The Summoning World of the Great Qin Empire

Chapter 1109 Thoughts of a Traveler
Everyone knows that this is not an easy task. When Zhao was conquered, Qin was already under great pressure.

If he wins, other vassal states in the world will not dare to covet Great Qin, but once defeated, only God knows what kind of ending Qin will lead.

Generally speaking, the State of Zhao is only one country, but there are three whole countries on the land of Qilu. Who knows what will happen if the war breaks out?
Therefore, once war starts with Han, the pressure on Qin will definitely not be less.

"King Yan goes first and brings Chen Qingzhi with him, but Bai Qi and Chen Qingzhi can restrain King Yan."

The emperor's gaze became far-reaching.

There are joys and sorrows in the harem, there can be countless princes, but the emperor can only have one; Fusu also feels very headache now, and he doesn't want to go back before the queen returns to the palace.

Those women in the harem always come and say they are their own women; but the queen is different. After all these years, there are naturally many voices of opposition, but the queen is still firmly seated on the throne?

Fusu changed into casual clothes, left the south gate with Zhoushi Dama, and headed towards the Tower of Shingchen. Since this tower was built, people who come here every year with various purposes, end up with solemn and awe-inspiring expressions. The mood is out of here.

When Fusu walked halfway, he suddenly noticed that a new settlement had formed around the Shingchen Pagoda. He leaned on his horse and thought for a while, recalling that Zhou Shi had mentioned this matter to him at the beginning. But he didn't pay attention to anything at that time, he always thought that Ou Yezi could forge a musket.

It's just that this kind of thing is too laborious. There are only a few muskets that can be used in the whole Daqin, and they are very easy to explode. Coupled with the high production cost, Fusu is also discouraged.

This kind of thing can only be recorded in books first, and when the conditions are ripe, someone will always make it.

"My lord, this is what my subordinate told you before, and it looks very prosperous now." Zhou Shi introduced with a smile.

Fusu led the horse and walked ahead, nodding as he walked: "Yes, this side is doing very well, my Daqin does not prohibit business... Wait, what is that?"

What did Fusu see!
A group of black people were locked in a cage, and the price was clearly marked as 500 taels of silver for a strong black slave, who paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other!
"The sea king opened up a way with him at the beginning. His majesty once called it good, and said that he hoped that the Great Qin would conquer the world. Merchants will ship things overseas, and the profits can be multiplied by dozens of times, so some people moved their minds to sell black people. "Zhou Shi hastily introduced on the side, "A large number of silver mines were discovered in Wa County, and a lot of people were needed to mine them. He and the six ministers issued an edict in the name of the emperor, and Haiwang had to reorganize the fleet, and at that time many black slaves were captured."

"I heard that there are Yama people in America." Fusu said casually.

"Yes." Zhou Shi nodded, "But compared with our Great Qin, it is a land of barbarians, so even if they know that our Great Qin is arresting people in their country, they dare not say anything more."

Fusu hissed endlessly. Originally, he thought about instilling some colonial ideas in the Chinese people during his reign, but he didn't think that he didn't have to do it himself. These people had already figured out how to do it.

Sure enough, real interests are the best driving force.

At this time, Fusu saw a tall black slave in the cage being bought for 1000 taels of silver.

How much purchasing power does 1000 taels of silver have?
Now a family of five in the state of Qin can live a moderate life for a month with only one tael of silver.

It can be seen how much 1000 taels of silver is!
Fu Su asked curiously: "How many people can the fleet go to America once?"

Zhou Shi seriously recalled the files and records he had seen, and said, "In the documents submitted to the imperial court by King Hai, you can probably catch [-] to [-] at a time!"

"So many!" Fusu was taken aback. Of course, he had seen Zheng He's fleet, but he never thought that a fleet of tens of thousands of people could capture so many people.

Calculated according to the two discounts, if a black man takes 500 taels of silver, those 1 people... Tsk tsk, for a while, even Fusu was a little jealous.

"According to the regulations, there are black people, as well as various rare metals, species, etc., all of which are transported back from overseas. The imperial court spends a lot on the army. The income that King Haiwang brings back every time he goes to sea is almost [-]%. Chengdu is used for the army; the upper and lower are used to continue to build the fleet."

"Fleet!" Fusu suddenly realized that he hadn't cared about the situation of the Great Qin Navy in Hulu City for a long time.

But after thinking about it, it's relieved. The countries like Zhao State are inland countries and are not close to the sea, so they didn't think about the problem of the fleet. When they attack Chu State, the fleet will also be a very large main force.

Fusu looked at it for a while, and found that there were people from Qin who were interested in dark-skinned women, and their tastes were really not ordinary; then he got on his horse and asked Zhou Shi: "These people spend so much money to sell dark-skinned women. The slave went back, but what did he do for it? If he worked, it would be too bad, wouldn't it?"

In this era, slaves are still legalized, and buying and selling slaves is still very simple.

Zhou Shi's smile was very warm and ambiguous. The emperor saw it and asked, "Why, what's there to say?"

"My lord, I have nothing to say when I ask." Zhou Shi said, "These are pets for dignitaries to show their status. If there are one or two black slaves in the family, it is a symbol of status."

"Is there still such a saying?" Fu Su sneered: "It was not an order at the beginning that when it comes to the black slaves in the Central Plains, they must be castrated, but I don't know if this order will be fully implemented."

A thin layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Zhou Shi's forehead. Although the emperor spoke in a very soft tone, he already felt a very terrifying chill quietly rising.

"I'm afraid that many people will suffer!" Zhou Shi was mixed in his heart, not daring to look up at the emperor.

The emperor's eyes fell on a blue pavilion. In the pavilion, there was a beautiful woman dressed in fancy clothes, holding an incensed folding fan in her hand. Thinking of the passing man, she greeted loudly, looking coquettish and coquettish. Incomparably, even when some women pass by, they can't help but take a few extra glances.

"My lord!" Seeing the emperor like this, Zhou Shi felt a very bad feeling in his heart.

(End of this chapter)