My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

Chapter 102 The first emperor is so presumptuous!
"That night was the most unforgettable night for my father." Meng Wu stated slowly.

This general, who has fought all his life and is not as famous as his father Meng Ao, nor his eldest son Meng Tian, ​​looked at his two sons and sighed heavily.

The first king, Ruowu brought Tian'er and Yi'er into the palace the next day.Mr. Cheng Yu, will he not suffer from misfortune?

"That vertical stone can actually make colored glaze! This... no wonder his money seems to have no limit. He goes in and out of the building as frequently as he goes in and out of the gate of the Chang'an Lord's Mansion. No wonder he was fined for three years of salary, which is unreasonable. thing." Meng Yi was shocked.

"It's Lord Chang'an." Meng Tian reminded his younger brother Meng Yi.

Meng Yi looked sideways at Meng Tian in surprise: Don't you always bark like that?

Meng Tian explained: "Brother just hates the lucky ones. Glass is more expensive than jade, and its price is incalculable. Those who can make it with human hands are not lucky ones anyway."

Meng resolutely nodded, expressing his understanding.

"I have fought in the Great Qin for years, and I have never worried about money and food. I am for the internal history, not the internal history of millet. I have never thought about this issue in the past. Today, I understand a little bit. It should be the merit of man-made colored glaze."

"Hehe." Meng Wu looked at Er Ziyan and said with a chuckle.

If it were back then, the leader of the Meng family who had the least sense of presence would pat his thigh and laugh.

The military general who dared to play wild with the late king back then finally turned into the scrupulous appearance he hated most at the beginning.

"Father, what are you laughing at?"

"Father?"

A question mark was raised on the heads of the two brothers.

Meng Wu smiled and asked the second son, "If that's all, how can you talk about Chang'an's insidiousness?"

"It's not weird to be able to create a foreign object like Liuli?"

"It's not insidious to confuse the fake with the real to make money?"

The brothers were a little confused.

After hearing a story from the past, they felt that their eyes were wide open, and they felt that the young Mr. Cheng Yu was already sinister and treacherous enough.

But the two brothers listened to their father, Meng Wu, and it seemed that this was not the main army in the battle, but just the vanguard.

No, it's not even a striker. This should be the first row of soldiers in the striker.

Meng Wu had a look of nostalgia on his face, and he unconsciously showed the vigorous smile back then, as if he saw the young master Cheng Yu who was privately called the Little Qin King.

"Back then, as his father and former king, Lu Buwei was so rebellious that he was immersed in the joy of making colored glaze rich in Qin. But Mr. Cheng Yu said: 'I didn't make colored glaze to make a little money.'"

"Small wealth? Well, Mr. Chang'an calls this a small fortune? This is the wealth that can rival a country!" The slightly immature Meng Yi couldn't help but interrupt Meng Wu, exclaiming.

Meng Wu was interrupted to recall, and glanced at the second son with dissatisfaction.

Meng Tian patted his younger brother on the head, and said to Meng Wu: "Father, you continue."

"You need to learn more from your brother." Meng Wu taught Meng Yi a word, and continued: "Both of you know the value of colored glaze. It is comparable to jade. The peerless one can be compared to Heshibi."

Later dynasties regarded it as the official jade seal of the state, which was made by the first emperor with Heshibi.

At the beginning, Zhao Guo got He Shibi, and Qin Guo was willing to exchange fifteen cities.

Although there are tricks in this, the value of the two will not be too different.

Jade and colored glaze are both precious things, and the overall value of the two is almost the same.

"Mr. Chengyu, I want to divide the glass into four grades: lower, middle, upper, and absolute. Upper, middle, and lower grades are distributed according to the wealth of each country. For example, Qi Fang is the best, Han Fang is the middle class, Zhao Fang is the middle class, and Zhao Fang is the standard. , it means that the local people have the ability to buy it and are willing to buy it.”

"At the beginning, put a small amount in the six countries, and the price is twice as low as the market. Opening up, goods can be exchanged for money, and strategic materials such as grain and cloth can be said to be worth double. With the value of colored glaze, the people of the six countries will snap up it. Scatter all the family wealth, give up food, cloth and other things, just to buy a piece of colored glaze."

"Isn't this still a way to make money?" Meng Yi muttered.

"The wealth of the six countries is in the hands of the nobles. It is better to collect the wealth of the nobles than to collect the wealth of the common people." Meng Tian commented.

"Hehe, this is the brilliance of Mr. Chang'an. You have been roped around your neck without knowing it."

Meng Wu chuckled, looked at the unconvinced faces of the two sons, and finished the rest of the sentence in one breath.

"The upper, middle, and lower grades of glaze will continue to be distributed among the people slowly. When the nobles of the six countries and the royal family first notice the clues, they will release a few that are absolutely equal to the nobles of the six countries. Focus on the upper, middle and lower grades of Liuli?"

"In this way, we can not only collect the wealth of the nobles, but also win a period of time. The water will flow for three years. It will take ten families from the six countries, and half of them will have glazed vessels. All the food and cloth from the six countries will be brought into Qin. By then, Regardless of the six royal families, it’s too late if the nobles don’t react.”

"Mr. Chang'an will disperse all the colored glazes cast in the past three years into the six countries, and announce the method of casting colored glazes to the world. Rare things are precious, and Lord Chang'an will definitely bring down the price of colored glazes to the lowest level. People exchange a hundred stones of grain for glazed wares, but they can’t exchange half a stone of grain. The markets of the six countries collapsed, and the gods could not save them.

"One stone of grain is worth thousands of gold. People can't afford grain. In order to survive, they will eventually sell their sons and daughters. The six countries will be reduced to hell on earth. In less than two years, Qin will be destroyed by The materials received from the six countries were collected from the six countries. That night, the late king urgently held a small court meeting to delegate this matter, and several ministers discussed it. In the end, the rebel Lu Buwei denied this proposal because of his hurtful words."

The two brothers Meng Tian and Meng Yi were dumbfounded.

Use exquisite colored glaze to make the world a hell.

Is it really human who can come up with such a poisonous scheme?

If I change my son to eat, I am afraid that I will not dare to see Lord Chang'an again in the future.

Meng Yi thought that he was being traded by Meng Wu to make food for others, so he couldn't help shivering violently, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

He can go to the battlefield to fight the enemy bravely, without fear of life and death, but he can't do it and watch others eat childish children.

"Why is this discussion put on hold? Betrayal of traitors and ministers, wronged my Daqin for five years! Missed my son countless times!" Meng Tian raised the case, furious.

"Mr. Chang'an used the six kingdoms to support Qin. This is a great plan. Mr. Chang'an is a great talent in managing the world and helping the people. Why didn't my father tell me earlier? If I had known earlier, how could I have neglected Mr. Chang'an all these years?"

"If it wasn't for the complicated and confusing case of Loutai, Lord Li Si and his party in Chang'an's residence would not have informed you today. What's the use of you knowing in the past, it's nothing more than trouble, and Lord Chang'an doesn't care about your attitude towards him. You two People remember, don't participate in the attack on Lord Chang'an."

Meng Wu looked up at the sky, in his eyes, on the blue sky, there was a wrinkled and unhappy child.

"Hahaha, Meng Wu, if Gu is no longer around in the future, you have to watch out for the lonely King Qin, he is very angry."

"King for thousands of years!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, you are an imperial doctor? You live longer than Gu, on behalf of Gu... Take care of Xun'er... Don't let him be wronged..."

"……only!"

Kings……

This time, Wu will not break his promise...

Meng Ao, the veteran of the Meng Family Dinghaishenzhen, did not know when he came. After hearing the conversation between the father and son at the door, he walked back to his house step by step, deep and shallow.

This veteran general of the Qin Kingdom, the old man who even the God of War King Jian would salute and pay homage to him, was like a child, muttering as he walked.

"It's nothing to brag about a broken plan. You know a bird, Chang'an Jun is good at fighting. If Chang'an Jun didn't let me say it, Nai Gong would have scared you. I know a lot of Chang'an Jun's secrets... Huh! A group of only The mouse that can hide in the hole still wants to harm Lord Chang'an, the ignorant rats are all looking for death, looking for death!"

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Dr. Department.

A group of ignorant rats, looking for death without knowing it.

Zhou Qingchen sneered in his heart, but his face was full of spring breeze, very kind.

In front of him was a group of doctors who were clamoring to attack Ying Chengxu for the memorial to Tingwei Zuojian.

Headed by two Doctors of Legalism, supplemented by doctors from other hundred schools, there are probably more than [-] people gathered.

Except for Confucian doctors, the doctor's department did not participate. Basically, representatives from all schools participated, such as doctors of immortals, doctors of dream studies, doctors of Taoism, and so on.

"Qingchen, it's your turn."

A doctor held a pen and a roll of bamboo slips and placed them in front of Zhou Qingchen.

Zhou Qingchen took the pen first, as if he wanted to sign the memorial attacking Ying Chengxuan.

As soon as a ink dot fell, Zhou Qingchen suddenly realized: "My dear friends are all doctors, and Qingchen is only a servant, how can he sign with you? After Qingchen returns home, he will write another letter and attach it to the memorial in the office. .It can not only show more momentum, but also won't humiliate the doctors."

What the doctor said was very useful.

"Wherever it is, our communication is all based on our intentions. It doesn't matter how big or small the official position is."

As the doctor said, he naturally took the brush from Zhou Qingchen.

"Then Qingchen, are you going back to your residence to write?"

"promise."

Zhou Qingchen returned home.

He ordered his servants to prepare meals, and called the only guest he had kept, and the two sat together and ate together.

"I go to your lord, and your lord treats me very kindly. I eat what you eat, and I sleep where you sleep. Please give me a chance to repay your kindness." The diners finished eating , bowed deeply to Zhou Qingchen, and stopped getting up.

Zhou Qingchen failed to help him three times, and said helplessly: "You and I are called hosts and guests, but we are actually classmates. Why do we do this?"

"It is inhuman to receive favors from others without thinking of repaying them!"

"Okay, okay, I really have something to tell people recently, so I don't want to talk about it, you and I talk in another place."

The doorman got up and followed Zhou Qingchen to the study.

Zhou Qingchen first told the disciples about the enfeoffment in the court, the dispute between counties and counties, the murder case in the building, and Li Si's trip to the Chang'an monarch's mansion.

Talk about the impact of things again.

The prime minister, Jiuqing, Guowei and the others stood still and had their own thoughts, and there will be no changes for the time being.

A large group of doctors in the doctor's office wanted to join forces to petition for the court officer's left supervisor, and demanded that Ying Chengxi be severely punished.

Moreover, the doctor's office originally wanted him to sign it too, but he didn't sign it and ran back home because of his inappropriate status.

The doorman pondered for a moment, then came up and pulled Zhou Qingchen to leave.

Zhou Qingchen refused, and said, "Why are you dragging me?"

"Prime Minister, Jiuqing, Guowei, etc. are all extremely human ministers, with an annual salary of two thousand shi, so there is no need to worry. But you are only a small servant, how can you compare with the prime minister and them? You can't stand still."

"Let go first, let go first." Zhou Qingchen shook off the doorman's hand, shook it, and said with a smile, "In your opinion, should I sign the memorial?"

"Of course, Tingwei Zuojian has a yearly salary of thousands of stones, so I can give it to you. Your Majesty is worried that people will be shallow, and you don't want to write with all the doctors, but I don't think so. Of all the doctors, only the King is a servant. Don't you show your sincerity? If Tingwei Zuojian is rescued, you will have a good relationship. If Tingwei Zuojian is not released, the law does not punish the public, and your Majesty will not be hindered. Such things are beneficial but not harmful, Your Majesty Why not be evil?"

Zhou Qingchen sat down again, and said with a smile: "I didn't sign the same contract with him, because I didn't want to get angry. With a group of ignorant people, why should I feel inferior? Not only do I not remonstrate with them, but I also have to remonstrate alone. His Majesty pardons Lord Chang'an for not guilty!"

The disciples were greatly puzzled, and said: "What is the meaning of this, Your Majesty?"

"Think about it, Loutai is a government agency, why did Mr. Chang'an dare to act unscrupulously in Loutai? Doesn't he know that this is against Qin law?"

"Isn't that what Zhu Zi always does?"

"Have you ever heard that it ordered people to kill people?"

The doorman thought for a while, shook his head and said, "This has never happened."

"That's it. Zhang Han is a general among the nine ministers, the man who guards the palace city. Do you really think that he can lead the official out of the palace without His Majesty's will?"

The doorman widened his eyes and said, "Your Majesty said that Zhang Han was sent by His Majesty!"

"Of course."

"Why did Your Majesty send Zhonglang to kill that Zhuzi? Does he have such a preference for Zhuzi?"

"Why didn't that Zhuzi and Zhang Han kill people for His Majesty?" Zhou Qingchen said with a see-through smile, "Those people, His Majesty wanted to kill them!"

"Then why did His Majesty kill those four nobles?"

"Why, this is the key question. Although those people belong to different families, they have something in common. They all serve in the same military camp."

The doorman was still puzzled, and said: "Serve in the same camp? What does this have to do with killing them?"

"Because they have done some things that are very inconsistent with Qin law..."

The doorman took over the words: "Since it is not in accordance with Qin law, then His Majesty should kill him directly. Why send General Zhonglang again, and arrange that Zhuzi to make a fuss on the balcony and arrest General Zhonglang again."

"I can't tell you this... Since you want to repay my kindness, and your handwriting is better than mine, then write a memorial for me."

"only."

The doorman responded.

Go and prepare brushes, bamboo slips, inkstones, and ink sticks.

The doorman cut off a small piece of ink and put it into the inkstone, poured a little water, and congratulated Zhou Qingchen while grinding the ink.

"Your Majesty votes for what His Majesty likes, and with His Majesty's good fortune, he will be able to rise to the top."

Prosperity?I just don't want to die.In here, the water is very deep...

Zhou Qingchen muttered in his heart.

The snake has its way, and the rat has its way.

The series of events that happened in Xianyang City made each family, faction, and family think differently.

There is only one point that everyone agrees on, the Loutai murder case and the Chang'an Junfu case must be related to enfeoffment and disputes between counties and counties.

Everyone has different choices, some choose to be wise and protect their own lives, some choose to speak up and speak out, and some choose to do the opposite—the admonition Ying Chengxi is not guilty.

While this undercurrent is surging and brewing in Xianyang City, it is ready to go.

The first emperor's order has arrived.

Tomorrow's court meeting will be divided into feudal and prefectural counties.

The next day, Xianyang Palace, Xianyang Hall.

The first emperor, wearing a crown that reaches the sky and a black uniform, sits high on the throne.

All the ministers arrived.

front row.

Left Prime Minister Kui Zhuang, Right Prime Minister Wang Wan, Guo Wei Liao, Wucheng Hou Wang Jian, Tong Wu Hou Wang Ben, Tingwei Li Si, Chang'an Jun Ying Chengyu...

In fact, the first emperor did not notify Ying Chengxuan to attend this court meeting, but Ying Chengxuan came on his own initiative.

This time Ying Chengxuan was sitting in front of the table, not going to sleep, resting his left arm and elbow on the table, looking around with his head supported on one hand, and occasionally glanced at Ying Zheng out of the corner of his eye.

To control me, do not notify me to go to court.Unload the mill and kill the donkey?Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?At the beginning, it was obviously you who wanted me to go to court.

I'll just sit here quietly and see what you want to send me away, Brother Huang.

The First Emperor: ...This scorpion is simply presumptuous!
He felt that he was being offended all the time, just like when he first became the King of Qin, he was scrutinized by the officials.

Forcibly suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Emperor Shihuang glanced down and swept the whole hall, and the bodies of the officials who were already sitting upright became even more upright!
"You gentlemen."

The first emperor's voice was quiet, not heavy, not loud, but it happened to spread throughout the Xianyang Hall.

"Is there anything to do?"

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