At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

After seeing this, Ji Pingjun's eyes became hot, "Uncle Pei Tong is so righteous, but we don't know."

He sacrificed his life to help Prince Huai raise an army, and his cause was justified.

Chu Heng looked at the floating tea leaves and sighed, "It's a pity that my father didn't know the intention of my great-grandfather until his death."

After saying this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, raised his cup, and drank the tea in one gulp.

My father and grandfather both learned the ways of benevolent rulers since childhood.

In the end, it was the unkind and unjust people who rose to high positions.

Everyone in the world praises Chu Heng as a benevolent and wise ruler, but only he knows...

He is not as kind and righteous as his father, and is not even half as righteous as his grandfather.

He has great ambitions, otherwise he would not have agreed to so many of Xie Yuheng's weird policies.

For example, in the spring, the cattle and horses that harassed the Xiongnu people mated...

It seemed that when he was young, his father always whispered in his ear that the throne was passed to the incompetent Chu Tianchen.

He always wanted to prove himself, to prove that his lineage was no worse than Chu Tianchen's.

What you don’t get when you are young will haunt you for the rest of your life!

Chu Heng walked to the desk with heavy steps and picked up a booklet.

This was given to him by Xie Yuheng on the city wall that day.

It is stated above that in the country of Tianzhu, southwest of Daliang, the birthplace of Buddhism, crops can be harvested three times a year!

Three cooked!

Over the past thousands of years, so many monks have traveled to India to study Buddhism, and they are really tight-lipped!

If we can get this precious land, the living standards of the people in Daliang will be greatly improved.

As for the life and death of the indigenous people, it was obviously not within Chu Heng's consideration.

Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.

At most, they will be like the Koreans. Those who can be assimilated will be assimilated, and those who cannot will be forced to do hard labor in the mines.

Chu Heng couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this.

Ji Pingjun covered his lips with a handkerchief and said with a smile: "Everyone says you are an old child, an old child."

"I look at Wang Xing'er. He hasn't turned into an old man yet. Instead, he has become an old child."

"Crying and laughing at the same time, Zheng'er doesn't do that."

Chu Heng was embarrassed, "I think that people get redder when they are around red people, and blacker when they are around black people."

"My thoughts now are not much different from that little fellow Xie Yuheng. He always wants to be a bandit and seize other people's territory..."

"Pfft——" Ji Pingjun laughed.

"What's the big deal? Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy."

"History books are written by the victors. People in later generations will only praise your majesty for his foresight."

Chu Heng returned to the table with the booklet in hand, "It wasn't me who had foresight, it was Xie Yuheng."

"I don't know what's wrong with that little head of his to know so much..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Chu Heng began to believe the identity of the certain divine bird a little more.

"Well... let me take a look..." Ji Pingjun took the booklet and started reading it quickly.

"To the east of Daliang is the island nation of Fuso. Further away, across many oceans, there is a continent..."

"Its terrain is flat, which is good for agricultural development, but it is independent from the outside world. Do you suggest attacking it last?"

When Ji Pingjun read this, his brows slightly frowned, "This is the first time I've heard that there are other places further away from Fusang."

Chu Heng added tea to the two people's teacups and said with a smile: "Just keep watching, there are other things."

"To the west of India, there is a large amount of lacquer. And to the southwest of the lacquer land, there is a continent covered with gold!"

"My humble opinion is that when Daliang develops to a certain level, it should implement the gold standard..."

Ji Pingjun lowered his eyes and looked at the explanation about the 'gold standard'.

'That is: the national currency is linked to gold, and each currency unit has a corresponding gold exchange rate.'

Ji Pingjun: ???

No wonder Chu Heng said he had a headache two days ago.