My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 499 Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang
The promotion of the system of prefectures and counties is inevitable, and even Chu State, which has very different customs, cannot escape.

Ying Zheng has selected a large number of reserved Qin officials and sent them to Chu State one after another to take over the counties, counties and cities of Chu State.

On the other hand, Ying Zheng was worried that if the more than 300,000 Chu troops were put back, there might be trouble in the future.

This is different from forcibly relocating the original residents to the land of Bashu after conquering other areas.

This time, the Chu State surrendered too many soldiers, and many of them were elite soldiers. If they stayed, their children would have grandchildren, and when they took root and sprouted in their place, they would be in great trouble.

Therefore, when Ying Zheng convened ministers to discuss how to reward Fusu so as to establish his absolute authority, he was also preparing for this important event.

"Three hundred thousand soldiers surrendered. If they don't rebel within one year, they will rebel within five years. They must be separated. We must not let so many Chu soldiers stay in Chu. We must let them do other things and consume their strength. ”

"People's hearts are always greedy. Scholars don't want to spread culture and education, but only want to be high-ranking officials. Farmers don't want to cultivate the land and harvest grain, but also want to become generals and marquises. Craftsmen don't want to delve into crafts, but only want to change their identities. Businessmen don't want to delve into crafts, but only want to change their status. Not willing to satisfy vested interests, getting money is not enough, but also power.”

"Since they are not willing to live a peaceful life when they are born, then let them live like slaves for the rest of their lives."

Ying Zheng's cold voice sounded in the hall, and the cold and resolute faces of the courtiers were reflected on the smooth tile floor.

Wang Wan looked at Ying Zheng, his eyes full of shock, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Feng Quji naturally agreed with Ying Zheng's statement.

If the people knew how to control their desires, there would be no need for a single person to govern the world.

The reality is just the opposite, so people like them are needed to deter these greedy mobs.

Li Si bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I think that all the surrendered soldiers of the Chu Kingdom should be moved to our Hangu Pass. As for what to do, we will discuss it later. But they must not be allowed to stay in their homeland."

Ying Zheng said, "The way to cure Gu is: first A for three days, then A for three days. Those who govern the country must have a long-term vision."

"Before something begins, we must deduce the origin of the matter. After something happens, we must consider the preparedness. We must consider both the situation before and after the event begins, so that the country can last long."

"If we move such a large number of Chu people to the Xianyang area without deciding how to resettle them in advance, I am afraid that when the Chu soldiers are really moved, we will not be able to think of any good solutions."

"What do you think?"

Ying Zheng's face returned to a ruthless coldness, and his powerful aura made every minister dare not speak easily.

There was silence among the civil and military officials in the court, and Ying Zheng said again, "Three days."

Everyone looked up tremblingly.

"I'll give you three days, and then I'll give you a satisfactory answer."

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, all the ministers took a breath.

As soon as they returned home, the ministers immediately summoned the guests in the mansion and asked everyone to discuss what to do with the surrendered soldiers of Chu State when they were taken to Xianyang.

For a time, everyone in Xianyang City was discussing this matter.

But no one gave Ying Zheng a satisfactory result.

Ying Zheng was naturally even more troubled by this matter and thought about it all day long.

Encountering such a difficult problem at this time really made him feel restless.

It's like the broth has been cooked, but the soup can't be poured into your cup!
So the ministers around Ying Zheng all scrambled to come up with ideas.

"Your Majesty, I think these people should be allowed to build Chidao."

Ying Zheng said: "Chi Dao can be completed in one or two years. It cannot last long."

"Your Majesty, I think that these people should be allowed to guard the royal tomb for a lifetime. This will not only demonstrate the filial piety of the king, but also prevent these people from ever having the chance to return to their homeland and cause trouble."

Ying Zheng looked at the eunuch in surprise. Ying Zheng knew that he was not a good person, but he didn't expect that there was such a bad and stupid bastard beside him!

Ying Zheng said calmly, "I think it's up to you to guard the tomb of the late king."

Xin immediately signaled the guards to come forward and drag him out.

The eunuch reacted immediately and shouted, "Your Majesty, spare my life", but it was too late.

Xin smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you really haven't changed at all."

But if the problem is not solved, Ying Zheng will not be happy.

However, Zhang Han, who was waiting silently on the side, had a new idea after hearing this bad idea.

What the King loves most in his heart is always the King himself.

Rather than letting these people guard the tomb of the late king, it is better to guard the tomb of the great king.

But with a personality like the king's, who refuses to accept defeat, how can he be willing to listen to people talking about his death?

Zhang Han thought slowly, and suddenly an idea came to him.

"Your Majesty, I have an idea. I'm just afraid that if I say it out loud, your Majesty will ask me to guard the tomb."

Zhao Gao stood aside, feeling very depressed.

Here comes another one!
Since he stepped down, everyone around the king can speak.

He knew that Zhang Han, a man with a horse face, only looked honest and honest, but in his heart he was also a man who talked about power and profit.

Ying Zheng originally had no hope for Zhang Han, but just said, "I forgive you, just say whatever you have to say."

"Your Majesty, I think it may not be a good idea to let Chu soldiers guard the mausoleum, but what if you let them build a mausoleum? Build a mausoleum that is unparalleled in ancient times and today." "Unparalleled in ancient times and today?" Ying Zheng's eyes lit up. "Go on."

Zhang Han had already knelt down, "Your Majesty, you have established immortal achievements, but being a mortal is a sad and helpless thing. As long as you live, you must die. But how can people like you, Your Majesty, die after death? Should he also lie in the same tomb as other kings? "

Zhang Han raised his head and glanced at Ying Zheng. When he saw that Ying Zheng was not angry, he said slowly, "I am humble and bold, thinking that the king should really let those Chu people come to Xianyang. But they are not here to guard the mausoleum, but to stand up for the king." A mausoleum that has never been seen before or since.”

Ying Zheng sat upright, his body unconsciously leaning forward, "Shan."

"You said before that you were afraid that I would punish you to guard the mausoleum, but I would not do that. I ordered you to build such an ancient mausoleum for me."

Ying Zheng believes that what a person says represents what he is thinking in his heart.

When Zhang Han said that he needed an ancient tomb, Ying Zheng's heart was already touched.

He has done so much for the people of the world, but no one thinks highly of him. Only Zhang Han proposed that he should have a mausoleum that is unprecedented and unprecedented.

This is exactly what Ying Zheng wants.

Zhang Han was very excited when he heard this order.

He had been looking forward to it for so long, but he did not wait until the king ordered him to send troops to fight and win the title of nobility, but he did wait for the opportunity to build a mausoleum for the king.

"I will give you two hundred thousand prisoners and let you command them. As for how to build this mausoleum, you can discuss it with Wang Wan and the others. From now on, you will be the general in the palace."

Zhang Han was unprepared for this sudden honor and power, and thought it was just a dream.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. In the future, I will definitely build a tomb that satisfies Your Majesty and make this mausoleum immortal. Even after thousands of years, it will definitely be the largest mausoleum in history with the most abundant burials!"

Ying Zheng stroked his beard and looked at Zhang Han with satisfaction.

"In the past, I ignored you."

Everyone looked sideways at Zhang Han.

As for the ministers around Ying Zheng, there is no reward comparable to a word of praise from Ying Zheng.

Because Ying Zheng is an absolute strong man, what an honor it is to be praised by him!

In this way, a solution to the settlement of the surrendered soldiers of the Six Kingdoms was born, and at the same time, it satisfied Ying Zheng's vanity to the greatest extent.

However, as soon as it was born, it was immediately questioned by countless people.

Wang Wan could understand that Ying Zheng needed an unprecedented mausoleum, but he could not accept the price that these 200,000 people had to pay to build a mausoleum for King Qin.

So Wang Wan took Wei Zhuang and immediately came to Ying Zheng and started a confrontation with Zhang Han.

Zhang Han was very puzzled. He thought of the Great Qin State and then risked his life to come up with such a solution.

And he has never offended the prime minister in the past.

How come he was questioned by the Prime Minister of Qin on his first day in office?

Wang Wan looked sternly, "May I ask the general, how many years will it take for these 200,000 people to build a mausoleum?"

Wang Wan was so anxious that she just wanted to prevent Ying Zheng from making mistakes. She had lost the most basic requirement for speaking in front of Ying Zheng - rigor.

Ying Zheng's eyelids jumped immediately after hearing this.

Zhang Han went back yesterday and happened to do a lot of homework.

How could he, a man who only wanted to go into battle to kill the enemy and strive for the highest honor of a man, to become a general and a marquis, know about things like mausoleums?

So as soon as he returned, he consulted many literate people and asked them about building a mausoleum.

When the doctors and doctors saw that Zhang Han had received great honors, they talked to him until midnight.

Zhang Han remembered the most important advice, that is, never take the initiative to mention the progress of the mausoleum construction in front of Ying Zheng.

Because the day when the tomb was completed was actually the day when the king died. He might have picked up a treasure, or he might have picked up a burning red coal.

So Zhang Han already knew how long it would take to build this mausoleum...

So when Wang Wan asked anxiously, his face turned pale and he quickly looked at Ying Zheng's face.

In fact, in Wang Wan's mind, the king can live for at least another twenty or thirty years. If so many people build the tomb, it will take too long and many people will suffer. This will definitely make the world curse him.

Unfortunately, what Ying Zheng saw was different from what Wang Wan thought.

Zhang Han actually sensed what Wang Wan meant, but he was caught in a dilemma and only replied, "This tomb must not only exceed the scale of all the current royal tombs, but also the scale of the tombs of future kings. It is no longer the case. The fortifications can be completed in more than ten years.”

Listening to this answer, Ying Zheng showed joy on his face.

Wang Wan only thought that Zhang Han was cunning and cunning.

"More than ten years?" Wang Wan frowned. "How many square stones are needed?"

Zhang Han looked at Ying Zheng's face and answered Wang Wan again, "I'm afraid this is not something that can be solved by just giving a number. I think this requires continuous supply from all the people in the world."

Wang Wan opened his mouth in surprise. He felt that the man in front of him was hopeless.

"Then how much food and grass do you need to feed these prisoners?"

(End of this chapter)