Chapter 4 Survival or Perish

The ideal is full, and the reality is the backbone. Xiao Ming still remembers when he was in school, this was the most spoken sentence by his tutor.

Now the reality he faces can only be the latter.

In view of the current situation, his fiefs were impoverished, basically no different from the primitive society, and most of the arable land was in the hands of the wealthy, and the common people were mostly enslaved by the wealthy.

Even if he has a technology spar, it will be difficult to change this place.

And Xiao Ming's memory clearly told him that the current Dayu Kingdom seemed peaceful, but the undercurrent was surging, and he didn't have much time to waste.

He is not a person who shouts and kills, but if he wants to defend his one-acre and three-point land, he will not be affected by the situation in the Great Yu Kingdom and be beheaded by his restless brothers and uncles, so he must build a fief.

This is a paradoxical issue, difficult but necessary to construct.

Clang...clang...clang...

Leaning on the stone bridge of the palace, he was thinking about the issue of the fief, when suddenly a rush of bells came from the direction of the city gate.

Barbarian. Xiao Ming's heart tightened.

This bell is similar to the function of a beacon tower. It is a warning issued by the defenders of the city to the invasion of foreign enemies. Now that the bell is so fast, there must be barbarian cavalry.

In the Great Yu Kingdom, the tribes on the northern grasslands were collectively called the Prairie Barbarians, similar to the Huns, Turks, and Mongols in history. The Prairie Barbarians played the same role.

That is, every year when the autumn is high and the horses are fat, they come to the Central Plains to loot, and the grassland is the same.

In Xiao Ming's memory, Prairie Man never went deep into his fief three years ago, but he didn't expect to come again this year.

He still shuddered when he recalled the crazy destruction of the six states under his jurisdiction by the grasslands three years ago.

He had to be afraid that in such an era of cold weapons, the grassland cavalry came and went like the wind, skilled in bowing and horses, and had a natural advantage in maneuvering.

The predicament he is facing now is the same as Xiaomi adding a rifle to fight a plane and a tank.

Moreover, his six states combined could not make up a hundred cavalry, so he could only passively defend the city.

A kind of fear spread in Xiao Ming's heart, this is not a game, he will face the real life and death, and there is no way out.

At his feet is his fief, his home.

Do you still fear death if you die once? Xiao Ming asked himself. He clenched his fists and shouted, Qian Dafu! Prepare a horse!

Qian Dafu!

The voice fell, and after a while, Qian Dafu dragged his round body and ran over in a panic, panting, His Royal Highness, the horse is ready, and I have brought all the silver taels that I can take with me. Come, it's still too late for us to escape from the South Gate.

Xiao Ming felt dizzy, feeling that he was about to run away just now.

You bastard, as the king of Qi, how could I abandon the people and run away alone. Xiao Ming scolded, and he kicked Qian Dafu's ass with a kick, causing Qian Dafu to stagger.

This was something Xiao Ming used to do when he got angry, and he used it consciously.

Qian Dafu squeezed his small eyes and looked stunned. Isn't this King Qi's style?

In the past, it was not said that the barbarians had arrived in Qingzhou, but only that they might come. The prince shouted to escape back to Chang'an.

He escaped once three years ago, but was beaten by Xiao Wenxuan with a whip in Chang'an, saying that if Xiao Ming escaped again next time, he would kill him personally.

Thinking of this, Qian Dafu suddenly thought that Xiao Ming's fear of going back was a dead word.

Since Concubine Zhen sent him to King Qi, the only task that Concubine Zhen gave him was to protect King Qi Zhouquan, he said: Your Highness, we can not go to Chang'an, but we can always hide in this fief of King Wei.

King Wei in Qian Dafu's mouth was Xiao Wenxuan's third brother and Xiao Ming's uncle. This uncle's fief was to the south of his fief.

When the seal was divided, this uncle would spare no effort when he took him as the first line of defense against the barbarians.

Even Xiao Ming is an idiot and knows that this uncle of the three emperors is unreliable. It can be seen that now Qian Dafu is also desperately ill.

No, no, I'm going to the tower.

Xiao Ming is determined. In a place where production is backward, people are the production resources. If people lose their hearts, they will not mention building fiefs.

Qian Dafu's big round face was full of horror, and he immediately sat on the ground and hugged Xiao Ming's thigh and cried: His Royal Highness, think again, this sword has no eyes, if His Highness makes a mistake, how should the old slave explain to the empress.

Qian Dafu, because you are still the bodyguard of the mother-in-law, you are so timid and afraid of things, how can you help me achieve a great career? Is that how you are the steward of the palace? If the fief is gone, will you and I still have a place to stand? Xiao Ming scolded.

His Royal Highness. Qian Dafu was stunned. Ever since he followed King Qi, he had never heard any great cause from King Qi's mouth, so these words were at most someone's pretty girl, how prosperous Chang'an was, and how barren the fiefs were. etc.

Now Xiao Ming's generous words today made him feel a little deafening.

Xiao Ming shook off Qian Dafu and walked straight to the gate of the palace. It was cool to pretend to be coercive, and the next thing was to pretend to be coercive and make a thunderbolt. Xiao Ming's little heart was beating thumping, and it was bullshit if he wasn't nervous.

At the door, Luluo was waiting at the door with a package on her back, and there was a girl in a purple dress beside her. This was Shiwan.

Compared with Luluo, which is like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with the appearance of a small jade, this aster has a jade skin and snow skin, a weak willow and wind, an oval face, red phoenix eyes, and a bit of pungent eyebrows.

A few days ago, Aster had just returned from a shopping trip, so she arrived at the gate of the palace, never expecting the barbarians to come one after another.

Your Highness. Seeing Xiao Ming, Luluo and Ziwan Yingying leaned over, and Butler Pang ordered them to flee with King Qi to King Wei.

Xiao Ming looked at the two handsome maids, and thought it was a pity, I don't know if I can come back after I left.

Before Luluo and Ziwan could react, Xiao Ming touched their buttocks one by one, and rode straight to the north gate.

In the crowd, Luluo and Ziwan flushed with shame and anger, and when they came back to their senses, Xiao Ming had already mounted their horses and left.

At this time, Qian Dafu ran over and saw Xiao Ming's back on horseback.

Luluo thought that Xiao Ming and Qian Dafu were going to run away by themselves, and her face was pale with fright, but Aster looked as usual and asked, Steward Qian, do you want to leave our sisters behind?

What left you, His Highness doesn't know if he has hysteria. Now he is going to guard the city with the guards.

What! Aster covered her mouth in surprise, she was even more surprised than Qian Dafu.

Luluo breathed a sigh of relief and rolled her eyes, Am I right?

At this time, Qian Dafu didn't care what the two sisters were thinking, so he chased after him.