Chapter 100 The First Emperor: This guy is so presumptuous!
"That night was the most unforgettable night as a father." Meng Wu stated slowly.
This general, who had been fighting for a lifetime and was not as famous as his father Meng Ao or his eldest son Meng Tian, looked at his two sons and sighed heavily.
My late king, if Wu brings Tian'er and Yi'er into the palace the next day, and becomes Young Master Xiu, then he will not suffer any misfortune.
"That vertical tube can actually make colored glaze! It's no wonder that 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 Chang'an Lord's Mansion. No wonder he was fined three years' salary, which is not enough.
Meng Yi looked sideways at Meng Tian in surprise: Don't you always scream like that?
Meng Tian explained: "Brother is just tired of people who are lucky enough to get in. Glazed glass is more expensive than jade, and its price is hard to estimate. Those who can make it with human power cannot be considered lucky people in any case."
Meng Yi nodded clearly to express his understanding.
"I, the Qin Dynasty, have been fighting for many years, and I have never worried about money and food. I am interested in internal history, not the internal history of Su. I have never thought about this problem in the past. But today I understand a little better. It should be someone who made the glass."
"Haha." Meng Wu looked at Er Ziyan and chuckled.
If it were back then, this leader of the generation with the least presence in the Meng family would have slapped his thigh and laughed.
The military commander who dared to joke wildly with the late king finally turned into the formal look he hated most at the beginning.
"What is dad laughing at?"
"Father?"
A question mark rose above both brothers' heads.
Meng Wu smiled and asked the second son, "If that's all, how can we say that Lord Chang'an is sinister and treacherous?"
"Isn't it weird to be able to create something as foreign as glass?"
"Isn't it sinister to use fake things to make money?"
The brothers were a little confused.
They heard a story from the past and felt that it was an eye-opener for them. They felt that the young Mr. Cheng was already sinister and cunning enough.
But the brothers heard what their father Meng Wu wanted, and it seemed that this was not the main force in the battle, but just the vanguard.
No, it's not even a forward, this should be the first row of soldiers in the forward.
There was a look of reminiscence on Meng Wu's face, and he unconsciously revealed the high-spirited smile from back then, as if he had seen the young master, who was privately called the Little King of Qin.
"At that time, my father and the late king, Lu Buwei, were all immersed in the joy of enriching the Qin Dynasty with colored glaze. But Master Cheng said: 'I did not make colored glaze to make a small fortune.'"
"Small wealth? Well, Lord Chang'an calls this a small fortune? This is wealth that can rival a country's wealth!" Meng Yi, who was slightly immature, couldn't help but interrupt Meng Wu and exclaimed.
Meng Wu was interrupted from recalling and glanced at his second son dissatisfied.
Meng Tian patted his younger brother on the head and said to Meng Wu: "Father, please continue."
"You should learn more from your brother." Meng Wu taught Meng Yi, and continued: "You both know how much glass is worth, it is comparable to jade. The peerless one can be compared to Heshi Bi."
The jade seal passed down from generation to generation, regarded by later dynasties as a guarantee of success, was made by the First Emperor using He's jade.
When the State of Zhao obtained He's Bi, the State of Qin was willing to exchange it for fifteen cities.
Although there is a conspiracy in this, the value of the two is not too different.
Jade and colored glaze are both valuable items. Overall, the value of the two is almost the same.
"Young Master Cheng, I want to divide the colored glaze into four grades: lower, middle, upper and extreme. The upper, middle and lower grades are distributed according to the wealth of each country. For example, Qi Fang is in the upper grade, Han is in the middle, Zhao is in the lower grade, etc. The standards are
, that is, to ensure that the local people are able to purchase it and are willing to purchase it."
"Start by putting a small amount in the six countries. The price is twice as low as the market price. Open up the exchange of goods for money, and all strategic materials such as grain and cloth can be valued at twice the value. With the price of colored glaze, the people of the six countries will rush to grab it.
Scattered all the family wealth, gave up food, cloth and other items, just to buy a piece of colored glaze."
"Isn't this just about making money?" Meng Yi muttered.
"The wealth of the six countries is all in the hands of the nobles. It is better to collect the wealth of the common people than to collect the wealth of the nobles." Meng Tian commented.
"Haha, this is the brilliance of Lord Chang'an. You have been roped around your neck without even realizing it."
Meng Wu chuckled, looking at the somewhat unconvinced faces of his two sons, and finished the rest of his words in one breath.
"The upper, middle and lower grades of colored glaze will be distributed among the people continuously and slowly. When the nobles and the royal family of the Six Kingdoms take a first look at the clues, they will release a small number that are absolutely equal to the nobles and royal families of the Six Nations. With the absolute grade in hand, how can they do it again?
Set your sights on the upper, middle and lower three-grade colored glazes?"
"In this way, we can not only collect the wealth of the nobles, but also buy a period of time. The water will flow slowly, and it will take less than three years. Half of the ten households in the Six Kingdoms will have glassware in their hands. All the food and cloth from the Six Kingdoms will be brought to Qin. By then,
Regardless of whether the six royal families or nobles reacted, it is already too late."
"Chang'an Lord will disperse all the colored glaze cast in the past three years to the six countries, and announce the method of making colored glaze to the world. Things are rare and valuable, and Chang'an Lord's move will definitely drive down the price of colored glaze to the lowest. This book
The glassware that the common people exchanged for a hundred stones of grain could not be exchanged for half a stone of grain. The market of the six countries collapsed, the gods could not save it, and the nobles and royal families of the six countries were powerless even if they wanted to."
"A stone of grain is worth a thousand pieces of gold. The people cannot afford to buy grain. In order to survive, they will end up selling their sons and daughters to exchange their sons for food. The six countries will become a hell on earth. In less than two years, the Qin State will
Collect supplies from the six countries and collect them from the six countries. That night, the late king held an urgent court meeting to delegate the matter to several ministers. In the end, the traitor Lu Buwei rejected the proposal with the four words "harming heaven and harmony."
Brothers Meng Tian and Meng Yi were stunned.
Use exquisite glass to make the world a hell.
Is it really a human being who can come up with such a vicious plan?
If I change my son and eat, I am afraid that I will never dare to see Lord Chang'an again in the future.
Meng Yi couldn't help but trembled violently as he thought about being used by Meng Wu to be used as food for others. There was a trace of fear in his eyes.
He can go to the battlefield and kill the enemy bravely without fear of life or death, but he cannot do it and watch others eat their babies.
"Why are we shelving this proposal? Rebellious traitors and rebellious ministers have ruined my five years of the Qin Dynasty! I have ruined countless sons and daughters!" Meng Tian snapped at the case and stood up with anger.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Chang'an Lord supports the Qin State with the Six Kingdoms. This plan is very good. Chang'an Lord is a great talent in managing the world and benefiting the people. Why didn't my father tell me earlier? If I had known earlier
, how could you neglect Lord Changan in the slightest these years?"
"If it weren't for the fact that the Loutai case was so confusing and the palace of Lord Li Si of Chang'an was shrouded in mist, I wouldn't have informed you today. In the past, it was of no use to you if you knew about it. It only added to your troubles. Lord Chang'an didn't care about your attitude towards it either. You two Please remember not to participate in criticizing Lord Chang'an."
Meng Wu looked up at the sky. In his eyes, in the blue sky, there was a wrinkled and unhappy child.
"Hahaha, Meng Wu, if Gu is no longer around in the future, you should be optimistic about Gu's little Prince Qin, he is very angry."
"King for ten thousand years!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? You are an imperial doctor? You have lived longer than Gu Gu. For Gu Gu... take good care of Xiu'er... Don't let him be wronged..."
"……only!"
Kings……
Wu will not break his promise this time...
Meng Ao, the veteran of the Meng family's Dinghai Shenzhen, came at some unknown time. After listening to the father and son's conversation at the door, he walked back to his house step by step, one foot deep and one foot shallow.
This veteran general of the Qin Kingdom, who even bowed to the God of War Wang Jian when he saw him, acted like a child, muttering as he walked.
"It's not easy to brag about a bad plan. You guys know how to fight. Lord Chang'an is the best at fighting. If Lord Chang'an didn't let me tell you, Nai Gong would scare you. I know a lot of Lord Chang'an's secrets... Humph! A group of just A rat that can hide in a hole still wants to do harm to Lord Chang'an, but all ignorant rats are seeking death!"
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Doctoral Department.
A bunch of ignorant rats, seeking death without knowing it.
Zhou Qingchen sneered in his heart, but his face was full of warmth and warmth.
In front of him was a group of doctors who were clamoring to file a memorial to criticize Ying Chengyu for Tingwei Zuojian.
Led by two legalist doctors and assisted by doctors from hundreds of other schools, there were probably more than twenty people gathered together.
Except for Confucian doctors, the Doctoral Office does not participate. Basically, representatives from all schools participate, such as doctors of immortality, doctors of dream science, doctors of Taoism, etc.
"Qingchen, it's your turn."
A doctor held a pen and a scroll of bamboo slips and placed them in front of Zhou Qingchen.
Zhou Qingchen first took the pen and pretended to sign the memorial that criticized Ying Chengyu.
As soon as he dropped an ink dot, Zhou Qingchen suddenly realized: "You all are Ph.D.s, Qingchen is just a servant, how can I sign with you? When Qingchen returns home, he will write another letter and attach it to the memorial in the office. .It can not only make your reputation stronger, but also won’t humiliate the doctors.”
The doctor was very impressed by what he said.
"No matter where you are, our interactions are all based on our intentions. Doesn't it matter how big or small our official position is?"
As the doctor spoke, he naturally took the brush from Zhou Qingchen's hand.
"Then Qingchen, are you going back to your house to write now?"
"promise."
Zhou Qingchen returns home.
He ordered his servants to prepare food and called the only guest he supported. They sat down together and ate together.
"I have surrendered to you, and you have treated me very kindly. I will eat whatever you eat, and I will sleep wherever you sleep. Please give me a chance to repay your kindness." The guest 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 host and guest, but we are actually classmates. Why should we do this?"
"It is inhumane to receive favors from others without thinking of repaying them!"
"Okay, okay, I really have something to tell someone recently. If I don't want to say it out loud, I'll talk somewhere else."
The guest then 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 on the tower, and Li Si's trip to Chang'an Jun's Mansion, but instead of arresting Ying Chengyu, he arrested Tingwei Zuojian.
I talked about the impact of the incident again.
The Prime Minister, Jiu Qing, Guo Wei and others are keeping their troops stationary and focusing on their own thoughts, and there will be no sudden changes for the time being.
A large group of doctors from the Doctoral Department want to jointly petition to complain for Tingwei Zuojian and demand severe punishment for Ying Chengqiu.
Moreover, the doctor's office originally asked him to sign, but he did not sign and ran home because of his inconsistent status.
The guest thought for a moment, then came up and pulled Zhou Qingchen to leave.
Zhou Qingchen refused and said, "Why are you pulling me?"
"The Prime Minister, Jiu Qing, Guo Wei, etc. are all highly respected ministers with an annual salary of two thousand dan, so there is no need to worry. But Your Majesty, you are just a servant, how can you compare with the Prime Minister and others? You cannot stand still."
"Let go first." Zhou Qingchen shook off the guest's hand, shook it, and said with a smile: "In your opinion, should I sign my name on that memorial?"
"Of course, Tingwei Zuojian's salary is one thousand dan per year, so it's okay to hand him over. Your Majesty is worried that people will be shallow and shallow, so he doesn't want to write with other doctors, but I don't think so. Of all the doctors, only Your Majesty is a servant.
Don't you show your sincerity even more? If Tingwei Zuojian rescues you, you will have a good relationship. If Tingwei Zuojian does not come out, the law will not punish everyone, and you will have no hindrance. Such things are beneficial and have no harm, your Majesty
Why not do evil?"
Zhou Qingchen sat down again and said with a smile: "I don't sign with them because I don't want to get angry. Why should I feel inferior to a group of ignorant people? Not only do I not remonstrate with them, I also want to remonstrate alone.
Your Majesty, please pardon Lord Chang'an for his innocence!"
The guest was very puzzled and said: "What do you mean by this?"
"Think about it, the tower is a government institution, why does Lord Chang'an dare to act unscrupulously on the tower? Doesn't he know that this is against Qin law?"
"Then Shuzi always behaves like this, doesn't he?"
"Have you ever heard that he ordered people to kill people before?"
The doorman thought for a while, shook his head and said, "This has never happened before."
"That's it. Zhang Han is a lieutenant general among the nine ministers and the person who protects the palace. Do you really think he can take the general out of the palace without His Majesty's order?"
The retainer's eyes widened and he said: "Your Majesty said that Zhang Han was sent by your Majesty!"
"Of course."
"Why did Your Majesty send a lieutenant to kill for that Shuzi? Does he have such a preference for Shuzi?"
"Why aren't those Shuzi and Zhang Han killing people for His Majesty?" Zhou Qingchen said with a see-through smile on his face: "Those people are what Your Majesty wants to kill!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Then why did Your Majesty kill those four nobles?"
"Why, this question gets to the point. Although those people belong to different families, they have something in common. They all serve in the same military camp."
The retainer was still puzzled and said: "Serving in the same military camp? What does this have to do with killing them?"
"Because they have done some things that are very inconsistent with Qin law..."
The retainer took over the words: "Since it is against Qin's law, your Majesty will just kill him directly. Why send the Zhonglang general again, arrange for the Zhuzi to make a big fuss on the balcony, and arrest the Zhonglang general."
"I can't tell you this... Since you want to repay my kindness and your calligraphy is better than mine, just polish your ink and copy out the memorial for me."
"only."
The doorman responded.
Go and prepare your own writing brush, bamboo slips, inkstone, and ink blocks.
The servant cut off a small piece of the ink block and put it into the inkstone, poured a little water into it, and congratulated Zhou Qingchen while grinding the ink.
"If you do what Your Majesty likes, you will be able to achieve success with His Majesty's good fortune."
I just don't want to die. The water is very deep here...
Zhou Qingchen thought silently in his heart.
Snakes have snake paths, rats have rat paths.
A series of events that happened in Xianyang City made every family, faction, and household think differently.
There is only one thing that everyone agrees on: the murder on the terrace and the case of the Chang'an Junfu must be related to the enfeoffment and the dispute between counties and counties.
Everyone has different choices, some choose to be prudent and protect themselves, some choose to speak out and remonstrate, and some choose to do the opposite - remonstrating will lead to no guilt.
This undercurrent is surging in Xianyang City, brewing, and gaining momentum.
The order from the First Emperor has arrived.
There will be a meeting tomorrow to determine the enfeoffments and prefectures and counties.
The next day, Xianyang Palace, Xianyang Palace.
The First Emperor wears a crown that reaches the sky and a black crown, sitting high on the throne.
All the ministers have arrived.
Front row.
The prime minister on the left is Wei Zhuang, the prime minister on the right is Wang Wan, the state captain is Wei Liao, the Marquis of Wucheng is Wang Jian, the Marquis of Tongwu is Wang Bi, the Ting Lieutenant is Li Si, and the Lord of Chang'an is Ying Chengyu...
In fact, the First Emperor did not notify Ying Chengyu to attend this court meeting. Ying Chengyu came on his own initiative.
Ying Chengyu was sitting in front of the desk this time. He was not sleeping anymore. He put his left elbow on the desk and propped his head on one hand, looking around. From time to time, he glanced at Ying Zheng out of the corner of his eye.
You want to control me, but you don't notify me to go to court. Kill the donkey? Cross the river and burn the bridge? It was you who wanted me to go to court in the first place.
I just sit here quietly and see what the emperor wants to do when you send me away.
The First Emperor:...This guy is so presumptuous!
He felt that he was constantly offended, just like when he first became King of Qin and was looked at by the officials.
Forcibly suppressing the discomfort in his heart, the First Emperor glanced down at the entire palace. The ministers' bodies, which were already sitting upright, became even more upright!
"Everyone."
The voice of the First Emperor was not loud, heavy, or loud, but it was able to spread throughout the Xianyang Hall.