Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me for corruption

Chapter 1 What! My prince is going to rebel?

In 221 BC, the main hall of the Qin Palace in Xianyang City, Guanzhong.

"Li Si, the imperial minister, impeached the marquis Qin Mo, and kept thousands of guests, children, and servants. He is afraid that his intentions will be different!"

Li Si, the supreme leader of the Qin Dynasty, and Gao Guanbo stood in the hall, reporting loudly to the First Emperor who was on the stairs.

The hall fell into silence!

Immediately, both civil and military groups were in an uproar, and they all looked at a heroic young man in black robe standing in front of the Majesty's steps with his sword pressed.

He is Qin Mo!

He was granted the title of Marquis of a town, with a settlement of 100,000 households, and he also led the right prime minister and held the power of the empire.

He was the youngest Chehou in the Qin Dynasty since Lord Shang established the military merit title system. He made his fortune in the army and in the court.

He conquered six kingdoms and captured ten cities in three days. The world called him the best warrior in China.

He promoted prefectures and counties, and he convinced the doctors of the six countries, and the world called him the most wise man in China.

To restore people's livelihood, he cultivated high-yielding grain varieties, and the world called him the most capable minister in China.

Looking at all the ministers in the palace, only Qin Mo was wearing a sword and guarding him in front of the First Emperor, which shows how much trust he had!

But what does such a person want to do if he secretly keeps thousands of guests, children, and servants?

It should be noted that before launching the rebellion, Lao Ai, who was desecrating the palace, also raised thousands of guests and servants and trained them to be dead soldiers...

"Li Tingwei, where did you find out about these things?" Qin Mo asked curiously.

He is actually a time traveler, and he has some ambitions in his heart, which are far more than just ending the troubled times.

I even want to do something with a far-reaching impact, so that the Chinese ancestors who have a long way to go can avoid detours.

But now it seems that he has been misunderstood!

"Everyone in Xianyang City knows what Marquis Zhenguo did, so why do we need to investigate?"

Li Si replied to Qin Mo, then bowed his hands to the First Emperor Ying Zheng and said: "If your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can follow me to the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion and you will know after a quick look."

"good!"

Ying Zheng Danfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded indifferently.

Young Qin Mo joined the army alone, but he personally promoted him and sometimes even treated him as his nephew.

Ying Zheng also knows best what kind of nature he has, and it is impossible for him to do such disobedient things.

However, it is always a good idea to beat it more, lest the melon will make mistakes in the future and embark on a path of no return.

He didn't want to experience the heart-breaking pain of his father Lu Buwei's death back then!

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Ying Zheng and the two civil and military groups, led by Li Si, stormed out of the Qin Palace and went straight to the adjacent Zhenguo Hou Mansion.

And when he entered the mansion, Ying Zheng also started to frown!

Because of the situation in the mansion, just as Li Si said, there was a large number of child servants. There were no less than five hundred child servants gathered in the martial arts field in the front yard.

The Zhenguo Hou Mansion covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres, and is second only to the Qin Palace in size. It can support more than 10,000 child servants!

When the servants in the martial arts arena discovered Ying Zheng and his entourage, they immediately dispersed.

In the end, there was only a little boy in his teens left, facing the wall and shaking his head, mumbling something, seemingly unaware of the change!

"Four-five-twenty, four-six-twenty-four, four-seven..."

"How much is four-seven...well, I forgot..."

Ying Zheng walked over and after listening for a moment, he burst into laughter.

This kid is so rich, he can't even count four, seven, twenty-eight.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Who let you cowards come in?"

Guadangwazi finally spotted Ying Zheng behind him and immediately asked with wide eyes.

Well, Ying Zheng and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty have also become cowards!

Ying Zheng was not surprised, and just said: "I heard that the Marquis's Mansion in Zhenguo welcomes guests, so please come and join us."

"How about the Marquis' Mansion of Zhenguo?"

"This is the Daqin Academy established by the First Emperor?"

"You are looking for the wrong place, hurry up, hurry up, don't let me see you, otherwise I will hit you in the palm of my hand!"

Guacoinwazi urged everyone to leave.

Judging from his eager look, I'm afraid he's been slapped on the palm by his master all the time.

Although Ying Zheng and the ministers were amused, they also looked at each other, and finally looked at Qin Mo in confusion.

Li Si was even more confused and ran out of the door to take a look.

Outside the door, the ceremony of Marquis Che is complete, and there is also a stone carving inscribed by Ying Zheng personally expressing his merits, which is tall and heavy and stands on the side of the door.

There is no doubt that this is the palace of the Marquis of Zhenguo.

It's just a plaque on the door, but it actually says "Da Qin Academy" in four Qin seal characters. Judging from the handwriting, it seems that it is also inscribed by Ying Zheng himself.

Li Si hurried back and asked Ying Zheng: "When did your Majesty establish the Daqin Academy? How could it occupy the residence of the Marquis of Zhenguo?"

"..." Ying Zheng was even more confused than him and didn't remember this at all.

Qin Mo had no choice but to take the initiative and said: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten that a few days ago, I wrote a letter to establish an academy to cultivate talents for the empire. Your Majesty approved it and personally inscribed the four words "Da Qin Academy" and attached it to the letter."

Ying Zheng blinked his eyes, vaguely...seemingly...remembering...that such a thing happened.

"I haven't allocated money or food from the treasury, so how can you educate these tens of thousands of students?"

Qin Mo replied truthfully: "The six kingdoms were just destroyed. I knew that the treasury was empty, so I changed my residence into a school. I also used my own salary to pay for my livelihood and hired a large number of tutors, but it was barely enough."

Ying Zheng asked: "How many wives have you invited?"

"There is one master for every fifty students."

"hiss……"

Qin Mo said it simply, but Ying Zheng grinned when he heard it.

Since Cangjie coined Chinese characters, every literate person in this land of China has been a treasure, who can assist the emperor and herd the people.

Although Qin Mo's salary was generous, if he hired tutors for tens of thousands of students, it would probably be too much.

"Your residence has been converted into a school. Where will you live?"

"I have a place to stay."

"where?"

"..."

After a while, everyone came to a small thatched courtyard next to Zhenguo Hou Mansion.

There is a yellow dog tied next to the firewood gate, and there is a vegetable field in the courtyard, which is quiet and elegant.

Of course, it's okay to call it shabby.

Because after everyone came in, they discovered that there was no place to put their feet when there were so many people, and it was so cramped that it was hard to breathe!

The corner of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched, Li Si was dumbfounded, and all the ministers looked in disbelief.

Is this the residence of the Great Qin Chehou?

Don't make a joke, okay?

Most of the well-off families in Xianyang City have more spacious accommodation than this!

Ying Zheng glanced at Li Si coldly, leaving Li Si silent. Then he snorted coldly and walked into the hut to check.

And when I saw this, my scalp suddenly went numb again!

He was a hostage in Zhao State in his early years, and he admitted that he had suffered some hardships, but the shabby hut in front of him broke through his perception of poverty.

In the main entrance hall, there is only one case and one table, which is piled with slips and slips.

The bedroom in the left wing only has a couch and a cabinet, with mottled battle armor beside it.

In the kitchen stove in the right ear room, there was only one pot and one bowl, and there were still some leftovers.

Apart from this, there is nothing else!

Ying Zheng was cold-hearted and could slaughter a city and a country without frowning, but at this moment, he almost shed tears when he saw it.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the large stoneware bowl, quickly walked out of the hut, and looked at Qin Mo with a hatred of iron turning into steel.

"Ai Qing, as the noble Lord of Che, deserves to enjoy five cauldrons of food... Where is the cauldron I gave you?"

Qin Mo hesitated and said: "The tripod is really heavy and heavy, not as comfortable as a pottery bowl, so I sold it to Marquis Wucheng."

This reason was so powerful that all civil and military officials were silent.

It's just that the faces are twitching and shaking like crazy due to facial nerve disorder.

The honor we all desire, why the hell do you despise using it cumbersomely?

Ying Zheng was stunned for a long time, and finally pointed to the leftover rice in the pottery bowl and asked: "Ai Qing... do you really only eat this?"

Qin Mo explained seriously: "Yes, this is the overnight meal that I specially left yesterday. It is supplemented with special cooking methods to make it more delicious."

"If your Majesty doesn't mind it, I will cook it and ask your Majesty to taste it."

"My colleagues can also have a try!"

With that said, Qin Mo was about to take the pottery bowl from Ying Zheng's hand.

But at this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly looked ferocious and violently threw the pottery bowl to the ground.

Bang——

Click——

The earthenware bowl broke into pieces and leftover rice was scattered all over the floor.

Qin Mo grinned when he saw it: "Fried rice with eggs on your forehead!"

Don't be scared by the title of the book.

Let me tell you, this is truly a genuine historical text.

It's not the kind of blaming the sky and the earth.

That is to develop the economy, develop the military, let the ancestors have enough food, clothing, warmth and sleep, and just attack wherever you can.

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By the way, just a friendly reminder.

The protagonist brings some supplies to "wear" the late Warring States period, not the soul.

The story is set at the end of the Warring States Period, but the beginning is already the Qin Dynasty, and the protagonist is already a very human minister!

So, don’t look at my protagonist as a rookie who has just traveled through time. He has done a lot of things over the years.

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Having said this, I also ask all emperors to collect and read it for later chapters.

(End of chapter)