Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 229 Kun'er Must Stand in the Emperor's Angle
After the new year, the wind and snow that lasted for several days finally subsided.

The inside and outside of the mansion were covered with thick snow, because there was no one to clean it, they could only be allowed to pile up.

Wearing a red cloak, Wang Ya ran in the snow-covered yard, leaving rows of scattered footprints.

Taohua also ran out a few steps, and on a dead branch, picked up the snow and rubbed it into snowballs.

Zhao Kun walked out of the yard, and when he looked up, he saw Ying Zheng standing with his hands behind his back, smiling at Wang Ya in the snow.

It is probably rare to see such a beautiful snow scene. Wang Ya became very playful, running back and forth in the snow, and played a snowball fight with Taohua. Although her hands and nose were red from the cold, she smiled like a flower, as if she was tireless.

"It seems as if the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind."

Zhao Kun not only sighed, the girl and the snow scene are really a perfect match.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to say such words!" Ying Zheng was stunned when he heard Zhao Kun's exclamation, and then walked over with a smile.

Zhao Kun gave a salute respectfully, and then smiled and said, "Father, it's a good sign that Ruixue will have a good year."

"Well……"

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, looked at Wang Ya in the snow, then at Zhao Kun in front of him, and suddenly asked, "What do you think of your own marriage?"

"what?"

Zhao Kun was surprised, and thought to himself, why did you ask this early in the morning?
"Father, I'm afraid the first emperor has the final say on my marriage."

"I know this, but have you ever thought about the difference between the current Wang family and the previous Wang family?"

Zhao Kun showed hesitation, and looked at Ying Zheng with some puzzlement.

However, Ying Zheng continued to say: "After the old general Wang Jian left, Marquis Tong Wu fell ill, and the decline of the Wang family hall seems to be an inevitable trend. This is not what the first emperor wanted to see."

"That's why he asked you to come to Pinyang to treat Tong Wuhou."

As he said that, he said meaningfully: "Now that Marquis Tongwu is safe and sound, and Wang Li is taking advantage of the situation, what would you do if you were the first emperor?"

"Union...marriage?"

"good."

Ying Zheng nodded and said: "The children of the royal family have been respected by the world, and they have to fulfill their obligations. Although marriage is not the most effective way, it is also the best choice."

Hearing this, Zhao Kun was thoughtful.

Although he is not Zhao Kun in the true sense, the obligation behind him has always been there.

Big families consolidate their status through marriage.

The royal family bought the loyalty of the courtiers through marriage.

As Ying Zheng said, the current Wang family is no longer the previous Wang family.

Although the Wang family is still loyal to Great Qin and the First Emperor.

But Shi Huang never allowed any fluctuations in his relationship with the Wang family, so marriage was inevitable.

Wang Li married Lan Yufei, the daughter of Lieutenant Lan Hu. This marriage was supposed to be a marriage between powerful forces, but it was very subtle that there was no royal family involved.

If something bad happens to the successors of Lan and Wang, it will definitely be a disaster for Daqin.

Therefore, the royal family must establish a bond among their successors.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kun's thoughts gradually became clear, but he asked with some doubts: "Then why is it me?"

Ying Zheng gave Zhao Kun a sideways look, and said angrily, "Emperor Shi is not blind to what you did in Pinyang and Wang Ben's protection of you."

"Uh...this..."

Zhao Kun scratched his head in embarrassment, and then asked: "Is there still some time left for this?"

What he thought was that the first emperor would die in a few months, and once the first emperor died, he would no longer be his son. Since he was not his son, the marriage or something had nothing to do with him.

However, as if seeing Zhao Kun's thoughts, Ying Zheng shook his head with a smile: "There is not much time left, and it should be within a few days that Emperor Shi Huang will announce your marriage to Wang Ya."

"what?"

Zhao Kun was startled, wondering if it was so sudden?
My wife is not full yet!

Getting married before you are full, and entering the bridal chamber, will it affect your physical development?
Just when Zhao Kun was thinking wildly, Ying Zheng asked him a little funny: "What? You don't like that little girl from the Wang family?"

"It's not that I don't like..."

Zhao Kun shook his head: "I just want to wait..."

"Wait for what?"

"I don't know, I just want to wait!"

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes and cursed with a smile, "Bullshit!"

Then, he left without looking back.

Zhao Kun looked at Ying Zheng's back, then at Wang Ya in the snow, with bitterness on his face.

So he bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, squeezed it into a snowball, and threw it out.

Wang Ya and Tao Hua were observing something in the bamboo grove in the yard, when suddenly, the bamboo grove was hit by a snowball, and the snow fell all over the ground with a splash, causing them to cover their heads and scream.

Gongsun Yu and Ying Shi who were not far away were also alarmed. They turned their heads to look, only to realize that it was someone's prank, and they couldn't help but glared at Zhao Kun.

But Wang Ya and Tao Hua thought that something bad happened to the bamboo forest, blinked their curious eyes, and cautiously went to check.

"Two stupid girls."

Zhao Kun sighed, then squeezed out a smaller snowball and threw it on Wang Ya's cloak: "Here it is."

After being hit by the snowball, Wang Yaxun looked around, and the moment she saw Zhao Kun, her pretty face, which was already frozen red, was smeared with a layer of blush, which is really cute.

And at this time, Tao Hua hurried over: "My lord, do you want to have breakfast?"

"No hurry." Zhao Kun shook his head with a smile, and asked Taohua, "Have Lao Wu and the others come back?"

Taohua thought for a while, and then said: "I heard before that I won't be back until the afternoon."

"Then... When they come back, remember to ask everyone to sweep the snow in the yard."

Hearing this, Taohua subconsciously glanced at Wang Ya not far away, revealing a trace of loss in her eyes, then nodded, and walked towards Gongsunyu.

After Taohua left, Zhao Kun saw that Wang Ya was still in the snow, so he walked towards her.

As soon as she approached, Wang Ya lowered her head shyly.

"Is it cold?"

Zhao Kun asked softly, with white mist lingering in his mouth.

Wang Ya shook her head and pointed to the cloak on her body.

"Give me your hand."

Zhao Kun said suddenly.

Wang Ya was stunned for a moment, not knowing which hand Zhao Kun wanted, so she handed out both small hands, and looked at Zhao Kun in a daze.

Zhao Kun stretched out his hand and shook it, and found it was quite warm, thinking that women are not made of water?Why isn't it freezing this winter?
It seemed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Zhao Kun coughed lightly, and then, under Wang Ya's gaze, he piled up the nearby snow and gradually formed a human shape.

After a while, another snowman was built on the edge of the human-shaped snowdrift.

Although it looks ugly, it becomes more and more handsome after being decorated with branches and stones.

Especially the round belly and head look a little funny.

Wang Ya didn't know what he was doing, so she stood aside and watched curiously.

"These two snowmen..."

Zhao Kun grinned and panted, pointed at the snowman he had built, and smiled at Wang Ya: "One is you, the other is me, does it look like it!"

For some reason, when Zhao Kun's words just fell, Wang Ya suddenly felt her nose sore, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

"My lord, your hand... woo woo woo..."

By the time the two snowmen were built, Zhao Kun's hands were already red with cold.

Wang Ya saw it in her eyes, so she was extremely moved. She didn't know what happened, but suddenly stepped forward and hugged Zhao Kun, crying loudly.

As a result, there was a "plop", and the two fell into the snow at the same time.

I rely on!

It's so sudden again, crazy!

Zhao Kun pushed Wang Ya who was on her body, and said dissatisfiedly: "You are very heavy, and you wear such thick clothes, no wonder you are not cold."

"Humph!"

Wang Ya snorted, hugged her tighter, and seemed to have mustered up enough courage to say: "My lord, Ya likes you, I have always liked you, marry me, okay?"

"What! Are you here again?"

Zhao Kun sat up suddenly: "Didn't I tell you? I can't decide this matter! Besides, your father doesn't want to marry you to me!"

Hearing this, Wang Ya was a little dazed again: "Why doesn't father want me to marry you?"

"I don't know that!"

Zhao Kun didn't even have time to pat the snow on his body, so he turned over and got up, and said to Wang Ya: "Just pretend that what happened just now didn't happen, and I'm going to have breakfast."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Seeing Wang Ya sitting on the snow, she was stunned for a while, then wiped her tears and said angrily: "Bad guy!"

In fact, Zhao Kun made a snowman entirely to please Wang Ya, and then took advantage of the situation to lure her to reject the marriage.

As a result, Wang Ya didn't play her cards according to the routine at all, and she threw herself down when she came up, and then asked Zhao Kun to marry her.

This was completely out of Zhao Kun's expectation, so he left as soon as he said it, without hesitation, even a bit like a scumbag who puts on his pants and refuses to admit it.

When Zhao Kun came to the study after breakfast, Ying Zheng was already sitting in a chair and reading the memorial.

Seeing Zhao Kun, Ying Zheng chuckled and said, "Come on, let's continue studying Emperor Shi Huang's memorial!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up two memorials and handed them to Zhao Kun: "Look at these two memorials, do you have any ideas?"

Zhao Kun took the memorial as he was used to, looked at it with a frown, and then fell silent.

Ying Zheng didn't urge him, and sat aside, drinking tea while looking at the memorial in his hand.

This is not the first time Zhao Kun has faced major national affairs, so he treats this matter very carefully.

After a long silence, Zhao Kun gave a suggestion: "If you want to solve this problem, you must first know how much money is left in the treasury."

"good."

Ying Zheng paused while holding the tea, then nodded with a smile.

There was an irrepressible look of appreciation in those eyes.

In fact, he has already read the memorial, and now he is showing it to Zhao Kun, with the intention of taking a school exam.

As a leader, you must first understand the root of the problem before you can solve it. If you don’t understand the reason yourself, you will be easily influenced by others.

For example, Fusu has this problem. He is easily swayed by some unnecessary worries, which leads to hesitation and hesitation in doing things.

Although Zhao Kun is young, he is mature and prudent. His insight alone is not comparable to his other sons.

"Then you have 100 million in the treasury."

"Why are there so few?"

Zhao Kun was a little surprised.

He made tens of millions of money for the first emperor, how long has it been, and there is only 100 million left?
The first emperor's ability to spend money is too outrageous!
Seemingly seeing Zhao Kun's confusion, Ying Zheng smiled wryly and shook his head: "The war in Longxi County cost at least 5000 million yuan, and the rest of the country also spent money like water, and the first emperor couldn't do anything about it!"

Hearing this, Zhao Kun couldn't help but frown, and said in his heart that if you are not in charge, you don't know the price of oil and salt. Although the state of Qin looks small on the map, in fact, it is unimaginably large.

At least many Qin people have never left the territory of Qin in their entire lives.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kun said solemnly: "The disasters in various parts of Guanzhong are related to the lives of hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people. If they are not handled properly, it will stir up civil uprisings!"

Ying Zheng nodded and continued to listen.

"But spring will start soon. After spring, it will be spring plowing. Although we can't harvest food immediately, it will give the people hope and prevent them from going to a dead end!"

After saying this, Zhao Kun took a deep breath, and said: "It is possible to provide disaster relief, but you can't allocate food without limit, otherwise there will always be some unscrupulous people who get something for nothing. Hope is the motivation for them to live."

"Ok?"

Sitting on the chair, Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help being relieved, saying that this kid has something, and he really deserves to be his valued successor.

Although he was emotional and excited, he did not interrupt Zhao Kun and continued to encourage him to continue.

Zhao Kun pondered for a while, and then said: "As for the freezing of some rivers in the Weihe River system and the blockage of silt, it must be dealt with quickly, otherwise the people may have no water to irrigate during the spring plowing season."

"After all, this is directly related to the survival of the people, so it must be resolved in time."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng frowned and looked at him: "So the funds will be allocated again?"

"It doesn't necessarily require funding."

Zhao Kun smiled and shook his head.

"No funding?"

Ying Zheng looked surprised, but this answer was beyond his expectation.

Go and listen to Zhao Kun's nod and said: "You can order the local sheriff or county magistrate to mobilize the local people, so that the people can spontaneously participate in cleaning up the river and clearing the blockage."

"It's a good idea, but people's hearts are not so simple."

Ying Zheng smiled dumbly and sighed; "If the people can be so conscious, they don't need to stipulate corvee."

"Father, don't worry, please listen to me."

"Oh? There are still speeches?"

Ying Zheng was whetted by Zhao Kun, so he couldn't help but put down his teacup and listen carefully.

"My method, I have actually told my adoptive father before, it is the same way as donating food and erecting steles, but this time it is to work and engrave steles. As long as the people who take the initiative to participate in the labor, they will engrave their names on the stone steles, and then place In the most conspicuous position of the river."

As soon as the words fell, Ying Zheng suddenly realized, and then asked: "Is there any more?"

"some."

Zhao Kun nodded and added: "Qin law prohibits fishing in some rivers. If the imperial court encourages the common people who participate in labor to allow quantitative fishing, I think they should be very happy."

As soon as this remark came out, Ying Zheng's eyes widened, and he said with emotion: "It is easier for the people to accept it than those harsh laws."

After finishing speaking, he smacked his mouth and looked at Zhao Kun with a playful look: "That's right, but not all right."

Zhao Kun originally wanted to wait for Ying Zheng to praise him, and then asked him to help, but when he heard what Ying Zheng said, he asked with a puzzled face, "Is there anything else I haven't considered?"

"That's not true, you've said it very well."

Yingzheng looked at Zhao Kun dotingly, nodded, and then said solemnly: "Kun'er, you have to remember that what you are reading now is the memorial of the first emperor, so you have to look at it from the emperor's point of view;

As he said that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to Zhao Kun seriously: "If you think from the perspective of the emperor, what you said just now has a big flaw!"

　感谢初杀戮I4张月票。感谢Z、阿毅4张月票。感谢一人渡行2张月票。感谢因为我帅啊两张月票。感谢苏联装甲步兵2张月票。感谢雲云2张月票。

　　
　
(End of this chapter)