"It's all your credit for your highness. The villain has achieved success now. I just don't know why your highness came to the beach?" Luo Yong straightened his anger before asking. There were some strange things in front of him, beyond his cognition.

"Oh, some gadgets." Sima Ji opened his mouth slightly, not explaining the principle of the thermometer. It was not because of some technical protection, but because he really didn't know.

He understood that making a thermometer requires mercury and glass, but he could not explain the truth in words. Just like most civilizations in this era, they could make things, but they didn't know how to do it. No one might believe it, but this is a fact. Most civilizations rely on technical accumulation to move forward. But that is not science, and lack of necessary proof. Of course, King Yan could not prove the principle of the thermometer, so naturally there was no way to explain it to Luo Yong.

"Luo Yong, if your wife is disobedient, how can you make him obedient?" Sima Ji was a little difficult to talk about when asking this question, but this question must be asked, because he did not come out for invention, it was just a secondary purpose, and the main purpose was to relax.

The environment inside the Yan Wang Mansion has not been very good recently. Simply put, it is a matter of money. After all, 20 million yuan of copper coins are not a small amount. Apart from him, it may not be easy for Shi Chong to take out so much money. It is not unreasonable for the female family in the mansion to be reluctant to leave. It is normal to make a fuss. Sima Ji was quarreled by a group of women and was reluctant to stay in the mansion, so he came to the beach to invent and create.

Although Luo Yong didn't know why King Yan asked this question, he still said very realistically, "Sometimes we need to let women understand what the head of the family is, and why does His Highness ask this question?"

"It's nothing, just ask!" Sima Ji understood what Luo Yong meant. It was simple and clear, just beating. Unfortunately, this was not a clever method. If he faced a woman, he could try it. The problem was that King Yan couldn't do anything, and he couldn't beat him up at all. He beat all the women who had slept aside?

Or is it that some serious things can resolve the embarrassment, Sima Ji affirmed Luo Yong's supervisory work. Since the canal was opened, Jicheng's conditions for going south to compete for the Central Plains were completed. This time Youzhou is really ready, and waiting for changes in Luoyang is the best way to deal with it.

Since all the conditions had been collected, Sima Ji made a quick decision and decided to pretend to be sick. It was not the first time anyway. Others would believe it if the news was spread. It was not very abrupt.

Now that the sacrificial sanctions have been taken back by Jia Nanfeng, the restraint of Youzhou and Pingzhou has been unjustified. Since this is the case, it is not necessary to take a step back and pretend to be harmless. It has been a few years since the last time I pretended to be sick. No one would suspect that a person with a history of illness is sick again. Although pretending to be sick is not a clever decision, it depends on how to use it. The last time I pretended to be sick was to pave the way for this time, and no one would doubt it.

But unlike the last time, the King of Yan was not prepared to make a big fuss and let the whole world know that it would be great to moisten things silently. God unconsciously delegated everything. Anyway, the officials of the country were all available and there was no need for the King of Yan to care about everything. Now all the preparations have been completed, so he doesn't have to do it himself.

In the eyes of the people of Jicheng, Sima Ji disappeared without knowing it, without causing any disturbance. Many officials suddenly appeared and issued orders to officially shoulder their responsibilities, but all this was superficial.

The King of Yan, who returned to the Yan Palace, still could not settle the pillow style of the female family members in the palace. He could not tell these women that he was preparing to rebel for spending money to store grain. Now he didn't spend money, and he could not buy so much food for the same amount of money in the future. This is a head-lost thing, and it is definitely not clear.

But if a group of women didn't understand it, they couldn't understand it. In the end, Sima Ji was convinced and said that he would make up for the deficit as soon as possible. Of course, there was a way. The wool came from the sheep, so it depends on how to find a way.

Luo Yong, who had just stepped down as a canal supervisor, came to the Yan Prince's Mansion and got a new job. However, this job was too clear and shameless. Sima Ji was going to let Luo Yong play a guest role as a fraudster, and it was naturally the money of the 100,000 households in the country. It seemed that this was a very difficult task. It would be natural to collect taxes with extreme taxes, but the Yan King, who had just whitewashed himself, needed a smarter method.

"Luo Yong, you know that I have always admired you." Sima Ji met Luo Yong in the orchard of the palace and said slowly, "But you are too young. Even if you promote you in your own country, you are afraid that someone will not accept it, because besides being young, your background is not high. Yan Yan himself is looked down upon by many officials, but he is still not young and cannot be compared with you. In short, this matter is quite difficult."

Sima Ji spoke with a very proud tone, and at the same time he also explained the difficulties of being a prince. The promotion on the front line usually comes at a price, which is the same as joining the party temporarily before the station. Luo Yong does not have a good background and wants to enjoy the treatment of helicopter promotion, he must prove his outstanding performance.

"As long as your highness commands, Luo Yong will definitely go through fire and water without hesitation." Luo Yong hurriedly expressed his loyalty. Since the King of Yan came to him, he naturally did not say anything to death. Now it depends on his performance. Luo Yong knew this very well.

"I know your talents and understand what you are most suitable for. This time it can be said to be a training session." Sima Ji said seriously, "I will use some powers you don't know. What kind of results will be in the end depends on your ability. If I satisfy me, I believe that your career will be bright."

Sima Ji, who was well versed in painting cakes, did not hesitate to give a wave of chicken soup to paint a bright future for Luo Yong. Then he ordered, "You need to take a walk and spread the news to the twenty-two counties of the feudal state in a very short time. I want every citizen to talk about this matter after dinner. People should talk about this matter at home, and they should talk about this matter when they go out. When they hear others say this matter, they are also thinking about this matter."

Luo Yongjing stood there and listened, listening to the King of Yan’s face-to-face teaching of him. At first, he could still maintain a calm look, but later he changed color. For the first time, he was shocked by Sima Ji’s bottom line so low, and said slightly, “Your Highness, did you let me manipulate public opinion and cheat all the savings of the people?”

"Hey, can't you say that? You can understand it as a kind of fundraising, which belongs to the wealth of all the people of the country, but the means are slightly inappropriate." Sima Ji's face was plain. If the people of the country could give their wealth and allow the Yan Prince's Mansion to balance income and expenditure, wouldn't this be a good thing?

The King of Yan felt that the people of the entire Yan State should be grateful. He has built the feudal state so well now. Who is the one who instructed it? Of course, most of the instructed it was the King of Yan, but it cannot be denied that a little leaked from his fingers was enough for the 100,000 households in the feudal state to eat.

Things in the world are difficult. If Sima Ji failed to achieve the final victory, wouldn’t the people suffer? But he also knew that the people in ancient times had a little bit of awareness, so he used this seemingly consensual method so that both of them could accept it.

If you take a step back ten thousand steps, leeks will need to be cut sooner or later, and you must not let them grow wildly. This will cause a gap between the rich and the poor. The saint said that there are few and no worries, and will eventually evolve into an unstable factor in the whole world.

Sima Ji tried to explain this truth in detail to Luo Yong, but in the end he still received an ambiguous uncertain reply, "This is the truth, Your Highness, but?"

"It's nothing. If you can't do it, you will doubt your abilities." Sima Ji said with a cold face, "Only by concentrating more and more wealth can we prove that my vassal state is rich. If you forget the process, I only need the result."

In ancient agricultural society, information was blocked and there was no understanding of external information. The government, as the most authoritative force, played the role of appeaseing the hearts of the people. What Sima Ji wanted to do was nothing more than a Ponzi scheme, but he not only wanted money, but also didn't want to take the blame, so he needed something that was enough to make the people afraid of happen.

There is no source of information for the people, but they have to pay for fear. This is not possible for ordinary things. Only the plague can arouse fear in the hearts of the people, and it is best to be related to superstition.

Although Sima Ji hated superstitious things, he still had to use them without hesitation when they were beneficial to him. For this reason, he specially handed over the Jin Wei to Luo Yong to help the other party complete this people's operations.

"If you use the thermometer as a magic weapon first, it can be regarded as a popular science for the people of the country. They will thank me in the future." Sima Ji said shamelessly, and then he would continue to pretend to be sick in the palace. Is Sima Ji's bottom line? There is no such thing as it is.

Things were not complicated at all. On this day, dozens of corpses were carried out from the bustling Jicheng Street in broad daylight and swam across the city, allowing all the people on the street to see them, and pointed at them. For Sima Ji, it was a bit scary to make the corpse.
Chapter completed!