Yuchi Xi admired Emperor Dewu's actions.
"Dad, aren't you worried that some people will sell these methods of increasing grain production to people from other countries?"
This is the thing that Yuchi Xi can't understand the most.
After all, which emperor wouldn’t keep secrets about such a big thing as increasing grain production?
How could he possibly tell all the people?
Emperor Dewu smiled. He touched Yuchixi's little head and said in a soft but resounding voice, "Xi'er, you must remember that no matter what position one holds, one must not go against one's conscience."
"Of course, Dad was worried, but compared to letting the people starve, Dad felt it was better to let them all know."
"Dad doesn't want them to go hungry."
"They are the people of my Yuan Kingdom. If they can't even get enough to eat in the Yuan Kingdom, then Dad, I am a failed king."
"All the people want is to have enough food and warm clothes. Dad believes that good people are still the majority. As for that tiny minority... we can't let the good people starve just because of them!"
"The country Dad wants to create is one where everyone can have enough food and clothing, and everyone can live a happy life."
Yuchi Xi looked up at him. At this moment, there was clearly no light, but Yuchi Xi felt that Emperor Dewu was glowing.
Author, come out!
How can you sleep when you write such a good person to death? !
Yuchi Xi hugged Emperor Dewu and said, "Daddy, if this is your wish, Xi'er will try her best to help you achieve it."
Emperor Dewu smiled and took out a memorial. "Then Xi'er, should we start by reading the memorial?"
Yuchi Xi: ...
"Hey, Dad, I'm still young!"
There is no need for that.
Cough cough!
Reading memorials is really not something I want to read or can get into!
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