Incubating The Black Dragon Clone, I Was Ying Zheng Sims

The hint of the simulator undoubtedly surprised Ying Zheng.

This is the first time I've seen such a stern warning since I got the emulator.

"It will seriously affect the direction of the national movement and the process of conquest..."

Ying Zheng sat blankly on the bed, his mind in a mess.

"Could it be that the future of my Daqin needs to be achieved by sacrificing a woman's life?"

"It really makes no sense!"

The more Ying Zheng thought about it, the more angry he became, but there was nothing he could do.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the palace.

"Your Majesty, it's time for breakfast... Your Majesty."

Hearing Zhao Yan's voice, Ying Zheng reacted.

It seems that it is too late.

But when he recalled the results of these two simulations, he felt another stagnation in his heart.

"If you don't eat, you go down first."

"Well.""

After Zhao Yan left, Ying Zheng sat on the bed and continued to count.

"After a while, it will be my son's birthday, after the ceremony of the weak crown, you must accept the crown princess, otherwise it will inevitably end up in the world.

"But it is unavoidable to go on an expedition, otherwise my country's fortunes in Great Qin will be damaged..."

"Difficult...difficult..."

For the whole morning, Ying Zheng was thinking.

But in the end, he just came up with a solution that was not a solution.

"Since it's unavoidable, we can only tell him to return quickly at the time when Tuo'er's expedition ends and returns."

"If the estimates are correct, they should be able to catch up.

Ying Zheng's heart hangs high.

As for the candidate for the crown princess, he plans to wait until the next simulation.

Time flies by.

Early this morning, people from the official and business side knocked on the door of Mengfu.

"His Royal Highness, the tender for the paper mill starts today. Lord Uzbekistan ordered me to come and let me know."

"Master Wu?

After being stunned for half a second, Zhao Tuo reacted suddenly.

"You mean Mrs. Wu, I know.

After turning 29, Zhao Tuo couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

He was not used to the fact that Ba Qing had already entered the court as an official.

Just got dressed and ready to go out.

Just happened to meet Meng Yi who came back from the palace.

"His Royal Highness, are you?"

"Old Meng, today is the tender for the papermaking workshop, do you want to go and see it together?

"Tender? Today?"

Meng Yi's eyes lit up when he heard it.

No wonder when he was walking on the road these few days, he faintly felt that Xianyang City was a lot more lively.

The feeling is that businessmen from all over Daqin rushed over.

"Go! Of course such a grand event is going. 35

"The old man wants to see how capable these merchants in Daqin are." After that, Meng Yi raised his foot to go out.

"Wait." Zhao Tuo stopped him and said helplessly, "You just go out here?

"..."

Looking at his official uniform, Meng Yi turned around and changed his clothes without saying a word.

Zhao Tuo, on the other hand, picked up a pen and paper and scribbled on the paper.

It's not so bad to go by yourself.

But with an elderly Meng Yi, you have to prepare.

Meng Yi changed his clothes and went out, and Zhao Tuo just finished writing things.

"Lao Meng, take this first, you can use it later.

"What is this?"

Meng Yi looked strange at the notice in his hand.

"The rules of this bidding...

"His Royal Highness, the bidding rules are in accordance with the process. Wouldn't it be clear when the bidding started? Why do you have to write another notice?"

Zhao Tuo sighed helplessly: "I'm all here for you.

"For the old man?"

"Damn, you'll understand when the time comes. 35

Zhao Tuo just smiled mysteriously and didn't explain.

Leaving Mengfu, the two followed the alley all the way to the main street.

Compared to when Meng Yi just came back from the palace, there were more and more people on the main street.

Among them were merchants, as well as people who heard the news and rushed over to watch the excitement.

This Nuanxiang Pavilion can be regarded as one of the few multi-storey buildings in Xianyang City.

Not long after the two walked, they came to the vicinity.

But just as soon as it came to the end, Meng Tian was a little dumbfounded.

This man...isn't it a little too much?

I saw that outside the Nuanxiang Pavilion at this time, a large number of merchants surrounded the Nuanxiang Pavilion on the third floor and the outer three floors.

The noisy sound is like brainwashing by magic sound, pouring into the ears uncontrollably.

"You guys are also here to compete... what are you doing?"

"Bidding, we are here to bid.

"There are so many people, fortunately we came early, otherwise I'm afraid we won't be able to get the spot."

"What are you afraid of, whoever bids the most can run a papermaking workshop in the name of Xianyang Palace.

"Who do you know, why the DPRK and China suddenly cooperate with our low-status businessmen?"

"Cooperation is a piece of shit, don't you know that Xianyang Palace has established an official business?"

"Don't worry about so much, let's not talk about how lucrative this paper is, just by cooperating with the DPRK and China, the status of our businessmen can rise a lot."

"The official businessman is said to belong to His Royal Highness. It seems that if His Royal Highness succeeds the throne in the future, Daqin's previous policies will probably change."

"That's right, I think this may be a strategy to suppress business..."

"Shh, don't talk about the government, you don't want to be a bully?"

Businessmen who are waiting to bid are talking about it.

Although they are polite and pleasant to each other.

But I don't know if it's a hallucination or something, Zhao Tuo can always vaguely feel the smell of gunpowder from it.

"His Royal Highness, do we... have to find another way to get in?" Meng Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

If this is forced to squeeze in, it is estimated that he will have to use it for half his life.

"Don't panic.

I saw that Zhao Tuo opened the notice he had written before and posted it on the notice board on the side.

Just when Meng Yi was puzzled, Zhao Tuo shouted loudly: "There seems to be something related to the businessman posted on the notice over there! Everyone, take a look!"

"What, about the merchants? Go and see.""

"wait for me………"

"Hey, don't worry, don't worry, just look at what's written on it.

Zhao Tuo's voice came down, and all the merchants outside the Nuanxiang Pavilion retreated like a tide, rushing towards the direction of the notice.

"No one is here this time, let's go.

66......

Looking at Zhao Tuo's leisurely back, Meng Yi was dumbfounded.

Feelings just wrote the notice is to do this use?

"Lao Meng, why are you still standing still? The bidding is about to start." Zhao Tuo's voice came from a distance.

Meng Yi, who had recovered, quickly followed.

As soon as Zhao Tuo entered the door, several waiters from the Nuanxiang Pavilion greeted him.

"Sir, in the past few days, the businessmen of the Nuanxiang Pavilion have been bidding, and they will not be open to the public for the time being.

"If you are bidding, please wait outside the door.

66...35

Zhao Tuo was silent for a while.

Meng Yi looked at Zhao Tuo and almost couldn't help laughing.

Fortunately, just when the two were embarrassed in the same place, Mr. Luo ran downstairs.

"Bullshit! It's bullshit!"

"This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Xianyang Palace, and the imperial censor, Lord Meng!"

As soon as Mr. Luo said this, the waiters at the door were so frightened that their legs softened, and they almost knelt directly on the ground.

"It's okay, take us up.""

"..."

Mr. Luo smiled and led the two upstairs.

And this scene all fell into the eyes of businessmen outside the door.

"It turned out to be His Royal Highness!"

"His Royal Highness and Doctor Censor are here, do they want to watch us bid?

"No matter what, I must win this joint paper workshop today."

"If His Royal Highness can come in person, the DPRK and China will definitely pay attention to this matter, so they have to make a desperate attempt."

"You go and help me sell two more businesses, be quick! 35

"Even His Royal Highness has arrived, it seems that the money I brought is a little off.

Because of the appearance of Zhao Tuo, businessmen began to think together.

With plenty of funds on hand, everyone rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight to the death.

And those who are inadvertently rich, either urgently gather money, or feel extremely uneasy in their hearts.

In short, the highest price that everyone can accept, with the appearance of Zhao Tuo, quietly raised up...

On the other side, Mr. Luo, who went upstairs, has changed from the startled expression to a natural one.

Zhao Tuo also smiled and patted his shoulder.

"It was so good that I almost believed it.

"The son is wrong."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Meng Yi was confused.

"His Royal Highness, what happened just now?"

"Isn't Mr. Luo yours?"

The corners of Zhao Tuo's mouth twitched: "I was stunned at first, but when I saw the merchants outside the door, I figured it out..."

Hearing Zhao Tuo's explanation, Meng Yi suddenly realized.

"His Royal Highness, your wing is here." Mr. Luo led the two into a wing on the third floor.

The structure here is more special than other wing rooms. At a glance, you can see the conditions of the first and second floors through the jump floor in the middle of the Nuanxiang Pavilion.

It's a good place to watch the bidding.

"Sir, this is your seat.""

As soon as he came in, a maid led Zhao Tuo to one of the positions.

Compared to the other seat, this futon is thicker and has a faint daughter fragrance.

Meals on the table are also slightly different.

There is even a hand-wiping incense brocade on the side.

Don't even think about it.

This quasi was specially prepared by Miaotong.

Seeing this differential treatment, Meng Yi smiled ambiguous, but didn't say much.

Mr. Luo's front foot just went out, and a young man 467 walked in on the back foot.

"Feihe? Are you here too?" Zhao Tuo saw a smile on his face.

This Feihe is one of the young people that the Chamber of Commerce focuses on training, but he is quite talented in business.

"I have seen the son, and I have seen Lord Meng."

"Sir, this is the statistics of participation in bidding by the Chamber of Commerce. 59

Feihe handed one of the two copies to Zhao Tuo for review, and opened the other and read it aloud.

"The counties in Nanyang County have many forests and abundant resources, but the branches are relatively scattered. Eight large paper-making workshops and more than 20 small workshops can be set up. Currently, there are more than 50 businessmen who want to participate in the bidding..."

"Beidi County is rich in deciduous forest land resources. Ten large-scale paper-making workshops and ten small-scale paper-making workshops can be set up. At present, there are more than 30 merchants participating in the bidding..."

"Yingchuan County has less woodland resources..."

"Yunzhong County..."

Over forty counties and counties, Feihe described in great detail.

Zhao Tuo also nodded while listening.

Unexpectedly, the situation of this paper mill was much better than I expected.

At that time, I estimated that it would be very difficult to have a total of 200 or 300 paper-making workshops in the forty-odd counties in Daqin.

Unexpectedly, this detailed situation has been counted up, and the current resources can at least meet the construction of nearly a thousand workshops!

And the scale is much larger than I expected.

In other words, the popularization of paper will also be many times faster than the original plan!

The number of people benefiting will also increase, I don’t know how much!

This is a great thing.

"So, the number of people invited to bid this time will be nearly 1,000?"

Feihe replied: "Young master guessed right, because there are too many people, so the Chamber of Commerce divided the whole bidding according to the county and divided it into five days to prevent too much confusion. 66

"Today, there are more than 200 people bidding.""

Zhao Tuo nodded with satisfaction.

"The arrangement is reasonable and well done."

After finishing the business, Feihe retired.

He just walked here for a while when the door of Nuanxiang Pavilion opened.

In an instant, a group of businessmen who had already waited outside with red eyes crowded into the lobby of the Nuanxiang Pavilion.

Like a hungry wolf, he pounced on the futon seat at the front of the field.

It seems they are not getting seats now.

It is the bidding places of large paper mills...