Ji Cheng fell into confusion again......

Brother Ji Si replaced himself in the top battle, and Ji Cheng only learned about it recently.

As a beneficiary, he has no right to blame anyone, but he has also truly lost his brother who has always protected him.

Ji Cheng wanted to call his big brother again.

But...... How should he deal with the indebtedness? He didn't know what he was supposed to do, he just hoped that his brother, brother, would remember his brother.

Remember, this home!

Ji Cheng's depressed mind could not affect the excitement of the civil and military officials present.

Under the leadership of Wang Xuan, the right minister, the hundred officials skillfully began to sacrifice heaven and earth.

Well...... Why are you so skilled?

The hundred officials began to harvest the grain with some numbness in the happiness, and when they encountered this auspiciousness before, the sense of ritual must be full.

As for now, the officials just want to skip the cumbersome ceremony and look at the output directly.

It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just that I'm already happy and a little numb.

The music sounded, and the civil and military officials kowtowed again.

Compared with before, this kowtow is obviously not so sincere, and the officials are not crying because of happiness.

Under the orders of Wang Juan, the soldiers stepped into the fields to harvest.

In the hot ploughing field, there were hundreds of officials, and Ji Cheng looked at the field with some expectation.

Hey, these things were grown by my brother.

Although they haven't recognized each other yet, Ji Cheng is also honored!

This is his brother!

After a long wait, the grain was finally harvested.

Baiguan lost his patience and couldn't wait to inquire about the yield per mu.

The results are expected and still exciting.

Yellow rice, four stones and six buckets per mu!

Rice, six stones and four buckets per mu.

Soybeans, four stones and seven buckets per mu.

There is also a bumper harvest of hemp, but the increase in the yield of this thing does not seem to be very large.

In general, in addition to the hemp used for weaving, the production of yellow rice, rice, and soybeans has more than doubled.

Of course, what is calculated now is the output of unshelled, and after shelling, there should be a certain amount of output fluctuating, but the head of Qianshou in this era is not qualified to eat fine rice, and it is not wrong to calculate the output without shelling.

"Harvest! Great harvest! ”

The civil and military officials kowtowed to the mountains and rivers again.

Zhao Si is gone, otherwise he would have to kneel here honestly and kowtow like pounding garlic now.

"Strange to say...... When I heard about the production, it was clear that it had doubled, and I didn't even think it was very special. An official said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, there were thousands of catties of fairy grain per mu of sweet potatoes and corn before, and the front millet has been harvested, this year, there is no less worship of heaven and earth, and there is wheat in the back, at that time, Zhang Yushi may only feel that the etiquette is cumbersome......"

The officials talked to each other with smiles on their faces.

The harvest is always the most soothing, and everyone has the joy of the harvest on their faces, but they are not as fuss as before, they smile and communicate their changes in mentality, quite a Versailles feeling.

"The harvest is too much, and the officials don't know how to be happy!" Feng Zai smiled and looked at Wang Juan and quipped.

"Haha...... If you see a lot, one day, when you see this kind of output, it is just ordinary! Wang Juan stroked his gray beard, with a little sigh in his eyes.

"Not only that, but if the yield is only three or four stones, people will feel that this year's harvest is not enough......

Albeit...... The happy ones are already a little numb, but it is undeniable that in this field, it is the future of Daqin that is planted.

……

On the other side, Dongjun, where the First Emperor stayed.

Li Sizai is still strictly scrutinizing the officials in the East County.

Weak is to bury your head and grab people coolly.

Dun Weak's ability is trustworthy, otherwise the First Emperor would not have entrusted such a heavy task to Tun Weak.

However, this time it is too broad and deep, and it is not just a matter of assassinating the king.

I don't know if I don't check, and I'm shocked when I check it.

It's okay for Dongjun to keep Qianmo, he's not bad, he's just plain stupid.

Of course, because of his stupidity, he was also completely crucified, and there was no possibility of recovery.

The magistrate of a county does not act and does not exercise his own rights, but this power does not disappear, but is scattered and transferred to the hands of others.

Officials and local aristocrats colluded with each other......

The problem of Dongjun is too big, so big that most of the currency traded by the people is still Wei copper coins, or even barter.

As for Qin money, it was hoarded by the nobles.

There is no way, Qin Qian is worth it and keeps it.

Not to mention land annexation, Daqin's current land policy is private ownership, a land policy of one man and one hundred acres.

That is, a household of 100 acres of land, of course, this 100 acres is not a fixed number, but an approximate average value, depending on the fertile land and up and down, but when Li Si checked the land situation, he found that this average value has dropped to more than 60 acres......

How long has it been since Dongjun was incorporated into the rule of Great Qin and implemented the land policy of one husband and one hundred acres?

In the entire East County, from top to bottom, few officials are probably clean.

Li Si immediately ordered the sealing of the account books of various places under the jurisdiction of Dongjun, and at the same time urgently began to transfer officials from Guanzhong.

And if you are weak, you will rattle and arrest people.

It doesn't matter if you're a fellow assassin or a corrupt rule of law, you don't mind arresting a few more people.

As a result, in just a few days, nine officials and more than 100 officials were dismissed from their posts on the spot, and prisons in various parts of Dongjun were overflowing.

After all, it was the First Emperor who endorsed it in the back, and there were hundreds of accompanying officials behind him to maintain the operation of the Dongjun government, so he didn't have to worry about arresting too many people and causing administrative paralysis.

So he made a decision to urgently recruit people to build a prison.

If you are a local official, you may also have to worry about the risk of causing administrative paralysis due to public outrage.

Dun is a central official, and the first emperor is still sitting here.

Not to mention the administrative paralysis, even if the eastern county is reversed, it can be suppressed instantly.

There will be no shortage of generals who can lead the army among the civil and military officials accompanying the First Emperor.

"It's a pity that there aren't many big fish ......," Li Si frowned.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as Zhao Si expected, the real nobles would not break the law and discipline, they would only use the law.

This is the most terrifying thing about the great nobles, they strictly abide by the laws of Qin and do not leave the slightest handle, but they are real moths.

This time, there were ups and downs in Dongjun, but there were a few of them, and they didn't cause any dust.

"Chen family, ......"

Li Si silently wrote the four big characters of the Chen family in Dongjun on the relocation order.

It doesn't matter, you can't copy the house by hand, so let's move happily with the relocation order in the future.

Dongjun doesn't need such a rich and prestigious nobleman, and the world doesn't need it.

Li Si kept a small notebook while copying his home, while Zhao Si, the loyal driver of the First Emperor, was still lying on the bed.

In fact, more than ten days have passed, and Zhao Si's waist is no longer so painful.

However, as the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, and because of Xia Wuhe's advice, Zhao Si can only continue to lie on the bed bored.

Li Si came over a few times, but most of the time he took the time to come over to laugh at Zhao Si, and then Zhao Si simply chose to close the door and disappear.

Other officials also visited several times, but Zhao Si refused one by one.

Fortunately, his little friend Wang Li was bored because he was dismissed, so he came over to gossip with Zhao Si about what happened recently, so that Zhao Si could not be so boring.

As for the First Emperor...... Didn't come once.

However, Zhao Si's ward and the place where the First Emperor slept were separated by a wall.

Dongjun ...... There is no palace, and the first emperor's drive is a temporary choice to stay for a long time, and it is impossible to build one now, so he can only requisition government buildings for driving and resettlement.

At this time, the distinction between inside and outside is not so clear.

Zhao Si's ward was a separate courtyard, but his bedroom and the place where the First Emperor rested and worked were actually separated by a wall back to back.

This is fine, at least it will not affect Zhao Si when he is lying on the bed and cannot move, and continue to use the jade aura to help the First Emperor stabilize his physical condition.

"Although it is said that it will take a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, but there is a jade halo, it is estimated that it will take another three or five days, and it should not have much impact." Zhao Si lay on the bed and crossed his fingers to roughly estimate the time.

"If it's good enough, it should be able to catch up with the time to see the excitement of East County."

According to Wang Li's dictation, it is not enough to arrest people and jail them now, and they have not yet been liquidated.

But it's almost caught recently, and it is estimated that it won't be long before it is completely liquidated, and when the time comes, I'm afraid it will be a river of blood in the real sense!

Zhao Si estimated that he should not miss such a wonderful scene.

"I really think the First Emperor has no temper." Zhao Si raised his eyebrows.

The ancestral dragon died this year......

"Hmm...... Anyway, Xu Fu's head was sent back, objectively speaking, Zulong may really be dead this year, but it is just Fusang's Zulong. ”

Zhao Si was bored to think that he was indeed very bored, and anyone lying on his stomach in bed every day would inevitably be bored, especially in this era when there was no mobile phone and no TV.

Even if there is a pleasing maid on the side, there is no way, Zhao Si hurt his waist.

Even he had to suppress his mind as much as possible, now he was a silver-like pewter gun head, unable to move, angry, and it was not easy to press the gun in the case of a back injury.

In this case, Zhao Si can only think boringly and divergently.

Even, the globe he gave the first emperor was made early.

Because he carved wood when he was idle, Zhao Si was good at handicraft, and now he was bored, in addition to the globe, Zhao Si was also ready to carve a few airplane cannons for the first emperor by the way.

Pure as your own bad taste.

At present, at the head of Zhao Si's bed, there is a completed globe, a half-finished aircraft, and a half-finished tank.

"It's been more than ten days, and I haven't seen any of Your Majesty...... Sure enough, when it was still useful, he served the king in front of him, and he didn't care about it when he hurt his waist. Zhao Si teased privately.

That's not all there is to say yet!

Suddenly, I heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

Then I heard the sound of saluting.

"See Your Majesty!"

Needless to say, the First Emperor is here!

(End of chapter)