"That night was the most unforgettable night as a father." Meng Wu stated slowly.

This general, who had been fighting for a lifetime and was not as famous as his father Meng Ao or his eldest son Meng Tian, ​​looked at his two sons and sighed heavily.

My late king, if Wu brings Tian'er and Yi'er into the palace the next day, and becomes Mr. Xiu, then he will not suffer any misfortune.

"That vertical tube can actually make colored glaze! It's no wonder that his money seems to have no limit. He goes in and out of the building as frequently as he goes in and out of the Chang'an Lord's Mansion. No wonder he was fined three years' salary, which is not enough.

Something." Meng Yi said in shock.

"Call Chang'an Lord." Meng Tian reminded his younger brother Meng Yi.

Meng Yi looked sideways at Meng Tian in surprise: Don't you always scream like that?

Meng Tian explained: "Brother is just tired of people who are lucky enough to get in. Glazed glass is more expensive than jade, and its price is hard to estimate. Anyone who can make it with human power cannot be considered a lucky person in any case."

Meng Yi nodded clearly to express his understanding.

"I, the Qin Dynasty, have been fighting for many years and have never worried about money and food. I am interested in internal history rather than governing internal history. I have never thought about this problem in the past. But today I understand a little better. It should be someone who made the glass."

"Haha." Meng Wu looked at Er Ziyan and chuckled.

If it were back then, this leader of the generation with the least presence in the Meng family would have slapped his thigh and laughed.

The military commander who dared to joke wildly with the late king finally turned into the formal look he hated most at the beginning.

"What is dad laughing at?"

"Father?"

A question mark rose above both brothers' heads.

Meng Wu smiled and asked the second son, "If that's all, how can we say that Lord Chang'an is sinister and treacherous?"

"Isn't it weird to be able to create something as foreign as glass?"

"Isn't it sinister to use fake things to make money?"

The brothers were a little confused.

They heard a story from the past and felt that it was an eye-opener for them. They felt that the young Mr. Cheng was already sinister and cunning enough.

But the brothers heard what their father Meng Wu wanted, and it seemed that this was not the main force in the battle, but just the vanguard.

No, it's not even a forward, this should be the first row of soldiers in the forward.

There was a look of reminiscence on Meng Wu's face, and he unconsciously revealed the high-spirited smile from back then, as if he had seen the young master, who was privately called the Little King of Qin.

"Back then, my father and the late king, Lu Buwei, were all immersed in the great joy of making colored glaze rich in Qin. But Master Cheng Yu said: 'I didn't make colored glaze just to make a little fortune.'"

"Small wealth? That's what Chang'an Lord calls this small wealth? This is wealth that can rival the country!" Meng Yi, who was slightly immature, couldn't help but interrupt Meng Wu and exclaimed.

Meng Wu was interrupted from recalling and glanced at his second son dissatisfied.

Meng Tian patted his younger brother on the head and said to Meng Wu: "Father, please continue."

"You should learn more from your brother." Meng Wu taught Meng Yi, and continued: "You both know how much glass is worth. It is comparable to jade. The peerless one can be compared to Heshi Bi."

The jade seal passed down from generation to generation, which was regarded by later dynasties as the right one to ascend to the throne, was made by the First Emperor using He's jade.

When the State of Zhao obtained He's Bi, the State of Qin was willing to exchange it for fifteen cities.

Although there is a conspiracy in this, the value of the two is not too different.

Jade and colored glaze are both valuable items. Overall, the value of the two is almost the same.

"Young Master Cheng, I want to divide the colored glaze into four grades: lower, middle, upper and extreme. The upper, middle and lower grades are distributed according to the wealth of each country. For example, Qi Fang is in the upper grade, Han is in the middle, Zhao is in the lower grade, etc. The standards are

, that is, to ensure that the local people have the ability to purchase it and are willing to purchase it."

"Start by putting a small amount in the six countries. The price is twice as low as the market price. Open up the exchange of goods for money, and all strategic materials such as grain and cloth can be valued at twice the value. With the price of colored glaze, the people of the six countries will rush to grab it.

Scattered all the family wealth, gave up food, cloth and other items, just to buy a piece of colored glaze."

"Isn't this just about making money?" Meng Yi muttered.

"The wealth of the six countries is all in the hands of the nobles. It is better to collect the wealth of the common people than to collect the wealth of the nobles." Meng Tian commented.

"Haha, this is the brilliance of Lord Chang'an. You have been roped around your neck without even realizing it."

Meng Wu chuckled, looking at the somewhat unconvinced faces of his two sons, and finished the rest of his words in one breath.

"The upper, middle, and lower grades of colored glaze will continue to be distributed slowly among the people. When the nobles and royal families of the Six Kingdoms take a first look at the clues, they will release a small number that are absolutely equal to the nobles and royal families of the Six Kingdoms. With the absolute grade in hand, how can they do it again?

Set your sights on the upper, middle, and lower third-grade colored glazes?"

"In this way, we can not only collect the wealth of the nobles, but also buy a period of time. The water will flow slowly, and it will take less than three years. Half of the ten households in the Six Kingdoms will have glassware in their hands. All the food and cloth from the Six Kingdoms will be brought to Qin. By then,

Regardless of whether the six royal families or nobles reacted, it is already too late."

"Chang'an Lord will disperse all the colored glaze cast in the past three years to the six countries, and announce the method of making colored glaze to the world. Things are rare and valuable, and Chang'an Lord's move will definitely drive down the price of colored glaze to the lowest. This book

The glassware that the common people exchanged for a hundred stones of grain could not be exchanged for half a stone of grain. The market of the six countries collapsed, the gods could not save it, and the nobles and royal families of the six countries were powerless even if they wanted to."

"A stone of grain is worth a thousand pieces of gold. The people cannot afford to buy grain. In order to survive, they will end up selling their sons, daughters, and exchanging sons for food. The six countries will become a hell on earth. In less than two years, Qin will be

Collect supplies from the six countries and collect them from the six countries. That night, the late king held an urgent court meeting to delegate the matter to several ministers to discuss it. In the end, the traitor Lu Buwei rejected the proposal with the four words "harming heaven and harmony."

Brothers Meng Tian and Meng Yi were stunned.

Use exquisite glass to make the world a hell.

Is it really a human being who can come up with such a vicious plan?

If I change my son and eat, I am afraid that I will never dare to see Lord Chang'an again in the future.

Meng Yi couldn't help but trembled violently as he thought about being used by Meng Wu to be used as food for others. There was a trace of fear in his eyes.

He can go to the battlefield and kill the enemy bravely without fear of life or death, but he cannot do it and watch others eat their babies.

"Why are you shelving this proposal? Rebellious traitors and rebellious ministers have ruined the five years of our Qin Dynasty! They have ruined countless of my sons and daughters!" Meng Tian clapped his arms and stood up, furious.

"Chang'an Lord uses six kingdoms to support the Qin State. This plan is very good. Chang'an Lord is a great talent in managing the world and benefiting the people. Why didn't my father tell me earlier? If I had known earlier, how could I have neglected Chang'an Lord in the past few years?"

"If it weren't for the confusing situation on the balcony and the mist surrounding Li Si's Chang'an Palace, I wouldn't have told you today. In the past, it was of no use to you if you knew it. It only added to your troubles. Chang'an Lord didn't care about your attitude towards it either. You two

Please remember not to participate in criticizing Lord Chang'an."

Meng Wu looked up at the sky. In his eyes, in the blue sky, there was a wrinkled and unhappy child.

"Hahaha, Meng Wu, if Gu is no longer around in the future, you should be optimistic about Gu's little Prince Qin, he is very angry."

"King for ten thousand years!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are an imperial doctor? You have lived longer than Gu Gu. For Gu Gu... take good care of Xiu'er... Don't let him be wronged..."

"……only!"

Kings……

Wu will not break his promise this time...

Meng Ao, the veteran of the Meng family's Dinghai Shenzhen, arrived at some unknown time. After listening to the father and son's conversation at the door, he walked back to his house step by step, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

This old general of the Qin State, who even bowed to the God of War Wang Jian when he saw him, acted like a child, muttering as he walked.

"It's so easy to brag about a bad plan. You guys know a lot. Lord Chang'an is the best at fighting. If Lord Chang'an didn't let me tell you, Nai Gong would scare you. I know a lot of Lord Chang'an's secrets... Humph! A group of just A rat that can hide in a hole still wants to do harm to Lord Chang'an, but all ignorant rats are seeking death!"

…

Doctoral Department.

A bunch of ignorant rats, seeking death without knowing it.

Zhou Qingchen sneered in his heart, but his face was full of warmth and warmth.

In front of him was a group of doctors who were clamoring for a memorial to Tingwei Zuojian to criticize Ying Cheng.

Led by two legalist doctors and assisted by doctors from hundreds of other schools, there were probably more than twenty people gathered together.

Except for Confucian doctors, the Doctoral Office does not participate. Basically, representatives from all schools participate, such as doctors of immortality, doctors of dream science, doctors of Taoism, etc.

"Qingchen, it's your turn."

A doctor held a pen and a scroll of bamboo slips and placed them in front of Zhou Qingchen.

Zhou Qingchen first took the pen and pretended to sign the memorial that criticized Ying Chengyu.

As soon as he dropped an ink dot, Zhou Qingchen suddenly realized: "You all are Ph.D.s, Qingchen is just a servant, how can I sign with you? When Qingchen returns home, he will write another letter and attach it to the memorial in the office. .It can make your reputation stronger without humiliating the doctors."

The doctor was very impressed by what he said.

"No matter where you are, our interactions are all based on our intentions. Doesn't it matter how big or small our official position is?"

As the doctor spoke, he naturally took the brush from Zhou Qingchen's hand.

"Then Qingchen, are you going back to your house to write now?"

"promise."

Zhou Qingchen returns home.

He ordered his servants to prepare food and called the only guest he supported. They sat down together and ate together.

"I have surrendered to you, and you have treated me very kindly. I will eat whatever you eat, and I will sleep wherever you sleep. Please give me a chance to repay your kindness." The guest finished eating. , bowed deeply to Zhou Qingchen and stopped getting up.
To be continued...