"By the way, do you know a boy named Ji Si? You should be as old as you. There is an eldest father Ji Chang and a brother Ji Cheng in the family. Wang Jian gathered his thoughts and asked.

It's useless to think about it, Zhao Si is just not famous now, and when he comes out of Lantian and becomes a Lang official, it is fragrant and sweet in the marriage market.

Zhao Si thought about it seriously and shook his head.

"There shouldn't be, I remember most of the names of the boys, there shouldn't be this person."

Because of the aura of Puyu, Zhao Si has a pretty good memory, basically the nine hundred crew members who returned from the ship with him, Zhao Si remembers the name and appearance, Zhao Si is basically sure that this boy with the same name as himself did not return to Qin with him.

"There are also many children who are stranded in Fusang, and time has passed so long, I don't remember it so clearly." Zhao Si added.

Wang Jian nodded, and didn't say anything more, he had done his best to entrust the old pawn under his command, and he couldn't force it if there was no result.

After chatting, the next step is the singing and dancing show.

Wine, feast, singing and dancing, a feast, the guests enjoyed themselves, until twilight fell, and King Zhao Si drove away with the two.

Wang Jian leaned on the recliner, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Master, do you want to go back and rest?" Wang Xing spoke softly on the side.

"Let's go around......" Wang Jian sat in a wheelchair with Wang Xing's support.

Wang Xing pushed Wang Qian, and when he met the threshold, he helped him to pass, the Wang family has its own garden and flowing water, and a master and a servant travel in the twilight.

"This kid is good." Wang Xing spoke softly.

"It's good, but it's a pity that the Wang family doesn't have a daughter of the right age." Wang Jian smiled and said.

"The master can follow a woman from the side." Wang Xing opened his mouth to make a suggestion.

The lineage is naturally Wang Jian and Wang Ben.

The side line is gone to the sea, and the Wang family has just reached the peak in the hands of Wang Qian, and it was also flourishing before that.

"It's a good idea, but it's not in a hurry." Wang Jian smiled and shook his head.

If you want your grandchildren to have a friend who will help you in the future, you can't use power to oppress others.

Zhao Si has a great future, Jane is in the emperor's heart, in fact, he doesn't need the help of the Wang family, of course, the Wang family also doesn't want Zhao Si to do anything.

Accompanied by Wang Xing, he walked around the house a few times, and then walked in the house.

Even Wang Jian himself didn't notice that his legs and feet were not so stiff, and the pain had been greatly reduced, but he felt comfortable physically and mentally, in a good mood, lying on the bed, he should have tossed and turned in pain in the past, but today he fell asleep after a moment.

In the palace, the industrious First Emperor is still dealing with government affairs.

Under the light, the folds piled up on the desk were almost as tall as the First Emperor who knelt down.

In recent days, there has been a visible increase in the number of twists and turns in various places, and the more obvious thing is that the number of mountain bandits and bandits in various places has multiplied.

This is nothing new, it used to be a traditional performing arts in the Guanzhong region.

Qin's laws are strict, it is difficult for the people, and if you are not careful, you will be reduced to a gangster.

The law of joint sitting, the law of performance, the humiliation of the people, the fatigue of the people, the division of twenty levels of titles, and the privileges of all levels of titles are essentially the common people who are forced by all means to have nowhere to go except to serve the death and pursue military exploits.

The Qin people are good at fighting and brave in public fighting, and the essential reason is that if there is no military merit, it is too unstable to be a yeoman farmer.

Either up or down, there is too much oppression on the yeoman farmer without a title.

Not everyone is willing to become a gangster, and it is not uncommon to take a family to the mountains to become a bandit in Guanzhong, and Shang Ying's change is a fierce medicine, although Daqin has risen because of this, but the disease has also grown.

The law of Shangjun is the strictest, because it is necessary to make the fastest effect.

In the past dynasties, the Qin monarchs, while maintaining the basic plate of the Shang monarch law, have relaxed and tightened, because the needs are different. If there is more war, it will be tight, and if there is less war, it will be loose.

The First Emperor understood all this, so he had loosened a large part of the restraints.

The dispute between Confucianism and Confucianism is essentially a dispute between hundreds of schools of thought and Legalism, and everyone is clear about the hidden dangers of the Shang Dynasty Law, so they naturally grab here and beat the water dogs.

Li Si was able to win the battle with a weak force, and it was impossible to fight with Shang Junshu in his arms.

In fact, after the unification of the First Emperor, the Qin law has undergone great changes, removing most of the punishments of amputated limbs, and even the scope of sitting law has gradually narrowed, and the forced labor has also changed from the original non-beheading to fines and sentencing depending on the situation.

The old Qin people in Guanzhong are used to it, but there is no habit in the world. With the implementation of the Qin Law, bandits began to breed in various places, and there were many affairs.

It's a very simple question, I'm going to die, and I'm going to affect my family, so I just run away with my family, at least there is a glimmer of life.

What the First Emperor needs to do is to make a decision to tighten or relax the policy through the twists and turns reflected in various places and the actual situation in various places, and through micro-manipulation, the basic plate of the empire will be maintained and will not be separated and collapsed.

"How about the salt drying method?" The First Emperor looked at Meng Yi.

"It's done! Now the salt pan has been opened in Qidi......" Meng Yi said.

"Sending 30,000 subordinates is to levy 50,000 people locally, and within a year, the official salt will be completely replaced." The First Emperor knocked on the desk and spoke softly.

"Also, give these folds to Lis."

The flame brought by the system in Daqin has never been extinguished, but the size of this flame is still under control.

If you add water, the fire will be small, and the fire will not be strong enough. When the water dries up, the fire is about to break out.

War, granting land, awarding knighthood, are all adding water.

Relax taxes, relax cool law, but also add water.

The sharp drop in the price of salt is also due to the addition of water, as is the addition of water to new high-yielding crops.

The conscription of civil servants is to add fuel to the fire.

Of course, the current situation is that fires have started to break out in various places because of the implementation of the Qin Law, and where the fire is extinguished is a stupid way, Li Si, the left prime minister, is now presiding over the revision and implementation of the Qin Law, and he must bear the main responsibility for the increase in bandits in various places.

Of course, everything is still under control at present, and it can even be said that it is insignificant to the First Emperor, after all, every qualified Qin King must be a master of micro-manipulation.

It is far from being out of balance now.

The First Emperor was nothing more than throwing it over to Li Si to see, and let Li Si continue to cultivate the Fa.

The First Emperor had enough means to balance the situation, but there was no need to deal with the aftermath for Li Si.

A large number of folds were taken away by the attendants, and most of the case of the First Emperor was cleared in an instant, and many of them were only reviewed by the First Emperor to understand the situation, but not dealt with.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the sky, there was still a small half of the remaining folds on the desk, the first emperor yawned and pondered for a moment, but still poured out a "golden pill".

Swallow a golden pill into your stomach......

The First Emperor's spirit multiplied, and the fatigue visibly subsided.

If you don't take some medicine, you can't do it.

This is probably a common problem for most middle-aged men.

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