Great Qin had a prosperous age

Chapter 583 Just do it!Add porridge and meat (please give me a monthly recommendation vote!)
Zhang Ping left the palace that day, but didn't enter the house, so he went directly to the imperial mausoleum.

During the inspection, the subordinate officials kept chattering about the situation.

"Fifth School, these days you are not here, these prisoners are very obedient. No matter whether the weather is hot or not, they are much more agile in their work than in the past."

Zhang Ping lowered his gaze slightly and looked at the mature man crawling in the pit.

"They should know that the day the imperial mausoleum is completed is when they return home. With such a thought, they will naturally no longer deliberately neglect it."

Zhang Ping is easy-going, and his subordinates respect him very much. Seeing his frowning, he asked:

"Fifth school, but what happened in Xianyang City? Since the fifth school came back, this brow has not been relaxed."

How dare Zhang Ping talk nonsense about this kind of thing.If you say even half a word wrong, the city of Xianyang may be turned upside down.

Zhang Ping was timid!

Such hot power fell into Zhang Ping's hands.

But Zhang Ping is also very clear about what this matter means to Zhang Shi.Through this incident, the Zhang family will gain power overnight and become an existence like the Meng family.This move will stabilize his brother's position as the captain of the guard army.

If the 20 prisoners become an army, then the Second King will no longer have to be afraid of the old military family. Not only that, this move will deter all counties, counties, and armies everywhere.

When Zhang Ping thought of this, he was naturally absent-minded.How can he calm down?
"Don't bother me, go do something else."

After hearing this, the subordinate officer left angrily.

Zhang Ping led a team of guards to inspect the tombs, and every time he passed a pit, he could see a large number of middle-aged laborers crawling in the tombs.

What is different from the past is that Zhang Ping's eyes on these prisoners have changed.

Zhang Ping had a huge stone in his heart, and he looked at these prisoners with worry.Who would have thought that these prisoners of war who were captured in the Qin State would eventually become a sharp weapon to reverse the situation of the empire.

And the key person who helped II to turn around the predicament was actually Zhang Ping.

Zhang Ping naturally has to think carefully.

And there was one more thing that made Zhang Ping feel very confused.The Second Emperor asked him to think about the problem, but released him from the palace before he could explain.

If it is said that this move has no other purpose, Zhang Ping naturally does not believe it.

Why did His Majesty let him out so swaggeringly?Perhaps it was because the Imperial Mausoleum was a project under the supervision of the entire Xianyang City, and His Majesty was worried that his special status would scare the snake away.Still, His Majesty is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to deploy troops.

After Zhang Ping got out of the tomb, he looked at the green field outside.

The loess covering the late emperor's main tomb was already bright green, with lush vegetation.The surrounding land is no longer exposed. There are thousands of miles of green space. A quick look will make people lose their sense of direction.The west wind blows fiercely, the green waves are rolling, and the waves are piled up.

Even though there is a big sun hanging in the sky, wishing to dry up all the lakes on the ground, the area far from the suburbs of the city is exceptionally cool.

After tossing all night and day, it will soon be dusk.

Those artisans climbed out of the semi-open-air mine one after another, and lived in the sheds, where they could shelter from the wind and rain, and there were clean and fresh food to satisfy their hunger.As for the soldiers and guards on patrol, they are treated even better, each of them has a big waist and a shiny face.Only in this way, the craftsmen can concentrate on their craftsmanship, and the soldiers can have the strength to urge the whipped prisoners to rush to work.The leather whip wrapped in fine cowhide strips has a beautiful pattern, it is both soft and resilient, it is as thick as a finger, if the whip hits a vital point, it can be regarded as fatal.

The imperial mausoleum is the glory of the Qin State and the place where the soul of the ancestor dragon returns after death, but for the prisoners of the Six Kingdoms, it is a hell on earth.

Many people who enter here have never left.

Prisoners receive absolutely no treatment.They have to sleep in pits at night, because building a residence for them requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and also increases management costs.Therefore, the fifth school in charge of prisoners directly let them sleep in semi-open pits.There is no time to look up during the day, so I have to keep my head down and work. Only at night can I lean on the open pit to look at the stars.

Eating, drinking, and urinating in one pit naturally breeds diseases.Although there is medical treatment, if a prisoner falls ill, he must first be isolated. If he is infected, it will be bad.When a doctor comes, the usual cure is to pour cheap herbal soup. If it can be cured, then go back to work. If it can't be cured, then you have to find a place to kill and bury it.It's that simple.

Everyone has hatred in their hearts.

The defeated armies of the Six Kingdoms refused to accept the enslavement and drive of the Qin people. The lower-level soldiers of the Qin State finally got ahead, so naturally they wanted to spread their anger on the prisoners.Not everyone is full of hostility, but there are really only a few Qin officials who are willing to treat slaves who have subjugated their country.Hundreds of years of war have already rotten people's hearts.The winner gets carried away with himself, the loser becomes resentful.In such a gap, there are naturally very few people with good intentions.

As for the food of the prisoners, a broken bowl with vegetable soup and some rice grains was a meal.

It is not the family of a public official, so naturally they have two meals a day.So the prisoners each had a bowl of vegetable porridge in the morning and evening, and they could cope with it in a day.

Fusu wasn't the only one who knew how to cut expenses. All the previous ministers wanted to save money for the imperial treasury, but isn't the easiest way to cut expenses on these people who have no ability to resist.

Zhang Ping looked at the tall and protruding imperial mausoleum in the distance. Facing the imperial mausoleum was a long bow, which attracted many people's attention.

Zhang Ping looked at the imperial mausoleum, at the sun that was about to set in the west, and felt an inexplicable sense of depression in his heart.

Compared with the great achievements of the first emperor, everyone is more willing to follow the ideal of governing the country of the second emperor.

Zhang Ping walked calmly back to the exit of the imperial tomb and gave orders to the subordinate officials.

"In the past few days, add porridge to these craftsmen. Make sure everyone is full. In addition, let them drink broth once."

When the officials heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and their jaws dropped in shock.

"Are the Fifth Schools joking? Even the likes of us can't drink the last broth in a month."

If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools.Now these criminals are going to be used, how can they do it if they don't have the strength, and how can they do it without giving them grace.

Since Zhang Ping had made up his mind, he would naturally follow it.

Other officials also asked:
"Even if we want to serve porridge for broth, there are 20 prisoners in the fifth school. Where can we find these grains and meat?"

If this matter is reported to His Majesty, although His Majesty agrees, it may not be beneficial to the situation.When the Duke of Qianhu in the west of the city heard the news, he would naturally be alert.

Zhang Ping made an extremely difficult decision.

"First take out the grain stored in the Lishan warehouse and make porridge for them. As for the rest, I will take out my salary for many years and then go outside to buy."

Everyone listened, but no one dared to answer.

At this time, the twilight was dim, and although there was still sunlight in the sky, it had been dragged down the mountain by the night.

The soldiers on all sides held up the torches, and the officials surrounded Zhang Ping.

Because of Zhang Han, coupled with the establishment of the Ministry of Industry, Zhang Ping became the supreme commander standing at the Lishan Mausoleum at this time.

Looking at the astonished expressions on everyone's faces, Zhang Ping said solemnly:

"I am only driven by my conscience this time. Today's matter is actually against the law, but I still want to do it. I wonder if you can make it easier. You also have children and daughters. How can you see Seeing people their age suffer so much."

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?In addition, Zhang Ping originally had some kindness in his heart and would not use power to coerce them, so he was deeply admired by his subordinate officials.

After these words, some people were naturally persuaded. Although they did not help, they all decided to hide the matter.

"It's getting dark, the villain will leave first."

Some other people also resigned and left.

Zhang Ping naturally felt warm when they turned a blind eye.

For the rest, they decided to help.

"Don't worry, the fifth school, this matter will never spread. It's just one person from the fifth school, can he afford the money and food?"

"That's right, the fifth school. The price of this money and food is absolutely huge. It's not like we don't know that you, the fifth school, have always been clean and never greedy for extravagance. I'm afraid that no one of the fifth school can afford this huge sum of money."

Zhang Ping thought that if this happened, he would ask His Majesty to fill this loophole when the time comes.But when everyone asked him this, he felt embarrassed for a moment, wondering if he could tell the truth, so he stroked his beard and said:
"It doesn't matter. Have you forgotten that my brother is the captain of the guard army?"

(End of this chapter)