Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

The carriage moved forward slowly on the official road, and a primitive picture of farming civilization was displayed in front of Ning Fan.

Along the way, Ning Fan had many emotions.

I also used the pen in my hand to record a lot of what I saw and heard.

In his free time, Ning Fan mostly stayed with Luo Yong, and it seemed like they had no time for discussions.

Ning Fan continued to explain to Luo Yong bit by bit some of his ideas, thoughts, training methods, organizational management, etc. about modern special operations.

Luo Yong, on the other hand, looked at Ning Fan with more and more awe.

It was a look of reverence like a god, as if Ning Fan was omnipotent in Luo Yong's heart.

Of course, in more time, Luo Yong will also practice Ning Fan's training methods and train the ten Orions repeatedly.

These are the seed players in Ning Fan's eyes. Not only should he teach these people the concept of special operations, but he will also use these people to train more people in the future.

Of course, apart from combat skills and combat effectiveness, Ning Fan was most concerned about the issue of loyalty.

He wants to train these people into sharp knives, but the premise is that the knife must be held in his own hands.

"Your Highness, where do all the things in your head come from?"

"I see that Instructor Luo admires you very much!"

Yueying peeled off a peanut, carefully blew off the coating on the outside of the peanut, and then put it into Ning Fan's mouth with her white and tender hands.

"You'll know later."

Ning Fan smiled mysteriously.

Everyone has a secret, and the two siblings Yueying Xingchen also have secrets.

In the evening, when everyone was setting up camp in the wild, Yueying waved his hand, and the dagger flew out and nailed the rabbit peeping in the grass in the distance to death on the spot. This move made Luo Yongdu look slightly sideways.

Relying solely on the power of her wrists without the help of a bow or crossbow, the power of this delicate little girl is truly astonishing.

Xingchen silently ran over to skin and wash the hare. Not long after, the fragrant smell of roasted rabbit meat filled the camp.

Ning Fan faced the firelight and looked at the map carefully. Luo Yong was also explaining to Ning Fan.

"If it doesn't rain heavily in the past two days, we can reach Tianjiang Province in three days at most! We can reach Tianzhou, the capital of Tianjiang City, in five days at most."

Luo Yong's estimation of the route is very accurate. In this era without navigation, Luo Yong is simply a human navigation.

It rained heavily at night. Ning Fan slept in the carriage and was not affected. Luo Yong and the others slept beside the open fire. When the light rain hit, everyone hid in the ruined temple next to them.

A petite figure slipped in from the darkness and huddled cautiously in the corner of the carriage.

Looking at the figure, Ning Fan knew it was Yueying.

"These days, you can sleep with me in the carriage, as long as you have extra bedding."

Ning Fan whispered.

This is a teenage girl. In Ning Fan's eyes, she is just a bean sprout. She cannot have any thoughts about men and women at all. She is more of a pity.

"Who said that men and women should not be intimate, and now they ask me to do this, do I want to do that?"

Yueying was a little sulky.

Ning Fan was amused and didn't answer. He looked around and said, "Then let me tell you a story. Do you want to listen?"

"My ears are not blocked, so you can tell me!"

"Once upon a time, there was a scholar named Ning Caichen. He couldn't find an inn that night, so he stayed at a place called Lanruo Temple..."

Ning Fan wanted to scare this girl, so he told the story of A Chinese Ghost Story. Unexpectedly, Yue Ying listened with interest and showed no sign of fear.

Until the story was told, Yueying had an expression of interest, which made Ning Fan strange.

"Why aren't you afraid?"

Ning Fan was speechless.

"What's there to be afraid of? Humans are much more vicious than ghosts. That locust tree spirit is nothing more than sucking human blood. And that old Black Mountain monster, doesn't it just want a wife..."

The little girl was dismissive.

"It's raining, the road is slippery, and the horses need to rest. There is a place called Qingshui Town ahead. Let's rest there for the day, eat some hot meals, and have a good sleep."

At dawn, Ning Fan called Luo Yong and gave instructions.

The light rain was pouring down, with no intention of stopping. After entering Tianjiang Province, Ning Fan also wanted to find a chance to walk around, and today was just the opportunity.

After walking for a long time in the rain, they arrived at Qingshui Town at almost noon. The group entered the inn. After settling in, the food was served.

Looking at the few shabby green vegetable leaves on the table, everyone was a little disappointed. They didn't expect that a market town as big as Qingshui Town didn't even have decent food.

"Shopkeeper, we don't care about spending money, get us something good!"

Luo Yong called the shopkeeper and said very dissatisfied.

When the shopkeeper heard what Luo Yong said, he immediately showed a troubled look on his face: "This guest, it's not that our shop doesn't want to make money, it's just that we really don't have the ingredients!"

"Can't you buy it with money?"

Ning Fan also asked doubtfully.

"It's really hard to buy. People usually raise a few chickens and are reluctant to even sell the eggs. They have to pay taxes."

The boss said with a bitter look on his face: "You are from out of town, right? To be honest, the taxes in Tianjiang are too high! The people are overwhelmed. A year's harvest is sometimes not enough to pay the taxes..."

After hearing the boss's complaints, Ning Fan was not in the mood to eat.

It seems that the rumors are true. These exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes have indeed made the local people angry and resentful.

But in fact, Ning Fan also knows that this is not the fault of the court, but there are many reasons.

These four words, internal and external troubles, are enough to describe Dakang's current predicament.

Emperor Tian'an seemed to be working hard to govern, but in fact he was unable to change the reality at all. His desperate efforts could only maintain the status quo, or slow down the country's slide into the abyss.

In the northwest, the Xiongnu were eyeing him, and they invaded and fought in the country for many years. More than half of Dakang's taxes were spent on war expenses.

Internally, there were many wealthy families, and wealth and land were concentrated in the hands of local wealthy families and wealthy families. The court could not collect taxes from these people, so it could only become poorer and poorer.

With a heavy heart, everyone set out on the road again. Fortunately, they arrived in Linjiang County, a larger county, where they could buy good food.

Unfortunately, Ning Fan felt even heavier when he saw that Linjiang Fairy was in tatters and there were hordes of beggars along the street.

"stop!"

The walking carriage was suddenly stopped by Ning Fan. Then Ning Fan got out of the carriage and pointed to the woods in the distance and said, "Let's take a rest here at noon. I'll go for a walk in the nearby villages."

Along the way, Ning Fan recorded a lot of the current situation of life at the bottom of society, but it is better to check things out on the ground than to see and hear.

Hearing the barking of dogs in the distance, Ning Fan walked into a nearby farmer's house with Yueying Xingchen and his two brothers.

A simple gate and a low yellow mud courtyard wall. Standing at the door, a branch of a cherry tree stretched out from the yard.