I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

When Han Yi saw Bai Shao after returning from the East Palace, he suddenly remembered what Daliang Zao had said to him before, and quickly stopped Bai Shao and asked, "I have something to ask you."

Bai Shao turned to look at him: "What?"

Han Yi narrated what happened before, and said with some confusion: "Why do you say that I am too young? Are they going to make a fuss about my age again?"

Bai Shao also smiled after hearing this: "You are really young."

Han Yi stared: "Why do you say that?"

Instead of answering, Bai Shao asked, "Didn't you ask Wang Sunzheng?"

Han Yi was stunned for a moment: "Ah? But Daliang Zao said you would know."

Bai Shao laughed again, looking a little proud, and said, "No matter how many kinds you make, people will only use the cheapest one in the end."

Han Yi frowned: "Why? Expensive means better use and higher efficiency."

Bai Shao could only break it open, crush it and tell him: "Nowadays, whether it is made of bronze or pig iron, ordinary people can't afford it. Most of the people who can afford it are nobles, so ordinary people must use stone. right?"

Han Yi thought about it and it was indeed the case, and the reason why he didn't give up the stone system was because of this, but the nobles can use better ones.

Bai Shao continued: "As for nobles... When have you ever seen nobles farming by themselves? It's all done by slaves. What do slaves do with such a good job?"

"But it's efficient." Han Yi said naturally.

"They don't care about the efficiency of the slaves. They only want one result, as long as they can finish so many things within the specified time. As for the process, they don't care about it, and they can even achieve their goal with the lowest cost. Purpose, that's what matters."

Han Yi was silent for a while after hearing this, and finally had to admit that Bai Shao's words really hit the nail on the head.

He can only sigh at this result. Later generations can pursue efficiency because labor is relatively expensive, and people are tired of doing it, so they can leave if they don't want to do it.

Slaves... Slaves are not considered human beings, but property. What can be done?

At first, Han Yi still felt aggrieved, but after a long time, he also became numb. Being angry can't change anything. The only thing he can do is to try to change when he has the right in the future.

Now what he needs to do the most is... strike iron.

But before striking the iron, he invited Yan Zheng over - Mo Xing's saddle had already been made, and Han Yi wanted to give Yan Zheng a try before he left, and see what didn't fit before changing it.

Yan Zheng led his horse to him inexplicably. Han Yi asked someone to move the saddle out. Yan Zheng looked down and asked, "This...for the horse?"

Han Yi nodded: "Wait a minute and see if there is any discomfort."

The black horse had probably never carried such a thing as a saddle. When it was first put on, it shook its head very uncomfortable. Seeing that it was about to explode, Yan Zheng went over and patted it on the head, and the horse became quiet.

After the saddle and stirrup were installed, Han Yi said to Yan Zheng, "Quick, go up and try it, the uncomfortable part can be corrected."

After observing for a while, Yan Zheng stepped on the saddle and got on the horse neatly.

His movements are really chic and clean, and Han Yi looked envious for a while, and was a little eager to try for a while, but when he thought of his bear-like appearance when he rode a horse last time, he immediately withered.

Yan Zheng's movements on the horse are chic, and he is even more heroic when riding on the horse. Even though he has always been indifferent, he can still see some youthful spirit at this time.

After riding the horse for two laps, Yan Zheng turned to Han Yi and said, "Go to my horse farm, I want to try it."

As he spoke, he rode the horse to Han Yi's side, and stretched out his hand to Han Yi.

Han Yi was still a little puzzled at first, he has a big venue here, why can't he test it?

However, when Han Yi looked up and saw Yan Zheng who was smiling and stretching out his hand to him, there was nothing in his mind for an instant, only the picture in front of him was left - the sun shining on Yan Zheng's body, coating him with a layer of furry hair. Phnom Penh, even with that smiling face has become more gentle.

When Han Yi came back to his senses, he was already sitting in front of Yan Zheng, and he was about to leave the house.

At this time, Bai Shao just came back from the outside, and when he raised his head, he felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but took off the scarf on his face and asked, "What are you going to...do?"

Bai Shao originally wanted to say, are you going to elope?Fortunately, he endured it in time and changed his words. Otherwise, he was worried that Han Yi would jump down and beat him up.

Yan Zheng slowed down slightly, and nodded politely to Bai Shao.

Han Yi waved to Bai Shao and said, "Let's go to Ah Zheng's racecourse for a test. I don't know when we will be back. Don't wait for me for lunch."

Because Yan Zheng just slowed down and didn't stop, when Han Yi finished speaking, the two of them had already passed by Bai Shao.

Bai Shao turned his head and looked at the backs of the two people going away with a gloomy expression, then looked down at his legs, sighed after a while, and slowly said to the attendants behind him: "Go back."

This was probably Han Yi's first time riding a horse on the street. After the freshness passed, he suddenly thought of a question, turned his head to look at Yan Zheng and said, "I remember... Xianyang doesn't seem to allow people to freely walk in the market. horse."

Yan Zhengmu took a moment, and then said: "It's okay, it's just a fine."

That's not a fine, the Qin law is strict, and the punishment is generally more serious in order to make people remember.

After thinking for a while, Han Yi said, "Forget it, let's just say it's for testing the saddle, and let Xianyang Ling find me when the time comes."

He doesn't know how much money Yan Zheng has, but according to Yan Zijian's eccentricity, he probably doesn't have much. Anyway, he has money, and if it doesn't work, he can still borrow it from Bai Shao, so it's a happy deal.

Yan Zheng chuckled and said, "It's okay, there will be a sign right away, and they usually won't trouble us."

No matter how harsh it is, the nobles are a privileged class, as long as they don't commit major crimes, they will turn a blind eye to such trivial matters.

Han Yi understood what he meant, and suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Bai Shao before, and asked, "What do you think of slaves?"

Yan Zheng was a little puzzled: "Huh? What do you mean?"

Han Yi thought about it and said, "Slaves...in fact, strictly speaking, they are also human beings. Although they are of different classes, isn't it inappropriate to regard them as cattle and horses?"

Yan Zheng understood what Han Yi meant, thought for a while and said, "The issue of slaves is actually very complicated. Frankly speaking, if I... I might not want slaves to exist, but it's not easy, do you understand?"

Han Yi's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he turned to look at Yan Zheng: "Do you think it's inappropriate too?"

Yan Zheng nodded: "Well, the more slaves, the less taxation, which is not suitable for the country. In fact, the ancestors have already realized this problem, but some things can't be done overnight, so the ancestors abolished the burial of slaves. , and can only improve gradually.”

After hearing this, Han Yi understood that Yan Zheng's starting point was mainly based on his own identity. His family is the ruler of this country, and the world belongs to them. Therefore, he hopes that there will be fewer slaves and more ordinary people. There will be many.

After all, slaves do not pay taxes as property, and no one has heard of taxing cattle right away, right?

Although the idea is different from Han Yi's, I have to admit that persuasion from this aspect is more effective. Talking about human rights with people of this era... that is a fool's mind.

As for the difficulties Yan Zheng said, Han Yi is very optimistic. Yan Zheng has done many difficult things, but in the end he succeeded, and Han Yi has great confidence in him.

After arriving at the racecourse, Yan Zheng jumped off the horse and hugged Han Yi, patted his head and said, "Wait for me."

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, and waited for Yan Zheng to mount his horse again and took a spear before touching his head, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

However, it was only at this time that Han Yi knew what Yan Zheng's so-called experiment meant - he was experimenting with fighting against people on horseback, and through these he could judge whether the saddle fits properly.

At the beginning, Yan Zheng just sat on the horse and performed difficult movements. Han Yi sat on the sidelines and watched dumbfounded. He never knew that Yan Zheng's riding skills were so good.

However, this was just a warm-up. After Yan Zheng tried it for a while and felt familiar, he turned his head and shouted: "Dumb."

This name is relatively unfamiliar, and... why is it called this name, it sounds stupid.

It's a pity that Dumb didn't look dumb at all. Instead, he was a very strong young man, and he also rode a horse and took a spear.

After riding around each other on horseback, the two got into a fight.

The sound of the waving spears hitting each other was very crisp, and Han Yi couldn't help but stare at the two of them with wide eyes.

Dumb is obviously battle-tested. Although his horse has no saddle, he still rides very steadily.

Compared with him, Yan Zheng was more flexible, walking around Ah-Dai all the time.

Han Yi's blood was boiling with enthusiasm, and he wished he could rush up and fight along with him.

However, he still restrained himself a bit, his small body was in the rhythm of being thrown off a horse.

After a while, Yan Zheng and Ah-Dai stopped, and Ah-Dai retreated after saluting him.

Han Yi watched Yan Zheng walking towards him with a flushed face, and couldn't help but look away when he saw his sweat sliding down his cheeks until it was hidden in his neckline.

I always feel that it is a bit inappropriate to read it again, but I don't know where it is inappropriate.

Yan Zheng came over and directly stretched out his hand to hold Han Yi in his arms, and said with a smile, "A Yi, you are really amazing."

Han Yi fell into a warm embrace, and was taken aback for a moment. He and Yan Zheng had never hugged before.

It seems that Yan Zheng really likes this set of saddles, and at the same time, he feels a little distressed. It's just a set of saddles. See how happy he is?

Thinking of this, Han Yi pushed Yan Zheng away and said happily: "I have something else for you in two days, but keep it secret for now."

Yan Zheng who was pushed away: ...