"In that case, all these things will become the property of the aristocratic family, right?"
Xiao Cui asked subconsciously.
Everyone fell silent.
Zhao Xin was silent for a moment, then shook his head slightly and said, "There will still be some left in the short term, but after a decade or so, or even several years, if there's a famine, these will all become the property of the aristocratic families."
"These noble families deserve to die!"
Xiao Cui gritted her teeth unconsciously.
After saying this, he realized that his main family was actually one of the aristocratic families.
However, the Nan family is a family of military merit, which is slightly different from ordinary families.
Nan Luoying and the Nan family's guards couldn't help but lower their heads.
The aristocratic families are most aware of the harm they cause, but even though they know it, they will not stop expanding, nor will they sacrifice themselves for the benefit of the people of the world.
Because a noble family is not an "individual".
Even the Nan family will never hand over the people and land hidden by the family, because if you do that, you will not only become weak, but also become an outcast and public enemy among the aristocratic families of the world.
No matter how much the Nan family thinks highly of Zhao Xin and supports him, they would not do this.
So Nan Luoying didn't say anything.
Of course, Zhao Xin didn't expect her to say anything, that was unrealistic.
He said this simply because he was feeling conflicted.
Of course, this entanglement is only short-lived.
Of course, he couldn't stop doing what he should do because of these concerns.
He knew that it was impossible for him to completely eliminate the aristocratic families. Even if he did, new aristocratic families, or gentry, capitalists, and the like would emerge.
But... never mind, it's fun for a while.
Even if he cannot change the world forever, he can change it for a moment.
There is no guarantee about what will happen after death, but who cares about him after death!
"drive!"
Just when everyone was silent, Zhao Xin suddenly shook the reins, and the horse under him let out a loud whinnying, then galloped away first.
"Your Majesty... Young Master!"
Everyone was shocked when they saw this. Cao Xiong quickly rode his horse to chase after him, and everyone else hurried to follow.
But he heard Zhao Xin laugh loudly in front of him, "After I die, who cares about the fucking flood!"
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