"Your Highness..." The ministers looked at the corpses of the six envoys, feeling both relieved and heavy-hearted.
What pleased them was that seeing the smug expressions on the faces of those envoys made them wish for their deaths.
The heavy part is that they will now have to face the wrath of the United States.
"So what do we do next? Fight them?" a minister asked timidly.
Since His Highness has already killed the person, he cannot say that His Highness is not guilty.
While secretly pleased, they were also worried about their upcoming situation.
"Fight back? With the Southern Kingdom's military strength, how can they possibly win?" Gu Mu calmly retorted.
"..." The ministers below were speechless for a moment. They wanted to say, "Your Highness, since you knew, why did you kill them so decisively?"
But they dared not, so they could only remain silent.
Another minister mustered his courage and asked, "Your Highness... are we just supposed to wait to die?"
None of the ministers could have imagined how they would cope after offending the Eagle Kingdom, which was many times stronger than the Southern Kingdom.
A shadow fell over their eyes.
But soon, their eyes lit up.
Because they heard His Highness say, "I'm sure everyone has heard the rumors about the Hidden City. Although the Hidden City belongs to its Lord, its existence in the Southern Kingdom is related to me."
The ministers all stared at His Highness with wide eyes.
Could it be that... there is still hope of survival in the South?
Your Highness did not kill those envoys in a moment of anger; Your Highness had other plans.
Yes, that must be it! They should trust His Highness.
During this time, the Southern Kingdom has gone through many difficulties, and Your Highness has overcome them all. Although Your Highness is ruthless in killing, Your Highness is a good prince.
They all listened attentively.
They had heard about the events in the Hidden City. The magical looms that had recently appeared in the capital far surpassed the current productivity of society. As soon as they entered the market, they were snapped up by high-ranking officials and nobles. Now, almost every household among the ministers standing in the court had several of these magical looms.
"I already used the power of Hidden City when we were providing disaster relief in Jiangnan," Gu Mu said calmly.
Except for penicillin, which is a military supply and not exported, he planned to export hybrid rice and cloth woven by the magical loom.
Therefore, he also recorded hybrid rice in Yincheng.
"The rice used for disaster relief in Jiangnan is called hybrid rice, and it was also produced in Yincheng." Gu Mu had just finished speaking.
The ministers below all looked shocked.
What is the origin of this hidden city?
The magical loom is amazing enough, but who would have thought that even the hybrid rice comes from the Hidden City?
And this city, which seems to belong to no human being at all, is actually related to His Highness.
With Hidden City backing them up... the South is saved!
The officials whom Gu Mu had kept until now were not incompetent fools; they quickly figured out the pros and cons.
The prime minister stepped forward, his expression one of barely suppressed excitement: "Your Highness, then... could we use hybrid rice and the miraculous loom to reach an agreement with other countries in exchange for peace in the South?"
"That's exactly what I was thinking." Gu Mu nodded approvingly.
"Rather than agreeing to the Eagle Kingdom's demands, drastically weakening the Southern Kingdom's strength, and lingering on like a lackey, it's better to take a gamble and fight for a sliver of hope," Gu Mu said calmly. His words, though calm, were powerful and reassuring to the ministers.
Anyone with the ability to resist would willingly accept such outrageous demands.
They thought the South didn't have it.
I didn't expect Your Highness to have it.
"We need to act quickly. The United Kingdom must have set a deadline for these envoys to return home. If they don't return within a certain time, the United Kingdom will definitely send troops to attack. Fortunately, we killed these envoys on their first day of arrival, which gives us some time to establish diplomatic relations with other countries," Gu Mu instructed.
He was responsible for getting the Hidden City to provide hybrid rice and the magical loom; the rest was handled by his subordinates.
Gu Mu explained everything clearly: "The magical loom must be controlled and can only appear within the territory of the Southern Country. It cannot be sent to other countries. What we export are hybrid rice and cloth woven by the magical loom."
"If anyone smuggles the magical loom to another country without authorization, they will be punished with criminal penalties, and every effort will be made to recover the magical loom."
This was Gu Mu's consideration for the employment of the people in the South.
Once the magical loom is invented, it will greatly increase productivity. Machines will replace manual labor, leading to mass unemployment.
However, if demand expands, the produced fabrics can be exported.
Therefore, the magical loom would not affect domestic employment.
It is said that weak countries have no diplomacy, and the only countries that the South has consistently established cooperative relationships with are a few small ones.
This opportunity to establish cooperative relations with a powerful nation indicates that the strength of the Southern Kingdom will be further enhanced.
The ministers were all very excited when they thought of this.
"By the way," Gu Mu smiled at the right moment, "I'll tell you a fact: the reason why Hidden City is related to me is that it doesn't belong to me. I just have a way to keep the city lord of Hidden City in check."
“Once I die, or the Southern Kingdom is destroyed, the Lord of the Hidden City will lose his checks and balances and will leave this world completely, taking the Hidden City to where he belongs.”
"Or perhaps, only by killing me personally can this balance of power be eliminated."
These words,
This was intended to encourage powerful nations to openly plunder and disregard the Southern Kingdom.
At the same time, it was also said to the princess.
Let the princess know that someone wants to kill him. He has nothing yet, how can he die so easily, right?
There was a sense of urgency, like the threat of an attack from the United States. Although the officials were openly and covertly fighting amongst themselves...
But at this moment, everyone is united as one.
They are dedicated to promoting the amazing loom nationwide, and at the same time, they acquire the cloth woven by the amazing loom and sell it to other countries.
And by using hybrid rice and these fabrics, they established business relationships with other powerful nations.
Xiao Su originally set the price of the magical loom very high, making it unaffordable for ordinary people.
However, Gu Mu is, after all, the lord of Hidden City.
He...did not pressure Xiao Su on the price, preventing her from selling the magical loom for more than a certain limit.
Gu Mu directly used his identity as the Ghost-Faced Doctor to take over a shop and sell it himself.
In this way, the magical looms that are sold are produced by the system and cost nothing.
All the money that came in was his.
There's no need to share with middlemen.
How could Gu Mu possibly let Xiao Su benefit from such a risk-free and highly profitable business?
Xiao Su had just sold her amazing loom to a powerful figure in the capital at a high price when she encountered this situation.
However, she could only grit her teeth and sigh, then lower the price to about the same level as the masked doctor.
At the same time, she secretly rejoiced that she had taken the opportunity to fleece all the powerful and wealthy people in the capital.
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