Da Qin: Summon the sweeping monk at the beginning

After the man in black retreated, only Lu Buwei was left in the room.

At this time, his body exuded a fierce momentum, and his slightly squinted eyes instantly opened, bursting out two cold rays, "Ying Zheng, obediently bow to me this time." He muttered secretly, with a sneer on his face, he wanted to let Ying Zheng know how much energy he had in the Qin Kingdom!

Any decision can make Daqin stormy.

It has to be said that his means are very clever.

Taking advantage of the rise in salt prices, you can not only force Ying Zheng to bow down, but also take advantage of this to make a big profit, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

Ordinary people, led by his nose, have already stirred up popular indignation.

If tomorrow's salt price rises to forty yuan, the accumulated emotions of ordinary civilians will break out in an instant like a flood, and Xianyang City will inevitably fall into chaos!

The rise in the price of salt to forty dollars a pound will compress the last nerve of the civilian population!

Thinking of this, Lu Buwei's face showed a trace of indifference and emotionlessness.

Perhaps, in his eyes, ordinary people are nothing more than tools of political means, as humble as ants.

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Early morning the next day.

As soon as the salt shop opened, there were more people queuing at the door than yesterday!

The guy had a proud attitude, glanced at the team at the door with an indifferent expression, and said in Hong Sheng: "Today's salt price is forty dollars a catty!" "

As soon as the words fell, the people in line at the door looked stunned, and then their faces had angry expressions, and all of them were about to spew fire in their eyes, and their eyes were staring at the guys in the salt shop.

If you look closely, their chests are even more together, obviously in a rage.

The guy in the salt shop, when he saw this scene, was startled, he shrunk his neck and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Damn profiteers! The price of salt rose directly from ten cents to forty cents in just a few days, didn't the imperial court care? "

"Does the king not care if we live or die?"

"Could it be that all this is the king's instructions to take a fortune out of us?"

"Damn, damn the imperial court, originally the tax was already very heavy, and now the price of salt has risen so fast, don't come forward to adjust it!"

"The king hurry up and step down!"

"You profiteers who eat people and don't spit out bones!"

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All the people cursed one after another, their expressions were very angry.

A man in black hiding in a corner on the side, after seeing the reaction of the civilians, showed a curve at the corner of his mouth and walked towards Xiangguo Mansion.

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Xianyang Royal Palace.

"Great King, today's salt price has risen to forty dollars, and the mood of the common people has reached a peak, if it is not suppressed, I am afraid it will cause chaos in Xianyang." Zhang Han knelt on the ground, reported the news that the shadow secret guard had inquired about, and truthfully reported to Ying Zheng.

His face had a solemn look, he never imagined that Lu Buwei would think of inciting the emotions of the commoners to oppress the king to bow his head, which was simply abominable.

He had an urge to break into Lu Buwei's home directly and cut off his head.

This is so abominable, it should be killed!

Then, his tone became a little swallowing, his expression appeared a little nervous, and he continued: "Even.... Some commoners even said the king..."

Huan Zheng pinched his temples with his hands, the matter of salt price had already made his head big, after hearing Zhang Han's words, his movements stopped, with a trace of doubt on his face, and said: "Oh? What do civilians say about me? "

Zhang Wei calmed his mind, took a breath, and said in a low voice: "Say that the king is a comatose king..."

The voice just fell.

He only felt that the temperature in the entire hall had dropped, like an ice cave, as if the air had solidified.

A terrifying coercion began to spread.

Zhang Han's body couldn't help but snort, and his eyes were filled with awe.

He felt that under the coercion of Ying Zheng, it was difficult to breathe, and his heart was beating involuntarily.

"Damn Lu Buwei!"

Ying Zheng couldn't help but scold directly, his face was livid, his body was full of cold air, his brows were even squeezed together, and the whole person's chest fell together, obviously on the verge of rage.

No one could have imagined that Lu Buwei would use the emotions of civilians to pressure him to bow his head.

There is no solution to the current situation.

Lu Buwei controlled the sales of salt in the entire Qin Kingdom, and even if Ying Zheng wanted to intervene, he couldn't do anything, and he didn't know where to start.

Ying Zheng suppressed the anger in his heart, and his expression was a little unwilling, "Could it be that the widow really wants to become Lu Buwei's puppet?" He thought secretly in his heart, and a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, and the National Master!"

"The national master promised at that time that within three days, the salt price crisis would be solved, and tomorrow would be the third day, right?"

Deep in his eyes, a glimmer of hope burned again.

As soon as he thought of the mysterious and unpredictable nature of the national master, his heart was much calmer.

For him, Sioux City is the last hope!

"Is there really a way for the national teacher?"

Ying Zheng secretly muttered that Rao was full of hope for Su City, and the current situation also made him a little flustered.

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