Daqin: I Want to Be a Powerful Minister, but the First Emperor Actually Passed The Throne to Me

Large white clouds stretched across the sky, sparrows fluttered and jumped on the blue bricks of Xianyang Palace, and the red-brown mutton wood palace exuded a simple fragrance.

Inside the Kirin Hall.

Qin Shihuang's eyes were like torches, and he swept away from the ministers one by one, spreading from the Qilin Temple to the world!

"Baiyue Barbarian Qin, slaughtering the people of Pei County, I will not slaughter all the Baiyue barbarians, it is not enough to vent my anger!" The majestic voice resounded in the hearts of all the ministers, echoing above the entire Qilin Palace!

"My emperor is mighty!"

"Baiyue will be destroyed!"

"Your Majesty is through the ages!"

Civil and military officials were filled with righteous indignation and shouted loud praises!

"I have found the secret method of smelting refined iron from the immortals' messenger, which can produce 100,000 kilograms of refined iron per day! It can smelt a refined iron sword comparable to a bronze sword, and cut iron like mud, which is my congratulations from the Great Qin!" Qin Shihuang's eyes flashed brightly. , a rare look of joy appeared on his face.

hiss!

Qin Shihuang's voice fell, and the military officials at the bottom of the nine steps seemed to be nailed there, as if the blue bricks were about to crack in front of their feet.

The immortal messenger passed on the secret method of the immortal family!

Nissan produces 100,000 catties of refined iron!

The fine iron sword slashes iron like mud, which is on par with the finest bronze swords!

The ministers stared blankly, staring at Qin Shihuang, subconsciously swallowing a mouthful of saliva, feeling extremely incredible!

Is there really a fairy in this world?

Who is the fairy messenger?

While the civil and military officials were shocked, many question marks appeared in their hearts.

This fairy messenger is too mysterious in their eyes! Also too powerful!

Nissan 10,000 jin, what concept?

The annual output of refined iron in Daqin is only a few thousand catties!

Comparable to the bronze sword, the bronze sword in the hands of Wang Jian fought in the six kingdoms and killed how many people?

Not a single gap was broken!

As for the truth and falsehood, His Majesty's golden mouth and jade words, when the emperor's mouth is opened, the Nine Dragons rise to the sky, how can there be any lies?

Nissan produces 100,000 kilograms!

How many fine iron swords can be made?

A fine iron sword weighs about three catties, and 100,000 catties can make more than 30,000 fine iron swords!

Thirty kings of Qin's army in Longxi County and 600,000 Qin troops on the Baiyue border will never worry about weapons again!

After the ministers reacted, they all gasped, and their mouths were so wide that they could almost stuff a lemon.

Li Si stood up first and bowed respectfully to the first emperor of Qin: "Your Majesty, ten thousand years! Immortals favoring my Great Qin and strengthening my great Qin Guowei are the deeds of dragging His Majesty! His Majesty's name can be passed down through the ages!"

Behind him, Feng Qujie also stood up and said congratulations: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, His Majesty, you have obtained the method of smelting fine iron from the immortals, and the Great Qin Dynasty will no longer have to worry about iron tools!"

The fine iron long sword can be used to make weapons and all kinds of iron weapons!

Moreover, the price of fine iron is only one-tenth of that of bronze.

If fine iron is popularized, Feng Qujie can imagine that Bi will be able to solve at least two-thirds of the military expenses for Da Qin!

The ministers and officials came forward one by one, trying their best to flatter Qin Shi Huang.

"His Majesty opened the prosperous world of Qin Dynasty, and is the emperor of all ages!"

"Your Majesty popularizes the law of the Great Qin, promotes the imperial examinations and selects talents widely, and the immortals recognize it. Enze the Great Qin, and His Majesty's long life is boundless!"

"All my people in Great Qin and people in Kyushu will worship His Majesty for thousands of years!"

"..."

Qin Shihuang accepted the praises of the crowd with enjoyment, and waved his hand after a while, and the ministers immediately shut up.

Qin Shihuang looked at Zhang Han, a master craftsman, and said solemnly: "Zhang Han, I order you to immediately recruit all the craftsmen from all over the world to gather in Xianyang City, and I want them to do their best to smelt and build a fine iron sword for me!"

"Here." Zhang Han stepped out of the queue and replied with a respectful salute.

Seeing this, Qin Shihuang was about to retire from the dynasty. The Confucian doctor Chunyuyue stood up and bowed respectfully to Qin Shihuang, "Your Majesty, I wonder if you can tell our ministers, who is the messenger of the immortals?"

Qin Shihuang's eyes were concentrated on Chunyuyue, and Chunyuyue was dripping with fine beads of sweat on his forehead under Qin Shihuang's eyes.

Thinking that he will have to show his cards to Zhao Yu soon, and let Zhao Yu enter the court.

It's okay to introduce Zhao Yu's identity to the important minister at this moment.

After a pause, Qin Shihuang said indifferently: "The messenger of the immortals is in Xianyang City, calling Zhao Yu, but you will never spread the word without my permission."

"Follow Your Majesty's order." The ministers quickly shouted in unison.

After the shouting, the ministers showed doubtful eyes, and they were thinking quietly in their minds.

The immortal messenger is in Xianyang City?

Wouldn't everyone have the opportunity to meet the immortal messenger?

The immortal messenger's name is Zhao Yu? There are countless people with the same name and surname. Which Zhao Yu is it?

Is Zhao Yu really the messenger sent by the immortals to the world? When did His Majesty meet the Immortal Messenger?

These questions lingered in the minds of the ministers. The ministers were full of curiosity and awe for this mysterious and unpredictable person who had been secretly affecting the situation in Daqin and changing the face of Daqin!

If this person is invited to the court by His Majesty, his status will definitely be followed!

And where will he sit?

Prime Minister Li Si thought of this, not only in awe of Zhao Yu, but also with a hint of jealousy.

He is particularly obsessed with power, and he has been conscientious and conscientious for decades.

Li Si Ke does not want someone to occupy his position, even if the other party is a fairy messenger!

Qin Shi Huang was silent for a while, and was about to turn around when he suddenly issued an edict: "Send someone to inform Fu Su immediately and return to Xianyang Palace immediately!"

"Here." A Qin soldier who was responsible for conveying military intelligence stood up and knelt on one knee in a deep voice.

Thinking of Fusu, Qin Shihuang's eyes filled with regret.

My son of the dragon, how did it fall into the dead end of the enfeoffment system?

At this moment, the development of Daqin has entered a new track, and there is no need for Fusu to stay in the frontier.

On the contrary, only Fusu, who returned to Xianyang, could keep up with Daqin's pace!

The imperial examination system, the enfeoffment system, the curved plough, the French popularization movement...

No matter which one, it is worth Fusu to study hard!

...

Xianyang Palace.

The young man who looked a bit like Qin Shihuang had gloomy eyes. He looked at the surrounding palace walls dully and said angrily, "What's the fun in staying in this ruined yard all day? I want to go out to play!"

Wearing a yellow jacket inlaid with agate and engraved with a four-clawed golden dragon, the young man raised his legs to walk outside the palace.

A little eunuch stopped in front of the young man and begged: "Young master, it is absolutely impossible! If your majesty finds out, there will be no shortage of punishment!"

"Bah!" The boy kicked the eunuch in the face, the eunuch's teeth loosened, blood splashed on his face, his head tilted and one tooth fell to the ground.

"What are you?" The young man stepped forward, took out the long sword from the guard by his side, stabbed the eunuch with a puff, and roared, "Slave! Why do you point fingers at me?"

"If the royal father knew, he would cut off your dog's head!" The young man indifferently found the long sword and threw it to the guard next to him, saying, "Black Eagle, let's go, I heard that my brother is coming back soon, let's go. Look outside the palace."

"Hey." The black eagle, who had an indifferent expression and no expression on his face, replied.

After the boy left with the Black Eagle and hundreds of guards, the eunuchs and maids in the palace behind him dared to run to the corpse carefully, sighing softly while disposing of the corpse.

"Hu Hai is so cruel! Relying on himself to be favored by His Majesty, he wants to kill people."

"We are all despicable slaves. Hu Hai is your noble son. Don't say killing one. Even if we kill all of us, no one will blame Hu Hai."

"Young Master Fusu has the name of benevolence. Although it is a bit pedantic to insist on the enfeoffment system, I really hope that His Majesty will pass on the position of the prince to Fusu. If it is passed on to Hu Hai..."

"Shh! Shut up! Don't say such things. If Hu Hai and His Majesty know about it, they will surely rip apart the nine clans in the downtown area."

"..."

In Xianyang City.

In order to avoid attracting attention, Hu Hai changed into a casual dress, but this casual dress was also brocade and inlaid with warm jade, which was indescribably expensive.

After walking a few steps, Hu Hai, who was curious about everything, suddenly saw Zhao Yu's courtyard.

Through the open courtyard door, he saw a dead tree with withered bark and yellow leaves.

"Strange, how can there be such a strange dead tree here?" Hu Hai looked at the dead tree in the courtyard with a curious look on his face, "It's strange! How can there be a flower bone on this dead tree? Why does there seem to be a fruit in the flower bone?"

While whispering, Hu Hai walked towards the courtyard. He had decided to pick the fruit wrapped in the flower bone and bring it back to the palace for entertainment.

blah blah blah...

Slowly he was about to cross the admission door, and Hu Hai couldn't wait in his heart.

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