Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 1 What!My Zhen Guohou wants to rebel?

In 221 BC, in Xianyang City, Guanzhong, the main hall of the Qin Palace.

"Chen Tingwei Li Si, who participated in the impeachment of Zhen Guohou Qin Mo, and kept thousands of guests and servants, his heart is afraid of strange things!"

Li Si, who was in charge of the Supreme Law of the Great Qin Dynasty, and Gao Guanbo stood in the hall, and loudly reported to the First Emperor, who was above his majesty's rank.

The hall is silent!
Immediately, the two classes of civil and military were all in an uproar, and they all looked at a heroic young man in black robes standing in front of his majesty's steps with his sword pressed.

He is Qin Mo!
Jue Fengzhen Guohou, [-] households in the city, and the right prime minister, in charge of the power of the empire.

It is the youngest Marquis Che of the Great Qin Dynasty since Shang Jun established the military merit system.

After conquering the six kingdoms, he captured ten cities in three days, and the world called him the number one warrior in China.

In promoting prefectures and counties, he convinced doctors from the six countries, and the world called him the number one wise man in China.

To restore people's livelihood, he cultivated high-yield grains, and the world called him the most capable minister in China.

Looking at the officials in the palace, only Qin Mo was the only one with a sword, guarding in front of the first emperor, which shows how serious the trust is!
But such a person, but secretly raising thousands of guests and servants, what do you want to do?
It should be known that before the rebellion started, the filthy and chaotic Lai Ai also kept thousands of guests and servants and trained them to be dead soldiers...

"Li Tingwei, where did you find out about these things?" Qin Mo asked curiously.

In fact, he came from a time traveler, and he has some ambitions in his chest, which is far more than simply ending the troubled times.

I want to do something with far-reaching impact, so that the Chinese ancestors who are in trouble will avoid detours.

But now it seems that it seems to have been misunderstood!

"Everyone in Xianyang City knows what Zhen Guohou did. Why do we need to investigate?"

Li Si replied to Qin Mo, then raised his hand to the First Emperor Yingzheng and said, "If your majesty doesn't believe it, you can follow your ministers to the Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion, and you will know it at a glance."

"good!"

Yingzheng Dan narrowed his eyes and nodded indifferently.

Qin Mo joined the army alone as a young man, he was the one who picked him up by himself, and sometimes he even treated him as his nephew.

Ying Zheng also knows best about his disposition, and it is impossible to do such disobedient things.

However, it is always right to beat more, lest this coward will make mistakes in the future and go on the road of no return.

He didn't want to go through the heart-wrenching pain of giving his second father Lu Buwei the death that year!
……

Under the leadership of Li Si, Yingzheng and the two classes of civil and military officials left Qin Palace aggressively and went straight to the adjacent Zhen Guohou's Mansion.

And when he entered the mansion, Ying Zheng also began to frown!

Because of the situation in the mansion, just as Li Si said, there are a large number of child servants. There is only one martial arts field in the front yard, and there are no fewer than five hundred child servants.

The Zhen Guohou Mansion covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres, second only to the Qin Palace, and there may be more than [-] servants in it!
The boy servants in the martial arts arena, after discovering Ying Zheng and his group, they scattered in an instant.

In the end, there was only a little guy in his teens left, shaking his head facing the wall and muttering something, as if he hadn't noticed any changes yet!
"Four five twenty, four six twenty four, four seven..."

"How much is forty-seven... I forgot again..."

Ying Zheng walked over, and after listening for a while, he couldn't help but laugh.

This kid is so rich that he can't even calculate 28.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Who let you bunch of melons come in?"

Guadouwazi finally found Ying Zheng behind him, and immediately asked with widened eyes.

Well, Yingzheng and Manchao civil and military have also become melons!

Ying Zheng was not offended, but said: "I heard that the Marquis of Zhenguo's Mansion welcomes a lot of guests, and you all come to serve."

"What is the Zhen Guohou's Mansion?"

"This is the Daqin Academy set up by the First Emperor?"

"Guadou found the wrong place, hurry up, don't let the master see, otherwise I will hit your palms!"

Gua Counseling urged everyone to leave.

Judging by the eagerness on his face, I'm afraid his master often slaps him on the palm.

While Ying Zheng and the officials were amused, they also looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally looked at Qin Mo with doubts.

Li Si was even more confused, and ran out of the door to take a look a little unbelievingly.

Outside the gate, there is a complete set of ceremonial systems, and there are even stone carvings inscribed by Yingzheng's relatives, standing tall and heavy on the side of the gate.

This is indeed Zhen Guohou's mansion without a doubt.

It's just a plaque on the door, but it actually says "Daqin Academy" in four Qin seal characters, and the handwriting seems to be the inscription of Yingzheng's relatives.

Li Si hurried back and asked Ying Zheng, "When did Your Majesty establish the Daqin Academy? How could it occupy the residence of the Marquis of Zhen Guo?"

"..." Ying Zheng was even more confused than him, and didn't remember this at all.

Qin Mo had no choice but to take the initiative to say: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten that a few days ago, I wrote a letter to set up a school to cultivate talents for the empire. Your Majesty approved it. I also personally inscribed the words Daqin Academy and attached it to the letter."

Ying Zheng blinked Danfeng's eyes, vaguely...as if...remember...that's what happened.

"I haven't allocated money and food from the treasury yet, how did you cultivate these tens of thousands of students?"

Qin Mo replied truthfully: "The six kingdoms were destroyed, and the minister knew that the treasury was empty, so he turned his mansion into a school, and put his own food and salary first, and hired a large number of masters, but it was barely enough."

Ying Zheng asked, "How many wives did you invite?"

"One master for every fifty students."

"hiss……"

What Qin Mo said was simple, but Ying Zheng grinned when he heard it.

Since Cangjie created characters, every literate person in this land of China is a treasure, who can assist the emperor and herdsmen at the bottom.

Although Qin Mo's food and income are rich, if he hires a teacher for tens of thousands of students, most of them will be too short.

"You changed your mansion into a school, where do you live?"

"I have a place to live."

"where?"

"..."

After a while, everyone came to a thatched hut next to Zhen Guohou's mansion.

There is a yellow dog tethered next to the chai gate, and there are vegetable fields in the courtyard, which is quiet and elegant.

Of course, it's okay to say it's shabby.

Because after everyone came in, they realized that there was no place to stand when there were so many people, it was so cramped that it was hard to breathe!
The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched, Li Si was dumbfounded, and the officials were all in disbelief.

This nima is the residence of Daqin Chehou?

Don't be kidding, okay?
The well-to-do families in Xianyang City live in more spacious rooms than this!
Ying Zheng gave Li Si a cold look, making Li Si silent, then let out a cold snort, and walked into the hut to check.

And seeing this, his scalp felt numb again!

He was a proton in the Zhao country in his early years, and he admitted that he had suffered some hardships, but the shabby hut in front of him broke through his perception of poverty.

In the hall at the main entrance, there is only one table and one seat, which are piled up with bamboo slips.

In the bedroom in the left ear room, there is only a couch and a cabinet, and mottled battle armor is placed next to it.

There are only one pot and one bowl in the kitchen stove in the right ear room, and there are still leftovers.

Nothing else!
Ying Zheng's heart is cold and resolute, and he doesn't frown when he slaughters cities and countries, but at this moment, tears are about to come down.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the big rough pottery bowl, walked out of the hut quickly, and looked at Qin Mo with hatred for iron.

"Aiqing is the honor of the Marquis of Che, and he should enjoy the five tripods... Where is the tripod that I bestowed?"

Qin Mo hesitated for a while, and said: "The tripod vessel is really heavy, it is not as comfortable to hold as a pottery bowl, and it will be sold to Marquis Wu Cheng."

This reason is too strong, all civil and military officials are silent.

It's just the faces one by one, as if suffering from facial nerve disorders, twitching and shaking crazily.

How dare you despise the cumbersome use of the honor we all dream of?

Ying Zheng was dazed for a while, and finally pointed to the leftover rice in the pottery bowl, and asked, "Aiqing...do you really only eat this?"

Qin Mo seriously explained: "Yes, this is the overnight meal that I specially left yesterday, supplemented with special cooking methods, it is even more delicious to eat."

"If your Majesty does not dislike it, I will cook it now, please Your Majesty to taste."

"You colleagues can also taste it!"

With that said, Qin Mo was about to go to pick up the pottery bowl from Ying Zheng's hand.

But at this time, Ying Zheng suddenly looked ferocious, and threw the pottery bowl to the ground violently.

bang——

click-

The pottery bowl was shattered, and leftover rice was scattered all over the floor.

Qin Mo grinned as he watched, "Fried rice with fried eggs!"

　Don't be intimidated by the title of the book.

　　I post four, this is really a historical text of the Eight Classics.

　　It's not the kind of shit.

　　That is to develop and develop the economy, develop and develop the military, so that the ancestors can eat, clothe, warm and sleep well, and they can fight wherever they can.

　　……

　　By the way, a friendly reminder.

　　The protagonist is to bring some supplies to 'wear' at the end of the Warring States period, not the soul.

　　The dress is at the end of the Warring States period, but the beginning is already Daqin, and the protagonist is already an extremely human minister!

　　So, don't take my protagonist as a rookie who just traveled through time. He has done a lot of things during these years.

　　……

　　This is all I have said, and I invite all the emperors to collect and read it for later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)