Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 769 Another one!
Joking aside, the issue of national subjugation and racial extinction must still be carried out to the end.

However, based on the closed-door meetings held during this period, taking direct action would not look good and could potentially affect the future development of the Han Chinese people. Therefore, they decided to discuss a major deal with the Persians.

This led to the fleet being split into two.

As for what kind of big deal it is, it naturally concerns Little Baka, and right now they need a pretext to bring this matter to fruition.

How to guide them led to a heated argument among the personnel on the front lines.

The executioners split into two factions. One faction advocated a hardline approach, suggesting that they go directly to mediate the war. However, since the enemy was unlikely to accept mediation, the only option left was to beat them up, sell them like pigs to Persia, and then have the Persians transport them to the Roman Empire in the west.

The other faction argued for a longer wait, arguing that they would definitely not be able to grow anything this year, and that with the added impact of high-intensity conflict, massacres, and extreme weather, next year would inevitably be a year of horrific disaster. They believed that if they were simply told at the port that they could go to a prosperous place to make a living, the people would go there like madmen.

You might even need to pull strings or use back channels to secure a priority spot.

How many people are left in Japan right now?

"According to estimates, after this conflict and massacre, the current number of Japanese people may be less than two million. By summer, their number should be reduced to around 1.5 million, and they will continue to suffer from famine. We estimate that their final population will be less than 500,000."

This figure was one that Xia Lin was very satisfied with, but the remaining 500,000 made him very unhappy. Both plans on the front lines had been handed over to him, and ultimately, he still had to make the final decision.

After thinking about it for two days, Xia Lin decided that the second option was more cost-effective. Mediation was still necessary, but after mediation, the famine would no longer be the responsibility of his father.

“Well, let’s do it the second way. This will demonstrate the benevolence and righteousness of our great nation. We are benevolent and virtuous.” Xia Lin finished speaking and suddenly laughed: “Summon the head of the Dugu family.”

Even the emperor couldn't easily summon the head of the Dugu family, but he was clearly not the emperor, yet the head of the Dugu family dared not easily disobey this scoundrel. Whether he followed any rules or not was one thing, but the key was that his methods were too dirty, and sometimes even the head of the Dugu family couldn't handle them.

The head of the Dugu family arrived quickly. She folded her fan and knelt on her heels, her demeanor quite elegant. Despite being over thirty, she looked like she was in her early twenties.

Xia Lin propped her head up and looked at her, while Douyazi was quite displeased: "Speak your mind, I'm busy."

"I've noticed that you haven't changed much over the years. You were so beautiful back then, and you're still just as beautiful now."

When Douyazi heard this, her eyes almost popped out of her head. She wasn't some shy little sister. If Xia Lin came up and issued some strange orders, she could understand, but if he started praising her right away, she had to be very careful.

That aloof empress falls for that kind of thing, but she doesn't buy into that kind of tactic.

"Just say what you want to say. I don't need your praise to tell me whether I'm pretty or not."

Xia Lin stood up, walked to the door, opened it, and waved to the guards at the door. The guards immediately retreated, leaving only the two of them in the inner courtyard.

He glanced back at Bean Sprout, who was startled: "What are you going to do?"

Xia Lin remained silent, simply stepped forward, grabbed the bean sprout, and instantly refined it.

"The Tibetan monk's method is effective."

Xia Lin straightened his clothes, lifted his leg and walked out. Before leaving, he even turned back and chuckled, "Wipe yourself off."

That same afternoon, six other merchants with maritime transport qualifications were added to the list of future transportation cooperation projects, and the Dugu family's maritime transport monopoly license was revoked.

This displeased Dugu Han, who stormed up to Xia Lin with the contract in hand. Xia Lin, who was always unforgiving when she was in the right, was so angry that she stammered.

"Give me an explanation!"

"You shouldn't get involved in this deal," Xia Lin waved his hand and said, "This is for your own good."

"Why should I? This should have been my business in the first place."

"population."

As soon as the two words were uttered, Dugu Han fell silent. She silently put away the contract, knelt down beside her, and asked, "How many people are involved in the transaction?"

“Five hundred thousand.” Xia Lin raised his head, squinted at the window, and said, “The imperial court is not involved; it’s all between those merchants and the Persians. That’s why I called you over at noon. But you’re going to have to suffer the consequences.”

Dugu sneered: "Alright, then I'll tell you some good news too."

"what?"

"I'm pregnant again." Bean Sprout chuckled. "I found out yesterday."

Xia Lin paused, her eyes suddenly looking confused: "Really?"

"Dongniang came to diagnose me herself."

"Huh? Dongniang is here? How did you manage to get her here? I couldn't get her to come."

"Haha, I have money." Dugu Han leaned back there: "I agree to donate 500,000 taels of silver to the medical school, on the condition that Dongniang stays by my side these days."

"Not very tall, but quite fertile..." Xia Lin frowned slightly: "I understand. So what are your plans for now?"

"Me? I have no plans. This isn't my first child, so it won't make a difference."

She remained aloof and unapproachable, so Xia Lin couldn't say anything. After all, she had always been like this, and she didn't seem to have any deep friendships with anyone. She was naturally indifferent, but it was precisely this kind of person who was most prolific.

"Don't tell the princess and Tang Bao'er..."

"Too late." Bean Sprout covered her mouth and chuckled. "I've already had someone write to the two of them, saying that you've learned some sorcery from the foreign demon monk, and my body is too weak to bear it. Plus, I'm pregnant again now, so I'm asking the two of them to come and take care of you."

"You son of a bitch, you're truly inhuman."

"That's right, it's that son of a bitch."

Having a strong-willed and cunning bed partner is truly a headache. Xia Lin could only sigh silently, but he had no better solution. In the business world, he could indeed suppress Douyazi completely, but she always found a way to torment him.

What surname do you plan to give the child this time?

“Xia.” Dugu Han spread his hands: “Her Majesty the Empress’s third son has the surname Xia. How interesting.”

"Hey! Friend, don't mess around!" Xia Lin was so anxious that she bent over. "You can't be so blatant, something bad will happen!" "You don't even dare to let your own child have the surname Xia? Is that all you're capable of?"

Xia Lin was struck by those words and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he looked up at the roof beam and said, "Then his name should be Xia Shuo, with the courtesy name Zhongchun."

Douya rolled her eyes and was about to leave when Xia Lin quickly stepped forward to help her: "Rest more, don't wander off. I'll come find you later."

"Get some rest? You're the one who makes me work so hard."

"Okay, okay, I won't do it anymore."

Xia Lin, who had been kicked, escorted Dugu Han to the door, watched her get into the carriage, and then turned around to go find Emperor Jingtai.

Emperor Jingtai was shocked upon hearing this: "She's pregnant again?"

"Hmm, they shouldn't be lying to me."

"Not very tall, but quite fertile. You're doomed."

"What's wrong?"

Emperor Jingtai chuckled: "My sister is coming. No woman is immune to jealousy. All these years, she hasn't conceived, while you've been having one baby after another outside. Your life is numbered. I hope that Tibetan monk's method can save your dog's life."

Xia Lin nodded: "It should be fine, a few days ago..."

"Stop talking nonsense and get it done!" Emperor Jingtai stretched out his hand to Xia Lin again: "Hurry up."

At this critical juncture, someone Xia Lin never expected appeared. This person was none other than the handsome monk who had disappeared for a long time—Master Xuanzang.

To Xia Lin's surprise, he did not return by land, but by sea from India. He did not bring any Indian scriptures with him on this trip, because after seeing all that had happened in India over the years and looking back at the situation in the East, he felt that his motherland no longer needed so-called scriptures to save it.

However, he brought back 122 different kinds of seeds, from rice to spices, as well as hydrological and geological data he had collected in India over the years, and even navigational charts of the Indian Ocean.

If it were just these things, Xia Lin wouldn't think this monk was that amazing. What truly impressed him about Xuanzang was that during his years in India, he collected various local information and compiled it into a book called "The Transformation of India".

The book comprehensively evaluates and examines India from various aspects, including economy, culture, history, and geography. It states that India will not change much in the next few thousand years because their culture does not have characteristics similar to those of the Han Chinese. This means that they will be content with their circumstances. In addition, the diverse and complex religious groups in India will make them even more resigned to their fate.

Xia Lin and Emperor Jingtai welcomed the high monk who had returned from afar. The young and inexperienced monk from back then had been gone for almost ten years. He was now able to sit there and talk eloquently with the emperor of a country, talking about his experiences and how he realized how amazing the Han people were after seeing the world outside.

Xia Lin, on the other hand, has been studying this book. Although he can't finish it in a short time, Xia Lin can foresee that this book, "The Transformation of India," will become an important source for future scholars to study India. It can even be called the encyclopedia of India.

This is fantastic, truly fantastic! It's not that Indians are full of trash, but that this book can greatly stimulate the spirit of exploration among the people of China. They will continue to seek knowledge beyond China because of the brilliant work of Master Xuanzang.

The quest for knowledge is a terrifying thing. Once Middle-earth begins to explore beyond its borders, it will be a truly terrifying thing. Of course, this terror is relative to the other nations. They will get a good taste of just how terrifying it is to be a cultured person with a natural warrior gene.

After a long conversation with the monk Xuanzang, Emperor Jingtai personally wrote the five characters "Dare to be the first in the world" for Xuanzang with a golden pen.

These five words come from "A Single Spark Can Start a Prairie Fire," edited by Lao Zhang, and this book is now widely recognized as a highly aggressive book of rebellion.

However, when the emperor gives it away as a gift, the nature of the matter changes. In other words, they can glean a message from it: His Majesty supports rebellion.

So when Xia Lin saw those five words, he broke out in a sweat. He had no idea whether Emperor Jingtai knew what those five words would bring to the world...

Finally, Master Xuanzang was bestowed the title of Master Lingshang, meaning "above the sacred mountain." However, Master Xuanzang readily declined Emperor Jingtai's honor and instead requested that His Majesty allow him to go to the academy in Jinling to oversee the compilation of books, as he still had many things he wanted to write down and pass on to the world.

This incident meant nothing to Emperor Jingtai, but it was incredibly exciting for Xia Lin, because the return of the monk Xuanzang was like setting an example for all those with aspirations, and they would indeed scatter in all directions afterward.

This will make history!

It turns out that the teacher's words can transcend time and space and are universally applicable; the people are precisely the creators of history.

Xia Lin didn't have time to chat with them much. Emperor Jingtai was no longer having much trouble dealing with such situations, so he sighed with Master Xuanzang while Xia Lin continued to plan his next steps.

He was so busy that it was almost eight or nine o'clock in the evening. When he dragged his tired body off work, Ningbo was celebrating the return of the monk Xuanzang with lanterns and decorations.

He was naturally very satisfied with Emperor Jingtai's arrangement, because such propaganda would spread quickly, which was tantamount to spending a fortune to buy a horse's bones.

However, he was too exhausted to participate in the drinking and socializing at the moment, so he went straight to the back gate of the Dugu family villa and went inside.

After all, Douya is pregnant for the second time, so it wouldn't be right for him not to pay any attention.

Unfortunately, Douyazi had already fallen asleep. Her schedule was now controlled by Dongniang. She was busy during the day and made sure to get a good night's rest.

When Xia Lin entered Douya's room and saw her lying on her side, he bent down and kissed her on the face. But unexpectedly, Douya suddenly opened her eyes.

"Why are you playing the good guy here again?"

"Are you still awake?"

"How can I sleep?" Douyazi got up, her pajamas slipping off her shoulders. "I usually can't sleep until midnight, it's only a few o'clock now."

Xia Lin sat there and pinched her chin: "Can't you put what you're doing aside for a moment?"

"Could I? I have hundreds of thousands of people under my command who need to eat, and there are evil spirits eyeing me with predatory intent. If I dare to rest today, the Dugu family will be surnamed Xia a year from now."

"I'm not that wicked," Xia Lin scoffed. "But I'm just letting you know in advance, the Dugu family is going to be split up, it's too big."

"I don't want to talk to you about this right now." Bean Sprout turned her head away. "Get out, don't make me angry!"

Xia Lin scratched his head: "We'll start here once the large ship returns from Persia. Although you can't participate in the transport, we still need you for logistical support."

Have you taken a shower?

"Washed."

Bean Sprout sniffed his neck, then nodded in satisfaction: "Come on, hold me while I sleep! I can't sleep."

(End of this chapter)