Back in Xuanyi Palace, Zhao Gao came over with people, and these were the people who sent her those things.

Seeing so many things sent over, Zhao Qingrui already felt the heavy fatherly love.

"Your Highness, the slaves still have to go and send things to Princess Yinyan, so they won't bother Your Highness." Zhao Gao said respectfully, the things that His Majesty sent to the little princess are almost ready to be sent to all the princesses.

"Well, there you go." Zhao Qingrui nodded.

Turning his head to Chunxi, he said, "You ask people to put these things together and record them carefully." ”

"Your Highness, rest assured." Chunxi hurriedly said, there are so many things, there really can't be any mistakes.

These things all went into Zhao Qingrui's small warehouse.

In fact, Yingzheng has sent her a lot of good things over the years, and she has not missed what other princesses have.

After returning to Xianyang, Ying Zheng selected some good things from his private treasury from time to time and sent them to Zhao Qingrui because of the guilt in his heart.

It can be said that the current Zhao Qingrui is definitely the richest among all the princesses.

Seeing Chunxi's diligent and busy appearance, Zhao Qingrui smiled, this girl is simple-minded, after returning to Xianyang, sometimes she thinks that she is not suitable for Xianyang's life.

Chunxi is two years older than her, if she meets the right one, it is better to marry her off as soon as possible, Zhao Qingrui calculated.

Originally, the matter of going to see Zhang Liang was put on hold, but Zhao Qingrui gave up, knowing that Zhang Liang's wife and children were honestly staying in the palace, Zhao Qingrui had nothing to worry about.

After the end of the morning dynasty on the second day, Li Si and the others were called to Zhangtai Palace.

"I called you here today to discuss the matter of conscription, Qingrui means to work for relief, and now there is some grain in the treasury." Ying Zheng sat at the top and looked at a few people, these people were all important ministers of the court, and they were people he trusted.

"This is a cash-for-work grant, what is Your Highness going to do?" Feng Qujian looked at Zhao Qingrui.

"Great Qin Qianshou is suffering, it is impossible for the DPRK to directly send corn to feed everyone, only pay can be rewarded, this year's conscription is postponed, I want to change the system of conscription, service depends on voluntary, the DPRK takes out corn, how much corn or silver can everyone get for conscription, so there will definitely be no fewer people who are willing to serve." Zhao Qingrui said seriously.

"If all the settlements are settled in corn and money, it will be too much of a burden on the DPRK and China." Li Si frowned, the court finally had something, and he wanted to take this money and grain to fill the conscription, it was not that he didn't care about the head of Qian, but it was really that all parts of Daqin needed money and grain.

"What Li Xiang said is reasonable, His Highness's concern for Qianshou is the blessing of Great Qin, but many other places in Great Qin also need a lot of money and grain." Feng Quji agrees with Li Si on this point.

In previous years, it was already very good to be able to eat enough after serving in the conscription, but how could anyone give money and food, and it was not a good time.

"Guys, what do you think is the most important thing about a country?" Zhao Qingrui also cared about their rebuttal, which was expected.

"Back to Your Highness, it is the king, the king is the core of a country, the king manages a country as a whole, and the king's order can make a country run quickly." Feng Zai said solemnly.

Several other people obviously agreed, at least in Great Qin, His Majesty is Heaven.

"It is the head of Qian, Mencius said, the people are precious, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light." Meng Yi pondered for a moment and said, as one of the people who grew up watching Zhao Qingrui grow up, Meng Yi knew Zhao Qingrui's thoughts better, she really cared about those Qiantou.

"Uncle Meng is right, the most important thing in a country is the head of Qian, Shang Shuyan: The people are only Bangben, Bengu Bangning." Zhao Qingrui talked eloquently, although the Confucian people hated it a little, but Confucianism also has many classic ideas worth learning.

Feng Zheng's idea is that they are individual people, and they are lighter than the monarch, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Both the monarch and the society can be replaced, only the head of the Qianji cannot be replaced, and no dynasty can be passed on forever."

Zhao Qingrui's words made several people tremble, how could they talk about the change of dynasty, and quietly looked at His Majesty at the top, His Majesty is not angry, then it's okay.

Only Meng Yi's face was calm, as one of the few people who knew that this little princess was bold, he had also seen the little princess's rebellious plan.

"There are so many leaders of Great Qin, if this conscription is settled with money and grain, I am afraid that the treasury will not be able to support this consumption." His Majesty's expression did not change much, and it seemed that the little princess was in charge, Feng Qujian sighed lightly in his heart and asked seriously.

"During this time, collect more grain and hoard it, and in more than a month, the sweet potato leaves in Shanglin Yuan should be ripe, and it will definitely greatly alleviate the current situation at that time, and the merchants who sell refined salt have been determined, and there will be a steady stream of income in the court, so Feng Xiang doesn't have to worry too much." Zhao Qingrui thought about it.

Hoarding food, this is also Yingzheng's idea, hoarding more, and then he can conquer the Xiongnu Yue clan.

"I came to you today to discuss how much money and food each Qiantou should give, and how to arrange for conscription." Zhao Qingrui took a fancy to a few people, she just wanted to come up with an idea, and the detailed plan had to be done by these professionals.

"There are at least three million conscripts required every year, and excluding those prisoners of war and criminals who are not considered for the time being, there are more than one million conscripts drawn from the Guishou, so many people, calculated by one person and one bucket of corn, the grain collected by Daqin can also withstand consumption." Li Si calculated in his heart.

During the Qin and Han dynasties, 1 douhe weighed 2.7 catties, and Zhao Qingrui's face was also a little bad.

"A bucket of rice is too little." Zhao Qingrui frowned.

"Settle in silver, and I'm afraid that the price of grain in the market will rise again." Meng Yi said sadly.

"How much money is settled?" How about a hundred and a half taels? Zhao Qingrui looked at Li Si.

"One hundred is too much, at most thirty Qin and half taels, and when the time comes, in the name of the imperial court, merchants will not be allowed to increase the price of grain." Li Si shook his head, you must know that the price of grain in Great Qin is not high, a bucket of rice only costs three Qin and a half taels, and thirty Qin and a half taels is enough to buy some grain.

Zhao Qingrui pursed her lips, she knew that what Li Si said was right, but she was still a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Daqin's money is expensive, and she doesn't feel anything in Xianyang, but she can feel it when she is in Jingshui Pavilion.

When you have money in the future, the price of the newspaper will have to be reduced, and you can buy a bucket of rice for a newspaper.

If you don't know that firewood and rice are expensive, you have to find a way to improve the economy of Daqin, and money is money when it flows.

She has the heart to do something for Qianshou, but she has the heart to be powerless.

(End of chapter)