I, Dong Zhuo, love the people like a son

It is impossible for a 17-year-old woman like herself to accuse Dong Zhuo of his mistakes so mercilessly without making the other party unhappy.

It's all because this guy pretended too well just now, letting himself relax his vigilance for a while... If his father is implicated in this matter, it will be a disaster for the entire Cai Mansion.

Thinking of this, she immediately bowed in the carriage, and remedied: "Uncle, my little girl doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and she speaks nonsense for a while, I hope uncle will forgive me!"

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and remained silent, not daring to look at Dong Zhuo.

But when he was terrified, he heard Dong Zhuo's leisurely voice: "Aren't you hungry?"

"Huh?..." Cai Yan was taken aback for a moment, completely unable to keep up with Old Dong's train of thought.

"It's past noon, the old man is already hungry, so let's go to this restaurant to eat and talk... Hey, hey, why are you kneeling down?"

As he said that, he quickly pulled Cai Yan up, and said in a doting tone that looked at the silly daughter of the landlord's family: "This child is so hungry that he can't stand still and doesn't make a sound. Are you afraid that uncle won't have money to invite you?"

"Eat, eat... chat while eating?"

Cai Yan, who was lifted up, looked dazed, looking at the smiling fat face in front of him, she always felt a little unreal: Your face was sinking like water just now, were you seriously watching which restaurant's food was good or not?

In addition, isn't Sai Wufu on your side murderous, cruel and violent?

Why, why do I feel... There is no airs at all, and she is very amiable?

Chapter 22

In the private room by the window on the second floor of the restaurant, Cai Yan frowned as Dong Zhuo took out a knife and evenly spread the vinegar sauce on a piece of preserved deer.He took another piece of steaming Hubing, cut a semicircular opening, and then stuffed the deer breast into it.

Then, he took a mouthful of rougamo and a bowl of noodle soup with two mouthfuls of pickled radish, mallow, turnip and other side dishes in between.

After a raging meal, another mouthful of sweet honey water entered his stomach, and he stopped in satisfaction.

"Uncle, uncle's meal is really..."

After watching it in a daze, Cai Yan didn't know what to say: "Dong Zhuo never tires of fine food and fine meat, but he devours it like a wolf and doesn't care about etiquette at all."Call him vulgar and vulgar, there are so many tricks to eat a preserved deer and a mustache...

"Hey, there is no way..." Dong Zhuo was also quite distressed, and waved his hand and said, "The conditions are limited, so my niece can use some as she pleases. When the time is right, uncle will treat you to a good meal."

Really limited.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, let alone sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, onions, peppers, carrots, and cocoa beans, there were no iron pans and soy sauce.Please ask Cai Yan to go to the restaurant, let alone eat fried vegetables, even the Tongguan version of Roujiamo is not authentic.

The only hope is to wait for the system to unlock more features.

Thinking of this, he became even more eager for popular support, and handed over the Shanzhai Tongguan Roujiamo that he had made in his hand: "My niece eats it too, let's chat while eating... Well, why do you feel scared when you hear about emphasizing agriculture and suppressing business?" Like a tiger?"

"Oh, thank you uncle..." The stupid Cai Yan took it in a daze, took a bite subconsciously, and realized that the hummus cake had a special flavor when eaten like this, and took another sip of rice soup before realizing: "Yes, emphasizing agriculture and suppressing business …Uncle, do you know when did this national policy originate?”

"Qin State, Shang Yang's reform."

Old Dong replied fluently, with a proud face: Thank you junior high school history teacher for being a turbulent beauty, who made me love my house and crows at an age of hormonal restlessness, full of interest in the subject of history, and my knowledge is still fresh in my memory.

Cai Yan couldn't help being taken aback, and blurted out: "What uncle said is true, nieces shouldn't judge people by their appearance."

Dong Zhuo's hand, which was hidden in his sleeve, was stiff at that moment: Judging people by their appearance? ...meaning I'm ugly?

Then I go?

"This policy is indeed proposed by Shang Yang. The so-called prosperity of the country is also due to the agricultural war. The peasants are few and the tourists are many, so the country is poor and dangerous. The people in its territory are all merchants. They are skilled and avoid agricultural wars. The subjugation of the country is not far away.”

After speaking, Cai Yan looked at Dong Zhuo: "Do you think so, Uncle?"

"Otherwise." Old Dong restrained his emotions, shook his head and said, "At that time, Qin had not yet been unified. In order to compete with the six countries, the first task was farming and war. From this, the well fields were abandoned, the fields were opened, and all efforts were made to tie the heads of Li, Shu and Guizhou to the land. , so that it is either producing food or fighting, of course there is no problem."

"But from the Qin Dynasty to the unification of the Han Dynasty, especially in the hundreds of years of productivity... er, after the innovation and improvement of agriculture, handicrafts, etc., folk materials have been abundant. Otherwise, there would be no shortage of supply in the three cities of Luoyang."

After hearing these words, Cai Yan was stunned: this clear thinking, this far-sightedness, is simply talking about the past and the present from the height of history.In particular, the difference between the present and the past is even more like seeing the fire, which is very agreeable.

She was a little dazed.

Didn't it mean that this fat man was a frontier martial artist, brutal, vulgar and shallow, and only by being cunning and shameless for a while could he steal the high position and win the crown? ...

Why does it feel like it's not Uncle Dong who is sitting in front of him at this moment, but his father.

Yes, it was Cai Yong, the Confucian father who was famous for his talents, temperament, and calligraphy.

But even Cai Yong has never had such a great commentary on ancient and modern times.

Under the great shock, her thoughts were completely confused. Although her bright eyes were wide open, they were not focused.

Then he saw a big hand dangling in front of his eyes, and he suddenly realized it, and blushed instantly: "Uncle, what are you doing?..."

Dong Zhuo also didn't understand, he retracted his hand and said in confusion: "I just answered a question, why are you as if you were struck by lightning, and you are so stupid?"

"Uncle, my niece didn't do anything outrageous, how can I be struck by lightning?" The astonished and shy Cai Yan couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this: "My niece just... just didn't expect my uncle to have such a beauty in his belly."

"It's Jinxiu, it's pancakes, preserved deer, and some pickled vegetables." Dong Zhuo patted his stomach on purpose again, as if he wanted to see what was inside.

Cai Yan, who has always been rigorous, has never seen this before, and couldn't help covering her sleeves and laughing.

A beauty is a beauty, every frown and smile, slight anger and slight anger are rare scenery in the world.

Old Dong couldn't help but feel that the room is full of spring, bright and beautiful, and at the same time secretly complacent: Well, the technique of flirting with girls is still very good.

Cai Yan had never been so relaxed before, her smile trembled a little, and she finally restrained herself before saying seriously: "My uncle is right, but my daughter still doesn't agree."

"Even if you don't talk about the strategy of governing the country, just from the perspective of the people of Li and common people, I don't think there is any benefit in being busy with merchants."

As he spoke, he continued to quote the scriptures: "Those who have perseverance without permanent wealth are the only ones who can do it. If you are a citizen, you will have no permanent wealth because you have no perseverance. If you don't have perseverance, you will be extravagant to ward off evil, and you will do everything!"

Dong Zhuo shuddered when he heard the words, the words were a bit serious: After all, the so-called permanent property is the land, and if the people have no land, the world will be in chaos!

"What's more, merchants get something for nothing, hoard for odds, and use treachery for profit. If the business of merchants flourishes, the world will be poisoned, the people will be deceived for profit, and people's hearts will not be old. Uncle, what can I do?"

At this time, Cai Yan didn't realize that his tone had changed.

Although he didn't show it before, he thought in his heart that he was answering Dong Zhuo's questions.But after listening to the last reply, the attitude has changed to a discussion.

Dong Zhuo also frowned and thought for a moment after hearing this, and then replied: "Niece, you are changing the concept secretly... Permanent property does not necessarily refer to land. If a merchant runs a shop, integrity-based, reputation, and people around Come to him to buy everything you need, so why not a permanent fortune?"

"This?……"

Cai Yan was stunned for a moment. As a native of the small-scale peasant economy, she naturally believed that the permanent property was land, and she never thought that business as a business could also be counted as permanent property.

"As for the profiteering you mentioned, I don't deny it."

"However, as you said, if he wants to use it as a permanent property, he still needs to operate with integrity. Otherwise, the reputation will be bad, and the people will not buy from him. How can we continue?"

"What's more, this kind of behavior is what we will resolutely fight against."

"Education must be carried forward, and rewarding good and eliminating evil must not be stopped. If they are exiled, it is not because the court officials have foresight, but because they are lazy and lazy in governing!"

"Uncle..." After hearing this, Cai Yan took a serious look at Dong Zhuo again, blinked her bright eyes slightly, and exhaled like blue: "So it sounds like uncle is not looking for my father on a whim, but has a long-term plan."

"That's right, people's lives are so difficult, it's good to have a slight change."

Looking at the window, Old Dong seemed to express his feelings: "Although my uncle was born in the family of a county captain, Liangzhou is a place of bitter cold, and it is not as prosperous as Luoyang. In addition, I have traveled since I was a child, and I have seen too many families of Li Shu and Guizhou chiefs with nothing left. "

"If we can make it easier for them to purchase this time, so what if the world is against you?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and smiled: "After all, uncle's reputation is not very good...Since they say that I am arrogant and domineering, why not be more arrogant and domineering?"

"Uncle..." Cai Yan's expression gradually became solemn after hearing this.Immediately thereafter, she bowed gracefully on the spot and said: "On behalf of the common people in the world, my daughter, I thank my uncle for his kindness."

Unexpectedly, just as Dong Zhuo was about to help her up, Cai Yan raised his head again, and said slowly, "But this national policy of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce, my little girl still thinks that it should not be moved lightly..."

Chapter 23 The Daughter's Aesthetics Are Abolished

After listening to Cai Yan's words, Dong Zhuo took a closer look at her figure: she was slender, with a willow waist, and could even be said to be a little thin...

Well, one punch should be completely irresistible, right?

No way, it's so annoying!

After talking for a long time, I thought that the coffin was going to be settled, but in the end, the coffin was lifted up and the grave was danced. Who can bear it?

Poor Cai Yan didn't know that Dong Zhuo was planning such a cruel plan, so he still said solemnly: "Uncle, do you know how my niece spent the past few years?"

"Uh...not sure."

"Eight years ago, my father went up to impeach the treacherous officials, but was falsely accused by the thieves and exiled to Shuofang County. Cai's family went all the way to eat and sleep in the open, weathering the wind and rain."

"The father, who was obsessed with Confucianism, did not do ordinary work, and his mother took care of him all the way. However, the mother was weak, and eventually died of illness on the way, and then all the work was done by the niece."

"I finally waited for the next year's amnesty, thinking that I could finally return to my homeland, but unexpectedly, I was falsely accused by the eunuch party of slandering the court, so I had to flee for my life in Jianghai again, and went away to the land of Wuhui to hide for six years..."

Speaking of this, Cai Yan couldn't help showing sadness.

Dong Zhuo also looked sad when he heard the words, it was hard to imagine how much Cai Yan, who was only ten years old, had to suffer all the way with that nerdy father.

"My niece has a bad fate, it's a pity..."

Slowly helping Cai Yan up, Dong Zhuo seemed to empathize with him, and said sincerely: "Uncle was not easy back then. I remember that my father and elder brother died early, and the family was poor and had no one to depend on, with only one cattle."

"There is no way, uncle can only go to the land of Qianghu and fight with one's life. After trying to gain some fame, the leaders of those Qianghu tribes came to visit at home."

"When you come, you are a guest, but at that time, my uncle's house was empty and there was nothing to entertain others. With blood in my heart and tears in my eyes, I slaughtered the only farm cattle in the family..."

Hearing this, and watching Dong Zhuo gently wipe the non-existent tears twice, Cai Yan's bright eyes were full of puzzlement: "Uncle, uncle...why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"I, I am..." Dong Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Why is my niece saying this all of a sudden?"

"My niece wants to tell my uncle that in the early years I traveled around and saw too many people who were hungry and cold. It wasn't the kind of anointed people who didn't know the suffering of the people..."

"Yes, that's what you mean?..." Dong Zhuo came to his senses and immediately relaxed: "Hey, I thought we were participating in an audition."

"Pick, pick?"

"No, it's the kind that no matter how talented you are, you must first tell the story of your life experience. It's best if your parents are dead, but you have a dream..." After a pause, Dong Zhuo waved his hand: "Uh, what the hell are you doing?" What do you want to say?"

There are several jumps in a paragraph, and there are a lot of incomprehensible nouns, Cai Yan looks confused even if he is well-educated.In the end, he blinked, and finally came to a conclusion for himself: Uncle, this is... I have learned a lot of knowledge.

Gathering his mind, he gathered his fragmented thoughts and said, "During these years of wandering, my niece has had the most contact with Li, Shu and Qianshou, and I know their situation well. Uncle knows that an ordinary family of five occupies an area of ​​one hundred mu. , How much will you get from planting millet in one year?"

"No, I don't know..."

"If the weather is good and the weather is good, the people in this family can have a harvest of about 150 shi. However, after digging out rations, land rent, calculations, seeds, and farm tools, this family can only barely survive. In case of floods, droughts, diseases, Funerals or other accidents, or the increase of state taxes and duties, the family members are in danger of bankruptcy, starvation, and exile.”

"Well, then what?" Old Dong didn't understand what Cai Yan wanted to say.

"What my niece wants to say is that the life of the common people in the Han Dynasty is actually extremely difficult, and they are completely unable to trade. Even if my uncle liberalizes business, it is a tree without roots and water without a source."

Hearing this, Dong Zhuo finally understood: the premise of the transaction is that the products are sufficient and there is a surplus, if every family cannot afford food, business will be out of the question.

Previously, her discussion from the perspective of governing the country and the head of Li, Shu and Guizhou was just superficial.The real root is that the Han Dynasty has not yet broken the productivity foundation of "emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce".

However, he is still very confused when he understands it: "Ordinary township people are indeed like what my niece said, Li Shu inherits the inheritance of cattle and horses, and eats the food of dogs and pigs... But Luoyang is the first good place with a population of one million. The city has already matured, and the Nanshi city is on the rise, so there is a solid foundation for opening up business."

"Uncle, uncle only wants to open the commercial restrictions in Luoyang first?" Cai Yan was also a little surprised: You, a powerful minister who dominates the court and covers the sky with one hand, only sees three farmers' markets in Jinmanan, Luoyang?

What about your vision and heart?

What about the momentum and erudition of ancient and modern times just now?

Old Dong was also quite helpless, under the surprised eyes of the little girl, he said in a low voice: "Li Shu is bitterly cold, uncle knows of course, he just wants to start with Luoyang first, and set an example before we talk about it."

Unbalanced regional development, of course, must be tailored to suit the location, and one size fits all cannot be implemented.

The other is to make it easier for the people in Luoyang to buy things, and earn some popularity points to unlock new functions.On the contrary, you little girl, you can't tell if your breasts are big or not, but your heart is really big...

"If, if it's just Luoyang, it should still be feasible, right?..."

Cai Yan had no experience in politics, so he said the following words very cautiously: "No, but the idea of ​​emphasizing agriculture and suppressing business has been passed down for hundreds of years and is deeply rooted. Presumably, uncle will be criticized and boycotted."

"And, even if it's just the three cities of Luoyang, there will be many aspects involved..."

"That's right, there must be a charter for the equalization of losses, the selection of talents, and the reform of business and taxation." Speaking of this, Dong Zhuo became depressed: "Those guys under my uncle are good at killing and setting fire. There are also some conspiracies and tricks, but there is only a shortage of talents like my niece who are so big and profound, and who are in charge of government affairs."

After finishing speaking, he cast his eyes straight on Cai Yan, and even blinked twice, very ambiguous.

Cai Yan, who was thinking hard, noticed the fiery gaze, and immediately... Xiafei's cheeks, a deer in her heart thumped non-stop!

Of course, she didn't find the winking eyes of a 51-year-old, greasy, ugly and fat old man so attractive, but she instantly understood the intention behind the eyes: Tai, Mr. Taiwei... want me to advise you on this matter?

A kind of wild hope that she had never had before rose from her chest, which made her shocked and terrified: can women also seek politics? Isn't this the cock of the morning?

But, how much trust and honor is this?

In the midst of distress and excitement, an anxious and terrified voice suddenly came: "Taiwei, this is absolutely unacceptable!..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a gray-haired old man in a Confucian robe, like a cow guarding a calf, prostrated himself in front of old Dong without hesitation.

Behind him was Li Ru, who looked astonished, ashamed and angry.

"Taiwei, the little girl is young and ignorant, she speaks nonsense, I hope the Taiwei forgives her sins!" Cai Yong, who was kneeling on the ground, panicked and almost cried.