A few days later!
Xianyang!
The news reported by Ying Ziye was transmitted to the First Emperor's Dragon Table Copywriting.
The First Emperor Ying Zheng looked at the above information with a cold look on his face.
The letter states that there is currently no conclusive evidence directly pointing to the Guanzhong clan. In addition, other people have been found to have colluded with the Guanzhong clan and are currently under investigation.
Looking at the above-mentioned information, the First Emperor looked angry, and his heart was burning with anger.
"Such a thing happened in Yingchuan, which is so close to Xianyang. Wouldn't it be even more ridiculous if it were farther away!"
"Somebody come!"
Zhang Han walked forward quickly, bowed and said: "Your Majesty."
"Preach the will of the widow, take responsibility for Meng Tian, and be sure to protect Ye'er's safety!"
"In addition, order the guards to mobilize the imperial army in front of the court! I must kill them to show off their majesty!"
"promise!"
It's time!
Xianyang Palace, early morning.
The civil and military officials sensed an unusual feeling inexplicably, and their whole bodies seemed to be suppressed by invisible forces.
Outside the palace, there are obviously more black armored men, holding long swords, and the iron-blooded evil spirit is lingering.
The civil and military officials and ministers stood in the main hall in silence, looking at each other in astonishment.
"Your Majesty is here!"
Then the trumpet sounded.
The First Emperor, carrying the Emperor's Sword at his waist, climbed to the high platform with tiger strides, showing his authority without anger!
"This is how you eat the emperor's salary and share the emperor's responsibilities. This is the pillar of the country!?"
boom!
The first emperor Ying Zheng smashed a bamboo slip on He Yousheng, a senior official in the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
The bamboo slips came with huge impact force, instantly making him unstable and he fell to the ground.
But when he saw that it clearly recorded his corruption and perversion of the law, he looked shocked and kept kowtowing: "Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare your life. I know my mistake!"
"snort!"
The First Emperor snorted coldly, with an angry look on his face, and said with a mocking smile: "Spare your life, how can you be worthy of the people of the world who were oppressed to death by you!"
Thumb thump thump!
The First Emperor walked to the court with steps like the wind!
The imperial sword in his hand was taken out of its scabbard!
With a wave of the long sword, cold light pierced the air, and the sharp blade instantly chopped off He Yousheng's head.
"Somebody come!"
The First Emperor Ying Zheng glared at the ministers of the court and ordered: "Bring the minister Sicang and the sergeant Sinong...all of them to me and behead them outside the palace!"
"Here!"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
The officials whose names were read hurriedly knelt down and prayed.
But the First Emperor Ying Zheng turned a deaf ear.
A group of Daqin black armored soldiers rushed over from outside the palace and directly captured the ministers such as Dr. Sicangxia, Sergeant Sinong and others.
The ministers and officials who had enjoyed great glory in the past were all in tears and kept crying and begging.
The officials were all panic-stricken!
The black armored men of Da Qin dragged all the ministers out of the hall like pigs.
Pfft, pfft!
The sword cuts off the head!
The sound of crying and shouting disappeared immediately, and only the smell of blood came to the nostrils, which immediately made all the civil and military officials in the hall tremble with fear and turn pale.
The First Emperor looked around at the civil and military forces of the DPRK!
As far as the eye could see, no one dared to look at him!
"Li Si, please arrange for the next batch of officials to be appointed to Yingchuan!"
"Here!"
Li Si bowed his hands and bowed.
The court meeting dispersed, and the civil and military officials left one by one without leaving their homes.
at night!
The night was dark, with only the bright moon in the sky.
Guanzhong clan, in the Li family's mansion.
Li Xu, the head of the Li family, looked heavy and let out a long sigh.
It was the Yingchuan County Sheriff whom he promoted, but now the Eighth Young Master found out his crime and killed him directly.
After learning about this from the court, Li Xu couldn't help but worry, and secretly sighed: "It's not terrible if a county guard dies. What's terrible is that it delays that person's important event!"
In the room, the lights flickered.
A black shadow suddenly arrived, wearing armor, extremely powerful, and full of ferocious aura.
Li Xu instantly felt great terror, his heart beat violently, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "Li Xu pays homage to the general!"
"The Marquis is aware of what happened in Yingchuan County, but the issue of casting money cannot be stopped, and the issue of soldiers and horses cannot be stopped!"
General Fierce said coldly: "Otherwise, you will be useless!"
Li Xu bowed his hands, not daring to refute at all, and said respectfully: "Of course I won't let the Marquis down!"
"Um!"
General Jisha nodded with satisfaction and said, "As for the Eighth Young Master, the Marquis will handle it himself."
After saying that, he turned around and left, disappearing into the hazy night.
"well……"
Li Xu let out a long breath and raised his sleeve to wipe his forehead, soaked in cold sweat.
The sun rises in the east and the sky becomes bright.
Yingchuan County City!
Ying Ziye was sitting in the county government office at the moment, handling matters in Yingchuan.
The remaining officials walked through the streets and alleys, went into Liting townships, collected information from the people, and then came to the government offices to sort out matters such as household transfers.
But when Ying Ziye saw the high price of official salt, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Since it's so high, a bushel of salt costs six hundred cents!"
Although the difference is only 600 cash, under normal circumstances, an adult man can only earn 900 cash in a month.
This shows how huge the gap is.
The supply was still in short supply and shipments were too small, so the Guanzhong clan took the opportunity to mine, refine and sell salt on their own.
As a result, it occupied the salt industry market of the Qin Empire on a large scale.
"The price of official salt is too high, and the supply is too small!"
Ying Ziye frowned. Salt is a necessity for human beings.
Not eating salt will cause edema all over the body, obvious fatigue, poor appetite, and relatively slow energy and reaction!
What's more, most of this matter is in the hands of the clan.
Once the empire breaks with the clan, the empire will be controlled everywhere!
But if this matter can be solved, it will undoubtedly break an arm of the clan!
The official on the side said: "I am reporting to the Eighth Young Master, it is not that the official salt is unwilling to lower the price, but that the cost is too high!"
"It is too difficult to refine well salt. It takes ten stones of seawater to extract one bucket of fine salt. It takes ten stones of green salt mine to extract three stones of coarse salt."
"Twenty stones of red salt can be extracted into five stones of blue salt."
"Furthermore, coarse salt contains toxins and is usually only used to feed livestock, but ordinary people who cannot afford well salt have to eat this."
"As for red salt, it must not be eaten. Anyone who eats it will die!"
Listen to the officials explain and the dangers of red salt.
Ying Ziye pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Order to prepare a large amount of green salt mines and arrange for the salt refiners to come!"
"Here!"
The officials bowed and retreated, going to follow Ying Ziye's instructions.
