Eight Thousand Iron Buddha at the Start, Please Make Concessions to the First Emperor!

Under the cheers and crowds of the people, Zhao Tuo returned to Xianyang Palace.

Rao is a person of later generations, who knows the nature of urine in this era, and he can't help but feel deeply.

No wonder in history Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, but by pretending to be a monster in the grass and shouting "Da Chuxing, Chen Shengwang", he can rise up and gain support.

It is no wonder that by engraving a meteorite with the words "the first emperor died and the earth is divided", the people's hearts can be disturbed.

"It's terrible to have no culture..."

"Your Majesty, what did you say?"

Looking at Meng Yi's confused look, Zhao Tuo shook his head slightly.

"It's alright, I just sighed with emotion. Now the people of Qin are ignorant."

"If you want Daqin to rise, I am afraid that the first problem to be solved is this problem."

Feng Quji nodded, but a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Your Majesty said, it's just... this is no easy task, and now the people are still not full."

"Furthermore, it's not the only thing that restricts people's education today."

"Of course I know."

Zhao Tuo didn't say much, but waved to Meng Yi and Feng Quji to leave.

"Sir, retire!"

The two made a salute and then left the palace.

It wasn't until the two disappeared at the gate of the palace that Xiao Taozi, who had been washing tea beside her, walked over obediently with a teapot.

Filling Zhao Tuo with tea, she asked curiously, "Brother Tuo already has a plan for the people to study, right?"

"How did you know?"

"Because of uncertain issues, you seldom bring them up."

Hearing Xiao Taozi's explanation, Zhao Tuo laughed dumbly.

It seems that after getting along for so many years, Xiao Taozi has already figured out herself thoroughly.

"Brother Tuo, take a rest, I'm going to teach people how to handle tea."

Zhao Tuo grabbed Xiao Taozi who was about to leave.

"Little Taozi, you are now the master of the harem, and you don't have to do everything yourself."

"I know, but I don't teach them. Can Brother Tuo drink the tea they made by themselves?"

"..."

"And those guys are also new to iron pots. I won't teach them, can they eat the fried dishes?"

"..."

"And the rice and vegetables that Brother Tuo planted, they also need to be taken care of on time."

"..."

Zhao Tuo was speechless for a while.

"Ahem, you're right. Speaking of vegetables, what happened to the seeds I ordered people to plant in various places last year?"

"Brother Tuo, don't worry, those seeds have been sent to all parts of Daqin, and Heibingtai is also sending people to take care of them. It is estimated that they will be harvested in a few months."

Zhao Tuo nodded with satisfaction.

It appears that the plans are now well underway.

"Okay, then you go, remember to rest."

"Know it."

Xiao Taozi left the bedroom on the front foot, and Zhao Tuo called out the prestige point mall in his mind on the back foot.

"[Elementary cement production method]: 52,0000 reputation, whether to exchange."

Zhao Tuo chose yes without hesitation.

The next moment, accompanied by a pleasant sound, the original balance of more than one million shrunk by half in an instant.

Along with this, there is a lot of knowledge pouring into my mind.

After closing his eyes and digesting for a long time, Zhao Tuo slowly opened his eyes.

"It turns out that, fortunately, I didn't rashly try it before. It turns out that the firing temperature of this cement is a bit more complicated than I thought."

While muttering, Zhao Tuo picked up the pen and started writing on the silk.

"Come on!"

"His Majesty."

Zhao Tuo handed the silk silk in his hand to the eunuch who just came in, and instructed: "Give this to the craftsmen of the Shaofu."

"The morning will end in three days, and I will visit in person."

"Here."

The eunuch took the silk silk written by Zhao Tuo and went straight to the workshop in the palace.

...

Three days later, in the early morning, the routine is morning.

After the a few days ago when Lishan was enshrined in Zen, the military officials of the Chinese court have become more and more respectful to Zhao Tuo.

Although at that time Zhao Tuo kept saying that he was ordered by the people of Daqin.

But in their eyes, Zhao Tuo's body now has a real "ordered by the sky" color.

Even the Chinese and martial arts of the dynasty are like this, not to mention the entire Xianyang City and the surrounding people.

Don't say anything else.

At least after Feng Chan, the turbulent situation in Xianyang City was completely stabilized.

As for the people who had a heart in the fire among the people... I guess they have been dealt with by the Iron Eagle Guard lurking in the crowd that day.

After the early dynasty ended, Zhao Tuo called Meng Yi, Feng Quji and Wang Ben directly.

"Go, follow me to the workshop in the palace."

workshop?

The three looked at each other suspiciously, all of them having doubts in their hearts.

This is nothing to do, what are you doing in the workshop?

"His Majesty is here!"

As soon as Zhao Tuo arrived, the accompanying eunuch called out the little official in charge of the workshop.

"Xiaoguan Liu Zhen, I have seen Your Majesty!"

"Um……"

Zhao Tuo nodded and asked straight to the point: "Is something that I ordered sent over a few days ago to be fired?"

"In the words of Your Majesty, although it was extremely difficult to control the heat of this item at first, it is not difficult to make it once you are familiar with it. Now the craftsmen in the workshop have fired a whole stone."

"Okay! Take me to see it!"

Under the leadership of Liu Zhen, Zhao Tuo and the accompanying Meng Yi brought the warehouse next to the workshop along the way.

As soon as he came in, Zhao Tuo saw the gray dirt on the other side at the door.

"Is the slag from ironmaking ready?"

"Your Majesty, the slag has been ground into powder and is ready."

"Very good! Send the things to my bedroom together, and ask two craftsmen who will be the young mansion to bring more bluestone bricks."

"Here."

With Zhao Tuo's order, the eunuchs and the black-armored imperial army who were accompanying him began to get busy.

Only Meng Yi and the three were still at a loss.

Your Majesty, what are you doing here?

What is this grey dirt? What to do with the ground slag?

Why are so many bluestone bricks sent to the bedroom?

For a while, a lot of question marks appeared in the minds of the three of them.

At this moment, Zhao Tuo's words made the three of them completely stunned.

"Feng Xiang, you should go back to draft the documents related to the Great Wall of Northern Xinjiang and the reduction of corvée in Afang."

"And ordered all counties and counties to prepare for the return of corvée to their hometowns."*