While scolding Li Mu, Ying Chengyu stood up and rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to catch Li Mu and teach him a lesson.
Li Si lamely stopped in front of Ying Chengyu.
"This is not Mr. Zhao Wu'an's fault, but Si's fault."
Ying Chengyu swayed from side to side, trying to chase Li Mu.
Li Si also swayed from side to side to block Ying Chengyu.
After swaying like this for two times, Li Mu had already left the hall and disappeared from everyone's sight without knowing where he was going.
"well!"
Pulling Li Si to sit in the guest seat.
Ying Chengyu first let out a deep sigh, and then said with a serious face: "The drunkard is my guest, but it was Chenglong's lax discipline that almost cost the Prime Minister Zuo his life. If the guest's fault is wrong, the master will bear it for him. If the Zuo Prime Minister has any complaints, , please use this sword to chop it into a dragon's head."
Pa~
Shaking his hands, he took off the sword from his waist.
Ying Chengyu smashed the sword and scabbard on the table next to Li Si with unparalleled sincerity.
Han Fei lowered his head silently.
Your Majesty, while you belittle the art, you use it to your heart's content.
Plop~
As soon as Li Si slipped out of his seat, he knelt down in front of Ying Chengyu.
"The fate of Lord Chang'an is the destiny of Great Qin. Even if thousands of Li Si die, it is not enough for Lord Chang'an! Please Lord Chang'an, please don't say such words again!"
Ying Chengyu hurriedly pulled Li Si to his feet. He pulled Li Si for a few times and then said hurriedly: "The left prime minister is a great talent and the foundation of Qin. Chengyu is just a straight man, how can he compare with the left prime minister."
Han Fei sighed as he listened to the two people's words.
It is better to go back to the house and continue writing "Han Feizi".
After half a cup of tea time has passed.
Ying Chengyu sat at the main seat and Li Si sat at the guest seat. The servant moved a chair for Han Fei and placed it between them.
Li Si looked at Han Fei, who was sitting steadily and there was nothing strange about him, and was slightly surprised.
Senior brother, don’t you think it’s inappropriate?
"I don't know what the purpose of Zuo Xiang's visit is. But there is someone who can help, Zuo Xiang, just speak."
Sitting on the wooden chair, Li Si lowered his head and clasped his hands, his words full of pleading: "Si wants his eldest son to go to Shangjun with the prince, and I ask Lord Chang'an to take care of him."
Ying Chengyu glanced at Han Fei, his eyes full of inquiry.
Did you tell Li Si that you were going to Shangjun?
But he saw Han Fei looking at him with the same questions in his eyes.
Have you told your junior brother that you have to go to Shangjun?
As soon as the two looked at each other, they knew that the other party had not told the matter.
"The Prime Minister has too many etiquettes, please relax."
Pressing down Li Si's cupped hand, Ying Chengyu said with a smile: "You can go and talk to my eldest nephew about this matter, Prime Minister Zuo, or you can talk to your Majesty. How did you find the Chang'an Lord's Mansion? I don't want to go to the bitter cold place in Shangjun." land."
It is unlikely that Li Si knew that Shiba went to Shangjun. He would have thrown his eldest son to Shangjun if it were not for the purpose of studying with Shiba.
It was probably because he wanted to hug his nephew's thigh, but there was no way he should have found me.
"You'er wants to join the army and go to the battlefield to make achievements."
"Um?"
"Um?"
Ying Chengyu and Han Fei widened their eyes at the same time.
Han Fei opened and closed his mouth. He stuttered and was not good at speaking, so he took a pen and paper to sketch.
As soon as Han Fei started writing, Ying Chengyu, who had no problem with his articulation, already expressed his feelings, this time without any pretense.
"You are the Zuo Prime Minister of the Great Qin Dynasty. Your eldest son wants to join the army? Does he have any crazy disease?"
…
Han Di, Yiyang.
Lu's jewelry store, back room.
Old God Lu Buwei was lying on the couch on the ground, rocking and enjoying himself.
According to modern calculations, this back room covers an area of two hundred square meters. Twenty-two people were sitting on chairs, surrounding Lu Buwei.
"All members of the Shangdang have settled in and are ready to be dispatched by the merchants."
"Huayang has enough manpower. If we want to subvert the business system here, we can do it in ten days."
"There are enough pigeons and falcons to ensure that news from various cities in South Korea can reach Yiyang within two days at most."
"..."
Twenty-two people reported the news in an orderly manner. After one person finished speaking, there was silence for ten breaths, and then the next person would continue to report.
Soon, all twenty-two people finished their reports and waited quietly for instructions from Lu Buwei, who was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes closed.
Not long after, Lu Buwei's eyes opened slightly and the rocking chair slowed down.
"Check how many fast horses in Xinzheng leave the city and how many enter the city. Report to me once a day."
"only."
"Summarize the food prices in each city, write them all on a piece of paper, and hand them to me every day."
"only."
"The amount of food that your Majesty has hoarded in Han is not considered noble. How long will it be enough to feed all the people in Han?"
"If we want to supply the entire Korean land, if we save food for the past ten years, we can feed the people of Korean land for a month."
"Huh? Is this true?"
As soon as the rocking chair stopped, Lu Buwei half stood up and stared at the young man who had just spoken.
"Listen clearly, I am talking about all the people in Han."
The young man is extremely serious.
"This is a conservative estimate, based on the fact that the Korean people have enough to eat. If we just want the Korean people to stay alive, they can last for two and a half months."
"Ah."
Lu Buwei laughed and shook his head, feeling that things were very funny.
"In that case, please take action. Collect the iron at a price twice as high as the market price. We will eat as much as we have."
After hearing Lu Buwei's words, the twenty-two people looked at each other.
Some frowned slightly, some looked suspicious, and some looked at Lu Buwei critically.
"If you have anything to say, let's make it clear here. After leaving this room, everyone must act according to my orders."
A man in green shirt, with eyes full of doubt and confusion, slapped the paper in his hand on his lap.
"The businessmen came from Xianyang and may not understand the situation in South Korea. The top ten iron ore mines in South Korea are all in our hands, and we are not short of iron."
Someone took the lead, and others spoke up one after another, speaking one word at a time.
“Together, the other iron ore mines in South Korea produce less than 10% of the iron produced by our iron ore mines.”
"The amount of iron produced in South Korea has far exceeded that of the iron smelting furnaces in various places. The amount of iron that the cement furnace can absorb. No matter how much iron is collected, it will be of no use in our hands."
"If merchants want to build weapons, they don't need to buy iron from outside. If they want to break the Korean market with iron prices, this is a delusion."
"Han is the land with the most iron ore in the world. In the past, the most powerful bows and crossbows in the world were all due to Korea's reputation. No matter how we purchase iron, we will never be able to finish it."
"Unless the power of the court is introduced to control all the iron mines in South Korea, South Korea will never be short of iron."
"Businessmen can use iron to break the situation, which is fine in other places, but it is not possible in Korea. In my opinion, it is better to collect grain. You can't live without food. Whoever seizes the food will have the right to speak."
"..."
Lu Buwei listened quietly to everyone's words and remained silent.
It wasn't until everyone talked for a quarter of an hour and their voices became quieter and quieter that Lu Buwei smiled.
"What's my number?"
"merchant."
Everyone responded.
"Some people call you by the wrong name in Chang'an Junfu, and some call you by the wrong nickname. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Just do as I say."
Well, after saying so much, this guest of the Lord didn’t listen at all. Han Di is different from Guanzhong!
With such stubbornness, it seems that this battle between Han and Di is going to be very difficult.
"only."
"only."
"only."
"..."
Everyone responded one after another and dispersed helplessly.
…
Xianyang, Guowei Mansion.
Zhao Gao drove four horses to pull the carriage and stopped in front of the Guowei Mansion.
Knock on the door of Guowei Mansion.
When the servant saw the four horses with shiny coats and extraordinary horses at the door, as well as the carriage with the black bird embroidered on it, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
Only Wang Jia can do this kind of configuration.
"Zhao Gao, the order of the CRRC Mansion, at the request of His Majesty, will deliver the Si Ma King's chariot to the Imperial Lieutenant."
Zhao Gao stood in front of the gate of Guowei's Mansion, raised his energy in his Dantian and spoke loudly, the sound could be heard for ten miles.
Correct typos first and later!
(End of chapter)
