[Comprehensive] Survival of the Last Emperor

Killing people, exterminating clans, and stealing land, the survivors of the Five Kingdoms are terrified without thinking carefully. This is simply a little murderer. If you kill, you will kill, and you will destroy your reputation.Look at the big families in Chu State, if they die, they will die, if they die, they will die, and they will be dragged out to parade in the streets by those stinky legs. Years of bad reputation.

Such a little murderer actually dug Jiuding?Could it be that God sent him to destroy... No!This unscientific!False must be false!I heard that the eldest son Fusu has a kind heart, kindness and kindness, and he respects scholars the most.Even if God wants to choose, he must choose such a person.

Compared with the adherents of the Five Kingdoms, the thoughts of ordinary people are simple. I heard that Young Master distributes fields and land for people, and also rents out agricultural tools such as seeds, cattle, and chemical fertilizers at a low price; Last year's harvest has reached three stones; the income per mu of land has doubled compared to the past, and the young master is afraid that the grain will hurt the people, so he has set a "grain protection price" to ensure that the price of grain will not be affected by the increase in grain production. The reduction eventually led to the fact that the money received by farmers was not as good as in normal years.

Why!It's a pity that this set of policies is only implemented in the original state of Chu. It is called an "experimental field". I heard that the people in Chu state had a good income last year, and they can eat meat during the Chinese New Year.It would be great if our side could do the same, but the fields on our side are in the hands of those old nobles, it would be great if the young master could come and kill them.

If the young master becomes the king of Qin, maybe...hehe.The young master dug out the nine cauldrons. Maybe this is really the guidance of the heavens. It is destined that the young master will become the next king of Qin.Anyway, I've heard people say that the King of Qin has no queen, let alone a son-in-law, succession...all sons are possible.

Hu Hai didn't know anything about the vicissitudes of the people and the gossip about right and wrong.Ever since he received the news that his cute father was going to greet Jiuding in person, Hu Hai has been shutting himself in the room, not seeing anyone who comes, so that those who feel that they have a reputation and want to come to Jiuding are true and false. The nobles from the former dynasty were very angry, but there was nothing they could do. Don't say that he was the son of Daqin, but he was just a child. Could you rush forward and argue with a child?

Take a step back and say, can you care about this kid?Don't forget, what is this kid best at?Trees have dead branches, no one is perfect, if a little privacy is taken out, it will make people not alive.

So, everyone had to endure and wait patiently in the post house.

Hu Hai was also waiting patiently. He stood in front of a body-sized full-length mirror, compared himself with a suit of clothes in his hand, looked left and right in front of the mirror, and posed a few times when he was fine. He thought he was handsome, and then looked at Xiao Bineng who was sitting next to him and asked, "How is it? Is it handsome? Cute? Is it good-looking? I haven't seen my father for so long, and I don't know if my father changed his appetite." No? When I was a child, my father liked me to wear red..." Hu Hai said while throwing the clothes in his hand on the ground, then picked up another set of clothes from the hanger, and continued to gesture.

The camera zooms out, in his room, there are several hills of clothes and jewelry piled up at the moment, which are enough to make any woman's heart beat faster.If it weren't for the fact that boys' accessories are relatively small, the number will only be more and not less.

"But I don't know if my father has changed his hobby now? Red is a bit too bright...Although black is decent and matches my skin tone, but my brothers also wear black every day. Will my father be annoyed? Wang feels refreshed... um...does this hair crown look good? Talk!" Hu Hai angrily threw a gem hair crown in his hand into the arms of the little bixiong.

The little bixiong who was eating bamboo took a look at the gem hair crown on his stomach, picked it up, put it in his mouth and gnawed a couple of bites, found it was not tasty, threw the gem hair crown to Hu Hai's face, and continued Gnaw its precious bamboo.

"Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat! You don't know how to give me some advice!" Hu Hai said while picking up a blue dress and continuing to gesture.

The little bixiong raised his head, looked helplessly and innocently at Hu Hai, whose hair was disheveled due to frequent undressing and changing, like a little lunatic, wearing only a small underwear on his lower body and nothing on his upper body, and blinked. Blinking his eyes, he seemed to be saying, "Damn it! Can labor and management talk? If labor and management can talk! You're scared to death!"

"What are you looking at? Talk!" Hu Hai sat weakly on the ground, leaning against the pile of clothes, stuffed a mouthful of pastry into his mouth, took another sip of tea, and gasped with sweat on his forehead.

I have to say that trying on clothes is a tiring job. I really don't know how those women can enjoy it so much.But no matter how tired you are, you still have to try. The father is coming soon, so you have to make a good impression on him.

Thinking of this, Hu Hai stood up full of energy again, patted his buttocks and was about to continue trying on clothes, when he heard a soft "squeak" suddenly coming from the gate.

"Who?" Hu Hai turned his head, instinctively picked up the sword on the table, put on a middle coat casually, and hid behind the little bixiong, watching the door vigilantly.

Don't blame him for being too vigilant, but since he has already said that no one is allowed to discount, naturally no one dares to come to his room casually.But now that someone has come and hasn't disturbed the soldiers in the posthouse or the hidden guards his father sent him, there can only be two kinds of people, one is an assassin, and the other is...

"Father! So it's you, why are you following me..." Hu Hai looked at the two people who came in on tiptoe. Thinking of something, he suddenly screamed: "Ah! Father! You go out first, you go out first! I haven't put on my clothes yet! I haven't combed my hair yet!"

"What do you change? What do you comb? You were even uglier when you were a child... let my father think about it..." Ying Zheng, who was wearing a black riding suit with a bit of cold and dew on his body, really started to snap his fingers , and began to count the bad deeds Hu Hai did when he was a child.

What is "When you were born, your skin was wrinkled, like a monkey, your eyes were bulging and covered with eye feces, and the king and father thought your mother and concubine gave birth to a monster"; what "When you were young, there was always a way Don’t go, just take the alleys, wherever it is dirty, you rub it, all day long, you are less hygienic than the little bear”; what “you once saw a lump on the ground, you haven’t seen it before, you’re curious, you Just pick up the lump with your fingers and put it in your mouth..."

What are you doing in your mouth?Ying Zheng didn't continue, because what he said next was completely interrupted by the crying brat who threw himself into his arms.

"Wuuu... father, don't say it anymore, don't say it, I didn't do it, I didn't do it!" Hu Hai cried so badly, it really didn't happen to him, he is the former Hu Hai It was that idiot Hu Hai who did it, not him.

"Obey! You didn't do it, you didn't do it!" Ying Zheng said, picked up Hu Hai, wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves, and thought hard about the youngest son in his arms, and said with a smile : "Sinking."

"The baby is ten years old, of course he is heavy. Not only is the baby heavy, but he is also taller." Hu Hai raised his face and said triumphantly.

"It's tall... average... I remember, when Fusu was your age, he seemed to be taller than you..." Ying Zheng thought very seriously, this precious son is very good, but there is one thing that is not good , too short, not as tall as myself.

"Father, why don't you compare yourself with your elder brother? Whether it's your elder brother or you, they are all very human and have no reference value." Hu Hai retorted unconvinced. He used to be young and stayed in Xianyang Palace all day long. , I have never seen anything in the world, and the children of the same age I have seen are only my brothers, so I am so fooled by adults and feel that I am short.

Now that he has grown up and has seen more of the world, he is not so easily deceived. It is obvious that his height is above average among children of the same age.

"Are you tall? Then the father won't hug you anymore?" Ying Zheng looked at Hu Hai, rubbed his hands hard, and asked with a smile.

"No, no! Hug, hug!" Hu Hai turned around and hugged Ying Zheng's neck, rubbing his head against Ying Zheng's neck, and said in a soft and lovely voice: "Even if the child is 50 or 80 years old, , One hundred years old, is also the child of the father, the little treasure of the father. It is only right and proper for the father to hold the child."

"My father is getting old! I'm afraid my father won't be able to carry me anymore." Ying Zheng sat down with Hu Hai in his arms. In fact, according to Hu Hai's height, in today's age when there are no chairs and you can only sit on your knees, you can hold Hu Hai in your arms. In fact, he was almost as good as standing, so Ying Zheng simply let Hu Hai sit on his feet, grabbed his son's pink and tender face, then grabbed Hu Hai's pointed chin, and said heartbrokenly, "I lost weight." ! Baby, what happened to your chubby cheeks and chin? Where did it go?"

"I miss my father, I want to lose weight!" Hu Hai held his little face, tilted his head, and smiled shamelessly, showing off his cuteness.

"Bear boy! He will make father and king happy!" Ying Zheng pinched Hu Hai's nose, it was easy to pinch, smooth, not messy, with his own formula, and a familiar feel.

"I hate it! Father! You pinched the child's nose again! The reason why the child's nose is so flat must be pinched by you, Father!" Hu Hai rubbed his nose with tears in his eyes, and said angrily: "Father Wang, didn’t the Dibao say that you will arrive tomorrow afternoon? Why did you come today? You don’t bring many people with you when you come, just bring Zhao Gao..." Hu Hai said, pointing at Zhao Gao next to him, " How can he protect you if he is so useless?"

The more Hu Hai thought about getting angry, he came here, and suddenly ran in through the empty door, scaring him to death, thinking it was an assassin, but he came out with a disheveled face, the cute and cute protagonist's description was just ruined like this up.

"Little bear, are you still angry? Come, my father will comb your hair." The child was born by himself, how could Ying Zheng not know what Hu Hai was thinking, he took the comb that Zhao Gao handed to him, with a look of love and compassion Carefully stroking Hu Hai's long hair that was casually draped behind his head, he smoothed the restless hair on his head, and said.

The author has something to say: a classmate asked me to argue against Mao Fusuhui and Hu Hai, obviously what Hu Hai did was a good thing...

It can only be said that the generation gap of the times. .Scholars have been treated preferentially from ancient times to the present, and farmers have always been exploited... Especially in the era of Spring and Autumn and Warring States, Mencius's "jun is light" is extremely unpopular in this era...

Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it, no one has yet explained the truth...

Throughout history, if a country wants all its people to live a rich life, it generally maintains the middle middle class with the largest number of people (such as the US Emperor and the Song Dynasty), and then a small number of abjectly poor classes (the firewood cutters in the Song Dynasty) Can wear silk), such a social structure will be stable. .

The Qin Dynasty implemented the military nobility system, and they gave priority to the soldiers; the Ming Dynasty was purely a pyramid, and there were too many people at the bottom

It is impossible for Fusu to have such a social concept...Look at the history of Fusu, he only came out to talk about it when he cheated Confucianism, and then said that it would have a bad impact...When his father abused the power of the people, he didn't come out jump?

An emperor can be so awesome that he ignores the opinions of scholars (Yongzheng, Zhu Yuanzhang), but he cannot ignore the opinions of the people at the bottom... So Qin died. .

Xiao Hu's future path should be to be very dignified to officials, not too concerned about his own reputation, vigorously develop the middle class, and then treat ordinary people... the kind that can win Oscars