However, Britain has not yet carried out an industrial revolution, and overseas colonization is still in its early stages, and it has not revealed the domineering face of the empire that never sets.

Seeing that the Sixteenth Prince was disdainful to the East India Company, Cao Yong took a piece of white paper, picked up a pen, drew a large circle on it, and then drew a small circle the size of a thumb cover outside the large circle.

"This is India, this is England." Cao Yong pointed to the big circle and pointed to the small circle and said, "As a result, English merchants' footprints were spread all over India. The Indian emperor began to think that he was introducing a large merchant. Seeing the dazzling array of watches and jewelry, he was very welcome. As a result, it was easy to ask God to send him to God, and he would have to be ruined in the hands of these merchants in the future."

The sixteenth prince slowly looked solemnly, looked at Cao Yong, and said, "What exactly do Furuo want to say?"

Cao Yong didn't know what he wanted to express, whether he explained the disaster brought to the Chinese by the Opium War? Or is it that China is getting old, but other countries have grown up, so they will be bullied in the future.

"Talk about the suggestions I made a few days ago, and the one who left his name in history, is the Sixteenth Master interested?" Cao Yong thought for a while and replied.

"Would you ask me to come forward to destroy the foreign devils of the East India Company to eliminate future troubles?" The Sixteenth Prince asked a little curiously.

"If you destroy the East India Company, the West India Company, or some North India Company, it will not cure the symptoms." Cao Yong said: "But we should also be alert to prevent them from using tricks. Even ordinary people suffer losses in trade, they will think about finding what they have returned in trade, not to mention the robbery spirit. Only those who only make others suffer losses, can they suffer losses in their own way."

"Furuo thought of it? What methods would they have to make the money they sent back?" The Sixteenth Prince's eyes lit up and praised: "I had known that Furuo had some financial problems, but I didn't expect to think about it in such a long time. Okay, I didn't have a day off."

"Big Smoke!" Cao Yong replied: "Maybe they can't pull their hands out to plot against us now, but it won't take long, either twenty, thirty, or thirty or fifty years, they will use big smoke to make money back."

Although there is also smoke in the world now, it is mostly sold by pharmacies and is expensive and used to relieve pain from patients.

After hearing Cao Yong say this, the Sixteenth Prince was quite puzzled: "That is a medicine. Even if you try hard, how much money can you sell?"

"Hasn't Master Sixteen heard of anyone smoking big smoke?" Cao Yong asked.

"I heard of it..." The sixteenth prince said, thinking of a royal general, he likes to suck this, making him look thin and dying.

"Sixteenth Master, what if all the civil and military officials in the court were smoking big smoke?" Cao Yong said.

The Sixteenth Prince was shocked when he thought of that plot and murmured: "The country is not a country..."

Next, the Sixteenth Prince began to raise various questions about the big smoke like a curious doll. At the same time, he was also looking for various ways to try to overturn Cao Yong's argument.

Cao Yong knew the harm of opium clearly, but he had never been exposed to it after all. When it comes to its temptation, there is no good reference.

Finally, he thought of snuff. He had also smoked snuff. Although it could not be said to be addicted, it was indeed refreshing. He didn't suck it frequently. Those who were addicted to smoking would take it out and sniff it under his nose for a few times.

"Smoking snuff can make people feel refreshed and addictive. When smoking snuff, it is like a celestial being, without thinking about food and food, and you can never let go. Master Sixteen, you said, "How many good people are left after this transmission of ten or ten? " Cao Yong said with an example of snuff.

The sixteenth prince heard this and his eyes circled, but he didn't respond.

When Cao Yong saw this, he hurriedly said, "Sixteenth Master, don't just say it, this thing cannot be tried. It's very easy to get addicted, but it's not easy to quit. If you draw someone, you'll be useless."

The sixteenth prince waved his hand with a smile and said, "Am I a fool? I know it's poisonous, so I'll try this?"

Before they knew it, the two had been debating for half a day, and it was night again.

Cao Yong finally told people about the things in the future, and he felt a little excited. In fact, he didn't know if he was looking forward to the Sixteenth Prince being suspicious and asked him, "How do you know what happens decades later?"

Who would have thought that the Sixteenth Prince had no doubts at all, and only thought that he had unique economic insights and was so worried about the country and the people.

I don’t know if I don’t say it, but I was shocked when I said it. I didn’t expect that the prelude to the Opium War was so close.

Cao Yong was also calculating the time in his mind. When opium began to be dumped in China, was it decades or a hundred years later, and he was still alive?

Thinking a way to curb this can also be considered as doing something for this country and future generations.

Cao Yong didn't know how he became patriotic. Maybe he just didn't want his grandson to become a big smoker...

It was peaceful in the temple that night, and it was the same on the evening of the third day.

In a blink of an eye, March 18th, the Wanbao Festival.

Cao Yong and the Sixteenth Prince got up early, took a bath and changed their clothes, burned incense in front of the Buddha, and bowed to the direction of the capital, which was considered to have completed this fasting.

When the vegetarian dishes were served and smelling the fragrance of rice, Cao Yong touched his cracked lips before he realized that eating and drinking was also a happy thing.

Although the Sixteenth Prince was hungry more often when he was a child, it was a lot of years ago. He couldn't bear it if he didn't eat or drink for three days.

It was just that the topic of Dayan was there that made him more energetic.

Now that he saw what he had eaten, he couldn't stand it. He raised his chopsticks and swept the wind like a broken cloud.

Neither of them were children, and they knew that they had been hungry for too long and could not eat too much. After drinking a few side dishes and half a plate of porridge, they put on their chopsticks.

After leaving the house and looking at the bright spring scenery, Cao Yong felt quite reborn.

It seems that it’s good to be hungry if you have nothing to do. I used to feel tired, but now I feel that there is nothing to bother with. Being able to eat and sleep and family health is happiness.

The Sixteenth Prince asked Cao Song what he had obtained in the past few days and was quite disappointed to know that he had only caught four. It was not until this time that Cao Yong realized that they had set up traps in other Buddhist temples.

Because a monk died in the temple, Cao Yong and the Sixteenth Prince met the host Lama, and added a lot of money to indulge in the inscription.

Zhiran did not follow him back to the house, but stayed at the temple.

There were several monks in the temple who were good at Chinese who had discussed Buddhism with Zhiran and had some friendship. Zhiran saw that the Sixteenth Prince was there and Cao Yong had nothing to do, so he stayed here to study Buddhism.

These days, Zhiran is not like a monk and has more ties to the world.

Cao Yong knew that this was all because of his own. He thought about whether to choose a suitable opportunity to persuade him to return to secular life.

Zhiran seemed to see through what Cao Yong thought and said, "The people inside and outside the door are all little monks, why should the donor Cao stick to normalcy?"

Even friends have an independent life.

Cao Yong saw that Zhiran was like this and would never talk too much. But when he occasionally looked at him, he felt quite strange.

Zhiran is the same age as him and has a bigger birthday than him.

If it is really related to blood, wouldn’t it be his brother?

I always feel that there is an enlightenment in Zhiran's eyes and an indescribable heaviness. There are several times when Cao Yong wanted to ask out the doubts in his heart, but he couldn't say them.

Because it was the birthday of the Wanbao Festival, officials from all yamen dressed up according to their ranks, went to the main yamen, and kowtowed to the direction of the capital together.

The Internal Affairs Office is naturally not immune to the vulgarity.

The sixteenth prince said he was tired and impatient. After Cao Yong changed his official uniform, he went to the palace.

At the yamen, after kowtowing with everyone, Cao Yong went to visit his wife and daughter.

There was a distinguished guest on Chu Yu's side, Baoya and a Mongolian princess.

The last time I met Baoya was when I was injured the previous year. Two years passed in a blink of an eye, Baoya was still the same.

She sat on the kang, with Tianhui in her arms, and all kinds of food placed in front of her eyes. She ate a piece of cake and fed Tianhui a piece.

Apart from her family, Tianhui doesn't like being close to others, but she sits obediently in front of Baoya and lets her hold her and feed her.

The Mongolian princess was sitting next to him, listening to Chu Yu and Baoya with a smile.

Baoya is an in-law, and there is nothing to avoid. When she heard that Cao Yong was coming, she stood up and saw him with a smile. The Mongolian princess, eighteen or nineteen years old, looked generous and cheerful, and had no intention of avoiding him.

Speaking of which, this Mongolian princess is not an outsider, but a princess of the Darkhan palace. In terms of generations, it is Sukhbaru's aunt.

While speaking, Cao Yong learned that not only Baoya had come to Rehe, but Sukhbaru was also here.

"Suhbaru is here too?" Cao Yong was overjoyed when he heard this: "Where did you hear that, why don't you send me a letter first?"

"I heard that you were fasting with Uncle Sixteen, who dares to disturb me?" Baoya said, "But you can't touch him today. He has something to do and he will come back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Chunwang Mansion Garden, East Courtyard upper room.

The sixteenth prince sat on the bed, looking at the black stuff wrapped in the paper in his hand, frowned in disgust.

A palace maid came over with a candlestick, looked at the Sixteenth Prince in confusion, and asked softly: "Master, do you want to order it?"

Seeing that the sixteenth prince nodded, the palace maid picked up the fire sickle and lit the candle.
Chapter completed!