Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

The wind and snow are still outside, and the wind is blowing very tightly, pouring down like a white waterfall in the sky.

The surrounding trees made a crisp sound of "click, click, click", and the snow in the sky and the snow on the ground mixed together, circling in the air, making people dazzled.

Inside a private house in the eastern suburbs of the capital.

Inside, the fire crackled and crackled.

The flames jumped up very high, and the kettle was blackened with smoke.

The soup in the pot is constantly steaming, and the tumbling soup and fragrant smell constantly stimulate the taste buds.

Take a bite of the spicy and spicy beef, which is moderately soft and hard, and extremely tender.

The house is warm and comfortable, and it doesn't matter that the wind and snow outside are getting bigger and bigger.

The old cow dozed off by the stove.

Biao, who had just been named Jiaze not long ago, was sitting in a corner, holding an oil lamp.

Burn the lamp to read at night.

On the second floor of the small courtyard, Li Pingan and Lin Xiaoxue talked while cooking wine at night.

While roasting by the fire, admiring the snowflakes falling outside the window.

"If you want long-term peace and stability, the vassal king must be cut." Li Pingan said lightly.

Lin Xiao said with some embarrassment: "But these vassal kings are all from their own family, connected by blood.

When the ancestors founded the country, they set this national policy.

Enfeoffment but not tin land, nobility but not to the people, food and salary but not to manage affairs.

Deprived of real power and no chance of rebellion.

In this case, wouldn't it be too ruthless to kill them all? "

Li Pingan said, "It's not about killing them all, but with this method, how long do you think Daxia will last?"

Lin Xiao said nonchalantly: "It's just some clans, it's not like Daxia can't afford it."

Li Pingan smiled, "Calculate how many princes and county kings there are in Daxia now..."

Lin Xiao frowned and calculated in his heart.

"Together, it is estimated that there are more than 100 people."

"There are more than 100 people." Li Pingan continued, "So these more than 100 people will not have children in the future? After your father ascended the throne, he weakened the power of the vassal kings and restricted their activities to a large extent.

This group of people has lost the motivation to pursue power, eats, drinks and has fun all day long, and has children at home.

Children's children give birth to children, and children and grandchildren are endless. "

Lin Xiao frowned, as if he was thinking about what Li Pingan said.

As a prince, he had no idea about money since he was a child.

Will the Royal still be short of money?

Isn't it just a few children?

It doesn't matter, as long as they don't cause trouble, don't rebel, and spend some money to support them.

In Lin Xiao's opinion, this is very worthwhile.

Li Pingan saw what he was thinking, and put a piece of mutton into his mouth, burning his tongue.

Take another sip and it will be memorable.

"Whoo~"

"The family is short of some rice recently."

Lin Xiao didn't know why the husband suddenly mentioned the matter of rice, so he said casually: "Then I will send someone to send some rice tomorrow."

Li Pingan nodded, "Then I would like to thank Your Highness, but how much is it appropriate for Your Highness to give?"

Lin Xiao said: "Sir, you can give as much as you want."

Li Pingan saw that he was in the trap, and said with a smile: "How about this, I don't want more rice from you.

There is a chessboard downstairs, you take it, you just give some rice on my chessboard.

在棋盘的第1个格子里放1粒，在第2个格子里放2粒，在第3个格子里放4粒，在第4个格子里放8粒.......依此类推。

From now on, the amount of rice placed in each grid is twice the amount of rice placed in the previous grid until the 2th grid is filled. "

"..." Although Lin Xiao didn't understand what this meant, he readily agreed.

Just some rice.

"Okay, after half a month, wait for the young master to deliver rice to me."

"Why does it take half a day, I'll send someone to deliver it tomorrow."

"it is good."

............

After returning to the palace, Lin Xiao ordered the eunuch to prepare rice as Mr. Li said.

The amount of rice placed in each grid is twice the amount of rice placed in the previous grid until the 2th grid is filled.

After Lin Xiao gave his instructions nonchalantly, he went back to sleep.

When he woke up again, he saw the eunuch standing at the door with a troubled expression on his face.

"Your Highness, you should go and have a look."

"what happened?"

"...something went wrong."

Lin Xiao frowned, put on his clothes and followed the eunuch out.

When he walked to the granary, he saw bags of grain stacked on the ground.

Put 1 pill in the first box, put 2 pills in the second box, put 4 pills in the third box...

Before the No.20 grid is reached, the grain in the granary will be emptied.

However, the number of rice fields increased rapidly one by one.

"Why are there so many?" Lin Xiao asked in surprise.

The official counting the amount of food on the side wiped the sweat from his brow and walked quickly to Lin Xiao.

"Your Highness, according to this calculation, even the food of the whole country is not enough.

Not to mention our country, even the grains of several neighboring countries are not enough. "

"There are so many?"

The corners of the official's eyes twitched slightly, "It's more than that...it's really too much...too much..."

Lin Xiao frowned, looking at the bags of rice.

At that moment, it seemed as if he suddenly understood something.

There are endless vassal kings, father to son, son to grandson...

It's like this grain of rice that has grown exponentially.

Although the imperial court has regulations, the treatment of the clan is lower from generation to generation.

However, it is impossible for each vassal king to have only one child.

Two becomes four, four becomes eight, eight becomes sixteen, this is only the minimum situation.

Lin Xiao gasped, and it was only then that he suddenly realized.

The next day.

Li Pingan just finished his walk and bought breakfast.

He saw a carriage parked in front of the house, and Lin Xiao was directing his servants to carry rice inside.

Li Pingan stepped forward, "Oh? Why did Your Highness take so little rice?"

"Sir, you already knew it, so don't watch me make jokes." Lin Xiao was a little embarrassed.

"Your Highness, please come inside."

In the hut, Li Pingan and Lin Xiao sat opposite each other.

Before Li Ping left, he boiled the tea.

Counting the time back, the time is not too much, not too little.

At this moment, the boiling tea made a gurgling sound, and the steam carried the tea fragrance upwards. A long-lost sense of familiarity calmed the desolation in the chest, and the mind was emptied.

Lin Xiao couldn't help taking a few more sips, and praised: "The tea smells so good!"

The tea leaves stretch, spin and slowly sink in the clear green liquid.

Rising and sinking again, three ups and three downs.

"Sir, I understand."

"Oh? Understand what?" Li Pingan asked knowingly.

"I understand what you said about supporting the clan vassals, what a burden it is for the country."

Li Pingan nodded slightly and said, "It's good that you understand."

"Sir, is there any countermeasure?"