Chapter 672

[Xun Weibu Gou or]: you say that herdsmen will miss an opportunity to improve their family economy for nothing?

Obviously, this is impossible.

There are rabbits and sheep in Northern Xinjiang, but the scale is very small, because they want to give most of the forage resources to horses.

Now horses are scarce, and the spare forage resources can not be wasted. Why not breed profitable sheep and rabbits?

As long as they can encourage herdsmen in Northern Xinjiang to breed more rabbits and sheep, Jiang Pengji's plan is half completed.

According to the thinking of the ancients, they could not understand the core of this "yangmou", and even had to wait until the harm occurred.

Because the ancients were stupid?

Of course not. This is because of the information inequality between the two times.

To put it bluntly, the core of this poison scheme is to destroy the ecological balance.

What is ecological balance?

In a biological community and its ecosystem, various opposing factors restrict each other to achieve a relatively stable balance.

A small number of rabbits and sheep have limited damage to the grassland ecology, and the grassland can be restored by its own ability.

But what if there are a lot of rabbits and sheep in a short time?

They have strong herbivorous ability and can eat grass roots.

Once a huge amount of flooding, it can even make the grassland degenerate rapidly.

However, the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang are not stupid.

Once the destructive power of rabbits and sheep becomes obvious and threatens the survival of horses, they can't stop it.

If they are really stupid, Jiang Pengji will remind them in time.

In other words, at that time, Northern Xinjiang had to devote part of its energy to curb the proliferation of rabbits and sheep, so Jiang Pengji's goal was achieved.

It will not seriously damage the ecology of Northern Xinjiang, but also curb the development of cavalry in Northern Xinjiang and distract them. It can kill two birds with one stone.

"This matter need not be disclosed first." Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "you take it as an ordinary business. Anyway, we consume a lot of wool every autumn and winter. Therefore, buying wool from northern Xinjiang will not arouse suspicion."

For hunters, "patience" is a very important quality.

As a good hunter, she doesn't lack it.

Weici lowered his eyelids.

"It's all up to the Lord."

The purpose was exposed early in the morning and everyone knew it. No matter how powerful the plan is, it is empty talk.

According to her own account, Weici knows that there are many dangers around her and few people can trust her wholeheartedly. How can he fail her?

Witnessed by 150000 viewers, Jiang Pengji and Wei CI reached a tacit understanding.

Being watched by these two people, we can imagine the end of Beijiang.

He was sold and happy to pay for the number of people.

Before Wei CI took him away, Jiang Pengji reminded him again.

"Zixiao, don't forget the paintings I want. You can draw as good as you can. I believe in your painting skills."

Do you remember why Jiang Pengji came to see Wei CI?

She asked Wei Ci to draw for her and highlight the use of green bricks, so that she could sell the firing technology of green bricks to the princes of King Qin.

Weici didn't let her down either. The next day he presented a long scroll.

"So soon?"

As she spoke, she unfolded and found that the ink was not new and was not a recent painting at all.

After careful inquiry, Jiang Pengji knew that Wei Ci's hobbies were more elegant, and painting was only one of them.

The live broadcast room has an audience of 150000 people from all walks of life, many of whom are still engaged in painting or related fields.

At the sight of Wei Ci's paintings, they were a little uneasy and sent barrages to express their doubts.

[Coke chicken wings]: first blow a wave of kind-hearted beauty. I'm good at working, writing and painting. I'm sincere and don't deceive me. But do you think something's wrong?

[fried egg with knife]: what's wrong? I just think his painting is very beautiful. It's as beautiful as adding an n-filter.

[sweet and sour tenderloin]: after what you said, I also think the picture of loving beauty is strange... It seems too beautiful?

At the same time, they did not forget to ask Jiang Pengji to completely unfold the picture so that they could see it clearly.

They felt as if they had discovered some secret.

[one cannot forget one's roots]: I studied art and did some research on traditional painting. Although the anchor is different from our history, many tracks are consistent, including painting. Our ancient Chinese painting art rarely sticks to the surface similarity in modeling, pays attention to "the beauty between the similarity and the dissimilarity" and "the dissimilarity", and prefers to pursue artistic conception rather than realism. But if you look closely at the painting of CI Mei Mei, do you have a three-dimensional feeling that is ready to come out? The painting style tends to be realistic, which is really strange.

This opinion was immediately recognized by most people. Of course, a small number of people expressed doubts.

[don't forget to return to zero on June 6]: although it tends to be realistic, the style is still unique to China. I don't feel any nondescript, but I feel very harmonious... If you doubt that the kind beauty is a jumper or something, your brain is a little big.

Jiang Pengji frowned secretly and gave Wei CI a round.

[anchor v]: I talked with him about painting skills when we were in Langya. I guess it influenced him at that time?

The audience shouted 666 one after another, praising Jiang Pengji not only for her ability to fight and speak, but also for her rich artistic cells.

Jiang Pengji smiled and rolled up Weici's picture. Her eyes narrowed like a fox.

Wei CI didn't know what had happened, and a chill came up on his back.

On this day, the cold wind was cold and the flags were thundered by the strong wind.

As the army pulled out, Jiang Pengji led the army. More than 10000 troops and horses crossed the snow and disappeared on the horizon.

Zhongzhao.

As the most powerful country of the five Central Plains countries, zhongzhao has a strong economy and a vast territory.

Dongqing has six states and 21 counties, and zhongzhao has ten states and 33 counties!

However, as the leader of the five countries, the imperial edict has not been easy in recent years.

The struggle against Party imprisonment has become increasingly fierce, and the situation within the DPRK is changing rapidly.

Aristocratic families, relatives and eunuchs are constantly fighting, blood flows into rivers, and the less powerful literati are frightened. They dare not act rashly in government, talk about people's livelihood, and study the way of governance... For fear that if they say something wrong, their heads will snap.

These struggles are still second. They are too far away for the people, but there is one thing that is closely related to them.

Many suffering people mentioned this man and all turned their faces and spat.

Du, Empress of the imperial edict, is a noble daughter of gaomen.

It is said that this person is as beautiful as heaven, with unparalleled talent and morality in the world. Although he is a woman, he can argue with the great Confucianism in the world.

When she became the queen, she set an example and made a great wish to educate women all over the world. After years of painstaking research, she finally wrote four classic words - women's commandments, internal training, women's Analects and women's fan Jielu. These four books are also highly praised by the great scholars of the imperial edict and the majority of students, so they are also called the women's four books. It became popular in the imperial edict for a while and was sought after by noble women of the noble family. Each person has one set and is regarded as the supreme standard.

Some people pursue it, but naturally others oppose it.

However, in the face of the whole national trend, the voices of opposition were like mosquitoes and were immediately submerged.

Zhongzhao, a small town outside the imperial city.

In the tea shop, a grey man sat beside a table with a long object wrapped in cloth at hand.

Hearing someone talking about which shameless widow "stealing" was going to be caught in the pond, a little irony flashed in her eyes, left two copper coins and got up to leave, "Oh... It seems that there are too few dead people, one by one..."