my grandfather was qin shi huang

Later, it was because of a letter from Kuaiji that the door of the room, which had been closed for almost an entire afternoon, was opened from the inside. Zhao Ying, who had been celebrating with his daughter for a long time, was glowing and full of energy.

"Third uncle's letter?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise and took the letter from Zhang Liang. He didn't expect that the young master, General Lu, would have a letter delivered here.

He couldn't help but open the letter from Kuaiji with some curiosity.

"I heard that my wise nephew has come south to Zhang County. I am very happy to be my uncle. If you have time, you can come to Kuaiji. I miss you so much."

Looking at this extremely simple but sincere letter, Zhao Ying couldn't help but smile. Among these uncles, the most honest and reliable one is the fourth uncle Gongzi Gao, the most bold and courageous is the third uncle Jianglu, the most ambitious one is the eighteenth uncle Hu Hai, and there are only a few others.

This third uncle is one of the most valued elders among his royal blood relatives.

He just pondered for a moment before making a decision. He walked to the desk, picked up the brush, wrote a reply to the young master, and turned to the messenger standing behind Zhang Liang.

"When you go back, tell your third uncle for me that after I finish my work here, I will go over and visit you immediately..."

"promise!"

The messenger stretched out his hands, took the letter from Zhao Ying respectfully, and was about to leave. Zhao Ying smiled and waved his hand.

"There's no need to be in such a hurry. You've been working hard all the way. Just have a good night's rest here today to wash yourself off. Then you can leave tomorrow. When I see my third uncle, I will personally explain it to him..."

The messenger hesitated for a moment, then agreed with a grateful look on his face, and followed Zhang Liang down to rest.

Zhao Ying sat back at the table and once again took out the file filled with Zhangjun's wealthy families and flipped through page after page. His face was calm and he could not see any reaction.

It wasn't until the sky gradually darkened that he slowly closed the file and walked out of his study.

"Your Highness—"

Seeing Zhao Ying come out of the room, Jing, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, stepped forward in a deep voice. Zhao Ying stopped and softly uttered two words.

"Liao family——"

Hearing this, he looked solemn.

"promise!"

After saying that, he turned around and strode away, quickly disappearing into the night. Jing Nai was an elite captain who was born in Heibingtai. Some things seemed to be handled without any fuss, which made him appreciate it more and more.

……

After Zhao Ying arrived in Zhangjun, among all the tasks, the fastest implementation was free education.

Although free printed books are not available for a while, people in this era do not care so much. All they need is a teacher and an open space to recruit a group of students.

The second step is the promotion of retting and new farming techniques.

Regarding these, now even the court officials who followed him are already familiar with them, and they don't need Zhao Ying to take action personally. In addition, everyone from top to bottom now attaches great importance to farming. When they heard that His Royal Highness the Emperor Sun was going to teach new techniques of retting and farming, they were almost eager to learn them. The progress of the implementation is extremely gratifying.

Today, his group of officials have conducted hundreds of lectures and demonstrations in Zhang County, and led the people of Zhang County to dig and build nearly a hundred large pits for fertilization in the fields.

The results are gratifying.

Since the Charity Hall could not find a suitable location, it could only be temporarily set up in the west courtyard of the Sheriff's Mansion.

However, Zhao Ying repeatedly emphasized to Jian Yong in front of everyone that although the charity hall was temporarily set up in the county governor's house, and some county officials participated in this work, the charity hall was not subordinate to the county. Any yamen in the government office is an independent one. It is specially allocated by the Royal Charity Hall and has a dedicated person responsible for operating it. It provides assistance and relief according to the situation in Zhang County.

Because of the large number of people involved, the workload of implementing it one by one is huge and extremely cumbersome. However, everyone knows that the emperor's grandson attaches great importance to this work and also knows his highness's habits. No one dares to slack off.

Zhao Ying's request is very simple, that is, the relief money and food must be handed over to the people who really need it, and there must be no nepotism.

A public support project must not destroy people's support!

Zhao Ying was very stuck on this one.

Therefore, on the contrary, progress in this area is quite slow. However, this problem will be alleviated as the Charity Hall sets up relief points in various counties and towns.

Xu negative, who had been watching with cold eyes along with his master, frowned slightly as he held the recent decorations of the Charity Hall.

"Master, tell me, the emperor's eldest grandson is making a fuss out of a molehill by doing this?"

Huang Shigong glanced at his extremely smart little apprentice without comment.

"how you said that?"

"Master, I have been observing the charity hall of Emperor Changsun since Changsha County. It has actually set up charity hall strongholds in various villages - how much manpower and material resources does this require, how much food does he have to spend, How can we support this? It is said that in Zhang County alone, the emperor's grandson needs to provide nearly 100,000 yuan of food every year, which is almost equivalent to the annual expenditure of the entire county government..."

Xu Fu has obviously gone through detailed investigation and has already had his own thoughts on this issue.

She looked at Huang Shigong with a look of disbelief on her face.

"The emperor, Sun Tianzong, is a genius but also has a clumsy face. How could he not understand such a simple truth? Once money is tight and unable to support it, it will inevitably attract backlash from the people and become the target of public criticism..."

Old Man Huang Shigong couldn't help but laugh when he looked at his worried young apprentice.

"You also said that His Highness the Emperor's Grandson is a genius - do you think His Highness the Emperor's Grandson would not be able to think of problems that even you and I can think of?"

Xu negative:......

"Then why is he sparing no effort to promote this? Could it be that he can also set up charity halls in every county in the world? By then, even if His Majesty gives him all the money and food, I am afraid he will not be able to collect them. Need money and food for relief..."

Old Man Huangshi couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He was about to speak when he saw Zhang Liang walking in briskly. He immediately stopped and turned to look at Zhang Liang who was walking in quickly with a box of pastries.

"Liang paid homage to the master and met the little junior sister——"

After saying that, he stepped forward with a smile and put down the pastry in his hand.

"This is what Wangxiang Pavilion sent specially to His Highness. Your Highness didn't eat it, so he asked me to bring it here. He said he wanted Master and Junior Sister to have a try..."

Xu Fu's nose was slightly raised, and a look of intoxication suddenly appeared on his face.

He happily stepped forward, pinched a piece and put it in his mouth.

"I just like this bite. Unfortunately, the Wangxiang Pavilion pastries are too expensive, and they are not sold to the public on weekdays, so it is not easy to buy..."

As he spoke, he happily held it and brought it to the old man Huangshi. "Master, you should try it too, it's really delicious..."

Zhang Liang smiled when he saw this.

"If Junior Sister and Master like it, I'll have someone send some over every day..."

Old Man Huangshi just picked up a piece and put it in his mouth with a smile, squinting his eyes and eating the cake with a satisfied expression. When he heard Zhang Liang's words, he couldn't help but frown and gently shook his head at Zhang Liang.

"Yes, it's really a wonderful thing, but it's not necessary to have it delivered to you every day. If it were delivered to you every day, it would make people lose their thoughts, which is quite unsightly... "

After saying that, he clapped his hands gently and handed Huang Shigong a handkerchief with great eyes.

Old Man Huangshi naturally pulled the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, then turned to look at Zhang Liang and said with a smile.

"You are here at the right time. Let me analyze it for your junior sister. Why does Your Highness spend so much financial and material resources to set up charity halls in various counties?"

Zhang Liang was silent for a long time and then said slowly.

"His Highness has great ambitions and strategies. He is a genius that has never been seen in the ages. He is a good and humble talent. I dare not speak in vain about His Highness's intentions..."

Seeing Zhang Liang's reaction, Old Man Huangshi was both pleased and emotional. However, he deliberately reminded himself of his most valued disciple and did not criticize Zhang Liang. Instead, he turned to Xu Negi who was standing aside.

"Since ancient times, the royal power has not been sent to the countryside. The emperor's eldest grandson has used the name of the charity hall to provide relief and carry out the management of the countryside. He is not afraid of those people reacting in the future and causing backlash..."

Hearing what Old Man Huangshi said, Zhang Liang couldn't help but feel shocked.

It's not like he hasn't thought about the reason why the emperor's eldest grandson spared no effort to promote the charity hall's purpose in various places, but he really didn't dare to think about it because since ancient times, royal power has not been sent to the countryside.

For a long time, the countryside was controlled by local wealthy families and village elders. Even after the First Emperor unified the world, established the system of prefectures and counties, and implemented Qin laws, this situation could not be completely changed.

Guanzhong is better. After so many years of reform, the Qin Law has penetrated into almost all aspects of the people in Guanzhong. The old Qin people have also become accustomed to the management of these Qin Laws. But outside Shandong, this is not the case. These newly acquired Land and local power are expanding, and the government's control is extremely weak.

There are no special problems. It is difficult for local governments to interfere in specific local affairs.

This has almost become a routine. Even Zhang Liang, who followed Zhao Ying day by day, was not aware of this problem. On the contrary, Old Huangshi, a bystander, looked on with cold eyes and saw some of Zhao Ying's intentions.

Xu Fu on the side was already dumbfounded. She looked at Old Man Huangshi in disbelief.

"Master, you are saying that the emperor's charity hall, named Charity, actually has other agendas. Through this, he wants to infiltrate the imperial court's control into the countryside..."

Old Man Huangshi shook his head gently and emphasized seriously.

"At least, the charity of Charity Hall is not empty. His Royal Highness the Emperor Changsun has indeed spent a lot of money and food to help many people who are living in hardship. As for the control of the local area..."

Having said this, Old Man Huangshi glanced at Zhang Liang at the side and said calmly.

"Maybe it's His Highness' unexpected surprise..."

But both Zhang Liang and Xu Negative are the top talents of this era. They never believe in coincidence, but because of this, they pay special attention to their master's judgment.

"That's why His Royal Highness the Emperor Changsun is not afraid at all. The Charity Hall is short of money and food. Once the Charity Hall is established, it will replace the local governance of the local village elders, and completely form a reality called Charity Hall, which is actually a rural yamen... …”

As long as the official grades and the number of officials in this level of yamen are strictly controlled, one place can support one yamen.

"The emperor's eldest grandson is really ambitious..."

When Zhang Liang walked by himself, his feet felt a little fluttery, giving him an unreal feeling. So, what kind of lord is he assisting during this period of time?

Being by the side of such a lord may really lead to unprecedented situations.

At this moment, the trace of unwillingness and frustration that he had secretly suppressed deep in his heart finally disappeared.

"Your Highness is as talented as you have ever seen, and I am not as good as you--"

……

Linqiong.

Royal fine iron workshop.

Wearing a black robe, Zhao Gao has a cold face and a figure as tall as a knife. Compared with when he was in Xianyang, Zhao Gao, who was originally quite handsome, has a bit more sinisterness and meanness visible to the naked eye.

At this time, with his hands behind his back, he slowly entered a closed room in the deepest part of the workshop under the gaze of elite guards wearing black armor.

It is said to be a room, but it is actually similar to a workshop in later generations. It is long and narrow, hundreds of meters long from east to west. There are more than a dozen steaming cauldrons lined up in the middle. Under the cauldron are coke with blue flames. Under the blessing of the blower, it is getting hotter and hotter. people.

"Mr. Zhou, what's wrong? Have you found the best ratio..."

When Zhou Yin heard the movement, he turned around and saw that it was Zhao Gao. He stood up quickly and bowed his hands respectfully.

"Zhou Yin has met Mr. Zhao..."

Seeing Zhou Yin acting like this again, Zhao Gao waved his hand, and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his cold and sinister mouth.

"Mr. Zhou, how many times have I told you that we are both stewards of this workshop, so you don't need to be so polite..."

Zhou Yin shook his head and insisted.

"Before Zhou came to Qiong, my brother had repeatedly told me that Mr. Zhao was a great talent. He had served as the order of His Majesty's Zhongche Mansion and had been in charge of government affairs for many years without making any mistakes. He was a real talent for the country, not like me. A little cleverness can look at the back of his neck and tell me that when I get to the place, I must take Zhao as the leader in everything and perform the courtesy of a disciple in front of Mr...."

Zhao Gao knew that he couldn't be persuaded, so he could only smile and shook his head. Zhou Yin walked straight over and looked through several extremely finely drawn tables in front of him.

"How is it?"

When he mentioned this, Zhou Yin's eyes suddenly lit up and he became energetic.

"Mr. Hui, today I followed His Highness's instructions and conducted a total of thirty-six mixing ratio experiments. Among them, the No. 9 pot has the best effect - Sir, come and take a look..."

With that said, Zhou Yin led Zhao Gao to the pot No. 9 he mentioned, reached out from the blacksmiths and pulled out a long steel sword that had just been tempered in the pot, and handed it to Zhao Gao.

"Sir, look -"

Zhao Gao himself is a world-famous swordsman. The sword on his waist is also a famous bronze sword given by the First Emperor himself. His vision is naturally extraordinary. As soon as he got this sword made of steel, he couldn't help but be shocked. (End of chapter)