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

Chapter 193 Yingzheng, as expected, is still that old money fanatic!

Old Meng Wu didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he repeatedly jumped and muddied in the middle.

The fat cooks got the order, but they were afraid that he would fall when riding a horse in the rain, so they found a four-wheeled carriage that could shelter from the wind and rain, and took him to find Yingzheng.

At the same time, Ying Zheng had already received a report from Zhao Gao: "Hahaha, Qin Qing deserves to be Qin Qing. If you are really sharp, you would have expected that Zhu Qing would come to him and take the martial arts students out for a marching training in advance." !"

Zhao Gao jokingly said: "Qin Xiang has always been imaginative and quick-witted."

A big stone fell from Yingzheng's heart, he nodded and said, "Show me back...go and have a look at the Shaofu Workshop!"

He is busy with government affairs every day, so he rarely comes out, and he probably doesn't want to just go back.

At the moment, the group of people took the fork in the corridor, and rode their horses to inspect the Shaofu workshop area.

……

Adhering to the fine tradition of the Southern Tour, Ying Zheng didn't let the imperial guards inform the officials in charge of the workshop in advance, so he quietly wandered into the workshop area in the name of inspecting the censor.

But the officials of the Shaofu are not blind. After someone recognized Ying Zheng, they quickly spread the word to ten or ten, and the officials knew everything.

Then, everyone was scared out of their wits. The Emperor Shihuang had already entered the workshop area, and it was too late to deal with it. He could only try to recall the usual negligence and mistakes.

Then go inform Gan Luo!

Well, after Yingzheng approved Qin Mo's memorial, Gan Luo came to the workshop non-stop, and was planning a detailed piecework system with a group of low-level officials who managed the production process.

Gan Luo feels that this piecework system is not only applicable to Shaofu workshops, but also to private workshops.

He already went to Shu Yingzheng yesterday to urge the Ministry of Punishment to formulate a 'Labor Law', which can be promulgated and implemented at the same time.

In this way, when folk workshop owners are bound by the labor law, they don’t have to worry about hiring widows, widows, widows, widows, widows, and disabled workers, which will affect production and profits. After all, more work means more work and less work.

Therefore, Gan Luo paid special attention to the piecework method!

"Gan Shaofu... Your Majesty... Your Majesty is here."

Some officials rushed into the meeting hall in the rain, panting and reporting to Gan Luo.

Gan Luo was stunned for a moment, then got up and said, "I'm going to meet His Majesty right now... I'll continue, I'll see when I come back, this is because your political achievements will affect the evaluation and promotion, so you must be careful."

"Here."

A group of grassroots officials took orders solemnly.

Gan Luo didn't say any more, and while taking the coir raincoat and bamboo hat from the retainers, he was about to go out.

However, the official who came to inform him stopped him and said: "Your Majesty entered the workshop in the name of inspecting the censor, and all of them were in modest clothes, without revealing their true identity."

Gan Luo was taken aback again, and gave the coir raincoat and bamboo hat to the retainers, sat back in his seat and said, "Since that's the case, it's not easy for me to meet."

The official nodded helplessly, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty is currently inspecting the workshop area, how should we deal with it?"

The southern prestige is still there, and the officials are really afraid that something will be found out, which will lead to dismissal or even punishment.

"What was before is still what it is now, there is no need to deal with it."

Gan Luo replied casually, and then said hesitantly: "Do you think that there is no Jin Yiwei in this workshop?"

"If you really committed a crime and made mistakes, you would have been dealt with by the Shuanggui long ago, and there is no need for His Majesty to come personally!"

The official probably never thought that there would be Jin Yiwei in the workshop, and he breathed a sigh of relief after being dazed for a moment.

Since Jin Yiwei's detectives didn't find them, it means that they didn't do anything wrong or do anything wrong, and everything is fine as usual!
"What if your Majesty asks some things from the craftsmen that the Jinyi Guards don't know about?" The official hesitated again.

Gan Luo glanced at him, and said indifferently: "If you ask about someone, it will be considered bad luck... Isn't it enough for me to urge you to wait? If you want to die yourself, don't blame me for not protecting your weaknesses!"

"..."

The official had nothing to say, and left the meeting hall resentfully, and hurried back to the glass workshop he was in charge of, lest Ying Zheng wander around to him for inspection.

But there is a saying that heaven fails to fulfill people's wishes, so you will come to whatever you are afraid of.

Before the official reached the glass workshop he was in charge of, he saw a group of sturdy men wearing straw hats but holding swords and bows guarding the entrance of the workshop in the rain.

Don't even think about it, these people must be guards, and Ying Zheng must also be in the workshop!

"call……"

The official took a deep breath, thinking that I had a clear conscience, and walked towards the gate of the workshop.

After the guards checked the official seal, they allowed him to enter the workshop.

"Those treacherous people like them deserve to starve to death outside, and they don't deserve to be helped by His Majesty the First Emperor."

"Who are you calling treacherous? Don't make people innocent. We are just not acclimatized. We have had a stomachache recently. If the censor doesn't believe it, you can go and see our shit today. It's a bubble of water!"

When the official entered the workshop, he saw the craftsmen arguing.

The censor Yingzheng was caught in the middle, with black lines all over his forehead: "Okay, don't say a few words... Don't drag me, I believe you are not good enough, so I won't look at what you pulled Shit."

"In the past few days, the Shaofu will implement a piecework system. From now on, everyone will work more and get more, and work less and get less. Those who are lazy and deliberately don't work will be driven out."

"So, don't argue about it now!"

Ying Zheng patiently comforted the craftsmen, and finally escaped from the siege with Zhao Gao and a few guards.

The official looked at this scene, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he was amused, so he suppressed his smile and pretended to be serious, and stepped forward to salute: "Officer Wang Yue, I greet you... I have seen Yushi."

Ying Zheng heard that he seemed to know him, so he stopped pretending to be a censor, and scolded angrily: "You idiot, how do you manage the workshop, and the craftsmen under you are not in the same mind, and you still can't solve it?"

The officials of the Shaofu are all royal ministers, so he didn't hold back his temper, and just opened his mouth to curse.

The official surnamed Wang hurriedly called Qu Qu in panic: "Your Majesty, non-officials are unwilling to solve it. It's really hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. How can I make her obey?"

Ying Zheng glared at him: "Sophist, I remember you. When the piecework system is implemented, I will let Jin Yiwei watch you, but to see if you can manage this glass workshop well. Let go of your official position, and punish you to do hard labor."

An official surnamed Wang: "..."

Regardless of his panic and silence, Ying Zheng walked around the glass workshop again, and finally stopped in front of a workbench for assembling sunglasses, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

The official surnamed Wang immediately picked up a pair of sunglasses to try them on, and let Ying Zheng watch them, and at the same time explained: "A few days ago, Prime Minister Qin gave a drawing and asked the workshop to make this thing for the martial arts students in the martial arts hall to wear. They are called sunglasses, and they can be worn in the sun, or in wind, frost, rain and snow, to protect the eyes."

"The officials saw that the shape of this thing was quite novel and beautiful, so they asked the Prime Minister of Qin to make more batches, hoping to see if they could be sold among the people to make money!"

Yingzheng was stunned, and there was a hint of approval in Danfeng's eyes: "Shan, this is what it looks like!"

People are thinking of ways to help him make money, what if they don't approve?
"Your Majesty, the old general Meng Wu asked for an audience outside the workshop area, saying that he has something important to report!"

At this time, a guard hurried in and reported to Ying Zheng loudly.

puff-

wow-

The craftsman who assembled the sunglasses nearby immediately became confused when he heard the guard addressing Ying Zheng. He fell from the seat and dropped the glass lens by mistake.

Ying Zheng stared at the imperial guard speechlessly, took a pair of gold-rimmed sunglasses, and imitated the official surnamed Wang to wear them on the bridge of his nose, and walked out quickly.

"Congratulations to His Majesty the First Emperor!"

"His Majesty the First Emperor is infinitely virtuous!"

"Your Majesty must live forever..."

Behind him, the artisans sent off with gratitude.

Ying Zheng raised his head and looked at the lingering rain curtain. The raindrops should be dripping on the sunglasses, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Well, the beauty is ruthless~!"

This praise, I don't know if it was a compliment to the sunglasses, or because of the shouts of respect behind him, he was in a good mood.

……

Later, Ying Zheng left the workshop area and met old Meng Wu.

Old Meng Wu was not surprised to see Ying Zheng wearing sunglasses. After all, Qin Mo drew patterns and asked the workshop to make sunglasses, which were originally for the martial arts school, and old Meng Wu himself had a pair.

It's just that it's not as beautiful as Ying Zheng's gold-rimmed sunglasses.

Rather, it is more inclined to the practical style of windproof goggles. Maybe it will be equipped with garrison cavalry in the future as one of the country's military preparations!

"Your Majesty, the courtiers have just gone to the Martial Arts Academy, and after learning that Prime Minister Qin took the martial arts students out for military training, they went to chase Prime Minister Qin again."

Old Meng Wu didn't talk nonsense, bowed his hands and went straight to the topic.

Ying Zheng was in a bad mood, and his good mood just disappeared in an instant: "Are they going to chase Qin Qing?"

Old Meng Wu replied: "It's absolutely true, the gentlemen have set off for less than half an hour, and I wanted to send a letter to His Majesty, but I didn't know His Majesty's whereabouts, so I worked hard to find this place."

Ying Zheng was speechless: "..."

After all, who would have thought that the officials would have such great determination to brave the wind and rain to chase Qin Mo?
The ministers have such determination and perseverance, which means that his expectation of increasing the expenditure ratio will probably not be achieved!
"Are you really going after him?"

Ying Zheng asked rather unwillingly.

Old Meng Wu raised his hand: "Go back to Your Majesty, I really went after him!"

Ying Zheng tugged his beard worriedly, looked at Zhao Gao and said, "Take a few more horses, catch up and bypass Zhuqing, and when you catch up with Qin Qing, tell him to avoid it."

As he spoke, he took off his sunglasses and stuffed them to Zhao Gao: "Wear this to keep the rain out of your eyes."

"Here."

Zhao Gao hurriedly took the order, led his own BMW, and brought two horses of the imperial guards.

Afterwards, he asked old Meng Wu about the marching route of Qin Mo and Wu's students, and quickly headed west, disappearing in the rain!
After watching Zhao Gao leave, Ying Zheng gritted his teeth, looked at the four-wheeled carriage that old Meng Wu was riding in, and asked, "Old Aiqing is driving..."

Old Meng Wu replied: "If your Majesty does not dislike the shabby car, you can use it as much as possible. The old minister will drive for Your Majesty."

Yingzheng smiled and said, "It's a modest service, why say it's shabby."

After all, he opened the side door of the carriage and got in.

Old Meng Wu took the place of the fat cook who drove the car. He put on the straw hat, took out the tiger-eye sunglasses and put it on. He swung his whip and drove the car to chase Zhao Gao in the direction where Zhao Gao left. Form a team to explore the way ahead, and when you find the courtiers and lords, come back and report immediately."

"Hey~!"

The commander of the imperial guards responded loudly.

Leaning slightly, the five guard knights let go of their horses and galloped forward, quickly left the team and disappeared into the rain.

……

Because of old Meng Wu, a shit-stirring stick who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, what was originally a simple matter has become complicated.

In other words, it has become not so easy to do!
After Lao Wang Wan, Li Si, Meng Tian and others left Shanglin Garden, they walked onto the concrete-paved Hexi Straight Road, and their speed suddenly increased many times.

According to Meng Tian's estimate, at this speed, the marching team of Qin Mo and the martial arts students might be intercepted without getting dark.

Because Qin Mo and the martial arts students were long-distance marching and training that simulated actual combat, striving to be as realistic as possible, naturally they would not take the concrete straight road.

If you don't take the concrete straight road, you will undoubtedly be much slower. In addition, it has been rainy and muddy everywhere in recent days, and the marching speed will be even slower.

Under the ebb and flow, it is not difficult to catch up!

"It's no wonder that merchants who travel to and from outside the region are willing to pay the road tax. This road is indeed not comparable to ordinary roads, and the rain and snow will not affect the road at all."

Zhu Wenwu didn't know that Zhao Gao had already made a detour to catch up with him, and he still lamented the convenience of the concrete road.

Although it was raining continuously at this time, they were not the only people on the straight road.

The Hu people's caravan composed of camels and horses, and the Qin people's caravan composed of four-wheeled bucket trucks, came and went in an endless stream, and they were not affected by the rain and mud at all.

The only difference from the past is that on top of the human and livestock goods, there are more grasses and tung oil cloths for shelter from rain and water.

"When Daqin's Chi Dao is fully cultivated like this, the abundance of business and taxation will be immeasurable!"

Mao Jiao poked her head out of the car window, looked at the caravan passing by, and couldn't help saying quietly.

Zhu Wenwu nodded in agreement, and also heard another meaning in his words.

The proportion of internal treasury spending from the national treasury every year must not exceed one hundred and fifty. Otherwise, every penny increase in business taxes in the future will make the internal treasury earn an extra penny, which will be incalculable!

And the loss to the national treasury will also be immeasurable!
"Speed ​​up a little more, it's justified to catch up with Prime Minister Qin..."

"Yes, speed up!"

Old Wang Wan yelled, and everyone responded, speeding up to a higher level.

……

At the same time, Zhao Gao, who had already circled in front of the courtiers, rode his horse in a hurry, and finally found Qin Mo and the marching team of five hundred martial arts students at dusk.

"Zhao Gao, the order of the CRRC government?"

Qin Mo wiped off the rain from the goggles, and recognized it in disbelief.

Zhao Gao took off his sunglasses, raised the eaves of his bamboo hat, and revealed his face, "It's the next official."

Qin Mo smacked his lips in astonishment, raised his hands and asked curiously, "Is Zhao Fuling coming to find us specially?"

Zhao Gao nodded first, then shook his head, explaining: "Gao came here specially to look for Prime Minister Qin in the name of His Majesty, and it has nothing to do with martial arts students."

Qin Mo was even more curious, and asked in confusion: "You came here to find me? Your Majesty doesn't want me to return to Xianyang, does he?"

Zhao Gao said: "On the contrary, Your Majesty hopes that Prime Minister Qin will not return to Xianyang for the time being, and it is best that the courtiers never find him."

Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, then understood in seconds, and said with a smile: "It seems that His Majesty has already brought the people together..."

"Uh, I have already left Xianyang, do my colleagues in the court still want to ask me to persuade His Majesty?"

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly realized that Zhao Gao had come here despite the wind and rain. I am afraid that things are not that simple.

After all, he had already left the area of ​​Xianyang in order to avoid his colleagues in the DPRK and China. If nothing happened, there was no need for Zhao Gao to come to inform him again.

It's superfluous to take off your pants and put your butt off!

Zhao Gao saw that he had already guessed the general idea, so he no longer kept the guesswork, nodded and explained: "In the afternoon, my colleagues from the DPRK and China went to the martial arts hall to look for you, Prime Minister Qin. It's been chasing after me non-stop."

"My colleagues are taking the straight road. If there are no accidents, we will definitely be able to catch up before dark."

Qin Mo smiled and was speechless again, shaking his head and said: "My colleagues only think about the increase in business tax, haven't you thought about the rapid increase of Dingkou in the Great Qin Dynasty?"

"The proportion of expenditure from the national treasury to the internal treasury is actually not high when the two phases are offset..."

Zhao Gao cut him off with a strange expression, "The courtiers have already agreed to a percentage of one hundred and five, but now His Majesty not only wants a percentage of one hundred and five, but also wants a higher percentage."

Qin Mo: "..."

Qin Mo blinked, but then he couldn't laugh or cry.

Sure enough, Ying Zheng was still that old money fan.

The officials made concessions, but he made an inch of it.

Now the group of officials became ruthless, and would rather brave the wind and rain to find Qin Mo than give in any more.

This is really not easy!
"Father is really... asking for trouble."

At this time, someone in the marching army beside him suddenly sighed faintly.

Hearing the voice, Zhao Gao knew it was Fusu, and hurriedly turned around and bowed his hands in salute: "I see the Prince's Hall... hiccup~!"

Halfway through his etiquette, he shivered violently and hiccupped at the same time.

Then, with a face full of disbelief, he looked at the dark and lean man in the marching ranks, hiccupped and stammered, "You... hiccup... are you His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

No wonder he was so surprised, so scared that hiccups came out.

Fusu's appearance at this time, if he was given a blue indigo tattoo, he would definitely look more human.

You know, even when he was in Baiyue last year, Fusu had never been so tanned.

Moreover, Fusu in the past was not to mention rich, but at least rich and handsome, making people feel like a gentleman full of affinity at the first sight.

But now, she's lean, with no flesh on her cheeks, and she even looks fierce in a trance!

"Zhao Fuling don't make jokes, who else would it be if it wasn't me."

Fusu replied angrily, and immediately continued the words just now: "Father shouldn't increase the price temporarily, because the officials will definitely not agree."

"At least, Mao Jiao, Shangshu Mao will definitely not agree."

"Now that they have come to look for him, they have put Prime Minister Qin in a dilemma. How should we deal with it?"

Zhao Gao said silently that he couldn't answer the words, so he had to say: "So, Your Majesty sent ministers to inform Prime Minister Qin to avoid as far as possible. It is best not to have any contact with your colleagues in the court."

Qin Mo nodded: "That's the only way to do it."

"However, when the Zhao government order returns to His Majesty, you may as well convey it to Your Majesty for me. Since all colleagues have agreed to the ratio of one hundred and five, there is no need to force more."

"If you insist on it, let's not talk about whether the ministers will compromise... Even if you compromise again, your majesty will inevitably lose the original intention of exempting the world from counting gifts. If the people know about it, their hearts will be greatly weakened!"

Fu Su immediately echoed and said: "What Prime Minister Qin said is very true, and most of the officials will not compromise, so father must be prepared."

Zhao Gao bowed his hand: "The minister knows, so I will go back and tell His Majesty."

As he said that, he put on his sunglasses again, and changed two spare horses in the marching team, and then returned back the same way without stopping.

Qin Mo and Fu Su looked at each other, and immediately nodded in unison.

Yingzheng should be persuaded as much as possible, and the ministers should avoid it if they can, otherwise they will be caught in the middle, then it will be uncomfortable!
"There are all of them, turn around and take the Hexi straight road, and hurry at the speed of a forced march."

"In addition, send out a few sentry cavalry, and pay attention to the 'enemy situation' in the rear, or there may be ministers from the court and China who are about to chase."

"The goal of the march before dark today is not to be overtaken by the court ministers. If you are overtaken, you will practice another hundred miles~!"

Qin Mo shouted loudly.

The five hundred martial arts students immediately responded in unison: "Here~!"

The marching team turned quickly, turning from the muddy remote dirt road to the straight and flat concrete straight road, and the marching speed suddenly accelerated.

Yishi sentry cavalry also carried binoculars, and turned back to check the movements of the courtiers and ministers!
……

Qin Mo led five hundred martial arts students, treated the courtiers and ministers as imaginary enemies coming in pursuit, and then launched a march in a targeted manner.

When the courtiers approached, they speeded up and marched quickly, and when they opened the distance, they slowed down appropriately, and always kept the distance of about ten miles apart.

After chasing and chasing, it was completely dark!
The courtiers and ministers had to stop and rest, among them were military officials, or civil servants who used to lead troops to fight, such as Meng Tian, ​​Feng Quji, Ma Xing and others.

They were keenly aware that something seemed a little wrong!

But what was wrong specifically, and they couldn't figure it out... They could only attribute it to the fact that martial arts students received different training methods, and it was reasonable that they couldn't catch up.

Should be able to catch up tomorrow, right?

So, the courtiers and ministers went to the caravan to buy some food and horse fodder, and they squeezed into the carriages of the veterans to rest for a night.

At dawn the next day, he immediately set off to chase Qin Mo!
And this chase took another day, and even the rain stopped, but he still couldn't catch up.

Meng Tian couldn't sit still anymore, together with Feng Quji, Ma Xing, Zhao Ping and other military officials, they made a surprise attack that night, trying to catch up with the martial arts student team who seemed to be throwing them away on purpose.

Feng Quji said hesitantly: "This time I want to see how Prime Minister Qin can get rid of us!"

Without the burden of civil servants and veterans, their speed is very fast, and the sentry cavalry is probably at this speed.

So when they thought about it, even if Qin Mo arranged for the sentry to watch after the sentry was broken, and when the sentry rushed back to report the news, they would have killed it too!

Of course, imagination is always beautiful, but reality is always cruel.

The martial arts students who had been flying their kites for a day, how could they not have guessed that they would launch a surprise attack, and they had already taken advantage of the rain to stop to leave the straight road and go into the deep mountains and old forests.

"I didn't expect that when I returned to serve in the court, I would still have the opportunity to chase the enemy thousands of miles away~!"

In the early morning of the next day, facing the embarrassing scene of rushing to nothing, Meng Tian not without self-mockery, but also excitedly sighed.

(End of this chapter)