[Comprehensive Manga] My love is a male god

"You didn't do it on purpose, did you?" Zhu Qiyu thought for a while, and said, "You have to think about how beneficial it is for the country to kill so many Wala people by drugging you."

An Zeyi didn't raise his head, so he didn't feel more sad, but felt that the three-year-old generation gap, the ancients never deceived me.There have been so many years between myself and Zhu Qiyu, and the generation gap can be compared with the Great Rift Valley in Africa. The two cannot talk together, let alone understand.

How to understand?

In this era when the emperor's life is too big, if you talk about human rights and life with the emperor Zhu Qiyu, the other party will only think that he is making a fuss out of a molehill. He will not think that killing a person is such a terrible thing. That person is Zhu Qizhen, the Supreme Emperor, the former emperor, not a humble commoner.

He sighed silently in his heart.

"Thank you." Anyway, it was worth it for him to hear a word of comfort from an emperor.

An Ze restrained his mood, he was unhappy, and it was not good to affect other people.So, Anze raised the corner of his mouth and showed a gentle and healing smile: "Okay, come on, come on, let the beauty smile, let's start working."

Zhu Qiyu: ……………

Zhu Qiyu: I feel that my previous sympathy was completely overwhelmed.

Zhu Qiyu: I thought this idiot would really have such a literary mood of sadness and sorrow, I was so stupid to be infected.

Yes, he was infected by the idiot An Zeyi. I am wise and martial and not stupid at all... I still want to curse.

So, Zhu Qiyu also followed An Zeyi's example and diverted his attention.

He began to look at the materials such as plastics, cement, and water conservancy that An Zeyi gave him.

Before that, he was busy with the war and winning, so he focused on the history books, but didn't read other materials.Looking at it calmly now, I only feel that the words are straightforward and concise, but they are worth a lot of money, and they are all good things that benefit the country and the people.

So next, Anze explained to him in detail, how about Zhu Qiyu, who won't ask where, soeasy.

An Zeyi was very moved by Zhu Qiyu's attitude of earnestly studying and humbly asking questions.Although it is a very beautiful and precious virtue to not be ashamed to ask and humbly ask for advice, there are actually very few people who can really do this.

Fortunately, apart from some inventions by Anzeyi, others, such as flood control, not only write down the treatment methods in detail, but also the corresponding materials involved, Anzeyi can copy them, but can't memorize them up.On the whole, he translated modern people's thoughts and theoretical knowledge into versions understood by ancient people and taught them to Zhu Qiyu.

As for Zhu Qiyu, he was responsible for keeping the records, and then gave various instructions when he went to court in the morning and summoned the ministers.

Just to solve the Yellow River flood.

Only for the common people of this world.

Before An Zeyi told him about the per capita tax, Zhu Qiyu contacted the Ministry of Households and other departments after the war, and finally learned about the so-called land tax and per capita tax, and learned about the reason why the population of Ming Dynasty is not prosperous now. , is unable to pay the population tax.

What if I can't pay the population tax?Then stop having kids!

An Zeyi: Thinking back to the huge population of China at the beginning of the 21st century, I feel that if there is no need to pay this tax in the future, the population expansion rate of Ming Dynasty will be extremely scary.

"How much do you know about the population tax?" Zhu Qiyu's mind went crazy five times after Minister Balabala gave a lecture. When he returned to the bedroom, he went to find An Zeyi who was lying on a chair and reading a book.

"Person tax?" Anze raised his head and said slowly: "In a city, there are eleven people with land and nineteen people without land."

"That's why so many people have to take the exam to become a scholar, because it can be tax-free."

"So the current situation in Ming Dynasty is that the ministers have money, but the emperor has no money."

Anze recalled the history of his family's fortune, and he didn't have the nerve to tell the Zhu family emperor in front of him that at the end of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor's treasury was not usually without money.

He also didn't have the nerve to say that his family was An Jia's, and the first head of the family followed Dorgon and the others when they broke into the capital. He saw a group of people scrambling to rush into the palace to grab good things, so he didn't join in. This bustling went to rob the ministers of Ming Dynasty, but the pockets of those who robbed did not know how many layers were fattened.

It is said that the ancestor of the An Jia family was a rough man who didn't know calligraphy and painting. Except for big gold bars and big gold ingots, he was holding antique jars and bottles to hold precious diamonds. After he knew calligraphy and painting, he went to Yangzhou in the south. Jiading, and this time not only gold and jewelry were robbed by bandits, but also antique calligraphy and paintings were robbed of several carts.

I don't know if it was because of the execution of the massacre or because of being cursed to pay blood debts. Anyway, since then, the Anjia family, which had many children and blessings, only had one child from generation to generation. The only Miaomiao born to his first wife was almost drugged by a concubine in the backyard, so he simply made a rule: An Jia's family will never take concubines from generation to generation, and only marry one wife.

When you are an official, you receive filial piety, and you marry a wife with a generous dowry. Just the emerald four gentlemen who were received and kept by the head of the family during the Qianlong period when he was working in the coastal area. Priceless.

Withdrawing his memories of his family, An Zeyi casually said in a tone of "Tian Liang Wang Po": "If you want to solve this, spread it to your mother."

It was a policy during the Kangxi and Qianlong periods that "the land is calculated as a tax, and the land is determined according to the land".Because the land is indeed complete and stable, but the population is changing, therefore, the system of fixed service according to land or divided into mu is more secure and applicable than the Lijia system of fixed service per person.

As for encouraging business to start the budding path of capitalism... Anze glanced at Zhu Qiyu, he felt that he should not talk about it now.Step by step, there is hope for further development in the future.

If the foundation is weak, why build a building?

"I wrote about some ideas and practices of spreading the land into the mu." Look for it: "Here, you can take a look."

Zhu Qiyu took it and began to read it carefully like a treasure.

An Ze helped him grind the ink, but his thoughts drifted away silently.

During these days staying in Zhu Qiyu, he has already figured out the painful things he was struggling with before.

If time could go back to the past, he thought, he would still choose to order a large bag of croton powder and firmly sprinkle it among the food horse grass of the Wala people.

Yes, An Zeyi was unwilling to kill, and did not dare to kill. This was not just a matter of his own guts. The most important thing was that murder, crime, and life are equal and precious, which has always been the principle he adheres to in his heart.

But everything has exceptions, and everything has a bottom line.Just like the truth, kindness and beauty in Anze's heart, when the country is in danger, he will be firmly ranked behind, not the first.

He is not a nationalist (in terms of ethnic origin, he is of mixed Man-Han + Italian), but he is a patriot. It is not even an exaggeration to say that his patriotic complex is a bit extreme to the point of becoming a nationalist.

The interests of the country are more important than his own personal gains and losses.

The security of the country cannot be destroyed by any enemy.If there is one, it will be killed immediately.

Therefore, from the moment Oala invaded Ming Dynasty and invaded the safety of the land of China, Anze could not tolerate these invaders at a glance.

Of course, captives who surrendered did not count.

As for those who betrayed the interests of the country, An Zeyi always thought that those people were shameful traitors and traitors. Those people betrayed their own country, and they should be punished.

But this punishment should not come from An Zeyi himself, but should be decided by all the victims, that is, all the people in the country. In other words, people like him should be punished by the law.

This is the case with Wang Zhen and his cronies.

Therefore, Anze would cry for the sacrificed soldiers and feel sad for those concubines who had to be buried, but he also watched Ma Shun and others being killed by the ministers that day without moving.

Because in his heart, traitors are not worthy of sympathy at all.

Zhu Qizhen is Zhu Qiyu's elder brother, so it is impossible for him to tell him some things. What he is afraid of is not only that Zhu Qizhen died at his own hands, but also that Zhu Qizhen should not have passed the law. His life was at his hands.

Has Zhu Qizhen betrayed his country?No.

As soon as An Ze understood his fear of being captured, he also understood that "victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs", but what he couldn't forgive was that Zhu Qizhen allowed Wang Zhen to do those things that hurt the nature and justice.

You are naive, soft-hearted, and easy to trust the people around you. I understand all this, because I am also a person who is easy to be naive and soft-hearted, but if you are seeking a job in this position, as an emperor, what kind of capital do you have for being naive and soft-hearted?

Responsibility, responsibility, while enjoying the rights of being an emperor, shouldn't you take on the responsibility of being an emperor?

He looked at Zhu Qiyu, even after the war was over, his face was still haggard and thin, because this country is too big and there are too many things to deal with, and he has to bear this burden, so he must go on steadily.

So again, he will still be like this, even if Zhu Qizhen over together in the end, and he is depressed for a while.

However, this incident also sounded a wake-up call for him. This kind of behavior cannot be repeated, and it cannot be done again.

He was afraid that one day he would become like the kind of person he least wanted to be, disregarding life and getting used to killing people, which he couldn't even imagine.

He didn't want to be that kind of cold-blooded and cruel person.

Good habits need long-term persistence, but bad habits only need a moment, he is afraid, he is afraid that he will betray his persistence and belief.

So as soon as Anze decided, after Zhu Qiyu thoroughly understood the information he had obtained and saw it implemented in practice, he would resolutely leave this feudal era that destroyed his three views and was not conducive to the improvement of his life values.

Well, then he went to teach the Emperor Marxism-Leninism and how to build China, no, a socialist country with Japanese characteristics!Thinking about teaching a militaristic and fascist Japan into red socialism, he thought the idea couldn't be better.

Thinking of this, Anze clenched his fists as if cheering.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Qiyu heard the sound of rubbing ink disappear, looked up and saw An Ze's stupid look with one hand clenched into a fist, and frowned: "Hurry up and help."

"I know, I know."

Is there anything happier than eating a big meal?

That is to see that your hard work has been recognized and accepted by others.

An Zeyi felt very satisfied when he watched Zhu Qiyu put forward the materials he had brought to the court seriously, and prepared to implement various reforms that would be beneficial to Ming Dynasty.

"The prescriptions and ideas you have are all excellent. I am very grateful for what you have done so much." Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Zhu Qiyu began to nestle in his bedroom happily reading books and eating pastries. An Zeyi, who lives in life, has deep eyes: "Is there anything you want?"

An Ze took a sip of tea, swallowed the food in his mouth, and raised his head to look at him.

"Have."

A creature like the emperor would definitely not allow himself to owe favors to others, even though An Zeyi was a ghost who could eat and drink in his eyes.

An Ze felt that if he said "serve the people without asking for anything in return", Zhu Qiyu would find a master to save him the next day.

And, he really wanted something.

"I want to go to the Jiaofang Division to record court songs and dances, and learn how to sing Song Ci Pai tunes." Anze said, "Of course, if you can find someone to help me read the books I haven't read in Wenyuan Pavilion and Imperial Academy It would be better if you hand-copy a copy and give it to me."

Really, that's enough.

The author has something to say: Damn it, I actually had a super strange dream.

I actually dreamed of transforming one by one!And what changed was nothing but Menglan's three-danger!

For those who don’t know, you can look it up on Baidu, the net red panda Menglan, this is the super cute little bear that I must watch every day on station B recently.Very easy to recognize, the smiling angel with a pit on his head is

The thing is, I think the dream is pretty apt. . .

Bai Bai, soft, likes to be close to people, sunny and warm personality, naturally smiling face and mentally retarded eyes. . .

One by one I'm sorry for you. . .

Those who like to blacken their own protagonist so much, I think there is no one but me