What should I do if I am beheaded by the First Emperor at the beginning?

Chapter 318 The Clan Comes to Share Their Woes and Solve Their Problems

Whether they win or not is a question, a question worthy of their consideration.

But at this time, no matter whether you are winning or losing, you know that you have no room for thinking.

Now the problem lies here.

Subconsciously, Chen Ke did too many things, and the development of some things has exceeded their expectations.

Many of their plans cannot be carried out at all, so there is no question of "chance".

Yingku feels that what they need to consider now is more about how to survive after failure.

Before facing failure, think about failure in advance. This is what Yingku has always done, and it is also his character.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Let's go to His Majesty."

Yingku said calmly: "Actually, we knew from the very beginning that we couldn't win. As long as Chen Ke is still in Penglaizhou for a day, we can't win."

"It's just that we are not reconciled."

"Now go to His Majesty and confess this matter, we can still have a way to survive, if we don't confess to His Majesty, maybe we won't even have this way of survival."

After hearing this, Yinglun was also a little silent.

He asked unwillingly: "Is there really no chance?"

Yingku shook his head: "Our plan has been completely destroyed, and even Chen Ke didn't make a move."

"Whether it's the new food seeds, the land system, or even the people around him, there is no gap that we can find."

"As long as Chen Ke is here, Penglai Island will be monolithic,"

"Before I came, I thought I could have a few places to start, and I had a plan ready."

"But after I came to Penglai Island, I found out."

"Chen Ke is in Penglaizhou, just like your Majesty is in charge of Qin, the world cannot be chaotic."

Both were silent.

After a while, Yinglun's eyes flashed a little fierceness: "What if Chen Ke wants to leave Penglai Island?"

He looked at Yingku and said, "I heard the news from Xianyang City that Feng Jie has returned to Beijing and brought back a lot of things from the Western Regions."

"What if Mr. Chuanyang and our people in the court request this person to go back and preside over the overall situation?"

"Those novelties, only Governor Chen can grasp them?"

Win Ku slightly raised his eyebrows.

If this is the case, it is really possible for Chen Ke to return to Xianyang City.

As long as Chen Ke leaves Xianyang City, even if he is the Immortal of Da Luo, he will not be able to control the affairs here in Penglai Island, right?

This is a good thing for them.

Great thing.

After all, even if His Majesty the First Emperor did not leave Xianyang City, he would rarely be able to control matters across the country.

Yingku immediately stood up: "I'll write a letter to Xianyang right away!"

In a pavilion.

The seascape of Penglaizhou has always been enviable. The endless sea seems to be able to dispel everyone's worries and impetuosity.

Or the sea view of Linzi County.

On the distant mountain near the sea, Chen Ke had asked people to build a pavilion early on. This pavilion was specially designed for him to enjoy the sea view and entertain those who were inconvenient to enter the Governor's Mansion.

Today, he is entertaining one such person.

A man from a rich family from Zhongmu, Sanchuan County.

The Fan surname has many origins, the most famous being three.

One is from the ancient Renhuang clan, when Fan Shu participated in abolishing Emperor Zhi and establishing Yao as emperor.

The second is derived from the Ji surname, which was passed down to the generation of Sun Zhongshanfu, the great-grandson of King Tai of Zhou, and was sealed in the Kingdom of Fan.

The third is derived from the surname "Zi", which was formed in the Shang Dynasty and is a descendant of Shang Tang.

According to legend, Fan Chi, a disciple of Confucius, was a member of the seven clans of the Yin people.

These three branches are the greatest origins of the Fan surname, and they are also the gathering places of most of the Fan surname clansmen.

Later, a descendant of the Fan clan in Yin Minzhong migrated from Qi and Lu to the former Wei, and then from Wei to the present Sanchuan County Zhongmu.

So they lived here for generations.

Chen Ke looked at the handsome young man in a long robe sitting in front of him, and smiled slightly.

He put down the porcelain cup in his hand, looked at the person opposite and said, "Brother Fan, why do you think that I will entrust such an important matter to you?"

"And why do you think that you can do this well by yourself?"

Fan Muye looked at Chen Ke who was opposite, and smiled before saying anything, with a bit of flair in his brows.

"Governor Chen, I'm not sure."

He said frankly: "I just came to take a look. The Governor's massive reform in Penglai Island has involved all aspects."

"It's just that the stall is very large, but it hasn't been expanded."

"I think the governor must be waiting for an opportunity, a suitable opportunity that can instantly set everything up and tear the old system apart."

Fan Muye looked at Chen Ke, with a little flame in his eyes.

"I feel that the opportunity the governor is waiting for is "Wen". "

"The governor used the "Anthology Contest" and "Papermaking" and "Printing" as a guide to overturn the world and destroy the six countries. "

"Now I'm afraid I want to use something like this to subvert the entire Penglai continent, or even the entire world?"

He chuckled: "During the half a year since the governor came here, he has done nothing."

"It's just that some new technologies are constantly being spread, new institutions are established, and new policies are introduced."

"These things are like millet."

"Only millet, without water, how can I eat it?"

Fan Muye looked at Chen Ke who was sitting there, and at this moment a gust of breeze came to caress him.

"Makino is willing to be the sword in your hand, and the water in your urn, cooking this Penglaizhou and the world for the governor."

Hearing this, Chen Ke burst out laughing.

He looked at Fan Muye and said, "As expected of a descendant of Shang Tang, he will know what Yi Yin did."

"Do you regard this world as a series of delicious dishes, and now you want to put them in your mouth?"

Fan Muye looked at Chen Ke calmly, as if he didn't notice the sharpness in Chen Ke's eyes.

"Makino dare not bring such a thing into his mouth."

"I just want to make a living for my descendants."

"It will also prevent future generations from resenting their ancestors for not living up to expectations."

Chen Ke sneered: "People like you are the most selfish, and the "way of life" in the world should belong to the people in the world. "

"Why did a certain road belong to your Fan family?"

It's just that although he said so, Chen Ke's tone softened a lot, and he even sat in the pavilion.

Seeing this, Fan Muye also sat down.

"Not everyone is a "perfect person" like the governor. We people struggle for the sake of future generations, don't we? "

"As the saying goes, sacrifice, we worship our ancestors now, don't we hope that future generations will have descendants to worship us?"

Chen Ke looked indifferent, he looked at the distant world.

Future generations?

In fact, he is the most selfish person, otherwise he would never have made certain actions before.

Nor will it cut off the way for future generations to continue to climb up in the name of their ancestors.

He just wants to see how charming the country is, to make everyone in this world like a dragon, and to make everything in this world fair.

Chen Ke came to this world only for three things.

Fair, fair, fair on horseback!
He glanced at Fan Muye and said, "I will not allow such a thing to happen."

After a moment of silence, he said casually again: "But I can indeed leave the matters concerning the "Publishing Department" to you. "

"As long as you can let me see the abilities of your Fan family, or your Fan Muye."

"In troubled times, heavy codes should be used, and at the beginning of reforms, it is natural to use new talents boldly."

Fan Muye smiled knowingly, looked at Chen Ke and said, "Just rest assured, Governor."

"Of course I won't do things that dig my own grave, and I won't take the lead in going against the governor's will."

"It's just that after I turn into a pile of loess, what the future generations will do, I can't decide what to do with only a corpse."

Chen Ke nodded slightly.

That's enough.

He stood up, looked at the scenery in the distance again, and couldn't help but sigh: "This country is so beautiful, it has attracted countless heroes to bow down?"

Standing behind Chen Ke, Fan Muye took a step behind, and just said: "Governor, you are an exiled immortal in the sky, so naturally you don't think about the country."

"It's just that we are all ordinary people in this world, how can we not think more about ourselves?"

Chen Ke shook his head and refused to speak.

He is not some kind of banished immortal in the sky, but for him in this world, there is not much nostalgia for him.

After Chen Ke took a last look at the scenery, she turned her head and walked towards the distance.

Fan Muye followed behind him.

Both knew it and were waiting.

When the next spring comes and returns to Penglai Island again, it will be time for all the curtains to lift.

At that time, it must be like a violent storm, sweeping the world.

Fields of Penglai Island

Countless Guizhou chiefs bowed their heads and planted the seeds in their hands. Looking at the purple-red grain in their hands, all they saw was hope.

Chen San looked at the people beside him, smiled and said, "Look, everyone is growing this thing."

"Can Governor Chen lie to us?"

The woman beside him gave Chen San a blank look, and just said, "When did you say you were going to suspect Governor Chen? That day you took this thing back without saying a word, what did you say?"

Chen San smiled honestly, with a look of happiness on his face.

In fact, not all the people in the village believed in Governor Chen. After some people bought the seeds back, their mothers-in-law forced them to return them.

There are even cases where the troubled families are about to break up in the end.

This is all human nature, and there is nothing to slander.

For the sake of the family, the woman hastily changed to new grain seeds, but the government did not give a guarantee, so what if the grain seeds are not good?
It is no longer a question of believe it or not.

It's about fear of what might happen.
This year I finally had a bumper harvest and I was able to eat enough to fill my stomach. As a result, I changed the seeds and I will not have this day next year.

What about the family?
Chen San scratched his head.

In fact, he didn't think too much about it. It was also because they had food stored in their family that they dared to buy some new seeds to try.

Otherwise, even if he knew that Governor Chen would not deceive them, he would not dare to do this.

The woman next to him saw him giggling again, and glared at him: "Why don't you wait and see, why don't you hurry up and plant the land!"

"You see that it's getting dark this day, won't you go back to eat?"

"The two babies don't care?"

Chen San chuckled, and said: "It's not because she looks good, but also because she has a good heart."

"If you hadn't asked me to harvest the seeds of the fourth family, the women of the fourth family would have thrown themselves into the river. If they really threw themselves into the river, what would happen to the whole family."

His mother-in-law just took a look and didn't say anything.

"Can you still watch the old four break up?"

"Hurry up and plant your land."

Chen San scratched his head, then lowered his head and continued to sow. The new grain seeds could not be cultivated with farm tools, but had to be planted by hand.

Even so, it's not too much trouble, at most it's the same as before.

With the new tools for cultivating land, compared with the past, this kind of land still saves a lot of effort.

There are many other beings like Chen San, the world is so big, most of them are these ordinary heads of Guizhou.

What are the heads of Guizhou bent over the fields for?

Just for one bite to eat, for the dolls and mother-in-law at home, and for myself to survive.

As long as they can survive, they are willing to suffer.

Late at night.

Chen Ke stood in the courtyard of the Governor's Mansion, staring at the moonlight in the distance in a daze.

Yesterday Guan Zhuo told him about the sales of new grain seeds, and the sales of the seeds were much faster than he expected.

Not much left.

The heads of Guizhou in Penglaizhou still believed in the imperial court, which was a good thing for Chen Ke.

Now he handles things slowly and releases technology, but does not let go of the wind and rain on a large scale. The reason is that he wants the leaders of Guizhou to trust the court more.

When these poor heads of Guizhou trust the imperial court, it will be easier for the imperial court to do some things.

Chen Ke stared blankly.

He looked at the ground beneath his feet.

It took Chen Ke half a year, almost a year, to turn Penglai Island from a barren land into what it is today.

He dare not say how good his governance is.

However, when spring comes, the people in Penglaizhou are all pale and emaciated, insensitive, and there is no light in their eyes.

Penglaizhou is like a place of death.

The government can bully the heads of Guizhou at will, and even a small official can accuse and reprimand them unscrupulously.

Now, it has entered late autumn.

The remnants of the Six Kingdoms on Penglai Island were basically wiped out. With Tian Cheng's hard work, most of the Six Kingdoms' ancestral halls were completely destroyed.

80.00% of the land in the hands of the nobles is in the hands of the imperial court, and then the imperial court distributes its "use rights" to the common people.

The remaining 20.00% of the land is completely released to the common people.

The spring plowing and autumn harvest have been very smooth, and the granaries of the heads of Guizhou have gradually become more abundant.

The various messy local institutions have also been sorted out, and the attitude of the small officials towards the head of Guizhou has also been rectified.

The Baijia Palace was completed here, and the Municipal Department of Materials let the people not have to be afraid of prices.

Although the Salt Production Bureau has not yet been established, a lot of "snow salt" has been produced in the salt fields by the sea.

The Porcelain Bureau has also researched porcelain that can be used by ordinary Guizhou heads.

The trap against the Great Qin Clan has been fully laid out, and today's Penglai Island is like a sweet honey pot.

Everything is ready.

Chen Ke slightly closed his eyes.

Just wait for the spring of next year, and the vigorous drama can start to perform.

(End of this chapter)