Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

"Your Highness, I have saved some of the money I have saved to add to my family's wealth in the past few years. I am willing to donate half of the family property."

After he finished speaking, all the ministers in the court gasped.

Donate half of your property?

You must know that Feng Quji is one of the three princes, and his salary is several times that of ordinary officials, and he donates half of it, so what should these ordinary officials do?

Some officials have already started to complain about Feng Quji, he really made a bad start.

Everyone among them knew that Feng Quji was purely a guilty conscience, otherwise he would not have taken the initiative to take responsibility.

Li Si squinted at Feng Quji, without making a sound of grinding his teeth, and now he put Feng Quji's in his mouth and tore it to pieces.

Meng Yi was also so angry that his eyes were bloodshot, and he thought: "This Feng Quji, you are greedy for ink and let us follow you? You really belong to me."

But why didn't they object? It's also very simple, because both of them knew that Ying Jia wanted to punish corruption.

Which of them is okay?

Ying Jia's move was a fine, but he didn't set a fixed amount. This is good, Feng Quji has raised the standard.

Even Ying Jia didn't expect Feng Quji to be so generous. It seems that he has corrupted a lot. Could it be that what he sees is just the tip of the iceberg?

Originally, he only wanted to deduct their salary of three months each year, but Feng Quji's jump was simply beyond his own understanding.

"Feng Xiang, you are indeed a role model for me in the Great Qin Dynasty. Donate ordinary family wealth. I really want to continue to confer titles on you, but are you in charge of the administration of officials? You also know that your position has reached the peak among the civil servants of the Great Qin Dynasty, unless... "

Ying Jia glanced at Li Si, and Li Si also looked at Ying Jia.

"What do you mean, could it be that I come down and let old thief Feng go up? He is also worthy? If he donates half, then I will also have half."

Li Si came out of the team, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, I am also willing to donate half of my family's wealth!"

Meng Yi went crazy after hearing what Li Si said.

Are these two old men crazy, and they have to compete for donations?

They have all been in this position for decades, and what Qin Shihuang gave them has almost surpassed themselves. They are trying to drive people to death.

Ying Jia said: "Okay, Prime Minister Li is indeed my number one prime minister in the Qin Dynasty. He can only be generous and unmatched by anyone. If I remember correctly, your salary is the highest in the Qin Dynasty. No one else should be able to surpass you." gone."

Ying Jia looked at Feng Quji again, he looked relaxed, it seemed that Feng Quji only wanted to use money to eliminate disasters, and he didn't want to compete for the first chancellor.

On the contrary, Li Si's attitude seemed to be in a rivalry with Feng Quji.

However, it doesn't matter, anyway, Ying Jia's goal has been achieved, and it's their business to bite dogs.

Both of the three men expressed their opinions, but Meng Yi did not express his opinion, and he couldn't justify it.

Meng Yi also came out of the team, cupped his hands and said: "Since the two ministers on the left and right have already donated half of their family wealth, I will naturally follow suit and donate half of my family wealth."

"hiss……"

Except San Gong, all the officials gasped again.

Being an official of Daqin has been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and he even asked for donations, and it was Sangong who took the lead, so who should he reason with?

In the Great Qin Dynasty, the Sangongs often represent the vane, and the courtiers under them will generally second their opinions on whatever they do.

Of course, this time is no exception. After all, the Grand Canal plan proposed by Zheng He is a great cause for the benefit of the Qin Dynasty.

They do not support only a dead end.

These officials originally thought that Qin Shihuang was gone, and Fusu's accession to the throne would definitely make the world quiet, and they could live in peace for a few years. Who knew that another Shihuang II would come.

And this man named Jian Guo who actually controls the court is still a domineering monarch who is more flexible than Qin Shihuang's policy.

When the first emperor was in power, he still listened to the ministers for some things, and even if he didn't listen, he would not play around with the ministers.

The first emperor's policies were relatively straightforward, but the twelve princes in front of him came up to do greater achievements than Qin Shihuang.

He stopped the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor and stopped building the Lishan Palace Complex. Instead, he completely eliminated border troubles. This martial art will also be permanently recorded in the history of Daqin.

In the current court, no one dares not to donate money anymore. If they want to stay in Daqin, they must take out ordinary property.

For the rest, according to their official positions, everyone has stated that they will donate their general family property.

But after arriving at the sheriff, Ying Jia held it down.

He said to the ministers: "Donations are limited to the level of the county guard, and the grassroots do not need to donate."

What's the situation? Didn't it mean that the donation has changed again?

Li Dingtu just stood up and spoke up.

"Your Highness, we are all Daqin officials, why don't you let county-level officials donate money, isn't it fair?"

Ying Jia walked up to him and said, "Li Dingtu, I wanted to let you go just now. Why did you come out again? Didn't I tell you that you have no right to speak if you don't have an investigation? The national survey of this prison is no better than you know is that clear?"

"Li Dingtu, you are in charge of the grain depot in Xianyang. You can put it in your pocket when you go home. Those county magistrates have taken up arms to resist the Huns and the remnants of the six kingdoms. Why do you let you donate money? I am so disappointed Yes, Li Dingtu."

"Jin Yiwei! Come on!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Bing jumped from the top of the hall.

The officials were taken aback.

This person actually stayed on the top of the hall, and the ministers of them didn't notice it at all.

Does that mean he heard everything the ministers said just now?

At this time, the ministers were too frightened to speak.

They knew this Lu Bing, because his clothes were completely different from Da Qin's black color.

It seems that he has traveled through time, Daqin likes to tattoo patterns of birds on his body, but this Lu Bing has flying fish tattooed on his clothes!

And their clothes are all red, which is very eye-catching.

It may be because the places where they appeared were not very peaceful, so these ministers also regarded Ying Jia's Jin Yiwei as living Yamas.

Now that the head of Yan Luo, Lu Bing, has appeared, it means that something big is about to happen.

Ying Jia is such a person. When I give you a good talk, I hope you will be reasonable, and I will also be reasonable. If you are unreasonable and mess around, then don't let me be unreasonable.

"Lu Bing, come on, show your case, and read to this Master Li Dingtu how the people around Xianyang sued him. Our Lord Li Dingtu is so rich!"

Lu Bing looked calm and said, "Obey, master."

"By the way, let's talk about this year's one, let him see the previous one for himself!"

Lu Bing cupped his hands and said, "This year's crimes alone are enough for Ling Chi's execution!"

Chapter 156 Scared to death

As soon as the two spoke, an unknown liquid flowed out of Li Dingtu's crotch.

"Fixed map? Fixed map?"

The officials next to him refused to listen and dragged Li Dingtu.

At this time, Li Ding looked as if he had been cast with a fixing spell, motionless, and his eyes seemed to be staring at Lu Bing blankly, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Before Lu Bing could read a word, Li Dingtu knelt down in front of Ying Jia, and a puddle of green liquid spit out from Li Dingtu's mouth.

"Master Li, he vomited bile!"

As he spoke, Li Dingtu knelt on the ground, and then kept vomiting bile. Then his eyes were blank, and he closed them after a while, and then his body kept shaking.

Ying Jia knew that Li Dingtu must have heard what Lu Bing said about Ling Chi's execution, and was so frightened.

Now Li Dingtu should be dead.

Ying Jia ordered Lu Bing to check Li Dingtu's physical condition.

When Lu Bing walked over, Li Dingtu didn't move at all.

At this moment, a stream of blood flowed from Li Dingtu's mouth.

Lu Bing touched the artery in his neck, then turned to look at Ying Jia, and said, "Master, this man is dead."

"What? Dead!"

Feng Quji, Li Si, and Meng Yi were all shocked.

This is the first time that the court has died since the founding of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Even if Qin Shihuang had killed the rebellious ministers before, he was dragged out and killed.

It was indeed the first time for Daqin to die in court.

At this time, no one looked at Li Dingtu, and now they all turned their heads and could not look at him.

After all, it is unlucky for them to die in court.

He didn't care about Ying Jia, there were basically dynasties after the death of the court, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Besides, Li Dingtu was scared to death by himself, and Ying Jia hasn't convicted him yet.

Moreover, Lu Bing said that Ling Chi's execution was the law before Ying Jia's reform. Since he enacted the new law, even if he took the food from the treasury, it would only come out in a few years at most, and he would not die.

It was just that Lu Bing spoke too slowly and Li Dingtu's mental quality was too poor, which led to this tragedy.

"Oh, it's such a pity, I didn't let Mr. Li die for the country. Mr. Li is my great Qin official. If you dare to speak out, the historian must record it truthfully, but he is greedy for ink, and his crime is not worthy of death. How about it, you just remember Died in office, and died exhaustingly for me, Daqin."

The historian also looked confused after listening.

He didn't know how to record it. After all, he was really scared to death, and Ying Jia didn't force Li Dingtu to commit suicide.

At this time, Bai He appeared next to the historian and gave the historian a wink.

The historian broke out in a cold sweat, and obediently followed what Ying Jia said.

"Come here, take Li Dingtu's body out, give it to his family, let's bury it, let's tell everyone, he invaded the people's fields before, and was sued, Xianyang county magistrate gave Zhenquan judgment , but this guy refuses to execute.

In the end, he was sued again, and he even beat Farmer Yingjia, and the farmer withdrew the lawsuit under pressure.

After that, he took advantage of his position to take out grain from the grain depot and sell it on the black market.

The property of the family seems to be more than one of the three of us. "

Ying Jia immediately looked at Meng Yi, he knew that Meng Yi had no money, and now Meng Yi was his ally, so he had to move out by himself.

Everyone also knows that the Sangong who has no money is Meng Yi.

After all, compared with the two old prime ministers, Meng Yi is nothing compared to the big witch.

"Originally, I didn't want him to die. According to the new law I introduced, he only needs to go to prison for 8 years. Who knew that Lu Bing wanted to popularize the new law, so he first talked about the previous law, and the result He was scared to death.

what a pity.You talk about you Li Dingtu, but you don't hear what others are saying.

Now that he is dead, leave some to his wife and children, and then confiscate all the property. "

"All confiscated, this Twelfth Prince is too ruthless."

This is Feng Quji's inner monologue at this time, and an idea has formed in his mind at this time...

"Li Dingtu will be imprisoned for 8 years with such a small amount of money. The amount I got is at least several times that of Li Dingtu. So what should I do in the end?"

This is a very difficult question before Feng Quji.

While speaking, Ying Jia walked up to the main hall.

Then he said to all the civil and military ministers: "Listen well, since you have said it, you must do it. I think the canal plan that Zheng He said just now is very feasible. The canal project is expected to be completed within ten years. Of course, the initial money is all adults. Ying Jia once again thanked everyone for the money."

At this time, Ying Jia bowed to everyone.

Feng Quji murmured in a low voice, "Weasels have no good intentions in wishing chickens New Year's greetings."

Li Si heard it, and even whispered back to Feng Quji.

"Feng Xiang, I think it's better for you to be more careful. You can actually split up your bureaucracy now. Wouldn't it be better for Ying Jia Mengyi to do it?"

Feng Quji didn't look at Li Si, but he let out a sigh of relief, and replied, "It's not a bad choice."

That's right, although Feng Quji had no choice but to do this, but now that the waves behind the Yangtze River are pushing the waves ahead, who can protect himself and remain a strong man for the rest of his life?

Feng Quji is like this, isn't Li Si the same?

Fortunately, Feng Quji responded quickly, and he also asked in a downcast tone: "Li Xiang, I think you should also help the younger generation so that Meng Yi can successfully take over our position."

Li Si didn't sigh, but said calmly: "Okay, just give him my position.

To say who will choose the master depends on the younger generations, Feng Xiang, you and I are both dying people, how can we have such arrogance.

It will be a matter of time before the old and the new change, so, Mr. Feng, we have to obey the old. "