Secret room of the bedroom. There were three secret bags neatly placed on the table in front of Ying Zheng, as well as three letters, a pinch of delicate and delicate snow-white salt, and a ball of fluffy and soft cotton. The atmosphere in the secret room was dull and tense. Meng Wu sat opposite Ying Zheng without saying a word. Ying Zheng had read the letter Zhao Ling wrote to the three patriarchs. He finally realized that he had underestimated Zhao Ling again. Originally, Zhao Ling planned to directly destroy the three major clans with vicious means, kill chickens and get eggs, and do not be kind and righteous, and nail the three major clans to the pillar of shame in history. As a result, Zhao Ling wrote this possible method directly on paper and put it in this exquisite and beautiful tip for Xi Wenyan and the others. Among the tips, one was filled with snow-white fine salt and the other was placed. It is said that it can be produced in large quantities and is warmer than coarse kudzu. Although there is no more stuff in the third tip, the letter says that the thing called paper in the tip can be produced in large quantities and sold by the family agent of the tip. However, the prices of these three things must be supervised by the Connon Ling sent by Zhao Ling, and high taxes will be drawn in advance. In addition to cotton, fine salt and paper are all exclusive, but these two things are priced extremely high, and in addition to the high cost, Zhao Ling also charges a tax of 50% of the profit. Ying Zheng was silent for a long time and finally asked, "Meng Wu, what do you think?"
Meng Wu has too many things to think about in the past two days, and he doesn't know what the First Emperor wants to ask him. "The old minister doesn't understand the affairs in the court, and Your Majesty has his own holy decision!" Ying Zheng suddenly laughed: "Sun Wu has something to say in the art of military affairs. If you want to be the best, you will get the most; if you want to be the best, you will get the most; if you want to be the best, you will be defeated." "Confucianism also talks about the doctrine of the mean. Zhao Ling told Meng Weiran and the others directly that if he did not do what he said, he would have to use that insidious method, but Meng Weiran and the others could not break the deadlock." "Zhao Ling promises to give them a chance to gain something. As long as the three major clans don't want to fight with Zhao Ling, they know how to choose. If Zhao Ling's three things are real, the honor, disgrace and interests of the three clans will be completely combined with If Zhao Ling is tied together, how can he be against him?” Ying Zheng said to himself, his once gloomy face full of smiles: "I, the second young master, take it as a really good method! I am worthy of being my good son!" Meng Wu could only congratulate him quietly: "The second young master is a great talent, and he is the blessing of the world!" Ying Zheng even laughed: "Hahahaha! My dear sons have good eyesight! They should have been impressed by Zhao Ling long ago." Meng Wu couldn't help but start to doubt whether Zhao Ling was deliberately arranged by Emperor First Emperor. Over the years, Emperor First Emperor has not appointed an empress. Is it just waiting for Zhao Ling to have a legitimate reputation? If the First Emperor made Fusu’s mother the queen, then Fusu would be the real eldest son. Even if Zhao Ling had the means, he would eventually be polite because of the word that the eldest son succeeded to the throne. Now, Zhao Ling has only two days in total, and various means have emerged one after another. The three major clans surrendered. The officials in the court were silent when facing Zhao Ling. His emperor's power is even more powerful than the First Emperor. Even those Confucian officials who are so smart about the yellow tongue are I didn't dare to refute anything in the court. This is the heir that the First Emperor wants most. "It is a blessing for the people of the world to make those three old foxes surrender and to let them open warehouses and release grain to help the victims." Ying Zheng was quite satisfied with Zhao Ling's methods. As for fine salt, cotton and paper, they were considered rare things. Of course, he could see the value of it, but since it was a rare thing, he could only ask Zhao Ling to give it to three. The big clan has a step forward, allowing them to make some money among the nobles, and it has no effect on people's livelihood. Zhao Ling could not let everyone in the world eat this kind of fine salt, wear warm cotton coats, and let all scholars use paper. Just imagine this kind of thing. As for the so-called Nine Provinces Divine Stone presented by the immortal, Ying Zheng was also very curious. After hearing Meng Wu describe the divine stone, his expression was a little complicated. If it is really a divine stone in Jiuzhou, how can such a divine object be given to his ministers?
But now it has been given, and I will not say much about the three major clans working hard and making great contributions over the years. Ying Zheng admired Zhao Ling's methods very much and felt that he could see his youth from him. It would be great if Zhao Ling could really inherit his throne directly and smoothly like this. He just watched carefully behind the scenes. If Zhao Ling really did something bad, he would give Meng Wu's advice, which would be great. "My dear, let me tell you again, what else has my second son done?" Meng Wu's eyes twitched and said, "The second young master really named Zhang Liang the left prime minister, and Meng Weiran and others no longer objected." The smile on Ying Zheng's face gradually dissipated. He pondered for a long time and shook his head slightly: "Meng Weiran and othersIf a person is controlled by him, he will naturally not object, but his dissatisfaction has been laid, and all the important officials in the court will be dissatisfied. Even if Zhang Liang has great talents, he may not be able to be the prime minister. His anxiousness to be the prime minister will instead make Zhang Liang the target of public criticism. In the future, the people in the court may disobey the government orders that Zhang Liang has implemented in the future. ” "He may have a close relationship with Zhang Liang, but for those who are kings, they should not be nepotism. Please give me some tips on this matter." "But since he has been appointed, he cannot take it back and let him not commit it again in the future!" Ying Zheng was not dissatisfied with much dissatisfaction. Zhao Ling’s methods now showed were already amazing. No one was perfect. He was a little lacking in consideration for Zhang Liang’s Feng Xiang, and he was completely forgiven. He believed that after Meng Wu raised the point, Zhao Ling would change his mind. "Here! After Meng Wu went out, he would advise the second prince." Meng Wu had a general named Zhao Ling to set up a kenong institute and a series of political orders such as the establishment of a new kenong order. Ying Zheng was also very satisfied: "Once one in three years, it will be replaced randomly." "Cai!" Ying Zheng was very happy. "Kongnong Ling was too powerful, and the local county magistrates would definitely curry favor with him. If they worked in the same place for a long time, they would easily be bribed by local families or separatist parties." "It seems that he attaches great importance to the Agricultural Academy." Ying Zheng ordered, "Zhang Han, you can find out Chen Ping's life within one day. I want to know what Chen Ping has to do, and what is the Agricultural Academy? What's the matter!" After Ying Zheng's order was issued, Meng Wu said quietly: "Your Majesty, the second prince originally planned to give Afang Palace to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences as a government office. Later, after the ministers advised him, Xi Wenyan was asked to re-select the site, but Afang The palace has been stopped." The smile on Ying Zheng's face gradually dissipated, and his eyes became sharp: "Afang Palace is my travel palace and was given to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences as a government office. What are he thinking?" With Ying Zheng's status, his power had already reached the top, and class prestige and reputation after death were the most important to him. Zhao Ling can make mistakes, appoint Zhang Liang at will, and even implement new policies. These are nothing to Ying Zheng, but he stopped his palace and planned to give it to his ministers as a government office. This is a fight. What about his face? He wants to say that he is so happy about merit, and he is exhausted by the people and his money? With his kindness, he gave my ministers the palace as a government office. He cared for his ministers, right? What Ying Zheng could not accept was that after his death, the government orders he issued were overthrown by his descendants, which was undoubtedly smearing him. Ying Zheng's face looked a little ugly, but he didn't pursue this issue too much, so he asked Meng Wu to continue talking. "The second prince asked a question and asked Xi Wenyan to say that Your Majesty had not established a descendant, so Mr. Fusu was only the eldest son, not the eldest son. The second prince named Wang the Empress Dowager and ordered the harem not to interfere in politics." When Ying Zheng heard this, his anger dissipated a lot. When he heard the news about Zhao Ling in the secret room, he was really laughing and sometimes angry. He really didn't know whether this second young master was disobedient or filial, and whether he was Stupid or genius. The secret spy also came in very time and reported: "Your Majesty! The second young master has left the city, and the army outside the city is dispersing." Ying Zheng's expression was unpredictable. Was he withdrawing his troops so quickly? Xianyang is indeed temporarily controlled by Zhao Ling, but he has already said in the court that he will welcome Fusu back to Xianyang in two days. How rude is his decree? He has touched many people's interests. Don't he know at all?
He himself has no foundation in Xianyang, so the army withdrew after two days of besieging the city. Fusu returned to Xianyang, and he was afraid that there would be another storm.
