I Built a Territory in Ancient Times

"Even if you say that, but the people go to war, who will farm the land? What will be the benefit of the people's livelihood if the fields are desolate?" Prime Minister Wen stepped forward and asked with a smile on his face.

He immediately asked the idea, the so-called national economy and people's livelihood, the people take food as their heaven, and this is what many people are concerned about. When Dayan founded the country, the system of military households was established, to a large extent, to ensure the production labor force for farming.

Ming Yu tilted his head, as if he didn't expect the Prime Minister to ask this question, he scratched his head, "How could the fields be desolate? There are many ways. For example, one family member is enough to enlist in the army, and for example, the army can be stationed in the fields. Yes, training and fighting in wartime, and farming in their spare time. After a few years, those who have served in the army for a long time can be honorably discharged, and they can live as if they were allocated land when they return to their hometown. This is better than a military household not engaged in production, leaving the army, It's better to be like a waste, isn't it?"

"However, if the common people are training while farming, will they really not delay the fighters? Or will it delay the training results?" Xue Lun asked worriedly.

Ming Yu said confidently: "No matter how much I say at this time, I'm afraid no one will believe what I say. After all, it's something I haven't seen with my own eyes." He looked around, "If that's the case, why don't you let me try it? What is the difference between the soldiers I recruited and the hereditary military households. Anyway, for the time being, the military system of Dayan has not been touched. I will compare the two sides in the future to see which is better and which is worse. At that time, will your military system be changed? It's your business to change that."

The same thing, with good and bad, who doesn't want good? This is human nature, Ming Yu proposed this as a pilot, so that everyone can see the results, the persuasiveness is definitely much better than now.

"Uh-huh!" The emperor cleared his throat, and the hall immediately became quiet before he said, "Okay, everything in the Xiqi Corridor is under the responsibility of Duan Wang Mingyu, whether it is successful or not is all up to you, and it has nothing to do with others. "

As soon as Jinkou Yuyan came out, the matter was settled like this, everyone shut up and had no opinion at all. After all, Duan Wang has given the answer to the two most difficult points. Although he doesn't know what he will do, as long as it doesn't hurt his own interests, it's fine. The emperor has already agreed, so why should they make fun of themselves?

As a result, the matter of the Xiqi Corridor, which had been clamoring for days in the courtroom, was resolved satisfactorily. Everyone doesn't have to worry about this anymore, everyone is happy.

But at this time, they just thought that the imperial court would not have to bear everything, and when the Xiqi Corridor developed and the real wealth began to flow, these people would have regretted it for a long time.

I want the emperor to take back the order and nationalize these interests. However, the ten-year contract promised earlier today was witnessed by the emperor and even all the courtiers. Once the contract was broken, wouldn't it mean tearing everyone's face off and trampling it to pieces?

Therefore, even if these people are jealous, they can only sigh and sigh, and even sigh and regret that Ming Yu came to the door, and they all avoided it. If he could give all his belongings to fully support Ming Yu at that time, he would have his own share of those profits. Look at the few people who have given out money. They take dividends every year and get soft hands. Even if they sit and do nothing, they are enough to eat for a few lifetimes. It makes people look really envious.

After the dynasty was dispersed, the prince wanted to go on the same road with Ming Yu, and by the way asked him where he got enough money to boast about Haikou, and how he planned the Xiqi Corridor? Although he couldn't help much, at least he had to get to the bottom of it, so that he wouldn't be troubled by the ups and downs in his heart.

He was almost scared to death by Ming Yu in the court today. In this world, Ming Yu is probably the only one who dares to utter nonsense in the court, and is not the first person to be reprimanded by the emperor.

Even Prime Minister Wen wanted to talk to Ming Yu, but where did he know, the emperor immediately opened his mouth to keep Ming Yu.

Ming Yu followed the emperor all the way to Deyu Palace. At this time, the sky was already twilight, it should be the end of Mao and the beginning of the morning. Before he could speak, Ming Yu's stomach began to growl. He got up early this morning, and he has been tossing it until now, and he has not eaten a grain of rice. At this time, he was so hungry that his chest was on his back.

The emperor glanced at him, and Ming Yu said with a shy smile: "Father, my son is starving to death." After speaking, he touched his stomach to show that he was not lying.

"Look at you, it's just so promising." The emperor hated that iron could not become steel.

"How can a son compare to his father? The father goes to work so early every day... Uh! No, it's the early morning. It's really hard work, and it's hard for my son to reach his back." Ming Yu said with emotion. No matter how much you wear flattering, Ming Yu has the essence of flattering, and naturally he knows how to speak to please the emperor.

Sure enough, the emperor had a smile in his eyes, and had already ordered the palace servants to bring today's breakfast.

Ming Yu devoured two bowls of bird's nest porridge, and ate several pieces of pearl glutinous rice cakes, emerald shrimp dumplings, and filled his stomach. Only then did he feel alive.

The royal family pays attention to eating and sleeping, waiting until the emperor has finished eating. After the palace servants finished cleaning up, it was time to talk about business.

"The Xiqi Corridor is of great importance, and it costs a lot of money. Where do you get the money?" What the emperor worried about was Ming Yu's easy promise, what if he couldn't keep it.

Ming Yu tilted his head and thought for a while, and said as a matter of course: "Of course I borrowed it!"