Chapter 60: King Qin Zhao

King Qin Zhao's demeanor was fierce and domineering, Datian's pupils shrank, but he said bluntly: "Your Excellency, Rong Chen will know if you calculate an account carefully." ”

"Say it." King Qin Zhao took a breath and forced himself to calm down.

"In the Battle of Changping, Daqin dispatched 580,000 warriors, and they had to eat a mountain in one day, and after three years, how much money and food did they consume? How much money and grain are spent on sending people, transporting grain and grass, digging trenches, and eating horses and chewing horses? Datian Ling counted with his fingers.

After only two accounts, King Qin Zhao's face became gloomy.

With the shrewdness of King Qin Zhao, of course he knew that what Datian Ling said was the truth, an army of 580,000 would eat a mountain in one day, and how many mountains would have to be eaten for three years? Not to mention, it also mobilized millions of people to transport grain and grass, dig trenches, and assist the Qin army, how much grain would it cost?

Datian Ling glanced at King Qin Zhao, as if he didn't see King Qin Zhao's ugly face, and then calculated the account: "The Changping War, the whole country of Qin was shaken, the sharp soldiers fought in the front, the people were busy in the back, the fertile land was not allowed to be cultivated, and it all relied on women, children, old and young to farm, how much did this have to reduce production?" How much has the tax on money and food been reduced? ”

The scale of the Changping War was unprecedented, and the Qin State was the strength of the whole country, and it was difficult to win, and the accumulation of several generations was exhausted. At that time, the Qin State had only a population of five million, but it was able to support a war of such a scale, which was a miracle, and it was a miracle for countless descendants to sigh that the Qin State was really strong enough.

"Can I add it?" King Qin Zhao's face became even more ugly.

"If the king is not afraid of hurting the country." Ota Ling's words can make people angry.

"You ......" King Qin Zhao was very angry, endured his unhappiness, and said: "Now, the Changping War has ended, as long as you grit your teeth again and destroy the Zhao State, everything is easy to say." A little more taxation is not a big deal. ”

"Your Majesty, the Qin law has a fixed formula, and the taxes are all fixed, and they cannot be changed at will." Datian Ling raised his head and said loudly.

"Bang!" King Qin Zhao's right hand slapped heavily on the short case, his eyes burst out angrily, and he roared, and said: "You are so bold, you dare to go out of your way, and the widow will kill you!" ”

Datian Ling's neck stiffened, and Ang Ang said: "Your Majesty, the Qin State is not Shandong, and the intention of the monarch of the Kingdom is not a crime." If the minister is guilty, he should be punished and killed by Qin law. ”

Qin law is strict, even the king of Qin must not destroy, to kill the minister, must be killed according to the law, and a convincing justification must be given, otherwise, the government and the opposition will be rampant. The matter of killing ministers because of the decree has not appeared in the Qin State since the Shang Dynasty changed the law.

Datian Ling choked King Qin Zhao speechless for a long time, took a long breath, forced himself to calm down, and said, "Someone!" Datian Ling was loyal to his duties, and what he said was very appropriate, and he gave him a knight of wine. ”

In order to encourage the courtiers to speak freely, the Qin State had a variety of reward methods, and giving a knight of wine was a light reward and a sign of honor.

This is the difference between the Qin State and the Six Kingdoms of Shandong, if it is in the Six Kingdoms of Shandong, the intention of the monarch of the country is a big crime, and it should be beheaded. In the Qin State, there is no. Not only that, Datian Ling is right, but King Qin will reward him.

Datian Ling took the wine, thanked King Qin Zhao for his salute, and drank it all. King Qin Zhao waved his hand, and Datian Ling retreated.

"Your Majesty, the prime minister is here." Changshi Huanxing came to report.

"Prime Minister, please." King Qin Zhao's spirits perked up, his white eyebrows lifted, and a smile appeared on his face, he relied on Fan Sui very much, and Fan Sui must have good news when he came.

Fan Sui walked in quickly, and before he saluted King Qin Zhao, he only heard King Qin Zhao hurriedly say: "Prime Minister, Bai Qi has repeatedly written to request to send troops to destroy Zhao." However, Daejeon Lingyan said that there is not much money and food, can the prime minister have a way? ”

In a hundred years of the Warring States Period, no Warring States has been destroyed, and the Zhao State has been destroyed, how heartwarming it is, but the Qin State has been consumed, and there is no money and food, even if it is a heroic man like King Qin Zhao, it is helpless.

"Your Majesty, what Daejeon Decree said is true, and when the overall situation of the Changping War was decided, the minister personally went to check the treasury, and there is indeed not much left." Fan Sui smiled bitterly: "This is still the accumulation of four generations of monarchs and hundreds of years since the filial piety. ”

"No way?" King Qin Zhao was greatly disappointed.

"The minister can calculate the six countries of Shandong, and he can make careful calculations, but he can't make money out of nothing and make money and grain." Fan Sui was distressed.

Zhao Guo only has his last breath left, he only needs Qin Guo to make up for it again, but he has no money and food, who can not be annoyed?

It's like a big pervert who finds a naked ** beauty right in front of him, and he is impotent, can this not make people uncomfortable?

"So, what happened when the prime minister came late at night?" King Qin Zhao was greatly disappointed, but he knew that no one could do anything, and he would not be reconciled.

"A guest came from Shandong, saying that if Bai Qi destroyed the Zhao State, it must be the third duke of Qin, who is above the minister, and the minister of Wei will be in danger." Fan Sui reported truthfully.

"But Lu Zhonglian?" King Qin Zhao stood up violently, his eyes widened, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Exactly." Fan Sui didn't hide it.

"Ten gongs, nine of them are him. He fought against Da Qin everywhere, targeted Da Qin in everything, and killed him! King Qin Zhao shouted, like a thunderbolt.

Lu Zhonglian is an anti-Qin diehard, and he opposes the Qin State everywhere, and King Qin Zhao hates him to the core.

"Your Majesty, no, never." Fan Sui hurriedly stopped and said: "Lu Zhonglian is famous and valued by the world, if he is killed by Qin, Qin will be infamous." And Qin's officials, three or four percent are from Shandong, and six or seven percent of the officials are from Shandong, so the scholars complain about Qin, and they will not go west to Qin, won't they lose big because of a small one? ”

Most of the officials and officials of the Qin State came from the six countries of Shandong, and if the scholars did not enter the Qin, the consequences would be very serious.

"How can a widow not be able to kill him?" King Qin Zhao gritted his teeth and wanted to break Lu Zhonglian's body into pieces, but he knew that what Fan Sui said was extremely reasonable, so he had to endure the killing and asked, "What does the prime minister think the current situation should be?" ”

"The country of Zhao is weak, as long as the Great Qin Ruishi arrives, it will inevitably be destroyed. However, as soon as the Zhao State is destroyed, the combination will rise, and the combination will be together, which is a military disaster, and it will not be able to end in three or five years. And Daqin is currently short of money and food, and it is difficult to fight. Fan Sui took a long breath, muttered half a salary, and said: "Lu Zhonglian entered Qin, just take advantage of it, withdraw the troops by the situation, and recuperate, in order to move forward." ”

"Your Excellency, the General's recital." Before Fan Sui's words fell, Huan Xing walked in quickly and presented the white movement.

King Qin Zhao took it in his hand, looked at it for a while, sighed, unfolded it, and said, "As expected, I asked for an order to send troops again." Bai Qi, Bai Qi, what do you think is the war? It's money and food. No money, no food, what will Daqin use to fight? ”

"Bang!" He slammed the white chapter on the short case and closed his eyes in pain.

"The general is eager to make meritorious contributions, and he plays three times a day, but he doesn't know the difficulties of Great Qin." Fan Sui sighed.

A generation of heroes Qin Zhaowang, a generation of famous ministers Fan Sui, the two monarchs and ministers are relatively speechless, only staring at each other with big eyes.

"Your Majesty, the letter of the Inhuman Son." Huan Xing came in again, holding a copper pipe in his hand.

"Inhuman?" King Qin Zhao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Which stranger?" ”

"The proton of Zhao, the prince and the son of the other." Fan Sui reminded.

"Oh, it's him." King Qin Zhao then remembered that he still had such a grandson, and asked in surprise: "Is he still alive?" Zhao Guo didn't kill him? ”

Qin Yiren was an outcast, and he was still alive, he was really surprised, according to his thoughts, Zhao Guo should have been killed a long time ago.

"Your Majesty, the minister retires." Qin Yiren's letter must have begged for money, and Fan Sui had nothing to do if he stayed, so he said goodbye and left.

King Qin Zhao took the parchment from Huan Xing's hand, didn't look at it, and said to Huan Xing: "It must be begging for gold." ”

Unfolded slowly, and after a look, he was surprised: "It's not begging for money." ”

"Not begging?" Who doesn't know how sad the days of Proton are? They all thought that Qin Yiren was begging for money, and Huan Xing was quite surprised when he heard this.

"The vertical son also dares to seek the country." King Qin Zhao smiled contemptuously and threw the parchment into the burning furnace.

The parchment was licked by the blue flames, and it was about to turn into ashes, Huan Xing was in a hurry, hurriedly grabbed it, kept slapping, and finally put out the fire, only to see a good parchment paper that had been burned to the point of a big hole and a small eye, and there was only one sentence left: "Handan can be broken, Zhao cannot die, and Zhao is forced to Han." ”.