Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Liu Heng scratched his head and smiled modestly at Zhang Liang's praise.

Liu Ying looked at Liu Heng with a complicated expression. He was four or five years older than his brother, but the words of praise he had received since childhood were not as much as Liu Heng's in just a few months.

This must be the legendary talent!

He was destined to have no chance of obtaining the throne of the Han Dynasty, and could only go to the largest vassal state, Qi, to become a vassal.

Zhang Liang stared at Liu Ying meaningfully.

"Your Highness, has anyone come to see you recently?"

Liu Ying was stunned at first, then he denied it and waved his hands quickly.

"Teacher, you are joking. I live in seclusion in the palace and rarely go out. This time I was able to go out with you. Who can find me?"

It only talked about the difficulty of finding Liu Ying, but Liu Ying did not admit whether anyone had looked for him.

Zhang Liang's dark pupils became even deeper. He nodded slightly without saying anything.

The old farmer carrying a hoe in the distance looked a little impatient.

"My dear, are you going to my house for dinner? I'm already hungry."

Zhang Liang, Liu Ying and Liu Heng hurriedly followed, smiling apologetically.

"That's annoying."

The old farmer's face looked much better.

The old farmer's wooden house was well built, with four rooms and dozens of acres of land, making him look like a typical small landlord.

And this group was the main object of the Han Dynasty's unwavering support.

The old farmer's wife and a teenager about the same age as Liu Ying, about five or six people, were sitting together.

Large pieces of multi-grain steamed buns, porridge, pickled mustard tubers, and vegetables were served, with a few eggs placed in the middle.

However, the old farmer distributed all the eggs to Zhang Liang and the other two. He ground the remaining egg into powder and stirred it into the porridge.

Zhang Liang ate two steamed buns, wiped his hands, and observed the expressions of the old farmer and others.

These foods were obviously prepared to welcome distinguished guests. The old farmer and his family did not often eat them, especially eggs.

Several half-grown children wolfed down the porridge, licking the bowl clean several times, and seemed hesitant.

Liu Ying and Liu Heng were two spoiled children. If they hadn't seen their peers eating happily, they would have been hungry all the way from the palace.

Otherwise, I won’t be able to eat these grains.

Before leaving, Zhang Liang insisted on putting a few taels of silver into the old farmer's hands and spoke earnestly.

"When the Emperor was in power, he would pay for every meal he ate. How much more so for us who are favored by the Emperor?"

When the old farmer heard this, a smile broke out on his wrinkled face. He sat on the steps and spoke happily.

"Then I'll take it. Anyway, life is much better now than in Qing. I don't know about other families, but my family doesn't eat greasy food, so we have no problem eating two meals a day."

This group of Hanging Temple craftsmen followed Liu Hong all the way from being ragged and shackled, and now they have finally reaped the rewards of their hard work.

Zhang Liang taught by example and took the two princes back to the palace, completing today's lessons.

The content of the course is not important. It just lets the princes know who supports the Han Dynasty and allows the future emperor to be more people-friendly.

Cheng Jushu, who had been in charge of the protection, had always been taciturn, but now he was quite proud.
"Your Highnesses, this is the benevolent rule of the Emperor Gao! This is also the reason why the Han Dynasty continues to suppress the aristocratic families."

"If the aristocratic families continue to annex lands and the imperial court does not impose restrictions, within a few decades, the entire world will return to the Qing Dynasty era."

Liu Heng nodded slightly, thinking of the smile on the old farmer's face, and clenched his fists.

"This is not enough! Nowadays, only small landowners with dozens of acres can have enough to eat. Those farmers who only have a few acres or a dozen acres are afraid that they can only survive."

"I will definitely reduce more taxes in the future, so that farmers and ordinary people can have enough to eat, and small landlords can have more oil on their tables!"

The childish words of a five or six-year-old child made the two court ministers lose their minds.

Zhang Liang nodded heavily.

"Your Highness, this day will come!" Liu Ying, who had been sitting in the car in silence, suddenly spoke, looking straight at Zhang Liang.

"Master Prime Minister, is it the same in Qi?"

After hearing this, Zhang Liang was stunned.

There are naturally differences between the North and the South. The Eight Route Army in the South was pacified by Emperor Gao with force, and Bai Lang massacred the aristocratic families.

The power of the aristocratic families in the south is the smallest, and the living standards of the people in the south are the best.

As for the north, it was the product of Emperor Gao's bloodless marriage alliances, especially the establishment of more than one hundred vassal states and their placement in major military towns in Northern Qi.

As long as the first generation of military nobles are still alive, Northern Qi will not have the power to rebel for the time being.

The aristocratic families of the Northern Qi Dynasty simply began their final frenzy. Not to mention small and medium-sized landlords, even the powerful people who owned a county were annexed.

The Queen Mother of Northern Qi, Zhan Doudou, didn't care about these things at all, because the Zhan family was doing the same thing, even increasing the capital by a large margin, just to accumulate capital for Liu Chan.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Zhang Liang coughed a few times. Although he was unwilling, he was also unwilling to deceive Liu Ying.

"Your Highness, there are no more landlords in Qi State. There are only aristocratic families. All power is held by the four families of Zhan, Liu, Xiao and Zhuang."

Liu Ying was suddenly in disbelief and almost lost his voice.

"How is this possible? Won't the people rebel?"

Liu Heng quietly pulled Liu Ying's sleeve, wanting Liu Ying to stop talking so as not to embarrass Zhang Liang.

But this was the first time that Liu Ying did not show weakness. He stared straight at Zhang Liang, wanting to hear the real answer.

Qi State was his fiefdom, and the people of Qi were also his subjects!

Although Liu Hong, Zhang Liang and others did not think highly of Liu Ying's personal abilities and felt that he was not capable of managing a country's important affairs.

But if Liu Ying was really the emperor of the Han Dynasty, he would have been a qualified monarch who maintained the status quo. If he was a king of a vassal state, he would have been a wise king.

Zhang Liang pondered for a while and then spoke slowly.

"Your Highness, there are differences between the North and the South! The South is filled with the blood of Han soldiers, and is more open-minded and advocates reform. The North, on the other hand, is a little Tianyi, ruled by successive aristocratic families, and the people have long been numb."

This answer was obviously incomprehensible to Liu Ying, who was only twelve years old.

They are all people of the Han Dynasty, why is there such a big gap between them?
The carriage gradually drove into the palace. Liu Ying remained silent, only occasionally clenching his fists.

Liu Heng didn't notice anything unusual and skipped to the imperial study. There was an evening class in the evening, in which the Minister of Revenue, Fang Sizhe, would explain the art of finance.

Liu Ying stood in the imperial study for a long time, unable to move.

Cheng Jushu couldn't help but remind him.

"Your Highness, the Minister of Revenue is waiting for you."

"I am not feeling well today, please ask for leave for me, Commander."

Liu Ying raised his head, pursed his lips, and looked particularly stubborn.

Cheng Jushu was stunned. While he was stunned, Hong Zhu walked in from the imperial study. Hearing Liu Ying's words, he frowned slightly.

This was the first time that Liu Ying, the Emperor of Qi, who was known for his courtesy, did not attend class!

"Commander Cheng, tell the Minister! I will take His Highness to Changle Palace to rest."

Hong Zhu gently took Liu Ying's hand and walked towards Changle Palace.

However, after reaching the gate of Changle Palace, Hong Zhu stopped and bowed slightly.

Liu Ying returned the greeting, took a deep breath, and looked at Changle Palace in a daze.

This is the palace of Queen Sangwen. From the time she was born until she was six or seven years old, she was almost always displaced, tossing and turning all the way, and her life was hard.

It was not until he was seven years old that Liu Hong personally went to Nanqing to take him home. Only then did Liu Ying feel the warmth of his mother when he was with Sang Wen.

Only this time he's leaving! (End of this chapter)