From a freeloader to a world leader

Just when Sun Shan was as passionate as an MLM lecturer, and had painted a beautiful pie in the sky, he took advantage of his blood boiling and led dozens of his men, wearing sand-filled clothes and holding white wax sticks, to practice martial arts move by move.

A dozen or so burly and fierce-looking Tiger Ridge bandits, led by a middle-aged man holding a scimitar, set out on fierce horses at night and headed towards Hengzhou Prefecture.

At the same time, in Dao County, which was one day's away from Hengzhou Prefecture, more than 40 young men, led by Sun Daping, stayed overnight in an inn, planning to set out early the next morning and reach Hengzhou before the city gates closed in the afternoon.

Meet up with Sun Shan who has been waiting for a long time, and work together to create great achievements that belong to the Sun family.

At the easternmost part of Hengzhou Prefecture, in the Hengwang Mansion which covers an area of ​​more than a thousand acres, people are talking about Sun Shan and humming a song he plagiarized from a thousand years later.

"I am a fox who has been practicing for a thousand years, practicing for a thousand years, being lonely for a thousand years. In the dead of night, someone can hear me crying, and in the dim light, someone can see me dancing. I am a fox who has been waiting for a thousand years, waiting for a thousand years, being lonely for a thousand years. Who has planted the love poison in this world, and who has drunk the love poison in this vast sea of ​​people? When I loved you, you were studying hard in poverty, and when I left you, you were passing the imperial examination and having your wedding night. Can I dance for you again?

I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago.

Look at the fluttering sleeves of her clothes, the fluttering sleeves of her clothes,

All the vows of love turned into nothingness.

Can I dance for you again------"

In the quiet back garden, there was a pretty figure standing by the window. The afterglow of dusk illuminated her delicate face, revealing her flawless skin, as smooth and delicate as porcelain.

Her eyes were like deep lake water, glittering with crystal light, making people intoxicated. Her long eyelashes fluttered gently, like a butterfly dancing to the song.

"Princess, you've been singing all day, aren't you tired of it?"

Yang Keyin stopped singing happily yet resentfully, and stared at Li Ziyan, her childhood playmate and with whom she had lived for five or six years, with her eyes sparkling in the twilight.

"Bu Yan, this song is so beautiful! I really don't know how that scholar made it up. Why is it completely different from what we sing?"

"He—"

Li Ziyan couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth when she recalled her meeting with Sun Shan at the city entrance more than half a month ago.

But when he thought of what his father said about what he had done, his emotions fluctuated a little: "He is a bad scholar, so he sings these things. You see, others are studying hard, but he sings and acts. He doesn't look like a scholar at all."

"Who says that a scholar must study? What's wrong with singing? Didn't you hear that my father likes his songs very much and said that this scholar has some talent?"

"hehe----"

Li Ziyan smiled helplessly: "Of course we think it's nothing, but he is a scholar, and I heard that he is so poor that he has to work as an accountant. If he doesn't study hard, what future can he have?"

"Yo-----"

When Yang Kexin heard Li Ziyan say that, with a resentful look on her face, she couldn't help but tease him, and asked with a long tail tone: "It seems that someone is quite concerned about Xiucai? He even cares about his future development. Does he want Xiucai to pass the civil service exam and dance for you when he is on the list of successful candidates in the future?"

After hearing these words, Li Ziyan's pretty face, which was as delicate as a baby's, turned red as if stained with blood.

She twisted her body and pinched Yang Keyin's arm shyly: "I don't know who is singing his songs every day, and said that he wanted to go see him. I'm not like you."

"What's wrong with me singing?"

Yang Kexin stared at him with her bright eyes, "I just admire his talent, not like some people who care about his future."

As he spoke, Yang Kexin asked curiously, "I heard that the scholar also winked at someone. I wonder if that person blushed?"

I rely on.

After hearing this, Li Ziyan's face, which was already blushing, immediately looked as if it was painted with bright red paint.

She immediately covered Yang Keyin's rosy little mouth: "Princess! I don't want to play with you anymore-----"

Yang Kexin became even happier when she saw her look.

Weiwei struggled to break free from Li Ziyan's palm and blinked. Her bright eyes were like two small palm-leaf fans: "Is he, like me too----"

"I don't want to play with you anymore. I don't want to play with you anymore----"

Li Ziyan really couldn't stand the princess's teasing, so she covered her face and ran out of the yard.

"Zi Yan, don't leave. I haven't finished asking questions yet-----"

Seeing Li Ziyan walk away shyly, Yang Keyin shouted in a clear voice.

Unfortunately, the shy Li Zi Yan couldn't stand her teasing. Besides, she wanted to go back and deal with her loud-mouthed maid Xiang Yu. It was all her fault that she lost face.

Seeing Li Zi Yan slip away like smoke, Yang Keyin, who was standing alone by the window, looked around boredly at the garden full of exotic flowers and plants.

He looked again and saw several maids serving him from far and near, and his mood suddenly became depressed.

She whispered, "Zi Yan is fine. Her father loves her. Maybe she still has a chance to be with that scholar."

"What about me-----"

After she said "what about me", her originally bright eyes looked more like misty.

Most of the royal daughters of the Sui Empire did not have a good fate.

Their marriages were either to be sent to the extremely cold and barbaric Mongolian Kingdom in the north, or to the even more desolate and uglier Daliang Kingdom in the northwest.

Of course, most of the royal daughters were married to their husbands.

However, the relationship and fate of the prince consort and the princess are generally tragic.

First of all, the prince consort cannot hold an official position.

Secondly, the prince consort and the princess are not allowed to meet at any time, and they need a maid from the palace to provide guidance.

Thirdly, the Prince Consort’s family cannot be of noble origin, and of course, it is impossible for him to be of noble origin.

How could the noble, powerful and influential young masters of aristocratic families be interested in the position of a royal consort, which only has the title but not the power?

As the empire declined, the formerly barbaric states of Mongolia and Daliang often sent troops to attack the border.

Under the attack from two barbaric countries, the ministers in the empire began to think about marriage.

It was called a marriage alliance, but in fact it was just another way of saying surrender.

Send women and silver over there in the hope that the other side will not attack the border again for a certain number of years.

But the money will eventually run out.

Besides, no matter how much money you have, it can’t be used to eat.

It is a wild and desolate place with a harsh climate and cannot produce many crops.

It is better when the weather is good and the cattle and sheep are well fed.

Once the years are bad, the two barbaric countries will send troops to plunder again, no matter how long it has been since your princess was sent there.

Fifty or sixty years ago, when the empire was still relatively powerful, the two barbaric countries still maintained some restraint.

Ever since the Battle of Qingshi Mountain fifty years ago, the Sui Empire's army of more than 100,000 soldiers was completely wiped out because it was led by Wang De, the Minister of War, and Li Yuan, the eunuch, who only knew how to study military books but had no practical experience.

The situation on the border is getting worse day by day.

More than two hundred years passed. The Sui Empire, which had lasted nearly three hundred years, was like all the ancient empires in history. At the end of its reign, all its problems broke out.

The officialdom was highly corrupt, the rich and powerful were indulging in romantic affairs, and land and wealth were once again highly concentrated in the hands of the rich and powerful.

A small number of self-cultivating farmers supported an increasing number of officials and royal descendants.

Coupled with the increasingly severe war taxes and corvee labor, the common people began to flee their homes.

More and more people became refugees, or were forced to go to the mountains to become bandits to support themselves, or vented the suffering they had once suffered on the weaker ordinary people.

At the same time, some ambitious people began to accumulate strength, secretly waiting for the destruction of the empire.

I want to occupy a commanding position in the next rebirth of the country.

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I have written more than 100,000 words and finally wrote about the heroine, but I haven't figured out what kind of role and background the heroine should have. Suddenly, an idea came to me and I might as well write Sun Shan as a prince consort who lives off his wife. Is that okay?