Qin Hu

Chapter 89 Embroidered Clothes Make Bad People Imperial City Secretary Jin Yiwei...

"Hahaha……"

Zhao Zihu liked to see Zhang Liang's flabbergasted appearance, so he laughed and turned to Zhao Tuo, "Zilong, open the way~!"

"only."

Zhao Tuo bowed his hand to accept the order, and then flicked his horsewhip.

Snapped--
The sound of the whip exploded like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, shaking inside and outside the city gate.

The people who listened to the city gate supervisor read the method of brewing fruit wine with their ears upright, Qiqi was so frightened that he shuddered, and turned back to look at the perpetrator angrily.

For the one with a big temper, the hoes and shovels have already been raised.

However, when they saw hundreds of armored cavalry behind them, their glaring eyes suddenly became docile, their hoes and shovels were quickly put down, and they all consciously gave way to the road into the city.

The privileged class will always be the privileged class!

Even if the world ends, this will not change, there will be new classes!

Zhao Tuo and more than a hundred elite soldiers formed a small defensive circle, surrounded by Zhao Zihu and others.

Wang Li's [-] armored retinues formed a larger defensive circle on the outside, and a group of people entered the city with the sound of horseshoes.

call--

All the knights entered the city, and the common people seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, there was an explosion of discussion.

"Is this also the Qin army? It looks scarier than the first emperor's imperial army..."

"Those knights in the middle are wrapped like iron men, a hundred times stronger than Yan's iron armor. When did the Qin people make iron so well?"

"A few years ago, the Qin general Wang Ben led his army to conquer here. The Qin army still used bronze weapons, but now iron weapons are very popular."

"The Qin people ruled all the Xias, and they can naturally learn the art of iron smelting in Yandi, just like the great Confucian scholars in our land of Qilu, don't they also treat them like dogs..."

"Shhh, be careful with your words, be careful that misfortune comes out of your mouth, you have only lived a few years in peace, don't make trouble for yourself!"

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Taishan County, inside the government office.

Ying Zheng was looking up major criminal and prison cases in recent years while eating his afternoon meal.

Next, the three princes and nine ministers of Daqin sat with them, checking various inventory records in Taishan County with the Chaku censors who came and went, and at the same time, they were also wolfing down their meals.

Next, all the big and small officials in Taishan County kept silent, for fear that Yingzheng and the important officials of the central government would find out something wrong.

Later generations said that Lao Zhu was cruel to corrupt officials, but in fact Qin Fa did not give in much, even worse!
"Your Majesty, Mr. Zihu has arrived and is asking to see you in the hall..."

An official of the Huang family entered the official office, bowed his hands and reported to Ying Zhengtong.

Ying Zheng nodded: "Xuan."

Lang Guan bowed his hands and left the official office.

Leaning slightly, Zhao Zihu was dressed all over his body, holding a knife in one hand and holding two rolls of cloth in the other, and strode into the official office.

Zhao Zihu hadn't appeared in public since Liangfushan was enshrined in Zen. At this time, the appearance of Daqin's black and fat version of Lu Bu seemed to make all the officials blind. After recovering, everyone smiled Er shook his head endlessly.

The Clan Naughty Tiger is worthy of being a Clan Naughty Tiger, he can always come up with some ingenious tricks!

"My son pays homage to Father Emperor..."

Zhao Zihu stopped ten steps down the steps, and presented two volumes of cloth and silk, saying: "My son expresses his own opinion. On the basis of the official system established by the father, if there are slight deletions and additions, or if there is something inappropriate, please ask the father Take a look!"

"Come and eat with me."

Ying Zheng nodded and waved to him.

Then, he signaled the servant beside him to move all the criminal and prison cases on his desk to Li Si for interrogation, so as to make room for Zhao Zihu to eat.

Zhao Zihu went up the steps with two rolls of cloth in his arms, and sat obediently by the desk. After handing the two rolls of cloth to Ying Zheng, he took a pair of bowls and chopsticks from the waiter, and picked out the dishes on the desk to eat.

Daqin's meals are just like that after tossing and turning, mainly stewed and grilled, and the taste is extremely light.

Even if it was Ying Zheng's imperial meal, it was impossible to say how bad it was, but it was definitely not delicious. It was okay to eat once in a while, but if you eat two more meals, Zhao Zihu could spit out birds from his mouth.

Well, here comes the fade-out bird!
As for Zhao Zihu's favorite frying, cooking, and even the rich and colorful Laoshan taste of later generations, don't even think about it!

When Zhao Zihu was a picky eater, Ying Zheng put down his chopsticks, opened the tops of the two rolls of cloth to look, and found the roll that belonged to Zhao Zihu.

Then, slowly unfold and watch carefully!

When Zhao Zihu wrote things, he still kept the habit of later generations. He was not stingy with pen and ink, just like the three laws of mechanics that he gave to Xiang Liyue last time, and there were also punctuation marks.

As long as you write it, it will be written clearly, so that people can understand it at a glance, so that the viewer will not be confused and guess and understand it by themselves, so there is no delay in the matter!

Ying Zheng looked at the plain and straightforward [Memorials on the Increase and Decrease of the Official System], and felt that the eyes and minds of those who had just read the criminal and prison cases were instantly relaxed by three points.

This is the text for people to read!
When cheap paper is made in the future, an imperial edict must be issued, and all memorials will be written according to this system. Whoever reduces a sentence to two characters, which makes people look like a big head, will be thrown to the Shaofu workshop for half a month. hard labor.

Well, when the new official system is promulgated, the Shaofu Workshop will really be exclusive to the royal family in the future, and punishing people to go in to do hard labor is to serve the royal family and generate income!
"Well...good..."

Ying Zheng quickly read Zhao Zihu's memorials on the increase and decrease of the official system, but he nodded hesitantly.

Still the same sentence, Yingzheng cares too much about the inheritance of the family and the power of the future emperors, for fear of being invaded by his courtiers, he tries his best to ensure the power of the future emperors in the new official system.

As for Zhao Zihu, his vision is somewhat wider!
After all, standing on the shoulders of giants who are more than 2000 years old, as long as you think about it carefully, it is difficult to see narrowly.

Therefore, many of the places he deleted were due to Yingzheng's excessive centralization of power, and most of the places he added were to give some rights to the people.

Ying Zheng was a little noncommittal about this, but he had no objection.

At least, the father and son have very consistent attitudes towards officials, cutting and cutting as they should.

You are my shepherd dog. If you can manage the people well, I will feed you. I don’t care about high officials and rich salary.

Dog meat is still very fragrant, and it can fatten up the royal family!
"Tie Ying Ruishi and Yu Shi are both bright and dark, they are independent of the imperial court system, but they complement each other, they can monitor the size of the world, and they can also monitor each other... But, this name is too much, is my son more elegant? name?"

While rolling up the cloth and putting it away, Ying Zheng complained in a low voice about the official name given by Zhao Zihu.

Zhao Zihu blurted out: "Embroidered Clothes Envoy, Bad People, Imperial City Secretary, Jin Yiwei..."

Ying Zheng just asked casually. Hearing him talk endlessly, he couldn't help scolding: "Just think about how powerful these useless things are, and focus more on political affairs!"

　If there are no accidents, it may be on the shelves... Hey, I am so worried, there is no manuscript!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)