Famous and beautiful Tang Dynasty

"Old Li, come in and sit down, the old house is here too, come in quickly..."

Wei Zheng was frightened by Lin Ran's address, and the chrysanthemum tightened up. What kind of god is this? Dare to call your majesty Lao Li.

I really don't know how the word "death" is written.

"Mr. Lin, this general thinks he's a great general anyway, so save some face. Don't call him Lao Li every now and then."

"This is the general's deputy, General Wei."

His Majesty Li Er pointed to Wei Zheng, the official censor, and introduced.

"Hello, General Wei."

"Old Hou prepares hot pot..."

"Old Wei went to the greenhouse to pick some fresh melons and fruits."

Originally, Wei Zheng wanted to say that he had eaten lunch, but was stopped by His Majesty Li Er's eyes.

He seldom ate much in Taiji Palace, and Prime Minister Fang Xuanling was the same. Ever since His Majesty Li Er told him that he was coming to Lin Family Village, he hardly ate a bite of the banquet in Taiji Palace.

How can the taste of the wine and food in the palace be compared with the taste of the wine and food in Linjiacun.

"Young Master Lin received worship from the grassland tribe at the east gate today."

"It was such a shocking scene."

His Majesty Li Er said without blushing and without a thick neck.

"Yes, His Majesty is still happily waving to the people."

Lin Ran replied with a smile.

"Do you believe everything your soldier told you just now?"

"If you don't believe what your soldiers say, who can you trust?"

"It's true, if you don't believe your own people? Who can you trust? This general heard that those grassland tribes asked His Majesty to enter the customs, but His Majesty did not agree."

"Why didn't you agree? Do you want them to go back to the grassland to herd sheep?"

Lin Ran's words immediately made Wei Zheng, the official censor, more fond of him.

In his thinking, it is to let the aliens of such grassland tribes continue to roll back to the grassland to herd sheep.

"General Li, is your news reliable?"

"Really, Lao Fang and Lao Wei were there at the time. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

"That's right, people who are not of my race must have a different heart. How many troubles will the grassland tribes bring when they come to the Central Plains?" Wei Zheng, the imperial historian, interjected in time.

"People who are not of our race must have a different heart. This is true. But we can turn them into our race."

Lin Ran's words filled the room with shock.

"Young master, the hot pot is here."

The boiling hot pot was brought up carefully by Hou San.

His Majesty Li Er and Prime Minister Fang Xuanling have long been obsessed with the taste of hot pot.

But Lin Ran's words just now attracted them even more.

Turn them into our kind?

How much wisdom and courage is needed for this, even Wei Zheng was shocked beyond measure by this sentence.

"Lao Hou serves mutton, this is the order. General Li and the others must have been hungry long ago."

Lin Ran thoughtfully added. "And wine."

"By the way, why didn't Xiao Li come with you? I still miss him."

The censor Wei Zheng almost staggered and fell to the ground when he heard the words.

This kid from Lin Family Village is really fearless to those who don't know, Lao Li, Xiao Li came here casually.

It also seems to be very familiar.

"Gouzi, he just entered school and went to school today, so I will definitely bring him next time."

His Majesty Li Er smiled awkwardly and responded.

"How about his teacher? If not, come to Lin Family Village. I will teach him personally."

Lin Ran said with a stinking face.

His Majesty Li Er couldn't laugh or cry, your boy and the prince are teachers, they can be regarded as brothers of the same school.

Are you still talking about your teacher here?

It's a dumbfounding question.

"My lord, the mutton is ready. The wine is here."

Lin Ran poured the large plate of mutton into the boiling hot pot.

In an instant, the whole room is filled with attractive fragrance.

Wei Zheng sniffed vigorously.

Lamb can still be eaten like this, and it is so fragrant?

"Village Chief, I picked melons and fruits."

Old man Liu put a plate of cleaned tomatoes and cucumbers together on the plate.

The red tenderness is mixed with green color, which made Wei Zheng at a loss for a moment.

Looking at the calm expressions of His Majesty and the Prime Minister.

It seems that these two people have come to eat this rare thing.

"Old Wei, come and taste these tomatoes."

Lin Ran gave way with enthusiasm.

Wei Zheng took the tomato from Lin Ran and gnawed it without thinking.

A sweet and sour taste that he had never experienced before rolled in Wei Zheng's mouth.

Wei Zheng happily closed his eyes to taste and experience this rare happiness.

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

Seeing Wei Zheng's intoxicated face, he even sighed with emotion.

Lin Ran took a few more tomatoes and placed them in front of him.

"It's delicious, just a few times."

"Come, come. The mutton is ready to eat."

His Majesty Li Er and Prime Minister Fang Xuanling had been impatiently waiting for these words.

Drink and eat meat.

A hearty hot pot meal.

The four people who ate were sweating profusely.

In the end, the topic returned to the topic before the meal.

"Young Master Lin, what if His Majesty refuses to accept grassland tribes to live in Tang Dynasty?"

His Majesty Li Er was full, wiped his mouth and asked.

"Old Li, is there something wrong with your current majesty's mind?"

Lin Ran's words made the prime minister Fang Xuanling and the official censor Wei Zheng almost get down on the table.

This place is running out.

It's a matter of time before something goes wrong.

The two of them began to think in unison.

"Mr. Lin, is there a problem?"

In the astonished eyes of Prime Minister Fang Xuanling and Imperial Censor Wei Zheng, His Majesty Li Er asked as if nothing happened.

It seemed that the person with mental problems that Lin Ran mentioned just now was not him.

"Not only are there problems, but there are big problems. Big, big problems."

"Old Li, do you know how many people the Tang Dynasty has now?"

"About 1000 million or so."

"Then do you know how many people live on the grassland?"

"This general really doesn't know."

, His Majesty Li Er answered truthfully.

The tribes on the grassland are more or less nomadic and live in no fixed place. It is difficult for anyone to count these detailed figures.

"Old Li, at least about 300 million."

"What? There are so many people on the grassland?"

His Majesty Li Er looked incredible.

"Do you think, if there is no such a large population base, how can the East Turks have hundreds of thousands of troops?"

"Isn't this a living example?"

"So many people have come to join us, yet His Majesty turned them away? Tell me, Lao Li, is there something wrong with his mind?"

"Are you stupid?"

Lin Ran couldn't help but said loudly.

"These foreign races don't agree with our Tang Dynasty and don't talk about it. They don't even know the basics of farming. What's the use of it?"

Wei Zheng, the official censor, immediately stood up to complain for His Majesty Li Er.

"Superficial, if you don't know how to farm, don't you know how to teach?"

"If they don't know how to farm, don't they know how to learn?"

"What's more, we not only want them to farm the land, but also need them to contribute to Datang for a greater role."

Lin Ran picked up the wine bowl and took a sip of the wine, and said.

"Is there a greater use?"

His Majesty Li Er suddenly became interested, stared at Lin Ran with bright eyes and asked.

"Of course, farming is only one aspect. People who want to come to the grassland tribes in Guanzhong must be nobles on the grassland."

"Controlling the nobles on the prairie means controlling the entire prairie?"

"Furthermore, the land in the frontier is barren, let them mine it."

"Give them free planting for a few years, and wait until the wasteland becomes good land. Sorry, you have to pay taxes."

"Not paying taxes is not in line with the laws of the Tang Dynasty. As the new citizens of the Tang Dynasty, we have let you farm land for several years. It is all thanks to His Majesty's grace."

"At this time, they are already used to the life of farming. We not only have to collect taxes, but also more taxes, so we can't let them eat too much."

"It's easy for them to rebel when they're full."

After Lin Ran spoke, the three people who spoke all opened their eyes wide.

Is this what came out of the mouth of a young man?

It's even older than an old fox.

Sly don't want to.

"It's good that one of them is full, and they are easy to rebel. The young master is a great talent, and Wei admires it."

The imperial historian Wei Zheng got up and said respectfully.

As the saying goes, those who are masters come first. Although this young man is young, he is definitely a master.

"Old Fang has been taught today."