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

Chapter 240 I don't know what evil move Prime Minister Qin has figured out!

After Xia Wuqiu's budget report was approved by Qin Mo, the money and food were also in place, and Ying Zheng also gave the green light to approve the house land, so that the construction of the medical center can be started quickly.

At least, in Guanzhong and Xianyang, the construction of medical clinics started at a lightning speed.

When people woke up, they found that inside and outside Xianyang City, there were many large construction sites, either building foundations on flat ground, or renovating old houses, and countless craftsmen were busy.

There are also small officials in front of the construction site, beating gongs and drums to recruit craftsmen. The hard worker starts at [-] yuan a month, with food and housing included, while the craftsman starts at [-] yuan a month, also including food and housing. live.

The people in Guanzhong who have already finished planting the autumn grain are very enthusiastic about this kind of good work that makes extra money.

Even many people who worked in private workshops quit their jobs immediately when they learned that His Majesty the First Emperor wanted to build a medical center to benefit the soldiers and civilians all over the world, and turned to work on the construction site of the medical center.

Yingzheng's painstaking reputation among the people is reflected in this invisible!

However, compared with the common people who enthusiastically applied for work, what attracted the eyes of the good-for-nothing people was the thick granite stele standing tall in front of the construction site.

The horoscope of the medical hall has not yet been completed, and it can even be said that the writing has not yet been written, but such a conspicuous stone tablet is made first, which is somewhat suspected of a face-saving project, which is very inconsistent with the pragmatic style of the pre-Qin era.

Some craftsmen used cinnabar dye to draw handwriting on the stone tablet to facilitate subsequent engraving of the tablet.

After those good-for-nothings saw the handwriting clearly, the slander in their hearts disappeared immediately... This monument should indeed be erected early, to praise the good name of righteousness and set an example for future generations!
"This huge medical clinic was actually donated by Widow Naba. It's really a charity~!"

"Who says it's not? No wonder Naba Widow Qing is respected by His Majesty the First Emperor and commended by Jieyi."

"Such philanthropic merchants deserve endless wealth and prosperous descendants..."

The good-for-nothing crowd looked at the cinnabar handwriting on the stone tablet, and the voices of praise were endless.

But as the craftsman painted the last few words, the praise of the good-for-nothings turned into envy, even jealousy.

【Written by the First Emperor of Qin Dynasty】

【Qin empress Mi's family question】

These two sentences are easy to understand, meaning that the editor of the content of the inscription, that is, the biography of Ba Widow Qing, is the first emperor Yingzheng himself.

Then, Empress Mi transcribed and sorted it out, and engraved Empress Mi's handwriting on the stele.

This kind of honor is simply no one else!

This inscription can be used directly on the grave after death!

This Widow Qing's posthumous name will surely last forever, it is a certainty!

"How much food do you need to donate to build such a medical center?"

The troublemaker dressed as a businessman couldn't help finding the official in charge of the construction site, and asked eagerly.

The official could probably guess what this person was thinking, so he stretched out three fingers and said hesitantly, "30 yuan."

The merchant raised his eyebrows slightly, and continued to ask: "Can the empress do the biography?"

The official nodded: "If you donate 30 yuan to a large Class A medical center, you can get the emperor's biography; if you donate [-] yuan to a Class B medium medical center, you can get the queen to do the biography; if you donate [-] to [-] yuan to a small Class C medical center , you can get the prince to do the biography."

The merchant raised his eyebrows again, the good guy has clearly marked the price, the court is indeed pragmatic enough, the truth is... just what I want!

"Where can I donate?"

"Inner City, Imperial Medical Office Yamen."

"Thank you for letting me know..."

The merchant thanked him and left, leading a few fellows, and hurried towards the inner city.

The official watched the merchant go away, and was about to go around the construction site, but a woman's voice sounded behind him: "Dare to ask your lord, where is the medical center donated by the later Prime Minister Li Si?"

The official stopped and turned around to check.

The questioner was a woman dressed as a servant, but not far behind her was a four-horse carriage parked, which was very eye-catching.

"Well, wait for me to see."

The official knew that most of them belonged to Li Si's family, so he took out a thread-bound booklet from his sleeve, flipped through it carefully and said, "I remember that Li Xiang's family donated 20 yuan, which is not enough to build a Class A large building." The hospital..."

"Well, I found it. You see, in Jingyang County, there are two Class-B medium-level medical clinics, which will be built with the 20 yuan donated by Li Xiang's family."

The maid stretched her neck to look at it, and said a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Jun, can you borrow me to copy this booklet?"

The official directly handed the booklet to her and said: "You don't need to copy it, just send it to you. The Imperial Medical Office has printed a lot... Anyone who has donated money to the construction of the medical center will receive a booklet today, listing the names of each family. The whereabouts of donated money is expected to be open and transparent.”

"Thank you, sir, for your clarification."

Suddenly, the servant girl knelt down and saluted to thank her.

Then, he took the brochure and walked quickly to the car not far away: "Madam, I have asked clearly, our family donated 20 yuan to build two Class B medium medical centers in Jingyang County."

Mrs. Li in the car nodded, took the booklet handed in by the maid and flipped through it for a while, then said: "Let's go home immediately... Besides, send someone to the palace to call your husband and ask him to take a leave of absence to go home." , and said that I have something important to look for him!"

"Here."

The servant girl agreed, and then ordered an accompanying old retainer to go to the palace to call Li Si home.

When the old retainer heard the word 'big event', he didn't dare to delay in the slightest, he flicked his horsewhip immediately, overtook the car and galloped towards the inner city.

But when he entered the inner city and rushed outside the palace gate, he found many familiar faces clamoring to enter the palace, saying that there was something urgent and they wanted to see their Patriarch.

Well, these familiar faces are all loyal retainers of the central officials' families. They usually look down and don't look up, but today it's rare to get all of them together!
The imperial guards searched all the retainers, then led them into the palace city, and went straight to the side hall where the officials of the central government were on duty.

After seeing the Patriarch, the retainers murmured and whispered.

However, the officials of the central government had different expressions when they heard it, but in the end they all put down their official duties and said to Old Wang Wan: "Old Master Wang, I have some urgent matters at home... can I go home first and see?" ...It won't take much time..."

Old Wang Wan frowned, something is wrong with this.

But before he asked everyone what happened at home and how they got together so coincidentally, he saw another panting retainer coming in at the entrance of the side hall.

The retainer went straight to Old Wang Wan, and whispered in his ear.

After hearing this, Old Wang Wan probably understood everything, and waved to Li Si and the others who were asking for leave, "Then go, anyway, it's noon anyway, and you should only take a lunch break."

Li Si and others were overjoyed: "Thank you Mr. Wang for taking care of you."

Old Wang Wan hesitantly said, "What's the matter, I have to go home too!"

As he spoke, he got up first, led his retainers, and left the side hall in a hurry. Li Si and the others naturally followed suit and left in a hurry.

In the huge side hall value room, there were only two people left in an instant.

Wang Jian and Meng Tian!
The old and the young looked at each other, their eyes wide open for a long time.

"Senior, did your family donate a lot of money to the charity auction held by Empress Mi a few days ago?" Meng Tian asked thoughtfully.

Wang Jian stroked his beard and said noncommittally, "Thinking about it, your family has donated a lot."

The two Chinese gods of war spoke so concisely, and then they looked at each other and laughed.

"I don't know what kind of evil move Prime Minister Qin has come up with to make my colleagues so anxious..."

"We can be regarded as bankrupt and avoid disaster..."

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Li Si and the old retainers rode back home all the way, and saw the fidgeting wife in the study.

"Husband, do you know that the government-run medical center has started construction?" Mrs. Li asked straight to the point.

On the way back, Li Si had already learned about it from the old retainer, so he nodded and said, "I know."

"You called me back in a hurry, didn't you just want to tell me the news?"

Mrs. Li shook her head, took out a brand new booklet, handed it to Li Si and said, "Husband, let's have a look."

As the officials at the construction site said, all those who donated money to the government-run medical center received a "Charity Fund Use List" in the morning.

Li Si didn't talk nonsense. After receiving the booklet, he sat down and looked through it in a leisurely manner.

This so-called charitable fund use list is actually the rendering of the Guan Chinese Medicine Museum - the ultimate evolutionary version that Qin Mo showed Ying Zheng.

It not only covers the renderings of all Class A large medical centers in various counties across the country, but also enriches the details a lot.

The biographies of the donors of the Class A medical museum have also been written in detail, and if there is not enough space to write on the stele of the renderings, they are written on the back of the renderings.

The first four renderings of Class A large medical halls belonged to the Wang family and the Meng family, and each donated two.

Li Si was noncommittal, and Emperor Shi Huang's favor for these two families was slightly inferior to that of the young prime minister, so he was rich and powerful, so there was no need to be envious, and he couldn't be envious...

After flipping through the first four renderings, it was Widow Qing, who was equally wealthy, who also donated two Class A medical centers.

This is nothing to envy. Widow Qing Ba is an industrialist, and the old woman is also righteous. Ying Zheng respects her almost like a mother. How licentious the Queen Mother Zhao was back then, how much Ying Zheng respects Widow Qing now... …

Li Si continued to look down, but then curled his lips.

Wu Zhiluo, a cattle dealer who made his fortune by selling horses in the early years, used to be relied on by the imperial court to deliver high-quality war horses to the Qin army, so he was granted a small title and given the right to discuss government affairs.

But since Qin Mo led the army to wipe out the barbarians outside the Great Wall, the status of the animal dealer has plummeted, and he has become the biggest wool dealer in Guanzhong...

Now, let him show his face again, and the emperor and empress have joined hands to write a biography for him, what an honor!
Li Si curled his lips and continued to read, the more he looked, the more he curled his lips.

Apart from the first few, he has nothing to say about the individual donors of the Class A medical center. In his opinion, the rest are, to put it bluntly, rubbish.

However, the rubbish he despises has a biography jointly written by Shi Huangdi and Empress Mi.

And he is not among them!

After reading the Class A medical clinic built with individual donations, the rest is a patchwork of Class A medical clinics with money donated by many people.

Of course, stele biographies are essential.

It's just that the biographies of so many people are crowded on one stone tablet, it will inevitably seem cramped!
Naturally, the pen and ink of chasing his ancestors, describing his life, and praising his righteous deeds must be greatly simplified and omitted, otherwise he really can't write it down!
Li Si felt a little bored when he read it. He didn't want his biography to be simplified and omitted, and he was squeezed together with others on a stone tablet.

If that's the case, I'll be a great Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, and my price will be too special, and I can't afford to lose that person!
Fortunately, he looked at the renderings of the first-class medical hall that many people put together, but he didn't see his name, and he looked back and found that it was all built by the empress of the Great Qin Emperor.

While Li Si breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help frowning, closed the booklet and asked, "Why isn't there our family?"

Mrs. Li reminded: "Husband, look at the back, isn't there a few pages left?"

According to Li Siyi's words, he flipped through the renderings of all the first-class medical centers, and directly checked the last few pages.

[Jingyang County, No. [-] Class B Medical Center, donated by the surname of Li, first name Si, word Tonggu, and the Empress of the Great Qin Dynasty...written by Empress Mi of the Great Qin Dynasty]

[Jingyang County, No. [-] Class B Medical Center, donated by the surname of Li, first name Si, word Tonggu, and the empress of the Qin Dynasty...written by the Empress Mi of the Qin Dynasty]

Class B medical clinics are not worthy of having renderings in this booklet. Li Si managed to find his name, but there were only two dry lines.

Obviously, Empress Mi hadn't had time to write a biography for him in the future, so she replaced it with '...'.

Logically speaking, this is not a problem. After the construction of the medical center, Empress Mi will add his biography.

And there are two Class B medical centers, so there is no need to simplify and omit his biography, let alone squeeze a stone tablet with others...

Li Si knew that this was Qin Mo and Xia Wuqiu, and he wanted to save face for him, the Prime Minister of the Qin Kingdom.

After all, the biography of the dignified prime minister is really unreasonable to be squeezed together with a bunch of unknown people.

It would be better to settle for the next best thing and put the biography in front of the two Class B medical halls.

There is no doubt that Qin Mo and Xia Wuqi are absolutely kind!

But... Li Si is a shameless person. He has always believed in the way of life that he would rather be a phoenix tail than a chicken head.

What's the matter with the biography of my majestic Prime Minister of Qin being placed in front of the Class B medical center?

This meow seems to lose his share even more, right?
After all, only three Class B medical centers can be compared to one Class A medical center.

Mrs. Li stood beside her, seeing Li Si's increasingly awkward expression, she could only sigh inwardly.

She knows Li Si's temperament very well, which is why she asked someone to call Li Si back after reading the brochure: "Husband, why don't we donate another [-] yuan? It's enough to make up a Class A doctor." Pavilion!"

Li Si's eyes lit up, and he asked hopefully, "Does Madam still have private money in her hand?"

Regarding the name before and after, no matter how poor he is, he will not be ambiguous, and he will admit it even if he is slaughtered.

Mrs. Li shook her head: "No, the 20 yuan for the clothing auction has already covered my dowry, and there is still money from my own house."

Li Si continued to hope: "The lady means to sell the clothes?"

When Mrs. Li heard the words, her phoenix eyes immediately glared: "You think beautiful... I mean, I sold all the houses that His Majesty rewarded you in the early years, and all the little fairies who lived in those houses~ !"

Li Si's old face immediately turned dry: "This... Madam, what are you talking about... Qin people are not allowed to buy and sell slaves..."

(End of this chapter)