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

Chapter 2 The minister's method of earning money is actually not bad!

Qin Mo felt sorry for his egg fried rice, but Ying Zheng was cursing.

"Marquis of Zhen Guo, my humerus is also a role model for the old Qin people who are honest and self-sufficient!"

While speaking, Yingzheng Danfeng's eyes became fiercer, and he looked at Li Si, who was already sweating profusely.

"The other generation falsely accused and framed, could it be that they are indirect visitors from the old clans of the Six Kingdoms, and it is not good to deceive me?"

Li Si was so wronged that he wanted to cry. It was irrefutable that he hadn't investigated clearly beforehand, so he acted rashly.

Qin Mo glanced at the miserable Li Si, and sighed: "Li Tingwei is dedicated to serving the country, so His Majesty doesn't need to be harsh."

"I think Li Tingwei is well aware of the harm of guest servants, so why not issue a decree to set the number of guest servants for [-]th-rank ministers."

Ying Zheng was taken aback when he heard the words, then nodded and said, "Very kind!"

Li Si grinned secretly, with resentful eyes.

Among the three lords and nine ministers in the court, which family is not a guest and a servant is like a cloud.

If he, the Supreme Court Chief of the Great Qin Dynasty, dares to promulgate laws and restrictions, he will definitely become a public enemy of all officials!
Qin Mo's revenge was too ruthless, but he still had to accept it.

Ying Zheng ignored his resentful eyes, and turned to look at Qin Mo.

"Erdi Aiqing, you are the Marquis of the Great Qin Dynasty, from the official position to the prime minister, you are under me and above tens of thousands of people, how can you treat yourself so harshly?"

"If the world's sages see you, wouldn't they slander me for being mean and ungrateful? Who would want to serve Daqin?"

"Look at the two old generals Wang Jian and Wang Ben. Their father and son's family has tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land and wealth, and they are still not satisfied. As a younger generation, you must be good at collecting wealth, and you will have a long life in the future!"

Ying Zheng spoke earnestly, and the ministers also nodded in agreement.

Qin Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Actually, the egg fried rice fried in the previous night's meal is delicious."

"Where can an overnight meal be delicious?"

When Ying Zheng heard him mention the overnight meal again, his face was filled with disgust immediately: "I know you pursue the idea of ​​universal love, but it's too much."

"You are the face of our Great Qin Empire, you can no longer live in thatched huts and eat overnight meals!"

As if thinking of something, Ying Zheng suddenly looked at Li Si again with a slightly cold expression.

"You falsely accused Qin Qing, but it was Qin Qing who rescued you. Now that Qin Qing is so poor, do you feel ashamed?"

Li Si understood in seconds, gritted his teeth and said: "The minister is willing to give the Marquis of Zhen Guo a mansion of one hundred mu, half a tael and ten thousand coins, and I hope Marquis of Zhen Guo will refuse."

Dogs don't want the benefit of being delivered to your door.

Qin Mo was not polite to him, and said with a smile: "Li Tingwei is very kind, but this Marquis will be disrespectful."

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction, but turned to look at the other courtiers.

The ministers: "..."

The ministers were speechless, and there was no money in the treasury, so they slaughtered me. Your Majesty is really not kind.

But thinking of the dignified first minister of the Qin Empire, living in a thatched hut and eating overnight meals, I really can't justify it.

This is no longer Qin Mo's personal matter, it is a state matter related to the face of the empire!

Therefore, Wang Wan, the prime minister of the left, gave a hundred feet of silk as a gift.

The doctor ordered Meng Yi to present ten healthy horses.

Zhao Gao, the order of the CRRC government, presented a pair of vermilion lacquer cars.

The officials donated money and goods, making Qin Mo a rich man in an instant.

Ying Zheng didn't seem to be satisfied, he looked left and right, and pointed at the Wang family father and son hiding behind the officials.

"Where are the two old generals hiding? Come and talk!"

Wang Jian and Wang Ben were praised for being good at collecting money just now, and they wanted to die.

Is our family good at gathering money?
That is the self-defilement of a minister with great achievements!
But then again, the Wang family did accumulate a lot of wealth and land.

Now that Ying Zheng named them again, the father and son were really embarrassed, so they had to bite the bullet and come forward to salute.

Ying Zheng didn't care about the little embarrassment of the father and son, but just pulled Qin Mo and said: "Qin Qing will be handed over to the two old generals, and teach him how to make money."

The corner of Qin Mo's mouth twitched: "My minister's money-making skills are actually not bad."

As a descendant, in this barbaric pre-Qin period, he could make a lot of money by doing whatever he wanted.

It's just that all the wealth he has accumulated is used for doing things, it's not that he doesn't know how to accumulate wealth!
Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and when he remembered that Qin Mo often created some miraculous things, he was also taken aback.

But he did not change his mind, and stared at Wang Jian and his son solemnly.

"Two old generals, I entrust Qin Qing to you, and I don't care about the others. You must not let him live in a hut for overnight meals!"

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng turned around and left the small courtyard, and led his group of officials to drive back to the palace.

After a while, only the father and son of the Wang family and Qin Mo were left in the small courtyard, and the three of them looked at each other with wide eyes.

Qin Mo: "Are the two old generals hungry?"

Father and son: "Hungry!"

Qin Mo: "Then I'll dig some potatoes and treat the two old generals."

Father and son: "..."

Has Qin Xiang misunderstood the word "entertainment"?

Er, the father and son are also Daqin Chehou, you don't talk about a big feast, at least you have to go to the bar to set a table, right?

However, Qin Mo didn't seem to have the consciousness to neglect the honored guest.

First, he fed the leftover rice scattered all over the floor to the yellow guard dog, and then he really dug potatoes and got into the stove.

The father and son sat on their knees in the main room and waited, looking at each other with wry smiles.

If I want to change Qin Mo's living habits, I'm afraid it's a long way to go!

"The water is boiling, the two old generals will drink some hot tea first, and wait for a while."

Qin Mo came out of the kitchen with the pottery pot in hand, took out two cups from the desk, sprinkled a handful of tea leaves in each, and poured boiling water to brew.

Then, I went back to the kitchen to work!
"Father, Prime Minister Qin is so frugal, I'm afraid it will be difficult for His Majesty to explain."

Wang Ben stroked his gray beard and said in a low voice.

Wang Jian ignored him, watching the air in the cup rising, and a fragrance of Jiamu came to his face, he couldn't help but blurted out praise: "It's really a fairy tea."

Qin acquired Bashu, and the method of making tea was spread in Guanzhong, and Qin people loved it.

The method of making tea, as the name suggests, is to boil and drink. When boiling, add salt, ginger, cinnamon, orange peel, mint and other things.

It's quite tasty to drink, but it's actually just a pot of soup.

Wang Jian has never seen the method of brewing fried tea like Qin Mo's. He only felt the fragrance is pleasant and the whole body is comfortable, so he was shocked as a fairy tea!
Wang Ben was also attracted by the fragrance of tea at this time, and the father and son twitched their noses to smell it again and again.

Finally, seeing that the tea soup was getting cold, Wang Jian took the lead in picking up the teacup, and carefully took a sip.

Wang Ben stared at his father's expression, but when he saw Wang Jian's tea soup, his eyebrows were already wrinkled, as if it was not very delicious.

But after a while, his eyebrows stretched out, and his face revealed a look of intoxication!
Wang Ben looked confused, and simply took a sip from his cup.

He drank too much in this sip, he felt bitter and unspeakable, and almost vomited it out.

When he managed to swallow it, just as he was about to say bitterness, the unique aftertaste of fried tea filled his mouth, and even his heart and spleen.

"It's really fairy tea!"

Wang Ben also blurted out a word of praise, and then held the tea cup and looked at it carefully: "It turns out that Qin Xiang also loves beauty. This cup looks like jade but not jade. There are gold lacquer paintings embedded in the jade, which is really ingenious."

When he said this, Old Wang Jian also noticed the teacup in his hand, which seemed unusual.

The old man thought it was a jade cup at first, so he didn't look at it much. Now that he looked closely, he couldn't help but be speechless: "This cup is priceless!"

The more the father and son watched, the more amazed they were, and they couldn't put it down.

But in fact, it is just a white porcelain cup, and the firing is extremely rough.

The so-called gorgeous gold lacquer painting in Wang Benkou is just the product of failed firing.

Qin Mo originally wanted a truly gorgeous gold enamel color, but accidentally made it into a nouveau riche local tyrant.

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(End of this chapter)