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Chapter 765
"I respectfully welcome my father back to the court!" Prince Yang Xu led a group of civil and military officials out of the city for thirty miles to greet him.

The scene was extremely grand, with flags and flags driving for three or four miles, flags fluttering along the way, accompanied by gongs and drums.

Many people were attracted to accompany them. More than a dozen elders holding peach-wood dove sticks were watching on both sides of the road, and children looked up at the mighty cavalry, their eyes shining brightly.

The closest person to the prince is naturally Lu Zhi.

"Everyone is welcome, I don't have to worry about the future, it's all thanks to you!" Yang Zheng bowed his hands to everyone.

Everyone was happy, "This minister waits for his duty."

Every time there is a big victory, the brilliance in the eyes of the people will be brighter, and the self-confidence on the face will also increase.

It was good to be able to wear sackcloth in the past, but now many people wear commoner clothes, which are much neater.

Driven by Yang Zheng, Qin generally advocates frugality.

The clothes are not heavy on color, and the food is not heavy on taste.

The finest silks and satins were sold to the Western Regions.

Therefore, most people wear commoner clothes, which look a little monotonous.

But Yang Zheng cared more about temperament.

People have human temperament, and the country has the temperament of the country.

Wearing silk and satin all day long, what a good thing I haven't seen.

The rise of Daqin was too fast, and the common people had just eaten and put on clothes, so they were not qualified to be extravagant and flashy.

The prince is also dressed in commoner clothes, and he hasn't seen him for more than half a year. With Lu Zhi's help, he feels more mature, the childishness on his face is reduced, and his eyes have become much calmer.

Back in the city, Yang Zheng immediately ordered the soldiers to take turns to rest and take a bath.

They made a lot of money in Bingzhou. When they returned to Chang'an, those who got married got married, those who bought a house bought a house, or had a drink with relatives and friends. Chang'an instantly became very lively.

Merchants came upon hearing the news.

Special products from all directions, such as female slaves, Putao wine, melons, peppers, etc., gathered here.

Perhaps stimulated by the battle, Yang Zheng clearly felt that there were more barbarians from the Western Regions in the city.

Tall felt hats, long leather shoes, and machetes tied to their belts, led camels, and sold special products from the Western Regions everywhere in Chang'an City.

The most sought-after are female slaves, all of whom are very gorgeous, wearing light gauze and masks, expressing affection with their eyebrows, with a special charm.

Especially Hu Nu, who is good at dancing and music, is half lying on the camel, playing the harp, attracting many arty literati.

Yang Zheng looked at everything in the market from the attic, feeling like a dream.

After 20 years of fighting and killing, in exchange for this prosperity, this life is not in vain.

It's just that Chang'an is more crowded now.

Daqin's imperial palace does not have the slightest air of an emperor.

The Chang'an Imperial Palace was originally transformed from the original Yongliang Governor's Mansion. There are all kinds of bad things, but there is one good thing. It is only separated from the most prosperous market by a wall.

Yang Xu stood beside him quietly, and the father and son had a rare chance to spend time alone.

"Following the Tai Tuo for more than half a year, have you learned anything?"

"It's not easy for the emperor, it's not easy for the country, it's not easy for the people." Yang Xu has a relatively lenient personality, so it's no surprise to see this.

"What else?"

"My son..." Yang Xu hesitated.

Yang Zheng encouraged: "There are only you and me here, only father and son, there are no monarchs and ministers, so we can speak freely."

"My son thought that governing the country was easy. After following the Taifu, he found that it was difficult and complicated. For example, the collection of land tax, how many high-grade fields, how many middle-grade fields, and how many low-grade fields are in each county. Who is in the hands of them? How much food is delivered, how much loss will occur during transportation, etc., are all knowledge. It is not an edict from the imperial court, and things can be handled clearly. It doesn’t always match up with the numbers received…”

Yang Xu looked at Yang Zheng timidly.

"It's right to think it's difficult. If you think it's easy, then it's a big problem! Remember Father's words."

"My son remembers."

What Lu Zhi showed him was just the tip of the iceberg.

The challenge facing Great Qin is more complex than that of the Central Plains.

Because it has integrated too many grassland tribes, it is definitely not something that can be done in one generation if you want to completely digest them.

The old and new forces are intertwined, and it is not so easy to control.

A prince without foundation and strength will only be controlled by them.

It is easy to conquer the world, but difficult to defend the world.

"The way of civil and martial arts, you don't need to squeeze yourself too tightly." Yang Zheng stroked the top of his head, but fortunately he still had time.

Not bad for his age to see that.

"Can I leave the palace?" Yang Xu opened his eyes wide.

"You're making progress, kid." Yang Zheng laughed, "I asked Zhao Aqi to arrange Jin Yiwei to secretly protect you."

"Thank you, father." Yang Xu was overjoyed.

It seems that the past half a year has been suffocating.

"Your Majesty spoils him too much." Xia Houzhi just happened to see this scene.

"The prince is also a human being, follow his nature, as long as there is no problem with his conduct, he will be fine." When a person grows up, what he needs most is to accumulate wisdom, not petty cleverness.

There are too many clevernesses, and they are often impatient, especially the prince of a country.

"Xu'er has benefited a lot from being with Master Lu in the past six months."

"Of course, how bad can the Taifu I choose be?"

Not only the selected masters, but also the several princes around Yang Xu were carefully selected.

"The countries in the Western Regions heard of His Majesty's great victory. They sent thousands of beauties from thousands of miles away. Your Majesty's reputation is really far-reaching." Xia Houzhi rolled her eyes, deliberately emphasizing the "prestige".

"So much? Could it be that I am a womanizer in their eyes?" Yang Zheng looked depressed.

But such is the mood of the times.

Sun Hao's harem in Jiangdong has five or six thousand people, and Sima Yan's harem also has three or four thousand people.

In history, after Sima Yan ruled the world, the size of the harem reached [-] people.

Compared with them, Qin's harem seemed weak.

But Yang Zheng's greatest interest is no longer women, but the great achievement of dominating the world and recasting the prosperity!

"So His Majesty knows it well." Xia Hou Zhijiao laughed.

A rebuttal made Yang Zheng feel close to her. Although Xia Houzhi was in her thirties, she had become more graceful and luxurious in recent years, like a fully blooming peony.

"The affairs of the harem are all decided by the empress." Yang Zheng has always maintained restraint when it comes to female sex. He has no choice but to live for two more years.

Xia Houzhi snorted softly, "Then don't blame your concubines, Your Majesty."

All joking aside, in fact, Yang Zheng has always been on guard. Now that he has defeated the Sima family, the Great Qin is growing in strength. In the past few years, he has been tirelessly exporting culture to the Western Regions. The cultural customs of the Han family have deeply affected the local area. The Western Regions and the Great Qin It is getting closer and closer, but this will definitely arouse the vigilance of some people. They dare not speak out, let alone act rashly.

It is not possible to defeat Da Qin head-on, but it is also possible to defeat him on the bed.

There is a knife on the head of the color word.

If there are female assassins or female spies among them, it will be bad.

(End of this chapter)