The king treats his ministers as brothers and sisters (please collect and read!!!)

Author: almost fire

The king treats his ministers as brothers and sisters (please collect and read!!!)

The early morning sunshine shines through the mist on the streets of the county, making everything look quiet and cold.

The stones on the street rattled, and it seemed unusually quiet.

The light mist made people's figures appear blurry.

Tap tap tap——

The sound of uniform footsteps came.

Liu Ke held a sword in one hand and his head in the other, leading the Han army to march in the city of Beiyi County.

All the neighbors, large and small, have to go through it. This is called military deterrence, so that officials, wealthy families, and ordinary people in Yizhou can all come to see how tragic Cen Bian's death was.

"Your Majesty, it can't be burned!"

Hua Chengyu trotted over, wondering if Cen Bian was a vegetarian and had eaten too much, so the sky lantern couldn't be lit at all.

But for some reason, he attracted the angry glares of the soldiers, which made him tremble in fright.

Liu Ke waved his hand. The soldiers were all burned out by [Burning Battalion] and had PTSD. Hearing the word "burn", they all had stress reactions.

"Colluding with Donghu and insulting Han envoys is tantamount to conspiracy. You know how to deal with it."

"As you command!"

Hua Chengyu stepped back lightly, how to deal with rebellion?

Lingchi!

When Jia Wuji praised Chi Yuwen, he took it seriously!

The sword, the head, and the Han army, like a troika, continued to march side by side in the street.

The restaurant didn't dare to open the door. Even if he was curious, he would only dare to show half of his face by the upstairs window and take a look.

The vendors along the street also disappeared without a trace. The door of the house was only opened once, and when Cen Bian's head was seen, the door was quickly closed, leaving only a bang on the door.

Even those who are brave enough to take a few more glances will only be able to deeply understand the fear and panic of death from Cen Bian's unblinking face.

Liu Ke stretched out his hand to hold a sword flower. He was tired from holding it and wanted to put the sword into its scabbard.

Once, it was not inserted correctly.

Twice, still not inserted.

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After clearly understanding that his martial arts level was 60+, Liu Ke simply threw the sword to the ground, making a clear and sharp clang sound.

Boom——

Dong Dong——

A series of door closing sounds followed, just like in harmony. Everyone was frightened, fearing that the sword would be directed at them at the next moment.

Finally reaching the gate of the city, Liu Ke looked at Cen Bian's head with eyes open in his hand, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to close his eyes:

"What's the point of living in peace, insulting the Han envoys, and colluding with Donghu? Isn't it right to die?"

He found a tall wooden pole and hung his head up. He stopped worrying about Cen Bian, took a deep breath, stood on the railing, and looked to the north.

"The Khan is like the sun, high in the sky."

"When can we lift the Great Khan Donghu up high?"

He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Liu Ke knew very well that Yizhou was a small matter and the biggest enemy of the Han Dynasty was still Donghu.

No matter what he did, the end goal was to expel the barbarians, revive the Han Dynasty, and return to the old capital.

The most urgent thing at the moment is to deal with the ships mobilized by Pu Liuru to blockade the Qiongzhou waters.

"Let's go to the shipyard."

This is the purpose of Liu Ke's special visit to Yizhou.

Only Yizhou could provide the Han with sufficient large ships and warships.

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The Cen family of Yizhou knew that the shipyard was the value of the entire Yizhou. It had been continuously renovated, maintained and expanded for hundreds of years, so that it had reached a considerable scale.

"This shipyard is worth thousands of troops."

Liu Ke sighed, if he could move away, he could not wait to move to Qiongzhou.

Not long after walking in, I suddenly smelled an extremely strong smell of tung oil.

The soldiers also acted like conditioned reflexes, alerting their surroundings and looking for water sources.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, if you have offended me in any way, please forgive me!"

The craftsmen in the shipyard were frightened by the actions of the Han soldiers. They were already in a low status, but now they were even more submissive and did not dare to resist.

Liu Ke asked: "A lot of tung oil is stored here?"

The little old man who looked like the leader said:

"Exactly, there is also a craftsman's house in the shipyard. It was specially built by the King and the Cen family for craftsmen like us to live in. For convenience, a warehouse was set up to store not only tung oil but also a large amount of supplies."

Liu Ke was a little embarrassed. You see, he was here to seize the ship. They even sent supplies, but he was embarrassed if he didn't accept them.

As we walked to the warehouse, the smell of tung oil became stronger and stronger. The soldiers of the Han army were even more vigilant to the extreme. The buckets were more stable than their swords, and any sparks could be destroyed by them.

Liu Ke asked: "Tung oil is not easy to preserve. If you hoard so much, won't it go bad?"

Tung oil is a very important strategic material. It can set fire when entering and defend the city when retreating. It is also an indispensable waterproof coating on ships.

But the problem is that the storage time is very short.

The shipyard stores so much tung oil that it may go bad before it is used up.

The little old man replied respectfully:

"Your Majesty is right. If the tung oil is too hot or too cold, the color will become darker and it cannot be used."

He opened a barrel of tung oil and said:

"But when we add a little crushed ginger to the stored tung oil, the tung oil will not thicken or become oily. It can maintain its original oil state for a long time and the storage time will be extended a lot."

"oh?"

Liu Ke was a little curious. The imperial court lacked such pioneering and enterprising craftsmen: "Who came up with this idea?"

The little old man stammered: "They are foreigners."

"Foreigners?"

"It is said that they came from far away in the east and across the ocean, so we call them foreigners."

"They are businessmen and they have brought many novel crops."

Liu Ke has a new understanding of the West in this world. Has he already embarked on a great voyage?

Thinking of Cen Bian eating pineapple leaves until his brain dropped, something moved in his mind:

"Do the warehouses here store those exotic crops?"

The little old man nodded and said:

"I saved some. Cen also thought about planting them before, but no one in Yizhou knew how to plant those crops. After planting a few pieces of land, he gave up."

"Let me see."

The little old man immediately brought a basket of crops, some were bad, some were sprouting, some were indistinguishable, and Liu Ke noticed two things immediately.

Sweet potatoes, corn.

All it takes is a potato, and the time traveler has all three major crops.

After all, it was something that could increase grain production, so Liu Ke was naturally very greedy.

Qiongzhou is a major grain-producing state, thanks to its larger area than in his previous life, as well as hundreds of years of land reclamation during this overhead period.

In addition, a good climate is also one of the influencing factors. The rice planted can be harvested three times a year.

But not every place in the world is Qiongzhou.

To fight a war and feed the people, food is indispensable.

Now I have sweet potatoes and corn on hand, but there is still a problem.

Can't plant.

After Cen tried it, he failed.

And Liu Ke didn't have much talent in agriculture.
To be continued...