"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the kings and ministers of the countries in the Western Regions have come out of Huayang Palace!"

As soon as the kings stepped out of Huayang Palace, there were guards reporting to Ying Zheng.

"Yes! I understand!"

Ying Zheng nodded in response.

"I wonder how those guys will choose?"

"I really hope they don't agree, haha!"

"No! The Ministry of Industry is still waiting to catch slaves to start work...!"

The ministers started discussing in twos and threes.

After a while, under the leadership of the guards, a large number of hundreds of people returned to the main hall.

However, this time everyone's faces no longer had the proud look before, and all of them looked as heavy as a defeated rooster!

"See His Majesty Da Qin!"

Everyone bowed respectfully.

"Hmm! I heard that you don't seem to like my Da Qin's food very much?"

Ying Zheng has a tigerish face, showing no anger and self-importance.

"No! Da Qin's cuisine is exquisite. I admire you so much that I am willing to stay in Da Qin and enjoy Da Qin's delicious food!"

The King of Dawan spoke with a heavy tone.

"We are willing to stay in Daqin...!"

Everyone else followed closely and bowed their heads.

"Hahaha! Okay! Our Daqin has hundreds of kinds of delicacies, and I will definitely not disappoint you...!"

Ying Zheng understood the idea and grinned, "You can rest assured that the countries in the Western Region will flourish after they submit to the Qin Dynasty! And if you stay in Xianyang with peace of mind, I will ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing!"

He couldn't be too stingy if he took someone else's land for nothing.

As long as these guys are honest and appreciate the property, there is no problem in paying them two bucks a month!

Of course, if they dare to take any action, Ying Zheng is not a soft-hearted person!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Everyone bowed again.

This time, they no longer called Ying Zheng His Majesty the Qin Dynasty, but changed their name to Your Majesty!

Because from now on, they have become the people of Da Qin!

If nothing unexpected happens, from now on, their scope of activities will be limited to Xianyang City!

But thinking about it on the other hand, this is good!

Once Da Qin sends troops, not only will they have no way to survive, but their people will have no way to survive either!

"Okay, let's all go down and rest. Someone will make arrangements for you later!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand and dismissed everyone.

"Alas...! What a pity!"

After the kings of the Western Regions left, the generals sighed one after another.

A good military honor was just gone!

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for bringing all the countries in the Western Regions into the territory of our Great Qin without wasting a single soldier!"

The civil servants were full of joy and held their hands in congratulations.

"Um!"

Ying Zheng also smiled and nodded repeatedly.

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

Feng Qu asked with a sad face.

Although he was happy about this, he was still thinking about his Ministry of Works more!

Ten railways are to be built at the same time, and it is normal to encounter high mountains and boulders.

It’s impossible to go around every time, right?

Then slaves are needed to blast and dig!

But since everyone refuses to give it to anyone, he can't just rob it, right?

"What to do?"

Ying Zheng was grinning from ear to ear. It was obvious that he had forgotten his original intention of attacking the Western Regions.

"The construction of the railway requires a large number of slaves, but the countries in the Western Region have surrendered. Where do these slaves come from?"

Feng Quji spread his hands and laid out the problem straightforwardly.

"oh……!"

After this reminder, Ying Zheng remembered that there was still a slave issue that needed to be resolved.

The smile on his face gradually faded.

The countries in the Western Region have surrendered, and the local people, that is, the people of Great Qin, must not be captured again to be slaves and build railways!

"What's so difficult about this? If the Western Region fails, then just choose another country!"

At this moment, Ying Feiyu's childish voice echoed in the hall.

Make everyone’s eyes light up!

"That's right! Fei Yu's words are very close to my heart, haha!"

Ying Zhengle slapped his thigh, stood up and walked towards the hanging ground on the side of the hall.

After thinking for a moment, he pointed to the northeast of Da Qin and said: "Sushen and Fuyu have a vast territory and are close to Donghu. If we capture these two areas, then this whole area will belong to our Da Qin!"

"Well! Your Majesty is wise! After conquering these two places, there will be no foreign enemies around Daqin from now on!"

The ministers raised their hands and seconded the proposal.

A large area of ​​land to the north of the Qin Dynasty belonged to the Xiongnu, and to the east of the Xiongnu was Donghu, followed by Fuyu and Sushen, and further north was a vast sea area.

Wo Island is just above this sea area.

But now it has become the territory of Da Qin.

In other words, as long as we capture these two places, there will be no other human civilization around Da Qin.

As for the Siberian area further north, they are still in a primitive society, making a living by hunting, and they don't even know how to sew clothes!

"Okay! The slaves who built the railway came from Fuyu and Sushen!"

All the officials agreed, and Ying Zheng immediately finalized the matter.

"Father, building the railway requires a large number of slaves. How many people can those two small wild countries produce?"

However, Ying Feiyu, who had been leaning on the chair, suddenly spoke, seeming to look down on Fu Yu and Su Shen.

"Fuyu has a household of 80,000, a population of at least 400,000, and a military strength of about 60,000. Sushen is about the same. The combined strength of the two countries should be about 120,000. After the war, how can there be only 30,000 or 40,000 left?

Bar?"

Ying Zheng made some calculations.

"Thirty thousand or forty thousand? It's only more than 3,000 people per railway. It's not enough to fill the gap between your teeth!"

Ying Feiyu curled his lips.

"Then...what do you want?"

After some calculations, Ying Zheng also felt that there were a few people.

How can a railway run thousands of miles away with only 3,000 people working hard?

This has to be done leisurely!

Once the two countries' troops resist tenaciously, they may not even be able to keep these 30,000 or 40,000 people, which is indeed a little less!

But apart from that, there really is no other country to fight!

"Father, look further and don't always stare at the surrounding areas of Da Qin!"

Ying Feiyu smiled and walked towards the map.

The ministers also gathered around, wanting to see where Mr. Shota would target!

"Look further away?"

Ying Zheng's eyes wandered around the map, and after focusing on a place, he looked at the little guy who was half a head shorter than himself, and seemed a little unbelievable.

"Mauryan Dynasty?"
To be continued...