I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"I don't think I can change anything about you. I just think you should be nicer to yourself." She just smiled and added the spices to the incense burner, lit it carefully, and the incense slowly spread in the room.

Lin Lin opened his eyes slightly, his eyes were like deep pools of water: "What do you want to ask me for?"

The woman paused for a moment, but she still carefully closed the lid of the incense burner without making any sound. "Whatever I ask you to do, you will do it even if I don't ask you. Besides, if I ask you, will you answer?"

"No." Lin Lin uttered two words softly.

The woman in white chuckled: "Why do you have to make yourself so unhappy? There is no Bodhi tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so how can there be dust?"

Lin Lin raised her hand slightly and dropped the wine glass at her feet: "I don't believe in Buddhism."

There was only a long sigh in the small building. The woman looked at the zither on the table and said, "How about I play the zither for you?"

"Playing the zither?" Lin Lin poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. "No need. When you are healed, take your maid away with you instead of staying in my house."

"You're sending me away because you're in a hurry to get to Taiyuan Prefecture?"

Lin Lin sneered, with mockery in his eyes: "Why, you have such a keen mind that you like to guess other people's thoughts so much?"

She hated people who acted smart in front of her the most.

"If you don't leave tomorrow at noon, I'll have someone kick you out." Lin Lin ordered coldly, not caring whether the other party's injury had healed or not. "I really don't want to see you now, leave here."

Finally, Lin Lin was the only one left in the small building. The maid came in tremblingly to pick up the wine glass that Lin Lin had just broken. The princess had changed a lot since Miss Lin Liu left. They had never seen the princess smile sincerely again. She spent most of her time sitting in the small building looking at the peony flower hairpin, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Lin Lin's system had already received a drought warning from Taiyuan Prefecture. She did have food and water, but why should she give them away for free? She wanted Daxia to buy from her.

How Taiyuan Prefecture will turn out depends on what Song Shiqiu can do.

The bright moon rises over the sea, and people all over the world share this moment. However, even when looking at the same moon, different people have different moods.

Lin Jin packed up and went to the ranch early the next morning. The ranch was located in the Turkic area, but was later taken back by Su Chengan. Because of the vast grassland, almost all the ranches of the Beijing families are there.

The difference between Uighurs and Turks is that Uighurs were willing to surrender to Bactria, so Bactria gave them the grasslands that originally belonged to them. However, the Turks refused to surrender, so the Turkic land became Bactria's pasture. Because there was Turkic land for grazing, there were many cattle and sheep.

Originally, Daxia did not allow the slaughter of beef. Only cattle that died of old age, illness, or accidents could be eaten. Until now, only the easy slaughter of working cattle is not allowed, but cattle and sheep that are grazing and breeding can be eaten.

The housekeeper at the farm heard that Lin Jin was coming and started to make arrangements and wait early. Nowadays, whenever Lin Jin goes on a long journey, he has to disguise himself systematically, so when the housekeeper saw that the person coming was a handsome young man, he was shocked.

"Madam?" the butler called hesitantly.

Lin Jin noticed his nervousness and thought he was worried that she was here to cause trouble, so she quickly explained with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I just came to check out the situation on the farm and see if there is anything I can do to help."

When the housekeeper heard the voice, tears welled up in his eyes. Their wife was a man, which meant that the Prime Minister would have no descendants.

In this era, favoring a concubine and neglecting one's wife is an act that would make people all over the world despise him. Divorcing a wife easily and elevating a wife to a equal position are also regarded as the behavior of a mean person and an insult to the gentleman's manners. The biggest difference in the status of legitimate and illegitimate children is that only the children born by the principal wife can inherit the title and be granted a title of nobility. Even if the principal wife has no children and later brings a child back from the concubine, it cannot be considered orthodox.

Childlessness is not included in the seven reasons for divorce. Only women who cannot give birth to sons and daughters are allowed to be divorced. Therefore, Lin Jin has always felt that the person who made this rule might have traveled through time. From a modern scientific perspective, the gender of the child is determined by the father, and not being able to give birth to a son is not the woman's problem, so this reason cannot be used to divorce a woman.

"Madam, you are too kind. You don't need to do these rough jobs." The housekeeper felt bitter, but he didn't show it on his face: "Madam, have you eaten on your journey? The meal has been prepared for you."

Lin Jin looked at the weather and found that it was just right at this time, not too sunny. "No need. We dealt with it on the way here. Let's go check on the cattle and sheep while the time is good now."

Lin Jin still wanted to end the battle quickly and then go to Taiyuan Prefecture as soon as possible.

There are grasslands and deserts in the Turkic area. The area where Lin Jin is located is an endless grassland. In addition to the cattle and sheep raised by the noble families, there are also other nomadic peoples grazing here. But this is, after all, a private grassland owned by the officials of Daxia. If grazing like this is allowed, conflicts are likely to arise.

Not everyone can accept the rules and regulations. Some herders feel that they have been grazing here for generations and the grassland belongs to all of them, but after the war, these grasslands have become private territories.

"Later, the adults signed a covenant with them. They can continue to graze on the grassland, but they also have to help us graze. In addition to grazing on the grassland, we will give each of them a sheep every year."

Lin Jin seemed to be thinking about something. If we were to say that the native people of Da Xia were herding, they would definitely be inferior to these nomadic peoples. After all, these people had been living as nomads since childhood.

"The allocation of human resources still depends on Song Shiqiu." Lin Jin murmured, "Are they willing?"

All you can get in a year is one sheep. Doesn't it feel like a black-hearted boss hiring cheap labor?

"Why not?" The housekeeper felt strange.

Regardless of whether these people are willing to give the pasture to Daxia or not, it has already been taken over by Daxia. Now they are willing to let these people graze and give them a sheep, just in exchange for them helping with grazing. What is there to be unwilling about?

You have to know that before their masters came forward, these people were directly beaten away when they were discovered, not to mention that they are now provided with meals. Where can they find officials who are more conscientious than their masters?

Lin Jin seemed to understand, looking at the huge flock of sheep that seemed to have no end in sight. She walked closer. Although the flock was large, there were dozens of people herding it, so it should be fine if the burden was shared.

"Are these all Song Shiqiu's sheep?" Lin Jin said in his heart, "How many sheep are there here?"

The butler thought about how many people were originally divided into this area: "This group is about 1,300."

Lin Jin: “…”

Does this mean there are still many groups?

"Is there anything else besides this place?" Lin Jin was stunned for a long time before he found his voice.

"Yes, in addition to sheep, there are also herds of horses and cattle. Madam, would you like to go and have a look?" The housekeeper nodded hurriedly.

Lin Jin nodded. Since she was already here, she might as well take a look at everything.

She felt that she had never seen so many cattle, sheep and horses in her two lifetimes combined. The concept that the rich get richer and the poor get poorer became concrete in her mind. For ordinary people, having a cow and a sheep at home was already considered to have some wealth.

But when they decide to sell the cattle and sheep for money, those restaurants will lower the price, which may not even be enough to cover the cost of raising them. Even if the people are unwilling, it doesn't matter. After all, people of Song Shiqiu's status have the most cattle and sheep, and these cattle and sheep will definitely be sold in the end.

The common people either sold it to restaurants at low prices, or found ways to sell it themselves. The rich and powerful in Daxia mostly ate mutton, but not everyone was qualified to sell mutton, even if you raised it, just like modern meat must pass qualified quarantine before it can be sold on the market.