After Waking up Beside the Villain

The complete real world is somewhat different from the thin novel plot. Many details that are ignored in the plot will be supplemented and refined by the development of the world.

In order to avoid mistakes in some details, Chu Yunsheng learned from Di Yan the power in the hands of the regent and the current situation.

It can be said that the top priority of the entire Jin Dynasty at the moment is the one that was discussed in the previous court today. Chu Yunsheng analyzed it and found that so far this matter is irreversible.

The entire Great Jin Dynasty, from top to bottom, was all a peace faction, and there was hardly a main war faction. Anyone who stood up at this time and said that they would refuse to negotiate peace and continue to fight would definitely be drowned by the spittle of all the officials and the common people.

The silverfish in the court don't want to fight, the reason is very simple, that is, why bother the people and waste money? In particular, this damaged wealth is likely to become his own private wealth. Moreover, there are too few capable generals in Dajin, and they have been entangled with Da Zhou, but they have not been able to win an overwhelming victory for several years, which makes everyone tired.

As for people not wanting to fight, the reason is even simpler.

When there is no war on weekdays, if you have to hand over half of your family property, then if you start a war, I am afraid that your family will go bankrupt. The treasury has no money, officials are unwilling to pay, and businessmen rely on noble families, so who will pay for the war? Naturally, there are idiots who have nowhere to talk about suffering.

The knife scraped the flesh and blood layer by layer, and no one wanted to continue to suffer from the pain.

What's more, many ordinary people have not necessarily left their hometowns in their lives, they are ignorant about the outside world, and they don't know much about wars and borders. meaning. They just want to eat and clothe themselves, and they don't care about the other day.

In this way, the main war faction is untenable whether it is in the court or in the people.

And most importantly, Da Jin really can't beat Da Zhou right now.

Instead of wasting time, it’s better to compromise first and foremost. It's just that this compromise can't be too long, otherwise, it will become a natural habit, and it will become a stubborn bone over time.

He has only seen the appearance of ancient China in some very old materials, and he has never seen it before. And if you want to truly understand an era and a country, the best way is to go into the people and see.

Chu Yunsheng changed into very ordinary fine cloth clothes, tied his long hair with a cloth strip, and took Di Yan out.

"Brother, at the end of this street, there is a good-tasting steamed bun shop. In the morning, many people often line up to buy steamed buns."

The morning light was faint, and the windows facing the street were propped up, and the fragrance of rice drifted along the long street with the lingering smoke.

There is still unmelted snow on the street, which is sturdy and smooth by the passing pedestrians. Some hawkers carrying poles and hurried carriages broke through the morning fog, adding a bit of popularity to the cold and quiet morning in the deep winter.

Di Yan followed Chu Yunsheng forward, thinking about how to lead his own noble prince to have breakfast.

But it didn't take him a lot of words, when Chu Yunsheng came to the end of the street, he naturally stood in the line of people and chatted with an old aunt who was covered in patches up.

"This old saying goes well, the capital is big, it's not easy to live in! We are ordinary people, how can we live in the city. This is the city gate opened early, come in to make a living..."

"The harvest? Sun is ill, I'm really greedy, how can I be willing to..."

"Little baby, a wind chill can kill you..."

It was the old aunt's turn to line up, she squinted and tore open the cloth bag, carefully counted out two copper plates, bought a vegetable bun, wrapped it in oiled paper, put it in a ragged jacket, stepped on it Slowly walking away in the snow.

"Brother, if you pity her, why don't you..." Di Yan looked at Chu Yunsheng's expression and whispered.

"Ten buns." Chu Yun said.

"Hey, good!"

The buns were packed neatly, and Di Yan was busy paying.

After paying the money and buying the buns, Di Yan turned his head and saw Chu Yunsheng turned and walked in another direction, so he hurriedly chased after him: "Big brother, buns."

Di Yan looked around, not knowing where Chu Yunsheng was going. It wasn't until he saw the tall gate of the capital from a distance that Di Yan suddenly said, "Brother, are you going out of the city? There is no official road outside the city, so I'll find a carriage."

"Let's go out of the city and take a look at the city gate."

Chu Yunsheng finished eating a bun, and glanced at the city gate where people came and went.

This is the west gate of the capital, the most prosperous side of the city gate.

Many carriages are very luxurious, and most of them belong to some noble children who go out to enjoy the snow.

He passed through the city gate in the crowd, there was still snow on the official road outside, and the trees on both sides were covered with frost and white.

Chu Yunsheng walked along the root of the city wall not far, and saw a frozen corpse clinging tightly to the city wall.

These corpses are of different ages, their clothes are tattered and dirty, their bodies are covered with snowflakes, and their faces are blue and white. There are no beggars in the capital, not because everyone is rich, but because all the beggars died outside the city. The singing and dancing in the city leveled off, and outside the city walls, there was only mourning and groaning.

Di Yan stood behind Chu Yunsheng and stopped talking.

Chu Yunsheng looked at the corpses one by one, brushed away the ice and snow, and checked the pulse. Some were frozen to death for several days, and some were in the past two days.

Blizzards of snow splashed at the gate of the city. The porters, holding the hot money, went up and down the steep mountain road again and again for the vegetables, fruits, wine and meat of the poetry festival.

A gate, living a world of different people.

The wine and meat of Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones.

Being in prosperity for a long time, I thought that the world was full of prosperity. Even if he opened his eyes occasionally and saw the dazzling truth, he also deceived himself that it was false.

This is wrong.

How to correct these mistakes is difficult.

This day, Chu Yunsheng and Di Yan walked all over the streets and alleys of the capital and the official roads outside the city. In the past, these things were not absent or invisible, but no one cared.

"The palace can help one person, ten people, and a hundred people, but how can it help people in the world?" Chu Yunsheng closed his eyes, "Okay, don't say anything, open it up. The granary in the house, go outside the city to save some people. In two days, the family's porridge shop should open."

Di Yan was surprised: "Those noble families would be so kind, opening porridge and making porridge? In the past, they have never done anything other than bribing people's hearts."

Chu Yunsheng laughed: "It's time to buy people's hearts again."

Di Yan was silent for a moment, then replied, "Yes, my lord."

Changing a city and changing a country does not happen overnight.

He sat in the study for one night, and when everything in the future was fully planned, the sky was dimly lit.

Find, find and report immediately."

"The canyon behind the East Woodland has been converted into a camp, and a group of old blacksmiths are privately transferred from the surrounding counties."

"Check the Anyuan Marquis Mansion and pay more attention to the Zhenbei General Mansion."

"The expenses in the house are based on the plan on paper. After the western courtyard is cleared, it will be converted into two pharmacies..."

Di Yan was dazzled and confused.

Chu Yunsheng is also fortunate, although the original body is ordinary, but the cronies left behind are really useful.

If there is no one around, he has to be more careful in many things, and he will inevitably be tied.

However, Lu Fenglou deserves to be a drowsy king who has been fishing for three days and drying the nets for two days. Chu Yunsheng sat in the chair of Taiji Hall and waited for a quarter of an hour before he came to ask Virtue Mantou. Sweaty sentence: "My lords, Your Majesty is not feeling well. I will go to the morning today... that's all. Let's go, my lords."

There was a buzzing discussion in the Taiji Hall.

"The Prince of the Great Zhou is coming soon. I am afraid that the details of the peace talks cannot be discussed in these court meetings. Your Majesty has stopped the court!"

"I heard that I was in the harem last night, the king didn't go to the palace early..."

The old **** Wende ran over immediately: "My lord."

Chu Yunsheng left the Taiji Hall and walked straight to the Zhaoyang Hall: "Why did the emperor leave the court today?"

Wende followed behind Chu Yunsheng, hesitantly said, "Your Majesty said that he was not feeling well, but the imperial doctor visited, but he didn't seem to diagnose anything, so he was kicked out of Zhaoyang Palace."

Chu Yunsheng glanced at Wende, but didn't ask any more.

We arrived at Zhaoyang Hall in a short time.

At first glance, Lu Fenglou's face was indeed a little sickly pale, his usual rosy lips were a little bluer, and his black hair fell on his cheeks, which made his face look rather morbidly beautiful.

Fenglou's hair covered the pillow.

Under the pillow, a corner of the page was exposed.

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Chu Yunsheng reached out and pulled the page out.

Without much effort, she pulled out an **** palace map full of Longyang's eroticism. The slap is big, but the production is excellent, and the expressions of the characters are vividly drawn.

Chu Yunsheng flipped through it casually, then took the **** palace picture to the brazier, unfolded the pages, and with a squeak, he tore off the album page by page and threw it into the brazier inside. His movements are graceful and casual, slow, and his tongues of fire scramble to lick his fingertips and burnt pages.

Chu Yunsheng slightly tilted his head while tearing, and said in a low voice: "You have a hidden illness, and you can't do anything about the bed, so why should you look at this."

On the bed, Lu Fenglou's quiet closed eyes suddenly opened.

Chu Yunsheng threw the **** palace album into the fire, went to the bed to meet Lu Fenglou's gaze, leaned over and grabbed his wrist.

Lu Fenglou sat up, but did not struggle, but raised his head slightly, stared at Chu Yunsheng, and laughed: "Teacher, if you say such a thing, you are deceiving you."