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After writing down the countermeasures overnight, Wang Xu asked the ingots to be sent back to the capital.

The greeting of all the people is just a small way, and the banquet of Wan Su is the killer feature, as long as the teacher can sacrifice this trick, at least he can remain undefeated.

You don't see, Confucianism blows about the prosperous era of Kangqian, and it blows closer than his father.

Why, it's not that the two of them pay attention to filial piety, which is in line with the mainstream ideology of Confucianism, and some people pander.

Respecting and respecting the elderly is the political correctness of Confucianism, and as for whether the saints are happy or sad when they see the gentry and elders in Kyushu gathering in the capital, it is not a matter of concern to Wang Xu.

Come to think of it, the one on the dragon chair will not be too happy, and the previous abolition of the new deal has made him extremely jealous of the power of the scholars.

However, he is not an incompetent emperor, he can't be out of sight and out of mind, but a bright monarch with enthusiasm and ambition to work for the welfare of the people.

In this era when Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and the road has frozen bones, the faint monarch is easy to do, and the Ming monarch is difficult to do, and the power of the scholar clan has spread to the dynasty like a tumor, and it is not something that can be cut if you want to.

When the letter was sent, Wang Xu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the letter written to his hometown.

If Xue Mushan doesn't fall, the Wang family won't be able to fall, the wishful thinking of the Wan family will definitely not succeed, and the grain can be delayed a little longer.

You must know that the matter of grain is not trivial, whether it is corn or sweet potato, it is a super crop with a large yield and is resistant to drought and disaster.

On the same land, corn can feed 100 people, corn can feed 200, and sweet potatoes can feed 300 people.

Judging from the current population of Kyushu, once corn and potatoes are vigorously implemented, as long as it takes three years, not to mention that people in the world will have no worries about food and clothing, at least the number of people who will starve to death will be reduced by a hundredfold.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the population of China exceeded 400 million, which was more than the peak population of the Song and Ming dynasties combined.

Before the Ming Dynasty, the Chinese population never exceeded 100 million, reaching 560 million is already very good, and from the end of the Ming Dynasty it was simply crazy growth, the last year of the Qing Dynasty reached 4.5 billion people, precisely because of the late Ming and early Qing Dynasty, corn and sweet potatoes were introduced into China, providing convenience for the population explosion.

Now, Wang Xu is not even a person, so he takes out the two pieces of corn and sweet potatoes, which does not allow him to maximize his benefits.

Things like corn and sweet potatoes, at least until he has a great Confucian reputation, it is possible to keep the fruits of victory, and without that identity, he can only make wedding dresses for others.

It's like playing cards, people who come up and let the king bomb can't win nine times out of ten.

Wang Xu is bent on seeking stability, as long as he accumulates grain extensively and the policy of slowing down the kingship is not shaken, this little white rabbit will still be decided.

One day, when the wood is ready, there is no need to pretend to be a white rabbit anymore, he will bite all the big bad wolves to death, and let these people know who is the last person to laugh.

"Don't be in a hurry, steady and steady, this year's Enke will take a lift first, and next year's meeting will try to get a jinshi. Within ten years, the Great Confucianism was not without hope, and that was when it was time to emerge. ”

Wang Xu picked up the letter and lit the candle that was about to burn out, and the big killer of food was sealed by him again.

Giggles!!

Outside, the sky is getting brighter, the morning rooster is dawning, and it is a new day.

Wang Xu moved his muscles and bones, and after becoming a child with fame, he received the empowerment of Wenqi, which made his energy far beyond ordinary people.

Although it is not as good as the monks of Buddhism and Taoism, it is not like ordinary people, who stay up all night without sleep and their eyes are red.

After moving around the room for a while, Wang Xu washed his face and didn't plan to sleep again.

When I came back last night, the embroidery lady told him something, it seems that the matter of the painting boat has been settled.

At that time, he was anxious, and he didn't ask in detail, the matter of the painting boat could not be postponed again and again, and the earlier the plan was implemented, the sooner he could gain fame.

Study, scientific research, and fame are all indispensable.

Now that the teacher's matter has been solved temporarily, the matter of gaining fame can no longer be delayed, and he is of great use to embroider the girl and the painting boat.

Crunch!!

Push open the door, walk down from the upper floor, and enter the eyes, the first floor is full of spring.

Looking up, the tables were side by side, a name Lori, a girl, and a royal sister were curled up on the table and asleep.

Looking at the unfamiliar faces, Wang Xu frowned slightly, what was the embroidery girl doing last night, why didn't she get a room for these little sisters.

What is the matter of sleeping in the hall, is it because he is short of these few taels of silver for the accommodation fee, or the embroidery girl is shallow-eyed, and he is reluctant to pay for the hotel.

Knock knock...

Hearing the footsteps downstairs, the little sisters who were sleeping lightly suddenly woke up for most of the time.

The remaining stupid Lori who was still sleeping was also woken up by her older sister, looking up with sleepy eyes, it was cute to the heart.

"I've seen the young master."

In front of the master, the girls who had been strictly trained did not dare to forget the rules, and quickly climbed down from the table one by one and bowed their heads to Wang Xu to say hello.

Wang Xu nodded quietly and asked, "Why do you live here, is it because the embroidery lady didn't prepare a room for you?" ”

"No, young master, we want to save some money for the young master, it's already good here, we are very satisfied."

"Yes, young master, I used to sleep on the ship, and I had to accept the roll call at any time at night, and no one dared to sleep deeply, this is still the most fragrant night I slept after I was sold."

The little girls were talking babblingly, and they all looked very happy.

If Wang Xu did not appear, their future fate would either be sold to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, or they would be maids for the first-class and second-class Oiran, and they would learn the ability to serve people.

How to serve people, the master has to get up at night, and it is not okay to be sleepy.

So in the second half of the night, there are often old mothers who come to patrol the night, and if they can't wake up when they call anyone's name, they raise their hands to be a bucket of cold water, and they don't dare to sleep at all.

Today, the sleeping place is a little worse, but I can sleep with a broken heart and sleep peacefully, this kind of relaxation has not been over for a long time.

"What a miserable person!"

Hearing the little girls' answers, looking at the slightly tender faces, Rao Yi Wang Xu's heart couldn't help sighing.

The world is really unfair, with the same attitude, some people are young ladies, and some people want to be maids.

The little sisters present, the older ones were sixteen or seventeen years old, and the younger ones were thirteen or fourteen, and I really don't know how the parents of these people ruthlessly sold them to the horse farm.

"What's your name and what talent do you have?"

While everyone is awake, Wang Xu, the master, also has the heart to get to know everyone.

The girl he named was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, who plucked up her courage after hearing the sound and said, "Maid Caiying, I can blow the flute." ”

", yes, blow it to me."

As soon as Wang Xu's words were put down, Caiying's face turned red instantly, and she looked at the little sisters around her, her face was so red that she could drip water.

But that's it, Caiying still gritted her teeth, walked towards Wang Xu step by step, and reached out to untie his belt.

"What for?" Wang Xu took a step back and grabbed Caiying's hand.

There are 100 people here, and when they come up, they take off their pants, isn't this a hooligan?

"Slave, slave and maid want to perform a..."

Chaeyoung blushed, not daring to look at Wang Xu's eyes.

Wang Xu paused for a moment, looked at the little loli around him, curious, shy, and eager to refuse and welcome, and was dumbfounded: "You blow this flute?" ”

"The slave family, the slave family is stupid, and after studying for a long time, it is or..."

Caiying's face was so red that she could drip water, and she played with the corners of her clothes: "I still only blow this, I haven't learned anything else." ”

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