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Chapter 458 Qin Wang Order (asking for monthly ticket)
The person who appeared in the hazy winter rain and held an umbrella for Nan Hanwen was not someone else, but Li Guanyi. Nan Hanwen was stunned for a long time and didn't know what to do. His nose was sore. This old minister of the Chen State, who had experienced several emperors, including Taiping Duke, Tan Tai Xianming, and Chen Dingye, actually shed tears.

He just raised his hand and wiped the rain off his face, and wiped away the tears on his face. He felt that he was really embarrassed like a fool, and said, "The wind and rain today are really strong, making me feel really embarrassed."

After completing a set of movements, there was a sudden pause.

I thought, how could this King Qin, who was at the peak of the Ninth Heaven, not see what his actions were for? But just when he felt a little embarrassed, the King Qin just smiled and held up the umbrella, stretched out his hand to catch the winter rain in Jiangnan this year, and said:
"Yes, the world is stormy."

One is that there is strong wind and rain today, and the other is that there is strong wind and rain all over the world.

Just two different words, but the charm and meaning they represent are completely different. Nan Hanwen was stunned. Li Guanyi held an umbrella and said with a smile: "It's rare to meet Mr. Nan. Why don't we go together and buy something hot to warm ourselves up."

The King of Qin personally walked slowly holding an umbrella.

Nan Hanwen, who had a difficult time meeting Emperor Chen in the State of Chen, felt somewhat at a loss.

Seeing that Li Guanyi was very skilled in leading him to the places where the people liked to eat, Nan Hanwen plucked up his courage and said, "Your Highness, you really understand where these people live and eat."

Li Guanyi replied, "I have been walking in troubled times since I was a child, and I am very familiar with places like this. Among those restaurants and the best teahouses, what matters is the atmosphere. As for the food, it is naturally excellent."

“The taste is exquisite, the presentation is exquisite and small, and the color, aroma and taste are perfect.”

"But for me, I am still used to the delicious food in the market."

Li Guanyi took Nan Hanwen to a small restaurant in a small alley. They had set up a small stall. Li Guanyi put away his bamboo umbrella and said familiarly, "Shopkeeper, two bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup, two sesame biscuits, and a dish of thin shredded dumplings soaked in oil."

"okay!"

The shopkeeper was a woman in her early thirties who was very efficient. Li Guanyi scalded the cup with tea and called Nan Hanwen. Nan Hanwen saw King Qin soaking the hot cake in the duck blood vermicelli soup and eating it.

Eat the pancake alone to enjoy its delicious flavor, then eat it with duck blood vermicelli soup and shredded dumplings.

Nan Hanwen muttered about the duck blood vermicelli soup. He looked down and saw duck blood, duck offal and some vermicelli in it. He stirred it with chopsticks and found no duck meat. But drinking the soup made him feel good. He had been so tired all the way here that he had eaten a lot without realizing it. When he realized what he had done, he realized that he had been eating like a wolf. He felt a little embarrassed and said, "...Please don't blame me, Your Highness."

Li Guanyi stretched out his finger and said, "You can just call me Pharmacist outside."

Nan Hanwen asked in surprise: "How can this be done?"

Li Guanyi said: "Okay, this is an order."

Nan Hanwen was choked by a breath of anger.

The young King Qin seemed very proud and took two sips of soup. Nan Hanwen didn't know how to respond, so he just said casually, "This soup is called duck blood vermicelli soup? I haven't seen it before, but eating a bowl in this stormy weather is quite comfortable."

Li Guanyi picked up a glass of vermicelli with chopsticks and said, "After all, these days, duck offal is much cheaper than duck meat. If you can't afford duck meat, just chop the duck offal and put it together. When the hot soup is boiling, add chopped green onions. It has a meaty taste and is delicious in the mouth while it's still warm."

"The price is not expensive, even ordinary people can afford it."

Nan Hanwen remained silent for a long time and said:
"Your Highness, as the King of Qin, why do you also eat such simple food?"

He held it in for a long time and finally said the word "simple".

In fact, I feel that this kind of food is not up to standard after all.

Li Guanyi took a sip of soup, then slowly broke the remaining sesame cake apart, put the shredded dumplings soaked in sesame oil in it, took a bite, chewed slowly, and said, "Do I have to be particular about what I eat? I eat meat, roast goose, and this sesame cake too."

"But if you're talking about people who only eat the tongue of a chicken and throw away the rest, or only eat the meat under a certain scale of a fish, and spend hundreds of taels of silver on a meal, then I can only say that they are stupid."

Li Guan has always been outspoken and has the magnanimity of a whale fisherman.

Master Nanhanwen was shocked.

After a while, he uttered a sentence with a grunt, "Your Highness, Prince Qin, is straightforward!"

Li Guan laughed and said, "You are indeed a knowledgeable person. However, it is right for us to eat normal food. These sesame cakes and grains are all grown by the common people through hard work all year round."

"If we eat a little, the people will eat less. If we are extravagant and indulge in luxury, the people will have to eat less. A meal costs a hundred taels of silver, but one tael of silver is enough for a family to barely survive for a month."

"In one meal, they consume the food rations of a hundred families for a month."

"Sir, you are well-read. Do you think this is right?"

Nan Hanwen was silent for a long time and was unable to speak.

But he thought again of the 10 million taels of silver in the chaotic times. The emperor wanted to corrupt another opponent, even if that opponent was brave and heroic, and had the potential to create a prosperous future and let the people live a good life.

The prime minister had to consider his own reputation, and while maintaining such a good reputation, he also had to consider the lives of his entire family and the more than 200 people in his mansion, so he had to take money; the officials below, in order to survive when the mansion was about to collapse, had to take money.

Even the lowest-level officials have to take money in order to get promoted.

Where does this money come from?
Just as the King of Qin said, it is the result of the people's hard work all year round.

No one contributed money, only the people shed blood and flesh.

Everyone got the money and removed the people from the fields.

At this time, people come and go to avoid the rain. They order a bowl of hot duck blood and vermicelli soup here, and talk about recent events while taking shelter from the rain. The sound of conversation, the mist in the air when the winter rain falls, and the hot air in their mouths while chatting, mixed with the smoke from the cooking, create a lazy charm.

This is the extreme of the worldly life.

Nan Hanwen suddenly felt a strong impulse in his heart. The experiences of the past few decades and what he had seen in just this month were in fierce conflict in his heart. The old scholar was silent for a long time, clenching his fists and then putting them down, putting them down and clenching them again.

Suddenly, there was a sound of knocking on the table.

I raised my head and saw His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin looking at me with a calm gaze.

Nan Hanwen paused for a moment, wondering if he had been seen through.

The envoy from the State of Chen straightened his back with a solemn look on his face. He was just about to talk about the general situation in the world, the turbulent situation, the emperors, generals, and the confrontations among nations.

The King of Qin pointed his chopsticks at Nan Hanwen's bowl and said seriously:

"It's pink."

Nan Hanwen: “…………”

Just now he was tense, worried, and struggling. The general situation of national affairs in the world was like a castle in the sky. After chatting like this, just these three words pulled Nan Hanwen down to the ground.

This kind of human charm and the feeling of real interaction between people come flooding in.

Nan Hanwen was in a daze for a long time, as if his mind was empty, and suddenly he burst into laughter.

After finishing this meal full of the smell of fireworks, Nan Hanwen felt relaxed and warm all over, and said frankly: "Your Highness, Prince Qin, you promised me that Dachen and Ying would build a palace. Actually, you have other uses for it, right?"

"Can you tell me?"

The King of Qin actually smiled and said, "Sir, you are very insightful. It is indeed so."

Qin Wang Li Guanyi said: "This vast palace is for inheritance."

Nan Hanwen was puzzled: "Inheritance?"

The King of Qin said: "Yes, it is the continuation of the unique knowledge of the ancient sages."

"This is the most prestigious palace in the entire Jiangnan Prefecture, prepared for students."

Nan Hanwen said respectfully, "What's the difference between it and the academies in other countries and the academies in Zhongzhou?"

"Is it different?"

The King of Qin stretched out his hand. The rain had gradually stopped falling. His expression was calm as he replied, "It doesn't matter what your background is. You can enter this sect after passing the examination. All the scholars of various schools of thought, practical economics, military science, commerce, agriculture, and Mohist institutions can enter this sect..."

"how?"

Nan Hanwen murmured, "No matter your origin..."

His expression became more determined, and he said, "Then, what about the tallest building? It should be built in the style of the Star-Picking Tower, and it should be able to hold many treasures in the world."

Li Guanda laughed and replied, "I have collected books from all over the world and treasured them."

"Martial arts, secret scrolls, mathematics, Mohism, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism."

“Anyone in the world can read it here.”

One who only cares about talent and does not care about background.

Anyone in the world can read it here.

Like two sharp swords, they seemed to create a crack in the stale order of the whole world. It was completely different from the strict and rigid order of the State of Chen. In this world, the secret scrolls of martial arts and the treasures of various schools of thought were all secrets of each sect.

Nan Hanwen couldn't imagine how the world, which had been blocked from knowledge inheritance for hundreds of years, would change drastically if the King of Qin could do this. First, he used three arrows to stabilize the morale of the army and break the rites and laws, and then he used two swords to break the monopoly of knowledge.

Before this, the King of Qin mostly displayed the chivalry of a knight and the heroism of a general.

Now that he has stepped onto the world and held the king's sword, everything he does is bound to shake the world.

Nan Hanwen thought of this spirit and the corruption of the Chen State, and sighed:

“What you are about to do will inevitably affect the past order.”

"It is inevitable that there will be a counterattack from the world. Can such a thing really be accomplished?"

The King of Qin replied: "Do you think that if you don't know whether you can accomplish something, you won't do it?"

Nan Hanwen was silent for a long time.

He finally made up his mind, cupped his hands and whispered:

"If so, I don't know..."

"Minister, can I follow behind Your Majesty and see such a world?"

The King of Qin replied: "All affairs of the world are decided by the people of the world."

"Sir, please."

He stood up, his dark sleeves rolled up and fell down, holding an umbrella, looking at the sky outside, and said calmly: "The rain has stopped."

Li Guanyi stood up and left. Nan Hanwen said softly:
"The 2,870,000 taels of silver from the State of Chen should be used by Your Majesty."

Li Guanyi, who was calm and unhurried, paused.

Nan Hanwen remained silent, then added:

“The first batch.”

Li Guanyi: “…………”

He exhaled slightly and just nodded.

Majestic, calm, as if everything was under control. Nan Hanwen finally let go at this moment. After resolving the struggle in his heart that lasted for a long time, he felt that the world was wide open with a thought. While he was relaxed, he saw the King of Qin walking away with a solemn and extraordinary aura, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

As expected, he is the King of Qin!
It suddenly appeared just when I was struggling the most and finding it difficult to make a decision.

Is it a coincidence, or is this the so-called destiny?
Nan Hanwen only felt a surge of thoughts in his mind, but he finally let go of his previous struggles, relaxed, and sighed: "Your Majesty the King of Qin, you are unfathomable!"

Li Guanyi walked past here calmly and out of Nan Hanwen's sight.

Then he slid over and looked up at the sky. The unfathomable King Qin murmured, "Fuck, two million eight hundred and seventy thousand taels of silver?!"

"Or the first batch?!"

“Fuck, I got rich, my fortune is back?!”

Li Guanyi never expected that he would only "escape" for a while.

Such a good thing happened.

On the way back happily, I saw an elegant young man at the door. He was wearing a light blue gown, with his hands covered in the sleeves. His expression was as warm as jade, and he chatted with the people with a smile, but he seemed to notice someone's gaze.

This gentle gentleman raised his eyes and looked over.

The smile froze bit by bit.

Li Guanyi paused and pretended nothing had happened.

Turn around, take a step, and go!
But with one hand, stimulated by the red and black logistics budget, Yan Daiqing actually slapped Li Guanyi on the shoulder. The dignified and invincible Prince Qin paused and sweat broke out on his forehead.

Behind him, Mr. Yan Daiqing, who was as gentle as jade and had just answered a child's numerology question, slowly approached: "Isn't this His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin?"

"Why do you leave when you see me today?"

"Where are you going?"

Li Guanyi's mouth twitched: "Ah, this, ahem, I..."

"Ah, Dai Qing, you are here. Ahaha, I was just looking for you."

"I didn't see it for a while."

Li Guanfang had just slipped out, using the excuse of going to see the "royal palace" built by Chen Xiuzhu. It seemed to be almost finished, so he came to take a look. In fact, he was also using this excuse to avoid official duties.

Xiyi City is a prominent city in the Western Regions.

It is almost completely comparable to the second fortress in the world built in Zhenbei City.

They firmly grasped the strategic core of Ying State's in-depth advancement into the Western Regions, which belonged to the level of cooperation in the strategic situation. After all, this matter could not be handled as arbitrarily as when they were rangers. They said they were allies and then turned around and walked away with the silver-haired girl in their arms.

People’s livelihood, strategy, and military configuration.

The mobilization of generals and the coordination of counselors.

This is a series of serious and tedious matters that need to be considered, and it is impossible to accomplish it with just the movement of fingers.

Of course, the most important thing is that Yan Daiqing found that he still needed to squeeze out enough funds and manpower from the already perfect and demanding logistical arrangements to allow Qin Lai to accept the second fortress in the world.

This caused Mr. Yan Daiqing's emotions to fluctuate slightly.

For example, when Mr. Yan Daiqing was handling official business recently, there seemed to be a dark cloud gathering above his head. Now the situation has reached the point where Xiao Zhi, who used to like to walk around with a small notebook and write down other people's problems, now takes a detour when he sees Mr. Yan Daiqing.

Even Mr. Wen Qingyu no longer bothers Mr. Yan Daiqing.

He was afraid that the latter would pick up the heavy documents and hit him with a powerful blow.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

It was discovered that the logistics budget was seriously overspent, but this matter was still so important that it had to be done, so they had to start reorganizing all official duties and try to squeeze out money for the two expeditions for the wise and powerful but damn poor Royal Highness the King of Qin.

At this moment, Lord Yan Daiqing, the Prime Minister of King Qin, has successfully entered the stage where he dislikes everyone.

Quite unrefreshing.

He sneered and said, "I see. However, if you are looking for me, it means that you are ready to continue with your logistical duties and your so-called [school] plan."

All the ambitions, ideals, strategies and wishes have been put into practice.

Actually, it’s just one word.

Money! Money!
Still money!
Li Guanyi, who was instinctively trying to run away, paused for a moment, then suddenly realized something. He coughed, then said confidently, "I've found it."

Yan Daiqing raised his eyes and looked at him: "How much?!"

Li Guanyi smiled:
"Two million eight hundred and seventy thousand taels of silver."

Accompanied by Li Guanyi's narration.

The black air above Yan Daiqing's head slowly dissipated.

As Li Guanyi watched the changes in Yan Daiqing, his confidence gradually grew, as if everything was under his control.

When he saw Yan Daiqing's frown relax and he showed his gentle gentlemanly demeanor again.

Li Guanyi calmly said the killer move, raised a finger and said, "The first batch!"

Yan Daiqing, in an instant, felt refreshed!
Yan Daiqing praised: "He is one of us!"

After Nan Hanwen returned, he no longer felt guilty when he saw Xiao Shaohui, nor did he teach him a lesson out of anger just because Xiao Shaohui also took at least 100,000 taels of silver.

Instead, there is a complicated yet relieved feeling.

The world is so vast, and times of chaos are full of struggle.

All the civil and military officials in Dachen had their own plans and plans.

Some are after money or fame, some are thinking of taking advantage of the demise of the Chen State to plunder, and some are completely unaware of how the situation has changed, and only find that laws and controls in all areas have gradually been relaxed.

They were like vultures that had discovered rotten flesh, enjoying this feast even more wantonly and crazily.

It is no longer covered up.

Demons dance wildly.

The building is about to collapse and the situation is precarious. It's just like this.

But isn’t it the same for me?

Some people wantonly trample on order and plunder everywhere to satisfy their desires in the dark and turbulent times, while others are eager to find a brighter future in this turbulent era.

Everyone has his own desires and his own beliefs.

Nan Hanwen guided the craftsmen to build this brand new [Academy] and [Library] directly according to the descriptions and requirements of Li Guanyi and others.

Li Guanyi wrote a letter in reply to Li Zhaowen's invitation, and before leaving for Xiyi City, he had to arrange many things.

By the time he comes back, several months may have passed.

Leave the fire in advance, a spark.

He also summoned everyone from the Tiance Palace to implement a new strategy, selecting talents from all over to enter the palace, among which they were divided into different disciplines.

The literary genre was taught by the Nine Sons of the Academy.

The martial arts category is based on the Motian Sect and teaches many martial arts. The sword maniac Murong Longtu also serves as the honorary master.

Military strategists were taught by many famous generals.

With Fan Qing as the director of the teaching department, all civil and military students had to participate in General Fan Qing's daily instruction, and many scholars from farming families also had courses opened.

Unexpectedly, the Mohist school was also elevated in status, and together with other schools of thought, it recruited students who were interested in the Mohist mechanical arts.

However, at this time, the number of students from the Mohist School in Tiance Mansion was not enough. The Mohist master who was making an arm for Xiao Wuliang raised his eyes slightly, looked at Li Guanyi next to him, sighed, and said:
"So, you are really a strange fellow. No king since ancient times has valued the teachings of the Mohist school as much as you do."

"So, what are you going to do?"

Li Guanyi sat cross-legged beside him, looking at Xiao Wuliang's arm curiously. The Mohist master's craftsmanship was superb, and Xiao Wuliang's arm could be said to be as agile as before.

There are many other wonderful uses.

After Xiao Wuliang gets used to it, he may not be able to recover to his prime, but at least he can return to the battlefield.

Li Guanyi put down Xiao Wuliang's arm, and smiled when he heard it: "I was just thinking that if the Mohist numerology and the ingenious use of mechanisms can be popularized, then ordinary people can also use the mysterious power of martial arts thousands of years later."

The Mohist master was dumbfounded, thinking that the King of Qin was imagining things again, and said unhappily: "This is ridiculous... Only the internal energy and vital energy of martial arts can be used for various wonderful purposes. How can ordinary people use them?"

The King of Qin smiled and said, "Maybe?"

“Who can know what will happen thousands of years from now?”

"Since we are going to dream, why not just be quick about it? If possible, let me take the first step."

The Mohist master was speechless for a long time, then said:

"But the disciples of the Mohist School are scattered all over the world. How can you gather these forces together?"

Li Guanyi said: "I have to thank you, Master."

The Mohist master was stunned: "What?"

Then his eyes focused slightly and he saw that there was an extra token in Li Guanyi's hand. It was ancient and majestic, and it was the token of the great master of Mohism.

Before Li Guanyi went to the Western Regions, the leader of the Mohist School was worried that Li Guanyi would go alone and encounter many obstacles, so he ordered the leader of the Mohist School to recruit Mohist disciples to fulfill his promise.

Li Guanyi never used this giant order. He just kept it in his hand, sleeping quietly, waiting for the day when it would burst into flames.

And now, this order falls into the hands of King Qin.

The Mohist leader's gaze slowly froze.

The ink-black sleeves were slightly rolled up. The King of Qin was sitting cross-legged there, holding the master's order, and stood up. Under the rolling sleeves, the Mohist master almost felt a blazing flame beginning to gather.

On that day, the King of Qin summoned all the Mohists in the world.

Mohism, returned to Qin.

(End of this chapter)