Chapter 309: Destroy the Xiongnu without any bloodshed!
After receiving His Majesty the First Emperor's permission, Liu Bai happily retired.
This is the first time for the Baijia Forum to be held. It seems that it is just to select a suitable candidate to serve as the director of the library, but in fact it is to promote these ideas to the people of Great Qin.
This kind of publicity will also encourage people's love for Qin from the side.
The reason why a country is a country is not because an amazing and talented person appears and conquers all these lands.
But...the recognition in people's hearts!
The Qin Dynasty collapsed thirteen years after its founding. The fundamental reason was that the people of the Old Six Kingdoms did not recognize it from the bottom of their hearts.
Although Liu Bai did a series of things to strengthen this sense of identity, he also understood that it was too difficult to change this kind of ideological thing.
Time is the best answer, but what Da Qin lacks is time.
What Liu Bai wants to do is to use Baijia Forum to make up for time!
"Fusu,"
"Cheer."
At this moment, the voice of His Majesty the First Emperor sounded from the high platform.
It was these two calls that made the entire court feel refreshed!
coming!
Today’s highlight is finally here!
"My son is here."
"My son is here!"
Fusu and Yingche both came out of the queue and stood in the center of Qilin Hall.
One person wears a ring around his waist, has a gentle face, and is a graceful and graceful jade master who stands alone in the world.
He has a handsome appearance, polite manners and at the same time, you can see the intelligence in his eyes.
"Seven days ago, I ordered you two to write "Pingrong Policy". Today, the seven-day deadline has come. Do you two have any opinions?"
His Majesty the First Emperor spoke calmly, with only slight emotional fluctuations in his eyes.
Everyone knows that His Majesty still has expectations in his heart.
After hearing these words, all the ministers in the Qilin Hall couldn't help but suppress their breathing.
It’s so crucial!
It is not certain whether this question will involve the national policy towards the Huns, but it will certainly be related to the future position of the Crown Prince of Qin!
These days, their ministers are eager to find out, but no one really dares to inquire.
The reason is very simple. If an ordinary minister encounters this kind of thing, he will die!
Fusu and Yingche looked at each other, both showing humility.
"Brother, the elders and the younger are in order. Please go first."
Ying Che smiled and showed some humility.
This sentence made sense. Fusu nodded slightly, then stepped forward, took out a long piece of paper from his sleeve, and handed it to Dunruo with both hands.
"Father, I am the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty, and the way is prosperous, and the world is at peace! No barbarian in the eight wastelands dares to disrespect Qin's orders."
"The Xiongnu have lived in the north for generations. The desert is vast and it is difficult to conquer them. Their leader, Shanyu, although he is subject to the power of our Qin Emperor, he still hopes to plunder the northern territory of our Qin Dynasty every autumn and winter!"
"My minister carefully investigated the reason and found that it was due to the Xiongnu's lack of utensils and food shortage. Moreover, they plundered our border with Qin Dynasty at a very small price, so they continued to do so for many years."
Fusu spoke loudly.
After saying these words, all the ministers nodded slightly.
It was obvious that the eldest son had done his homework.
Ordinary people may not even be able to see clearly the nature of the Xiongnu's invasion. In fact... the Xiongnu's approach is...'doing business'!
They spent a small part of their lives to plunder the Qin Dynasty, and after obtaining supplies, they returned to the grassland to survive the severe winter.
"In that case, I, Da Qin, should do two things!"
Fusu said in a deep voice: "First, the construction of the Great Wall cannot be wasted, the establishment of pavilions cannot be delayed, and the reinforcement of troops cannot be short-lived! These three things will strengthen the power of our border and make the Xiongnu fearful!"
"Second..."
A trace of hesitation flashed in Fusu's eyes.
Speaking of this second point of view will definitely cause an uproar, but... this is really a good strategy that he has thought hard for so many years!
"My son, I sincerely request my father to open the mutual market!"
"On the Xiongnu grassland, there are herds of cattle and sheep, and mutual trade has been opened. They trade cattle, sheep, war horses, fodder and other items with our great Qin."
"In the mutual market, goods must be strictly regulated! Ironware cannot be sold, food must be strictly limited, farm tools cannot be sold, and craftsmanship cannot be taught!"
"Moreover, Prime Minister Liu's house has tea craftsmanship, which can also open up mutual markets! On the grassland, eating too much meat is fishy, and the clear oil of tea leaves is enough to drive the Huns crazy."
"If you do this, after three generations, the Xiongnu will definitely surrender the power of Qin!"
After Fusu said what he said, the expressions of everyone in the Qilin Hall changed!
The civil servants all had expressions of contemplation on their faces, mixed with some pain.
As for the general, he was already filled with indignation at this moment, and his eyes were full of anger!
This is....
compromise? ! ! !
How did the old Qin people survive? He fought with barbarians like Xirong, pressed down the land bit by bit, and survived.
hard,
These two words have been flowing in the blood for hundreds of years!
Now Fusu actually wants to trade with barbarians like the Xiongnu?
In their eyes, the Huns are not human beings at all. Would you do business with an animal?
Fusu's suggestion even fundamentally goes against the bloody nature of the old Qin people!
"Master Fusu, if you look down on me, a general of Great Qin, please tell me straight away. I will kill myself in front of the palace!"
"Old Qin people can't talk, they can only swing swords! If we want to trade with each other, Qin Jian can't talk about it until we cut it off!"
"Your Majesty, the last general..."
"Ah! Jiujiao Lao Qin, how can you bow to the barbarians!"
"..."
A series of roars sounded.
Fusu's face was extremely ugly! But he didn't make any excuse.
On the contrary, Liu Bai looked at Fusu with a little more meaning in his eyes.
This Mr. Fusu...
Really progress!
No... It can even be said that Fusu... has found the most economical and affordable way to destroy the Xiongnu that best preserves the development of Qin's national power!
mutual market,
These two words can make the Huns die!
These ministers and generals don't understand, but Liu Bai understands!
In essence, the Xiongnu were asking for food, and Hushi gave them this food, but also broke the bones of the Xiongnu people!
After three generations, the Huns may not be able to hold a sword. Such is the nature of cultural fusion.
and....
Liu Bai's eyes flashed with brilliance.
As long as one thing is added to this mutual market, the Xiongnu will be doomed: buying sheep at a high price! Whether it is sheep skin, sheep bones, mutton, or live sheep. Only sheep, not cattle!
The viciousness of this article made even Liu Bai himself shudder!
Sheep are very special creatures: they eat grass roots!
Sheep are grazing all over the grassland, and after three generations, there will be no grassland!
Destroy the Xiongnu without any bloodshed!
Fusu... he has grown!
"There's so much noise in the Qilin Hall, how unbecoming it is!"
At the critical moment, Li Si stood up and scolded these civil servants and generals who resisted fiercely.
The majesty of being the head of hundreds of officials is really not fake.
Fusu lowered his head and gritted his teeth.
Although he felt pain in his heart,...he didn't regret saying this.
This was the only way he found to deal with the Huns without disturbing the people.
"Che'er, what about your "Ping Rong Ce"?"
