Qingji intended to formulate laws and regulations in the true sense of the word in the state of Wu, so as to restrain the people of Li and govern the country according to law.

After discussing with Fan Li and Sun Wu, Qingji finally made up his mind.

Three days later, Qingji held a grand court meeting in the Fengtian Temple, and all the ministers and doctors with a rank of more than 200 stones, 150 people were present to participate.

"The king has arrived—"

With the announcement of the CRRC Mansion's glue slippery, the celebration of wearing a crown was guided by two palace ladies holding peacock feathers, one left and one right, and came to the majesty platform step by step.

At this time, Qingji, who is twenty-seven years old and about one meter nine tall, stands out from the crowd, stands tall and looks heroic.

Wearing a crown of nine heavens, it is difficult for people to grasp his joy and anger as a monarch through facial expressions.

A dark crown dress, the left bears the moon, the right negative sun, each embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, under the skirt, embroidered dragons and phoenixes, the color is dark, it doesn't look too bells and whistles.

Qingji at this age already has a three-inch long beard, which not only does not look angry and arrogant, but also does not affect the overall appearance too much.

Is it beautiful?

Modern people naturally do not appreciate this so-called "beauty", but in the eyes of the ancients, it is very beautiful.

For example, Guan Erye, who has an extremely long beard, is called "beautiful sideburns", and the crowned man in ancient times, that is, if an adult does not grow a beard, it looks too unusual!

"Ministers, see the king! Long live the king! ”

The ministers then paid homage to the celebration on the top of the majestic platform, and shouted in unison.

In normal times, courtiers do not have to bow down when they see the king.

However, on such a solemn occasion as the court meeting, in order to show the orderliness of the monarch and the courtiers, the ministers need to kneel to the monarch.

"You don't have to be polite, please take a seat!"

"King Xie!"

Qingji sat down in a precarious position, and then waved his hand and let the ministers sit down.

"If there is something to start, there is nothing to retreat!"

Slippery and routine, he raised his voice and said loudly.

"The king, the minister has something to do!"

Zhisu Neishi Fan Li was the first to stand up and say.

"What's the matter, please tell me."

"My lord, a few days ago, the minister saw a civil dispute in the bazaar in Jinling."

Fan Li said: "I have a person in Wu Guo who bought a piece of cloth, and found that the size is wrong, the cloth that should be one zhang and two zhang is measured in the degree of Wu State, but in fact it is only one zhang and one foot and three inches!" ”

"So the man came to the door to find the theory of the cloth village, and the shopkeeper took out his own measure to measure it, and it was indeed one zhang two."

"What's the explanation?"

"Just because that person's degree is for Wu Du, and the store's degree is for Qi Du. Wu Du is different from Qi Du! ”

After a pause, Fan Li said again: "Not only the degree, but also the measure and balance, there is still the problem of lack of overflow and lack of weight, and lack of catties and shortages. ”

"In all the countries of heaven and earth, the rules of weights and measures are all different."

"Even in my Wu country, there is no real standard weights and measures, and how many feudal monarchs have tampered with the weights and measures issued by the government in the past, thinking that they are profitable?"

Fan Li is exposing the shortcomings and exposing the shortcomings of the ministers of the old family of Wu State!

However, this matter is clear to the kings of Wu in the past dynasties.

They still turn a blind eye to it, and they don't care.

Now that Fan Li has moved to the table, it really makes the old ministers of the family headed by the middle doctor Hu Yong secretly hate in their hearts.

"What Fan Qing means, is it to unify the weights and measures of my Wu country?"

"Exactly!"

Qingji is singing double yellow with Fan Li.

This discerning person can see it, but it's just inconvenient to poke it!

Fan Lilang said: "King, the regulation of weights and measures should be reformulated and uniformly promoted throughout the country. ”

"All my Wu people, all those who enter Wu business, in the land of my Wu country, the regulation of weights and measures must be in accordance with Wu's weights and measures!"

"Good!"

Qingji immediately made a decision.

This matter was handed over to the Right Prime Minister's Office to be fully responsible. Right Prime Minister! ”

"The minister is here!"

Ji Ran immediately stood up.

"According to the old system, you will reformulate the new weights and measures of my Wu country, and within half a year, the widow expects that the rest of the weights and measures will not be used in my Wu country, and the violators will be investigated and dealt with for the crime of theft!"

"Minister, obey the king's orders!"

The right prime minister immediately agreed.

As for the matter of unifying weights and measures, the ministers did not have any objections.

Even the ministers of the old clan of the Wu State don't look down on these petty profits!

"Zhuqing, in addition to unified weights and measures, there is another thing here."

Hearing this, the ministers and doctors who didn't know couldn't help but feel nervous.

has been working under Qingji's command for so long, and the ministers have more or less understanding of the temper of their own king.

But all very important things, Qingji will advocate for himself, and then do it against public opinion.

This made the ministers very helpless!

Moreover, throughout the succession to the throne, Qingji's own national politics have often harmed the interests of the ministers of the old family.

Therefore, Qingji's words made the ministers led by Doctor Hu Yong can't help but be worried.

"Glue slippery, edict!"

"Yui!"

This time, Qingji did not choose to discuss with the ministers, but directly issued an edict, and the cadres were arbitrary!

"Wang Zhao: The widow knows that the people of Wu are tired of fighting, they are accustomed to soldiers, they are light on their generals, they are thin, and they have no will to die, so they don't need to govern."

"Hit this way, block Chen and suppress it, the crowd will reject it, and if you go, you will chase it, so as to tire its teacher. This is also the trend! ”

"However, in an army, there will be people who are tigers, who are light in their strength and carry the ding, and in the foot, they will be able to fight the generals."

"If this is the case, choose and say goodbye, love and value, it is called the military life. It has five soldiers, strong and healthy, and those who are determined to devour the enemy must be added to their ranks and can win a decisive victory. ”

"Thick to his parents and wives, persuasion and fear of punishment, this strong man can be long-lasting, can judge this, can be doubled!"

"Therefore, the widow wants to add military merit titles to soldiers, and establish a system!"

After a pause, Jiao Slip took the bamboo slip handed over by a Gong E, and after opening it, he read again: "Those who have military merits are divided into twenty ranks, from low to high." ”

"First-class public scholar, two upper made, three hairpins, four not more, five doctors, six official doctors, seven public doctors, eight public passengers, ninety-five doctors, and ten left chiefs."

"Eleven right long, twelve left more, thirteen middle watch, fourteenth right watch, fifteen less up, sixteen big (Daliangzao), seventeen car chiefs, eighteen big chiefs, nineteen Guan Neihou, twenty Chehou ......"

The glue slippery and eloquent story made the ministers only feel a thunderbolt on a sunny day!

Obviously, this is to increase the enthusiasm of the officers and men of the Wu army to fight.

In the past, the soldiers of the Wu army were like other countries, and those who fought were defeated and had nothing, and they might be held accountable.

If the king is pleased, he may be able to reward his soldiers with cloth, corn, money, and other things, or simply reward the three armies.

As for the promotion of official titles, it is absolutely impossible for a soldier from a civilian background!

Origin, determines their achievements.