Chapter 3: The landlord’s family has no surplus

　　 "His Royal Highness has recovered from a serious illness, so he should stay in bed and rest."
　　 There was a rush of footsteps, and Xiao Ming saw an elderly man with round head, big ears and a blue round neck gown trotting over and bowing in front of him.
　　 This person is Qian Dafu, the housekeeper of the palace. In his palace, he takes care of most of the affairs.
　　 Xiao Ming trusted Qian Dafu very much. Before he came to the fief, Qian Dafu was his mother Zhenfei's most trusted guard. Zhenfei sent him to Xiao Ming to have a servant who can safely support her.
　　 "Why do you wish." Xiao Ming waved his hand, "I have a carriage, and I am going to Qingzhou City."
　　 "This..." Qian Dafu hesitated, but he knew that the prince had always been surly and didn't dare to disobey, so he summoned his servant to prepare a carriage for Xiao Ming.
　　 Xiao Ming walked to the main entrance of the palace. A slightly old carriage had been parked at the door. The carriage on the carriage was small, like a box.
　　 Such a shabby carriage is a bit incompatible with the status of King Qi, but Xiao Ming knows that the current financial resources of the palace can only be so.
　　His current fiefdom has six states under his jurisdiction, namely Qingzhou where the Metropolitan Government is located, Laizhou and Dengzhou on the peninsula to the east, Yizhou to the south, Cangzhou to the north and Yanzhou to the west.
　　 The land of the six states seems to be a lot, but in fact, the land is not big. The fifth prince Xiao Quan's Shu land governs 16 states. Relatively speaking, he belongs to the poor peasants.
　　 And none of these six states are wealthy. According to the classification of Shangzhou, Zhongzhou, and Xiazhou in the Great Yu Kingdom, only the Shangzhong State, which is counted as Qingzhou where his palace is located, is Xiazhou everywhere else.
　　 There is a big difference between upper, middle and lower, basically equal to the difference between municipalities, prefecture-level cities, and county-level cities.
　　 Especially Cangzhou in the north is patronized by barbarians on the grassland every year, and even some barbarian cavalry will go deep into the fief. Three years ago, the barbarian cavalry kept looting until Dengzhou.
　　 The people of the fief were poor and weak, and they couldn't farm with peace of mind. Naturally, they would not be able to collect taxes. In addition, he still had the army and officials in six states to support, so the finances of this fief would not be mentioned.
　　 Although the former Xiao Ming was stubborn, he was also aware of the situation of his fief. If the concubine Zhen didn't give him a little silver every year, he might really drink the northwest wind.
　　 After leaving the palace, the carriage walked slowly along the streets of Fangjian in Qingzhou City.
　　Xiao Ming opened the curtains of the carriage and carefully examined his fief...
　　 Qingzhou City is twenty miles from north to south, and twenty miles from east to west. There are four gates in total. The city is divided into thirty-six districts. There are two bazaars on the east and west sides, namely the East Market and the West Market.
　　 This area is similar to the structure of the current residential area. There is a wall with some residential buildings scattered inside, but each area is the same size, as if tofu blocks are placed in a box.
　　 "The king of Qi is here, go, go."
　　 The carriage passed a private square, and the three youths who were basking in the sun got into the square with fright.
　　 Xiao Ming gave a wry smile. These were all the people who were afraid of being bullied by Xiao Ming.
　　 But now he is not concerned about this, but the worn out patched clothes on them.
　　 Through the vision of a modern person, the people he saw were basically similar to beggars.
　　 When he arrived in the East City, Xiao Ming stopped the carriage and walked towards the market with his hands behind his back.
　　 Qian Dafu immediately followed it carefully, patrolling around vigilantly.
　　 The East and West Markets are similar to modern vegetable markets. All the way, Xiao Ming saw very few products in the East Market.
　　 are basically wheat, soybeans, millet, clay pots, cloths, bamboo baskets and other things, which are very different from the dazzling array of products in Chang'an City.
　　 After strolling in the East Market for a while, Xiao Ming went to the West Market again, basically the same. Generally speaking, the people's livelihood is declining here.
　　 And this is the most prosperous Qingzhou city in his fief.
　　 After turning around all morning, Qin Le basically walked Qingzhou City all over the place. At noon, his stomach groaned.
　　 had to go back to the palace for dinner.
　　 "His Royal Highness, Lao Nu has specially prepared vinegared celery and steamed buns for you."
　　 After holding his stomach and being hungry for a long time, Xiao Ming finally waited for lunch. In my memory, this kind of meal was pretty good.
　　 Just look at Qian Dafu rubbing his hands and rolling his apple to know how greedy he is.
　　 This is the reality of his fief. There is a serious shortage of living materials. It is not that he has no money, but he can't buy it if he has money. It is happiness to eat.
　　 This kind of food is okay to eat once in a while, but eating it every day is horrible. In fact, even though Xiao Ming is a prince, he is very arrogant, but the standard of living is really not as good as the modern one.
　　Xiao Ming is hungry now. He usually eats boiled amaranth and boiled spinach. I want to eat stir-fried vegetables. I'm sorry, there are only vegetables and no oil.
　　 Today, this vinegar celery is also rare, otherwise the rich and powerful will bring it over as if it was a credit.
　　 "Rare, rare." Xiao Ming pretended to be very happy, and ate the jealous celery with his steamed buns in tears.
　　 In modern times, what he hates is vinegar celery, but now it is a luxury to eat.
　　 I thought it would be enjoyment to cross over, but I didn’t expect that the landlord’s house would have no surplus.
　　 For the next three days, Xiao Ming didn't idle either, and went to the county near Qingzhou City. There was basically a soil embryo wall surrounded by several thatched huts.
　　 Not to mention the common people, there are many people who can’t eat enough, and they can eat buns leisurely, which is already quite tall.
　　 On the way back and forth, he often saw people digging wild vegetables in the wild to satisfy their hunger.
　　I arrived in Dayu overnight, Xiao Ming didn't have any lofty ideals, but his own fief was so embarrassed, not as uncomfortable as the contemporary slums.
　　 When he was in school, he liked to play the game of territorial construction, watching his territory from barren to prosperous little by little, which is a kind of spiritual enjoyment.
　　 And now that he has a real fief, this fief is still so desolate, how can he bear it.
　　 Besides, the local tycoons are rampant, and the northern grassland barbarians invade at any time, which is a threat to him.
　　 It's a big talk for him to drive away the grassland man, but he has to do things about building fiefdoms, strengthening the city, refining soldiers and horses, and hiding wealth for the people, otherwise the local tycoons will be enough for him to drink a pot.
　　Furthermore, even if it is not to remove the wealthy and stabilize the land, he has to work hard so that he can eat eggs every day and occasionally grill a kebab.
　　 Otherwise, wouldn't I come here and suffer.
　　 The three-day inspection gave Xiao Ming a basic understanding of the situation of his fief, and he also clarified the first problem he needed to solve...that is, farming.
　　 The majority of the people no longer farm for the rich. Only this can weaken the power of the rich and gather the hearts of the people.
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