Wansui Mountain, Liuyun Pavilion.

"Brother Qiang, why are you so happy? Just for the steam engine?"

Whenever you see Jia Qiang, you can see the joy on his face whenever you see Jia Qiang. Therefore, the atmosphere today is particularly good. Baoqin, who is becoming more and more beautiful, turned her head and looked at Jia Qiang with a smile.

Jia Qiang looked at Baoqin's smiling face and felt it was pleasing to the eye. However, after watching for a long time, Tanchun and Xiangyun pulled back.

Let the little hoof beauties that have nowhere to be placed, and can the others still survive?

"You didn't hear Brother Qiang said it just now? He also asked..."

"Why is this little hoof getting better and better as it grows, like a tender green onion... Huh? Brother Qiang likes to eat onion the most?"

“Where is there…”

After being tidied up by my two sisters, Baoqin was so shy that she lowered her head and turned to Daiyu to hug her and acted coquettishly.

Daiyu was so angry that she was so happy that Jia Qiang looked at him and ignored him.

Jia Qiang smiled and gave the answer: "But be prepared for danger in times of peace."

Yesterday, Yingchun was protected by Jia Qiang and Daiyu and solved the crisis of getting out of the carriage in the short term. Now he was very happy and rarely smiled and said: "Now you are about to be the emperor, the supreme of the world, and there is still something that can make you feel dangerous?"

Jia Qiang shook his head and said, "My enemy is never inside, but outside. In the past two years, the Western barbarians have not been idle. Although they have been fighting in the internal battles all year round, they are almost striking their brains. But with such a powerful empire rising in the Far East, how can they not have ulterior motives?

Those who forget to have nothing to do know that they can rely on their strength to burn, kill, loot and loot in other countries. Now a country that is stronger than them has appeared, and they are not the same race as them. They are also worried that they will follow in the footsteps of those countries that are bullied by them.

So in the past two years, we have been accumulating warships outside Malacca. Most of them are looking for opportunities to regain Malacca and Batavia and lock down our westward sea passage.

It’s a pity that people’s calculations are not as good as God’s calculations. They will never imagine what kind of new force will burst out after our steam engine is improved! The coastal defense cannons in Malacca will give them great surprises."

Xichun smiled and said, "Next time I meet Vivianna's foreign lady, ask her, why are they so bad in Western Yi Luosha? If you can't live a good life, you have to go to another family to harm others."

Miaoyu sat beside Xichun. After she glanced at Jia Qiang, she whispered to Xichun: "That foreign woman Katherine is okay, she knows the Western Barbarian scriptures."

Miaoyu is extremely enthusiastic and looks down on others at will, but now the Jia family's situation cannot tolerate her being arrogant again.

Although she still looks like a Taoist nun, no one in her family is a blind fool. Only when she looks at Jia Qiang, she knows whether she is a nun or a vulgar person.

It’s just that everyone is kind and can’t bear to expose it.

In addition, Miaoyu's color is becoming more and more amazing. If you put it outside, you may not escape the worry of a beauty's life.

So no one thought about forcing her away...

There is already a Keqing and a Baoqin at home, and Daiyu, Ziyu, Baochai and others, all of which are beautiful in the world, so it is not surprising that any of them can make three thousand pinks have no color...

"Miaoyu's words are good, and Westerners are not all bad people. For example, the scientists in the literary museum are obsessed with natural science and have made many amazing achievements. However, except for a few who abandon darkness and turn to light, most of them are bad people."

Jia Qiang's words caused laughter from the girls. Tanchun looked over with his eyes and eyebrows and said with a smile: "Brother Qiang, is it the one who defects to you who is considered a good person?"

Jia Qiang nodded seriously and said, "Of course!"

Tanchun smiled and said, "Then the Great Yan is now opening the sea and repeating what the Western barbarians do, what's the difference?"

Baochai hurriedly said, "That's the same thing, we never burn, kill, loot."

Tanchun smiled and said, "When we go to other people's country and occupy the most fertile land, aren't we just robbing it?"

Baochai: "This..."

Before Jia Qiang could explain, Daiyu sneered and said, "The third girl is almost a Bodhisattva, but she is a Bodhisattva of the wild wilderness overseas! I might as well promise you to the overseas king and become a princess. Brother Qiang can't bear to take it!"

"Oh! Sister Lin!!"

Tanchun was almost angry and stamped her feet and said angrily: "It's all about to be the queen, and I'm still bullying people like this!"

Seeing that Daiyu was a little shy and was thinking about how to rebel, Jia Qiang laughed and said, "There are still great differences. Those who went to the New World and brought only the disaster. Their original intentions were different, and they were mostly to plunder and leave. The cruel methods of the indigenous people are so cruel that they are hard to write. We are different. Although we are in Java, we also rule everything with absolute force and use the Delin army to suppress all hostility. But we never hurt the people innocently. For the indigenous people, we are willing to exchange food and cloth with them. We have selected the smart and flexible people from the indigenous people, negotiate with them, and are willing to live in peace. Of course, we will not be ruthless to the evil elements. In short, we must be both hard!"

After hearing the last sentence, I don’t know what I thought of, and several girls’ faces flushed...

The atmosphere felt a bit strange. Jia Qiang coughed dryly and changed the topic: "In fact, the most lethal force for the indigenous people everywhere was not the massacres of the Western barbarians, but the virus brought by the Western barbarians, mainly smallpox. Smallpox, coupled with malaria, became the most powerful weapon for the Western barbarians to massacre the indigenous people. In fact, not only the indigenous people, but also the Western barbarians themselves also suffered heavy casualties due to smallpox."

Miaoyu looked at Jia Qiang and asked softly: "Then... if the Westerners want cowpox seedlings, will the prince give them?"

Xichun quietly pulled her and whispered: "Are you stupid? The Western Yi Luosha and the Rakshasa all turned bad, why should I save them?"

After hearing this, Miaoyu glanced at Jia Qiang and said softly: "I always feel that it seems a little different. Although Buddhism has the wrath of Vajra, it still wants to punish evil people, but it still saves all sentient beings..."

Xiangyun said funnyly: "Are we Buddhism?"

Daiyu looked at Jia Qiang and asked, "What did you say?"

Jia Qiang smiled and said, "Even if we don't send it out, someone will spread it out. However, it can be transmitted, but there are still conditions for transmission."

“What conditions?”

Daiyu smiled and said, "Do you want to make more gold and silver?"

Jia Qiang shook his head and said, "Gold and silver are profitable by their own business... In the past two years, through exports to Western and Japanese, we can persist in achieving a small ecological self-sufficiency. As long as we have enough warships and powerful cannons, we can maintain a stable situation, and business will only get better and better in the future."

Daiyu said, "Then what conditions do you want?"

Jia Qiang said: "There are not many scientists and craftsmen invited from the Western Yi in the past two years..."

When the sisters heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief. Tanchun smiled and said, "This is the best. If Confucianism is really abolished, how can we still obtain some exquisite poems in the future?"

As she said that, she quietly winked with Xiangyun, Baoqin, and the two walked to Jia Qiang together and said with a smile: "Brother Qiang, what good poems are there recently? Last year, when I spent the New Year in the North of the Selangor, I asked you to write a poem. You just said that there is no one, it's not time yet. Is there now?"

Jia Qiang sighed "Oh" and twisted his neck, saying, "I have a little soreness in my neck these days, which affects my thinking. I am afraid it will not work..."

When Xiangyun and Baoqin heard this, they immediately laughed and ran closer, walked around Jia Qiang, pounded his shoulders on his left and right, causing the sisters to laugh.

Jia Qiang stretched out his feet again, but before he could say the word "sour legs" he had a peanut on his body...

Daiyu looked at him with a smile and reminded: "You can stop when you see it is better!"

Jia Qiang laughed dryly, enjoyed the service of the two soft girls behind him, and then to Xichun not far away, Miaoyu said: "Get paper and pen!"

Daiyu's eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "Is there really?"

Jia Qiang nodded and smiled, "After visiting the northern border last year, there was always a great voice in my dream. I was reciting a poem, and it was not until recently that I had finished reciting it. I must have thought that the heaven was trying to use my hand to write this poem..."

Daiyu spat lightly and teased, "You can blow the magic snails! You dare to say that it's done before you finish it..." After pausing, she said, "Wait."

After saying that, Zijuan, who was talking to Qingwen outside Tongting Xuan, said, "Go and invite Sister Ziyu to come, she is also very good at poetry."

Zijuan then went to call people with Qingwen and returned soon after.

At this moment, a large flat table of red sandalwood was set up in Liuyun Pavilion, with long paper spread out, and the pen and ink were prepared.

After nodding and showing everyone, Yin Ziyu stood beside Daiyu and stared at Jia Qiang, who was looking down at the mountains with a light face, looking down at the mountains from the Wansui Mountain...

Seeing his pretending gesture, everyone made fun of him.

After Jia Qiang said "hey", he nodded with Yin Ziyu, picked up the pen and dipped it ink, and wrote:

"In the last year of Xinchou, I watched the magnificent scenery of mountains, rivers and snow in Yulin Town, northern border. I was moved by my heart. I often heard the sound of the way of heaven and chanted this in my heart. I dare not enjoy it alone. I wrote it today and appreciated it with people all over the world. The word ":

The scenery of the north is filled with ice for thousands of miles and snow for thousands of miles.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there are only the vastness; the river is rising and falling, and the river suddenly loses surging.

The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the wax figures are galloping, trying to compete with the heavens.

On a sunny day, it is particularly charming when you look in silver.

The country is so beautiful that countless heroes are competing for the competition.

He cherishes Qin Emperor and Han Wu, and loses his literary talent;

Emperor Tang and Emperor Song Zu were slightly inferior to each other.

Genghis Khan, a genius of a generation, only knew how to bending a bow and shooting eagles.

All have passed, and there are several romantic figures, and I still look at the present day!"

Stop the pen and close the tip.

When Jia Qiang straightened up, he saw the girls around him silent, and his eyes could not hide their shock.

After a long time, Baochai couldn't help but speak first: "This poem is so majestic and magnificent!"

Tanchun also let out a long sigh and sighed: "It's really... the emperor's poem! The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to compete for their backs!"

After reciting, I looked at Jia Qiang again, and I always felt that his whole body was shrouded in a layer of golden light...

Yin Ziyu stared at Jia Qiang with charming eyes, and when he was very helpful, he suddenly saw Li Jing coming with a strange expression. After nodding to Daiyu, Yin Ziyu looked at Baochai with sympathy, and said to Jia Qiang: "Master, the Xue family's uncle has an accident on Xixixi Street, and has suffered a lot of injuries..."

Jia Qiang: "..."

He looked puzzled and puzzled. At this time, who would dare to hit Xue Pan?

Baochai was both frightened and angry and said, "Okay, what's wrong with this? Sister Xiaojing, who hurts him?"

Now that the identity has changed, Baochai's tone has become much tougher.

Think about how afraid and worry she was when Xue Pan was about to be "heroic" three years ago.

And now, no matter which one it is, she will have an attack!

Daiyu smiled and looked at her, then said, "I'm confused too. Now that I've already made this happen, who dares to bully people like this?"

Li Jing hesitated for a while and said, "It's the Sixth Master of the Yin family..."

Everyone: "..."
Chapter completed!