The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

When he saw Shangguan Wudi coming in, he was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to ask about the situation, he heard Shangguan Wudi anxiously say, "Your Majesty, the remaining 150,000 troops have rebelled. Hurry...we have to leave, otherwise...when the rebels enter the palace, we won't be able to escape!"

Shangguan Wudi's words rang in Jiang Zheng's ears like thunder. He was stunned for a long time. His army actually rebelled. How could this be possible! ?

He was unaware that he was doing evil things and was only thinking about himself. He had no care for the people of Liao and Xia and even exploited his own soldiers, who had long been complaining about him.

The attack of the Dashi Army is just a fuse. Once ignited, it will explode completely.

He slumped down on the throne, standing there in a daze. After a long moment, he finally let out a crazy, bitter smile.

"Hahaha...good...good, I actually lost to Old Eight again...hahaha...why, why am I not as good as him...I don't accept it...I don't accept it..."

"I am extremely smart. I have killed the eldest, third, and fifth brother, but why can't I kill the eighth brother? Why..."

After the frenzy, he slowly calmed down, feeling endless resentment in his heart. He couldn't understand why he had endured for so long and finally had the chance to sit in that position, but in the end he was forced to flee Dayan.

For this, he paid too much, even at the cost of inviting a wolf into the house, even at the cost of doing things that would bring disaster to Dayan and colluding with foreign enemies, but in the end!

All he did was just nourishment for Jiang Fan to achieve military exploits. He became a despised existence. He finally built a foundation in Liaoxia, but it collapsed at the most glorious moment.

"Your Majesty, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Let's go to the Western Regions, where there may still be a chance to make a comeback." Shangguan Wudi said at this time.

Jiang Zheng was slightly stunned when he heard this, but soon, he looked determined and nodded.

"That's right, I haven't lost yet... Let's go... Let's go to the Western Regions..." Then, Jiang Zheng stood up from the throne, he quickly left the palace without taking anything with him.

It's not that he didn't want to take them, but time didn't allow it. It was too late. He didn't want his concubines, wealth, etc. He could only take a few hundred people with him.

As soon as they escaped from the palace, they ran into nearly 10,000 henchmen who had fled back. After the rebellion began, some of the henchmen were fighting and retreating.

These people knew that the situation was hopeless, so they came to find Jiang Zheng, the backbone of the group.

Seeing the more than 10,000 people who escaped, although Jiang Zheng was angry and unwilling, he still fled with more than 10,000 people!

When the Chu brothers arrived at the royal capital, what they saw was a chaotic battlefield, as well as Liaoxia nobles and a group of surrendered soldiers who were waiting to greet them outside the royal capital.

From then on, Liaoxia fell into Jiang Fan's hands.

At the foot of a mountain outside of Onishi Kyoto, there are many people firing kilns, and there is also a workshop for firing cement.

Workshops like this sprang up all over Daxi like mushrooms after a rain, and the people who built these workshops were sent from Dayan.

The bricks and stones fired here are gradually heading towards Kyoto. In addition to the workshops built by Dayan here, there are countless similar workshops built by Daxi people.

At this time, Jiang Fan was inspecting here with Li Changle, Zhong Ling and dozens of other guards.

At this time, Li Changle was pregnant, and it looked like she was four or five months pregnant. Although it was not big, her belly was not small either. Although she was pregnant, it did not affect her travel.

Looking at the people working hard in front of her, a smile appeared on her face.

Along the way, she saw so many changes, not only houses made of bricks and tiles, but also wide roads built of cement, which led all the way to the capital.

On this road, you can see many carriages passing by, loaded with goods. The whole Daxi is moving in a good direction.

With the help of Jiang Fan, Li Changle came to a brick manufacturing workshop. In the wooden shed, dozens of brick makers were making bricks.

Many workers were transporting raw materials. Brick and tile houses had become popular in Kyoto, and many places had begun to build brick and tile houses. Therefore, the entire capital had a huge demand for bricks and tiles.

In this area, there are dozens of people working in the brick kilns alone, and there are dozens of kilns for firing cement. Of course, in addition to these, there are also kilns for firing tiles.

It can be said that the mountains outside the capital stretch for dozens of miles and are full of such workshops. There are tens of thousands of people working and living here.

There was even a town of brick houses built not far away.

"Old man, are you paid for your work?" Li Changle looked at one of the workers who was nearly 50 years old and smiled.

The busy workers were a little afraid when they saw Li Changle and others coming. Apart from concentrating on their work, no one dared to step forward to say hello.

Hearing Li Changle's question, the old man looked a little reserved, but still answered: "In reply to your question, sir, we are paid. In addition to guaranteeing three meals a day, the workshop also pays a basic salary of ten cents a day. In addition, the more you work, the more you earn!"

"If we work hard, we can earn 100 coins a day, and sometimes 200 coins!" When the old man said this, he smiled with a simple and honest smile. His eyes were filled with endless happiness.

Seeing the old man like this, Li Changle couldn't help but turn his head to look at Jiang Fan, with love in his eyes.

Although he only saw happiness on the old man's face, he also saw it on other people's faces when he came here.

It was a kind of satisfaction with life and a vision for the future. The basic salary of ten cents a day was not much. After all, the value of a pound of rice was ten cents. Brown rice was also five cents a pound.

Ten coins would probably only be enough for one person's daily food supply. If it was used to support a family of several people, they might not even have enough food to eat.

However, in addition to the basic salary, you can also earn according to your work, with a minimum of 100 wen and a maximum of 200 wen. What does this mean?

That is to say, if they worked hard for a day, they could get 10 kilograms of refined grain and 20 kilograms of coarse grain. This was not just a matter of food and clothing. As long as they kept working, their lives would definitely become more and more prosperous.

No wonder these people can't stop smiling, even if they are sweating and their backs are too tired to straighten, but they see hope.

"Father-in-law, you earn so much money, what are you going to do with it?" Li Changle looked at the old man and said again.

"Sir, we don't have any big ambitions. We just want to live a good and stable life after we make money. When we have money, I want to find a house and a wife for my son so that our family can continue. When we have more money, I want to let my youngest son go to school."

"Now, academies have been opened in various places. I heard that children can read free books for nine years on a compulsory basis. Although it is said to be free, I don't know if it is really free. If we save some money for their education, we will have more hope for our future!"

The old man was a little reserved at first, but as he spoke more, he couldn't contain the joy in his heart.