Qin Teng and Tu Sui both looked surprised.

Why is it so familiar?!

Isn’t this a good thing that boy Zhuo Cao did?

They knew it was a pit, so they still jumped inside. Not only them, but some county officials also spent money to recharge the cards. Although they lost a little, they didn't take it seriously. After all, the harnesses were all real, let alone the food could be drawn.

Zhuo Cao is a businessman after all, not a charity.

If a merchant doesn’t make money, can he still be a merchant?

"This time, the auspiciousness and auspiciousness have been a great success, and all the officials have made great contributions. I followed the five doctors to serve as a welfare lottery."

“Welfare…Raffles?”

Li Si was so angry that he was itchy, but he could learn it thoroughly. He hated this matter to the core, thinking that Zhuo Cao, a crazy man who tried to escape alcohol tax, should be directly tattooed as Chengdan. Don’t be a businessman, go to Mount Li to dig the imperial tomb!

But what can he do now?

He has been staying in the door these days, just thinking about how to limit the matter. He even thought about writing a letter to advise Qin Shihuang to directly ban such lottery draws. In his opinion, this is actually no different from gambling. The key is that Zhuo Cao also used this to evade alcohol tax, which was simply... not a human being!

Seeing that Qin Shihuang had finished giving the reward, he was about to write a letter to this matter. Unexpectedly, Qin Shihuang turned his head and asked someone to carry the cauldron up, not only could he not help but even imitate the matter.

This... the Prime Minister can't do it anymore!

"There are many notes in the cauldron, all of which have rewards written on it. Gold and beautiful jade, bronze cauldron weapons, or concubines and slaves. All the officials can draw, draw 10,000 yuan once, and draw 10,000 yuan ten times!"

“…”

“…”

“…”

The whole audience was silent in an instant.

Is this called welfare?

Isn't this gambling?

Feng Quji frowned slightly, he probably understood. After Qin Shihuang got the horse harness, he would definitely carry out large-scale installations. He would step up training cavalry and practice combat formations. Not to mention the subsequent launch of troops to attack the Huns in the north, it was also a bottomless pit.

War is about fighting for logistics and national strength, which depends on who has more money and food. In the past, why did Wang Jian dare to confront Xiang Yan for three years? It is because Qin has money and food, and can withstand the consumption of war, but Chu cannot withstand it.

Later, Emperor Wu of Han fought to the death with the Huns. In the early stage, he relied on legendary military generals Wei Qing and Huo Qubing to fight the Huns and ran away with their heads. The reason was that Wen and Jingzhi left him a lot of wealth, so he could withstand the consumption. Later, Emperor Wu of Han still brought the infamy of being a military force, and was defeated because he lost all his family.

Feng Quji could think of it with his toes, and this trick was definitely something Zhuo Cao thought of. To be honest, the emperor is short of money now, and he needs the ministers to consciously pay some protection fees. As an emperor, he doesn't necessarily want money, so where does his old face go?

So, this welfare lottery was obtained.

Draw ten thousand yuan once, draw ten thousand yuan ten times!

Jiuqing's annual annual annual number is only 60,000...

The emperor was unhappy after he was tore up.

They feel so painful when they get too much!

"Why, don't you?"

"Ahem, I'll give you a ten-game first!"

Meng Yi cried and squeezed out a smile. It was all because of Zhuo Cao who killed that day. He was over this time. He stood up and took the lead, and the result would be to be hated by this chauvinist. After all, Meng Yi was beaten, wouldn’t they give face if they didn’t?

"Meng Gong...you!"

Wang Wu spoke subconsciously.

You old man is unrighteous!

If you open your mouth and have ten consecutive draws, what should we do?

Meng Yi was also helpless, as the saying goes, the gun shot out the bird. This dirty work should be done by Li Si, but when he came back that day, Li Si was not by his side. So he became the target of public criticism. He didn't see many doctors indignation, and Yu Gui in his hand was trembling. He blew his beard and stared at him, hoping to roll up his sleeves and have a real pk with Meng Yi on the spot.

"Meng Qing is a great charity!"

"Meng clan served in Qin for three generations, and Yi Qi served as the Supreme Minister of Qin. He should serve for Qin. It happened that the auspiciousness was very familiar and he also got a horse harness. The emperor thought of me and others, so he used this as a reward. I should try it. If I am lucky, I hope he will not blame me."

"Haha, it's okay!"

Look, Meng Yi is so good at speaking. First, pull out his ancestors. In other words, we are forced to do so. I hope that all the officials of the court can show mercy and do not blame me.

All the mistakes are made, that is Zhuo Cao’s fault!

"Haha, Meng Gong is indeed rich!"

"I can say 90,000 yuan, which makes me envious!"

"How can the Meng family eat Qin Lu for three generations? How can they draw ten times? If they don't draw a hundred times, how can they be worthy of their kindness?"

Bao Bailingzhi's words were clearly a gun and a stick, while Meng Yi ignored it at all. What is his identity and what is Bao Bailingzhi's identity? Even if he is a doctoral dictator in the court, he only has some say. As the noble minister of Qin, he treated Bao Bailingzhi to give him face.

Besides, this matter has nothing to do with him.

Meng Yi took out ten notes casually.

In front of everyone, they opened one by one.

"Three jars of grass wine."

"Two."

"My concubines."

...

"Ten sheets of straw paper."

Opening the last note, Meng Yi's face was almost blackened. Forget about anything else, can ten pieces of straw paper be considered a reward? No matter how dark Zhuocao is, the actual rice wine is given, which is very valuable and can bring back some blood. No wonder Qin State is still black, and Qin Shihuang is not ten times darker than Zhuocao?!

"Meng Qing is lucky."

"I thank you!"

Meng Yi tried his best to smile and bowed.

"So, who is next?"

"I want to have a thirty consecutive draw."

"Li Sang-ho!"

Qin Shihuang nodded.

In terms of wealth, Li Si is much richer than Montessor. Just because Li Si has a high position and is in power, he even earned a lot of birthday gifts last birthday. Two or three hundred thousand is indeed a lot, but compared with his power and status, he is not worth the penny. Moreover, he has many relatives who control the transaction of salt and iron, and it is not too much to say that he makes money every day.

Hearing Li Si's example, the other ministers breathed a little relieved.

Fortunately, Li Si didn't do anything too well!

If they get a hundred consecutive draws, they won’t be able to survive!

As for what he won, Li Si didn't care much. He was simply a waste of time when he was concerned about these gains and losses. Since Qin Shihuang asked them to spit out money, he would definitely not lose money. There were so many notes, most of them were extremely cheap. Even if they were a little more valuable, they could only protect their capital at best.

Such a simple account cannot be defeated.

Feng Quji was the same as him, and he also scored thirty consecutively. The nine-level ministers all scored thirty consecutively. The other officials scored five or six times according to their titles. Some were more miserable, and they slapped with a sad face. Their Sui Yi was not high, and there were old men and small children at home and were very expensive. One shot was ten thousand yuan, which was simply making things difficult for them.

Just draw it and it means it.

Qin Shihuang was quite satisfied. He suddenly felt that Zhuo Cao's plan was very interesting and useful. He had thought about letting the nobles spit out, but he was not embarrassed to speak several times. In the end, most nobles donated some money and food symbolically.

Now, this method is great!

This is a benefit!

If you didn’t get a good thing, it was because you were unlucky!

The Grand Historian Hu Wujing's hands holding the brush were trembling.

He drew 30,000 yuan!

Too much!

30,000 yuan is exchanged for two jars of grass wine, or sweet potato roast!

He has been an official since the time of the ancient kings and has worked diligently over the years. He has made great contributions to promoting the Qin Dynasty's small seal script. He has never been so cowardly. Seeing the minister next to him happy to get a BMW, he wished he could beat him.

This guy just drew it!

Draw BMW!

There is no way, this guy uses his life lottery.

According to Hu Wujing's calculations, the other party will definitely not survive this year.

Since Qin founded the country, there has never been such a ridiculous thing. He must record it in history books. It has been passed down for generations and let future generations know how excessive Zhuo Cao, a treacherous minister, was too much. He was a traitor, bewitched the emperor, harmed loyal and kind, and was greedy for power and wealth... he was not an individual!

So, the anniversary event ended.

gm Qin Shihuang had a lot of food and left happily.

The non-Chief and the seal quarreled and complained.

Meng Yi sneaked past him and thought nothing had happened. Before he could walk far away, he was stopped immediately. Feng Quji stroked his goatee beard and smiled sinisterly, "Mr. Meng is such a good method. In three words, we took tens of millions of dollars in money and food!"
To be continued...