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

Chapter 51 Benhou is really lazy, just want to be lazy every day!
After all, the ministers are old, even though they still have courage, hard labor is different from practicing martial arts.

In the evening, the officials were already complaining so much that they couldn't straighten their backs. Fortunately, there were dudes and grandchildren by their side, who could take care of them.

The officials didn't know whether they should be thankful or angry, they could only laugh and cry, lamenting that fortune and misfortune depend on each other!

"Gentlemen, let's have some food."

Qin Mo led the yellow dog and came to deliver the meal with a smile, followed by Yu Ji and the overseer carrying the barrel.

As if they had been pardoned, all the ministers threw down their shovels one after another, and with the support of their children and grandchildren, they slumped on the ground to rest.

The rest of the prodigal sons surrounded the rice bucket, scrambling for food, shouting: "Thank you for the food~!"

Qin Molang said in a loud voice: "For those who have finished hard labor today, tell your companions after returning to the city that if you want to find a meal, you can come to this Marquis to work."

"If you have enough food every day, you will give three and a half taels!"

All the prodigal sons were taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise: "Your Majesty's words are true?"

These guys, in fact, are not very old, it is the time when half-children eat poor old men.

Rather than being a libertine, it would be better to say that he is an idiot kicked out of his family.

Moreover, under the Qin law, there is no room for prodigal sons at all. When they truly grow up, they will have to separate from their parents and brothers.

The imperial court will allocate ration fields for them, and they will also undertake the battle of the pawns and become the reserve force of the Qin army.

Although the Internal History Department has captured them and thrown them into hard labor to build roads, they are different from slaves of other races. Qin Mo has never treated them harshly in terms of food.

If they can earn some pocket money to subsidize the family while eating enough, they will certainly be pleasantly surprised!
"I am dignified and dignified, will I still deceive you to wait?"

"If you don't believe me, you can continue to destroy the road. Benhou would like to have more free hard labor." Qin Mo scolded with a smile.

All the rascals couldn't care less about scrambling for food, and they all bowed to him: "Your Majesty is benevolent and righteous."

Qin Mo waved his hands, telling them not to be pretentious, and to eat their stomachs before talking.

At this time, Concubine Yu had already filled the meals and brought them to the paralyzed officials one by one.

Among the officials, those who knew Yu Ji's official status forced themselves to get up and thanked him: "I have the honor to thank you."

"You don't need to be polite, you should eat quickly."

Concubine Yu reserved the gift and continued to deliver meals for others.

She went out with the army a while ago, and followed Qin Mo these days, and now she has some experience.

If it had been different from the past, and the ministers in the court would thank her and salute her, she would be proud of her braids!

"Qin Xiang, you have been unrestrained recently..."

Lao Wang Wan ate half a bowl of millet rice, finally heaved a sigh of relief, and went to Qin Mo with the rice bowl.

Qin Mo raised his hand to interrupt him: "Old Minister Wang, just call me Qinhou or Qin Mo."

Old Wang Wan nodded: "Alright Mr. Qin."

Qin Mo: "..."

This old urchin did it on purpose.

Old Wang Wan handed the job bowl to the little grandson behind him, took out the golden seal from his sleeve, and stuffed it directly into Qin Mo's arms.

"Qin Xiang, you are chic enough, you should take care of yourself."

"In the future, you need to make decisions about the major affairs of the empire!"

As if seeing a ghost, Qin Mo pushed Xiang Yin away and said, "Don't be joking, Mr. Wang. This Marquis doesn't want to be a right-hand man yet, so why would you care about your left-hand man?"

As he spoke, his face was full of disgust.

Old Wang Wan was hit by a hundred million points of crit, and her head was full of black lines: "This is not the seal of the left minister, but the seal of the right minister. It is the one that Qin Xiang returned to His Majesty a few days ago."

Qin Mo immediately disliked it even more, turned his head and left.

But the officials did not know when, they had already blocked his way, and they all bowed to the ground: "Mr. Qin, don't get angry."

"A few days ago, we were indeed rude."

"I also hope that Prime Minister Qin will put state affairs first!"

Qin Mo was speechless, he regretted that he should not have come to deliver the meal, originally wanted to see their jokes, but now it's better to trap himself here.

"This Marquis is really lazy, I just want to be lazy and play around every day."

"Virtue is really not worthy of the position of prime minister!"

The officials didn't care what excuses he had, and immediately said: "The wise man works hard, the foolish man works hard, Qin Xiang works hard, and we work hard. Isn't it appropriate in the past?"

Qin Mo pointed to the slaves of foreign races in the distance, wondering: "This Marquis is also busy with enforcing the kingdom, but His Majesty borrowed these [-] slaves without food and grass."

"Nowadays, every day I open and close my eyes, these [-] slaves are eating and drinking, and they have to try to earn money."

"Where the mind is exhausted, it is still possible to decide the great affairs of the empire..."

As he was talking, he suddenly looked behind the officials for a moment, and then said in shock: "Your Majesty~!"

The officials immediately turned around, but there was nothing behind them.

Where is the shadow of Ying Zheng?

I didn't find Ying Zheng even after looking up and down from a distance!
The officials were puzzled and looked back at Qin Mo... where is he?
In the distance, Qin Mo's back was faintly visible, holding Yu Ji with one hand and the yellow dog with the other.

The ministers: "..."

The officials were dumbfounded.

They thought that Qin Mo would refuse.

But no one thought that Qin Mo would really refuse.

Shouldn't it be a false refusal and then gladly accept it?

After all, that is the position of prime minister!We can't wish for it, and with the stigma of being a "chosen minister", we also want to fight for the honor!
This one is good, he looks like a plague god, as for?

The officials were stunned for a long while, but looking at Qin Mo's willful back with the beauty on the left and the yellow on the right, it seemed that they could vaguely understand his state of mind.

Old Wang Wan smiled wryly and spread his hands: "President Qin is like this, how can we explain to His Majesty?"

Feng Jie also had no choice but to say: "In my opinion, if we want Prime Minister Qin to return to his prime, His Majesty has to come in person."

The ministers nodded: "Then, while the palace gate is still open, go back quickly and inform His Majesty."

Everyone has made up their minds, and they are not in the mood to eat anymore, so they lift their legs and leave the construction site.

But before they could take a few steps, the overseer stopped them with a smile on his face: "Young princes, you can't leave yet."

"There is an order from the Department of Internal History that anyone who deliberately damages the Straight Path will have to serve at least five days of hard labor!"

The officials were dumbfounded again: "Five days???"

The half-day hard labor has already killed us.

If five days of hard labor in a row, wouldn't you be exhausted to death?

Nei Shiten, you kill a thousand swords, even if you want to kill chickens and scare monkeys, this is too ruthless!

……

The next day, two news spread in Xianyang city.

One is that Qin Mo, Marquis of Zhenguo, said that idlers in the city can go to work on the construction site in Zhidao, and they will have enough food every day, and they will be given three and a half taels.

The prodigal sons in the city, who were looking for food, immediately left in groups after hearing the news, and Xianyang City was completely empty.

The second is that those elected ministers in the court, who went crazy yesterday for some reason, went to destroy the straight road together, were caught by Nei Shiteng on the spot, and they were all punished to do hard labor to build the road.

The emperor held a court meeting, more than half of the important officials were missing, and the hall was empty, so panicked.

"Haha, this Nei Shiten really lived up to my expectations."

Ying Zheng broke up the court meeting, instead of being angry, he admired Nei Shi Teng's impartial law enforcement.

　520 In the middle of the night, I'm not in bed... Emperors, am I pitiful?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)