I received my adopted son in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 23 The Daughter's Aesthetics Are Abolished

After listening to Cai Yan's words, Dong Zhuo took a closer look at her figure: she was slender, with a willow waist, and could even be said to be a little thin...

Well, one punch should be completely irresistible, right?
No way, it's so annoying!

After talking for a long time, I thought that the coffin was going to be settled, but in the end, the coffin was lifted up and the grave was danced. Who can bear it?
Poor Cai Yan didn't know that Dong Zhuo was planning such a cruel plan, so he still said solemnly: "Uncle, do you know how my niece spent the past few years?"

"Uh...not sure."

"Eight years ago, my father went up to impeach the treacherous officials, but was falsely accused by the thieves and exiled to Shuofang County. Cai's family went all the way to eat and sleep in the open, weathering the wind and rain."

"The father, who was obsessed with Confucianism, did not do ordinary work, and his mother took care of him all the way. However, the mother was weak, and eventually died of illness on the way, and then all the work was done by the niece."

"I finally waited for the next year's amnesty, thinking that I could finally return to my homeland, but unexpectedly, I was falsely accused by the eunuch party of slandering the court, so I had to flee for my life in Jianghai again, and went away to the land of Wuhui to hide for six years..."

Speaking of this, Cai Yan couldn't help showing sadness.

Dong Zhuo also looked sad when he heard the words, it was hard to imagine how much Cai Yan, who was only ten years old, had to suffer all the way with that nerdy father.

"My niece has a bad fate, it's a pity..."

Slowly helping Cai Yan up, Dong Zhuo seemed to empathize with him, and said sincerely: "Uncle was not easy back then. I remember that my father and elder brother died early, and the family was poor and had no one to depend on, with only one cattle."

"There is no way, uncle can only go to the land of Qianghu and fight with one's life. After trying to gain some fame, the leaders of those Qianghu tribes came to visit at home."

"When you come, you are a guest, but at that time, my uncle's house was empty and there was nothing to entertain others. With blood in my heart and tears in my eyes, I slaughtered the only farm cattle in the family..."

Hearing this, and watching Dong Zhuo gently wipe the non-existent tears twice, Cai Yan's bright eyes were full of puzzlement: "Uncle, uncle...why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"I, I am..." Dong Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Why is my niece saying this all of a sudden?"

"My niece wants to tell my uncle that in the early years I traveled around and saw too many people who were hungry and cold. It wasn't the kind of anointed people who didn't know the suffering of the people..."

"Yes, that's what you mean?..." Dong Zhuo came to his senses and immediately relaxed: "Hey, I thought we were participating in an audition."

"Pick, pick?"

"No, it's the kind that no matter how talented you are, you must first tell the story of your life experience. It's best if your parents are dead, but you have a dream..." After a pause, Dong Zhuo waved his hand: "Uh, what the hell are you doing?" What do you want to say?"

There are several jumps in a paragraph, and there are a lot of incomprehensible nouns, Cai Yan looks confused even if he is well-educated.In the end, he blinked, and finally came to a conclusion for himself: Uncle, this is... I have learned a lot of knowledge.

Gathering his mind, he gathered his fragmented thoughts and said, "During these years of wandering, my niece has had the most contact with Li, Shu and Qianshou, and I know their situation well. Uncle knows that an ordinary family of five occupies an area of ​​one hundred mu. , How much will you get from planting millet in one year?"

"No, I don't know..."

"If the weather is good and the weather is good, the people in this family can have a harvest of about 150 shi. However, after digging out rations, land rent, calculations, seeds, and farm tools, this family can only barely survive. In case of floods, droughts, diseases, Funerals or other accidents, or the increase of state taxes and duties, the family members are in danger of bankruptcy, starvation, and exile.”

"Well, then what?" Old Dong didn't understand what Cai Yan wanted to say.

"What my niece wants to say is that the life of the common people in the Han Dynasty is actually extremely difficult, and they are completely unable to trade. Even if my uncle liberalizes business, it is a tree without roots and water without a source."

Hearing this, Dong Zhuo finally understood: the premise of the transaction is that the products are sufficient and there is a surplus, if every family cannot afford food, business will be out of the question.

Previously, her discussion from the perspective of governing the country and the head of Li, Shu and Guizhou was just superficial.The real root is that the Han Dynasty has not yet broken the productivity foundation of "emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce".

However, he is still very confused when he understands it: "Ordinary township people are indeed like what my niece said, Li Shu inherits the inheritance of cattle and horses, and eats the food of dogs and pigs... But Luoyang is the first good place with a population of one million. The city has already matured, and the Nanshi city is on the rise, so there is a solid foundation for opening up business."

"Uncle, uncle only wants to open the commercial restrictions in Luoyang first?" Cai Yan was also a little surprised: You, a powerful minister who dominates the court and covers the sky with one hand, only sees three farmers' markets in Jinmanan, Luoyang?

What about your vision and heart?
What about the momentum and erudition of ancient and modern times just now?
Old Dong was also quite helpless, under the surprised eyes of the little girl, he said in a low voice: "Li Shu is bitterly cold, uncle knows of course, he just wants to start with Luoyang first, and set an example before we talk about it."

Unbalanced regional development, of course, must be tailored to suit the location, and one size fits all cannot be implemented.

The other is to make it easier for the people in Luoyang to buy things, and earn some popularity points to unlock new functions.On the contrary, you little girl, you can't tell if your breasts are big or not, but your heart is really big...

"If, if it's just Luoyang, it should still be feasible, right?..."

Cai Yan had no experience in politics, so he said the following words very cautiously: "No, but the idea of ​​emphasizing agriculture and suppressing business has been passed down for hundreds of years and is deeply rooted. Presumably, uncle will be criticized and boycotted."

"And, even if it's just the three cities of Luoyang, there will be many aspects involved..."

"That's right, there must be a charter for the equalization of losses, the selection of talents, and the reform of business and taxation." Speaking of this, Dong Zhuo became depressed: "Those guys under my uncle are good at killing and setting fire. There are also some conspiracies and tricks, but there is only a shortage of talents like my niece who are so big and profound, and who are in charge of government affairs."

After finishing speaking, he cast his eyes straight on Cai Yan, and even blinked twice, very ambiguous.

Cai Yan, who was thinking hard, noticed the fiery gaze, and immediately... Xiafei's cheeks, a deer in her heart thumped non-stop!

Of course, she didn't find the winking eyes of a 51-year-old, greasy, ugly and fat old man so attractive, but she instantly understood the intention behind the eyes: Tai, Mr. Taiwei... want me to advise you on this matter?
A kind of wild hope that she had never had before rose from her chest, which made her shocked and terrified: can women also seek politics? Isn't this the cock of the morning?

But, how much trust and honor is this?

In the midst of distress and excitement, an anxious and terrified voice suddenly came: "Taiwei, this must never happen!  …"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a gray-haired old man in a Confucian robe, like a cow guarding a calf, prostrated himself in front of old Dong without hesitation.

Behind him was Li Ru, who looked astonished, ashamed and angry.

"Taiwei, the little girl is young and ignorant, she speaks nonsense, I hope the Taiwei forgives her sins!" Cai Yong, who was kneeling on the ground, panicked and almost cried.

By God!

What did he just see?
That vulgar, tyrannical, murderous Xiliang butcher winked at his seventeen-year-old flower-like daughter, who was so ashamed that she refused to welcome her?
This, this is just...

No, when did my precious daughter's aesthetics become so depraved!

Cai Yong was flustered and confused, and couldn't figure it out: What happened to this big man Luoyang? I've only been away for eight years, so why have I become so strange?
(End of this chapter)