When the two countries were at war, it was normal for them not to trade with each other. But now, Gyeongo was targeting Jingguo in this way, which completely broke the bottom line of the human race's internal strife.
This was because most of the grain was for the people of Jingguo!
Once Gyeongo stopped the grain trade, Jingguo would run out of grain, which would lead to a famine.
After years of fighting with the barbarians, most of the people of Jingguo had used up their grain reserves.
It was not a small problem to feed hundreds of millions of people. It would greatly affect the development of Jingguo in the future. No one in Jingguo dared to take this responsibility.
There was silence in the bamboo house, and soon, the other bamboo houses nearby also became quiet.
Their conversation could not be hidden from the Grand Scholars and Great Scholars nearby.
The officials of other countries discussed secretly for a while and shook their heads gently. Even the officials of Wu Guo, who had always wanted to help Jingguo, felt helpless. Wu Guo had been relying on grain from Gyeongo and Qi to survive. Moreover, they had been enemies with these two countries in the past, so they had suffered a lot in this regard.
Facing the barbarians' attack, Wu Guo generously sent out a large army to help, but they could not do anything in terms of grain.
Kang Ha-chuan said slowly, "Gyeongo is no different from leading beasts to eat people. Why are you talking about etiquette?"
Xiang Shanling smiled as if he knew that he had the upper hand. He raised his head slightly and said, "Mr. He Chuan, you misunderstood. This is just a normal business between the two countries. Your country's textile industry is second to none. You don't have to sell to Gyeongo. "
Xiang Shanling pointed his sword at Jingguo's weakness again.
The officials of Jingguo looked at Xiang Shanling with disgust. Although it was related to the people's livelihood, the importance of cloth and silk was far less than that of grain. Moreover, many Jingguo workshops had been manufacturing military goods for years and did not make much money. Now they urgently needed to sell their goods to other countries.
Although Gyeongo was rich in silk, it produced very little cotton and linen. Linen, cotton, and other materials had to be purchased from the outside world. Jingguo, on the other hand, produced linen and cotton. Every year, Gyeongo earned a large sum of money from Gyeongo.
Once Gyeongo stopped buying Jingguo's cloth, a large number of Jingguo's workshops would close down.
After the war, Jingguo was already full of conflicts. Once the collapse of the workshops and the famine happened at the same time, the emperor might even be forced to abdicate.
What the officials of Jingguo were most afraid of was not the change of the monarch, but that Jingguo, which was about to be stabilized, would fall into turmoil again.
Jingguo had been weak for many years. It was not easy for them to produce Fang Yun, but now they were facing the barbarians' attack. They could have taken a breather now, but once Gyeongo started a trade war, Jingguo would inevitably fall to its lowest point in history.
It was even more chaotic than when the barbarians invaded the south.
At that time, Gyeongo would take the opportunity to make a move, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Kang Ha-chuan's expression changed slightly. He saw deeper than all the officials. Gyeongo could use this method to tie down Fang Yun!
Once a scholar became a great scholar, unless he needed to practice in the imperial court, he would at most be appointed as a civil minister, which was more important than real power. He would spend more time on pursuing the Divine Path.
Once Jingguo fell into chaos, Fang Yun would inevitably enter politics again. He would be an important member of Jingguo or even the Left Minister. This meant that Fang Yun would reduce his practice time and extend the time he needed to become a Divine Saint.
Because Fang Yun was not a member of the School of Miscellany, he would not be able to become a Divine Saint faster by dealing with government affairs.
For Fang Yun, government affairs were only a supplementary way to practice. Going too far was as bad as not going far enough.
The war between the big countries was full of danger.
Kang Ha-chuan's eyes turned cold. He stared at Xiang Shanling and said, "If Gyeongo insists on doing things its own way and cuts off our supplies, it will be tantamount to declaring war on Jingguo!"
"The soldiers of the Qing Kingdom have trained their soldiers and horses. When have they ever been afraid?"
"Borderline Mountain is facing a great enemy. If you, Gyeongo, act this way, you will be going against the human race!"
"Gyeongo has a large number of soldiers and abundant supplies. It can fight against both sides at the same time!" Xiang Shanling's voice was loud and clear.
Kang Ha-chuan was silent.
Jingguo's officials were angry, but there was a hint of helplessness in their eyes.
Jingguo had suffered heavy losses in the war with the barbarians. If they really went against the barbarians, they would not be able to fight back. It would be tantamount to handing over a large part of their territory to Gyeongo.
At this moment, the front door of the Wen Academy opened. A man in green stepped out, followed by many scholars.
"Who is talking nonsense outside the Apricot Altar?"
The voice was like a drum beating in their ears. All Gyeongo's officials trembled. Their minds were in a mess and they felt uncomfortable.
Jingguo's officials all stood up and looked at Fang Yun in surprise. They did not expect Fang Yun's strength to increase again. He was infinitely close to the Great Confucian.
Although this power did not control the Righteous Qi of Heaven and Earth, it only caused the Righteous Qi of Heaven and Earth to tremble. It was not harmful to the human race, but it was very destructive to the demons and soldiers.
Gyeongo's officials turned to look at Fang Yun. They did not dare to look into his eyes. They were so guilty that they could not help but lower their heads.
When they lowered their heads, they realized that they were disappointing. They scolded themselves and forced themselves to raise their heads.
Fang Yun stopped and looked at Xiang Shanling.
Fang Yun's army was invincible.
All the people in the bamboo houses of the Wen Academy stood up and bowed to Fang Yun. However, they did not speak. They were waiting for the war between the two countries to end.
Xiang Shanling chuckled as he clasped his fists towards Fang Yun. Then, he walked towards Fang Yun. As he walked, he said, "In front of Fang Xu Sheng, how would I dare to spout nonsense? What I said was just a joke. Gyeongo's scholars have always admired Mr. Fang. Even if it's for Mr. Fang's sake, we can't stop the grain trade. "
Fang Yun waved his hand and said, "No need. From today onwards, Jingguo will never buy a grain from Gyeongo! "
Gyeongo's officials were stunned. Then, a mocking look appeared on their faces. It was a matter that involved hundreds of millions of people. It was not something that could be solved with a wave of the hand.
Jingguo's officials' expressions changed. They secretly transmitted messages to Fang Yun, asking him not to act rashly.
Fang Yundao said, "Autumn is over. Other than winter wheat and other crops, we can't plant anymore. Bensei used his military merits to exchange grain from the Notre-Dame. Then, he distributed the aquatic products for free. It won't be a problem for us to last until next year. From next year onwards, Jingguo's grain production will at least double! "
All the officials in front of the Wen Academy were stunned. Even those who were not farmers knew that this was impossible.
After thousands of years of hard work, the human race's grain production had reached a limit. It would be a feat to increase it by ten percent, let alone double it.
If the grain production increased, it meant that the number of farmers could be reduced and the number of soldiers in other industries could be increased. This would free up the labor force and allow the human race to develop faster.
Fang Yun dared to say that Jingguo's grain production would double. This was simply mocking the farmers of the past.
Gyeongo's officials smiled. However, for the sake of Little Apricot Altar, they did not mock him.
Xiang Shanling pretended to be puzzled and asked with a smile, "I wonder what brilliant plan Fang Xusheng has to double the grain production and embarrass the farmers of the past?"
Fang Yundao said, "On the contrary, we have to thank the farmers for this. After all, they were the ones who cultivated a large amount of high-yielding grain, vegetables, livestock, and fruits in the Bloodlight World. Next year, we can officially promote it in the Saint Origin Continent! "
Xiang Shanling and all the other Jingguo officials were dumbfounded as if they had been struck by lightning.
Jingguo's officials were stunned and overjoyed. There were finally results in the Bloodlight World!
The other officials were also very happy. Increasing the grain production and raising the human race was always the human race's greatest merit. It was even more important than education!
Those officials who were knowledgeable about agriculture were very excited. They knew that eating grain alone could not strengthen the human race's body. If they supplemented it with suitable vegetables, fruits, meat, and eggs, the human race's physique would be significantly improved.
Increasing the grain production meant that more land could be used to grow vegetables and feed livestock. This would naturally make the human race stronger.
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