Princess Fubao brought trillions of goods to help her father rule the world

Dong Cuihuang tapped the tabletop lightly with her slender fingers. She sneered in her heart but did not show it on her face.

The little princess of Bei Xiao is almost becoming a money-grubber. The emperor and empress of Bei Xiao live on coarse grain cakes every day. The people are dying or fleeing, and the mice cry loudly when they see them.

Would such a poor country have the spare money and time to fight against the Daqian?

What a joke! Those soldiers guarding the border of Beixiao must be so hungry that they can't even stand up straight, right?

They are just a decoration now!

This Daqian envoy didn't think before he spoke. How could he, the dignified Lord of Dongcui, be deceived by his nonsense?

Humph! Princess Bei Xiao even used the whole country's strength to give him a precious glass bottle!

This Daqian is so stingy. I gave him two small glass bottles. He is so stingy and not generous at all!

Besides, he had eaten the delicious longevity noodles, so he would be grateful for the favor. No matter how you look at your toes, you can't imagine that he would agree to lend us troops!

The Emperor Daqian is mentally ill, and his ministers are also stupid... It's really a case of two turtles gathering wealth together!

He coughed lightly and said calmly: "Envoy Chen, I am not in a position to interfere in the grievances between your two countries..."

Chen Ming was stunned, and then he trembled with anger.

Has the Emperor Dong Cui been bewitched by that little devil Bei Xiao?

Daqian had paid a lot of tribute to Dongcui in the past!

Now that we need help from Dongcui, Emperor Dongcui has such an attitude!

Bah! I feel so sorry for the emperor. All these tributes he has offered to the emperor for so many years have been used as dog feed.

Chen Ming wanted to try harder, but Emperor Dong Cui just ignored him.

He came out of the Dongcui Palace with a gloomy face, and secretly cursed Emperor Dongcui and Xiao Baozhu many times in the carriage.

But the more he cursed, the angrier he became. His old face turned red and his chest felt stuffy and he couldn't breathe.

Xiao Baozhu naturally didn't know that their carriage had already left the capital and was slowly moving on the official road where there were few people.

At this moment, she was lying in Biyue's arms, probing her consciousness into the space and looking happily at the peaceful and prosperous family.

Xiao Tu lay beside the lake with an indignant look on his face, staring with his tiger eyes at the little fat man and his family chasing and playing.

It proudly turned its tiger head to the side and blew out a puff of hot air from its nose.

Humph! Isn't there just a fat female by my side?

They hang around in pairs in front of its big tiger king all day long, but it doesn’t envy them at all!

Believe it or not, if it just howls a few times in a forest, a female will pounce on it!

Xiaotu lazily swung his tail twice and then closed his eyes.

Out of sight, out of mind. It doesn’t envy me at all!!

Xiao Baozhu was even happier to see that Xiaotu and Guotaiminan were getting along so well!

Beixiao State, Suburbs of Beijing

It was the spring ploughing season. Xiao Heng, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and accompanied by a group of ministers, first offered sacrifices to the heaven with a pious look on his face.

The emperor came in person, and the people living in the suburbs of the capital gathered not far away, watching their young emperor offer sacrifices to heaven and pray for good weather.

After the sacrifice to heaven was over, Xiao Heng took over the hoe from Qin Bao and loosened the soil himself.

Every time Xiao Heng dug with a hoe, he prayed in his heart.

Half an hour later, he handed the hoe to Qin Bao.

In order to prepare for spring farming this year, the people were reluctant to eat the sweet potatoes distributed by the court. Every household set aside some sweet potatoes with smooth and undamaged skin as seeds.

They were really afraid of poverty and hunger, and they were looking forward to planting seeds in the fields as early as the spring plowing season.

Xiao Heng attached great importance to this spring ploughing, and his subordinates were even more eager to contribute.

Liu Kuqi even took the agricultural official to repeatedly look through the books left by the little princess.

After repeated discussions between Liu Kuqi and agricultural officials, they finally succeeded in cultivating sweet potato seedlings.

He first built several large sheds with kangs according to what was written in the book, and then dug rows of small trenches of equal depth.

Then put the carefully selected sweet potatoes into the small ditch, cover them with a proper layer of fine soil, and arrange several people to water the sweet potatoes regularly to maintain good humidity and temperature.

After everyone's careful care, the sweet potato seedlings finally broke through the soil.

Liu Kuqi cried with joy, and the agricultural official slapped his thigh and jumped up with joy, promoting this method among the people.

The common people listened to the advice and, since they did not have the conditions to build greenhouses at home, they filled their wooden basins and barrels with fine soil and put the sweet potatoes in them, then placed them in the rooms where they slept and carefully protected them.

That's why Xiao Heng is extremely confident about this spring ploughing.

Before dawn the next day, the people of Beixiao got up early, and every household happily carried the wood ash they had prepared in advance and walked towards the fields.

Spread all the wood ash on the ground, then plow and harrow the field deeply. The mixture of wood ash and soil can effectively prevent insect pests.

In the fields, people were smiling and working hard, and everyone was grateful to the little princess who discovered the sweet potatoes.

Just the day after the people transplanted the sweet potato seedlings into the fields, a misty spring rain fell from the sky.

From the emperor and ministers to the common people, everyone in the Northern Xiao Kingdom is full of hope.

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Chen Ming returned to the inn and was angry all night. The next day, he hurriedly took his men and Dong Cui's return gift and set off for Daqian.

Just as they were about to leave Dongcui Country, they found themselves in a ravine with no village in sight and no shop nearby.

Suddenly, a group of masked strong men jumped out, each of them holding a kitchen knife or a long knife in their hands and rushed to the envoy of the Daqian Kingdom.

The masked man in the lead shouted, "Hey! I built this road and planted this tree! If you want to pass this road, leave money for passage!"

Chen Ming looked at these masked men vigilantly, a sneer appeared on his lips, and he waved his hand and the guards behind him rushed towards the masked men.

They are just some bandits!

Who is Chen Ming? He is so disdainful to waste words with these bandits!

Wang Baben said no more when he saw this. He held a kitchen knife in each hand and used the martial arts that Ling Lingyi taught him. He swung the kitchen knife at the arms and hips of the Daqian guards.

Except for Erlangzi, the other masked men behind him were all from the Zhuzhu Training Camp.

After a few rounds, the guards brought by Daqian were seriously injured.

When Chen Ming saw the guards falling one by one, his face changed drastically and he began to think of retreating.

Ling Lingqi seized the opportunity and flew over with his companions to pull Chen Ming and other envoys off their horses.

He glanced at Wang Baben who was still waving the kitchen knife, then kicked Chen Ming on the back and asked someone to bring the box of rotten eggs over.

Chen Ming widened his eyes in shock and watched Ling Ling Qi smash the rotten eggs on his head.

The other envoys from Daqian were not feeling well either, and had to passively endure the baptism of rotten eggs.

"You... are so... bold! I am... an envoy of Daqian! If you know what's good for you, let me go!!"

Chen Ming kept retching, but he was still shouting loudly with rotten egg liquid on his head.

Ling Lingqi let out a light click of his tongue, frowned, cracked open a rotten egg, tore a piece of cloth from Chen Ming's body, pinched his chin and poured the rotten egg into his mouth.

Tsk! No wonder the little princess looked down on him!