"I'm going to listen to why. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Wan Yanmin said unhurriedly, his wide sleeves casually put a few cases in his hand, and gently brushed the unfinished music with a ruler. He knew that Nanyue must not be unreasonable.

"Almost all economic classics advocate the transformation of thrift and luxury, but that is for small families and ordinary people. For the emperor, the few catties of rice saved on the stove in the imperial dining room are just a drop in the bucket. Since the emperor is standing on a high platform, he must have a handwriting on the high platform, if it is not drastic, it is difficult to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle. Nanyue said, the light in her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she seemed to have a splendid mountain and river in her mind.

"Dare to ask the emperor, if anyone wants to live, or firewood, rice, oil, salt, or clothes and silk, where does his money come from?"

"I earn it by my own hard work. ”

"Yes. But someone has to buy it. Farmers who look to the sky and harvest hard can never eat all the grain they grow, and they must take it to the market in exchange for mulberry silkworm needles, cloth, cattle and sheep, so that they can have food and clothing without worry, and travel without worry. ”

In other words, no matter how much hard work he put in, if no one recognized it, no one needed his autumn harvest of 10,000 seeds, and he would starve to death. ”

"What the emperor said is not right or wrong. Human hard work is indeed the source of abundant food and clothing, but only the effective exchange that truly meets the needs of all parties is the basis for this source to flow and be born. Any labor without exchange can only be a backwater. And stagnant water will not bring prosperity and vitality. ”

"The emperor has ever been to the desert, and in the vast desert where no one lives, there are countless dry springs. Passing caravans only need to open their water bladders and pour water into the dusty springs to wake up the entire sleeping water source and obtain an endless stream of bubbling sweet water. But they often prefer to painstakingly collect the scarce dew from the barren leaves of Populus euphratica rather than boldly donate it once, sacrificing small profits to lure out the underground rain, so as to exchange for long-term and lasting vitality. ”

"You're saying that the reason why Jiang'an is sluggish after the disaster is because the floods have blocked this flow. The only way to make this pool of water alive and flowing is to inject the power from the source to bring it back to life?"

"Clever!" Nan Yue's eyes lit up.

Wan Yanmin was slightly displeased, and he never needed to be praised for being smart.

Nanyue didn't notice the little depression of a certain emperor, and she continued the beautiful and ideal vast starry sky in her mind: "As the emperor just explained, the flowing water is not rotten, and the household hub is not beetle." Such a huge source is so important that it affects the lives and deaths of all people, and very people can provide it. This source can only be excavated by the emperor, and can only be excavated by the royal family. ”

"This is what you just said about 'building a large number of buildings', not only does it not have to be reduced, but also moderately 'extravagant'?" Wan Yan Min thoroughly appreciated the expression in his eyes, and he probably had grasped the exact meaning of Nanyue.

"Yes. Nanyue knew that Wan Yan Min had reached a consensus with her, so she took advantage of the residual temperature to heat: "So I think that instead of reducing the use, it is better to build pavilions and palaces and even siege bases in the name of the royal family." Large-scale fortifications inevitably require the recruitment of laborers, which will provide the opportunity for thousands of victims to provide for their families. ”

"When the laborers return to their hometowns and use them for other needs, they will provide more people with the next level of opportunity. In this way, with one living ten, with ten living hundred, the water pump in the palace can press out the ten thousand surges of Jiang'an. ”

Nanyue was a little excited when she said it, she casually picked up the broken porcelain teapot next to her elbow, poured it to moisten her throat, and her face became more and more shallow and silky and ruddy.

Wan Yanmin's eyes scattered on her in the ethereal void, and an undisguised tenderness melted into the dim candle flame, reflecting into a room of soft light.

Wan Yanmin's thoughts flew thousands of miles away, and through the voice of Nanyue, he saw thousands of stars that were clearly shining and scattered, and above that bright picture, the rare Phantom Rainbow Bridge crossed, as if the two of them were not indoors at the moment, but in the infinite and vast sky.

"Is the emperor afraid?" Nanyue put down the teapot and asked with a clear question, pulling Wan Yanmin back from a momentary stunned.

She was staring at him with a shallow smile, as if to indicate that a trap had been carved behind her for him to jump, and the smile on her face spread out like wings, becoming a brilliant dream barrier that captured his mind.

A smile as provocative as a smile, with no threat in it.

It's more like a question.

It's a girl who is overly curious, boldly but seriously asks about a boy's courage and guts. asked for the common people, and also for the person she loved.

"What are you afraid of?" Wan Yan Min smiled gently, calming the panic at the bottom of his heart. Under the unfazed iceberg, there is still a layer of panic that is about to move. In case Nanyue gave him a problem that he couldn't overcome, wouldn't it be-

Isn't it...... It's a shame.

"Is the emperor afraid, if he fails, it will be easy for the courtiers to make a big fuss, be pointed at by thousands of people, and even scolded by the people?" Nanyue's eyes had flawless tenderness, as if she had successfully penetrated the scenery in the house, and also penetrated Yan Min, and saw ten thousand trees blooming.

Even when idealists are in the night sky, they always have huge petals open and close in their eyes. The ideal is just like the flower that slowly swirls, sprouting, blooming, peeling, and annihilating, and the cycle of life is as complex as the petals, and it will never be extinguished after the cycle of life after life.

Nanyue and Wan Yanmin are actually such idealists.

Wan Yanmin had never experienced such a gaze from Nanyue, it was not a kind of hormonal exchange between the opposite sex, it was a question from a fellow Daoist standing on an equal level.

"Even if they succeed, some fools will attribute the results to providence. Nanyue finished the second half of the sentence. The inquiry in his eyes did not deliberately pressurize, but it became thicker and thicker.

This heaviness made Wan Yanmin's eyes light up, and the tone in which he answered the question gradually deepened became low: "If I were afraid, I wouldn't have achieved that position fourteen years ago. How do you want to do it. ”

"Well, it's simple. Nanyue smiled slightly and raised her eyes: "Since I am in the queen's seat, whether the emperor's mind belongs to me or not, can I ask the emperor for something." ”

Nan Yue's body was vaguely shrouded in a kind of power that controlled the overall situation, and this power made Wan Yanmin reluctant to speak easily and ask her the following questions.

He asked anyway.

"What do you want?" Wan Yanmin deliberately lowered his voice a little.

He was often afraid that he would unconsciously be too gentle with Nanyue.

Nanyue raised her face from the light, like a red apricot blossom in spring: "The winter moon is Yue'er's birthday, and I want to pick the stars in the sky before spring comes." ”