On the way from the hunting garden to the Peach Blossom Land, the ministers were whispering to each other.
I can say that I was quite shocked today.
But compared to those advanced weapons, the focus of discussion has begun to shift overseas.
What about the artisan kingdom of Guangkanda, Gandalf borrowing arrows on a straw boat, the three heroes fighting Kratos, and Arthas being defeated at Thermopylae...
These legendary exotic stories attracted the curiosity of civil officials and military generals.
As for Fang Zhengyi, he has always been by Emperor Jing's side.
Emperor Jing listened to the discussion behind him and asked in a low voice: "Why are there so many more stories this time than last time? Is it true?"
"Of course it is true. I just polished it a little bit." Fang Zheng said.
Li Yuanzhao also tilted his head to eavesdrop, and when he heard this, he looked at Fang Zhengyi with disdain.
He turned around and went to Zhang Biao to study the musket together.
Emperor Jing immediately understood what he meant and said with a wry smile: "Over a hundred years ago, the overseas countries were already as strong as you said. If a conflict really occurred, wouldn't my Great Jing have no place to stand in the future?"
"Your Majesty, that side is probably not as strong as you think. Otherwise, how could the King of Wu have the courage to run over there and even think about stealing gunpowder?"
"But no matter whether it is true or not, I can be sure of one thing, that is, there must be a lot of gold and silver treasures over there!"
"If they are stronger than our Dajing, we can explore the enemy's moves first. If they are weaker, then why are we still working so hard to farm? We can just rob them... and cooperate in a friendly way. Anyway, neither of us will suffer any loss!"
Fang Zheng wiped his face, his occupational disease came back and he almost blurted out the truth.
According to his thinking, the West currently has nothing great to offer, and doesn't even have gunpowder.
If Dajing rushed over first...wouldn't that be beauty?
It’s just that some of the things that are said don’t conform to mainstream values.
Emperor Jing nodded, closed his eyes and thought, and Fang Zhengyi said no more.
When we arrive in Taoyuan County later, there will be a second wave of surprises!
I won’t be able to sleep tonight unless I get shaken down by these guys!
After a long time, when we were about to reach Taoyuan County, it was already dark.
Fang Zheng listened to the voice and looked forward vaguely in the firelight.
I felt a little uncomfortable.
It seems...something is wrong in the county! I haven't been back for a long time.
But I can’t tell what’s different. From the sound it seems like there are a lot of trees planted around?
Before I could think too much, I had already reached the city gate.
Ao Chen sent people to greet him at the city gate early in the morning, and as soon as he saw Emperor Jing appear, he immediately ordered his troops to line up to welcome him.
Fang Zhengyi whispered a few words into Emperor Jing's ear, then dismounted after the large army was led into the city.
He walked over to Ao Chen and asked, "How are the preparations going?"
Ao Chen said: "It's all ready. Miss Xiaotao said that if you don't come soon, the beef will be melted."
"We have also completed the preparations at the back hill, and are just waiting for your signal, sir!"
Fang Zhengyi felt relieved. "That's good. Let's prepare carefully and make sure we have a good scene today. Why did I feel something was wrong when I just came back? Are there trees being planted outside the city?"
Ao Chen was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Ah, yes, I planted a lot of trees."
“Why plant trees?”
"Uh... well, sir, do you still remember those two beggars in our county? They took the wasteland in the county, used it to build houses and sold them to people in the capital. They couldn't build walls on the wasteland outside, so they planted a lot of trees to cover it."
Fang Zheng was shocked: "What! You sold the wasteland in the county? Why didn't you tell me?"
Did something wrong?
Ao Chen scratched his head and said nervously: "I thought that thing was useless so I gave it to him... What's wrong, Master?"
"Shit! I wanted to keep it and sell it! Where do two beggars get the money to buy wasteland?" Fang Zheng was furious.
Ao Chen said with a guilty conscience: "This...they made money from selling Xie. Now there are still many people in the county following suit."
"Damn it! Isn't that going back to the old path of begging? How did you show it to me? Is Taoyuan County going to become a beggar county in the future?"
"There are no beggars... they are all flexible residents. Besides... the competition is fierce. If they can't make money by selling things, they will have to perform some talents, like juggling." Ao Chen defended.
"You're really good at playing word games on me!" Fang Zheng gritted his teeth, "I didn't keep an eye on it for a moment and it messed me up again! We'll talk about it tomorrow, first we get into the city!"
.....
All the guests have been accommodated in the backyard of the county government office.
Several bonfires were lit in the yard, illuminating the space.
A dozen round tables had already been set up, and everyone was sitting at the table.
There was a band playing beside the pool, and the musician was playing Kikujiro's Summer on the erhu...
As soon as Fang Zhengyi stepped into the courtyard, someone immediately asked, "Master Fang, are you planning to treat us to a meal today?"
"Exactly! Please wait a moment. There will be wonderful performances after we have enough wine and food."
"I'll go take a look in the kitchen first, you guys can continue chatting."
As soon as Fang Zheng left, the sound of conversation began.
"What's the surprise? All we've been doing is eating. Does this have anything to do with guns and cannons in the West?"
"Haha, he has no work! What's the point of making a fuss in the dark?"
"Don't worry, I don't think this is that simple! This song is quite interesting. Have you heard it before?"
In the back kitchen, Xiao Tao was busy with a group of cooks, constantly directing the preparation of ingredients.
Seeing Fang Zheng coming, Xiao Tao finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, you are finally here. I was worried that if you didn't come, my preparations would be in vain. The dishes will be served soon."
Fang Zheng sniffed, smelled the strong aroma in the kitchen and gave a thumbs up: "Well, not bad! It's well done. I'll go back first."
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