Chapter Thirty-Seven: In the Great Qin Township Pavilion, Another Way
"This, Your Majesty, is actually just a house in the other garden on fire."
"The fire was not large, and there were no casualties."
Zhang Han replied quickly.
This made the First Emperor strange, and once again looked beyond the palace walls from a distance.
He even suspected that Zhang Han was telling him a lie.
"How can a house on fire cause such a stir?" The First Emperor was not convinced.
"Your Majesty, in fact, it seems that the reason why there is such a big movement is not caused by the burning of the house, but by the fire oil."
Zhang Han himself did not investigate clearly, and he had no way to investigate:
"According to the fire, if it can't burn, I'm afraid there will be at least more than 500 catties of oil, and there are more than 100 catties of grease among them."
"But the strange thing about the ministers is that the burning place is the study of the Great Law Order!"
The First Emperor, who was originally muttering and depressed, instantly stared at Zhang Han with a bright face:
"Fire oil is not an ordinary thing, except for lamp oil, who would put so much fire oil in their study?"
Zhang Han hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Unless, you want to wipe out something with a fire." ”
"This is just Weichen's speculation, and there is no evidence."
The First Emperor hammered his head with a headache and asked, "Was Guo Huaiyi present the whole time?" ”
Zhang Han quickly said: "Captain Guo, Pang Cheng, Tian Fu, Zhong Liang and Da Lu Ling came out of the study together, and they were carrying an iron box, which was already on fire when they came out. ”
"There's no one to worry about, okay, let's go down." The First Emperor waved his hand.
Zhang Han quickly retreated, and the First Emperor stared at the thick black smoke with dismay.
Just like the first emperor's bad mood at this time.
However.
When the First Emperor was still worried about this matter.
Uninformed.
Worse things are still being made.
Guo Huaiyi, Pang Cheng, Tian Fu, and Zhongliang, the four lieutenants, really let go of their arms this time and are ready to follow Yingcheng to do a big job.
Return to the western camp of the garrison.
"Childe, in fact, if you want to quickly relocate the people along the Soap River, there is not only one way to forcibly drive them away."
Just when Pang Cheng and the three of them went to assemble soldiers and horses, Guo Huaiyi thought about it and then offered advice to Yingcheng.
"Don't tell me to use the government, such a big move, you have to get it to the early dynasty to discuss, issue an edict to Xianyang, and then mobilize, this process is very troublesome."
Yingcheng shook his head decisively, he couldn't think of any other way besides this method, which could move tens of thousands of people openly and reasonably.
Guo Huaiyi also shook his head, and asked tentatively with a little hesitation: "Forgive the last general for being offended, maybe the last general feels wrong." ”
"I don't know why, the last general feels that Gongzi seems to have a strong sense of rejection of the imperial court."
"Just like for the relocation of the people, Gongzi never seems to have considered the convincing power of my Great Qin official government as the people under my Great Qin."
"In particular, as the eldest grandson, Childe doesn't seem to have considered a method that can be done without a single soldier at all!"
"What, how?" Yingcheng stared at Guo Huaiyi suspiciously.
Automatically ignore Guo Huaiyi's stupid doubts.
He didn't know what else he could do, and he didn't need to spend a single soldier at all.
Guo Huaiyi hesitated in his heart, and he didn't know whether he should come up with this idea.
But.
It's not a good idea, but it's certainly much better than Yingcheng ordering the troops to drive the people away.
"Perhaps, it is only necessary for His Royal Highness to summon the mayors, clan elders, and sifu of the nearby villages, in the name of the eldest grandson of the Great Qin, to let all the nearby villagers move out, and inform them of the benefits......
The last general believed that in less than three days the land would be empty. ”
Yingcheng squinted at Guo Huaiyi, and even thought it was funny.
Are you kidding.
With just one word, he can mobilize tens of thousands of people to take the initiative to relocate.
How is this possible.
Think about the relocated households in later generations, and there are still nail households for tens of millions.
What's more, he spoke on the phone.
"Childe doesn't think it's credible, it's better to try it for himself!"
Guo Huaiyi saw Yingcheng's obvious doubts.
But actually.
This also confirmed his doubts once again.
This eldest grandson had no trust in the authority of the Great Qin government.
Moreover, because of his young age, he has not been exposed to many things, and his understanding of Daqin is far from enough!
"So, go try it?" This time, Yingcheng hesitated.
But Yingcheng is not a person who drags mud and water, "Try it!" ”
Seeing that Yingcheng listened to his own suggestions, Guo Huaiyi immediately gave the deputy general an order:
"In the name of the eldest son's mansion, the eldest grandson of the Great Qin, and the Great Law Mansion, I will beat the gong and convene the mayors, clan elders, and husbands of the nearby townships to discuss matters at the Soohe Bridge."
Suddenly.
A group of black-armored guards rode fast horses and galloped towards the countryside near the Soap River Bridge.
And Yingcheng also walked towards the Saohe Bridge.
A moment of effort.
Yingcheng only heard the sound of gongs beating everywhere nearby.
The buzz was heard.
The Saohe Bridge is a pontoon bridge, connected by ropes, and it is either an iron lock or a hemp rope.
Walking on it also makes you feel shaky.
Yingcheng felt that he would have to walk less on this bridge in the future.
Even if you want to go, you have to wait until the chain bridge comes out.
It was so dangerous that he felt that the rope was about to break in a click.
But.
No one cares about Yingcheng's worries.
Yingcheng's focus was quickly shifted.
In the sound of gongs, Yingcheng saw one team after another rolling on dirt roads.
One hundred households and one mile, ten miles and one pavilion, ten pavilions are townships.
There are three elders in the township, there are ranks, and there are three positions.
There is a Shiwu organization under the li, and the party is ten families and one chief, and Wu is the head of the Wu family.
Such township officials can be appointed directly from the local area, and the officials are elected by the people, and they have the rank of merit.
The townsman belongs to the position of a young official, and his monthly salary is 720 yuan.
Under it, there are Zuoshi, Tian Qifu, Cang Qifu, Tingqifu, etc., and they fight for food, which is 600 yuan.
There are also official husbands, county husbands, big husbands, etc.
This is an official position such as a prefectural order, which has great power, and is also called the head of the township, the chief of the pavilion, etc.
The three elders are in charge of education, and they are patrolling and arresting.
However, such official positions, because of the national policy of cultivating the country, most of them are held by people with high prestige in the township and high military merit titles.
Previously, Guo Huaiyi advised him that the first emperor also had worshippers in the countryside, which was not nonsense.
"How can you be a little baby, little baby, you are the eldest grandson of His Majesty the First Emperor."
The one who came to Yingcheng was a one-armed old man, not as thin as firewood, but not much better.
Dressed not much well, coarse cloth clothes.
According to Guo Huaiyi's instructions, Yingcheng introduced himself:
"Well, my name is Yingcheng, the eldest grandson of His Majesty, the eldest son of the eldest son Fusu, and now I am the great law of my Great Qin Dalu Mansion."
"The old gentleman is?"
"Oh, it's the old man who is blind, and he doesn't recognize His Majesty's eldest grandson."
The one-armed old man knelt on the ground with an old Qin voice, raised his head without the slightest fear, and grinned:
"Lao Er is the township owner of the ten miles and eight towns of the Soap River, there are no beads, please see this ...... Your Majesty's grandson. ”
This is Yingcheng's eyes, and he really thought that the one-armed old man in front of him was the township master.
Yingcheng hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man get up and said, "Old man, get up quickly." ”
"No, no, our body is still healthy!" The one-armed township lord said, and before Yingcheng stepped forward, he had already stood up.
"But I said that Your Majesty's grandson, what is the matter with this summoning us in this Saohe Township."
"Even if we can do it, we will do it."
"Your Majesty treats us very well, and he came to see us last year, if Your Majesty's grandson wants to do something, then we must cooperate."
The one-armed townsman said happily.
Sashi who followed behind him, and the villagers also echoed one by one.
"Yes, big official, I'm still breastfeeding the child at home, so I'm busy running here, hurry up."
"It's okay, it's okay, we're not in a hurry, it's nothing to do in this winter, and it's not bad to brag here."
"You are a coward, the big officials are busy, listen to your nonsense here."
"Shut up, listen to what Your Majesty's grandson has to say, and if you make any more noise, let the old man go back."
……
Looking at this scene, it is inevitable to feel compassion, this is a group of simple and honest people of Daqin.
It's also hard to understand.
At a glance, there is almost no complete person in the man.
This made Yingcheng can't help it, and he is sad from the bottom of his heart.
Yellow-black complexion, rough skin, sincere and fiery eyes.
But it is difficult to see from the faces of these people that there is a sense of grief in such a difficult environment.