The most arrogant in history

Chapter 762 Some people cry, some people laugh.



Chapter 762 Some people cry, some people laugh.

Fortunately, Ruan Xiong and others did not continue to pester them and tactfully bowed and said goodbye.

Ye Kun sent away the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove and immediately came to find Wen Axiu.

Wen Axiu said with a smile: "Your Majesty, why do you look so miserable? Did the Seven Monsters of the Bamboo Forest reject your proposal?"

"They didn't refuse, and said they would go back and think about it for three days."

Ye Kun held Wen Axiu's hand and said with a wry smile:

"But I was so embarrassed today. These old guys asked me to write an article on the spot, and I was so dizzy that I actually brought out my old work..."

Wen Axiu finally understood and patted Ye Kun on the back, coaxing him like a child:

"Your Majesty, don't cry. I will accompany you in seclusion. At least you can write a great article and regain your face."

"Forget it, Mr. Wen."

Ye Kun shook his head: "I came to you to ask you to sort out all my old crappy articles and compile them into a book called "Ye Kun's Collection of Essays". I will read it when I have nothing to do in the future, so as not to forget my old works and make a fool of myself again."

Wen Axiu smiled and said, "It's easy to compile all the emperor's old works together. Give me three to five days and I'll get it done."

Ye Kun nodded and asked, "Teacher Wen, I dismissed your father and sent him back to Tianmen City to live out his retirement. You don't blame me, do you?"

"Your Majesty, I am very grateful that you did not investigate this matter further. My father has returned home to live out his old age, with food and drink, and no mental stress. His health has improved a lot. It's good like this, and I am very satisfied."

"Teacher Wen is still very understanding."

Ye Kun sighed and said, "When you have time, you can write to your father and ask him to educate your brothers well. In a few years, I will naturally take care of them young people."

Wen Axiu nodded: "My father has disappointed the emperor. I will definitely educate my brothers well."

"Your father actually made great contributions and did a lot for the court and the Han Dynasty. It's just that in the last few years, he became greedy for money."

Ye Kun sighed and said, "You have some private money, so you can help your father and let them live a good life. If you don't have money, I will give it to you."

Wen Axiu smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. Father should have enough money to live on."

Ye Kun smiled and nodded.

Logically speaking, Wen Qi still has several thousand taels of silver as his worth, and with Wen Axiu's care, his life should be very comfortable.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how poor Wenqi is, he is incomparable to ordinary people.

Three days later, the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove came to seek a meeting.

In the imperial study, Ye Kun stood up, clasped his fists and saluted: "Dear scholars, have you thought about it?"

"Your Majesty, we are willing to go to India to promote Confucian culture and run the work of a Confucian university." Everyone clasped their fists together.

Ye Kun breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I know everyone will help me."

Ruan Xiong said: "But the immigration plan cannot be rushed. Since we are going to India, we must bring a group of proud disciples, as well as some relatives and vassals. I hope the emperor will give us some time."

Ye Kun nodded and said, "I will first allocate 1,000 taels of gold to each of you. You can arrange and carry out the immigration work on your own. I suggest that you start with a small-scale immigration, go to Tianzhu to build your own farm and establish a base.

I will help you build the university."

Everyone thanked him together, agreed on the general plan, and said goodbye together.

Ye Kun also appointed officials from the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Personnel to assist the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove in arranging immigration matters.

Sang Buyi expressed his concern and said privately: "Your Majesty, the scale of our overseas immigration is too large, and there is too much talent loss. I am worried that it will damage the foundation of China."

Ye Kun smiled and said, "In the past, the princes fought each other and piled up corpses. That was called damaging the foundation. Now the team is expanding. The Chinese people will only become more and more prosperous. How can it be said that the foundation is damaged?"

"But this time, the total number of immigrants is more than 100,000."

"I wanted to organize a million-strong immigration, but these are only a few hundred thousand. What's that?"

Ye Kun was as determined as a rock: "The Ministry of Household Affairs' population statistics for this year will soon be released. I took a look at the briefing, and the number of newborns is approaching five million. Our population is increasing rapidly, and the population conditions for large-scale foreign immigration have been met."

Through the encouragement of childbirth and the introduction of overseas workers and population over the years, the total population of the nine provinces of China has now exceeded 60 million.

And most of them are young people and children.

A huge and vibrant empire has been born.

Including the population of overseas controlled areas, the nominal total population of the Han Empire was at least 80 million.

Sang Buyi smiled bitterly and said, "There are many newborns, but newborns cannot immigrate."

"But the babies we had more than a decade ago have grown up. Look at the Ministry of Household Affairs. The number of marriage registrations is increasing rapidly every year."

Ye Kun asked Sang Buyi to sit down: "We now have sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn, so people will not starve to death. But the land of China's nine provinces can only support 300 to 400 million people at most.

If the number exceeds this, war will start, and then the population will decrease drastically, forming a cycle. Only by emigrating can we ease the population pressure and transfer the contradiction of insufficient resources. "

Sang Buyi couldn't argue with Ye Kun, so he could only smile bitterly and nod.

In the blink of an eye, it is New Year again.

Ye Kun started the largest-scale immigration, first sending Ye Luosheng, with two thousand orphan recruits and more than seven thousand immigrants, to the Persian Gulf to help his elder brother Ye Shusheng build an empire and exploit oil there.

He also arranged for the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove to go to India with a large number of disciples, clansmen and vassals to help Liu Ai, Hu Gaoyuan and others govern India.

Zhuang Buwen, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, led more than a thousand people from his clan to Hanhuang Island to help Prince Ye Chan build Hanhuang Island.

Ye Kun personally led Ye Pingsheng, Ye Dongsheng, the ninth prince and the tenth prince to the eastern islands of the South China Sea.

Ma Jiaojiao, Qiao Yun, Tian Xiao'e, Zhou Tielan and others all accompanied them.

This time, Ye Kun brought 7,000 navy soldiers and more than 40,000 immigrants, which can be regarded as the largest-scale sailing activity.

On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, Ye Kun led Ye Pingsheng and others, and after offering sacrifices to heaven and swearing an oath at the Yanhuang Altar, they officially set sail.

On the day of departure, some people cried and some laughed.

Some people are trembling with fear, parting with life and death;

Some people are full of confidence and hope for the future.

Ye Kun instructed Sang Buyi and others: "Going to Southeast Asia, there are some unexpected dangers. If I can't come back, let the crown prince Ye Feng ascend the throne immediately and continue to govern the country according to my plan."

Sang Buyi said hurriedly: "Your Majesty is blessed with great fortune, and will surely return safely without any danger."

"That's the best."

Ye Kun said goodbye to Jiang Yourong again and comforted her: "I will send telegrams every day to let you know that I am safe. Please rest assured, Madam."

Jiang Yourong shed tears: "I have been to Izu Island with the emperor before, and I know how terrible the sea waves are. This trip to the South Sea is even farther than Izu Island. Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."

The last time she went out to sea, Jiang Yourong experienced the wind and waves on the sea and her memory is still fresh in her mind.

But Jiang Yourong didn't know that there was a typhoon at sea, which was a hundred times more terrible than the last storm.


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