At the moment, she lives in Xianyang City.

When I received an order from Brother Zheng.

Ba Qing didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

Although, she is a big businessman who is rich enough to rival the country.

But.

The history of China.

The role of businessmen has always been to act as a fat pig for the government to feed.

No matter how awesome any businessman is.

Facing the people in power.

After all, they seem so weak.

This is also why, Lü Buwei thinks that strange goods can live.

Then, the root cause of wanting to squeeze into politics.

Just because, the status of businessmen is really too low.

Today, there are thousands of family wealth.

So what?

As long as the superior one, in a word.

You can, you can deprive it of slackness.

At this moment, when I received the edict from Brother Zheng.

Ba Qing looked so calm.

Because, in the world of Baqing Daqin, there are shops everywhere.

Therefore, the news in Daliang City has been passed to her.

At this moment, Ba Qing is clear about Brother Zheng's purpose of seeing himself.

Inside the Zhangtai Palace.

When Ba Qing arrived.

She first saluted Brother Zheng.

And Win Zheng waved his hand and said.

"Excuse me!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ba Qing immediately said.

Brother Zheng said to Baqing.

"I already know the reason why you're here, you must have known, right?"

"The women do already know, don't hide it from Your Majesty, the women have already sent people to transport grain from Bashu to Kanto in accordance with the instructions of the nineteenth prince, no matter whether there is this salt or not, these are what the women should do!"

"Great goodness!"

When Ying Zheng heard this, he couldn't help but smile, and then praised him.

I have to say that Ba Qing relied on a so-called barbarian in Daqin.

A Ba man.

I was able to get to this point.

Her wisdom is not to be said.

It's like what I just said.

Brother Zheng was extremely happy.

Of course, Brother Zheng will not let him work in vain.

After all, it seems that such an obedient businessman.

If they are completely finished.

After a while, Brother Zheng was really there, and he couldn't find a suitable businessman who could do things for himself, so he only heard Ying Zheng say.

"You do things for the imperial court, I will never disregard your interests, Changsheng, this kid, I have agreed with you, how much grain, how much salt to exchange, these, I will not lose a grain of salt to you!"

"You just need to transport a lot of grain from the Bashu area to Kanto!"

"The people have thanked Your Majesty Longen!"

Ba Qing hurriedly said.

And so.

That's it.

The food problem that plagued the monarchs and ministers of Great Qin.

In this regard, it was completely solved.

A few days later.

Under the city of Daliang.

Looking at this first batch of grain that was transported, Ying Changsheng couldn't help but be a little surprised, he exclaimed in surprise and asked.

"No, it takes at least half a month for this grain to be transported from the Bashu area to this Kanto, how can it be delivered in just seven or eight days?"

In front of him, Ba Ming, the merchant who was in charge of delivering the grain, heard this, and hurriedly explained to Ying Changsheng.

"Nineteen sons, these grains are not transported from the Bashu area!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Ying Changsheng was stunned.

But Ba Ming hurriedly explained to him.

"The nineteenth prince doesn't know, the grain in this world, the imperial court may not have it, but the big families and merchants from all over the world, after all, there are still ah, these grains are all recently transported from the Qilu area from the south......"

"Therefore, it is faster than transporting grain from Bashu, and these grains are purchased from the grain merchants at that time......"

"I see!"

Ying Changsheng suddenly understood.

Immediately, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

The subjective initiative of businessmen is indeed much stronger than that of the imperial court.

For example, the Great Qin court needed grain, but the granaries everywhere were empty, and the only way to transfer grain was from the surplus granaries in the Bashu area.

However, the merchants are different.

They can procure food from the private sector.

Thinking of this, Ying Changsheng smiled dumbly.

He realized that he had made a small mistake.

That is, if you forget about the imperial court, you can also find a way to buy food by yourself!

However, he didn't care about this, he only heard it, and Ying Changsheng sighed.

"Now that there is food, then the drought in Kanto is probably nothing to worry about!"

Well, there is grain.

There is no need to worry anymore, the people will rebel because they don't have enough to eat.

Therefore, at this moment, the mood of winning Changsheng is extremely relaxed.

……

And just when Ying Changsheng was relaxing here.

It is located in the grasslands of the northern part of the country.

After a fiasco.

At this moment, the Huns, after Maudun withdrew to the steppe.

escaped Xiang Yu, who came to attack the Xiongnu royal court, and then, he went east.

Right now, Maudun appeared at the moment, on the territory of another powerful tribe in the grassland.

This powerful clan.

His name is Donghu.

Donghu is quite powerful.

They occupied the Huns, territories of equal size.

Historically, Maudun in order to defeat Donghu.

He even had to give up his beloved white horse and beloved Que to the king of Donghu in order to paralyze the latter, which led to the story of his defeat of the king of Donghu and the unification of the grassland.

"There are only so many people left in the Huns, right?"

Looking at the Mao Dun in front of him, there were only more than 2,000 left, and King Donghu was shocked.

You know, before the Huns.

Although it is not as strong as their Donghu.

But at least, it's also a powerful force in the steppe.

Now, it has declined to the point that there are only more than 2,000 people left, which makes the king of Donghu shocked, and he can't help but feel panic and uneasiness for the strength of the Qin army.

Of course, there was a kind of ridicule in his eyes.

Well, the former opponent has declined to the point where there are only a few thousand people left.

Of course he had to laugh.

It's a pity that the stupid King of Donghu didn't know.

All this is just a trick of Maudun.

The Huns, indeed, experienced a fiasco.

However, this fiasco did not completely end the Huns.

The reason is simple.

The population of the Xiongnu is sitting there.

Maudun had scattered more than half of his men who had fled back to the steppe, and asked them to select warriors from various tribes, and then reorganize the strong army of the Huns.

At the moment, according to Maudun's prediction.

At least, it was possible to organize seventy or eighty thousand cavalry.

But that being said.

But Mao Dun, still with a bitter face, said to King Donghu.

"Yes, the great King of Donghu, our Huns have been plotted by the treacherous Qin people, so that the dead and wounded are exhausted, and only more than two thousand warriors are left to flee back, I am willing to sacrifice my white horse, as well as my favorite Que clan, please take it in!"

As he spoke, behind Mao Dun, a beautiful Hun woman, leading a pure white horse, arrived in front of the king of Donghu.