Suddenly, he agreed and left Xianyang Palace.

Although he thought this matter should not be done like this, it was not his job, but the job of the Prime Minister's Office. After all, he was just a divine, and with the annexation of the six kingdoms and turning all ethnic groups into China, he, as a divine, has not been to the divine office for a long time.

He believed that with Li Si and Wang Wan's knowledge, he naturally knew the disadvantages of murder, and in the current Qin Empire, it can be said that there is a shortage of people everywhere.

Rather than killing it, it is better to be exiled.

After all, major projects are being continuously promoted. If the gas is getting warmer today, major projects will start one by one in a short period of time. In this way, with the spring plowing in various places, there will inevitably be a lack of youth and strong people in the Qin Empire.

This year's Guanzhong cannot continue to be collected.

After all, the first idea since the land reform at this time was that each household must leave enough young and strong people to ensure that all the land was cultivated, rather than later, some arable land was abandoned.

Doing so will not only not reflect the effect of land reform, but also a great waste.

Shortly after he was suddenly weak, Ying Zheng didn't have time to clean up all the bamboo slips on the long desk, so Wang Wan had already walked into the study.

Wang Wan walked into the study, bowed solemnly to Ying Zheng, and said, "My minister Wang Wan, pay homage to Your Majesty, Your Majesty for thousands of years, and the Qin Dynasty for thousands of years--!"

"Wang Qing, sit down!"

Nodding, Ying Zheng stopped his busy work, signaled to Wang Wan, and then said to the eunuch, "Make a pot of rice wine!"

"promise."

The dynasty of Emperor Qin Shi’s thirty years has never begun, so some things in the court have been accumulated, which has greatly affected the operation of the court and the operation of the government office.

So, this time Wang Wan arrived.

"Wang Qing, come in a hurry, but what important thing is there to report to me?"

Ying Zheng knew in his heart that Wang Wan was the busiest person in the Qin Empire at this time. At this time, since Wang Wan came to Xianyang Palace, there must be something big.

So he asked Wang Wan directly without any delay.

This is the tacit understanding between the monarch and his subjects. For any major event, except for the most basic etiquette, the rest can be ignored and then the main matter can be discussed directly.

"Your Majesty, February has arrived. When will the opening ceremony be scheduled?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "Where is my husband losing, and have he returned?"

He knew that Gongshuqiu went to Beidijun and other places to lead craftsmen from all over the country to promote the kang. During this period, he was very busy and had no time to pay attention.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wang Wan was stunned. He did not expect Ying Zheng to ask an irrelevant word. In his opinion, although Gongshu Qiu was in charge of Shanggongfang, it had little to do with the Qifen Ceremony.

However, Ying Zheng asked this question, and as a minister, he had to answer, so he hurriedly looked at Ying Zheng and said, "Report to your Majesty, my husband has already led the craftsmen from Shanggongfang to Xianyang three days ago."

"I guess I'm doing the final sorting, and then I'll go to the palace to see Your Majesty!"

Hearing that Gongshuqiu had been back for three days, Ying Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "The opening ceremony is scheduled to be seven days later. The people from the Semi-South Office of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the State Administration of the Early Deployment."

"promise."

The ritual ceremony is just a rule and a ceremony. Even if there is no ritual hall of the imperial court, the fields in various places have already begun to be prepared.

Therefore, there are no rigid requirements for the hiking ceremony.

Seeing that Wang Wan was about to leave, Ying Zheng instructed, "At the same time, prepare for tomorrow's court meeting, just treat it as the thirty-year-old grand court!"

"After going down, prepare!"

Nodding and agreeing, Wang Wan hesitated for a moment, and said to Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty, Wu Cheng Hou is killing all directions in Guanzhong, and the number of people involved has reached tens of thousands, nearly 200,000."

"And the road projects, straight road projects, etc. are all lacking a lot of labor, why not..."

Speaking of this, Wang Wan wanted to speak but stopped. Ying Zheng naturally knew what Wang Wan meant, but he also had his own concerns. After pondering for a moment, he decided to tell Wang Wan.

After all, Wang Wan is the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty. Only by working together with the ruler and his ministers, can the Qin Empire become better.

As soon as he thought of this, Ying Zheng smiled bitterly at Wang Wan and said, "I know this principle, but I am about to implement land reform outside the pass, and I need a knife that scares the whole world."

"And in this world, nothing can shock people more than death and killing, let alone 200,000 people and 200,000 old Qin people. This is my attitude and the attitude of the Qin court."

"Whoever dares to resist stubbornly, I will kill whoever I want!"

......

"I understand, I will take my leave!"

After looking at Wang Wan, Ying Zheng nodded. He naturally knew that Wang Wan and others were so indifferent to the killing of 200,000 people. After all, they were old ministers who had experienced the unification of the Qin Empire. They had long ignored death.

For them, as long as it is for the Qin Empire, all the people who block the way can die.

Even including yourself.

Until Wang Wan's figure disappeared, Ying Zheng just withdrew his gaze and said to Zhao Gao under the door corridor: "Go to Shanggongfang and invite your husband to come!"

"promise."

Nodded and agreed, Zhao Gao left.

Ying Zheng looked at the silk book pressing under the long case, and felt a hint of expectation in his heart. The land reform in Guanzhong had ended, and the killing weapon he prepared for the Qin Dynasty was about to come out.

As long as Guanzhong has a good harvest this year, he will have more confidence.

The towering Qin Dynasty and the vast world, the most touching interests are the most touching.

As long as Guanzhong gradually becomes rich due to land reform, opposition from counties outside the Guanzhong will continue to decrease, and some people will even publicly support it.

After all, what is even harder to measure in this world than gods and ghosts is the human heart.

And wealth is touching.

In the era of the Great Qin Empire, land and food were the capital to survive and the most important wealth.

As soon as he thought of this, Ying Zheng had a smile on his lips. He believed that the Qin Empire would gradually become stronger and even reach a prosperous era.

To achieve a prosperous era, it is not only about using troops, but also about harvest and business.

The Qin Empire was not well-founded, so Ying Zheng could only do it one by one, first promoting land reform to ensure a bumper harvest of farmers, then traveling to the world, and finally using troops to the outside world.

Although the fundamental policy of the Qin Empire was to focus on the foundation and suppress the end, in Li Kang's memory, he was naturally a merchant who was clear about the norms and would be one of the main sources of taxation.
Chapter completed!