Zhang Xiaojie finally went out, and Yelu Yixin breathed a sigh of relief.

He poured a cup of warm deer milk and took two sips. I was in a hurry and accidentally choked twice, and the waiter hurriedly came up with a handkerchief.

After a heart-rending cough, Yelu Yixin felt that his lungs and throat were so hot that he was almost about to burn. Taking away the handkerchief and looking down at the milky white marks on the purple handkerchief, Da Liao Tianzi felt a wave of unforgiving fatigue from the bottom of his heart.

It's really old.

He is already old, and it is enough to look down at his hands without looking in the mirror.

The skin on the back of the hand is covered with green tendons, and the vicissitudes of life seem to be like an old layer of tissue paper, and the position on the wrist quietly gives birth to black spots that represent old age.

"Probably people start to miss the old when they get old." Jerry Yixin muttered.

Otherwise, he would repeatedly tolerate Zhang Xiaojie and his own contradictions? It's as if he didn't understand what he said.

"Majesty?"

The waiter, who was lying on the ground and trying to wipe the carpet, didn't hear clearly, raised his head, and asked suspiciously.

Yelu Yixin closed his eyes slightly.

After nearly ten years of usurpation, there are not many old courtiers who have followed him since Emperor Xuan.

Some of them died of old age, some died of illness, some died in battle, and some were executed by him because of the rats, so Zhang Xiaojie was still by his side.

Selfishly speaking, Zhang Xiaojie is not a virtuous minister, and he was regarded as a traitor in the past.

But he has insight and ability, and in recent years, he has deliberately created an outspoken image of a lonely minister, no one is close to him, and he does not pursue his own power, who does Yelu Yixin use without him?

It's just that his wariness of the female straight really makes Yelu Yixin helpless.

Is there something I don't know?!

Yelu Yixin slowly sat up straight, "Go and recruit King Yan." ”

Yelu Yixin's second son, King Fengyan, lived in Japan for a long time on weekdays, leading 8,000 soldiers and horses from his country to garrison Heianjing, the capital of the Japanese kingdom - now renamed Hai'an Fu - and generally only returned to his homeland during the New Year's Festival.

Wanyan Aguta followed his sons, Goryeo and Waguo, all of whom were beaten down by them. There happened to be some other things, and Yelu Yixin also wanted to ask about it.

The princes' tents were not far from the royal tents, and Yelu Yixin did not wait long.

"Father."

With the sound, a person lifted the curtain and entered. A slender and straight figure, young and handsome, which makes people jealous.

In comparison, Yelu Yixin's prince is slightly weak.

"Don't worship, there are no outsiders, sit down."

Letting his son sit down beside him, Yelu Yixin half-squinted his eyes and asked unhurriedly, "What you said last time about selling people to the Southern Dynasty, tell your father about it." ”

In recent years, two percent of the silk fabrics of the Southern Dynasties purchased by Liao from various channels have been woven into the country. This made Yelu Yixin very interested in the silk factory opened by the Southern Dynasty.

If we extrapolate from the figure of 'two percent', in recent years, the output of silk fabrics in the Southern Dynasties has increased by at least half of the percent.

In terms of the silk output of the Southern Dynasties, five percent is already an astonishing number.

Although in the past years, the Song people paid Da Liao the annual coins, the 300,000 horses of silk silk were only the number of tributes paid by the two Zhejiangs under the rule of one state. But just a hundred or so new silk weaving mills, each of which can produce one-tenth of a state's output. This kind of technological progress is really terrifying. It is not important for Yelu Yixin not to pay attention to it.

Especially when his second son in Japan wrote a letter saying that the Song people wanted to buy Japanese people to go back to work, which made Yelu Yixin want to find out.

"In fact, there were a few maritime merchants from the Southern Dynasties who mentioned it in passing when they crossed the sea to Hai'an Mansion. It is said that many silk factories in the Southern Dynasty could not recruit workers, and they all thought that the work was too hard, and they did not work no matter how high the wages were. ”

"How hard can it be to work in a silk factory?"

Yelu Yixin knows the hard work of craftsmen. But the silk of the Southern Dynasty is simply another kind of money. No matter how hard and tiring the money-making workshop is, the steward will not dry up and fish to urge the craftsmen. What flows in the factory is inexhaustible money, and it is these workers who make the money flow, who will do the stupid thing of killing chickens and taking eggs?

That's what the boy asked. Those maritime merchants said that when working, everything is according to the rules, and there is no accommodation at all, and if you want to take a breath, you have to be reprimanded. Those who work, all of them are lazy bones, and they cannot be subject to such constraints. Later, when I heard that the Japanese people were obedient, I thought of coming to the Japanese country to buy people. However, privately, the child also heard that those silk factories only closed their accounts at the end of the year. ”

Yelu Yixin was stunned when he heard this.

Even long-term workers who live at home have to settle their wages on a quarterly basis, not to mention on a monthly basis. Silk silk is a work that follows the cocoon season, and it should be settled before winter. At the end of the year, which silk was woven at the end of the year?

It's too dark, isn't it? Yelu Yixin felt unbelievable, if he wanted to support his family and do this job, when he got the salary and went back, he could only see his wife and children who were starving to death.

Yelu Yixin pressed the words to the bottom of his heart and asked, "What did those maritime merchants say?" It's really what you said in your letter last time, don't be a man. ”

"It's true that I don't want men. In addition, do not be over forty years old, sick or disabled. Boys, girls, and women can do it, as long as they have their hands and feet ready. In January, he was paid a regular salary, and he was paid food and lodging, and he first gave five horses of silk as a settling-in allowance, and then settled the bill at the end of the year and went home. ”

Yelu Yixin showed a strange smile when he heard this, "They really just want to set up a silk factory when they buy these widows?" ”

"There shouldn't be a fake, otherwise it would be a man."

"I thought they wanted to do good." Yelu Yixin sneered, "How can you not recruit someone to do such a good errand?" How easy and easy is it for women and children to do errands?! ”

"The child heard that to peel off the cocoon, you have to put your hand into the boiling water and pull the thread out of the cocoon. Inside the factory, there was boiling water everywhere -- boiled in a boiler. ”

"I see."

Yelu Yixin nodded, and this was the case.

If it is a silkworm farmer's own silk reeling, take a basin of water, and only take care of one cocoon at a time. And the silk reeling in the factory is said to be dozens of times faster than the silkworm family, and that time must have to take care of dozens of cocoons. This hand, of course, has to keep dipping into the boiling water.

Can it be the same every three or five minutes, three or five times a minute? Who doesn't have fleshy hands? It will only take two or three months for a good person to go in, and most of the flesh on his hands will be cooked.

If the two hands are wasted, can this man still live?

It was a completely life-threatening business, which scared everyone away. Otherwise, what do you do with those Japanese people who can't even understand the words of the Han people? It's not because I can't deceive the people nearby, so I can only find those widows who have left their hometowns to bully.

"No wonder Han Gang doesn't do it." Yelu Yixin sighed, "I went to the silk factory of the Song people, and after a year, it would be good to survive half of them." I am afraid that few of those widows, women and children will live to the day when they take the money and go home. ”

"What a sin!" The Great Liao Emperor sighed sadly.

"Father...... Then we won't sell it? ”

"Sell, why not? The more the Japanese sell the dingkou, the better, and the boys also sell it, but the women and girls do not sell it, and the population of the Chinese people in the Japanese country is too small, not a million, and the land is not stable. You go back and tell those maritime merchants that the people from Goryeo can also sell them. ”

"But without Dingkou, this grain?"

"Use more livestock, consult more old farmers, and don't worry about food. With tens of thousands of mouths less, you can save more land to grow cotton. ”

"Growing cotton? Did my father want to make cotton cloth? Japan is mountainous, in fact, it is more suitable for planting mulberry and raising silkworms. ”

Yelu Yixin shook his head, "Silk is useless to our country, and it is cotton that is really useful." ”

The bitter cold of winter is a test for any living creature in this land.

Even with Yelu Yisin's emphasis on medical systems and technology, the tribes lose a large number of people every winter.

Cotton cloth in Liao country, at first glance it seems that it is more expensive than fur fur. But if you calculate according to the area, the price of piecing together a piece of sheepskin to the size of a cotton cloth is nearly ten times that of cotton cloth.

If cotton were not used to weave cloth, but only to fill bedding and clothing, this plant, which is planted in the ground and harvested once a year, would naturally be much stronger than sheepskin.

An acre of good land can produce two or three hundred catties of wheat, which is used to grow cotton, and at least it should be able to harvest hundreds of catties, can an acre of grassland raise a sheep?

Yelu Yixin told his son his thoughts that the land of the Wa Kingdom should be used to support the Liao people, not to support the Wa people.

It's just that he said that he was up, and when his son left and Yelu Yixin rested, he remembered that he had forgotten to ask his son what he thought of the female straight man.

But it's not a big deal, and it can be dealt with in one sentence.

On the frozen ice of the Duck River, a group of female straight men dug open the ice hole and sprinkled the first net of spring.

The sound of trumpets came and went, from dawn to dusk.

On the river ice, patches of silver scales shimmered.

As night falls, the starry sky covers the land.

In the riverside wasteland, there are many bonfires like stars.

In the big tent of Yelu Yixin, the leaders of hundreds of tribes gathered here, and presented the first net fish caught from the duck river after the New Year to the Great Liao Emperor.

The Son of Heaven of Da Liao was in the tent, most of the time his eyes were half-closed, and the ceremonial affairs were handled by the prince, and suddenly he spoke: "It's not interesting to drink like this." Ugunai, Aguta, you father and son give me a dance. ”

The noisy tent fell silent, and hundreds of pairs of eyes suddenly converged on Wanyan Ugunai and his second son, Aguta.

If you want to give birth to the Jurchen Festival, it can almost be regarded as giving birth to the Jurchen King, Wanyan Taishi and his son dancing on the stage to cheer up? This is because the two of them did something wrong and are now being punished in public.

Wanyan slowly put down the roast lamb chops in his hand, looked up at his father in front of him, but clenched the silver knife in his hand.

To jump or not to jump?

The leaders of the women's direct departments are here, and if they dance flatteringly, such a humiliation will be mentioned as a joke when they meet with the various departments decades later. The reputation that Wanyan has built up for many years may collapse in the blink of an eye.

But after seeing Yan Wugunai, he stood up happily and walked to the middle of the field without hesitation.

Ah Guda just paused for a moment, put down the silver knife, and followed closely.

Jump, of course. Why not jump?

Is it a shame to listen to the words of the Great Liao Emperor?

Perhaps.

But listening to the words of the strong, it is definitely not a shameful thing.

Today's Great Liao Emperor, with just one word, can destroy Wanyan, such a strong man should only follow, not resist.

In the wilderness, even wolves have to gather in groups. Following the strongest head wolf is a choice that every wild wolf will make.

But as long as the wolf is still strong, the other wolves will follow.

Father and son danced happily without the slightest hesitation.

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