"A new relationship of responsibility?" Xiong Chen was puzzled: "Did he really say that?" ”

Xiong Dang nodded: "That's what Wang Sunzheng said. ”

Xiong Qi thought about it for a while, and felt that he couldn't understand the meaning of the word.

He asked, "What is Wang Sunzheng commanding that group of scoundrels to do now?" ”

"Dig a ditch." Xiong Dang replied immediately.

"Just dig a canal,......" Xiong Chen frowned: "Need so much liang rice and money?" ”

Milled rice, also known as beam rice.

"It should be the city's favor to the scoundrels." Xiong Qi said: "Wang Sunzheng is not a short-sighted person, and the person named Ju Zizhou next to him is not an idle person, they should not be pretending to be profound. ”

Queen Huayang didn't have so many concerns: "That little bit of Liang Mi money, he will use it, and he doesn't have to worry about it." ”

"That's 6,000 catties of white rice!" Xiong Chen said dissatisfiedly: "Sister can not care at the moment, and squander it for that kid, but if you want to eat it later, you will have to buy it from Chu State at a high price!" There is very little rice in Qin's country, and this year's rain is so heavy, I think it is impossible for Qin to have new rice! ”

According to the habits of the Chu people, the staple food must be white rice.

This habit is retained by the Chu people who have a little status in the court of the Qin State.

The white rice used by Yingzheng to relieve the victims of the disaster was directly transferred from the inventory in the private treasury of Queen Huayang in the palace.

It is precisely because it is a material in a private treasury that it is extremely efficient, and it can be retrieved when it is said.

If it is to transfer the grain and money in the public treasury, the procedure is cumbersome and the efficiency is extremely low, and I am afraid that it may not be able to successfully obtain it tomorrow.

And disaster relief cannot really wait until tomorrow, after all, disaster relief is like fighting fires.

"Just 6,000 catties of white rice, if you can exchange Wang Sunzheng for a good name, it is also worth it!" Xiong Qi said.

He is different from his uncle Xiong Chen, he has a more long-term vision, and he has a clear view of which is more important, short-term interests or long-term interests.

"Zheng'er is so handy, what he wants is not just a good name!" Queen Huayang sighed: "It seems that I am really old, and I can't even see the behavior of my children clearly." ”

"My aunt is in her prime, how can she easily talk about old age?"

……

"So, the money and goods used in Zheng'er's hands to relieve the disaster were given by the queen?" Qin Yiren sighed: "I knew that she would not give up the opportunity easily, but it's a pity that Zheng'er came back at this time...... King Zhao is really a mediocre person! ”

He sighed, slowly fell, and turned his eyes to the adult python who was playing on the side.

When Lu Buwei saw the stranger's fall, his brows locked: "What a trick, this hand can mess up my situation, I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional." ”

Hearing him say this, Yiren was a little complacent, and his face suddenly changed: "You mean, King Zhao knew that we were going to fight with the Queen Mother, so he deliberately sent Zheng'er back?" ”

"It's possible!" Lu Buwei nodded: "Back then, all the businessmen could know that above the court of the Qin State, the Chu people were powerful, and they were suspected of killing the lord and seizing the throne, and there were thousands of wise people in the Zhao Kingdom, and there were many people who were better than me in terms of wealth and power, so they should know this." ”

"The lord returns to Qin, gets the crown prince, and if you want to make a difference, you must first reduce the power of the Chu people in the court, this is something that everyone knows."

"It is not impossible for King Zhao to take the opportunity to provide some assistance to the Chu people."

"In this way, I underestimated Zhao Ren......" Yiren frowned: "It's a pity, it's a pity that Zheng'er can't be used by me." ”

"It's a pity." Lü Buwei looked at Cheng Chan.

It's a pity, it's a pity that Cheng Chan can't suppress Qin Zheng at all.

"So what is Zheng'er doing now......" Yiren showed a tangled look: "Do you want to ruin his good name?" ”

"Don't!" Lü Buwei immediately fell down and strangled the strange dragon: "I saw that Ju Zizhou next to Wang Sunzheng this morning drove into the palace in the car of King Qin. ”

"Subsequently, the king issued a series of decrees and gave the king and grandson great power."

"What?" The stranger's face changed drastically, and he was almost about to stand up.

He looked at Lu Buwei in disbelief: "That black-faced slave? What did he do? ”

"He is the palace that he entered in the clothes of a scholar." Lu Buwei sighed: "I'm afraid that the people who want Wang Sunzheng to achieve fame the most now are no longer Wang Sunzheng and the Queen Mother." ”

It's the King of Qin who wins the pillar!

He didn't finish his sentence.

However, the stranger already knows the secret: "In this case, why don't you go and pay homage to your father!" ”

"What is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doing?" Lü Buwei asked.

"Find out what they want to do!" Qin Yiren said.

……

"Second and third sons, work hard, dig this ditch, and we will have five taels of millet wine to drink at night!" A very tall husband shouted.

This was followed by a chorus: "Good." ”

"Keep it up!"

"Sell more!"

"Do you say you have no clothes? "......One of the men took the lead in singing, and then the hard-working husbands began to sing.

The song was impassioned, the tone was rough and high-pitched, and it spread out in the heavy rain with a thick vitality, quickly sweeping most of the area north of Xianyang City, and about thousands of husbands sang "No Clothes", a war song that has been passed down from old age to generation.

They are not fighting for the king, they are just working, but the strength of this work is better than fighting to win the king.

"Its heart is available!" Wang Jian stood on a high place and looked down on the group of people who were digging ditches and singing with simple stones, and nodded slightly.

Behind him, Ying Zheng was wrapped in a tiger fur, looking carefully at the bamboo slips in front of him that had not yet dried in ink.

A roll of bamboo slips looks very heavy and large, but in fact, there are not many words written on it.

"Cash-for-work." Ying Zheng muttered the four words written at the beginning of the bamboo slip.

These four words, Ying Zheng has seen in "Handan Investigation".

At the time he didn't understand what it meant.

Now that these four words have been explained and practiced by him personally, he finally understands.

The so-called "poison in the country" is actually the outbreak of "public resentment" after accumulating to a certain extent. The people's grievances stem from the unfair distribution system, and even more so from the unequal relationship of power and responsibility. ”

Therefore, by solving the problem of unequal distribution of rights and responsibilities that people can feel in their lives and production, we can solve the problem of regular outbreaks of "public grievances", and we can easily solve the "poison in the country". ”

Ying Zheng looked at the words on the bamboo slips and said slowly: "I'm right, senior brother?" ”

"That's right as it stands, but it's wrong in the broader context."

"But at the end of the day, it's right, isn't it?" Ying Zheng looked at Ju Zizhou.

Ju Zizhou nodded, drank a cup of hot water, and said slowly: "Don't rebuild the current superstructure, don't reconstruct the relations of production, don't expand the scale of vested interests, don't build a relatively fair distribution system, and don't ......."

"Enough!" Ying Zheng's little face was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Ju Zizhou said so much, but he almost completely denied his feelings.

He was unhappy.

No one can be happy.

"You've been working with that group of people all morning this morning, have you gained anything?" Ying Zheng asked angrily.

Very blunt means of diverting the subject.

Ju Zizhou smiled: "I basically understand the living standard of ordinary Qin people, and I find that the value I estimated before is still too high. ”

"What's too high? Are you saying that the fixed wage is too high? Ying Zheng asked.

Ju Zizhou nodded: "Yes, it's too high!" ”

"The average Qin people don't seem to be able to eat coarse grains very much, the nine people I know, eight of them are malnourished, they eat the rice soup on average two or three times a month, eat the millet rice about once a month, the millet wine can only be drunk on a specific day, and no one has ever drunk the rice wine......" Ju Zizhou sighed.

The Qin people, whose reputation for bravery, shook the wilderness, were even poorer than he imagined!

"Mizi soup, millet ...... What are they? Ying Zheng was puzzled.

"It's millet porridge with sunflower and fatty meat." Ju Zizhou grinned: "Their standard of living is pitiful!" ”

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment when he heard this: "Isn't it good?" This low in the past is more likely to highlight the current and future highs. ”

Ju Zizhou smiled: "It's not too early, it's time for them to get off work, people who haven't eaten for a long time can't work for too long!" ”

"Do I still have to pay them myself?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Thousands of people, of course, it is impossible for you to send them, you just need to summarize today's work, and send the first ten!" Ju Zizhou said.

Ying Zheng nodded, looked down from high, and saw that the bronze tripod was still steaming, and was slightly relieved: "It's so good, the fire is lit." ”

"Don't put out the fire!" Ju Zizhou kicked Ying Zheng: "Put on the clothes you got wet in the morning and summarize the progress of today's project!" ”