"Bing Niang, I'm here just now. I heard that Zhang Lang has to work overtime tonight, so this is a good opportunity. Please wait for me to ask which one is following me. If it's plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, it's the best to talk to."

"Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum?"

"He came from Longqing Palace."

“…”

There are some secrets that are not many people in the world know; there are some secrets that are known to everyone in the world, but they cannot be told.

The Lord of Longqing Palace gave birth to a son. Chang'an and Luoyang dare not tell everyone that this matter is well known, but the rumors have never been stirred up. In addition to the fear of the Li Tang royal family, the Lord of Longqing Palace is truly unreasonable.

Furthermore, the son's surname is Li, so it is even more impossible to say.

"Plum orchid and bamboo chrysanthemums are actually different from your age. The oldest one is Mei Ji, but she is less than ten years old. She gave birth to a son, and now she is raised by Miss Cui."

"Have you recognized Sister Cui as your mother?"

"No, Mingyue is a talented woman. You should be smarter when you raise it for Mingyue. Besides, when Mei Ji was in Chang'an, she was a unique figure and a famous strong woman in Chang'an."

“…”

A strong man is not a good reputation, he is a strong woman!

Zheng Shiliu Niang, who was originally quite complacent, felt a little inferior at this moment. She thought she was handsome, talented, and craftsmanship... she was more or less outstanding. When she came to Wuhan, she realized that all kinds of "skills" were simply savoring and was really not worth mentioning.

Seeing Zheng Ying's expression depressed, Zheng Wan, who was a veteran, smiled and comforted her: "Don't care about how powerful these girls are. Zhang Lang is not seeing this."

"If you don't look at this, then what else can you see..."

"Look, Anu is neither good at writing nor dressing up. She only knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long. Don't Zhang Lang love her very much?"

“…”

Zheng Ying was silent for a while, thinking that if she learned to eat, drink and have fun, she would be beaten to a disabled uncle by a group of uncles when she returned to her parents' home.

"Okay, I'll go overtime at night, too."

"clever."

Seeing her awakening, Zheng Wan touched her head with a smile, "Zhang Lang knows your purpose, so you can do it naturally."

"Everyone listens to my sister."

I thought it was tiring to be a little wife for the prince, but at this moment, Zheng Shiliu Niang suddenly realized that being a little wife for her cousin's husband was also very tiring to be a little wife.

Although Lao Zhang had to work overtime, he still said hello after a while. When Wu Meiniang saw that he was going to work overtime again, she knew that it must be an important matter, so she said with concern: "It's autumn and winter, why do you still have to work overtime?"

"Li Chunfeng also needs a batch of canned food. In this situation, there are seven or eight local kings competing for power. Those local kings compete for Tang. If there is no special reward, wouldn't they lose face? He, Taoist Li, traveling around the world, only one face is needed."

"Why do you still have to eat canned fruits in India?"

"Canned glass is expensive, and Tianzhu cannot make it. Besides, what can do you think of it? One is orange and the other is bayberry. These two are scarce in India, especially oranges, which are unique to me in the Tang Dynasty. When it comes to Tianzhu, it is even more precious."

"What's the big deal if you are so kind?"

"Sanlang is probably going to be transferred, he stayed in the river for too long..."

Wu Er Madam was very smart and immediately understood her husband's words. She said, "I originally thought it would be Liaodong, North Korea, and Lingnan, the least. How could I go to India?"

"Li Chunfeng has been struggling for so many years, and there are already seventeen or eighteen mature strongholds in Northern India. Now the local 'heroic country' has been merged, so the ministers in the court came up with a vicious plan."

"What kind of poison plan?"

"Supply the people in the North of Tianzhu and go to the West of Tianzhu to build the Great Wall."

"What?!"

The calculations in this are simply tragic. In fact, the entire northwest of India is a big gap. Since ancient times, it is safest to enter the heart of India.

Now that Li Chunfeng said he wanted to build the Great Wall here, most of the local princes and princes around him would not refute it. Even if he didn't want to, he would not dare to say it out.

One by one, the Tu kings and Dukes were thinking about how to become the "Master of Dharma" and "Emperor's Edict".

Although slave labor is constantly imported from Fan and Piao Kingdom every year, the proportion is insignificant compared to the population of Northern India. Without consuming a large amount of young and strong people, it is difficult to see a huge change in the population ratio within two or three generations.

There are only two kinds of reasonable ways to consume young and strong people, one is war and the other is major projects.

War does not exist in isolation. There must be interest behind it. It may be political or economic, but it must be initiated for reasons.

The Tang Dynasty's actions in Northern Tianzhu were more about inciting the earth king to fight against the earth king, and then mediating from it in the form of an intermediary.

In just a few years, not only did it consume a large number of Northern India warriors, but not only did the three core areas of Northern India, land output plummeted, but social development stagnated unprecedentedly, religious forces rose wildly, and in turn continued to strengthen this stagnation.

Famine, plague, floods, military disasters... The Tang army did not appear most of the time, and the entire Northern India is now full of porridge.

During this period, most of the Tang Dynasty scholars, monks, Taoists, merchants, swordsmen, mercenaries, etc. were spies, including Master Xuanzang, who was famous in dozens of countries in India, and was also the king of the spy king. Because of Master Xuanzang's special academic status and religious status, the Tang Dynasty could understand the inside story of all the "great powers" in India clearly.

From system to power composition, from the number of soldiers to the potential of war, from land area to grain output... It can be said that as long as Li Chunfeng is willing, he can put a dagger next to a pillow of a king at any time. After the king woke up, no one knew how the dagger would appear next to the pillow.

Due to the turmoil over the years, the samurai class of the Northern Indian countries was in a state of overall disintegration and reorganization, and Li Chunfeng brought hope to these lost land and bankrupt warriors.

It is said that as long as you surrender to the Imperial Army... the golden ticket is huge!

Faced with famine and various natural disasters and man-made disasters, a single country is no longer enough to deal with it. Unless the Mauryan Dynasty is reborn, there is still some hope. Unfortunately, even if Kumara consecrates the fellow villagers of India, it will not be as good as Li Chunfeng's words, "Eat a job for dinner."

All the kings and kings of Tu couldn't wait to become slave traders. Whether they were sweet words or cheating, they would have lost all the local hungry people.

As for the difficult and dangerous journey, countless casualties are all their business.

Anyway, Li Xianren gave canned fruits, not only canned fruits, but also rock sugar, pepper, and tea...

"This is not a law of Zheng State, but a model for Taiwei Jia."

Wu Meiniang sighed, "There is no good guy in the court. Such insidious methods, behind the plots are either gold or silver."

The Great Wall in the northwest of India cannot build the Zhengguo Canal, but there are countless casualties and injuries, which is certain, and there are even thorns that cannot be picked out.

Mr. Wu sighed that this method was to learn from Jia Xu, and he was indeed inspired by his feelings.

"The untouchables in India are all about to die, either starving to death or illness. Li Chunfeng at least gives food to stutter. Among the native countries of India, the untouchables are not covered in their bodies and not filling their stomachs. Living is death, and death is life is life. It is better to be a slave. Can anyone be a dog for the Tang Dynasty?"

The battle for Tang is not related to Dignity, and it is not easy to survive simply. It would be good to be able to live. If you can still have a few bites of food, it would be even better.
Chapter completed!