"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.
The late king, Ruowu brought Tian'er and Yi'er into the palace the next day. If you become a young master, you will not suffer 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 tower 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. Something." Meng Yi said in shock.
"Call Chang'an Jun." Meng Tian reminded his younger brother Meng Yi.
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 years, and I have never worried about money and food. I am engaged in internal history, not governing internal history. I have never thought about this problem in the past. 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 person he hated the most.
"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 a foreign object like Liuli?"
“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 Qin King.
"Back then, my father and the late king, Lu Buwei, were all immersed in the joy of making Liuli rich in Qin Dynasty. But Master Cheng Yu said: 'I didn't make Liuli just to make a little 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 the right one to ascend the throne, was made by the First Emperor using He's jade.
When the State of Zhao got 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, and the overall 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 divided into three grades according to the wealth of each country. For example, Qi puts the upper grade, Han puts the middle grade, Zhao puts the lower grade, etc. The standards are , that is, to ensure that the local people have the ability to buy it and are willing to buy it."
"Start by putting a small amount in the six countries. The price is twice as low as the market price. Open to exchange goods for money, and 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 continue to be distributed slowly among the people. When the nobles and royal families 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 Kingdoms. With Jue and others in hand, how can they do it again? Focus on the upper, middle and lower third-grade colored glaze?"
"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 go to Qin. By then, Regardless of whether the six royal families or nobles reacted, it was 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. Rare things are precious, and Chang'an Lord's move will definitely drive down the price of colored glaze to the lowest. This book is The glassware that the 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 for food. The six kingdoms 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 to discuss it. In the end, the traitor Lu Buwei rejected the proposal with the four words "harming the sky and harming the sky."
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'm afraid I won't dare to see Lord Chang'an again in the future.
Meng Yi couldn't help but shuddered when he thought that Meng Wu had been used to make food for others, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
He can go to the battlefield and kill the enemy bravely, without fear of life and death, but he cannot do it and watch others eat their babies.
"Why are you shelving this proposal? You are traitors and rebellious ministers. You have ruined five years of our Qin Dynasty! You have ruined countless of my sons and daughters!" Meng Tian snapped at the case and got angry.
"The plan of Lord Chang'an to support Qin with six kingdoms is a great one. Lord Chang'an 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 I have neglected Lord Chang'an in the past few years?"
"If it weren't for the fact that the Loutai case was so confusing and the whole group of Lord Li Si's Chang'an Mansion 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 must be optimistic about Gu's little Prince Qin, he is very angry."
"King for ten thousand years!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you an imperial doctor? You have lived longer than Gu, so for 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, arrived 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 old 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 so easy to brag about a bad plan. You guys know how good Chang'an Jun is in fighting. If Chang'an Jun didn't let me tell you, Nai Gong would scare you. I know a lot of Chang'an Jun'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 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 something: "You all are Ph.D.s, Qingchen is just a servant, how can he 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 the official position is?"
As the doctor said this, he naturally took the brush from Zhou Qingchen's hand.
"Then Qingchen, are you going back to the house to write now?"
"promise."
Zhou Qingchen returned home.
He ordered his servants to prepare food and called the only guest he supported. They sat together and ate together.
"I surrendered to you, and you 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 do we have to do this?"
“It is inhumane to receive favors from others without thinking of repaying them!”
"Okay, okay, I really have something to tell people recently. If I don't want to vomit it, I can talk somewhere else."
The doorman 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. Instead of arresting Ying Chengyu, he arrested Tingwei Zuojian.
I talked about the impact of things again.
The Prime Minister, Jiu Qing, Guo Wei and others are keeping their own thoughts and will not make any changes for the time being.
A large group of doctors from the Doctor's Department want to jointly petition to appeal for injustice for Tingwei Zuojian and demand severe punishment for Ying Chengxu.
Moreover, the doctor's office originally asked him to sign, but he did not sign and ran home because of his inconsistent status.
The doorman 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 the 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, which memorial should I sign?"
"Of course, Tingwei Zuojian's salary is one thousand dan per year, so I can hand it over to you. Your Majesty is worried that someone will be shallow and shallow, so you don'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, your Majesty will have a good relationship. If Tingwei Zuojian does not come out, the law will not punish everyone, and your Majesty will not be hindered. Such things are beneficial and have no harm, Your Majesty Why not be 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 have 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 Chang'an Lord dare to act unscrupulously on the tower? Doesn't he know that this is against Qin law?"
"Then Shuzi always behaves like this?"
"Have you ever heard that he ordered people to kill people before?"
The doorman thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "This has never happened."
"That's it. Zhang Han is a lieutenant among the Nine Qings, the one who guards the palace. Do you really think he can take the lieutenant 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 the 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 are the people His Majesty wants to kill!"
"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 asked: "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 and said: "Since it is against Qin's law, then your Majesty will kill him directly. Why send General Zhonglang again, arrange for that Zhuzi to make a big fuss on the balcony, and arrest General Zhonglang."
"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 please your Majesty, you will be able to achieve success with your Majesty's good fortune."
A meteoric rise? I just don't want to die. The water is very deep here...
Zhou Qingchen thought silently in his heart.
Snakes have snake ways, rats have rat ways.
A series of events that occurred in Xianyang City caused various factions and families to think differently.
There is only one thing that everyone agrees on. The murder on the terrace and the case of Chang'an Junfu must be related to the feudal feud 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 ready to go.
The order from the First Emperor has arrived.
There will be a meeting tomorrow to determine the enfeoffments 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.
Prime Minister Wei Zhuang on the left, Prime Minister Wang Wan on the right, Lieutenant of the State Wei Liao, Marquis of Wucheng Wang Jian, Marquis of Tongwu Wang Bi, Ting Yu Li Si, Chang'an Jun 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. He glanced at Ying Zheng from the corner of his eye from time to time.
If you want to control me, you won't notify me to go to court. To kill the donkey? Burning bridges? It was obviously you who asked 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 hall. The ministers' bodies, which were already sitting upright, became even more upright!
"Gentlemen."
The voice of the First Emperor was not loud, not heavy, not loud, but it happened to spread throughout the Xianyang Hall.
"Is there anything you can do?"
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