Sun Simiao was helpless by the human behavior of a group of nobles.

Coupled with the fact that these nobles also promised to support him in medical research, Sun Simiao finally accepted his fate.

Of course, in order not to let others annoy him, the old man deliberately engaged in a set of health gymnastics.

No one knows whether the effect is good or not, but the psychological comfort effect is quite good.

Moreover, Sun Simiao's medical treatment is not eclectic, and he can often talk about the psychology of those people.

Wei Zheng invited Ma Zhou to have a drink together, and heard that a new tavern had opened in Chang'an City, the dishes were good, and the types of drinks were complete, all kinds of fruit wine, and rice wine were basically all available.

Ma Zhou thought about it and felt that he wanted to cure his illness and maintain his health, so experiencing life, calming his mind, and maintaining a good mood was the first step.

He also likes to drink.

Wei Zheng and Ma Zhou went back to Menxia Province to say hello, changed their clothes, and walked out of the palace all the way, without taking the carriage, and walked to the tavern.

In the tavern, Wei Zheng ordered two vegetarian cold dishes and two meat dishes.

I asked for four jugs of wine with different tastes.

Ma Zhou poured himself a glass, first sniffed it, and then tasted it carefully, and sighed: "When I first came to Chang'an in the early years of Zhenguan, I stayed at Zhonglang General's house, and I traveled to Chang'an at that time, not to mention this unique flavor of fruit wine, it is this tavern, there are not a few, and it is not easy to find one. ”

"It's good now, an ordinary tavern, dozens of kinds of wine, and it's all cheap."

Wei Zheng smiled and continued: "Isn't this all the result of our efforts?" ”

Both of them are officials who came out of the bottom, and they never look at the prosperity of the world, but never at the top, but at the lives of the people at the bottom.

At this time, sitting in the tavern and looking at the people drinking inside, they can feel the prosperity.

The fact that the people have spare money to drink and their clothes are not all tattered proves that the people are living a good life.

"Because of the waterways in Luoyang, the economy is said to be developing better, have you been there, Duke Wei?"

Ma Zhou looked at the pickled fish made by the store and asked Wei Zheng with a smile.

Nodding, Wei Zheng said softly: "I've been there, if Chang'an is already extremely prosperous, then Luoyang can be said to be a commercial city." ”

"However, they are different from other cities, and the reason why Luoyang is prosperous is that it is a gold cave, and many wealthy businessmen like to go there."

"The most beautiful Oiran in Datang, the best song and dance in Datang, and the best performative entertainment in Datang are all there."

"The rich people spend money there, play wantonly, and the economy is very terrifying, in order to ensure high-quality play, a lot of jobs have been created, and the local people in Luoyang have been employed."

Ma Zhouguang listened to Wei Zheng's description and knew what kind of prosperous scenery Luoyang was.

He didn't care too much, though.

"King Bin, what do you think about the future?"

Wei Zheng took a bite of braised pork and asked with a smile.

Ma Zhou said without thinking: "I don't have any ideas, I just want to live quietly and plainly." ”

"I already hold fame and fortune in my hands, and I also give the shadow that should be given to my juniors, and the rest is to pursue my own fame."

Wei Zheng raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Ma Zhou to say such a thing.

He thought that a young man like Ma Zhou would fight again and grab it, but it turned out to be just such a bland attitude.

In his eyes, Ma Zhou is in the prime of life, and it is the time when he is full of energy, physical strength, and ambition.

Forty years old is the best time for a man.

There is a little more stability than young people, and a little more enterprising spirit than the elderly.

At such an age, it is the most beautiful and best time for people.

But Ma Zhou seems to have a desireless attitude, which is really strange.

Ma Zhou looked at Wei Zheng's puzzled expression and said with a smile: "Duke Wei, I don't want to build a rich and noble family, I don't want to build a brilliant family, and I don't want to go out to build a country. ”

"My idea is very simple, the future world is destined to change, in this case, it is better to work hard to cultivate the talents of future generations, they can become eight-grade officials by virtue of their talents, then they will be eight-grade officials, and if they can become first-class officials, then they will be first-class, and this is up to them."

"Otherwise, even if I create a huge family business, they are incapable, and they can't keep it."

"So, everything is fate, I see it very openly."

Ma Zhou's soft voice made Wei Zheng show an expression that was as it was, and he knew it in his heart.

Wei Zheng raised his wine glass and toasted Ma Zhou.

"King Bin, respect is peaceful, and the years are quiet."

"Yes, it's good to respect the years."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and drank together.

Then the two began to talk about the world, from the internal policies of the Tang Dynasty to the families in Central Asia, as well as the construction of overseas islands.

The two finally summed up a truth, if you want to get rich, you have to build roads.

If we want to improve the quality of life of the people, we have to build roads, and we have to turn the economy and materials around.

If it doesn't turn around, Datang's economy will gradually reach its limit.

"Probably when the war in Central Asia and South Asia is over, and the hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers invested by Datang will return, Datang's road construction will be faster."

"You know, now that even the Xia people have been conscripted to build roads, and today I also saw a local official propose a way to put those slaves purchased from abroad into building roads."

"At the same time, there are also applications for gunpowder to be used in road construction."

Wei Zheng thought of the twists and turns he had seen in the past two days, and said helplessly.

Ma Zhou put down his chopsticks, pondered for a while, and then sighed: "It's all a good way, but the only problem is that once those slaves are squeezed, they can't be let go, and gunpowder is easy to cause the rise of civilian forces, which is not good for national security." ”

"It's hard to evaluate."

Wei Zheng and Ma Zhou have always rejected the situation of gunpowder entering the people.

If you ask the reason, it is that the martial arts of the Tang Dynasty are too abundant, and those people are too smart.

As long as the formula of gunpowder is in contact with each other, it can be reversed by those who have a heart.

And with the abundant martial arts of the people of the Tang Dynasty, it is really possible to do something to send him to the West Heaven when he meets someone who is unhappy.

In particular, after officials in some places are unable to fulfill the demands of the people, the people will not think about whether the official is in trouble, but will only feel that the official is not responsible.

For example, if the people of a certain area live in a village on the mountain, they ask the officials to build roads and build them without moving down.

Officials calculate the cost, naturally they don't want to care, there is that time, how good it is to get more benefits for the people under the mountain.

But if the people in this village don't do it, they will make trouble, but they are not willing to move down, and they would rather walk a super long way every time they work than move down.

If such people come into contact with gunpowder, they may be in a bad mood one day and blow up officials.

Of course, Wei Zheng and the others didn't know that in the future, there would be more tangled situations.

When the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is incorporated into the country, it is the most troublesome to appease the people on it.

That's really not good, can't go up.

Even if you have altitude sickness, you need to be fatal to transport supplies.

The people on it may fall down when they walk on their own, and the people are gone, let alone build roads for them.

Next, Wei Zheng and Ma Zhou had some discussions on how to appease the people and give them a better life.

Of course, because they don't work in Miyagi, the two of them should also make small talk.

(End of chapter)