Don't look at Wei Zheng, he smoked Huazi and drank Erguotou before, which was quite beautiful.

But his own identity and status, put it here, he is a speech official, in this case, if he doesn't stand up again, he will lose his identity!

"I don't know who this adult is?"

Looking at the dress, he looked like a civil servant.

"Lin Gongzi, this is Wei Zheng, Doctor Wei.

It turns out that you are Renjing, Wei Zheng, Doctor Wei, your fame is well-known. "

Hmph, Hugh wants to praise the old man, even if you praise the old man, the old man will not show mercy.

You dare to be here, to confuse the people, Your Majesty, I beg Your Majesty to cure this great disrespectful sin.

"Doctor Wei, right, I have heard that with copper as a mirror, you can be dressed properly, history as a mirror, you can know the replacement, and with people as a mirror, you can know the gains and losses.

With your Wei Zheng's ability, it's not impossible to call it a human mirror.

It's just that, I didn't expect that you, Wei Zheng, would be nothing more than that.

In that case, then let me ask you, in the dynasties before you,

were there dynasties that lasted more than 300 years? Even if there were more than 300 years, could they really last forever?" Wei Zheng frowned, and calculated in his heart, saying that, there really is no dynasty with more than 300

.

Even if there are dynasties, more than 300, in the end, they are replaced by new dynasties!

"Actually, it is not terrible to encounter problems, but what is terrible is that after encountering problems, you have to run away from them instead of solving them.

Now that the Tang Dynasty was first built, although the surrounding alien races are eyeing each other.

But the people in Datang can live and work in peace and contentment.

I want to ask, how much

is the population of Datang today?" "Today, the registered population of Datang is more than 30 million!" "

Land is limited, grain production is also limited, and today's land and grain are just balanced for today's population.

It is even said that the land, food, will be rich.

But I want to ask, 50 years from now, 100 years from now, will this population continue to grow? The population

will continue to grow, but the land, the food will be limited, and there will be people who will go hungry.

In order to eat, the people would sell their fields, their land, and their slaves.

At that time, the land will be concentrated in the hands of a part of the people, what you call the clan class.

Land annexation, population surge, lack of food, the people can no longer afford to eat, horizontal and vertical are all dead.

I ask you, what else can they do but rebel against this road?

At that time, the whole world will be in chaos again.

In troubled times, there will be one person who will stand out and once again win the whole world and suppress other forces.

And war is the process of reshuffling the whole world again.

Fighting a war means bloodshed and sacrifice, the population of the world is sharply reduced, and the emperor who regains the world will be divided again and recuperate.

And the whole world began to enter a new cycle, and then a hundred years later, the population surged, the food was insufficient, and the land was annexed.

The people have been oppressed for a long time, and new uprisings will break out.

If you want to live forever, unless you break this spell, of course, what I said, you can't see it now.

But a hundred years from now, it will also be a fact. After

hearing this, Wei Zheng took two steps back.

Although he is a speech official and can be scared of all kinds of things, he is not a fool.

Because what this son said, it is true, has already happened.

A few days ago, he was still in the court, and he had a few twists and turns with His Majesty, angrily reprimanding several clans.

They took advantage of the fire to loot and bought the land of several ordinary people at a low price.

It's just that His Majesty didn't care about this matter, because this kind of thing, in the eyes of everyone, is the most normal.

However, I didn't expect that this kind of too normal thing would actually push the entire Tang Dynasty to the abyss of destruction!"

Presumably Lin Gongzi, there must be a way to break the curse of 300 years of fate, please Lin Gongzi, help my father.

After Lin Xiao finished speaking, Changle stood up and said to Lin Xiao.

This is his own Datang, he can't bear it, and after a few hundred years, it will be wiped out.

"Don't worry, Changle, since I'm here, it's God's will.

I will definitely do my best to help you.

However, there are some things that cannot be rushed.

Take it one step at a time, maybe 5, 10, 20 years.

But don't worry, no matter how long it takes, no matter how difficult it is, I will do everything I can to help you. "

Thank you, Master Lin!"

Changle finished speaking, his little face turned red again, and he sat down obediently.

"Okay, I'll talk about that later.

Seeing the entire hall, the atmosphere was a little awkward, Li Er coughed lightly and changed the topic.

As for the question of the dynasty, after waiting for the retreat from the dynasty, you can discuss it with him in detail.

"Lin boy, I heard Changle say that you can be civil and martial, and you are an all-rounder with both civil and military skills.

Presumably, this poetry and song should not be a problem for you, right?

Auxiliary machine, Keming, Xuan Ling, a few of you, are the brains of my Tang Dynasty, so you will give him Lin Boy, each of whom will come up with a question and test him.

Lin boy, what do you think?"

"In that case, a few adults, please!" Fortunately

, today, the Tang Dynasty poems and Song lyrics have been made up, and the ancient and modern Chinese and foreign couplets are complete.

Literati like them are fighting in these two ways, this person, with real material in his head, is not panicking.

The eldest grandson Wuji took the lead in standing up.

"Since Your Majesty has said so, then I will take the lead in asking questions and test Lin Gongzi.

Lin Gongzi, let's make a poem for each of the 4 seasons. "

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, 4 kinds of ideas, although this kind of topic is relatively simple for them literati.

What he tested was actually a person's ability to transform his brain.

Lin Xiao sighed helplessly in his heart, and said, can you test a little, more high-end and atmospheric?

I am ready to fight, and as a result, you will give me this?"

"Lin Gongzi, you don't have to worry, just make it in a stick of incense." Alas

, it doesn't matter, composing poetry, what you pay attention to, is to solve it quickly, just 5 steps and a poem.

Chunxiao, author, Meng Haoran.

Spring sleep is not aware, everywhere to hear the birds, the sound of wind and rain at night, how much do you know about the flowers.

Koike, Author: Yang Wanli.

The spring is silent and the water is soft.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

Autumn.

Winter.

Lin Xiao walked 20 steps in the main hall, and completed all four poems of the season.

Each poem, which makes people savor it carefully, is an endless aftertaste, which can be called a masterpiece of creation.

It's just why, Lin Gongzi, the author of each poem, is not the same, this is?

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