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

Chapter 105 If you want to get rich, build roads first!

Early the next morning, the team set off again in great force.

According to the Yue Shaman Chief, the Baozhu Tribe is about ten days' journey from the Tieshan Tribe's territory.

However, this is the final result obtained by estimating the marching speed of the large army.

Because the team carries a large amount of food, grass and armor, they still need to detour when encountering steep cliffs and dense forests, and still need to detour when encountering turbulent and wide rivers...

In the Central Plains, one can march the entire distance in one day, but in this land of Baiyue, which is densely covered with mountains, forests and rivers, it takes more than ten days!

"If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. It is indeed a truth that will never break."

Qin Mo couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the rushing team, slowly passing through a small river with their shoulder bags on their backs. However, there was a barren mountain covered with shrubs blocking the road.

In addition to cultivating acres of land and building soldiers and armor, paving roads and building bridges is also a top priority!

Fusu on the side seemed to hear his emotion and asked: "Does Prime Minister Qin want to build roads?"

Qin Mo nodded: "At least, we must first build a road from the Tieshan tribe's territory to the seaside. It is best to march in a hurry for one day. The more direct the better."

"In this way, it will be convenient to communicate with the imperial commanders stationed in the territory of the Baozhu tribe. Your Majesty can also often patrol along this road to join the Yue people, or send an army of imperial commanders to quickly support the Yue people in the battle."

"Even the rich catches and sea salt from the sea can be quickly transported to the inland via this road, allowing the Vietnamese to eat more and gain strength..."

"In short, as long as the road is repaired, there will be no harm at all!"

Fusu naturally agreed: "Then build a straight concrete road. I will write to my father later and ask for more gunpowder to be used to blast rocks and open mountains to straighten the road."

When the civil servants heard the conversation between the two, they were surprisingly active, especially Feng Jie and Li Si. They wanted to raise their hands and feet in approval: "We are willing to jointly sign a letter with His Highness the Crown Prince to quickly promote the construction of this road."

"It would be best to have an army of 20,000 accompanying you. While guarding His Majesty and training the battle formations, they would also invest in the construction of this road."

"Of course, by detecting and planning the route, starting work on both ends at the same time, and finally converging at one point, it can be repaired and put into use faster!"

Just like Qin Mo said, as long as the straight road is repaired, Ying Zheng will definitely patrol along the road from time to time because of his restless temper.

After the introduction, they, the central ministers who were assigned to the central government, could often have a sense of presence in front of Ying Zheng, and they could also show the achievements of governance to Ying Zheng.

Not far away from the central power, but also able to earn a share of credit for opening up new territories. It can be said to have the cake and eat it too. Where can I find this good thing?

Therefore, the road must be repaired, and it must be repaired firmly, leveled, and straight. Let Ying Zheng think about it twice once he walks, and think about it ten times after walking twice. He feels empty every day if he doesn't walk...

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The Yue people and 5,000 prisoners of war from the Nine Tribes traveled through mountains and rivers for more than eight days before finally arriving in the territory of the Tieshan Tribe ahead of schedule and settling at the magnet mine.

The reason we were able to arrive two or three days ahead of schedule was mainly due to the five thousand prisoners of war. After they had enough to eat and drink every day, they burst out with great enthusiasm and hard-working qualities, and took the initiative to take on the task of transporting grain and grass.

"Damn it, the Prince of Panyu...and you all deserve to die..."

Qin Mogang and Gongsunye had just set up two tents, when suddenly the angry howls and cries of the Yue people were heard in the distance.

It happened that Yu Ji and Lu Pheasant were returning from that direction to fetch water. Qin Mo asked: "Why are the Yue people roaring and crying?"

Lu Pheasant said with an ugly face: "The counter-rebellion army led by the Panyu Crown Prince came here before and burned all the bamboo huts and huts of the Tieshan tribe. They also trampled all the seedlings cultivated in the fields into a mess."

"Those five thousand prisoners of war were all involved at that time. The Tieshan clan is looking for them to settle accounts. I can't stop them!"

Qin Mo suddenly frowned, mounted the white horse that the two children were feeding, and quickly galloped towards the place where the sound came from.

Fusu, who was arranging his luggage nearby, as well as civil servants and interpreters, saw this and quickly mounted their horses to follow.

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When everyone arrived, all members of the Tieshan tribe, regardless of age or sex, were going into battle to beat the five thousand prisoners of war.

The prisoners of war also knew that they were in the wrong and could only hold their heads and beg for mercy.

Fortunately, the Tieshan tribe did not use weapons, even sticks were rare.

"Meet the gods~!"

The other eight tribes who were watching saw Qin Mo and his entourage coming and hurriedly bowed their hands in greeting.

When the Tieshan tribe heard the noise, they immediately stopped to vent their anger and bowed to Qin Mo with some fear: "Greetings to the gods..."

The fight felt great for a while, but when I remembered the laws of Qin that Qin Mo had instilled into them in the name of the laws of the gods, I only felt regretful.

When more than a thousand Yue people were young and strong, they were trained. Those who performed well were rewarded with delicious food and fine clothes, while those who were wild and untamed were whipped and served.

In the same way, the old, weak, women and children who make leather armor and vine shields, those who maintain quality and quantity will be rewarded with delicious food and fine clothes, while those who are idle will also be whipped.

As long as you are whipped several times, no matter how wild and naughty you are, you will inevitably shed tears of pain!

Qin Mo glanced at the Tieshan clan members coldly and shouted: "Those who take the lead in causing trouble must stand up and be punished. Otherwise, when I find out, I will kill you without mercy!"

Everyone in the Tieshan clan looked at each other in disbelief. Finally, the Tieshan clan shaman chief and a few young men stood out from the crowd and bowed their hands to Qin Mo to plead guilty.

"Those who take the lead in causing trouble will be whipped ten times, and those who follow will be whipped five times and will be executed immediately!"

Qin Mo ordered coldly.

Zhang Liang, Kui and ten other people immediately came forward with leather whips and forced the Tieshan clan shaman chief and several young Yue people to kneel on the ground.

Swish——

Snap——

The whip whizzed across the back, and the eyes of several young men suddenly bulged out in pain.

The other eight tribes who were watching could not help but remain silent. The remaining Tieshan tribe members, who were waiting to be whipped, were shaking like chaff at the crackle of the whip.

Even the five thousand prisoners of war who had been taken away were too frightened to cry out in pain for fear of attracting Qin Mo's attention.

After all, they deserved the beating, even it was light!

In the past, if the houses in other people's territories were burned down and the crops in other people's territories were destroyed, one party would usually end up being massacred by the other party in order to resolve their grievances...

But Youdao was afraid of what would come. The five thousand prisoners of war did not want to attract Qin Mo's attention, but Qin Mo turned his attention to them. Amidst the crackling of whips and the unbearable cries of pain, he said in a cold voice: "Within three days,

Rebuild the bamboo building for the Tieshan people to be stronger and more spacious than the original one, otherwise they will all be whipped ten times!"

"Here."

Five thousand prisoners of war respected their leader's orders and dared not raise any objections.

Qin Mo's face softened slightly and he said loudly: "What happened to you in the past, I don't care about, I can't care about it."

"In the future, under my leadership, even if the royal city of Panyu is conquered, people's property must not be destroyed wantonly. Anyone who violates this rule will be killed immediately."

"I lead you to resist the King of Panyu. The ultimate goal is to let you build your home and give you enough food and clothing, instead of letting you destroy everything and oppress another group of Yue people!"

Five thousand prisoners of war bowed devoutly: "I will obey the teachings of God."

The eight tribes of Yue people who were watching also worshiped: "I will obey the teachings of the gods."

Qin Mo turned to look at the troublemakers who had already received ten lashes, as well as the rest of the Yue people who were waiting tremblingly to be whipped, and asked: "Do you know why I whip you?"

"I...hiss, we beat our Yue comrades who have surrendered and we shall be punished!"

The leader of the Tieshan tribe, the shaman chief, gasped and replied, confessing his crime.

Qin Mo shook his head: "No, they burned down the home you worked so hard to build and destroyed the crops you worked so hard to sow. Even if they are colleagues, they are guilty and the crime is unforgivable!"

The Tieshan tribe's shaman chief's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the rest of the Tieshan tribe's members also nodded frequently.

Revenge when there is a grudge, and revenge when there is a grudge, this is exactly how Yue people behave!

However, when they reacted, they were collectively confused. Since the prisoners of war were unforgivable, was it wrong to beat them?

Why do we still have to be whipped and punished?

Fusu, Feng Jie, Li Si and others suddenly understood why Qin Mo wanted to whip these Tieshan clan members as they listened to the interpreter beside them.

"I have already issued a decree that prohibits private fights and lynchings. If there is any grudge or conflict, please file a complaint with me and resolve it."

"But you just turned a deaf ear to it and used private fights to vent your anger. Where did you put my decree?"

"If you don't want to respect my decree, why do you need me to lead you? If you go and fight to the death with the King of Panyu out of anger, wouldn't you be happy with your grudges!"

Qin Mo reprimanded with a straight face.

The people of the Tieshan tribe finally understood why they were being whipped, and they suddenly felt a little frightened: "I realized my mistake and let my anger go to my head for a while. I will remember the decree of the gods in the future..."

"Remember the pain of today's whipping, and it will last long."

Qin Mo did not spare the Tieshan tribe from being whipped because they admitted their mistake. Instead, he got off his horse and went to personally supervise the execution of Zhang Liang and others.

At the same time, let the eight tribes and five thousand prisoners of war watch with wide eyes. If they dare to disobey the law, the Tieshan tribe will be an example!

The power of role models is powerful, especially when you see a half-grown child in the Tieshan tribe holding his buttocks and screaming with a whip.

The children of the eight ethnic groups who were watching were all pale with fright. The inviolability of the law will be engraved in their hearts forever!

In fact, Qin Mo, who was supervising the execution, grinned secretly as he watched, lowered his voice and said to Zhang Liang, Kui and the other ten people: "I'm a coward, why are you so honest? Don't hit the child with fatal blows!"

Zhang Liang hesitantly said: "Take it easy, it's just a beating but not a slap, it's just pain but not injury."

Qin Mo nodded and said nothing more. This was a lesson in using whips. It was similar to how the guards in Dameng Factory used imperial sticks.

The young men who participated in the beating were flogged, and the execution finally came to an end.

Qin Mo took the opportunity to bring the Panyu Crown Prince's grandfather, the shaman chief of the Heiniu tribe who had informed the whistleblower, to a public trial.

"We must unite all comrades who can be united, but we must also deal a resolute and devastating blow to the stubborn class enemies."

"What is a stubborn class enemy? For example, the shaman chief of the Black Bull Tribe, the grandfather of the Crown Prince of Panyu!"

"He dedicated the beautiful Black Niu woman to the King of Panyu in exchange for his own food, clothing and enjoyment. The Black Niu woman gave birth to a prince for the King of Panyu, and he considered himself the heir of the country."

"But he had food, clothing and enjoyment, but he didn't care about the life and death of his clan. Instead, he was more cruel and oppressive than the King of Panyu. The King of Panyu wanted to collect ten cows as tax, so he took fifteen cows and kept them for himself.

The next five..."

"In the final analysis, he has regarded himself as a superior slave-owning class. In his eyes, the Black Bull people are no longer members of the same race, but lowly slaves who can be oppressed!"

Qin Mo's words caused cold sweat to break out on the backs of the nine clan witch chiefs who were listening.

In fact, it was not just the Black Bull Clan's shaman chief who exploited the entire family.

Among these shaman chiefs who claim to be able to communicate with the gods, which one has never exploited members of his family to enrich his own desires?

Power leads to corruption, and absolute power leads to absolute corruption. The only difference lies in the amount of conscience and the severity of the oppression!

Criticizing the Black Bull Clan Shaman Chief for this crime is equivalent to criticizing them. The people around them started to look at them with something wrong...

The nine shaman chiefs were all hairy, and the complaining gazes of eight of them fell simultaneously on the shaman chief of the Tieshan tribe who had just been whipped.

[Why do you think you are stirring up trouble? How dare you go beyond the gods and goddesses and command the clan to cause trouble!]

[Now that the gods are angry and have torn off our last fig leaf, how will we be able to gain a foothold in front of our tribe in the future?]

[Isn’t it good to enjoy your old age honestly? 】

The shaman chief of the Tieshan tribe was attacked by eight old men with their heat vision. He could only look at Qin Mo imploringly, begging him to be merciful.

But Qin Mo didn't even look at him. He solemnly shouted to the tens of thousands of Yue people who were listening: "How should we deal with such stubborn class enemies?"

"Kill! Kill!! Kill~!!!"

More than ten thousand Yue people, young and old, immediately roared in unison.

Qin Mo nodded with satisfaction and casually threw the scared and paralyzed Black Bull Tribe Shaman Chief towards the crowd, leaving it to the excited Yue people to deal with themselves.

Then, amidst the screams of the Black Niu Tribe shaman chief, he looked at the nine shaman chiefs who were sweating on their foreheads, bared his big teeth and said: "In the future, the Yue people will no longer have shaman chiefs, only officials. You all can enjoy it in peace."

How are you doing in your old age?"

"Yeah, yeah."

The nine witch chiefs nodded hurriedly.

"Very good. I will ask your Majesty to ennoble you. If I can persuade the surrounding tribes to surrender, your title will be higher and higher, and you will enjoy endless fine clothes and delicious food."

Qin Mo pursed his lips and put away his big white teeth, put down some words, rode on the white horse, and returned to his tent.

Fusu, Feng Jie, Li Si and other civil servants, as well as the interpreters, were still lingering after watching the fun.

The interpreters don't know what to do, they should eat and sleep.

But the prince and the civil servants, recalling Qin Mo's words criticizing the Black Bull Tribe's shaman chief, became more sleepless and sleepless, and broke into cold sweats the more they thought about it.

Those words were placed in the land of Baiyue to criticize the witch chiefs of various tribes of Yue people.

If it spread to the Qin Dynasty, it would criticize all officials and even all aristocratic classes.

It’s so heart-wrenching!

"Teacher, do you think Prime Minister Qin's words are too deviant?"

Fusu couldn't sleep, so he went to find his teacher Chun Yuyue and wanted the old man to explain to him.

Chunyu Yue was writing something on the bamboo slip. When he heard the words, he stopped writing to dry the ink, and handed the bamboo slip to Fusu for viewing.

Fusu took it with both hands and read it. His expression became weirder the more he looked at it. Finally he put away the bamboo slip and said: "I have always known that my mentor and Prime Minister Qin have political disagreements. Why do you brag like this this time... to defend Prime Minister Qin?"

Chunyu Yue was a die-hard Confucian who advocated the restoration of Zhou rites and the system of enfeoffing vassals, and even risked his life for this.

In other words, Qin Mo was born to urinate in the same pot, but the strange thing is that this time he summarized Qin Mo's critical words and made a rainbow fart, as if he regarded them as Confucius' quotations!

(End of chapter)