Mind reading, the emperor saw my fist hard

In ancient times, building roads was an extremely difficult task without the assistance of modern machinery.

It was already late autumn, and the road workers were sweating all over. Beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down their bronze skin and seeped into their not-so-thick clothes, leaving behind sweat stains.

Veins bulged out on each of his not-so-strong arms.

The clerk nearby was still patrolling, and anyone who was not doing his job carefully would be whipped mercilessly.

Those who were beaten dared not say anything and could only work harder.

"time to eat!"

At the clerk's call, the workers immediately dropped their tools and ran towards the place where the fragrance was coming from.

I was afraid that if I ran too slowly, I would not be able to get a meal.

This was the scene Xu Jinyu and Wei An saw when they arrived at the road construction site.

"What's the hurry?"

Xu Jinyu said with a smile.

"There's no need to hurry."

Wei An had a sympathetic expression: "These people are here to perform corvée labor. Logically, they should not be provided with food. I persuaded the people in the Ministry of Works to provide them with a meal with meat, and also added a little money so that they would not be too exhausted."

As Wei An spoke, every man who ran past him would stop and respectfully perform a not-so-standard salute to Wei An.

Then he called out with gratitude: "Master Wei."

After saying that, he continued to run to grab the food.

Following Wei An's words, Xu Jinyu also recalled that in Xu Zhaodi's memory, every year when it was time to perform labor service, the whole village would cry for their parents.

Xu Zhaodi's father also went away for three months one year. When he came back, he was so thin that only a layer of skin was left. He lay in bed for more than a month before he recovered.

If it weren't for the grandmother's scolding, Xu Zhaodi's father would have been able to lie down. It wasn't that Xu Zhaodi's father was lazy, it was just that the corvée labor was too tiring.

In Xu Zhaodi's memory, it was not uncommon for people to die while performing labor service.

Corvée labor was a compulsory task. In order to complete the task, the petty officials would torture the corvée laborers to death.

Xu Jinyu once heard from a senior sister who studied history that common people in ancient times were never human beings, they were talking animals.

In times of peace, they are working animals; in times of famine, they are two-legged sheep that can be eaten.

What are left in history are always traces of literati, powerful officials and emperors; the only traces left by the common people are how many people died in famine in which year, and how many people were suppressed in peasant uprisings in which year.

This is the trace of the existence of ordinary people.

Looking at these people who were so happy because of a meaty meal, Xu Jinyu's eyebrows moved: "Wei An, I have an idea."

Having such a thing as a golden finger is a bit too simple to save the world that has been destroyed by the male and female protagonists. Xu Jinyu feels that he should add some difficulty to himself.

Wei An's eyes also became distant at this moment, as if he was missing something. "I also have an idea."

The two smiled at each other, knowing that the other person had the same idea as they did.

"Come, let's discuss it."

"Think about what the textbook says first."

"Let me think about it..."

Xu Jinyu frowned in pain.

Wei An had the same expression.

It was painful to ask two freshmen to recall their high school courses.

After a while, the two looked at each other and gave up.

Xu Jinyu smiled awkwardly and said, "What's the point of following the textbook? We need to change our strategy at any time according to the actual situation."

Wei An smiled awkwardly in the same way: "That's right, we want to create our own style."

Two people together can't come up with eight hundred ideas, so they can only rely on the golden finger.

Xu Jinyu sighed, not holding out hope for his brain. "I can't remember the details, but the first thing we need to do is to feed the farmers and produce more food with less land."

"I'll take care of this. The emperor was having seizures last night..."

"cough·····"

Xu Jinyu raised his head.

Wei An said in a long tone: "Pay attention to your choice of words. In ancient times, if we accidentally said something wrong..."

Although Wei An couldn't tell Xu Jinyu that everyone could hear her inner voice, she still planned to save her fellow villager secretly.

Xu Jinyu slapped her mouth and said, "I'm used to it. I'll be more careful next time."

"The emperor sent me 12,000 ounces of gold last night. I will use the gold to buy high-yield seeds such as corn, wheat, and cotton."

As for toilet paper, I can only say sorry to my butt and wait a little longer.

"no problem."

·······

Next, Xu Jinyu and Wei An sat under the eaves of a teahouse and discussed things animatedly.

That night, after Emperor Xuan finished handling government affairs, he suddenly remembered something and waved to Eunuch Liu: "Jixiang, did Xu Jinyu cause any trouble today?"

"Of course."

Eunuch Liu quickly brought Emperor Xuan a cup of tea and told him what Xu Jinyu had revealed today.

Emperor Xuan listened to Eunuch Liu's story without much change in his expression. From ancient times to the present, whether it was the royal family, the nobles, or the common people, how many people have fought each other to the point of bloodshed in order to compete for interests?

Just making Xuanping Hou's son infertile was considered a light punishment. A more severe punishment could have directly sent Xuanping Hou and his entire family to death.

The only difference between these people fighting for the property is the amount of property they are fighting for.

Finally, Emperor Xuan asked, "How is the Xuanping Marquis's Mansion now?"

"The Xuanping Marquis's mansion is still wrangling. The Xuanping Marquis wants to beat and kill his younger brother. The Xuanping Marquis's old lady is trying her best to stop him. However, the Xuanping Marquis has already made it clear that his title of Xuanping Marquis will be thrown away, fed to the dogs, or given to a branch family like the Pingyang Marquis, and not left to his younger brother."

"Still quite brave."

Emperor Xuan praised softly.

"besides····"

"What else?"

Emperor Xuan asked, raising his eyebrows.

It's only been one day, that's not right!

Xu Jinyu didn’t go out until noon. How much could he accomplish in half a day?

Eunuch Liu fell to his knees with a plop.

"I congratulate Your Majesty. Lord Xu is planning to offer high-yield seeds. After the Great Qian, there will be no more famine."

"What!"

Emperor Xuan stood up suddenly.

"There are also grain seeds. What else did Xu Jinyu say?"

Eunuch Liu shook his head and said, "The Imperial Guards were a little far away, so they didn't hear the rest clearly. Besides, Lord Xu and Lord Wei were talking without really saying anything, so the Imperial Guards didn't know the specific content of their conversation."

"good!"

Emperor Xuan couldn't help but slammed the table and said, "I will wait for Xu Jinyu to offer grain seeds in the morning court tomorrow. If it is really a high-yield grain seed, Xu Jinyu will be a meritorious official of Daqian. Whatever Xu Jinyu wants, I will give it to him!"

As soon as he turned around, Emperor Xuan saw Eunuch Liu's expression, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Just say whatever you want to say!"

"Your Majesty, I may not be able to wait for Lord Xu to attend the morning court."

Emperor Xuan's expression froze in excitement. Given Xu Jinyu's schedule, it was possible that he would not be able to wait for Xu Jinyu at the morning court.

After thinking for a while, Emperor Xuan ordered directly: "Tell the court tomorrow that I am not feeling well, and the court will be moved to the afternoon."

"Yes!"