The daily life of people with super powers

"A unified Great Xia is naturally a great thing for the common people, but it is a bad thing for these vested interests."

"If we want to implement these policies, we have to...eliminate them all."

The imperial family is the most ruthless. Although Xia Mingyang is only in his teens, his mind has already matured. Having been influenced by his surroundings, he has no hesitation when it comes to killing people.

"Physics, chemistry, biology... I didn't expect these books existed in the world."

“It’s really eye-opening.”

Xia Mingyang read tirelessly: "I don't know where Master Zhou got these books from."

She looked up at the sky. Although it was daytime and she couldn't see the stars, she now understood that the stars did not disappear during the day and appear at night. They were still there, but they were difficult to see with the naked eye during the day.

"Did Master Zhou come down from one of the stars?"

"Master Zhou said that he doesn't have much time left. Could it be that he has to go back to a certain planet when his time is up?"

Xia Mingyang always felt that time was running out, so he tried his best to learn these things.

Tang Ansheng, who was standing beside the stone table, looked at her silently.

These subjects, such as physics, chemistry, biology, etc., were all memorized by him, and they were all very basic and did not involve any advanced things.

But even the most basic ones are very groundbreaking for this world.

The reason why Tang Ansheng didn't give any profound information later was that he didn't want to erase the creativity of this world.

To be honest, with his current photographic memory, he could easily replicate most of the knowledge from the original world and then bring it over.

But in that case, the other party is just climbing the existing technology tree and finally reaching the same result.

Tang Ansheng wanted to experiment and see what the world would end up like if he intervened.

Can the "Great Harmony Society" that countless people dream of be realized?

However, he knew in his heart that it would probably not work.

But there are some things that you can’t know unless you try. Besides… for the people here, how could the situation be as bad as before he came?

"How do you feel?" Tang Ansheng suddenly asked.

Xia Mingyang closed the book and said, "Very good. I feel that I have reached the best state both physically and mentally."

"Master Zhou, I know what you want to do. You want to change the world and give poor people a stable and happy life."

"You know all this?" Tang Ansheng was a little surprised, not because his purpose was guessed. After all, this was not his purpose. The other party's vision was still too narrow.

He was surprised that Xia Mingyang, a princess of a feudal dynasty, could say such words.

It seems that letting the other party read is the right thing to do.

Xia Mingyang's eyes sparkled, "After all, I didn't read "Politics" for nothing these days."

"But Master Zhou, I've been thinking about this these past few days. If we want to change this world, we lack so much."

Tang Ansheng: "Tell me what's missing."

"First of all, it's about people. I only have fifty guards, while my father has more than 200,000 soldiers. I can't compare at all."

"Besides, my fifty personal guards have long been taken back by my father."

This was tantamount to treason, and Xia Mingyang said it without hesitation.

After all, she had figured it out long ago. Going back to marry would mean death, and resisting would also mean death. Why not die heroically?

Besides, once a teacher, always a father.

She has seen how Tang Ansheng has taken care of her these days. Moreover, he cares about the world and even though he possesses extremely powerful military force, he has never made things difficult for any ordinary person.

Of course, the dead are not considered human beings.

He is extremely kind to everyone, unless the other party provokes him.

In Xia Mingyang's heart, such a person is the best good man in the world.

"I know that Master Zhou is extremely powerful, but even if he is a national master, he will be exhausted to death once he is surrounded by thousands of troops."

In this world, except for breaking the void, no matter how powerful the military force is, it cannot be stronger than thousands of troops.

So what Xia Mingyang said is correct.

"Of course there are people, and there are a lot of them," said Tang Ansheng.

"how many?"

Tang Ansheng compared the numbers and said slowly, "About 500,000."

“Five ten... …万？”

Xia Mingyang almost spit out saliva.

She originally thought that Tang Ansheng only had a few hundred people at most, but the other party asked for half a million.

You have to know that the entire Great Xia Dynasty's army, when added together, only has 300,000 soldiers.

And we have to exclude those who are drawing salaries without working and those who are able-bodied men. The number of those who are truly capable of fighting is estimated to be only 100,000.

Don’t underestimate the number of over 100,000. This is something that the entire Da Xia can muster. Compared to Da Xia’s peak period, it is pitifully small.

"Where did it come from?" Xia Mingyang looked unconvinced.

"There are 100,000 people fleeing from outside the city, and another 300,000 people fleeing from the north and east."

"These are all refugees." Xia Mingyang frowned.

She didn't look down on the refugees, but the refugees couldn't even get enough food, let alone fight. Whether in terms of physical fitness or military appearance and discipline, they were far behind the army of the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Wait, one hundred thousand plus three hundred thousand is only four hundred thousand, and there is still one hundred thousand." Xia Mingyang is very sensitive to mathematics and does well in it.

"The troops guarding the west probably number about 100,000 in total," said Tang Ansheng.

He was not just waiting around during these seven days. Through the beggar Wang Lai Zi, whom he found in Nanshi last time, he basically controlled all the beggar leaders in the capital.

In terms of being well-informed, no one in the entire capital can compare to him.

Of course, the beggar leaders in various regions were all hit by Tang Ansheng's kidney failure palm to ensure that they would not be lazy.

He didn't just make the other person work without giving him food. As long as he worked hard, he would have everything he wanted.

In fact, just by creating bread out of thin air with one hand, all the beggars in the capital regarded him as a real immortal.

The name of [True Lord who saves suffering and saves evil] began to spread quietly again.

"The west? That's father's army." Xia Mingyang covered his forehead with his hands, not knowing what his teacher was thinking.

Who would rebel using the emperor's army instead of their own?

"Moreover, the Jin people in the north are ready to make a move. Most of Daxia's elite troops are in the north, and there are only some scattered soldiers in the west. I don't know how long it has been since they last fought a war."

"No one can mobilize them except our father."

"In fact, the troops guarding the west have not received food for a long time." Tang Ansheng said.

There was serious corruption in Daxia, and some people even dared to withhold military rations. If it weren't for the threat from the Jin people in the north, the troops stationed in the north might not have received the proper supplies.

"As long as the money and food are in place, no one will care about your father. How many of those soldiers do you think know what the old emperor looks like?"

"But Master Zhou, where do the money and food come from?" Xia Mingyang asked.

Tang Ansheng pointed to the capital, then to the stone mountain, and said, "It's just a small matter."

Xia Mingyang couldn't understand his gestures and didn't know what they meant. He wanted to persuade him, but he heard the clattering footsteps and the sound of swords clashing outside.

With a "bang", the door opened and a man wearing yellow auspicious clothes and with a noble look between his brows walked in.

"Royal sister, you have been out of the palace for many days. It is time to return. Father misses you very much."

miss?

Maybe he was afraid that she would run away.

If you calculate carefully, the day of marriage is indeed approaching.

Before Xia Mingyang could say anything, Tang Ansheng at the side spoke first:

"Hiss, it's a bit cold today."

Chapter 6: Cool Autumn (k)

Is it cold?

Where is it cold?

It’s just the beginning of autumn.

The young man, wearing yellow auspicious clothes and with a somewhat noble air, glanced around and discovered that there was a Taoist sitting next to the stone table!

He frowned. From the moment he came in until now, if that Taoist had not spoken to him, he would not have known that there were other people in the yard besides Xia Mingyang.

This doesn't make sense. Xia Mingyang and the Taoist were only ten feet apart. He could have seen him even with his peripheral vision. How could he have discovered him only now?

It was as if he subconsciously ignored the existence of this person.

"May I ask this Taoist priest..."

He wanted to say something, but he didn't expect that the man would ignore him and instead said to Xia Mingyang:

"Is this your brother?"

What your brother?

How could he, a member of the royal family, use such vulgar terms?

He wanted to refute, but he was beaten to the punch by someone else. Xia Mingyang said, "That's about right. He is Concubine Liu's son. His name is Xia Qichen."

"So, how many sons and daughters does your cheap father have?" Tang Ansheng asked casually.

"I'm not sure. There may be 20 to 30 sons and 30 to 40 daughters."

Xia Mingyang sat calmly beside the stone table and said, "But there are only a few who can rank high and have titles. The rest are all abandoned children who are not welcomed and whose mothers' clans are not powerful."

This was too blunt a statement, causing Xia Qichen's expression to change. He signaled with his eyes, and the dozens of people he brought with him immediately left the compound, leaving only a confidant aside.

"Princess Changming, these words are punishable by death. Do you want to rebel?"

Xia Qichen was no longer as close to her as he had been at the beginning, and instead of calling her "Imperial Sister", he called Xia Mingyang by her title.

Tang Ansheng just waved his hand, and Xia Qichen felt a pressure coming down from the sky. He had no choice but to sit down on the chair in front of the stone table, along with his confidant.

Xia Qichen's face turned pale instantly. He was just an entry-level master and could not be considered a master. However, the confidant next to him, the white-haired and sickly-looking old man, was actually a genuine third-grade master.

But now he is unable to move just like him!

As for the third-rank master, he was extremely shocked.

The more you know, the more you can understand how terrifying this Taoist priest is.

Just by sitting still, he was able to suppress a third-grade master like him and make him unable to fight back. What kind of cultivation level does this require?

Become an immortal!

Xia Mingyang ignored the two and said, "Daughters are of no use to my father. They are just vases. There are very few who can have a title."

Xia Mingyang is sixteen years old. There are actually some girls who are older than her, but she was born to the queen and has a title, so she is the eldest princess.

"As for my sons, only nine of them have a chance of winning the throne. The rest are out of the question."

"They used all kinds of despicable means to gain the throne."

Xia Mingyang said these words as if he was an outsider.

There was one thing she didn't say, it was fortunate that she was a girl, otherwise she might not be alive today.

"What nine sons fighting for the throne?" Tang Ansheng smiled strangely.

If he hadn't come, who knows how the story of this world would have ended.

The Jin people outside were eyeing them covetously, natural disasters continued, the people were displaced, and there was a tendency for them to raise the banner of rebellion.

The princes were fighting overtly and covertly for the throne, their brains were almost blown out.

Xia Mingyang shook her head. She saw it clearly: "In fact, even if they seize the throne, what can they do?"

"When the prime minister was alive, he controlled the government, and most of the people in the court were the prime minister's people."

"Without the Prime Minister's permission, the Emperor's decree cannot even leave the palace."