Ying Chengxuan helped Ying Zheng onto the soft couch in the side hall of Zhangtai Palace and covered Ying Zheng with a quilt.

"Good night, brother emperor."

The side hall for temporary rest returns to the main hall filled with memorials.

Ying Chengyu was sitting behind the desk, in the seat that originally belonged to the First Emperor.

He picked up the brush with still wet ink and spread out the memorials that Ying Zheng had not yet approved.

[There are traces of rebellion in the Ying capital of Chu, suspected of being after Xiang Yan... There are folk songs from time to time that say that although Chu has three households, if Qin is destroyed, Chu will definitely die. Please make a decision, your majesty.]

"Since when are you still playing folk songs and engaging in a public opinion war between the underground party and the formal government? What do you think?"

Approval:

[Compile a folk song, focusing on the Qin and Chu family members, and pass it down and praise it. Learn the local Chu songs and integrate the Qin style into them. I will see results in March.]

[In the Qi region of Linzi, there are rebels from the Tian family in Jimo who want to restore Qi. There are thousands of them... The Tian family has a huge influence on the Qi region. It is difficult to pass the government order. Please make your decision.]

"If you only grasp the barrel of a gun and not the barrel of a pen, you won't be able to achieve a big deal. If the local Tian family makes this problem bigger, it will be fine if the local owners and old money can't deal with it."

Approval:

[There is no need to go to the rebels, no matter who or what the power is involved, they will all be killed! The people of the old Qin Dynasty do not negotiate terms with others, so this kind of people will not be killed and kept for the New Year? In the case of the Tian family, first let his reputation be ruined and find him to bully men.

The domineering woman's occupation of the land was made public, which aroused the resentment of the people. When the people's resentment was boiling, they sent troops to suppress her, divided her wealth, and gave her land to the local people. If the Qin official dared to take a piece of money, he would be beheaded!]

…

Ying Chengyu read one after another and kept writing. In less than half an hour, he finished approving the remaining memorials of the First Emperor.

Pat~

Throwing the brush on the desk, Ying Chengyu stretched and said to himself: "I haven't done this job for almost twenty years, and I feel a little rusty. Having said that, the emperor is still here, and the world is like this.

Are you ready to rebel?"

Among the memorials that Ying Chengyu approved just now, he saw seven or eight reports of rebellions from various places.

Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Han and other places all have rebels.

Some people became kings of mountains and became thieves, carrying the flag of Zhao generals.

Some dozens of people fled to commit crimes, killing only local Qin people.

Most of them are the followers of local nobles during the day, but at night, as soon as they are covered up, they can send thousands of soldiers and horses to attack the local granary.

Although the local officials of the Qin State knew that these people were the retainers of those nobles, they had no choice but to see that the local nobles were really powerful and had more private troops than the Qin troops who stayed behind, so they could only turn a blind eye. These were not a few.

How powerful are these left-behind nobles?

Give an example.

The Zhang family in South Korea was the Prime Minister of Korea for five generations. Korea is gone, but the Zhang family is still there.

The Zhang family is deeply entrenched in the local power and is a behemoth. Whatever policies the local Qin officials want to introduce, they actually need to communicate them through the Zhang family.

Otherwise, if no one obeys, we can't massacre South Korea, right?

"Tsk, tsk, it's indeed a headache. Fortunately, the emperor is in charge now, so it's not my turn to worry about these things." Ying Chengyu murmured a few words.

Then he picked up the brush again, found a blank bamboo slip, and wrote on it.

He finished writing it quickly, and then fished out a square jade seal from under the desk.

There is no trace of color on the jade seal. It is carved from a piece of extremely beautiful jade. It is the same piece of He's jade that was originally worth fifteen cities.

On the bottom of the jade seal are engraved eight characters - "If you are ordered by heaven, you will live a long and prosperous life."

Ying Chengyu did not hesitate and fastened the jade seal heavily on the bamboo slip.

Fasten the jade seal on the bamboo slip, this is the imperial edict.

Ying Chengyu quickly dried the imperial edict he had written and nodded with satisfaction.

"Isn't it just an edict? Who can't do it? I've been writing this since I was six years old."

Ying Chengwen Shi Shiran had to put the King of Qin's Sword back to its rightful place, tidy up the desk, separate the memorials he had approved from those approved by the First Emperor, and put all the pens, ink, bamboo slips, inkstones, and jade seals on the

their proper place.

Ying Chengyu looked around and felt that there was nothing left to do, so he shouted loudly: "Here comes someone!"

Zhao Gao and Gai Nie entered at the same time.

The two of them saw that Ying Chengyu was the only one in the main hall, and they looked alert and alert at the same time.

Zhao Gao stepped forward and said in a very respectful but ready-to-attack posture: "May I ask Lord Chang'an, Your Majesty..."

"Inside inside!"

Ying Chengyu didn't wait for Zhao Gao to finish asking, he pointed at the side hall and said angrily, looking very impatient.

Zhao Gao didn't even say "promise", and walked into the side hall as lightly as a ghost.

Only when he saw the First Emperor breathing evenly and sleeping soundly on a soft couch, covered with animal skins, did he let out a sigh of relief.

Although he knew that the relationship between the First Emperor and Ying Chengyu was extremely strong, both of them seemed to be indifferent to who was the master of the world.

But knowing people and faces but not hearts, Zhao Gao was not sure whether Ying Chengyu was really as indifferent as he usually behaved.

Because Zhao Gao knows that if a person can pretend to believe even himself, then no one can see his true face.

Zhao Gao walked out of the side hall of the First Emperor, very calmly this time.

He nodded lightly at Ganie, indicating that nothing happened.

Then Gai Nie relaxed and said without hesitation: "It's okay. I thought Lord Chang'an killed your majesty."

Ying Chengxuan: ...I just asked Brother Huang not to go against your true intentions. Why did Brother Huang get you to be like this?

Zhao Gao, who had just relaxed his mind, had his hair standing on end and was so nervous that he almost knelt on the ground.

He turned his head and glanced at the side hall, where he heard the even breathing of the First Emperor and glared at Gai Nie.

How dare you, the god of plague, say such things?

Gai Nie looked back coldly.

Isn’t that what you, the licking dog, think in your heart?

Ying Chengyu looked at the two people who could communicate with each other without using words and only with their eyes. They had a perfect understanding of each other.

After a moment of silence, he asked tentatively: "Together?"

Gai Nie looked away: "I'm not as good as Long Yang."

Zhao Gao clenched his fists. He was an emasculated person and he was very sensitive to this kind of thing. These three words that Ying Chengyu said were a bit insulting to him...

Ying Chengyu laughed, walked to Zhao Gao, patted Zhao Gao's shoulder with one hand and said, "Why are you angry? I made a mistake, and I apologize to you. Then, I'll give you this good job."

Ying Chengyu handed an open bamboo slip to Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao first said respectfully: "I don't dare."

Then he took the bamboo slip with both hands and took a closer look.

[I have learned from the painful experience that all of you have made great contributions to the Qin Dynasty. It is not enough to show your achievements without enfeoffing the land. However, the system of prefectures and counties cannot be abandoned as it is a system for eternity. I have decided to run the two systems in parallel. Guanzhong, Zhao, Han and other places will be governed as prefectures.

Counties, Qi, Yan, Chu and other places were divided into feudal states. The title of Qin was not hereditary, but was reduced to three sons, and the same was true for the fiefdoms. To avoid the possibility of the princes fighting, fighting for the fiefdoms, competing for the title, and the possibility of chaos in the fiefdoms of the princes.

】

"So, it's a good job, isn't it? Don't you, gentlemen, be so beautiful that your noses are bubbling? You go and read it out, if there is any benefit, then continue. The emperor's brother will put all the blame on me." Ying Chengyu said with a smile.

Zhao Gao looked at the eight big characters "Ordered by Heaven, and live forever" on the button, and felt a little scared...

To be honest, reading out this kind of imperial edict is definitely a beautiful job.

While the officials were happy, they would certainly not be stingy with money or things to give to the readers to please them.

But all the prerequisites must be based on the fact that this imperial edict is true...

Zhao Gao was tense and prepared to use force at any time, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Chang'an, Gao has been with your Majesty for many years. The writing on this is not written by your Majesty."
Chapter completed!