Reincarnation in the Three Kingdoms Era with a System

Chapter 756: 756 Gathering of Southern Barbarian Leaders

Despite the ongoing warring states, commerce hasn’t ceased.

Wealth can still be acquired through trade, though it’s far more difficult.

No deliberate groundwork is needed; simply trading goods with local merchants and letting them find their own ways to mitigate risk is sufficient.

After touring the area, Lu Ming discovered that the local silkworm breeding techniques were quite basic...

Furthermore, the ability to extract silk was unique to the southern regions; Chengdu didn’t have it.

Scarcity of raw materials meant scarcity of silk fabrics.

In the era before cotton was invented and utilized, silk fabrics were the best textile material.

"Your mulberry planting has a problem. Generally, the row spacing for mulberry trees should be two to three meters, and the plant spacing one to two meters.

Such planting density and spacing can maximize land resources and improve mulberry leaf yield and quality while ensuring good ventilation and sunlight.

Planting them so densely, it’s no wonder they don’t grow well.

If four people share one bowl of rice while only one person drinks, which do you think is more filling?"

After reading this, Lu Ming was visibly disappointed, his expression clearly showing his dismay.

Yang Xuanzhen was shocked. He hadn’t expected Lu Ming, in his high position, to see through the situation.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. This is how we’ve always done it, passed down from our ancestors. Naturally, we haven’t questioned anything wrong with it."

"Your skills are lacking."

Lu Ming simply shook his head and quickly left, returning to his residence to continue toying with Yang Yuhuan and her daughter.

Some things don’t need much explanation. A few hints are enough to let your subordinates know they’re not incompetent, that they know their stuff, and that they shouldn’t try to fool them.

That’s enough...

Especially for opportunists like Yang Xuanzhen, sufficient pressure is necessary for them to learn how to respect and be cautious.

That night, Yang Xuanzhen listened to the moans of his wife and daughter next door.

Especially when his wife was being fucked, she was asked, "Is my penis bigger, or Yang Xuanzhen’s?"

"Of course it’s Your Highness’s... oh oh... Yang Xuanzhen... ah... his... penis... is... like... an earthworm... oh... Your Highness... fuck me harder... ah...

Your Highness... it’s... so deep... oh oh... Yang Xuanzhen... none of... that... good-for-nothing... has ever... entered... ah ah..."

Listening to the adulterous couple’s conversation, Yang Xuanzhen felt his blood rush to his head, almost to the point of death from rage.

Faced with this situation, he dared not speak out, forced to submit to his fate.

Only listening to his former wife’s moans while he masturbated beside her—living to this extent was a miserable existence.

Half a month later.

In the dense forests of Yongchang County, the Yi tribes received letters from Gao Ding’s envoys.

They said that as long as they submitted to King Qin, Lu Ming, they could be spared the ravages of war.

They scoffed at this idea.

Not for any particular reason, but because Yongchang County was shrouded in miasma and dense forests; some places even the locals dared not venture into.

The dangers lurking there were simply too deadly.

Spiders, ants, venomous snakes, poisonous insects—a single bite could be fatal.

And it was precisely because of this that it served as a natural barrier.

The governors of Yizhou throughout history had been very weak in their administration of the southern regions. Coupled with a surge in population, conflicts erupted, leading to fierce battles between the two sides. Neither side could subdue the other, so the Yi people held the Han people in contempt.

This Yi Kings’ Assembly summoned almost all the chieftains; only some remote tribes were absent.

Those who could attend were basically all present.

Lu Ming didn’t have the mountain where the meeting was being held surrounded; instead, accompanied by Gao Ding, he entered the mountain village.

It was a simple village built of bamboo, with a water vat as tall as a person in the center.

An elderly man wearing distinctive jewelry and clothing ladled two bowls of rice wine from the vat and handed them to Lu Ming and Gao Ding.

Gao Ding explained, "This is a test. If you can drink three bowls, you’re a guest, a guest worthy of respect.

This wine is extremely strong; Your Highness must drink slowly."

Lu Ming nonchalantly picked up the bowl. It was actually a wine of just over forty degrees, quite high compared to the usual twenty or thirty degrees...

And it was also considered top-grade; he wondered what process it was made with.

While it couldn’t compare to his distilled spirits, it was already quite good. At least the rudimentary method could produce such strong liquor, which was indeed commendable.

Glug! Glug! Glug!

Lu Ming practiced by gulping down three bowls of wine, then turned the bowl upside down to show he hadn’t drunk a drop.

The old priest clasped his hands together, chanted a few words, placed his hands on his shoulders, bowed slightly to Lu Ming, and spoke in a language he couldn’t understand.

Lu Ming replied in the Yi language, which greatly surprised the old priest. He never expected a Han Chinese to speak their language!

Gao Ding was also astonished. This prince seemed omnipotent; nothing seemed to stump him.

He even managed silkworm rearing and mulberry cultivation, incidentally developing fish farming. Some land was low-lying and poorly drained, unsuitable for rice cultivation.

He dug deep ponds in these low-lying areas, using the dredged silt as fertilizer. Mulberry trees were planted along the pond banks; the leaves fed the silkworms, and fish were raised in the ponds. The silkworm excrement fed the fish, recycling excess nutrients and waste from the system.

This alone was enough to astound him. Even without understanding, Gao Ding was deeply impressed.

From that moment on, he knew Lu Ming’s success was no accident. Everyone said Liu Bang’s success in establishing the Han Dynasty was due to luck, but why did no one say he truly possessed ability?

Entering the venue, Gao Ding diligently introduced the leaders attending the conference to Lu Ming.

"This is Meng Huo, the Yi King of Yongchang’s Southern Barbarians.

He possesses immense strength and enjoys extremely high prestige among the Southern Barbarians.

Meng Huo, this is Lu Ming, the Qin King, who rules over Liangzhou, Yizhou, and Guanzhong, controlling half of the land!"

Gao Ding gave a brief introduction, not elaborating further, but stopping short of revealing details.

Before Meng Huo could speak, a man beside him, wielding a meteor hammer and wearing a turban, said sarcastically:

"So you’re Lu Ming, the one who’s eyeing my future sister-in-law?

Tch, let me tell you, this isn’t a place for Han Chinese to show off their power. Get out of here right now!"