Want to win the palace fight? Better to be crazy than to be idiotic!

Strictly speaking, the ancient dynasties' previous policy of "closing the country to the outside world" was not a true policy of closing the country to the outside world.

Three hundred years ago, the ancient dynasty was badly damaged after a war with the ancient state of Fan Xie, and also fell out with the surrounding small countries. The emperor at that time had no choice but to make a decision to pour resources into the internal affairs, let the people recuperate, and let time fill the emptiness that followed the war.

But also three hundred years ago, the ancient dynasty destroyed the ancient state of Fan Xie and became the overlord of the continent. From then on, no big country could be the enemy of the ancient dynasty. Although the land of the ancient dynasty was devastated, there was always a new story starting from the scorched earth. After the long winter, the old trees sprouted new branches.

During these three hundred years, the ancient dynasty never lost contact with the outside world, and both the people and the government had a lot of exchanges with foreign countries. The envoys of the ancient dynasty went to the surrounding countries for diplomacy and lobbying, and finally turned hostility into friendship, and made many small countries that were originally afraid of the ancient dynasty their vassal.

Private trade has never been cut off. Although the ancient dynasty still restricted the entry of foreigners and did not approve large-scale imports and exports, it was inevitable that there would be peddlers doing cross-border trade in villages bordering other countries. The government turned a blind eye to these private traders.

Anyway, the purpose of their control is to control the quantity of foreign goods, not to eliminate all foreign goods. Even if the goods imported by these private merchants fill up 10,000 warehouses, it is still a drop in the bucket compared to the quantity of local goods in the ancient dynasty. They are tolerated not only because it has little impact on the overall situation, but also because these merchants are very experienced and occasionally give some money to government officials to make things easier for them.

Over time, the taboo on trade became only on paper, and no one took it seriously in reality.

Twelve years ago, that is, in the ninth year of Tonghua, Qin Feng'an's father, Qin Qisheng - the Emperor of Kaiyun Tongtian Zhiming Yongwu Wangsheng Chi Pu Tao Bu Tu Pu Tao Pi Hongwen Ruixiao Yuanye, posthumously named Emperor Guling, promulgated the bill to open trade.

Qin Qisheng opened up large-scale private trade and personally sent officials to other countries to purchase goods. However, for some reason, he did not open the borders at the same time. Even the tributes from vassal states could only be submitted at the border, and few envoys were allowed to enter the palace to meet the emperor in person.

To this day, there are still few exchanges between the ancient people and foreigners. Most ancient people never know what foreigners look like, whether they have a pair of eyes, a pair of ears, a nose and a mouth, until they die.

The foreign guest who was temporarily staying at Linghua Garden was an exception. He was abducted by ancient traffickers from border villages and towns, and was rescued by the government after entering the capital. Due to poor communication, no one could understand where his hometown was, so no one could send him back. The foreign guest was not in a hurry. Since he was here, he would make the best of it and stayed in Linghua Garden obediently, becoming a decoration in the palace.

Qin Feng'an had visited the foreign guest before. He had passed the college entrance examination and had no pressure to communicate in English. When the two chatted, the foreign guest told Qin Feng'an that his name was Kalang and he was a small businessman doing business on the border. Apart from that, Qin Feng'an only talked to him about his residence and accommodation, and did not talk about his motherland.

However, the foreigner did mention that the Great Ancient Dynasty was very prestigious in his homeland, and people called it "the land of gold". Many adventurers dreamed of setting foot on the land of the ancient dynasty, but unfortunately the ancient dynasty had too strict control over foreigners, and even those who tried to sneak across the snowy mountains would be caught and repatriated, so adventurers could only cherish their dreams and regret for the rest of their lives.

Because it can only be viewed from afar and is difficult to enter, the ancient dynasty is mysterious in the eyes of foreigners. Foreigners who believe in the Feitian God Religion call the ancient dynasty "a land without gods", not because the ancient people do not believe in any gods, but because they think that even gods cannot enter this most tightly sealed place in the world.

A guess slowly emerged in Qin Fengan's mind.

Could it be that... these suddenly appearing people are foreigners who entered the ancient dynasty through some special channels?

Although the border remains blocked, open trade will always provide opportunities for those with ulterior motives.

Even if his guess is incorrect, the disappearances may be related to foreigners.

Qin Fengan stayed in Dali Garden for an unknown period of time, and it began to rain lightly outside.

The rain hit the bluestone road, splashing water, wetting the trouser legs of the palace servants passing by, and filling their hearts with the dampness of early autumn.

Su Feiran loved staying indoors on rainy days. The most comfortable thing in the world was to stay in bed and read a book while it was raining outside, listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves outside, then drink a cup of hot milk tea and sleep soundly for an afternoon.

If it was before the time travel, she would be dazzled by the warm yellow light when she woke up, and then smell the fragrance of dinner. She got up sleepily and spent an ordinary and warm night with her family.

She was lying on her side on the couch, looking at the picture book, but suddenly she tasted a salty taste in her mouth.

I don't know when, the homesickness turned into two lines of tears, quietly sliding down from the corners of my eyes.

After half a month in Guchao, she finally missed home.

Perhaps Su Feiran's breathing became heavier, and she followed the sound and came over. Seeing Su Feiran throwing the sketchbook aside and curling up with his back against her, she stepped forward and asked with concern, "Master, are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to call a doctor?"

Su Feiran was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, people would hear that she had been crying, so she shook her head and tucked her head into the silk quilt with silk flowers, acting like an ostrich.

Following the sound, he could tell that Su Feiran was acting strange, so he coughed and said, "Excuse me." Then he reached out and pulled the thin blanket.

Suddenly, a face soaked with tears appeared in front of her with a wronged look.

"Don't bother me, it's embarrassing." Su Feiran snatched back the quilt and put it over his head, then curled up into an even smaller ball on the bed.

Xun Yin was also unable to do anything with Su Feiran, so he had to call the more experienced Yu Xiao.

Yuxiao understood what was going on as soon as she heard it, and sat down beside the bed with a cup of hot milk tea. She gently placed the warm teacup on the low cabinet beside the bed, slowly lifted the quilt, and saw Su Feiran crying secretly.

"If you miss home, why don't you tell us?" Yu Xiao stroked Su Feiran's hair and said softly.

"My home is very, very far away..." Su Feiran couldn't hold back her tears. "I feel so bad when I think that I may never be able to go home in this lifetime."

After listening to the sound, a look of worry appeared on his face, and he looked through the window towards the distant palace.

Human emotions are universal, and it is hard for anyone not to be moved when talking about "home".

Yuxiao helped Su Feiran sit up and brought her hot milk tea. When Su Feiran's crying stopped a little, she said softly: "If the master is sad, just tell us everything. Xunyin and I also want to hear the story of the master's hometown and see what the scenery of the master's hometown is like."

Su Feiran sipped hot milk tea, accompanied by Yuxiao and Xunyin, listening to the "crackling" sound of rain outside the window, and the homesickness in his heart was unconsciously soothed a lot.