Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

The torches in the room were burning, but even so, the weather was still chillingly cold.

"Cough, cough, cough." There was a coughing sound from the middle of the room, and Li Si, wearing a fur coat, sat leaning over the table and wrote the matter of the administrative soldier's corvee.

He discussed this matter with Gu Nan, and originally planned to pass it on to His Majesty as a new policy this year, to stipulate that each household of young and strong soldiers will serve in the corvee for one month each year, and will be given a salary. If they wish, they can serve a year in the corvee wages.

Military service and corvee service Every young and strong household must serve for one month each year, and they can receive military pay. If they are voluntary, they can serve annual service in various places, and they can have a certain amount of money and food every month.In this way, even in places such as Chu, Yan, and Qi that have not yet been divided, the people can live better.

A gust of cold wind passed through the hall, Li Si put his hand to his mouth and coughed a few times.

He didn't hold the pen in his hand, and fell to the side, and the ink droplets splashed on his robe.

Li Si took a deep breath, frowned and looked outside the door: "Come on."

A guard came in from the door and bowed in front of Li Si: "Prime Minister."

"Let me ask you." Li Si's voice was a little weak, and he reached out to pick up the pen on the table: "Outside, is it still snowing?"

The guard's expression revealed a bit of bitterness, and he nodded: "Prime Minister, I'm still here."

The snow had no intention of stopping at all.

"Really?" Li Si's eyes lowered, he fell on the table and didn't know what he was thinking, and he waved his hands heavily.

"I see, let's go."

"Yes." The guard bowed and retreated.

Only Li Si was left sitting alone in the hall, holding a pen in his hand.

The tip of the pen trembled slightly, but it didn't land on the bamboo slips for a long time.

He put down his pen, raised his head to look outside the hall, and asked who he was facing: "What is the sin of the common people, so that it is so?"

The world has only been set for ten years, but Baiyue has been in chaos for five years

Now that Baiyue is stable, the world is safe, and people's livelihood will be stable in a few years, but it is such a heavy snowfall that has never happened in a century.

He really didn't understand, really didn't understand, in a century of troubled times, how many people died in the world, and the Qin State was able to fix this troubled world with the blood of several generations, but it was so chaotic or disaster, people couldn't live.

He really doesn't understand why people in this world are so guilty, even God is like this.

Li Si's eyes were red and he closed them, but he punched the table and sat there powerlessly.

Is it really so difficult to seek a prosperous age?

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On the pavilion of Qinian Palace, Yingzheng stood with his hands behind his back. From here, he could see the scenery of Xianyang City. If it were usual, the snow scene would be very beautiful.

Yingzheng looked a little tired. There was heavy snow covering the city all over the country, and even the houses had been crushed.Now how to govern has become a big problem.Looking at the white snow falling from the sky, he held on to the railing, his hands sinking into the white snow on the railing.

Behind him sat a child in white, who was sitting at the desk and reading Jane.

He looked worriedly at his father who was standing by the railing, and sneaked up to Ying Zheng's desk, picked up a document spread there, and looked at the contents.

He hoped to help his father relieve his worries, but after he finished reading the contents of the book, he could only sit on the side with a bitter face.

There was a burst of footsteps from the side, and an eunuch walked up with his head down.

Standing beside Ying Zheng and lowering his head, he said, "Your Majesty, Zhong Lang ordered me to see you."

Ying Zheng looked back at the eunuch, paused, nodded and said, "Zhao."

"Yes." The eunuch bowed his head and withdrew, waiting for him to go down should be time for a cup of tea.

A man in a white robe walked up the pavilion.

"Your Majesty." The white robe stood beside Ying Zheng and bowed.

"Mr. Gu, excuse me."

When Gu Nan stood up, Ying Zheng asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Gu?"

"Your Majesty." Gu Nan turned his head slightly, and looked outside the railing: "What are you worried about?"

Ying Zheng turned his head to look at Gu Nan, and nodded: "Yes."

As he said that, he looked at Bai Xue who was about to bury Xianyang: "Sir, tell me, when will the snow stop?"

Gu Nan was silent for a while, she didn't know that this snow disaster came very suddenly, once it snowed, it almost never stopped.

Ying Zheng laughed suddenly and said, "Some people say it's God's fault."

"Sir, are you saying that the widow has made mistakes in his actions and made mistakes in his administration?"

As he spoke, his hands slowly clenched the railing, and the snow made his palms turn red from the cold.

"Your Majesty." Gu Nan lowered his head and said aloud, "I may have a plan to cure the snow."

In the pavilion, Ying Zheng was startled, turned around, and asked carefully after a while: "Sir, have you not lied to me?"

Gu Nan raised his head: "Your Majesty, I don't dare to speak nonsense, but you may give it a try."

"Sir, that's right." Ying Zheng looked at Gu Nan solemnly: "You can try it."

Chapter 234: Stand for it

The white armor was about to leave from the pavilion, and Ying Zheng was still standing on the railing, standing upright, watching the heavy snow, squinting his eyes.

The people of Great Qin should not be subject to this natural disaster.

Fusu in a white shirt stood behind Ying Zhengdi, looked at the leaving figure, hesitated for a moment, and chased after him.

Gu Nan was walking, but suddenly heard a sound of trotting behind her.

Afterwards, it seemed as if someone had grabbed his cloak, and a voice called out panting.

"General."

Turning around, he saw a child standing behind him, holding his robe in his hands.

"Master Fusu?" Gu Nan's voice was a little surprised, she didn't understand why he called her.

Fu Su panted slightly, Gu Nan's footsteps were a little fast, he almost couldn't keep up.

He looked at Gu Nan and asked nervously, "General, can this snow disaster really be cured?"

When Gu Nan and Ying Zheng were discussing this matter, he was sitting on the sidelines preparing for the lesson. Ying Zheng didn't let him go, and he didn't dare to go up to listen, so he only listened vaguely.