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Chapter 264 Mr. Wenhe, Li Guanyi is here!

letter?
Li Guan thought of Guan Yicheng's eldest daughter and asked, "Where did she come from?"

Ling Pingyang said with a smile on his face, "Jiangnan."

It's not the eldest lady's letter.

Li Guanyi felt a little regretful, or perhaps a strong sense of vigilance made the young man want to avoid the letter, but Ling Pingyang had already taken the letter. There was a small detailed painting of a willow branch on the letter paper.

It’s Yan Daiqing!

Yan Daiqing, a scholar from the Southern Chen State, was skilled in swordsmanship, domestic affairs, and fine brushwork. His style of poetry was clear, handsome, and elegant.

He is particularly good at using benches to engage in group fights.

Li Guanyi looked at Yan Daiqing's letter and felt the same conflicted feeling as before, when he received his failing exam results and had to read them but was reluctant to do so. However, after looking at Ling Pingyang, he sighed and opened the letter.

"You must be telling me how much deficit Jiangnan has suffered."

Li Guanyi thought about it and opened the letter. It was indeed Yan Daiqing's elegant handwriting, but it was a little different. It was written in ink, which represented that the finances of the Eighteen States in Jiangnan were finally relieved.

Li Guanyi relaxed and thought to himself, "Not bad, Dai Qing."

"I thought you only knew how to spend money, but not how to make money."

Li Guanyi relaxed and sat there, flipping through the letter from Yan Daiqing. This was a letter from a few days ago. Because no one knew where Li Guanyi and the others had gone in the martial arts world, the letter was delivered directly to Ling Pingyang who was stationed in Zhongzhou.

It reported the general situation in the Jiangnan area.

The main ones are internal affairs, people's livelihood, Qilin Army and other systems.

In domestic affairs, people with certain work experience are selected to fill the grassroots officials. There are many people with strong professional skills among the people, but these people often have another kind of iron rice bowl of "inheriting their father's business."

The son of a coroner will be a local coroner, and the son of a jailer will be a local jailer. They have professional abilities passed down from their families, but they also firmly control these trades and develop their own connections. If you want them to do something, you have to pay money and ask them for help.

Otherwise, you will suffer.

The person carrying out the punishment swung a stick and smashed it down, and it landed heavily without hurting the person's flesh or blood.

Some of them may seem minor, but in fact even the internal bones will be damaged.

These local officials are complicated and intertwined. There are noble families at the top, corrupt officials in the middle, evil officials at the bottom, and also local thugs and village bullies who run rampant in the countryside.

Xiao Zhi was in charge of these matters with great interest.

The second planting of the second-season rice has been completed. Farmers have taught various places how to make the seedlings take root faster through the [Science of Farming]. The head of the farming family has taught the [Diagram of the Method of Giving Time and Controlling the Palms] to the people.

That is an eight-fold turntable on the same axis.

From the inside to the outside, they represent the direction of the handle of the Big Dipper, the Heavenly Stems, Earthly Branches, the four seasons, the twelve months, the twenty-four solar terms, the seventy-two phenological periods, and the agricultural activities corresponding to each phenological period.

All these things were put on a palm-sized picture.

Those who can study vast and big things are naturally great talents in the world, but the head of the farming family, who can put the general principles of farming knowledge in such a small place and then teach it to people everywhere on the ridges of the fields, is also a great talent.

Now the farmers are determined in their direction.

The rooting rate of crops planted in the Jiangnan area increased significantly, and at the same time, they worked together with the Mohist school to improve farming machinery.

The curved plow, an improved version of the Mohist hoe that can cultivate thirty acres of land a day, the three-row seeder that can sow three rows of seeds at the same time, and the harvesting farm tool composed of a wheat basket, a wheat sledgehammer, and a wheat hoe.

Based on the ordinary water mill, after modification, the water wheel has three functions: grinding flour, husking rice and milling rice.

The Mohists and the Nong family began to discover that Jiangnan suddenly had a large sum of money to support their research, and they were ecstatic.

Prepare to design water conservancy measures based on the terrain of Jiangnan.

Based on the style of the Murong family, Mohist disciples created the water sluice, using water power to blow air to smelt iron.

The disciples of the farming family developed a continuous mill that could turn the weight of eight millstones with one ox pulling it.

After determining the utility, use gold to hammer it out and quickly apply it.

All of them are convenient designs to free people from heavy work.

These were not created after they arrived in Jiangnan.

Rather, it was the technology he had accumulated over the years before leaving the academy. It was only after coming to Jiangnan, with the help of Li Guanyi and others, that he was able to put his technology and designs directly into practical application.

It’s not that they haven’t traveled to various countries to study like Buddhism, Taoism, and other famous scholars before.

The rest of the noble families all received a very good education.

These people will respect them and say many nice words to make people feel comfortable, saying that they actually support and respect the skills of the Mohist and Agricultural schools, with that kind of elegant and beautiful smile and butterfly-like satin clothes covering their mouths and noses.

But only here will they be directly talked about the practicality of technology.

After the debate, just throw the money.

Master Pan Wanxiu of the Mohist school was thinking about these things. He was no longer a young man. He had been old for a long time. Even if he had internal strength, the internal strength of the second level was just that and he was not good at fighting.

When he sat for a long time, his back began to ache.

After traveling around the world and seeing many gentle and kind faces, his heart was no longer as strong as that of a young boy. He had originally thought so, but at this moment, his heart was burning again.

boom! ! !
Along with the sound of the machinery, huge dust rushed into the sky, the bronze machinery rushed out from the ridges of the fields, the bronze steel was solemn and murderous, the smoke and dust were diffused, and the sleeves of the Mohist master standing there were fluttering, his beard and black robe fluttering in the wind.

The blood of this heart is still stirring—

So that's it, my heart hasn't grown old yet.

It is such a refreshing feeling to realize your dreams and ambitions, instead of staying in one place and smiling for those high-ranking families.

I was able to realize the technology that I had been thinking about, and the model that could only be placed on the desk could be directly enlarged and put into practical use.

Seeing the little toy he had been thinking about since his youth become a giant and put into use, Master Mo looked up and saw the giant mechanism that existed in his dream quickly materialize and step into the world with the support of the power of the princes.

To change this era, to save the people, with the passion that has been accumulated in his heart for decades, relying on the bronze mechanism, on which the last part was placed using the instrument cast by the Murong family.

That was steel with Qilin patterns imprinted on it.

Everything about being a mechanical engineer reached its peak at this moment.

I'm just willing to give up my life!

Mohist Master Pan Wanxiu said softly, "That's enough."

With Jiangnan's support, the wonderful ideas of other Mohist disciples began to be gradually implemented. They were very grateful, but every time someone mentioned their gratitude, the gentleman as gentle as jade just told them.

It is also the lord's great wish to make your dreams come true.

It is the lord's wish, so there is no need to thank me.

I'm waiting for you.

On this road, the lord will be in front, and everyone, please follow.

Unbeknownst to Li Guanyi, thanks to the efforts of the gentle gentleman in the eyes of outsiders, his image was gradually changing and becoming more like what a hero in historical records should be like.

Disciple of Mohist School——

Refreshing!

There is land, and people cultivate land. There is a lot of land, and people cultivate a lot of land.

There is a piece of land as big as Jiangnan, and we are going to teach hundreds of thousands of people in Jiangnan how to farm.

Standing on a high place, feeling the wind and watching the seeds sprout on the endless land, you can give full play to what you have learned and realize your ambitions. When the wind blows, the grains sway in the wind and your sweat carries the smell of the candlelight of the past.

Farmer's disciple——it's so cool that my scalp is tingling!
The people were exempted from taxes that year, could rent farm tools at a very low price, and found that they didn’t have to work so hard, and had time to listen to the teachers’ teachings on writing and basic martial arts.

good good!
Yan Daiqing——

The resentment is overwhelming.

Li Guanyi didn't even dare to look down. He kept thinking that the Prime Minister of Jiangnan Province should talk to him about the financial issues, but he never did. Instead, he felt like he was walking on a tightrope.

Until seeing this point, the words in Yan Daiqing's letter seemed to pause.

"I didn't expect that everything was in your plan."

Li Guanyi: “Hmm?”

"Yuan Zhi told me that the Nong family and the Mo family came to improve people's livelihood, and the Gongsun family came to strengthen military equipment. The Gongsun family will bring a box of gold. This should also be your design, right?"

Li Guanyi: "Hmm? Hmm???"

He looked at the book in which Yan Daiqing was talking about "Li Guanyi's plan".

It is detailed, thorough, and progresses slowly and logically. Everything is connected, just like a wise and powerful king with profound strategies and who has already prepared everything, at least in domestic affairs.

Li Guanyi looked at him in astonishment:
"Hmm? Is this right?"

"Isn't this right?"

"Is this me?"

Yan Daiqing is a genius, or in other words, Yuan Zhi, Xiao Zhi, and Yan Daiqing each have their own strengths, but overall, they are all talented people, and such people have clear thinking logic.

Li Guanyi himself was almost convinced.

Yan Daiqing, is this me you are talking about?
The boy pondered, and the boy made a happy decision.

Yes, this is absolutely me!!
Yuanzhi and Daiqing are literally my brain.

Li Guanyi was joking in his heart, but when he saw the back, the smile on the boy's face disappeared little by little -

"Now that you are all set."

"Then please continue to look at the deficits that follow. The autumn tide rises and the autumn floods come, often involving hundreds of thousands of people. We come here and must change something. If we come, the people will still be flooded in their hometowns."

"We came here for nothing. The Mohists have proposed a basic way to deal with it."

"At the same time, according to your request, schools are being established in various places. We only hope that each town can have at least one public school. There are many things to be rebuilt, and the gold given by the Gongsun family is not enough."

"The taxes collected by the State of Chen and the State of Ying amount to tens of millions of taels of silver each year."

"Chen is rich in products, and its main product is silver. Ying is a vast country with abundant resources, and can use grain, grass, and steel to offset taxes. Its tax revenue is much lower than that of Chen, but the latter is also prone to making the aristocratic families powerful."

"Both countries pay tribute to Zhongzhou."

"My lord, since you have calculated everything, please continue to use your skills to smuggle some silver. In addition, we need more people who can read and understand basic martial arts and mathematics."

"Please work hard to achieve a million taels of silver."

"It would be even better if we could get back 10 million taels."

"What we want to do, that grand dream, can't be achieved with just this little money. You shouldn't just describe the dream and then throw this thing to us, right?"

Ling Pingyang saw the expression on the face of the young man who was full of vigor and vitality just now quickly turned pale, and his eyes widened - it's a big country in the world, with a territory of thousands or even tens of thousands of miles in radius, and tens of millions of taels of silver every year, how much do you want me to take out?

Li Guanyi looked at the two words.

Ten million taels of silver?
Sell ​​me!
Then Li Guanyi realized that when he caused such a big trouble in Chen State more than a year ago and was being hunted, the bounty in Zhenbei City was only [10,000 taels of gold].

The total amount is 100,000 taels of silver, and adding some losses, it is a little over 110,000 taels.

Unfortunately, even if Li Guanyi sold himself he would not be able to fill the vacancy.

Li Guanyi, Marquis Wu of Qin, had a significant increase in debt.

After realizing this, the young man sat there and lost his dream. He realized that Yan Daiqing was a really smart person. This guy was different from Yuan Zhi. He had been friends with Li Guanyi for a long time. It was a friendship that they had developed from fighting each other when they were young.

Yan Daiqing seemed to be stroking the civet cat along its fur, and then he lifted the boy up, stretched out his hand with a smile, and with the gentle smile of a Jiangnan gentleman, he wanted to take away all the cat food that the civet cat had hidden.

Not one left.

He lifted the back of his neck and shook it again and again, trying to shake out every last grain of cat food on his body.

Finally, you have to smooth the cat's fur.

His smile is as gentle as a gentleman's.

"We need to get more."

Xiao Zhi regarded him as a close friend, and he thought that "I am not as good as him".

It's not without basis.

Each of the advisers of the Qilin Army has a completely different personality.

But Li Guanyi, who was sitting there, suddenly laughed. He laughed loudly, folded the letter carefully and put it in his arms, and said, "I always feel a little sorry for Daiqing." He said that he thought to himself that he felt regretful when he just knew that this letter was from Yan Daiqing.

He felt he should speak out.

"That distant great wish should not be left to you alone to fulfill."

"Pingyang."

Li Guanyi stuffed the food into his mouth in two or three bites and finished it, then raised his eyes.

The elegant cavalry general said gently: "I am here."

"Let's go, it's time to solve our financial problems."

Li Guanyi made a very clear judgment that he needed talents and gold and silver. It would be difficult to obtain gold and silver from the outside. However, in Jiangnan, a large number of noble families who had discovered that the Qilin Army was unwilling to grant them privileges as in the past were planning to surrender the city in order to expel the Qilin Army and were plagued by the plague.

Yuan Zhi is calm and has strategy, Dai Qing is cool-headed and can reconcile several people.

Xiaozhi is thoughtful and can remember a lot of things.

They are all excellent counselors, talented people, and companions, but everyone has their own expertise. To remove the last piece of rotten meat in Jiangnan, more powerful medicine is needed. No money?

But let’s take a look at how much wealth the Jiangnan families, who have occupied that wealthy land for hundreds of years, have accumulated.

Li Guanyi changed out of this robe.

It was only at this moment that Li Guanyi realized that the princes would not wash the luxurious robes they wore. If they got dirty, they would replace them with new ones. Li Guanyi did not have such a luxurious hobby.

He let go as if he had been electrocuted, and reached out to brush off the dust.

Changing back into his normal clothes, Ling Pingyang had originally urged him to wear a normal brocade robe, but Li Guanyi replied, "I am a disciple of the ancestor and also a disciple of Master Wang Tong. I am going to the academy as a disciple visiting the teacher, not to show off."

He did not go to the earth-shaking battle with Murong Longtu that was about to begin.

Both he and the old man avoided talking about it at this time.

Murong Longtu has arrived, and people from all over the world will arrive soon.

That battle won't last for many days.

However, the deputy general lowered his voice and said, "My lord, there seem to be many carriages outside. They should be from the major families, nobles, and even royal families in Zhongzhou. They should be here to deliver their visiting cards."

Li Guanyi: "A visiting card?"

Ling Pingyang replied: "My lord, at your age and with such skills and martial arts, the major families in Zhongzhou would definitely want to marry you. It is in this way that the aristocratic families have survived to this day."

The silver-haired girl glanced subconsciously.

Li Guanyi raised the letter in his hand and replied: "My beauty is not them. My heart is full of such things in the world. Jiangnan is booming and changing. I want to be ahead of them."

"A gentleman is like Heng, with feathered clothes shining brightly."

"For me, Pojun, Yuanzhi, Daiqing, Xiaozhi, and Wenhe."

"So, they are the beauties of the world. Their talent and learning are the most important thing compared to the love between children, Yaoguang..."

The silver-haired girl stood there quietly, tilting her head.

Li Guanyi reached out and ruffled the girl's hair, smiling and said, "This time you stay with your great-grandfather, the scenes may be a little violent." He had a strange feeling in his heart, he didn't want the girl to see him using "despicable" means.

Li Guanyi turned around and asked, "Pingyang, are you ready?"

Ling Pingyang, who looked like a Confucian general, said gently: "The precious weapon mixed with the tendons of exotic beasts can be stretched to a hundred feet. Even if the Vajra physique is locked in the meridians, it will not be able to break free."

"Thirty-two kinds of Ma Fei San."

"And that which came with the letter."

"Under the guidance of the great master mentioned by the Seven Old Ghosts, it was completed. It seems to have surpassed all the effects of Ma Fei San in the past and can bypass all the principles of Ma Fei San. It does not make people lose consciousness, but makes them [remain conscious but unable to move]."

Li Guanyi grinned: "Very good."

He put all these things on, and then carefully took out the [Thousand Days of Drunk] given by his cheap brother, lifted the hem of his clothes, put it inside, and showed a hearty smile on his face: "Where is Mr. Wenhe?"

Ling Pingyang said: "My lord really thinks so too."

Li Guanyi said: "Yes, now that we are here, why bother to rest?"

"I have to tie this kid back to feel at ease."

Because in the letter that came with Yan Daiqing's letter, there was a word from Pang Lao. This old but strong strategist reminded Li Guanyi that if he was a strategist who was good at planning for himself, he would come up with four strategies for Li Guanyi to make the perfect combination of the Nong family and the Qilin Army.

This is definitely not a change of character, but a test.

Use the best strategies as bait, test yourself, and use your own superb means.

In this case, speed up.

So Ling Pingyang and Li Guanyi set off. Yaoguang reached out and grabbed the boy's sleeve. Li Guanyi looked back and the silver-haired girl's voice became condensed. She reached out and pressed the wine jug on Li Guanyi's waist.

Then the flowing breath changes.

The magic was cast layer by layer. Li Guanyi lowered his head and saw the light on the wine jug light up and then go out. He could see that the girl's eyes were calm and her eyelashes were very long.

Yaoguang withdrew her hand.

She said, "I used magic to make people subconsciously ignore this wine jug."

"You should know how to use it."

Li Guan was delighted: "Haha, good!"

The young man and Ling Pingyang went out together. There were many people waiting at the front door, even some pretty young ladies from various families. There was some impatience and curiosity in their eyes, but whether it was impatience or malice, it was all pure.

There are back doors.

The silver-haired girl pointed at the high red wall over there.

Then Qin Wuhou of Jiangnan and Ling Pingyang, the first cavalry general of the younger generation, looked at each other.

Ling Pingyang said: "Maybe there are people outside."

Li Guanyi said: "Yaoguang is an experienced grandmaster!"

The silver-haired girl stood quietly and nodded.

The two famous generals climbed over the wall together.

The silver-haired girl thought about it and saw an upside-down jar over there. She stretched out her hand, pressed the large ceramic jar, and first stepped on the middle with her right foot. It was obvious that she would fall down, as she had no way to exert force in this posture, but it seemed as if something special was supporting her.

Yaoguang successfully climbed onto the huge jar using her hands, feet and knees.

Then she stood on tiptoe and looked at the street outside. Each family's carriages were very luxurious, and those pulling the carriages were at the level of exotic beasts. The young ladies of each family gathered together, talking and laughing, with pure and clean eyes. Some of them did not want to come.

But the father, brother, grandmother and mother, who used to be gentle and easy to talk to, forced them to come here and complained about these things. The silver-haired girl looked at them and thought.

We are different.

She had no hostility towards these people. She just quietly watched these simple women who were still very happy in the troubled times. Then she looked at the young men and women selling fruits on the street not far away.

People are different.

The girl opened her arms, from fleeing, to the Hunting Conference, to Jiangnan, to the Gongsun family.

All her magic skills were put to use.

So, she is a companion.

A companion who will not be abandoned.

"Pojun is a 'beauty'."

"He wants to beat me, which means he feels inferior to me."

The silver-haired girl slid down carefully, landing on her toes first and then her heels. Her feet hurt for a moment, and then she felt numb. It took a while for the feeling of a cramp to slowly disappear.

Yaoguang bent down and brushed off the dirt on her robe.

His tone was calm and natural:

"So, I am also a [beauty]."

Li Guanyi ran to the Zhongzhou Academy with great interest, and on his shoulder, there was a very interested Qilin lying; and another road, the Imperial Road coming out from the direction of the Zhongzhou Grand Palace, also led to the Academy.

The emperor, with an untidy beard and no longer as handsome as before, was walking by in casual clothes.

In the academy.

Wen He looked at the alchemist's talisman on the table that suddenly caught fire and fell into deep thought. He shook a divination tube and placed a row of ancient coins on the table. Then he saw the ancient coins crack in the middle with a crackling sound.

"dangerous?"

He picked up a bundle under the table, wiped it on his face, put on a human skin mask, shook his hands and threw a circle of powder to wipe off the traces. The doorman shouted:
"Sir, sir, a guest has arrived."

Wen He said expressionlessly: "Just say I was sleeping."

"Oh, excuse me, sir, my husband said he is sleeping!"

Wen He felt that this boy was selling himself out.

With a quick glance, he climbed over the wall and landed silently.

Comparable to a first-rate thief.

Turning around, I saw a shadow falling in front of me. I saw a man dressed as a Taoist priest, and next to him was a sturdy man with a very elegant demeanor, blocking my way with great precision.

Li Guanyi, who had extensive experience in squatting in corners, began to curl up the corners of his mouth little by little.

He said gently, "Mr. Wen He."

"We've been in spiritual contact for a long time."

"I am Li Guanyi from Jiangnan."

The young man grabbed Wen He's arm with one hand and smiled brightly and enthusiastically:
"Where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)