The ancestor of the last days burst into flames after being reborn! Chapter 189 Rushing for help “What’s the use of being so angry here?”

Xia Jing stared at him expressionlessly, "In recent generations, Dayu's emperors have valued civility over military affairs. Their honors have declined, and they have been squeezed out with little room for survival. How can you make Dayu strong?"

"In the Huiyuan period, things went even further. The military power actually fell into the hands of civilian officials. You asked the civil servants with pens in their hands to mount the horses? The civil servants who only knew how to show off their words commanded the troops? In this case, the soldiers of the Yu Dynasty on the battlefield

How can a horse show its true strength?”

"Civil officials lost the checks and balances of the nobility, the court lost its balance, and the civil servants slowly developed into savage monsters! The world of civil servants became the world inside and outside the court, and it seems not surprising that the emperor became a complete puppet!"

The most real example is the governor of each state. According to the system established in the early years of Dayu, the governor was only a local civil official, while the local garrison was held by other generals.

Later, it gradually evolved into the governor taking charge of the military and political power of a state.

With military and political power in hand, all local affairs cannot be left to the dictatorship of the governor alone.

It can be said that in addition to the princes and kings occupying one city and one area, the local governor is another way to rule the princes and kings in the local area.

What is even more ironic is that Emperor Huiyuan initially carried out political reforms and reduced the number of princes and kings stationed at the borders.

Even the imperial court cannot control it, and the border lands are placed under the management of the imperial court. Isn't this putting the land in the hands of civilian officials?

What was the result?

Civilians manage the frontier army, but corrupt administration means that the frontier army cannot even pay their salaries and cannot have enough food to eat. How can soldiers and horses like this protect the frontier?

As a result, the emperor sitting high in the palace became a puppet.

When he arrived at the new emperor's place, whatever he wanted to do had to be approved by the ministers in the court, let alone if he wanted to promote his own confidants.

However, in addition to the new emperor being free to sit on the throne, other matters will be decided by civilian officials.

This way of living is very frustrating.

No wonder the new emperor has been a little crazy lately!

King Qian suppressed his anger and asked sincerely: "The princess's words today pointed out the ills of the times and inspired people's ears. I wonder what we should do next?"

Xia Jing glanced at the children by the window, turned back to look at King Qian, opened her red lips and uttered eight words: "Overthrow the old system and implement a new deal!"

Only by re-establishing order can the entire society get back on track.

"Overthrow the old system and implement a new one?" King Qian seemed dissatisfied with this answer. "What you are talking about is for the future. Jiankang has been besieged by rebels. What should we do now?"

Xia Jing saw his anxious look and asked, "What does the prince want to do?"

"What do you think of me leading the troops to serve the king?" King Qian seemed to be afraid that Xia Jing would not agree, and continued: "When the Li family encounters a life-and-death matter, I can't just sit back and watch, right? If I really stand by and watch, when the time comes,

When Jiankang fell, I am afraid that the world will criticize me and nail me to the pillar of shame!"

Xia Jing shrugged, "It's a pity that the new emperor didn't think of you as his cousin when his life and death were at stake!"

"." King Qian sat on the sofa with slumped shoulders.

After a long time, he asked: "Is the new emperor afraid that I will seek power and usurp the throne?"

Xia Jing shook her head: "I don't know the new emperor, so how can I know what he is thinking? Maybe he didn't think of you at all. After all, you were one of the leading dandies in the capital at the time! He would only ask for help if his head was filled with water.

You help!”

King Qian: "."

Don’t be angry or angry!

Compared to the rebels' siege, Xia Jing's unpleasant words could no longer cause him any emotional upheaval.

King Qian had no intention of staying here anymore and returned to the palace first, probably to discuss countermeasures with his staff.

As soon as he left, the children sitting by the window breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Jing calmed down, walked over and rubbed their little heads, and asked with a smile: "Does the prince staying here put pressure on you?"

Li Yuzhu pursed her lips and smiled softly, "They don't know how to get along with their grandfather, so they seem a little restrained."

"Next time, just treat her as normal. Don't feel any psychological burden." Xia Jing knew that she had warned her, but there were some things she had to say.

In fact, it was because King Qian had little contact with them and only knew his status but not his character, so he had a sense of awe.

It will get better as you gradually become familiar with it.

The dragon and lion dances were very exciting, and the children watched with rapt attention.

Xia Jing admitted that their performance was wonderful, but all the dragon and lion dance teams had almost the same movements, which made them a little boring after watching it a few times.

Xia Jing asked Hongmei to arrange dinner for dinner, and she sat at the desk to deal with the documents sent from various places in Xia Ji.

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King Qian went back to discuss countermeasures with his staff. This discussion took three days.

Three days later.

King Qian found Yiguiyuan and smelled a sweet smell as soon as he entered the courtyard.

"What kind of fragrance is this? It smells so good!"

Anu swallowed and shook his head: "I have never smelled this kind of fragrance before. It should be the smell of food."

Because his mouth watered just by smelling it.

Following the scent, the master and servant walked to the door of the small kitchen of Yiguiyuan.

As soon as Hongmei put the roasted sweet potatoes into the tray, she found a figure standing at the door blocking the light. She looked up and was startled.

"Your Majesty, you are here!"

Standing at the door of the kitchen, the overwhelming aroma of roasted sweet potatoes penetrated his nose. King Qian ignored Hongmei's surprised expression and pointed at the sweet potatoes on the tray and asked: "What kind of food is this? Why is it so fragrant?"

"This is roasted sweet potato. It tastes sweet and fragrant. It's delicious. Your Majesty is in for a treat now."

"Roasted sweet potatoes?" This was the first time King Qian heard the name of this food.

"Come in if you want to eat. Don't block the door of the kitchen as a grown man!"

King Qian heard Xia Jing's voice and turned around to take a look. Sure enough, he saw Xia Jing standing at the door of the main house, with Bai Mei behind her.

"Why did you come out?" King Qian chuckled.

"When I heard something moving in the yard, I thought it was a mouse, so I came out to take a look." After Xia Jing said that, she turned around and took Bai Mei back to the main house.

King Qian touched his nose in embarrassment. He was just curious about what kind of food gave off this fragrance. How could it turn into a mouse when it reached the princess's mouth in a blink of an eye?

During this moment of confusion, he saw that Xia Jing had already entered the main room, so he stepped up and followed her.

Anu and Hongmei looked at each other and followed obediently into the main room to wait.

Prince Qian sat next to Xia Jing, pointed to the roasted sweet potatoes placed on the table by Hongmei and asked: "Princess, where did you get this kind of food?"

Xia Jing picked up a roasted sweet potato, peeled off half of the burnt skin, and handed it to King Qian: "You try it first."

King Qian took it and took a bite, "It tastes good! You haven't told me where you got this food yet?"

Xia Jing peeled one for herself and took a bite before saying, "My lord, do you still remember when you saw the little girl planting sweet potatoes in the flower bed in my yard last year?"

While eating, King Qian imitated Xia Jing's movements and peeled off the remaining skin.

After hearing what Xia Jing said, he asked in surprise: "Are you saying that this sweet potato is the result of that sweet potato seedling?"

"Sweet potatoes are also called sweet potatoes. They are not grown on vines but grow underground. They are rhizomes and not fruits." Xia Jing corrected him.

"Oh, how's its yield?"

People who are born to reach the end of other people's lives, won't they realize what one more kind of food means?

Xia Jing felt unhappy after hearing his calm tone, "Do you know what its yield is? Are there any requirements for the growing environment?"

King Qian swallowed the last bite of sweet potato, took a sip of tea, and followed her words and asked: "What is the yield? What are the requirements for the growing environment?"

"One acre can weigh up to eight or nine hundred pounds, and the growing environment requirements are even lower. It can be planted on sandy slopes."

"Clang!"

King Qian reached out and picked up a sweet potato. After listening to Xia Jing's words, the sweet potato he just picked up fell on the plate again.

He looked at Xia Jing in shock and asked in disbelief: "How much does one acre of land produce?"

"Eight or nine hundred pounds!"

The yield Xia Jing mentioned was an estimate. She did not dare to overestimate the level of farming in ancient times. The reason for the considerable yield of sweet potatoes in later generations was due to the proliferation of chemical fertilizers in later generations. As a result, crops planted in the ground and cared for carefully would not yield a good harvest.

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“Can it be planted on sandy slopes?”

"right!"

"This means that this crop does not pick the ground. Is there such a good crop in the world?"

Xia Jing rolled her eyes at him and knocked on the high coffee table: "Did you come here today for something?"

King Qian said oh and asked again: "Is the yield of sweet potatoes really so high?"

"Yes." Xia Jing was finally satisfied. This was the normal reaction that the ancients would have had when they heard about the yield.

You mentioned one more kind of food, but King Qian didn't realize the serious relationship. When it came to production, he got excited.
To be continued...