Qin Heng smiled gratefully at him, stretched out his hand to take the ginseng tea, and drank it.
The tea was moderately warm, and a stream of heat flowed down the throat into the abdomen, and the coldness in the whole body dissipated a lot in an instant.
He handed the tea cup to Zhao Gan, looked at Emperor Qin and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Make your father laugh."
"You, that's fine, but you don't care about your body."
Emperor Qin looked like there was nothing he could do.
"My son, I know I was wrong, and I will pay more attention to it in the future."
"Well, my father called me today to tell you about the progress of digging the canal."
"My father has appointed the prime minister to take charge of this matter and has begun preparations. Construction will begin as soon as spring arrives."
"You came up with this method. Father wants to ask you, but do you have anything to add?"
Qin Heng's eyes moved, with a hesitant expression on his face.
"It's okay. If you have anything to say, feel free to say it." Emperor Qin noticed the look on his face and waved his hand.
"Back to my father, I would like to ask how the prime minister plans to start the construction?" Qin Heng raised his head and asked.
"The Prime Minister just submitted a memorial yesterday, which contains the plan to dig the canal. Take a look."
Emperor Qin picked up a memorial on the table and handed it to Zhao Gan.
Zhao Gan quickly took the memorial and came over.
Qin Heng took the memorial and opened it. The handwriting on it was clear and vigorous. In terms of calligraphy alone, this was the best calligraphy he had ever seen.
Qin Heng looked carefully and saw that the entire process of digging the canal was explained above.
As written above, after measuring the distance, find the best route, excavate it in sections, and finally connect it to Yujiang River.
There was a lot written on it, and it could be said to be very detailed. Qin Heng nodded sometimes and frowned sometimes.
After reading the entire memorial for a long time, he gently closed it and looked thoughtful.
Emperor Qin just looked at him quietly without making any noise.
After a moment, Qin Heng's voice sounded in the hall.
"Back to my father, this memorial is quite detailed. It can be seen that the prime minister spent a lot of time, but..."
As he spoke, he paused, with a trace of embarrassment on his face.
"But what?" Emperor Qin asked curiously.
Qin Heng thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "But I think it's inappropriate to move in sections."
"Although this will increase the speed of excavation, there will be some confusion in jurisdiction, and the canal passes through many counties, which will also cause some inconvenience in communication."
Emperor Qin nodded. He had also seen these problems, so he was still a little worried. If this method was followed, corruption among ministers might occur.
The hustle and bustle in the world is all for your benefit!
There are very few officials who are not greedy, it's just a question of how much, and he understands this.
"Then do you have a better way?"
"My son feels that my father can calculate the labor and time required to dig each section of the canal, and then divide the work into counties and let the county guards be responsible for the areas under their jurisdiction. My father only needs to send ministers to monitor. This not only saves time, but also saves money. Gain a lot of financial resources.”
Qin Huang's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay, this is a good idea, haha, this way the pressure will be reduced a lot."
"And most importantly, no one will dare to be greedy."
Qin Heng smiled shyly and did not answer.
After the cost is calculated, the county guards will know it very well, and naturally they will not dare to take advantage of it.
"That's right, just follow your method."
Emperor Qin was extremely satisfied, and the eyes he looked at him became more and more loving.
"Father is sometimes curious about how you know so much."
Qin Heng's heart tightened, his expression remained unchanged, and he said shyly: "There are thousands of truths in the book. After my son's legs became inconvenient, he had a lot of time to read, and his brain felt much clearer, so he naturally knew more. some."
"But it's just talk on paper and it will take time to verify it one by one."
In fact, he did find that his brain has become more flexible during this period, and his memory has become much stronger. He can't say he has a photographic memory, but he can quickly remember things he has seen.
He thought about this for a long time and felt that it was the reason why his soul became stronger after traveling through time.
"Haha, that's right. I'm neither arrogant nor impetuous. I've really grown up a lot."
"Excuse me, I'll prepare more of the Eighth Prince's favorite royal dishes later."
Emperor Qin turned his head and ordered Zhao Gan.
"promise."
"Let's finish dinner with my father and go back later."
"Yes, Father."
Qin Heng responded with cupped hands.
At noon, Qin Heng returned to the house with a full stomach.
The next day, a heavy snowfall hit, and the entire Qin capital was covered in snow.
The courtyard is covered with thick snow, and crystal icicles hang from the eaves. The scenery is breathtaking.
Qin Heng sat in front of the window, looking at the snowy scene outside in a daze.
"Eighth Prince, it's cold, so put on a fleece jacket."
Ah Fu came over holding a snow-white velvet coat.
"Um."
Qin Heng responded absently.
Doing the math, it's been half a year since he came here, and sometimes he doesn't dare to calm down and recall the past.
There were good things in the past life, and there are the pains in this life.
He couldn't tell the difference between his past life and this life.
"Eighth Prince, Master Liu Qi is here."
Zhao Hu's voice rang in his ears.
Qin Heng came back to his senses and looked back: "Bring him over."
"promise."
Zhao Hu turned around and walked out. A moment later, Liu Qi walked in from outside the house.
"Meet the Eighth Prince."
Qin Heng turned the wheelchair, looked at him covered in white snow, and said with a smile: "My cousin hasn't been here for a while, why did he come here in the heavy snow today?"
Liu Qi patted the snow on his body awkwardly: "I occasionally felt cold a few days ago, but it's been fine recently."
"The weather is cold, so wear more clothes when going out."
"Well, it's really cold out here."
"By the way, cousin, I heard from my grandfather today that in order to dig the canal, His Majesty will hold a ceremony to worship the heaven."
"And I also heard that this time a prince will be selected to assist His Majesty in presiding over the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, and he will serve as an inspector to supervise the canal after the spring."
"Oh, Father, have you decided who it is?" Qin Heng asked in surprise.
The greatest effect of this ritual of worshiping heaven is to calm people's hearts and increase Da Qin's prestige in the minds of the people. To put it bluntly, it is just a political show.
The father arranged for a prince to co-host the ceremony with him, probably to increase the prince's prestige and pave the way for serving as an inspector.
"It hasn't been decided yet. The prime minister and the prince are quarreling fiercely, so your majesty asked the prince and the second prince to write a sacrificial essay each. Whoever writes the best will preside over the ceremony with your majesty."
"Haha, the Second Emperor Brother may lose to the Crown Prince this time."
Qin Heng shook his head and smiled.
This kind of memorial text should be eloquent and contain great truths. It should also be different from the past. It is not just about writing a few eulogies and that's it.
As far as he knew, the Second Emperor Brother's group were basically military attachés. It might be a bit difficult to expect a group of big bosses to write such a memorial to heaven.
But the prince is different. He has many talented people under his command, including Feng Chang, so writing this kind of memorial text has more advantages.
