That night, they got drunk and used bedding as a bed, as if they had returned to the time when they first went to the battlefield.

At that time, the battle was fierce, and they often had to curl up and sleep on the ground.

Xiaoliu always had diarrhea at that time because the three of them ran to the battlefield and used some tricks of self-harm to deceive their master and sister-in-law, and then rushed to the battlefield with some money.

At that time, they were all very scared because people would really die on the battlefield.

At that time, I felt that nothing was more terrible than death, except poverty.

Death, who is not afraid?

They have never seen a few people who are not afraid of death.

However, later I found out that there was an atmosphere that really made people not afraid of death.

That is, when the enemy advances rapidly, kills their comrades and plunders of their own mountains and rivers, they never think about the issue of death.

Even if I think about it, I just think about it, even if I die, I have to guard the land under my feet.

They just went to dream, dreaming back to the time when they first ascended the throne.

Prince Su's mansion is still there, and Zhaixing Tower is still crowded. He is so poor that he can't even find a copper plate to scrape. The war has exhausted all the money.

Brother Wei and his sister-in-law went to Dazhou to pay off their debts. A war with Beimo, borrowed 300,000 troops from Dazhou, and had no money to pay them back, so they used Brother Wei to pay off their debts.

As soon as Brother Wei left, the court did not take him, the young new emperor, seriously.

They had to confront the ministers in the court. Every time they returned to the imperial study after arguing, the three of them sat on the ground, covered in cold sweat.

When he ascended the throne, Brother Wei gave him great encouragement, saying that he could do his best to do the emperor.

He also thought it was, but when he sat on the dragon throne, he realized that it was not that simple. Some things, even if they even used their strength to feed, would not work.

But there is no way out. Brother Wei said that no way out is the best way out. If you have to go forward with your eyes and rush forward with all your strength, you will win.

Fortunately, there were also helpers in the court. Lord Zang and Su Fu gave great support. There were also the eighteenth sister's grandfather, Gong Pingle, and the veteran, who was the best of ten.

I can't imagine how bleak the situation would be if I were fighting alone.

Nothing else is scary, what is scary is that you have no money.

I had copied Chu Huan’s house before and found so much money, and everyone felt that I would be rich and have a good life.

As a result, locust plagues, floods, and wars arrived in no particular order, and all the gold and silver mountains were emptied. They also borrowed food from neighboring countries. Dazhou, Dayue and Daxing were their creditors.

At the beginning, he was very frightened by neighboring countries because he was owed others money and lacked confidence.

Until later, Brother Wei sent a letter from the Great Zhou Dynasty, telling him not to be afraid, that other countries should be afraid because there was a winter melon and tofu in the Northern Tang Dynasty, and the grain and debts could not be paid back.

As for cede land and paying debts, it is basically impossible, because the excellent quality of the Northern Tang Dynasty at that time was that it was poor and the whole nation would rather die than lose an inch of land.

Moreover, I have to ask them for more resources, such as smashing the copper and iron cloth to the Northern Tang Dynasty.

At first they thought, is it okay to be so shameless?

Later I found out that it is OK. The neighboring countries' debt to food is unconditionally postponed. As long as you, the bottomless pit in Northern Tang, don't extend your hand to us anymore. Don't borrow grain in July and October to borrow clothes. You can pay back the grain whenever you want.

Brother Wei keeps doing ideological work for them. If you are poor, you should not want to be too face. If you want the people to live a good life, it doesn’t matter if you suffer a little grievance. It’s okay to be stubborn.

But there is a bottom line, you can’t kneel down! Poverty and weakness are two different things.
Chapter completed!