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Text Chapter 279 The Emperor¡¯s Mental Technique

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    "Daxing merchants are here?" The news blew through Luoyang City like a whirlwind.  Countless people in Luoyang cheered for joy. Although the prices of goods in Daxing City were twice as expensive as before the war, they were extremely cheap compared to the prices in Luoyang City.  At a time when supplies are extremely scarce in Luoyang, being able to spend money to buy things is already a lucky thing. No one can ask for anything.  Countless people were waiting in Dongshi with their money, eagerly anticipating the arrival of goods from Daxing City. Many people were waiting there early in the morning.  Soon, a long motorcade appeared in Luoyang City heading towards Dongshi. Before the truck entered the store, many people had already gathered around and asked to buy items.  "Don't worry, everyone, 10,000 carriages will be shipped to Luoyang this time. The supply is sufficient and it will definitely be enough for your purchase. Please step aside a little. We have a limited time to stay in Luoyang, so please let us unload the goods first.  ." A shopkeeper urged.  After much persuasion, the besieging Luoyang citizens finally gave way.  "Thank you!" the shopkeeper said with fists in his hands.  With a wave of his hand, the carriage loaded with goods slowly drove into the store. Immediately, dozens of store clerks rushed forward and unloaded the goods as quickly as possible. At this moment, time is money.  After the goods were unloaded, the carriage left immediately, and the shopkeeper immediately ordered the goods to be put on the shelves.  Half an hour later, the door of the shop opened, and countless citizens poured in, rushing to buy the goods they needed.  Daxing merchants have already been prepared for this situation. All the goods are neatly arranged and the store is designed to be extremely spacious. All goods are clearly priced for Luoyang citizens to choose from.  At this moment, Dongshi, which had been dormant for several months, became lively again.  Countless citizens came in an endless stream, came with money, and left with satisfaction holding large quantities of goods.  The entire East Market has simply become a super hypermarket. Luoyang actually recovered signs of prosperity in the shortest time, with the first batch of 3,000 carriages of goods.  Sold out in half a day.  The first batch of 3,000 horse-drawn carriages, that is, the goods of thirty horse-drawn carriages per household, these merchants could count the money directly with cramped hands and grinning from ear to ear.  However, there is still a group of people who are gnashing their teeth with hatred, and that is the businessmen in Luoyang.  This profit that should have belonged to them has now all fallen into the pockets of Daxing merchants.  Although they have tried their best to prevent Daxing merchants from entering Luoyang City.  But this time, His Highness the King of Dai personally supported these merchants and allowed their goods to enter Luoyang City along with supplies to aid the army.  And they could only watch helplessly as the goods from Daxing City entered Luoyang, occupying all their markets at once, but they were powerless.  On the fourth day when the Daxing Army arrived in Luoyang, another 3,000 carriages of goods were brought into Luoyang, and they were immediately sold out in the shortest time.  The fifth day.  Another four thousand carriages of goods came in, and the Luoyang market was saturated.  "If someone did statistics, they would find that the entire Luoyang City, from the dignitaries to the common people, all food, clothing and housing are goods produced in Daxing City. At this point, the entire Luoyang City has completely become an economic vassal of Daxing City.  But the entire Daxing City court is still immersed in the great situation of regaining strength and the people of Luoyang City are stable.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ ¡°Your Highness, I have something to say that I am not happy with! I hope your Highness will forgive you.¡± In the Luoyang Palace, Doctor Xu Wenyuan of the Imperial Academy respectfully saluted Yang Tong.  Xu Wenyuan was a great Confucian scholar, and his talents were well-known in Luoyang City, but what made him even more famous was his students, and Li Mi was his student.  Fortunately, Li Mi was only one of his three thousand peaches and plums, and Xu Wenyuan was not implicated by Li Mi. Now when Luoyang was choosing a teacher for Yang Tong, Xu Wenyuan relied on his talent and learning to become Yang Tong's teacher.  "Mr. Xu, if you have anything to say, tell me directly. I will definitely listen to you." Yang Tong said humbly.  Yang Tong was deeply influenced by Confucian education.  He is very strict about respecting teachers and teaching.  "The old minister visited the entire city of Luoyang yesterday and found that everything from the basic necessities of life for the common people to the weapons and armor of Luoyang soldiers were all provided by Daxing City. Has His Highness ever thought that one day, Daxing City would suddenly stop supporting it? At that time, Luoyang  What should we do?" Xu Wenyuan said.  "This is impossible! Luoyang and Daxing City have always been watching and helping each other. The third brother and I have a deep brotherly love. How is it possible" Yang Tong shook his head, but his ugly face revealed his innermost feelings.  "Now that the emperor has passed away, only His Highness and the acting king are left in the world. The throne must be between you."If one comes out, I believe that many ministers have already proposed to His Highness to ascend the throne as emperor.  "Xu Wenyuan said. Yang Tong nodded. In the past few days, the voices of Luoyang officials proposing that Yang Tong be crowned emperor have become louder and louder. However, the Daxing City army rescue is imminent. In order not to irritate Yang You, the plan to proclaim the emperor has been temporarily shelved. Yang Tong does not want to  Proclaiming himself emperor? Of course it is impossible. This has been his dream since he was sensible. Daxing City has been expanding its territory and has put its plan to become emperor, which is why Xu Wenyuan looked at Yang Tong with suspicion.  He looked thoughtful and sighed: "Today I will not teach yesterday's lesson. Today I will teach His Royal Highness the King of Yue about the art of the emperor's mind.  "The emperor's mind!" Yang Tong's heart moved, and his eyes flashed.  "One of them taught with all his heart, and the other studied with all his heart. The lecture lasted for a long time, and Yang Tong listened very seriously. It was not until nightfall that the lesson ended with unfinished content.  That night, Yang Tong tossed and turned, unable to sleep. It was not until the third watch that he fell asleep vaguely.  That night, Yang Tong had many dreams. He dreamed that he was holding a large army, marching eastward, pacifying Li Mi, killing Yu Wenhuaji, and pacifying the world.  When he returned from victory, the three armies shouted long live. Just when he went to sit on the throne with great satisfaction, he found that there was someone sitting there on the throne that originally belonged to him, looking at him condescendingly.  That person was clearly his third brother.  The acting king Yang You.  "No!" Yang Tong woke up sweating profusely.  "What's wrong, Your Highness?" A gentle female voice sounded next to Yang Tong's voice.  "It's okay, I had a nightmare!" Yang Tong looked at the woman beside him and smiled stiffly.  This girl is Yang Tong's princess Yunshi. Yang Tong is one year older than Yang You. She is already fifteen this year and has already been married. At this moment, the princess is already pregnant.  Mrs. Yun gently approached Yang Tong's arms and placed his hand on her bulging belly. The couple leaned against each other and comforted each other.  Yang Tong gently felt the slight beating of his unborn son, and secretly swore in his heart: "I, Yang Tong, not only want to ascend the throne, but I also want to pass the throne to my descendants. No one can stop me."
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