Of the two choices given by the First Emperor, although not everyone chose to let their descendants be enfeoffed overseas, the First Emperor's goal had been achieved.
What he wants is domestic stability and peace of mind for development.
As long as those ministers don't do things secretly, no matter how unwilling the remnants of the Six Kingdoms are, they won't be able to make much noise.
He believed that those remnants of the Six Kingdoms must be related to certain ministers.
Therefore, appeasing these ministers is more effective than suppressing the remnants of the rebellion of the Six Kingdoms.
As for whether he could fight overseas in the future, to be honest, the First Emperor had no idea. After all, such a long distance could not keep up with the army's logistics alone, let alone other things.
but.
You can’t just not do it just because you don’t know what to do, right?
When Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, although he was confident in his heart, he still had no idea how long it would take to destroy the six kingdoms.
But what's the result?
It took the Qin State less than ten years to destroy the six kingdoms, which was beyond everyone's expectation!
The purpose of drawing cakes is not to let people eat the cakes, but to give people hope!
Once people have hope, miracles can happen!
For example, there are always miracles in life. The same is true for ideals.
Regardless of whether the ministers believe in this cake or not, as long as they make a choice, this cake will be implemented.
The Great Council had laid the groundwork for "the matter of sealing the king overseas" and it went very smoothly. Almost as soon as Ying Zheng proposed a policy, he would pass it without much resistance.
When the meeting ended, all the ministers' faces were glowing, even more festive than during the Chinese New Year.
Ying Zheng took in everything and stood silently outside the palace gate, watching them leave.
Although they are not stupid, they are obsessed with authority.
After a while, Wei Liao came up and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, why are you doing this?"
"Do you disagree with my strategy?" Ying Zheng put his hands behind his back and asked without looking back, "Do you still disagree with your disciple's statement?"
"It's not that I disagree, but..."
"But what?"
Ying Zheng turned his head and looked at Wei Liao calmly.
Wei Liao's heart trembled, he sighed secretly, shook his head and said: "It's nothing, it's time for me to go to class with my disciples!"
"..."
Ying Zheng frowned, turned to look outside the palace, and asked calmly: "How about that kid?"
"If you are not a king, you can be worthy of a general. If you are a king, you are not as good as your Majesty." Wei Liao replied concisely and concisely.
Ying Zheng suddenly laughed, cursed "old fox" secretly, turned around and left Xianyang Palace.
Ten days later, the First Emperor's edict had been promulgated to the world, and the contents of the edict were posted in all four gates of Xianyang.
For a time, the streets of Xianyang City were deserted. Regardless of whether they were literate or not, Xianyang people crowded to the city gate to read the imperial edict of the First Emperor.
The First Emperor suddenly became curious, so he took Zhao Gao and a group of Black Ice Platform guards, dressed in disguise, and headed to the south gate of Xianyang.
Ever since he returned to Qin State as a hostage in Zhao State, the First Emperor had rarely been involved with the people. One was because he was too busy with government affairs, and the other was because he was afraid of being assassinated.
Now that the Six Kingdoms have been destroyed, there are fewer people who want to assassinate him, so they take some time off from their busy schedule to join in the fun.
When the carriage was about to arrive at the south gate, there was a huge crowd and it was impossible for carriages and horses to pass. Ying Zheng had no choice but to get off the carriage and enter a tavern owned by an old Qin man to hear what people said about him.
But when he walked into the tavern, he found that it was empty, with no one around, and he couldn't help but be filled with doubts.
At this moment, two young men came up to greet them and said with a smile: "Are the guests here to have a drink?"
"Is such a deserted tavern still a tavern?"
Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh.
A boy held the wine jar and muttered without raising his head: "Guests know very well, just sit back and wait for a while. In less than half an hour, our tavern will be full of seats and the wine jar will be empty!"
"Be bold!"
When Zhao Gao heard what the boy said, he scolded him and stepped forward to teach him a lesson.
Ying Zheng stopped him with a smile.
At this moment, an old man rushed into the tavern and shouted: "Quick, quick, quick! Go get a pen and write it down!"
"What are you writing about?" a boy tilted his head and asked.
The old man said excitedly: "Write about the thirty-six counties! Anyone who writes about it can go to Xianyang to take the examination and become an official! Those who write well will be crowned king!"
"this...."
The two young men were stunned when they heard what the shopkeeper said.
When the shopkeeper saw this, he slapped his thigh fiercely and yelled: "Why are you still standing there?! Take it quickly! Write it down and hang it on the wall! After a while, there were more people, and everyone was vying to say it, lest some people remember it. Don’t stop!”
"Oh oh oh, okay..."
One of the cleverer boys came to his senses and hurriedly went to get pen, ink and white cloth.
Soon, the old man spread the white cloth on the table and prepared to write.
But a few drops of ink fell on the white cloth, and he suddenly slapped his forehead and lamented: "Old man, I have such a bad memory, why did I forget it as soon as I said it?"
After that, he said to the boy: "Go to the street and ask for a gentleman!"
"Old man, there's no need to invite sir. I'll write it for you. How about changing a bowl of wine to drink?" Ying Zheng stepped forward with a smile.
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that there were a group of people standing in the tavern. He couldn't help but said with an embarrassed look on his face: "I have a small business, so I can't spare you all the money for drinks..."
"Hahaha!"
Ying Zheng raised his head and smiled, saying to himself that he was a businessman, but he was not angry and waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter, I will drink alone!"
"That's a good feeling! Okay! You can drink it alone, not to mention a bowl, just a jar!"
The shop owner was overjoyed and quickly handed Ying Zheng the writing brush: "Sir! Please!"
Ying Zheng smiled and picked up his pen, writing down the names of the thirty-six counties one by one, and then recorded all the national policies on the white cloth.
"color--!"
While Ying Zheng was writing, many people came to the tavern. When they saw what Ying Zheng had written, they all cheered.
Not long after, Ying Zheng put down his writing brush and shouted to everyone: "The thirty-six counties are just the initial division of the country. When the world is stable, more counties will be added!"
"In addition, the country will reform laws, abolish torture, rest with the people, and make up for the rewards for those who win the title. Elders will wait and see!"
"Your Majesty, ten thousand years! Great Qin, ten thousand years!"
As soon as Ying Zheng's words fell, everyone in the tavern bowed and shouted in the direction of Xianyang Palace.
The shop owner quickly ordered people to bring out the best wine to entertain Ying Zheng.
Just as Ying Zheng was about to drink with the people in the tavern, Zhao Hao walked in with Zhongxian, Yan Le and others.
"Your Majesty, this is Young Master Hao..."
Zhao Gao had sharp eyes, and at a glance he saw Zhao Hao walking into the tavern like a street kid, and shouted without raising his head: "Waiter, serve the wine!"
This traitor!
When Ying Zheng heard Zhao Gao's reminder, he immediately looked for help and his eyelids twitched.
At this time, Zhongxian and Yan Le were vaguely heard flattering Zhao Hao.
"Sir, you shouldn't have let that guy go just now, he actually dared to scold you!"
"Yes, young master, if you want someone to take care of him, he will not be able to get out of bed for half a month!"
"Oh! It doesn't matter!"
Zhao Hao waved his hand and said in an old-fashioned manner: "This Xianyang is our territory, why should we care about a mere unruly citizen? When we are full and full, we will settle the score with him!"
Good guy!
When did Xianyang become your territory? ?
This is my territory, okay!
Do you guys understand? !
Ying Zheng's face darkened and he couldn't help but look around.
Zhao Gao was smart this time and neither asked nor looked too much.
But Ying Zheng got angry and didn't care so much. He kicked him and said in a low voice: "Why are you still standing there? Go find a seat!"
