Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

"Father, I believe that rejuvenating a country does not necessarily rely on war. On the premise of not fearing foreign enemies, making Daxia stronger and making the people more well-fed and well-fed, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

"If it is true as Mr. Zuo said, if we give up everything else at this time and focus on fighting the fierce mercenaries, we will win. The price Daxia has paid will not be able to make up for it in more than three to five years."

"Master Zuo, don't tell me that food can be grown again or that new laws can be implemented. I just ask, how do you think we can compensate the people who have been displaced and lost their families because of the war?"

Zuo Yushi was speechless, but the emperor was very touched. He turned around and asked.

"Prince, what do you think?"

The prince withdrew the resentful gaze that fell on Rong Yan, took a deep breath and said, "I think what the third brother said is too idealistic. Who can guarantee that Ji Hu will wait for Daxia to be ready?"

"If they attack while Daxia is developing farming, wouldn't they lose the opportunity and the people would suffer even more?"

Rong Yan smiled slightly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seems to have little confidence in our Daxia soldiers?"

The prince's face froze: "I naturally know that my Daxia soldiers are brave, but things are unpredictable. It is better to be prepared than to be controlled by others. Since there will be a battle sooner or later, delaying is just an escape."

The moment he said these words, the prince felt that he saw a look similar to "disappointment" on the emperor's face.

Sure enough, after going to court, Prime Minister Yan came to him and said privately: "Today, the prince made a mistake."

The prince was dissatisfied, but Prime Minister Yan said: "You have found the wrong point."

"What your father cares more about is the people."

The prince did not agree. Seeing that there was no one around, he said directly: "My father only obtained the throne through military force. Didn't there also be countless casualties at that time?"

At this moment, Prime Minister Yan began to wonder if the prince had been too smooth sailing these past years.

"Do you know why your father sent troops to force the palace?"

The prince said of course: "To seize the throne."

Yan Xiang sighed: "At that time, the Southern Barbarians were approaching the city. The late emperor was seriously ill and unable to handle government affairs. However, he had not yet established a prince. Several princes refused to give in to each other. They focused more on fighting for the throne than fighting against foreign enemies. Your father only learned that the Southern Barbarians were approaching the capital. The ruined imperial city.”

The prince disagreed, and Prime Minister Yan had to give up after a few words of persuasion were ineffective.

After returning home, the staff hesitated and asked: "Prime Minister, do you still need someone to persuade His Highness?"

Yan Xiang thought about it all the way, and at this time he came to the conclusion: "That's all, after all, this world belongs to the prince's pocket. Now it is up to the third prince to make a wedding dress for the prince."

"Going to war is a warning from ancient times. Let those ministers change their tune and support the third prince tomorrow."

He also avoided siding with the prince too obviously, which aroused the emperor's fear.

The staff asked: "Then...if the prince is really right, what should we do if the fierce Hu is also treacherous?"

Yan Xiang glanced at him: "That is something that His Highness should worry about."

The implication is that if the promotion of agricultural production is done right, it will contribute to the future of the prince. If it is wrong, then Rong Yan will take the blame and bear the responsibility, and there is no need for them to worry about it.

The abacus was very good, but what they didn't expect was that before they could reap the benefits, Rong Yan presented another book to the emperor, titled "Outline of Iron Smelting".

Of course, Xiaoxiao also redeemed this book from space. Nowadays, Daxia's iron ore reserves are abundant. As long as the imperial court can implement this smelting method, with the rich output of those two iron mines, not to mention one year, two years later, who will Don’t even think about shaking Daxia’s national prestige.

"Father, you gave this book to Xiaoxiao. When she saw that the records in the book were detailed and seemed to make some sense, she tried to find someone to practice a sword."

The daughter of the Xiao family loved to read, so the emperor would reward her with some books from the storehouse from time to time. According to records, this book was obtained by Xiao Ran during the suppression of bandits. It was kept in the storehouse for a long time without much use. Unexpectedly, when it got into the hands of the daughter of the Xiao family, it would be Become a treasure again.

Seeing Rong Yan breaking dozens of swords one after another with the newly made weapons, the emperor was overjoyed and called out God bless Daxia, and immediately handed over the responsibility of the general iron smelting to Rong Yan.

The prince couldn't sit still.

He is a stable prince, but he has not made much achievements. Except for the trip to the dam a few years ago, which can only be regarded as a "remedial action", he seems to have done nothing worthy of praise. On the other hand, Rong Yan has won many awards recently. My father agreed. After getting this iron-making job, wouldn't he be more respected and loved by the army?

If one day he raises his arms and shouts...

The more the prince thought about it, the more worried he became. He couldn't sleep well for several nights. What made him even more troubled was that not long after, there was a rumor that the daughter of the Xiao family was the lucky star of Daxia. There was even news that even the new daughter who had brought blessings to the world The rice seeds were actually the first ones brought out by the daughter of the Xiao family.

After hearing this, Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and took away the snack that was intended for Shen Congyun. Lord Shen's eyes widened: "My senior brother asked me to do this!"

Mr. Chen Yong, who was a little darker and thinner than before, slapped him on the forehead: "In order to have a bite to eat, you even sold your senior brother?"

Master Shen smiled softly: "You should spit out the biscuits in your mouth before you say this!"

Mr. Chen was unmoved, chewed and swallowed.

Then he said: "Miss Xiao, please be patient. Actually..."

He said: "Actually, this was the teacher's idea."

Xiaoxiao looked at them as if they were fools, but that was actually the case.

Dean Lu meant that anything good in the forest would be destroyed by the wind. Although he knew that Xiaoxiao and Rong Yan were not doing anything for fame and fortune, their deeds of serving the people must have already changed their taste in the eyes of some caring people.

If you want to continue to benefit the people, you must first have enough confidence.

Moreover, Dean Lu said: "If I really want to take your credit from Yun, he will feel uneasy."

Well, she is not afraid now anyway, and if she has more confidence, her little brother will give her even more help.

After all, with his current momentum, it was only a matter of time before he was feared by the prince. No, perhaps it should be said that the prince had already regarded him as a thorn in his side.

That night, Xiaoxiao and Rong Yan talked openly and honestly about the matter, and Rong Yan had no intention of hiding it.

"I don't think the prince will be a wise king, especially when Nanman and Jihu are still eyeing each other."

"Xiaoxiao, if I want to fight with him, will you think that I am hypocritical and profit-seeking like him?"

Xiaoxiao shook his head: "What a coincidence, I don't think he will be a good emperor either."

How can a man who colludes with foreign tribes for personal gain and does not care about the lives of the people lead Daxia to peace?

Besides, the prince's mind is not much bigger than the tip of a needle. If he were the emperor, would he let Rong Yan go?

Rong Yan said: "Actually, I think the rumors are correct. You are indeed Daxia's lucky star."

"Mine too."

Xiaoxiao was a little shy, but she felt that Rong Yan was right.

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