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

"Come and see! Come and see, there is good news!"

Early in the morning, Xianyang City was awakened by the cheers of the people.

I saw a dense crowd at this time, surrounding the notice, scrambling to look at the content above.

Even if the vast majority of them are illiterate.

"Come on, what does this notice say?"

"What else could it be, the reduction of corvée labor! The edict to reduce corvée labor has come down!"

"really!"

"God's eyes open! My son finally doesn't have to go to corvée, woohoo..."

"Old man, go home and take out that little piece of bacon, my son is coming back!"

"Great! There is hope for this day."

The people cheered.

At this moment, it is not just Xianyang City.

All the county towns and villages around Xianyang, where the notices for the reduction of corvée labor have been posted, have turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Nuo is a big big Qin, with hundreds of thousands of corvée.

Basically, for every two or three families, there is a family of men who are serving corvée

It is conceivable how many people will be affected by the implementation of this policy.

"Ding, the policy of reducing corvée has won the hearts of the people, and gained reputation points: 9"

"Ding, the policy of reducing corvée has won the hearts of the people, and gained reputation points: 4"

"Ding, the policy of reducing corvée has won the hearts of the people, and gained reputation points: 8"

...

Zhao Tuo, who was sleeping, was directly awakened by this sudden and endless reminder.

Looking at the rapidly rising balance figures, he smiled slightly.

Cover the quilts for Xiao Taozi and Baman who are sleeping.

Zhao Tuo tiptoed to get dressed and walked outside the hall, beckoning to call a maid, and instructed: "Today, I ordered someone to stew some red dates and black chicken soup to make up for the new Baji."

"Here."

The maid took the order to leave, but Zhao Tuo had a weird look on his face.

"Bucky...Bucky? Grandma's, why is this title so danceable."

Shaking his head, he remembered Baman's cute appearance and wild performance last night, as well as the huge contrast with Xiao Taozi's tenderness.

Zhao Tuo couldn't help smacking his lips.

"It's no wonder that since ancient times the emperors were all seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six courtyards. Sure enough, there are still differences between people."

He stretched his waist and turned on the system.

Zhao Tuo began to browse what he needed again.

"Well... this is not bad, Da Qin should use it in the future."

"This is also possible, eh? Two million reputation? It's really expensive. Let the craftsmen do their own research to see if they can get it out."

"Hey, the production method of these gadgets should also be made... Cheap and practical."

While flipping through the system mall, Zhao Tuo muttered.

He checked it himself today and found that there are so many good things in this system mall.

No wonder this reputation point is so lucrative... tsk tsk.

However, although he likes everything he sees, Zhao Tuo looked at the balance that was still rising and did not make an early decision.

Good steel is used on the blade.

The optimal solution, of course, is to wait until the balance has stabilized, and then carefully arrange the expenses.

After thinking about this, Zhao Tuo stepped up and walked in the direction of Ying Zheng's bedroom.

He didn't forget.

Although there is no government today, it was yesterday that Ying Zheng, Meng Yi, Wang Ben, and Feng Quji were appointed to discuss national policies together...

When Zhao Tuo arrived, everyone had already arrived, chatting in their respective positions while sipping the tea that Zhao Tuo ordered to send.

Although this tea is not popular today.

But Zhao Tuo also made a lot of eunuchs in the Palace of Life, and distributed it to a limited number of people such as Ying Zheng and Meng Yi.

After all, if there are good things, you still have to taste them first.

"I have seen Your Majesty!"

"No need to be polite, everyone sit down."

"Where is the father eating?"

"Hahaha, the tea in Tuo'er Palace is very delicious, even I can't help but be greedy."

Zhao Tuo smiled slightly.

"Since the royal father likes it, then I will order someone to send some."

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction.

Today, he eats and drinks every day, and does not need to manage government affairs.

Every day when I was free, I strolled around the public garden, looking for the prince and princess who had moved to the harem and his concubines to talk to each other.

Take a break when you are tired.

Not to mention how comfortable the days were.

Even with him, his body feels much better.

As if the whole person is ten years younger.

This also made him sigh even more, what a wise decision he had given the throne to Zhao Tuo.

Seeing Zhao Tuo sit down, everyone present also sat up straight.

However, just when Zhao Tuo was about to speak, the eunuch accompanying Zhao Tuo suddenly walked over with small steps.

"Your Majesty, a letter from Beijiang."

"Northern Border?"

Zhao Tuo opened the letter suspiciously, and saw three seal characters signed: Brother, Fusu.

"Letter from the eldest brother."

"Young Master Fusu?"

"Fusu?"

Ying Zheng and the others looked over one after another.

"His Majesty the Second Emperor personally enlightens you.

Hearing that his younger brother ascended the throne, the minister was very happy, but the battle situation in the northern border was so tight that it was difficult to get out, and the father and emperor had ordered him to return to Xianyang to talk about it.

The benefits of cement will last forever, and I am deeply admired by this minister.

But hearing about the Confucian scholars blocking the disaster relief convoy, the minister thought that the Confucian people were holding injustice for the people.

On the other hand, it is inappropriate to use the rotten chaff and grains to help the famine, and it may be a laughing stock for future generations.

I hope Your Majesty can give an explanation to the common people and Confucianism on this matter.

Brother, Fusu. "

"..."

The corners of Zhao Tuo's eyes twitched slightly.

Angry?

Not so.

It can only be said that it was a little helpless.

Fusu, he really had contact with him many times before he was exiled, and he was one of the few people in this harem that he didn't hate.

A humble and generous person, always with a smile on his face.

Speaking of shortcomings...

In Zhao Tuo's words, it is a bit of a bitch, indecisive, and indecisive about everything.

Well, there's still a bit of a rib.

Look at what was said today.

Emotional Ying Zheng has thrown him the northern border for so many years, it's really useless.

Sure enough, just as Zhao Tuo's thoughts came to mind, Ying Zheng, who was on the side, slapped the table.

"What a joke!"

"Thanks for being my eldest son, I haven't made any progress in all these years!"

obviously.

Fusu's letter also gave Ying Zheng a lot of anger.

On the other hand, Zhao Tuo just smiled and said: "Father, the eldest brother, in this situation, to put it bluntly, he has not been beaten by society and life."

"I will order him to return to Xianyang, and then you will see how I will treat him!"*