October 20th, 2842, the Republic era, one o'clock in the afternoon.
Ling Ping'an dragged his suitcase with his right hand and carried his pet with his left hand. He finally returned to his home.
He walked to the door.
He took a look next door.
Aunt Cai was nowhere to be seen. The huge breakfast shop had already closed the door long ago.
At the intersection not far away, a brand new advertising screen was constantly playing the recruitment advertisement of the Wang Group of the Demon City.
Beside his ear, there was a loudspeaker repeatedly playing the speech of Cheng Mingli, the Grand Scholar of the Gonghe Party.
"Ten years to grow trees, a hundred years to grow people..."
"Our country must put education first!"
"Concentrate all funds to develop and improve our education industry. Vigorously promote public education, adult education, and vocational skills re-education!"
"Just as Taizu said, the root of all problems is poverty, and to solve the poverty problem, we must rely on education!"
"Therefore, I have written a book on the current situation and future development of our country's education..."
Ling Ping'an listened and chuckled.
This was the problem the Gonghe Party encountered.
Conditioned reflexes, they had to think of ways from education.
This was also the path dependence of the Gonghe Party.
In history, the three golden ages of the Federal Empire were all laid the foundation for the great development of education under the Gonghe Party.
Therefore, every time the Gonghe Party came to the election, they would first advocate education.
Education, tax cuts, and large-scale construction.
The three axes of the Gonghe Party.
In contrast, the Datong Party liked welfare, tax increases, and relaxation of regulation.
They believed in the invisible hand and the morality of the scholar-bureaucrats and gentlemen.
But...
He curled his lips slightly, "The words are all very pleasant to hear!"
"But can it be implemented!"
The current him, his vision was no longer that of ordinary people.
In many things, even if he didn't use his brain and didn't diverge his thinking, he could often see through the essence of things.
Therefore, he did not believe a single word of what was said on the radio.
They wanted to develop education, reduce taxes, and carry out large-scale construction.
Did the money of the Gonghe Party fall from the sky?
The central bank had just given in, and now it was coming again?
Did they really think that the central bank was run by their family?
With the key, he opened the door and pulled up the shutter.
The familiar home appeared in front of him.
The sofa at the door was spotless.
The floor was clean.
Even the posters on the walls on both sides were still brand new.
At the end of his line of sight were rows of bookshelves placed side by side.
He laughed and put his cat on the ground.
Then he turned around and looked at the glass door that had been in service for many years.
He put the suitcase in front of the door, then walked to the counter and sat down comfortably.
Leaning back in his chair, his eyes turned to the computer.
"I'm back at last!" he said. "Home is still the most comfortable!"
He picked up the Bronze Taotie from the corner of the counter and threw it into the drawer.
Then, he took the remote control and turned on the television out of habit.
The news was being broadcasted on the television.
"The coronation ceremony of the Queen of Ceylon will be held today …"
An aerial shot of the beautiful Kingdom of Ceylon appeared on the television.
"Although India is still in chaos, the stability of Ceylon does not seem to be affected …"
"The royal representatives and ambassadors from all over the world have been invited to attend the coronation ceremony!"
"The special envoy of the Emperor of Great Xia Dynasty, together with Minister of the Palace Zhang Hui, has been ordered to supervise the process of the coronation ceremony …"
"Then, according to tradition, he expressed the blessings of the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty to the queen!
"The Queen of Ceylon thanked the Special Envoy and His Majesty for their blessings and expressed that the Kingdom of Ceylon would always remember Great Xia's kindness. The relationship between Ceylon and Great Xia was forged through blood and fire. Ceylon would stand firmly on the side of Great Xia and contribute its strength for the peace and stability of the Indian Ocean!"
Ling Ping'an looked at the news in a daze.
He was drowsy.
He dozed off and slowly fell asleep.
When he woke up, the sky had already darkened.
The news was still playing on the TV.
"Under the entrustment of the Emperor, Her Highness Eldest Princess Rouan will visit Silla, Fusang, Lanfang, Siam, Samboja, Ceylon, and other traditional friendly neighbors from today onwards!"
He shook his head hard.
Then, he turned on the light and checked the time on his phone.
It was seven o 'clock.
He exhaled softly.
"From the looks of it, I'll probably be like this during the day!"
Ever since he began to doze off in the capital the day before yesterday, he had been like this.
During the day, he was in a daze, but at night, he was in high spirits.
A typical night owl.
His schedule seemed to have begun to turn upside down and become chaotic.
What was more interesting was that he could control it with his subjective will.
In other words, as long as he hinted to himself not to doze off, he would not doze off.
However, after he experimented once, he did not hesitate to suppress this matter.
He did not want to cause any unnecessary trouble.
He stood up and walked out of the door.
The street lamps in the alley were already lit up.
That was, there were not many people.
It was cold and deserted.
Ling Ping'an stretched and said, "It feels good to be home!"
He had been really uncomfortable in the capital these past few days.
And …
He knew too many things.
This was not good.
It was better to be back!
He did not care about anything. He just needed to lie down.
Turning around, Ling Ping'an saw a few shadows carrying something and walking on the stairs of his house.
He took a closer look, but he did not see anything.
What he saw just now seemed to be an illusion.
But he knew that it was real.
His bedroom was about to have a game pod.
He walked back and forth a few times on the road outside.
Ling Ping'an finally returned home.
He thought for a moment and took out the bag of tea from the drawer.
Then, he made himself a cup of tea.
He slowly drank the tea that he had not drunk for a long time.
"The tea at home is still the best!" He said.
Compared to the tea at home, all the drinks in the capital were water.
After a cup of tea entered his throat, he felt a little excited.
Then, he turned on the computer and began to write.
The stock of manuscripts was almost exhausted.
It was time to work.
No matter what, he still had to make money!
… …
Almost at the same time Ling Ping'an began to write.
On the other side of the sea, in the capital of the Fusang Kingdom, Fusang City, it was a different scene.
"The Xinluo people are one step ahead..."
"We are too passive!" The current Prime Minister of Fusang, Honda Tadashi, looked at the big shots and said slowly, "This won't do!"
"If the Xinluo people get ahead of us..."
"Our country will be destroyed!"
Ever since the prosperity of Great Xia in the east, Fusang and Xinluo had been opposing each other.
This did not need anyone to encourage or encourage them.
This was purely the result of geopolitics.
One could know just by looking at the map!
To Fusang, the biggest threat would always be Xinluo, which was across the sea from them.
For the same reason, it was the same for Xinluo.
The thin Strait of Tsushima was really a strip of water.
Even thousands of years ago, the ancestors who rowed wooden rafts could attack each other along the ocean currents.
As for now...
Whether it was the transcendent being of Xinluo or Fusang, they could all set off from the mainland in the morning, attack the grass valley on the opposite side, and return in time for lunch.
This was even under the situation where both sides had given up on conventional military forces and only kept the basic security police.
If both sides had missiles and fighter jets.
They would be able to reach their respective cores in more than ten minutes.
Who could stand that?
In any case, no one in Fusang or Xinluo could stand it.
Therefore, to the people of Fusang, the fact that the people of Xinluo were the first meant their failure.
If they went too far, it might even lead to the destruction of the country.
Moreover, it would be the kind of destruction of the country that would automatically collapse internally without the need for military force.
The people of Fusang would vote with their feet and move to Xinluo.
They might even welcome a king back from Xinluo.
In any case, the so-called Wan Shi lineage could only deceive farmers who had never studied in the past.
In this era, who could be deceived?
On the Internet, the haters of Fusang said: Such a Fusang, whoever loves it can love it, don\'t bring me along!
The reason why these guys were still staying in Fusang was because the East Sea was too wide and they could not swim across it.
However, if the Xinluo Kingdom had the chance to merge with Great Xia.
Then, if the men of Fusang could not swim across the East Sea, could it be that they could not swim across the Strait of Tsushima?
Even if they did not know how to swim, they could at least make a raft and row across the tide, right?
Therefore, Honda Tadashi's words aroused a heated discussion among the Hua people at present.
Everyone discussed with each other.
After discussing for a while, it finally turned into a fight.
\ 'Tokugawa Horsedeer\' and\ 'Changzhou\'s lackey\' came out as soon as they opened their mouths.
They were almost about to put on a show in front of the Grand Secretary.
Honda Tatada could not stand it anymore. He quickly coughed a few times and reprimanded, "How dare you! Do you guys even put me, the Grand Secretary, in your eyes? "
Only then did the Chinese people hurriedly bow their heads to apologize. "Please punish us for our insubordination, Prime Minister!"
Honda Tatada looked at them, but there was nothing he could do.
He, the Grand Secretary, was said to be the so-called\ 'Regent Guan Bai\', but in reality, he was just a puppet.
He did not have any real power at all. He relied purely on the recognition from Great Xia and the support of the royal family to barely be a watchmaker.
However, since ancient times, Fusang had been a plate of loose sand because of geographical reasons.
Otherwise, how could the royal family come to the Wan Shi lineage?
The Ping clan and the Minamoto clan had long replaced them.
Since the modern era, it was even more so after the recovery of the spirit aura.
Kanto and Kansai were supporters of the Datong Party and the Gonghe Party respectively.
As for the Chinese, they were basically no different from the daimyo of the past.
To be precise, the current Chinese (transcendent being) was actually the daimyo of the past.
Everyone occupied a piece of territory.
No one paid attention to anyone.
Most of the time, the central government was an institution to mediate conflicts.
This was on the basis of the endorsement of the royal family of Great Xia.
Otherwise, the so-called Grand Secretary would only be a Guan Bai that the Tokugawa family used to clean up after them in the past.
Therefore, Honda Tatada looked at the Chinese and gave in.
He relaxed his tone and said, "Everyone, there\'s no need to fight anymore!"
"I won\'t hide it from everyone..."
"That Xinluo is just lucky to have the King of Nanqing!"
"It\'s still unknown whether he will be lucky enough to be favored in the future!"
"His Royal Highness, the adopted son of Li Gong, once sent someone back to tell me that Fusang also has a woman who is being used by that lord, and even... has a close relationship!"
The Chinese listened and finally quietened down.
A Chinese man asked, "I wonder who is so lucky to receive such a favor!"
"We must go and pay our respects!"
The others said one after another, "Yes! Yes! We must go and pay our respects! "
Honda Tatada glanced at these guys.
He naturally understood what these guys were thinking.
It was human nature to cling to someone powerful.
In addition, Fusang itself had a huge bomb.
That Prince Taige was like a ghost that lingered around.
Although the feathered fox was sealed, it was uncertain when it would break out of the seal.
Once it broke out of the seal, it would definitely wake up the Taige.
Then, it would massacre Fusang.
All the Chinese would not be able to escape!
His Highness Tai Ge had killed several Great Yin-Yang Masters with just a few thoughts.
If he really woke up.
Basically, Mount Fuji would erupt and Fusang would sink.
All these years, Fusang had been experiencing earthquakes continuously. It might be because that Prince Taige was stirring up Fusang\'s earth veins.
And once he woke up.
The civilians might still be able to run.
Not a single Chinese could think about it.
They would be eaten by him.
This was also the reason why the Fusang Chinese were more united than the two classes of Xinluo.
If they were not united, everyone would die.
They could only cling to each other and struggle at death\'s door.
All in all, compared to Xinluo.
The Fusang people were living on a large nuclear bomb.
If they were not careful, they would all die.
They couldn\'t run even if they wanted to.
Because they were all locked on!
Their ancestors were stained with the blood of the Toyotomi family!
"You guys!" Honda Tatada shook his head and said, "Don\'t think about disturbing that lord\'s life!"
"She is shouldering the fate of all of us!"
"If you disturb that lord\'s life because of you, what consequences will happen..."
"Even if you commit seppuku, you won\'t be able to escape the blame!"
The Chinese listened and looked at each other.
They looked at Honda Tatada and asked, "Then, Grand Secretary..."
"You summoned us this time..."
"What do you want to do?"
Honda Tatada looked at these people and said, "I summoned all of you this time because I have received the decree of His Royal Highness, the adopted son of Li Gong!"
Everyone immediately prostrated themselves.
"His Royal Highness said that although we also have a lord who is close to that young master..."
"But, that doesn\'t mean that we can sit and wait..."
"We have to think of a way to save ourselves!"
"We have to show our value!"
"His Royal Highness, the adopted son of Li Gong, has been active in the imperial capital recently..."
"Through the communication and activities between His Royal Highness and the eldest princess of Great Xia..."
"As well as probing and consulting the various forces of Great Xia..."
"At present..."
"His Royal Highness believes that Great Xia is currently lacking an important helper!"
"And His Royal Highness hopes that we, Fusang, will bravely play the role of this helper!"
The Chinese raised their heads when they heard this.
The Federal Empire of Xia was naturally not as harmless as it seemed in the eyes of ordinary people. It was a country that focused on etiquette, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, and righteousness.
That was very normal. Even adults were like this, let alone large countries?
However, the Xia people were just like their emperor. They were very arrogant.
They usually did not directly reveal their intentions.
Instead, through various operations, they hinted to all parties to act according to their intentions.
If they did well, they would be greatly rewarded!
Just like the current agricultural export subsidies and industrial import preferential treatment of Fusang.
It was not obtained through diplomatic efforts in the ordinary sense.
The Fusang people paid the price in blood for this!
During the Nanzhou Liberation War, Fusang sent out 200,000 volunteers.
They even formed four Fusang people\'s volunteer armies and directly participated in the battle.
Tens of thousands of Fusang people were buried in Nanzhou, including more than 1,000 Chinese!
After the war, rewards were given according to merit. That was why Fusang had the green mountains, clear water, and generous preferential treatment today.
Of course, these things would never be said on the surface.
But the Chinese knew very well.
Therefore, a Chinese asked, "What kind of helper?"
Honda Tadashi said, "A helper to fight!"
He took a deep breath. "Times have changed!"
"As the nightmare slowly comes to the forefront... the past international order is facing a drastic change!"
"And the challenges faced by the Imperial Army will also increase!"
"On the Great Xia\'s side, the resistance to war or interference with the outside world is very great!"
"Besides, what kind of army is the Imperial Army?"
"The teacher of benevolence and righteousness, the teacher of morality!"
"There are many things that the Imperial Army can\'t do!"
The Chinese nodded one after another. They knew this very well.
On the battlefield of Nanzhou back then, the Imperial Army of Great Xia was famous for being polite. They gave preferential treatment to the prisoners of war they captured. The people of Land of Qin said that the spirit of chivalry was in the East.
But war was always cruel.
Someone had to do the dirty work.
At that time, the people of Fusang had not figured it out yet. They also wanted to be polite and show the spirit of Fusang.
Unexpectedly, the people of Xinluo were like wolves and tigers. They desperately fought to do the dirty work and those shameful things.
So much so that the legs of the people of Land of Qin trembled when they saw the army wearing the clothes of Xinluo.
Therefore, after the war, Xinluo was one of the few countries that could accept the transfer of industries from Great Xia.
Today, Xinluo\'s electronics and semiconductor industries were established by the transfer of industries from Great Xia.
Therefore, the population of Xinluo could be more than 100 million.
But Fusang could only support 80 million.
That was the difference.
More importantly, the two classes of Xinluo could directly go to the Great Xia mainland to settle down. They could hold the Great Xia household register and become the Great Xia residence.
However, very few of the Fusang Chinese had such qualifications.
Remember the past and learn from the future.
As soon as Honda Tadashi spoke, the breathing of the Chinese became rapid.
"What do you mean?" They asked anxiously, "Will the Great Xia allow us to form an army?"
"Yes!" Honda Tadashi nodded. "If you want to rule a chaotic world, you can\'t rely solely on morality and benevolence!"
"We still have to rely on iron and fire!"
"But the King\'s Teacher is still the King\'s Teacher!"
"So, we have to bravely shoulder the responsibility!"
"I won\'t hide it from you..."
"We\'ve already received news from Ceylon... The Queen of Ceylon has already ordered her cabinet to start expanding the army this year!"
"She has already discussed with the Great Xia about the introduction of 300 advanced fighter jets and the training of 3,000 transcendent being!"
"We\'re just waiting for the agreement to be announced!"
"We have to hurry up!"
"Otherwise... when the countries react, they will all come to snatch it!"
Ceylon had always been the thugs of Great Xia!
Although the Ceylonese people pretended to be pitiful every day, they were not doing badly.
How could a mere Japan stand above India?
They would often send out their air force to behead some forces in India.
After the Ceylon crisis, they had already carried out hundreds of beheading air strikes and surgical strikes.
It was only in the past ten years or so that with the rise of the commander-in-chief.
Only then did Ceylon stop and start to quiet down.
However, the older people remembered that twenty to thirty years ago, Ceylon\'s air force was known as the honey badgers of the Indian Ocean.
They would bite whoever they caught.
Now, the situation was uneasy.
Great Xia had finally loosened the shackles of Ceylon again.
Presumably, the air strikes of Ceylon would once again resound throughout the Indian continent.
During the air strikes, the general of Great Xia would\ 'coincidentally' pay a friendly visit to Ceylon.
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