In the morning, the cold wind was cold, Ying Zheng got up early, and came to the side of the disaster camp without breakfast.

Ju Zizhou got up earlier than him, and when he saw Ying Zheng coming, he rubbed his eyes, yawned, handed over a stack of bamboo slips, and then turned around and waved his hand: "I'll go sleep for a while, the bamboo slips have already listed the problems that may arise today and the solutions to solve them, you can pick them yourself." ”

"There is a silk book in the bamboo slip, and the things on the silk book are the tasks that must be completed today, and there is no list of means to complete these things, so you can think for yourself. I might have slept a little longer, don't wake me up if there's no major problem! ”

Ying Zheng nodded and glanced deeply at Ju Zizhou.

He gritted his teeth.

Ju Zizhou's posture is not surprisingly testing himself, or...... Is it meaningful?

Ying Zheng sighed, although there was no way to continue to squeeze knowledge and ability from Ju Zizhou, but with these bamboo slips, it was not bad.

He hurried to look at the bamboo slips.

"Ensuring employment is the number one priority at the moment."

"At present, Qin's grain and annual ability to produce grain, livestock and other survival materials are not high, but the material needs of the people are even lower, and what needs to be done now is not even to feed them."

"It's about providing opportunities for mass employment, and the rains have brought not only houses down, but also crops, and many of the people in the camps are barefoot, poor peasants, and without this year's annual harvest, they often can't earn enough food to feed their families."

"And the price of food in the market will rise in disaster years, and the money needed to buy enough food to survive is not ......"

Every sentence and word can make Ying Zheng tremble.

The eunuch Xiong stood aside, quietly glanced at the bamboo slip in Ying Zheng's hand, and couldn't see what was written, and when he thought about it again, Ying Zheng had already rolled up the bamboo slip.

Did you see it so fast? Bear smacks his tongue.

"His Royal Highness." Wang Jian bowed as a salute, he looked left and right and didn't see Ju Zizhou, and was very curious: "Is there any work in the hands of His Royal Highness Wang Sun that can help?" Yesterday, I waited here for a day, doing nothing, watching the scoundrels struggle in the rain, and my heart was very ......"

"That's it!" Ying Zheng waved his hand: "There is no need to say these clichés, this is not something you can say, but since you want to help me do things, then go find some craftsmen." ”

"Looking for a craftsman?" Wang Jian scratched his head, not knowing why: "What is His Royal Highness Wang Sun looking for a craftsman to do?" Do you want to find a cobbler, a carpenter, a mason, or ......"

"Masons, carpenters, leathermen, shoemakers." Ying Zheng looked at Wang Qian: "Can you find it?" ”

"Yes!" Wang Jian said immediately.

Ying Zheng nodded, a smile appeared on his face: "Then you can go and find it, you can find as many as you can, and it is best to be literate." ”

"Literate?!" Wang Jian opened his mouth, his expression stunned.

There are not many of these craftsmen who are literate.

"Can't find it?" Ying Zheng asked disappointedly.

"Of course I can find it!" Wang Jian saw Ying Zheng's expression and immediately replied.

'To sow division, to divide the ununited majority. Of these, anger is the supreme one, because the cost of provoking a person is the least. ’

Ying Zheng held the bamboo slip in his hand, although he was a little apprehensive, but his face was calm.

"Then ask General Wang to find these literate craftsmen for me!" Ying Zheng stood up and saluted Wang Qian.

Wang Jian was a little surprised: "His Royal Highness Wang Sun doesn't need to be polite...... Clip... I'm not a general yet, but I'm going to be a general. ”

"Is General Wang going to be a general like Wu Anjunqi?" Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, as if he had re-acquainted himself with Wang Qian.

"Wu Anjun...... This...... I...... Of course, I will become a famous general like Wu Anjun! Wang Jian took a deep breath and said loudly.

"That Zheng expects General Wang to become my Wu Anjun one day!" Ying Zheng said solemnly.

Wang Jian took a deep breath: "Wang Jian thank His Royal Highness Wang Sun for your appreciation!" ”

As he spoke, he strode out.

Xiong Dang looked at the back of Wang Jian striding out, and sighed in his heart.

This little "General Wang", his brain is still not enough, and he actually said such things to Wang Sunzheng at this time.

Ying Zheng looked at the bamboo slips for a while, then stuffed the silk slips into his arms, pushed the bamboo slips directly into the charcoal basin, watched the bamboo slips burn little by little, and then left satisfied: "Let's go, go and distribute breakfast to the victims and arrange today's work for them." ”

In front of the huge bronze tripod, Yingzheng's small figure stood in front of the Qin people.

The Qin people knelt down and bowed one after another.

They don't call for things like that, it's something in the rituals, and the poor don't have the opportunity to understand it.

The only thing they know is to kneel on the ground when they meet a nobleman, and throw themselves to the ground to show their submission.

And today's bowing, all of them are in reverence.

Because they managed to survive, to be fed, and to be paid for a full day's work.

It means a way to live in times of despair.

And the person who gave these Qin people this way to eat meat and grain without chaff to eat and live comfortably was the little Wang Sun His Royal Highness in front of him.

The Qin people therefore knelt down because of this.

"The Qin people obey orders."

"The husbands' job this morning is to dredge the rivers of the outer city and guide the water in the city to flow into the moat."

"In the afternoon, I will give you the materials for the construction of wooden houses, as well as carpenters and masons, and your husbands need to follow the instructions of the mud and carpenters, and in the areas that have been dredged, they will build temporary houses for the Qin people whose houses have collapsed."

"Today's wages will still be paid at dinner time, and the workers will be allocated in advance, so they can enjoy more drinks!"

"Women and old men have work to do today—I need you to weave straw sandals."

"In the evening, every pair of straw sandals, I will buy them at a price of one tael, how much money you can earn, it all depends on yourself!"

Qin money is coined with half a tael, and one tael is actually two coins.

Ying Zheng's voice is clear, but the volume is not high.

The Qin people looked forward to it, and heard the already familiar and reassuring "Wangsun Decree" repeated by the Qin officials.

For a while, the Qin people were boiling.

Straw sandals are not considered a high price for two dollars per pair, it can only be said to be parity, but even if it is parity, it is much better than no one buying!

"The children and girls will come with me to bathe in the palace after breakfast!" Ying Zheng said the last order with an expressionless face.

Then, quickly, the Qin officials shouted loudly and repeated.

One order after another was carried out.

The Qin people had a way to live, and spontaneously carried out the orders of Yingzheng as in the past when they carried out the law.

Everything is so well organized.

In the hot labor scene, an old man in a cloth shoe and a gown was silent.

"Giant, such a strict thing must be learned by the Huang family. Is Wang Sunzheng really worth the service? One of them asked behind the old man.

"The relief of the victims is "love", one order, no aliases, no punishment, is for "Shang Tong", not Huang Lao's harsh law! ”

"Besides......" the old man sighed, "We ink writers, do we have any choice?"