Chapter 241 What if the Great Wall is moved into the inner circle?

"The whole capital city will be covered with it?"

Jiang Yuanbao was stunned and hesitated:

"That might be difficult."

"It doesn't have to be paved all over. Just pave the main roads in the city and the main road leading into the city."

Knowing the difficulty of his hesitation, Yun Shu nodded slightly and said:
"I will ask the people from the Capital Camp to help with the road closure. In addition, I will publish a job opening notice in the Capital Daily. You only need to supervise it."

"Yes."

……

After giving instructions on the matters concerning road paving and textile looms, Yun Shu, at the urging of Emperor Xuanwu, obediently began her days of working in the imperial study after court dismissal every day.

The good news is that after she read the memorial to Emperor Xuanwu during the autumn hunt and complained that the memorial had too much nonsense, Emperor Xuanwu agreed with her and ordered rectification.

During this nearly one year, officials from all over Tiansheng have gradually become accustomed to streamlining the content of memorials, and it can be said that memorials now do not contain any unnecessary words.

The bad news is that due to being too simplistic, all memorials are now compressed packages of enhanced classical Chinese.

It's okay if you encounter more ordinary content.

But if the matter itself is complicated, Yun Shu's half-baked level of reading ancient Chinese would make it a bit difficult to understand.

When Emperor Xuanwu first discovered that she was unable to accurately understand the contents of some memorials, he was so angry that he almost sent her back to the study!
Fortunately, after Yunshu corrected his attitude towards learning, he made rapid progress.

In less than a month, Li Dehai could basically no longer hear the emperor's angry teaching voice in the imperial study when he stood outside.

Of course, this was not entirely due to Yunshu's rapid progress in learning.

More importantly, when the two of them discussed government affairs, Yunshu could always silence Emperor Xuanwu with a very unique point of view.

such as……

"General Weiyuan reported that Beixiang has evil ambitions and must be guarded against. He wants to reinforce the existing Great Wall with cement and build a new section extending to Youzhou. What do you think?"

"Your Majesty, I don't think it's necessary."

"Why?"

Yunshu said confidently:

"Isn't the national treasury now out of money? It would cost a lot to build the Great Wall!
It would be fine if you have money, at worst you can leave it as an interesting tourist attraction for future generations.

But we are so short of money, and we still have to go to so much trouble to build it. What if, in the future, the Great Wall is moved to the interior of the country and becomes the inner circle, and its border defense effect is completely lost? Why bother?"

Emperor Xuanwu: “?”

How can the Great Wall built along the border be moved into the country and become the inner circle?
Could it be that the Great Wall has legs and can't it move on its own?

Emperor Xuanwu subconsciously wanted to refute, but the next moment, he remembered the "unifying the world" ending that the life choice simulation system had previously simulated.

Emperor Xuanwu: “…”

Could it be that the Heavenly Saint Emperor who unified the world is this little bastard Yun Shu?

Emperor Xuanwu looked at it silently. He still could only write with chicken feathers or goose feathers. When he used a proper brush, his hands were full of dog-like handwriting.

A few days ago, when reviewing a memorial, she couldn't even recognize all the characters, and she kept saying that they were uncommon characters. It's not Yunshu's fault,
Emperor Xuanwu felt suffocated. How should I put it? It wasn't that he was unhappy, but his mood was quite complicated.
And it's hard not to feel like, if this kid can do it, why can't I?

While Emperor Xuanwu and Yunshu were in the imperial study, they kept looking at each other in silence every now and then, and even occasionally returned to the scene,

The first caravan that brought the fruit of the weaving shell flower to the capital finally arrived less than ten miles away from the capital.

"Stop! Stop it!"

The servant's anxious voice came from the carriage.

The driver in front pulled the reins as usual, jumped off the front shaft, and then skillfully took out a small footstool. He watched his master run out of the carriage with his mouth covered and his back hunched, then vomited violently while holding onto a tree trunk by the roadside.

"Master, you have suffered a lot from this trip!"

The driver shook his head helplessly:
"It's not easy to be the president of this Chamber of Commerce!"

"Who says it's not?"

The servant at the side took the handkerchief and the kettle and passed them to his master. When he returned, he also sighed:

"The master couldn't stand such long-distance travel since he was a child. After taking over the family business, he basically handed over the business affairs to a few confidants.

It has been many years since I last traveled far by carriage. Who would have thought that Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess would issue an order directly stating that the presidents of chambers of commerce from all places must be present in person.

After this journey, the master has lost a lot of weight!"

"How far is it?"

Ming Pixu, the president of the Xuzhou Chamber of Commerce, whose face turned pale from vomiting, felt a little better at this moment. He turned around and asked weakly:
"Can we reach the city today?"

"It can!"

The driver had followed the caravan to the capital several times before and was familiar with the road conditions.

Hearing his master's question, he nodded quickly:
"It's still about ten miles to the capital.

The stone bricks in the capital are relatively flat, so the carriage will run much more smoothly, and you won't feel so uncomfortable!"

"So I have to travel another ten miles?"

For people who suffer from severe motion sickness, the words that follow are not important.

Ming Pixu could only hear the words "There are still ten miles to go to the capital" and then he felt his eyes go dark:
"No, no, let's just rest here today. It won't be too late to go to Beijing tomorrow!"

"No, sir! Although this place is not far from the capital, it is in the wilderness after all, and it is not as safe as in the city at night.

We have made it all the way here, if something goes wrong outside the city, it will be really uneconomical!"

The close servant quickly advised:
"Let's just bear with it for a little while longer. When we get to the capital, you can stay for a few more days to rest up. Wouldn't that be much more comfortable than resting here?"

Ming Hisuo: “…”

But he really couldn't stand it anymore!

If you keep shaking it, your brain will pop out!
Ming Pixu had a bitter face, and even though he was extremely reluctant, he was finally persuaded by the servant to get on the carriage.

He was ready to be thrown into a tizzy again.
Unexpectedly, the turbulence lasted for less than an incense stick of time, and then bursts of exclamations were heard from outside.
Immediately afterwards, the bumpy carriage beneath him suddenly became extremely smooth.

Even when I was driving through the cities I passed by before, it was never so smooth!
Could it be that the driver was wrong before, and the distance was not actually ten miles far, so they had entered the capital so quickly?