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Before seeing a woman, Xiong Jing, who had been depressed, was full of that kind of thing, but when he saw her, heard her voice, and his eyes penetrated through her eyes, other thoughts were instantly thrown away, and even hugging her was afraid that there would be irreversible fluctuations in time and space, and he only stared at her from a distance of a few feet. Instead, the woman threw herself into his arms and cried with a whimper.

Just as you can't look down when walking on a cliff, although she is snuggled in a man's arms and standing on solid ground, what flashes in her mind is an endless and turbulent sea, a deep and invisible dark gully, and a beautiful and incomparably deserted Xinying, as if she had just woken up from a nightmare, and then trembled with fear from the things in the dream.

Xiong Jing felt her trembling, and thought that a woman had enough courage to face all this, but she was a woman after all, a noble woman who had been pampered since childhood. Because of his persistence, and because of his selfishness, he wanted her to break free from the original trajectory of life, so she became what she is now.

Perhaps, she can live a peaceful life when she becomes Zhao Zheng's concubine; Perhaps, she will die in the tragic years at the end of Qin; Perhaps, she will never know what love ...... in her life, but what does it matter?! No matter how you choose, people will always die, whether to marry yourself or marry Zhao Zheng, there is only a short life.

How to spend life is a question that everyone has to face. Later generations often believe that people should grow and mature, and have to pay a price for this, but the paradox is that people are happiest only when they are children, and the farther away from childhood, the more miserable and lonely they are. In that case, what is the point of growth and maturity? Shouldn't people grow up when they are children? Shouldn't we always keep the innocence of a child and die with a good hope of the afterlife?

The son could not have grown up, but she could have maintained a childlike heart and lived happily for the rest of her life. However, because of herself, she grew up, began to endure countless pains, began to have such trembling fears, and began to try to take on the responsibilities of a country.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" Xiong Jing said words that the woman couldn't understand, hugged her tighter and tighter, and kept kissing her and kissing her. Mi heard the man talking, she couldn't understand, but she felt guilty in the man's words, and soon she held back her tears, took the initiative to kiss him back, groped on him, and untied his clothes.

There was no one else in the room, and there were Mi Ni and Chang Jiang standing outside the door. What is a girl, the sound in the room and the rhythmic swaying of her feet soon made her face red and hot. After all, Chang Jiang has served two kings, and he only lowered his eyes at this, as if he didn't notice any sound or shaking. Only when he saw that Wang Zhou turned the headland and was about to enter the port, he coughed and said loudly: "Da Ao has an order, go to Guangling first......"

"The king......" Mi was sobbing again, but this was a sobbing of happiness. She is shy and extremely sensitive to the sound outside, and she doesn't know why Chang Jiang wants to fake the king's order.

"It doesn't matter." Xiong Jing was too busy to speak. Thinking of going to Guangling to return to Zhufanggang, he couldn't help but control the rhythm.

"Eh, eh, ......" Seeing that Wang Zhou, who was about to enter the port, suddenly turned around, Zhu Zhu didn't know why, and Lu Yangjun and the others were also inexplicable. Why not enter the port? Why not enter the port? ”

Zhu Chai shouted loudly, causing everyone to look at Wang Zhou, who turned around. Seeing this, Mi Ling, who was waiting for her sister to land, stepped on him hard, and spun it hard. Zhu Chai screamed, "Madam! Why are you ......?"

"Humph!" Women are always meticulous, Lu Li knew what was going on when she saw Wang Zhou's strange rippling Ling in the mirror, and her husband shouted loudly, which really made her feel ashamed.

Mrs. Yu Shi Chang stepped on Yu Shi Chang's feet, and the people who were looking at Wang Zhou turned their heads and laughed. Zhu Zhu married a noble woman who was like a flower and jade, and she was still the sister of Empress Ao, which was really enviable, but Qi Ling did not have the virtuous and virtuous virtues of a woman in the Central Plains, and from time to time she was a poor honorable sergeant, which was relieving.

Amid the laughter of everyone, Wang Zhou sailed to Guangling, northwest of Zhu Fang, circled and turned back. When they landed on the shore, the ministers found that the weather seemed to be too hot, and Da Ao and Ao Hou's faces were red and fluttering, and sweat was still clinging to their clothes. After the ministers finished saluting, they welcomed the two into the Ming Hall, and the banquet had already been prepared.

Chu Li men and women sit at the same table, Xiong Jing and his wife sit at the same table and eat together, Zhu Zhu is also like this with Qi Ling, and Lu Yangjun and others have no wife so they can only sit alone. There was no too complicated etiquette, and soon Lu Yangjun was anti-guest and offered wine: "Queen Ao and Zhou Ji went to Penglai together, crossed the waves, and even her husband was out of reach, and she was also admired." This wine is specially offered, please allow Da Ao. ”

The offering of wine is to serve the wine to the front and invite the guests to drink it to their heart's content. Lu Yangjun didn't care about Chu Li and Zhou Li, he was extremely excited to see Mi return safely, and he offered wine to Mi regardless of etiquette. It is elegant and dignified, and it is the first time to see Xiong Jing when he offers wine and drinks. When she took the wine and drank it, her beautiful eyes also looked forward to Xiong Jing, and when she saw that touch of her eyes, Xiong Jing's heart was hot again.

"The minister also offered wine to Da Ao." After the wine was drunk, Lu Yangjun offered wine to Xiongjing again. "Da Ao built a sea boat to get the three islands of Penglai, so that our Chu country has a place to migrate. The three islands are very good, there are herds of elk, fresh fish are full of lakes, and the fairyland of the world is also ......"

The three islands of Penglai are far away at sea, and there are always people worried about crossing the storm. There are still a few people in the court, and Lu Yangjun probably wants to use their pen to let the Chu people eliminate this worry. Xiong Jing, who was already ninety percent sure of the decisive battle, took the wine and did not drink it immediately, but said: "What is the way of Mishima? I, the Chu people, should go further. The ancestors of the Chu people were half-hunting and half-herding, and rarely cultivated, but today they all cultivate. How many years have you been hunting deer? In the recent years, before moving east, Yunmeng Daze had hunted the deer of the royal court. Alas. ”

The deer farm of the Shang Dynasty of Chenyu Kingdom made Xiong Jing think of deer hunting. In the past, there were herds of wild deer and forests all over the world. In the world now, it is difficult to see even Dazhang north of Huaishui, and the forest has become a field.

"The king thinks that my Chu people should not farm?" Lu Yangjun didn't understand Xiong Jing's sigh.

"Nature has to cultivate, but not to plow. I heard that Li Kui once said: 'Today, one husband and five mouths, one hundred acres of land, one and a half stones per mu of land are harvested, which is one hundred and fifty stones of corn, and the remaining one hundred and thirty-five stones are divided into fifteen stones of the tax of eleven. Food, one and a half stones per month, and five people are ninety stone ......'" Xiong Jing said the words of Li Kui, the prime minister of Wei more than a hundred years ago.

Wei Guomu is a small mu, and the 100-mu field is only 27 city mu. A small mu of corn can only be harvested 150 stone of grain a year, and the corn grain output per mu of each city is only 148 city catties. If there were no income such as mulberry and hemp, the farmer he gave an example would not be able to make ends meet at all, and would go bankrupt every year.

Millet is a gift from God to China, because one millet seed can harvest ten, so when Lü Buwei asked his father 'how many times the profit of plowing the field', his father replied 'ten times'. Wheat is different, the best annual harvest of wheat is only one harvest six, the general annual harvest is five, and the difference is planted with one harvest four and three harvests. In the Middle Ages, the yield of wheat in Europe was less than 100 catties per city, but the problem was that farmers at that time not only planted wheat, but also breeded, which was an agricultural and pastoral economy, not a simple agricultural economy.

Lu Yangjun still didn't understand what Xiong Jing was trying to express. After Li Kui raised the big problem that the Wei peasants were very poor and could barely make ends meet, his solution was 'the small hunger will be collected by the small hunger, the medium hunger will be the middle of the hunger, and the great famine will be collected by the big one (the taxes levied at the time of the small famine will be paid, the taxes levied at the time of the medium maturity will be paid during the middle famine, and the taxes levied at the time of the great famine will be paid when the big is ripe)'.

"The meaning of the king is that if you are ripe, you will be hungry?" Right Shi Yixian asked. Li Kui's solution was the equalization system and the idea of regular liquidation in the later dynasties of the Qin Dynasty, advocating the accumulation of savings in good years and relief in disaster years.

"Definitely." Xiong Jing shook his head resolutely. "It doesn't matter if it's ripe or hungry, but the grain is stored in the hands of the millet people, or in the treasury of the government, and one and a half stones per mu are one and a half stones, is it one and a half stones, is it much? Not much either. Zhuangzi once said that the people who raise snipers (macaques) are endowed, saying: 'Three in the morning and four in the evening. All the snipers were furious. He said, 'Then it will be four and three at dusk.' 'Everybody's happy. How is it different?

What I mean is that a family of five is too little for a family of 100 acres, and when it is less, it is 1,000 acres, and if it is more, 10,000 acres or 100,000 acres. He does not plow with a plow, but ploughs with a horse. Or half-farming, half-herding, or even half-hunting, so that you will not be unable to make ends meet.

There is little land, many people, and poverty; There is a lot of land, few people, and a lot of money. The Chu people only go to Penglai, they can hunt deer, and if they go to Dongzhou, they can ....... Mencius said: 'A house of five acres, a tree with mulberry, and fifty can be clothed.' Chickens, guineas, dogs, and animals, if there is no time, the seventy can eat meat. A hundred acres of land, don't take it away, a few families can be hungry. ’

Mencius thought: A few families have no hunger, fifty can be clothed, seventy can eat meat, but those who are not kings have not been borne. However, I thought," Xiong Jing stood up at this time, and looked at everyone: "He can feed the corn and wheat of my Chu people, and the one-year-old can be clothed and clothed, and the three-year-old can eat meat......

"Da Ao!" Xiong Jing said it was so exaggerated that even Mi thought he might be drunk.

Xiong Jing wasn't drunk at all, he was just a little excited. The population of the world is 30 million, this is the official household number, and the real may not be known. With 30 or 40 million people confined to this narrow land, and with such low grain production, it is long overdue to make great strides.

What's the fastest growth? Grab the fastest! A nation that does not dare and is powerless is a nation that has no hope. The world is so big, tens of millions of people are crowded here, fighting for hundreds of years, and all the capitals of countries have moved to the Central Plains, why do you only know how to squeeze in, but don't know how to explore outside?

Xiong Jing shook his head, indicating that he was not drunk, and the left and right Ershi and those few people were shocked and hurriedly wrote down his words: "He can feed the corn and wheat of my Chu people to the dolphins, one year old can be clothed, and three years old can eat meat." However, no one knows what kind of world this is. u