Chapter 8: The beauty is picturesque, and the country is delicate
Duanmu Yuhua felt that happiness came too quickly, which made her a little at a loss. She had completely forgotten the strange feeling that the youth had given her, and took the young man away, making sincere promises to him as she went.
"Sir, I will listen carefully to you in the future. It's just that I want to go out and meet someone so much, I'm afraid that if I miss it, I won't be able to see him in the future. β
Xie Jiusi lowered his eyes and looked at the girl who was full of anticipation. She tugged at the hem of her sleeve and walked eagerly ahead. This is the person he rejoiced in his youth, the person he put on the tip of his heart, the person who has been separated for three years.
Three years of separation, day and night, makeover, and stealing a living. How many times, he could only watch in the dark, and the hand that was about to be stretched out in his robe was retracted and clenched tightly into a fist. The candle flame in the secret passage dimmed, hiding the turbulent emotions in his eyes.
Trying his best to forbear and restrain himself, the girl heard the slightly hoarse and low voice of the person behind her, and he responded lightly.
It was a day of rest, and the flow of people was surging. The two men were squeezed in the middle, with their chests pressed against their backs. She could smell the clear and curling Su Hexiang on the young man behind her, which was reassuring.
He followed her all the way out of the crowd quickly, stopped halfway, and bought a sugar gourd for her.
"How old am I, I don't eat this."
She subconsciously retorted.
"Xi Hua, have you seen these shops on the street, do you have any ideas?"
The young man pointed to a shop in front of him, and his tone was soft and gentle.
"Xihua, this is the most prosperous street in Shengjing. Although the roadside shops are dotted, if you look closely, you will find that they are just small businesses of rouge and gouache. But restaurants, gambling houses, grain shops, oil mills, tea houses, cloth villages...... In these places, there are uniform signs at the door, such as the grain store. β
Duanmu Yuhua followed his fingers and read it unconsciously.
"Baili."
"Well, Baili. There are five grain stores in a row with hundreds of miles on them, what do you say this represents? β
"The Baili family has a monopoly on the grain and rice rights of Beixiang Kingdom."
The young man nodded slightly, then shook his head again.
"It's only partial, if it's not right at all."
"A casual consumption in these places is the harvest of the people in the past year, and every livelihood in the store is the lifeblood of the Xiangguo in Guanbei, which shows that the monarch is completely restricted by the family. This also means that the prosperity of the Beixiang Kingdom is due to the prosperity of the family, not the holy governance of the king. β
"If Xi Hua is the king, what should he do in the face of such a situation?"
Xie Jiusi took her back to the backyard of the palace, came to the stone table and sat down, and then put out a few pieces of malachite with written words - the black characters were Wei, Fu, Baili, Cui, Jiang, and Zhou. The red letter is - Xie, Lu. And took out another piece of obsidian - the emperor.
"The Xie family and the Lu family, one is extinct, and the other is declining."
But whenever the Xie family was mentioned, Duanmu Yuhua must have thought of Xie Jiusi, and the young man only paused, not giving her a chance to dissipate her mind. Continue to talk downward.
"The two at the top of the list right now." He picked up two stones and placed them under the obsidian.
"The Wei family represented by Wei Shufei and Wei Sique, and the Fu family represented by Fu Xingxuan. Coupled with the marriage between families, the two families are tightly bound together. After the Xie family was wiped out, he chose to attach himself to the emperor even before. Therefore, it is currently firmly at the top of the family. β
Two more stones were placed under Wei Fu.
"These two can't be moved."
"The century-old hairpin Zhou family, the Cui family who holds the power of Lingnan soldiers and horses. It's just that these two families have decayed very much in Beixiang Kingdom, and the population is scarce. But if there is no big mistake, if you want to move these two families, it will make the three countries unhappy. They are not only government families in Beixiang, but there are still many powerful people in other countries. β
"To make a mistake like rebellion?"
The eyes under the white jade mask flashed, and the young man's brows furrowed imperceptibly.
"Baili family, Jiang family. These two families are currently neither associated with other families, nor are they very attached to the existence of the emperor. They rely on strength. β
The young man tilted his cheeks and tilted his head to look at her, a gentle smile on his lips.
"The young master of the Baili family is about the same size as Xi Hua, but he is almost the richest person in the entire Beixiang country, and in a few years, he will probably be rich enough to rival the country. As for the Jiang family, they were stuck in the trade that came and went, and they had to pay taxes to them by water, land, and at various gates. β
"Xi Hua, each of them has found a way to survive and survive."
The young man's eyes clearly wroteβthen what about you, Xi Hua, where is your way of life?