At this moment, Hua Houwei remembered Ah San in the south of the Ming Dynasty, what about the large population? A brahmin binds human initiative and creativity, and those people are human beings? After a pause, he continued: "Heaven is unfair, and people are born different. Some people are stupid, some are smart, some are honest and some are flexible. It's considered wealth, but it's just those who study technology and those who work hard. Lazy, gluttonous and stupid, it can only be a burden, what kind of wealth is it? ”

Yang Tinghe only felt that his head was about to explode, and the buzzing kept ringing! The golden rules of the past are all broken, and I don't know where I am for a while! Jiang Mian was not much better than him, and kept muttering: "Technology, people, no, technology, useful people!" Still not right! Your Highness, as you say, where is the charity? ”

"Duh! Does the enemy need your love? In the same way, you will only hate the person who can destroy, will you punish, will you love him? Lao Jiang, you have been clothed and fed since you were a child, but you always know the ruffians in the countryside! ”

"Yes. What does this have to do with charity? ”

"Hehe, are these useful people?"

"No, it's these people that have been attacked by all dynasties."

"Yes, what about your charity? Why not inflict it on these people? ”

Yang Tinghe said with difficulty: "Respectfully, Your Highness is right, benevolence also has limits. These people who are not only useless but harmful are silverfish, and they only deserve to be removed! Your Highness, Tinghe understands that wealth comes from the creation and labor of useful people, and it can be created in a steady stream. This is also the reason why the population of the prosperous era is the largest! Thank you, Your Highness, for your advice! Ah! ”

Looking at Yang Tinghe, who forgot to be in the carriage, hit his head, Hua Houwei laughed unscrupulously, and Jiang Mian also lowered his head and snorted a few times.

Yang Tinghe's face was flushed, and he stared at the two of them. Suddenly laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, and it became more and more enjoyable: "Haha, I will die at the end of the day!" Today, Tinghe has benefited a lot, and it is a blessing in disguise to hit the carriage! ”

When they arrived at the place, the three of them got out of the car. In front of him was a rice field that stretched to the horizon, and the yellow rice paddies hung their heads shyly.

"This is the reserved farming of instant rice, Master Yang, guess what, how much is the yield per mu?" Hua Houwei excitedly pointed to the rice fields not far away, his face full of pride!

"Six hundred? No, seven hundred pounds? Yang Tinghe really didn't understand the matter of farming, so he hesitated to guess.

"Haha, nine hundred and fifty-nine pounds! Master Yang, the yield per mu is less, are we still afraid that there will be no food to eat? ”

Jiang Mian pounced on the rice field, pulled off a handful, crushed the rice husk, threw the white rice into his mouth, and chewed it carefully. "Your Highness, is it really more than nine hundred catties?"

Yang Tinghe walked around the rice fields, bending down from time to time to inspect the rice. After walking back, he looked happy: "Your Highness, the prosperous world is here!" ”

Hua Houwei shook his head: "It's still far away!" Everyone has a full stomach, everyone has clothes to keep warm and cover their ugliness, Master Yang, the prosperity in my heart is not like this! ”

Isn't this a prosperous age? Yang Tinghe didn't seem to know this little child anymore, he looked at it in a daze, and asked for a long time: "Then in the heart of His Highness, what is a prosperous age?" ”

"No one is illiterate, no one is unclothed, no one is worried about whether they have eaten or not. This is just the first step! The real prosperity should be that the poorest people are not worried about food and clothing, but about eating too fat and affecting their health; Everyone can talk about the scriptures and criticize the omissions of the imperial court's governance, everyone can travel the great mountains and rivers in their leisure time, everyone's children can grow up healthily, and they can read aloud in the school! Master Yang, this is the prosperous age! ”

Yang Tinghe and Jiang Mian are stupid, this is a situation that they can't dream of, and this is the Datong world that the Holy Ancestor doesn't dare to think of! Your Highness, what kind of Highness is this? Such ambitions?

Hua Houwei had a light in his eyes, raised his arms high, and declared loudly: "I am the best in the world, I am the most industrious people, and I have the richest land in the world, why can't I shine in the world?" Why can't we create an unprecedented era of prosperity? I am born to be useful, I am here, I must let the Ming dominate the world, and I must let the sun on the land of the Ming never fall! ”

Jiang Mian looked at Hua Houwei obsessively, looked at the plump and plump rice behind him, and couldn't help but kneel down; Although Yang Tinghe did not kneel, he bowed deeply and performed the disciple salute.

Hua Houwei sobered up from his obscenity, looked back at the two of them, and smiled shyly: "Seeing the smile, I can't take my nonsense seriously." Hey? What are you two doing here? Hurry up, hurry up! ”

Jiang Mian was full of tears: "Your Highness, if it is really as His Highness wishes, Jiang Mian is worth dying at this moment!" Datong World, Datong World, Your Highness, can it really work? ”

Hua Houwei raised his eyebrows, turned around and pointed to the rice field: "Do you think this is the limit?" No! Far from it! The technology is never endless, as long as the conditions are met, it is not a dream to produce 2,000 catties per mu! Even... Forget it, we can't see it, maybe in the future. ”

Yang Tinghe hurriedly asked: "Your Highness, say, say half and leave half, and you are in a hurry to die!" ”

"Hehe, at the end of my dream, someone has already made food out of nothing! A real creation out of nothing, no need for land, just machines! Alas, I really want to go back to my dreams and see that magical world again. You think I'm omnipotent, but in my dream world, that's all! Hua Hou Wei is no longer a six-year-old child at this moment, in a trance, Yang Tinghe and Jiang Mian feel that Hua Hou Wei has become a wise old man, reminiscing about the glory of the past!

After bidding farewell to Huahou Wei, Yang Tinghe fell into silence, and Jiang Mian called him a few times before he reacted: "Ah, Jingzhi, what's the matter?" ”

"Alas, as soon as I come back, I will not be able to give up. Jiefu, what do you think of Your Highness? ”

"I don't know! I really don't know! His Royal Highness's ability and ambition, I am admired by the five-body casting. But for Da Ming, is His Royal Highness good or bad? I really don't know! Yang Tinghe fell into such confusion for the first time after becoming an adult, and he didn't know how to express his complicated feelings for a while.

Jiang Mian was a little confused, what is the situation? Your Highness is so good, but is it wrong? He looked Yang Tinghe up and down, and reached out to touch Yang Tinghe's head, which was opened by Yang Tinghe. "Didn't burn? Jiefu, I don't understand what you're saying! Don't you admire Your Highness very much? ”

"Alas! That's right! His Royal Highness's actions, knowledge, and conduct, I Yang Tinghe are extremely admired! But the more I admired, the more scared I became! Respect, people can't be without awe, but who does Your Highness fear? Who in the world can hold down His Highness? No one! His Royal Highness, who is unrestrained and omnipotent, where is he going with Daming? Either glory or destruction! You say, can I not be afraid? ”