Elf version of the Three Kingdoms

"Lord, do you know what the biggest lie in the world is?" Xun Yue asked.

Yuan Shu thought for a moment, then scratched his head. It was obvious that he didn't know.

Any prince can tell something, even if he doesn't know, he still has to say something to save face, but Yuan Shu has no such worries.

"The people of Ming Dynasty were tired of war, so a certain wise king stood up and led everyone towards peace." Xun You pointed at Yuan Shu and said seriously.

"In these troubled times, after you, your brother, Dong Zhuo, Cao Cao, Liu Yu, Liu Yan, Liu Biao and even Liu Bei, the most inconspicuous member of the coalition, put an end to this troubled times, the history books will generally record it like this."

Xun Youzhan sneered, "But the actual situation is that most of the Dawn people are dead, so peace can come."

Xun You placed his and Yuan Shu's teacups containing wine on the table and filled a teacup with wine.

"There is only so much land in the world, and there will always be a time when it is all planted, and there will be more and more people in the world. If one acre of land can feed one person, then when it can be used to feed one person with three or four acres of land, , and peace will come.”

Even though the tea cup had already filled more liquid, Xun Or still didn't stop pouring the wine.

"Keren will grow."

Saying that, Xun You took out two more teacups.

"If a couple starts giving birth at the age of 20, it will be calculated based on the standard of one child every three years, two of the three will still be born, and one of the three will die before the age of ."

Xun or this was the minimum standard in peacetime. Five children were born in fifteen years, and two died in infancy.

"By the time the couple is thirty, they will have at least two surviving children."

Xun or poured the wine from one cup into the cups of other wives and children.

“But this is the first generation, so there’s still room to spare.”

Xun or filled all the glasses with wine.

"This is fifteen years, and it's only fifteen years."

Social resources no longer grow but the population continues to grow. This is the most fundamental reason for the demise of every dynasty. The solution is also very simple - just die.

The prosperity after the change of dynasties has a direct causal relationship with the death of a large number of people. The prosperity generally only appears in the early period of a dynasty, and basically does not appear in the middle and late stages, unless a group of people die for some reason.

None of the hundreds of schools of thought had ever talked about this kind of thing, which left Yuan Shu stunned.

"In addition, there are the increasingly large upper-class groups such as nobles, officials, and aristocratic families, as well as the middle class that serves them and has broken away from farming. Coupled with the decline in peacetime mortality and the increase in births."

No one would calculate this kind of thing. If we follow Xun or's calculation, every achievement in the prosperous age and every prosperity of the population will push the entire country one step further into the abyss...

So what is the meaning of calming down troubled times?

Recuperate and wait for four hundred years for another troubled world?

"Jie Ruo, this..." Yuan Shu was a little confused.

Although he didn't quite understand it, Yuan Shu's intuition felt that what Xun Yu said did make sense.

"So, Jie Ruo, what you mean is that the foundation of governing the world lies in population?"

Xun You nodded, "That's right. My lord must still have many questions at this moment."

Smiling, he poured all the wine in the teacup on the ground and kicked over the crustacean who was about to come over to lick the wine. Xun Or rubbed his feet without changing his expression while continuing to fool the confused Yuan Shu (crossed out ) preach.

"All questions about the Lord can actually be summarized in two questions."

Xun or pointed to a teacup on the table.

"population"

Then, he pointed to another tea cup.

"Resources"

Pushing the two teacups in front of Yuan Shu, Xun You continued to ask, "My Lord, does he know why the northern nomads often go south to plunder without interruption?"

Although Yuan Shu has never been to the north, he can still answer this question.

"I still know this. Just like what you said just now, Xie Ruo, the Hu people are not good at farming mulberry trees, and the north is not suitable for planting, so they don't have enough food to survive the winter and will go south to plunder."

Xun You nodded, with an expression on his face - "Oh, my apprentice has finally learned to be smart."

"That's it. Regardless of success or failure in plundering our Han people, those who survive will have more resources. In fact, Liu Yu, Liu Youzhou's trade with the Hu people in the north can indeed be exchanged for more than ten or twenty years. Peace, but a hundred years later, there are more and more barbarians, but the materials they can exchange for food are getting less and less."

"At this time, what do you think the barbarian leaders will do?"

Yuan Shu suddenly realized that if Yuan Shu had only scratched the surface of what Xun Yu said just now, then Yuan Shu now fully understood Xun Yu's theory.

"At this time, the only option is to launch a war against us, and whether they win or lose, this war will be their victory."

After saying this, Yuan Shu's expression became unnatural, "So, Jie Ruo, you mean that the conquests in these troubled times are actually reducing the population so that the remaining people can survive?"

As a son of a proud family, it was difficult for Yuan Shu to accept this statement.

But after calming down, Yuan Shu realized that his statement was indeed correct.

There is a piece of land here that can produce two bowls of rice a day and can feed two people. But now there are four people, so we can only eliminate the other two.

I can agree rationally, but emotionally...

Who can cold-bloodedly agree with this theory?

Suddenly, the feeling of "loss" crept into that proud heart for the first time.

"So, my lord, do you want to transcend this necessity?"

At this moment, Xun You's calm and confident voice reached Yuan Shu's ears.

"dong dong"

The drum sounds from the heart, a sonorous and passionate sound.

It is the stirring of the heart and the joy of the soul.

"Please……"

Once again, Yuan Shu met Xun He's indifferent eyes.

After bowing solemnly, Yuan Shu at this moment was no longer as casual as usual.

"Sir teach me!"

This was the second time Yuan Shu said this to Xun Yu. When he said this just now, what was burning in his heart was his ambition to open up history.

And now...

At this moment, Yuan Shu's heart was burning with another stronger emotion.

At this moment, he seemed to have found the true meaning of his life, just like the sky that Aotian longed for.

At this moment, the goal named "Yuan Benchu", the necessity named "Three Gongs", and the so-called identity of "the legitimate son of the Yuan family" were all forgotten by him.

His name is Yuan Shu.

Technique is the method.

Road is also a road.

Gong... is no longer the "three Gongs".

The world is "public"!

Its name!

Yuan Shu, Yuan Gongli!

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