"How many daughters do Wang Jun have?" Sima Ji seemed to have a look of memory. He remembered that Wang Jun seemed to have married many children of the gentry and even Liu Yuan. Did he have so many daughters?

"King Yan, Wang Jun does have several women, and many of them have already gotten married. In fact, the youngest daughter was originally married to Liu Yuan's son, but this woman does not seem to agree. In addition, she is not old enough, so Liu Yuan and Wang Jun are not in a hurry. But her husband heard that she was shot dead by King Yan during the Battle of Bingzhou." Huang Qian told the whole story one by one, indicating that Wang Jun's daughter is still not married.

When it comes to the age of the past, Sima Ji raised his eyebrows. This kind of word is rarely used in later generations. He felt funny when he heard it after so many years. It was obviously a very correct adjective, but it always sounds like a hooligan when he heard it.

"Oh? I'm so embarrassed!" Sima Jibuxian apologized indifferently, but there was no sign of embarrassment on his face. He wanted to speak, "I am almost thirty years old and can be her father, it seems a bit inappropriate." After a pause, he tore off his hypocritical mask and said with a look of exploration, "It's really handsome and lovely, the country is so beautiful?"

"Her marriage partner died in the Battle of Bingzhou, and he might not be able to get married because of this. Although the battlefield is ruthless, I feel a little sad." Sima Ji made an excuse for his animal behavior, and at the end he couldn't hold it in his arms and laughed out loud.

What an unlucky thing is that Sima Ji said it very reasonably, and it may really delay the lifelong event. Moreover, when Sima Ji heard that he was going to marry Liu Yuan's son, he immediately expressed his opinion that he wanted this woman, and there was no special reason, just let Liu Yuan know that I would not rob you if I didn't give it to you.

"The villain understands that Wang Jun will leave the city with peace of mind." Huang Qian bowed and bowed. The matter of King Yan was so generous.

"Go." Sima Ji squeezed out a smile and said to himself until the other party left, "I want to give a daughter to me in exchange for my high look on you? I made the wrong abacus."

Wang Jun is no longer the first person to take advantage of him. There is also a lady from the Yang family from Hongnong, Jicheng, who is in the family, but it is impossible for these mothers to want benefits. King Yan has always eaten sugar coats and shot shells back. Want to take advantage of him? Impossible.

"The King of Yan has found out that Huang Qian's life in Yanzhou in recent years. After accumulating wealth, Huang Qian made friends with officials, bought industries, bought land, opened wineries, and weaved cloth on his own land." After a while, Qian Ming came in from outside the tent and whispered, "It was all done by King of Yan in Youzhou."

"It seems that there is no problem at the moment, but you can learn it. I will send a message to Jinwei in each state. I want to know where these compradors who have been sucking blood in the Yan Palace for many years have now taken?" Sima Ji ordered coldly, "There are people similar to those in various places who have closed their estates. Report immediately. I hate people who have to interfere in any industry. No family should be able to survive alone from the court. If there is such a family, he should disappear."

"I will notify you immediately!" Qian Ming nodded, and did it for no reason. It was a basic skill of a qualified Jin Wei.

Sima Ji was not prepared to deny the merchant class very low in law like he had been in all dynasties. In fact, the Dajin Law did not specify what class the merchant class was in. Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce were stipulated by the Tang Dynasty. In the eyes of the gentry, merchants, tenants, slaves, military households, and even ordinary farmers were equal and were garbage.

Sima Ji was preparing to change his approach, which clearly stipulated that merchants could not cross-bank business, that it was OK to sell horses, that was OK to sell cloth, or wine. Merchants did whatever they wanted, but they could do everything, and even built a self-sufficiency system.

What he hates the most is the chaebol, which is a model of interfering in any industry regardless of whether it makes money or not. This chaebol is generally found in all East and Southeast Asian countries except China, and is even more powerful than Samsung in South Korea. These chaebols are not technically comparable to Samsung, but Southeast Asia itself is poorer, and in their own country they are more capable than Samsung in South Korea.

However, in China, the chaebols in Southeast Asia all have a pain point, that is, many of the chaebols who play the role of chaebols are Chinese.

The chaebols did build ceilings, trapping the development of the main ethnic groups in these countries. Many families were supported during the colonial period, with higher financial resources than local ethnic groups. The export revolution would first hit the top Chinese, so it ended up in the end.

In the eyes of local people, these Chinese chaebols are part of the colonial history. They join forces with some powerful descendants of the colonists, and have joined forces to stay in seclusion behind the scenes and continue to rule. This country is very hated. Heaven is too far away and China is too close. Just like Eastern European countries look at Russia, small Southeast Asian countries look at China with a sense of oppression that cannot be explained clearly.

But resistance is useless, and riots cannot harm the real top Chinese, but only harm the same ordinary Chinese. With the power of these small countries, it is impossible to overturn the ceiling. China later learned to be smart. Do you care about your life or death? I just need to develop my own country well, and I have no obligation to help you overturn the ceiling.

However, for Huang Qian, who had just grown up, it was much easier for Sima Ji to kill them than kill the gentry. He was preparing to cut off the development route of the merchant class so that the comprador class supported by the Yan Prince's Mansion would not grow to be as impeccable as the geniuses who are now engaged in the manor economy, so that the new class would not pose a threat to the court.

In later generations, Chinese state-owned enterprises were not the model of Japanese and Korean chaebols. State-owned enterprises had almost no cross-industry development. State-owned enterprises were dealing with specialization and establishing branches of salt and iron to avoid any department being too big. Different departments could rely on each other in the hands of the court as a backing.

With such an innate advantage, if the merchants of the Jin Dynasty can still grow up and win against the court's salt and iron franchise, it is admirable. Suppressing the merchant class must show precise knife skills and cut off their lawless expansion foundation, rather than setting the merchant class with different professions into the lowest existence. This is what Sima Ji was trying to do.

Three days later, Sima Ji led a large army to the city of Handan. Wang Jun left the city alone to Sima Ji's army and was guaranteed face to face. After the guarantee, Wang Jun finally let go of his guard and returned to Handan, ordering 30,000 defenders to put down their weapons and return to return. This was a true surrender.

"The general is the governor of the Dragon Crown Camp?" Wang Jun asked with a numb scalp when he saw Cao Qian in red, as if he remembered something bad. The master was right in front of him now.

"The Longque Camp was built by the King of Yan, which is slightly different from the official system of our Great Jin Dynasty. The last one is the commander of the Longque Camp. The camp has 5,000 soldiers, soldiers and generals at all levels. The dead return to their hometowns, and the living advances." Cao Qian looked at the fish that escaped from his hands twice, and did not show the attitude of the winner too much, and said softly, "The Longque of Daxia is famous in Shenzhou."

"Let's learn it!" Wang Jun smiled with a numb scalp and then looked at another general. Looking at this outfit, it should be the iron cavalry commander who defeated the front army in Yecheng that day.

"I have just returned from patrol with Shaoyi. Are you all anxious?" Sima Ji, who entered the camp with a bare hands, walked to the first seat and asked the girl who came in with him to sit down. This girl who was only 28 years old was Wang Jun's youngest daughter.

Sima Ji was knocked down by beauty again, revealing his dog-licking nature. Seeing his daughter sitting on the side of the first seat, Wang Jun was shocked and wanted to speak, but found that Qian Ming and Cao Gan seemed to be looking around like an ordinary person.

"The governor of Bingzhou has been replaced. When Sima Yong defeats Sima Yong, I will call you the governor of Yanzhou." Sima Ji mentioned casually, and then said to Qian Ming and Cao Gan and the other two, "There are not many infantry in Youzhou, and they are dominant with iron cavalry, but the surrendered troops have figured out these days. I decided to surround Yecheng first and destroy Sima Yong. The remaining troops will fall down and scatter, and will not become a big threat. Ono Sheng led the Gaoche people back to the army. Gaoche's troops are light cavalry, and they will immediately go south with light equipment to start a war of attacks and alert the snakes."

Wang Jun surrendered, the road north of Yecheng had been opened, and there was no barrier north of Yecheng lost Handan. Now if Sima Yong led the elite troops to escape, he would be rescued. If he felt that he could rely on Yecheng to defend, the King of Fengshang in Goguryeo thought so.
Chapter completed!