I Broke Through Again

  Chapter 107 Prince Chu, try it out 【Request a ticket】

  In the dormitory, the inner officials and maids had been driven out long ago, and it was quiet and comfortable.

  Yan Huansha was wearing a white lining and was wiping her jet-black hair on the side.

   Seeing Zhao Huaizhong coming in, she put down the wipe in her hand, turned around to say hello, and happily stepped forward to help Zhao Huaizhong straighten her bun.

   There were soft singing voices in the bedroom.

   On the low mat next to the bed, there was a dimly lit pearl, and a hint of blue light turned up inside the pearl, as if the tide was undulating.

   And outside the beads, a phantom about half a foot in diameter appeared.

   It was a big mussel, the mouth of the mussel was open, a woman the size of a thumb, and a woman in a silver and white gauze sat inside the mussel and sang to the moon.

   This bead was a mussel bead given by Zheng Guo at the beginning.

  The woman in the bead is the manifestation of the bead. She has not yet reached the stage of becoming a demon, and she is not even conscious. She only knows that the moonlight sings and draws the moonlight, which is more like an instinct.

   The singing is beautiful.

   Soon, in the bedroom, Yan Huansha also began to sing in a low voice, the rhythm fluctuated, melodious, very strange...

   The next morning, the main hall of Xianyang Palace.

   After Zhao Huaizhong attended the court meeting, he was quickly overtaken by two old ministers in official robes walking side by side.

   One of them is the Shaofu, who is in charge of the application of the royal family, and the other is to govern the internal history of the millet, in charge of taxation, money, and financial revenue and expenditure.

   These two are the God of Wealth of Daqin, and they are the second of the nine ministers.

   "Prince and walk slowly."

  The two old men are fat and thin, the fat one is tall, the thin one is thin, the thin one has a beard, the fat one does not, the fat one is white, and the thin one is white.

   Zhao Huaizhong turned around when he heard the words.

   "No gift."

  The two old men respectfully saluted and straightened their waists.

  The fat old man is the internal history of the governance of the millet, in charge of the country's financial and tax burden, and goes straight to the theme:

   "In the second half of the year, the cost of Ye Yufu is too high. The money and food in the hands of the old minister is already a little tight, and he really can't afford the money that Ye Yufu applied for in the second half of the year."

   "Really?" Zhao Huai said.

  The two old men maintain a high degree of unity and have the same caliber:

   "Last year, I built a water conservancy project in Daqin, and the later prince wanted to popularize the mirror whistle in the hands of the frontier army to prevent border troubles. The effect was really good, and it was inconvenient for me to stop it.

   Now there is Mengao attacking Wei again, and there have been gaps in our Daqin's various income and expenditure. If things go on like this, the national strength will be depleted, which is a sign of decline, and we must take precautions early.

  If the prince wants to increase the expenditure of Ye Yufu, he can postpone the attack on Wei, and then ask the king to issue an edict, and the two of us will naturally obey..."

   These days, the emperor's family has no surplus food.

   Daqin's national power has been enriched in recent years, but it is also relative.

   Zhao Huaizhong is an expert in spending money, of course, his ability to make money is not bad.

Ye Yu Mansion was almost self-sufficient. The last time Prince Dan came to Qin, he seized the opportunity to take advantage of Prince Yan's request, so he desperately plucked wool. In the past, the most primitive "salt field method" began to try salt drying.

   Including the dumping of Yanshi and other items, Zhao Huaizhong also grabbed a part of it.

   After a period of time, there will be income gradually.

  Yan is at the easternmost point of the Seven Kingdoms, and Daqin's strategy has always been to win over Yanqi. In a few years, he can cooperate with Yan people in a friendly manner, and the sea salt obtained is dumped to merchants in Weiqi and other countries nearby to generate income.

   But after Zhao Huaizhong took over Ye Yufu, there were more places to spend money.

   Mirror sentry border defense and other research, every expedition, the consumption of military armor and combat readiness, each of which costs money like flowing water.

   At the beginning of the year, in order to study the mirror whistle, the entire year’s expenses of the Prince’s Palace were misappropriated and invested.

   When Zhao Huaizhong first returned to Qin, he boasted that he was not interested in money at all, and recently discovered that the cowhide might be broken.

  The Prince of Qin also had a time when he was short of money.

   There are many capable people in Ye Yufu. Taking Fan Qingzhou as an example, he is very capable of governing the government. He is responsible for the expenses in the government.

   Yesterday, Fan Qingzhou and Zhao Huaizhong cried a lot and felt that if this continued, Ye Yufu might go bankrupt.

   At this time, Zhili Neishi and Shaofu formed a group to cry the second wave of poverty.

After    separated from the two old ministers, the words of the two were still echoing in Zhao Huai's mind.

   Now attacking Wei, the front line cost a lot.

   The treasury in charge of the two old ministers must have a balance, but if they want to deduct money from them, unless King Zhuangxiang speaks, the expenses of Ye Yufu in the second half of the year seem to be lost.

   Zhao Huaizhong pondered while walking.

  After he left the court, he went to Yeyufu to be on duty until noon.

   Taking advantage of the lunch break, he came to the orchard outside the city and met with Mu Yangjing and Jiang Yan.

  The suburb of Xianyang is a good place, with mountains, water and forests, as well as two people with stunning scenery and infinite scenery.

  After the fruits in the garden are ripe, these days are transported by people.

   After seeing Mu Yangjing, Zhao Huaizhong laughed at the first sentence: "Your Shennong clan has been passed down for thousands of years. Do you have a treasure house or something? Borrow some money and food for use."

   Mu Yangjing and Jiang Yan both laughed: "What happened to you?"

   On such a hot day, the teacher and the apprentice wore cool clothes.

   Mu Yangjing was wearing a thin moon-white dress, while Jiang Yan was wearing a girly light green dress, one plump and beautiful, the other delicate and delicate.

  Unfortunately, the style of skirts in this era is conservative, reaching the ankles, and the spring is not leaking.

   Mu Yang gave Zhao Huaizhong a quiet glance: "Daqin is currently fighting Wei, and your Ye Yufu is going around to crusade the evil people in the world. The cost is not small, do you have no food and money?"

   Zhao Huai snorted and joked: "If I can sell you both for money, I want to sell it."

   Mu Yangjing ignored his rumors.

  Jiang Yan raised her neck arrogantly, and snorted lightly to indicate that she was not someone who could sell it if she wanted to.

   Mu Yangjing said: "The fruit is harvested well, and it can also be filled with money and food. After drying the melons and fruits, they can be dried and preserved, which can not only be eaten as vegetables, but also can be stored for a long time without rot.

   This year, we will only try planting in the surrounding counties. If the area is increased in the coming year, it will be useful. "

   Zhao Huaizhong nodded, his depression slightly lessened.

   He also went to work in the fields, and personally moved fruit trees with Mu Yangjing and Jiang Liang.

  In the afternoon, Zhao Huaizhong returned to Ye Yufu. After getting off the carriage, he thought about how to make money while walking.

   "Prince!"

   Zhao Huai was thinking about something in his mind when he suddenly heard someone call him.

   Turning his head, he found that it was Lao Sikong who came quickly with a long dagger in his hand.

   "Look at the prince."

  Old Sikong came closer, holding a blade of battle armor in his hand.

   Zhao Huaizhong paid attention: "Has the research come to a conclusion?"

"Um."

   Lao Sikong nodded excitedly: "The strange fonts provided by the prince are much better than the power of the magic circle that was originally engraved on the armor and soldiers."

  Since two years ago, when Zhao Huaizhong first obtained the secret book of origin characters, he picked out a few fonts and took them to the Ministry of Creation for research.

   Later, it was found that the low-level practitioners of the original script could not write at all, and they needed to combine the power of Sendai as the foundation, or they could barely write some strokes.

   Lao Sikong and others have studied for two years, repeatedly trying to reduce the strokes while maintaining their power as much as possible, trying to form a simplified version of the original text and expand its uses.

   Only at this point did I see a little effect.

   Reduced the stroke patterns of some of the original characters, and the secret power has also been sharply reduced, but it is still stronger than the ordinary pattern technique.

   On the long Ge brought by the old Sikong, the words 'Bing' and 'Break' were engraved on the sacrificial.

   And the words 'Jia' and 'solid' are written on the leaves of the armor.

The four characters are all cut strokes layer by layer, but on the complete armor, the characters depicted on each armor leaf and the long Ge Ge handle are densely packed, superimposed and connected with each other, forming a stronger Taoist array pattern than the conventional armor sacrificial engraving, or Legalism, Confucian writing, mantras and other blessing methods should be much stronger.

   Lao Sikong flipped the Jiaye in his hand: "Prince, try it."

   Zhao Huaizhong sensed through the saint, and after reading it, he knew the strength of the reinforcements of the soldiers and the armor.

   He could even see the countless tiny lines contained in each stroke, the inner structure formed by intertwining and hooking: "No need to try.

   This method of describing the armor and weapons with the secret power of words is listed as the top secret in the government, and it is strictly forbidden to spread it. "

   said again: "How much is the consumption of such a secret text sacrificial carving method?"

   Lao Sikong said excitedly: "No matter how much you spend, it's worth it compared to the effect you get."

  Zhao Huai snorted, improving the armor and weapons. This is an act of enriching the country and strengthening the army. It is indeed worthwhile to consume more.

  Old Sikong continued: "But the consumption is indeed very large. If you miss the moment of sacrifice, the armor and weapons will be destroyed. It is about four or five times the consumption of normal armor production."

   "Four or five times."

   Zhao Huaizhong looked at the old Sikong: "This kind of research should stop for a while."

   Lao Sikong said stunned: "This is a critical period for advancing the development of secret texts, and it is only right to increase investment."

  Zhao Huai Center thinks that this old man is very smart, but the skill point of emotional intelligence is probably not opened, and he will not be able to observe his words at all:

   "No more research is allowed in the near future. The words that have been successfully researched will be engraved into armor and soldiers with secret texts, and firstly give the elite equipment in the mansion."

   "No!" Old Sikong replied.

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