After hearing this idea, Zhang Wuji was overjoyed. He said to Zhao Linger, "Sister, I have had this idea for a long time. My philosophy of governing the country may be different from that of other kings."
"If I unify the world, I will nationalize many businesses, including salt, iron, silk, and sea transportation. These things are the economic lifeline of the country. A strong country must not have a political philosophy of warmongering. Only when the treasury is full can it guarantee strong logistics and supplies for troops."
"In recent years, my sister has almost spent all the family savings for me, so after the world stabilizes, I will hand over all these businesses to you."
There was actually some affection in Zhao Linger's eyes. She personally filled a glass of wine for Zhang Wuji: "My lord, there will never be another emperor like you in the history. You trust the people you employ and you are not on guard even against the harem. I am indescribably moved by this."
"Don't worry, my best ability is definitely not my cultivation. What I am best at is doing business. After you unify the world, I will help you restore the economy of this country as quickly as possible. As long as you trust me, I will help you create an empire that is richer than the world in my lifetime."
Faced with Zhao Linger's toast, Zhang Wuji naturally drank it without hesitation.
It was only at this moment that the women present truly realized Zhao Linger's abilities. Just as she said, her greatest strength was not her own cultivation, but her ability to control the lifeblood of a country.
Zhou Zhiruo felt inferior to her in this respect, and she would never be able to compare with her in her entire life.
At this moment, Yang Buhui said to Zhang Wuji: "Sister Queen is a person with great abilities, but sister Xiangjun and I can't seem to contribute even a little bit."
"Brother Wuji, you just appeased almost everyone, but you didn't appease sister Xiangjun and me. In this regard, you are a bit biased. This time you sent troops to Longcheng. From what I think in my heart, this may be your last battle with Zhao Min."
"My sister Xiangjun and I will also go with you."
After hearing this, Zhang Wuji frowned and said, "Or, let's not do it, you two..."
Yang Buhui interrupted Zhang Wuji and said, "Brother Wuji, although we haven't had any substantial relationship with you yet, in name, we are both your women."
"We two joined the sect a little late, but at least we caught up. You should give us two opportunities to accompany you. If you wait until you have fought all the battles you need to fight, then our two of us will be truly meaningless."
Yang Buhui and Wei Xiangjun also wanted to follow. Not only Zhang Wuji did not expect this, but even Zhou Zhiruo did not expect this.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at the two of them coldly and said, "War is no joke. People will die. Your sister Yu almost died on the battlefield. Wouldn't it be better for her to stay in the palace?"
Yang Buhui smiled and said, "Sister Zhou, actually, I know that you haven't really accepted me and Sister Xiangjun. After all, no woman in this world is willing to share her man with others."
"But this time, sister Xiangjun and I really want to go with Brother Wuji. This battle may determine Zhao Min's life or death, and it may also determine the future direction of the world. The beautiful scenery and the killing on the battlefield are not just men's dreams. Sister Xiangjun and I have the ability to protect ourselves, so let us go and take a look."
"Let us witness with our own eyes how Brother Wuji defeats Zhao Min, let us see the lonely smoke in the desert on the battlefield. After seeing some things, we will have no regrets. Otherwise, my sister Xiangjun and I are not even twenty years old yet. If we stay in the harem at this age and live a life of eating and waiting to die, we will not be willing to do that."
Zhou Zhiruo remained silent. In her heart, she had already agreed with Yang Buhui's statement.
If the women present were not all deeply in love with Zhang Wuji, who would be willing to stay for a moment within the deep palace walls?
Zhou Zhiruo looked up at Zhao Linger, only to find that Zhao Linger was also looking at her.
After all, they have been sisters for such a long time. From this look, Zhou Zhiruo knew what she was thinking and Zhao Linger had already agreed.
At this moment, Wei Xiangjun also said: "Take us, take us two with you. I won't say those big words. I just want to say that my father has come to see me before."
"He never thought that I was not qualified to accompany the emperor. He came here specifically to remind me to be obedient on the road, not to cause trouble, and to leave a good impression on His Majesty and my sisters. If I didn't go with you this time, I would be very embarrassed, and my father would think I was useless."
Zhou Zhiruo sighed helplessly: "Alas..., girl, you really have a good father. In this case, then, let's settle this matter. You two, just follow us."
"But when you two encounter problems, you must not force yourself to take the lead and charge into battle. Let me and the Queen sister do it. You must first protect your own safety."
"Also, you are not allowed to seduce Zhang Wuji during the march. Although your relationship has been settled, it is not the time for you to get married yet. After all, you two are too young."
After hearing this, Wei Xiangjun's cheeks turned red instantly and she lowered her head shyly. In contrast, Yang Buhui was much more calm.
She said to Zhou Zhiruo with a smile: "Don't worry, Sister Zhou, as long as Brother Wuji doesn't ask us for it, we will never take the initiative to throw ourselves into his arms."
"But there is one thing I want to reiterate, that is, the younger one is just Xiangjun's sister."
"She is sixteen years old this year, and I am already nineteen. In this world, there are many girls who get married and have children at the age of nineteen. I am not young anymore."
Zhou Zhiruo glared at Yang Buhui and said, "Nineteen years old is not enough. You are still too young. I have the final say on this matter."
Wei Xiangjun lowered his head and whispered: "I, I'm not sixteen years old. I was seventeen years old a few days ago."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "You two, don't challenge my bottom line on this matter. If you want to make it, wait until Zhang Wuji unifies the world."
Wei Xiangjun said: "I, I didn't say I wanted to get married. I just emphasized my age. I'm not a child anymore. There are many people of my age who get married and have children. Don't treat me as a child who knows nothing."
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