Eighth Young Master's Mansion!
Ying Ziye frowned.
My father had already rejected this matter before, but it wouldn't be a bad idea if we took action forcefully. It was just a group of businessmen and powerful people on the sidelines.
The worst case scenario is to kill everyone!
Since ancient times, national reforms have always been carried out without bloodshed. What's more, there has been a great victory in South Vietnam. This matter can also divert the internal conflicts within the country.
Xiao He's voice continued, saying: "As for the second point, the issue of military strength, perhaps it can be drawn from the fiefdoms of the powerful. They have many private soldiers and government guards."
Ying Ziye nodded slightly in approval.
Moreover, this move can be regarded as weakening the strength of those marquises in disguise, killing two birds with one stone!
"The third point is poisonous miasma, poisonous insects, warm weather, and problems with mountains, rivers, waterways and directions."
Ying Ziye waved his hand, and Gong Shuqiu came out.
"Master!"
Gongshu Qiu bowed respectfully and presented something.
It is composed of a wooden board and fine needle stones mounted on bearings. North and South are written on both sides of the board.
"This is called Sinan. It was made by Gongshuqiu. It can tell the direction and distinguish north from south!"
Ying Ziye said calmly, took Si Nan and turned it gently, and after a while the pointer returned to its original position.
Li Si looked at this scene and exclaimed that it was miraculous, and exclaimed: "This thing can not only be used in the southern border, but also in the northern border."
"This thing is simple to make. I will take it to the Shaofu, where it will be made in batches, and then transported to southern Xinjiang so that every officer can obtain it to guide the way."
Ying Ziye smiled lightly and said: "As for preventing soldiers from getting sick due to poisonous miasma, mosquito bites, acclimatization problems, etc., drug treatment and deworming are needed."
"And the waterways in South Vietnam are intertwined, so warships are needed. Da Qin was not good at shipbuilding before, but during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Qi's shipbuilding industry was developed, and Da Qin even purchased some from Qi."
"Now we can recruit shipbuilding craftsmen from Qi and hand them over to Gong Shuqiu to manage the shipbuilding."
Gong Shuqiu cupped his hands and said, "No!"
Swish, swish, swish!
Xiao He was writing on the side. On the white paper, he listed problems one by one and described how to deal with them.
"Sir, I've written it all down."
Xiao He presented the record sheet.
Ying Ziye glanced at it lightly, and then ordered: "Leave it to Wei Zhuang and Xiao He to arrange the manpower to purchase medicines."
"promise!"
Xiao He and Wei Zhuang cupped their hands.
The next day.
Ying Ziye took Jian Jiu to the Shaofu.
Now that he is in charge of the Shaofu, the Eighth Young Master's arrival has attracted the attention of everyone in the Shaofu.
They came to see him one after another.
In Xianyang Palace.
Zhang Han was originally wearing armor and serving as the commander of the Shadow Guards. After hearing the news, he had to change into his official robe and rush back to the Shaofu.
On the surface, he is the commander of the Shaofu, but secretly, he is the commander of the Shadow Guard.
It can be said that he wears many hats and has a busy business!
And in Xianyang City.
Xiao He and Wei Zhuang have already arranged manpower.
Purchase various medicinal herbs, as well as cinnabar, sulfur and other medicinal stones in Xianyang City.
The large-scale acquisition of drugs naturally attracted the attention of interested people.
The eldest son's mansion.
"oh?"
Young Master Fusu heard the news from his subordinates, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes. He summoned his cronies and said in a deep voice: "Go and send people to buy the herbs. Take as much as you can!"
He wanted to sabotage Ying Ziye. Since he couldn't receive the task, he would make it impossible for the other party to complete it either.
"promise!"
The confidant responded respectfully.
at the same time.
The Eighteenth Young Master's Mansion.
Young Master Hu Hai also received information from his subordinates.
"Ah!"
Young Master Hu Hai smiled softly, summoned his cronies, and ordered: "My Bage and others will buy whatever herbs they want, and you will lead them to buy whatever herbs they want."
“What they do, you learn.”
"Understand?"
The confidant chuckled and said respectfully: "I understand!"
He immediately said goodbye and left, taking the servants from the mansion to the city to learn from Xiao He, Wei Zhuang and others to purchase medicines.
Young Master Hu Hai smiled proudly.
It was noon.
Eight Young Master's Mansion.
Xiao He looked serious, frowned and hurried back with Wei Zhuang.
"Master!"
Xiao He bowed respectfully: "Mr. Wei Zhuang and I did a good job purchasing medicines."
"But suddenly for some unknown reason, as time went by, the number of drugs purchased every hour dropped significantly!"
Someone compete with them again!
Ying Ziye immediately understood what was going on.
"As expected, it should be my eldest brother and my eighteenth brother!"
Ying Ziye held the pearl of wisdom in his hand, his eyes sparkling.
He stretched out his palm meaningfully and carefully observed the palm prints, and finally gave it a firm squeeze.
He robbed the young master Fusu of the task of showing off his abilities again, and he could clearly see the resentful look in his eyes in the court hall.
Naturally, the other party couldn't let him go so easily.
And he will definitely make Young Master Fusu pay the price!
As for Hu Hai, it is easier to understand and imitate him.
The person under his command had infiltrated into the army and obtained some medication in advance for deworming. Ying Ziye knew this very well.
"Tiangang, order the bad guys to find out the whereabouts of those herbs that were snapped up!"
Ying Ziye smiled calmly and said, "You can go and observe Fusu and Hu Hai."
"promise!"
Yuan Tiangang responded respectfully.
Another day passed.
At Qingchen time, the sky is dawning.
A light cool breeze blew, and Ying Ziye, wearing a black robe and brocade clothes, led people into Xianyang Palace.
Above the court, civil and military officials arrived one after another.
Facing the majestic figure on the high platform, he bowed his head and kowtowed.
The First Emperor Ying Zheng looked neither sad nor happy, and asked calmly: "Ziye, has there been a solution to the task assigned to you? How is the progress?"
The words fell.
The courtiers and officials all looked at Ying Ziye with interest, looking forward to the answer.
Young Master Fusu raised the corners of his mouth, showing his pride.
Young Master Hu Hai observes his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.
He didn't care, he seemed to be thinking about something.
"Reply to Father!"
Ying Ziye cupped his hands and said with a faint smile, "I already have a countermeasure."
"The first point is that if the army is out on an expedition, if you want to have no shortage of food and grass for a long time, you can implement the system of stationing troops and farming."
After he finished speaking, the courtier asked in confusion.
"Eighth Young Master, what is the system of stationing troops and cultivating fields?"
Ying Ziye smiled lightly and explained the system of stationing troops and farming.
Suddenly, all the cultural relic officials in the court were shocked and amazed.
"Absolutely, this trick of the Eighth Young Master can not only solve the food problem in the border areas for a long time, but also save the labor of the people to transport the goods, and reduce the loss of food!"
"What a genius idea!"
Each of the ministers had bright eyes and thought carefully, but it was feasible.
But some people have raised questions.
"This method will take at least several months to be effective, and the border army cannot afford to wait."
"Yes, Eighth Young Master, the army cannot be replenished in a short period of time."
"Eight Young Master, I believe you must have something to add."
Everyone was talking and looking at Ying Ziye.
Ying Ziye did not give in and said directly: "The issue of food and grass in the short term can be dealt with through taxation."
"Businessmen buy when things are cheap, but they are expensive when they are expensive. They sell when they are expensive, and they are expensive when they are cheap. They turn around and sell to make a profit."
"In this way, I can accumulate tens of thousands of wealth and buy tens of thousands of acres of fertile land, just like the famous Tao Zhugong Fan Li, who once made three thousand pieces of gold and was as rich as the enemy!"
"Farmers work hard but only get five times the profit, while merchants sell jewelry and get about a hundred times the profit!"
"The empire can appropriately adjust some taxes and increase taxes on merchants."
"If you earn a hundred gold coins a year, you will receive thirty percent of the profit; if you earn a thousand gold coins a year, you will receive fifty percent of the profit!"
"And these commercial taxes can be used to purchase food to supplement the weak needs of the army."
He graded how and how much merchant taxes should be collected.
When the First Emperor Ying Zheng heard this, his eyes showed deep thought. When Xiao He proposed it before, he rejected it once.
But now in order to attack South Vietnam, and there is a great victory in southern Xinjiang, the crisis is resolved, so there is no need to worry too much.
"Can!"
The First Emperor Ying Zheng replied calmly.
"As for the second point, the issue of troop strength."
Ying Ziye breathed out lightly, his eyes blazing, and with murderous intent, he said in a deep voice: "In addition to absorbing the barbarians from the Baiyue Mountains and transforming them into a servant army, you can also recruit troops from the imperial marquis fiefs!"
The words fell quietly.
A look of deep thought appeared on the brows of the First Emperor Ying Zheng, his eyes were slightly condensed and flickering, and there was a trace of waves in his heart, and he secretly said: "Midnight..."
All the civil and military officials in the DPRK were shocked and shocked, especially some powerful people.
After all, this move directly affects the interests of some powerful people.
Even if Ying Ziye is the prince of the empire, he will die if he is not careful!
Even if he doesn't, I'm afraid he will never be able to be crowned king again.
And without the support of these powerful people, it will undoubtedly be self-defeating.
"Eighth Young Master, you are trying to harm our interests and others!
"It seems that the Eighth Young Master doesn't want to become the prince and ascend the throne to become the emperor!"
"Oh, why bother?"
Anger arose in the hearts of each of the powerful men, and their eyes were cold.
The First Emperor Ying Zheng remained silent, neither objecting nor agreeing.
Such an ambiguous attitude made many powerful people heave a sigh of relief.
As long as the attitude is not expressed on the spot, there is still room for relaxation.
Ying Ziye's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't care and continued: "The third point is that except for the temporary problem with the herbs, everything else has been resolved."
"What's the problem?"
First Emperor Ying Zheng asked aloud.
"It's just a trivial matter for some stupid people!"
Ying Ziye smiled lightly and said, "I can handle it."
Seeing that he was not going to say anything, the First Emperor Ying Zheng didn't ask any more questions and just nodded slightly.
