The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 381 Song Lanyi's Training Results
Hearing the sound of land, Song Lanyi was slightly surprised.

Among these second-generation ancestors, there are also people with true knowledge and insights...

She sighed in her heart.

On the surface, he glanced at the girl appreciatively, and then Song Lanyi said slowly, "Yes, it is true. Land has been a basic problem that has been between the upper and lower classes since ancient times."

"Looking at the ancient and modern dynasties, in the early days of the dynasties, it was almost always a situation where the land was vast and sparsely populated, with few people and a lot of land. In the late dynasties, the nobles stood side by side, and land mergers were serious. Those who have land have no power to cultivate. Those who are powerful have no land to cultivate. At this time, it is inevitable that there will be disasters for refugees. If there are disasters such as monsters and barbarians invading, then..."

Song Lanyi didn't explain the rest of the words clearly, but everyone knew it in their hearts.

It’s just that some people were still puzzled and asked humbly, “Teacher, why didn’t the sage stop these powerful nobles? To the sage, these people are nothing but mortal ants!”

Song Lanyi smiled lightly, but what he said had a creepy feeling:

"There are so many ants that they can kill an elephant."

Seeing many second-generation ancestors who usually walk dogs and fight cocks frown and think, Song Lanyi felt a sense of relief in his chest.

Although these people are a bit of a mess, there is no doubt about one thing, that is, they are still young, and their father is a general of King Qi's army. They are...excellent thugs for King Qi.

For a moment, Song Lanyi couldn't help but become amiable when he looked at them.

What a lad.

What a wonderful little girl.

She, Song Lanyi, should be used well... Pooh, to bring them back on the right track!

Man is a very strange creature.

He is so extravagant and extravagant that he can build wine pools and meat forests, but he can also endure hardships and stand hard work. A few days ago, countless comrades fell beside him, but after a few days, he was able to cheer up again. The huge Beiliang City is like a restart. The giant rodent machine rolled again.

For a few days, King Qi has been locked in the study with his counselor, planning what to do next.

It is worth mentioning that Mrs. Zhang also participated in this discussion.

Among them, some scholars were dissatisfied with this, but thinking of Mrs. Zhang's achievements in this siege, they could only pinch their noses to admit it.

It's just that in private, they still can't help but say a few more words like "Women can't predict the state affairs", or "Things from the previous dynasty can be used as a lesson!"

King Qi knew everything.

But he doesn't say it.

He just secretly memorized a small notebook.

Today, the atmosphere in the study is a bit heavy.

The expression on King Qi's face was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, and there was an unpredictable sense of majesty.

Mrs. Zhang put down the post newspaper in her hand, and Emei frowned slightly, "Jiankang has promised these powerful landlords such great benefits to block our army's advance. It would be too rude to stop our army simply by killing..."

At this time, the rest of the counselors didn't care about Mrs. Zhang's existence, and they all frowned and thought.

It's just that the nobles are too sensitive, and most of them are scholars, scholars, officials, and wealthy businessmen. The combination of these three forms an extremely difficult force.

Even a single saint, if he is a little careless in the face of this force, will cause chaos.

There was a military commander sitting beside him with a big face, "If you want me to say, all these people were cut down. When Taizu was still there, they were honest. But after Emperor Jiankang came to power, he talked all day long. Nonsense words. What kind of pro-virtuous minister, far villain."

"Who is a virtuous minister and who is a villain? Isn't it up to them to say? Don't do any good things, annex fields, increase land taxes, form cliques for personal gain... Fuck, it's all made by scholars like them. Sage books ? They have read all the books of sages into the stomachs of dogs!"

"Marvin!" King Qi shouted, but there was not much anger on his face.

It's like a symbolic shout.

The atmosphere fell silent again.

Among the counselors, I don't know who said in a low voice, "It would be great if someone can solve this matter."

King Qi's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly said something irrelevant:

"Where is Song Lanyi?"

Where is Song Lanyi?

Mrs. Zhang may be able to answer this question.

At this time, Song Lanyi had already arrived at the first city in the south - Yuecheng.

The bun shop in the morning.

Wang Hu walked swaggeringly on the road, holding a soft white bun in his hand. The bun is stuffed with pork and plum vegetables. It is delicious and sweet, and it is Wang Hu's favorite.

Of course, what he loves more is... This can be done for nothing.

To be precise, this is one of the protection fees Baozipu needs to hand over to Wang Hu.

The owner of this steamed stuffed bun stand is an elderly woman. The woman is old, and her children and grandchildren died in the war. The old man in the family also died of illness not long ago.

Until now, the old woman is alone and can only rely on the bun shop to earn a meager income.

Wang Hu was happy in his heart, and he couldn't help sighing on his face: "Oh, how many good people like me are there?"

The old woman is old and weak, and Wang Hu charges some protection money, which can also make her feel at ease.

Wang Hu thought so in his heart.

However, Wang Hu felt that he was very smart. If he really encountered an opponent that he couldn't beat, he would naturally throw away the protection fee, pretending that this incident had never happened, and protecting himself.

Thinking, he suddenly heard a noisy voice coming from the front.

Wang Hu was worried, how could anyone dare to do such a bad thing in broad daylight?

No, he has to go and see.

Thinking, he poked his head out from the crowd.

"Selling soy milk fritters! There are also steaming tofu flowers! Guest officer, we have both salty and sweet ones. What do you want?"

"Sweet."

"Okay, guest officer, please pick it up, let's go slowly. The next one!"

There was another sound of money bags being put into pockets.

The students around Song Lanyi were stunned.

They couldn't help whispering, "Boss... No, the teacher's hands and feet are really fast, faster than I can grind tofu."

The person who spoke was a second-generation dandy who grinds tofu slowly like an old cow pulling a mill.

It's just that they are dandies, after these days of polishing, the cynical aura of middle school students on them has faded a lot.

Someone at the side rolled his eyes while preparing the salted tofu brain, "It's not that the teacher is too fast, it's that you grind too slowly. After becoming a military commander, you don't actually cultivate your body. Tui! You traitor."

At this time, Song Lanyi in the front turned around and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, work hard today, and I'll give you extra meals tonight."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard the extra meal.

Braised chicken legs, big duck head, sauced duck tongue, twice-cooked pork, boiled pork slices, they... all want to eat it!

(End of this chapter)