Chapter 133: I'll Teach You a Good Lesson

Han Er didn't dare to say much, and sent Yang Hu back to the study. [Full text reading]

Even behind him, he could feel the chill oozing from Yang Hu's body.

Yang Hu closed the door and directly tore the clothes on his body, tore the bloody bandage on his chest, grabbed a bottle of old wine on the table and poured a mouthful of it on the bleeding wound on his chest.

Sit down on the floor and open the city system to record the changes in the injury.

Yang Hu opened the whole body image projected in the city system, and observed that the injured parts of his body were intuitively displayed in bright red colors.

The city system actually returned his injury and assessed a severe disability result, which made Yang Hu cry and laugh.

He is not a rookie, although the current injury looks a little terrifying, but with the effect of the power of the dragon elephant, it only needs to be cultivated for a period of time.

Begin to use the power of the dragon elephant to heal wounds.

The power of the dragon elephant spread in his body, and a warmth began to slowly dispel the coldness oozing from Yang Hu's body, the things exclusive to the city lord were still rare after all, and the effect was not bad.

Yang Hu quietly advanced the power of the dragon elephant to dredge the blood congestion in the muscles and veins in his body, and slowly eliminated the palm strength left in Tang Xiaoshuai's body, and just touched it, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

Wipe the blood from the corners of your mouth.

He closed his eyes again and continued to advance the power of the dragon elephant.

Again and again, the blood in the body was forced out.

However, the injuries on Yang Hu's body that have been repeatedly aggravated are indeed much more serious than he imagined...... The effect of the power of the dragon elephant is also greatly reduced.

The time required is also slowly passing by.

In the afternoon.

Murong Yu brought Yang Hu food and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in. ”

Listening to Yang Hu's always domineering and arrogant voice, Murong Yu frowned and pushed open the door.

A strong smell of blood rushed to his face, which made Murong Yu's brows tighten even tighter, and put the food delivered on the desk, Murong Yu turned to look at Yang Hu who was sitting in the chair.

Yang Hu, who had his eyes closed, turned pale and looked very infiltrating, like a living dead. The placket on his chest and his pants were stained with blood from clots.

The ground in front of him was a pool of blood that had already congealed.

Murong Yu's red lips moved slightly, and Yang Hu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him: "I'm fine." In addition to bringing food and drink these days, try not to let people disturb me. ”

Murong Yu nodded lightly: "Captain Liu came here, and he said that Deputy City Lord Luo was already on his way...... The words in her mouth paused and asked: "The strength of the Murong family can't move you yet?"

Yang Hu didn't answer in a hurry, and pointed to the food on the desk: "Get me a little bit of food first, I didn't eat last night, and I'm so hungry." ”

Seeing that he still had the thought of eating, the tension in Murong Xue's heart was finally relieved a lot, brought the food to him, and served Yang Hu a night of small rice: "Eat slowly." ”

Yang Hu took a bite first, eating very slowly and chewing very carefully.

Raising his eyes to look at Murong Yu, he shook his head: "Can't you understand it too?" Then I'll teach you a good lesson." ”

Murong Yu gently breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head, and the golden steps on his temples made a crisp sound: "I just think you're a little too arrogant." ”

Yang Hu took another bite and said vaguely: "Actually, the reason is very simple. I didn't underestimate the Murong family, but I had already figured out the process and results before I acted. ”

Holding the chopsticks, he pointed at Murong Yu: "When you were in the Murong family, you should have seen their property." Right?"

Murong Yu didn't know how to talk about his arrogance, how could it suddenly become the property of the Murong family, did the two have a lot to do with it?

Yang Hu looked at the doubt in her eyes: "You should always understand the principle that people take food as the sky, right?"

Murong Yu nodded.

Yang Hu also nodded: "Mingjing Lake has begun to store water. Even if the ditch is not completed downstream, it is enough to irrigate six or seven out of ten farmlands, and the harvest in Lincheng in previous years was not good, because it depended on the sky for food. But with the supply of Spiegel Lake, production can be increased by at least 30%. ”

Yang Hu said and picked up a piece of stewed meat and stuffed it into his mouth: "The most important thing in the development of a city at the low stage is population and labor. The people's demand is nothing more than to be well fed and drunk. It's the same for me, they have the ability to create more value for me when they are well fed and drunk. ”

"To put it mildly, even if you make a villain at night, you have to eat and drink enough to have strength. ”

Murong Yu was stunned: "What makes a villain?"

Yang Hu smacked his lips and glanced at the towering Murong Yu's chest: "It's husband and wife life and having children." ”

Murong Yu's face suddenly flushed, and he spat at him: "Nonsense." ”

"This is not some nonsense. Yang Hu took another bite of rice into his mouth: "I know that the city war can capture the opponent's soldiers, and you can get money, bronze secret treasures, black iron secret treasures or something, but if you are the supreme commander of the army, do you dare to use them with confidence? At most, they are used as cannon fodder." ”

Therefore, in order for a city to develop, in addition to the rations and materials of the people, they need to develop their own areas and plant them, and even the population should also cultivate their own. ”

Yang Hu pointed out the window with chopsticks: "Think about it, now we only have Lincheng and Luoman, if in the future, hundreds of cities are placed in front of you and handed over to you to manage, what are you most worried about?"

Such a question, to be honest, Murong Yu really didn't think about it.

She shook her head at Yang Hu: "Something too far away, I can't think of it." ”

Yang Hu nodded: "Then let me tell you, if that is the situation, the most worrying thing for the top management should be the changes of the people." ”

"Do not neglect the power of the people, when there are so many cities and soldiers, and the population of the people. Those who govern the city should be very clear about their position and the power in their hands. The strength of all cities and soldiers comes from the farming of the people, and the production of farming can make them eat and drink enough, and practice martial arts with guns and knives. ”

Yang Hu looked at Murong Yu: "Thousands of soldiers are fighting on the front line, and they have to consume countless grains and minced meat every day, and those grains and minced meat are simply impossible to meet the needs of the troops by plundering." ”

From this point of view, the relationship between the population base, the area of the region and the city is the foundation of the development of a city. At least you've never seen a city full of soldiers working in the fields, right?"

Yang Hu explained that it was not what Murong Yu learned from books, which made her find it interesting, but she also felt clueless.

But she always had a feeling that what Yang Hu said seemed to be a bit mysterious...... It's not just about the city and the barbarians.

Yang Hu looked at Murong Yu thoughtfully and nodded: "Let's think about it in another direction, where do the high-level soldiers come from? Promoted from low-level soldiers? What about low-level soldiers? There is not enough population, there is a fart soldier, this is also the simplest truth." ”

Yang Hu lowered his head and grilled rice: "Therefore, war is not launched whenever you want to, and to start a war, you must consider it from your own conditions." The number and strength of the soldiers, the abundance of the city, and the ability of logistics and supply can hold out for many battles in a war. ”

"As long as these conditions are met, you can force a city lord of the same level and the same number of troops on the battlefield to the point of jumping off a building and hanging himself. ”

"War is about money, it's a money-burning thing. Not everyone can have fun. ”

Listening to Yang Hu's words, Murong Yu was a little disapproving: "Then if you encounter a powerful general, how can you resist it?" You are only talking about the people, and they are not really soldiers on the battlefield. ”

Looking at Murong Yu, whose mind was not turning, Yang Hu was almost choked and his eyes widened: "You still don't understand what I said so much? I have money and food, I am still afraid of what kind of powerful soldiers he is? It doesn't matter if I can't beat him, I won't take the money, take the grain and invite more powerful soldiers to deal with them?"

Murong Yu still didn't understand what Yang Hu said, but she expressed strong contempt for his last scoundrel trick.

"Alright, alright, you can rest first, and I'll come back tomorrow." ”