Reincarnation in the Three Kingdoms Era with a System

Lu Ming quickly left Ye City, taking no other women with him. With the imperial harem at his disposal, he could have his way with them at any time.

He only brought Lin Daiyu with him. Lin Daiyu had been practicing the Five Animal Frolics regularly, and with a balanced diet, she was now a voluptuous beauty.

She wasn't fat, but her fullness didn't detract from her elegance.

She had lost her delicate, pitiful appearance, radiating a healthy charm.

The reason he chose Lin Daiyu was that it was her turn to serve Lu Ming alongside her mother, Jia Min.

Mothers and daughters in the harem were generally on the same side.

Sisters would also stick together; it was human nature.

However, Jia Min didn't come.

She would serve Lu Ming at night, while her daughter, Lin Daiyu, accompanied him during the day.

This time, they didn't travel by carriage but on horseback.

Both wore bamboo hats, and the veils they wore were just enough to allow a clear view from the inside out.

However, looking from the outside in, nothing could be seen.

He was accompanied by several guards, giving the impression of a wealthy young master traveling.

In reality, thousands of imperial guards were active both before and after him, scouting and deploying defenses along the emperor's route, and also checking for reinforcements in the rear.

This comprehensive protection was akin to a modern-day bodyguard group.

The ones working themselves to the bone were the subordinates; Lu Ming didn't need to pity them. This was their job; otherwise, what was the point of keeping them around?

This was all for his daughter. He had a system map that allowed him to clearly see where the enemies were, so he didn't need these imperial guards at all…

And nurturing them would take time, which he could use to give to his daughter, Lu Yue.

Now, his mother was also quite interested in seeing which families had daughters and granddaughters, and had even summoned Liang Yin, who enjoyed fortune-telling.

She was the mother of Zhang Lu, the leader of the Five Pecks of Rice sect, and also a public official of the Imperial Observatory.

She had another identity: Lu Ming's woman and the mother of Lu Ming's daughter.

If you didn't know her age, you would never guess she was over fifty, much older than her mother.

After fifty, skin inevitably sags, developing crow's feet and cellulite.

However, Liang Yin, because of her frequent sexual activity with Lu Ming and her pampered lifestyle, showed no signs of aging.

While her skin wasn't as delicate as a young girl's, it wasn't sagging either, which was why she enjoyed serving him.

A fifty-year-old woman who could drain the earth with her own juices—that was quite the feat!

Moreover, getting a woman of this age pregnant was something that excited and filled a man with pride.

Grandmother Jia: I wholeheartedly agree.

"Husband, it's been so long since we've gone out for a walk! Hehe, where shall we go?"

Lin Daiyu, like a lively sprite, rode her warhorse, her eyes curiously scanning the surroundings.

This was now the Central Plains, and the devastation was gone.

The residents were all concentrated in one place, no longer scattered.

Being concentrated made water supply and sewage disposal much easier.

They owned some land, but most of it belonged to the royal family.

Hard work could provide for their basic needs, and with luck, they could receive an education and change their family's fate.

Golden wheat fields, swaying in the wind—a scene of autumn harvest, truly a pleasing sight.

"This time I'm traveling incognito; leisure is just the purpose," Lu Ming said.

He didn't have a specific route; he went wherever the road took him.

Walking for a while, he would stop and chat with farmers he encountered.

He would ask about recent policies, the conduct of officials, whether they were accepting bribes or kickbacks, and so on.

These were matters concerning the people's livelihood; if things weren't chaotic at the bottom, there wouldn't be much chaos.

He hadn't encountered anything outrageous in the Central Plains yet.

At least Lu Ming was satisfied with the current state of officialdom. He planned to send someone to commend these county magistrates upon his return.

Rewarding merit and punishing wrongdoing—this was the core principle.

The Central Plains weren't far from Ye City, and Chenliu, Puyang, and other places were separated only by the Yellow River.

Conversely, Xuzhou, Beihai, and Guangling were the places that needed inspection.

After taking Mi Zhen home for a visit, he had already seen that the Chen family was relatively honest.

Their only way out now was to become officials, study, and then pass examinations and recommendations to continue their official careers.

Business and seizing land were no longer viable options; becoming a wealthy landowner was impossible.

Most of the land was now in the hands of the emperor. With so much land, the emperor could do whatever he wanted.

After all, land was the only guarantee of security, the key to not starving.

Passing down scholarship and poetry was far less enduring than passing down the tradition of farming and reading.

By day they patrolled, and by night they thoroughly enjoyed Lin Daiyu's body.

Lin Daiyu, who had already given birth twice, still possessed a firm lower body, though a few stretch marks lingered on her abdomen, marks left after her belly had been stretched for a long time during pregnancy and returned to its normal size.

As women age, they develop a "spare tire" and a "belly," a symbol of maturity.

In a courtyard in Xiaopei, the former residence of a wealthy local merchant, the property had been vacated, supposedly sold.

Within the small courtyard, a hidden guard was stationed, while outside, many disguised individuals mingled.

There were those disguised as elderly people, breastfeeding mothers, and even vendors selling mung beans—these were the true wandering knights, possessing genuine skills.

While they might not be as adept as regular army units in a direct assault,

they were all too skilled in poisoning, intelligence gathering, providing cover, and spreading rumors.

Therefore, within the Royal Academy, there was a separate discipline called "The Nine Schools."

The core curriculum involved gathering skilled wandering swordsmen to teach, focusing on the affairs of the various schools of thought—things ordinary people disdained to do.

Thieves, ambushes, feigning ignorance, reconnaissance, assassinations, and so on—subjects looked down upon by the so-called "gentlemen" were all taught there.

Although other schools within the academy had some reservations, they said nothing.

Because besides Confucianism, the academy also included Legalism, Agriculturalism, Military Science, Mohism, the School of Fiction, and the School of Yin-Yang, among others.

Legalism goes without saying; for a dynasty to last a thousand generations, it needed Legalist disciples to enforce and amend laws and oversee projects.

Agriculture, on the other hand, focused on farming; food was the most important thing for the people.

The Mohists, needless to say, were the founding school, having played a crucial role in the rise of the dynasty.

As for the School of Fiction and the School of Yin-Yang, many people needed them, but they were few in number and posed no threat.