Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

She looked back, and the wind and snow were rushing in through the cracks in the window, blowing the flames and flickering non-stop.

"Chen Lang, when are you coming?"

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Xianyang Palace.

In the quiet study room, the First Emperor carefully looked at a bound booklet.

After the successful development of papermaking technology, Emperor Shihuang immediately used it in the court office.

At present, it is only circulated in Xianyang City, and it will be promoted nationwide after the output is further increased.

Black Ice Station is the highest-level spy agency in Daqin, and it was the first department to use paper.

Zhao Chong's face was sallow, and he stood aside and bowed to wait for instructions.

"Chen Qing can always cause trouble."

"However, suppressing the rich merchants in Bashu is extremely well done."

"Fusu has him to assist, so the widow can rest assured."

Ying Zheng flipped through the first few pages and praised with a smile.

Zhao Chong hung his head, feeling very uncomfortable.

He was almost killed by Chen Qing's bombing, and he was never punished by Emperor Shihuang.

It really kills people with anger!

"Um?!"

Ying Zheng continued to scroll down, his face gradually turned cold, and then he soon became relieved.

"Wang Jian's granddaughter should be taken care of."

"It's unlucky for her to meet Chen Qing."

"After all, Fusu is still kind-hearted and soft-hearted. How can he let his relatives mess around? It will damage the majesty of the royal family."

He shook his head dissatisfied and continued to scroll down.

Chen Qing has always been good at causing trouble, and sometimes Ying Zheng finds it strange.

When watching the secret performance of Heibingtai, it makes people laugh and cry from time to time.

But after reading the following report, Ying Zheng's face suddenly collapsed.

"Zhao Chong!"

"Is it true that Chen Qing had a private meeting with Xiangli Xi's daughter?"

"Why did you put it last!"

The first emperor slapped the desk and asked angrily.

"Report to Your Majesty."

Zhao Chong immediately bowed and said: "The villain bound the secret play into a book according to the urgency of the matter. The wealthy merchants in Shu intend to cause chaos. This is a state matter, so it is placed at the forefront. Wang Zhiyin is the daughter of Marquis Wu, and she is the same as the Crown Prince. In-laws, so put it in the middle."

"Xiangli Xi's daughter does not have a title, and the two meet privately. If there is a filthy sage, the villain will be put at the end."

Ying Zheng snorted angrily, "Pretending to be smart!"

"Immediately declare Chen Qing to enter the palace!"

He was filled with righteous indignation, and a strong murderous intent emerged.

Chen Qingdang is not such a confused person.

Although it was not stated explicitly, both parties were well aware of the gift of marriage.

Before marrying the royal family, did he still dare to flirt outside?

Where to put Shiman!

Zhao Chong hurried out of the imperial study room with a gloating smile on his face.

Chen Qing, Chen Qing, Your Majesty is full of murderous intent, can you still dodge it so easily?

I'm afraid that if you don't die this time, your skin will be peeled off!

Chapter 146

In the greenhouse of Yichun Palace.

Several waiters were busy back and forth, chopping wood to light the fire.

The black coal was piled up layer by layer, forming a pyramid-shaped hill.

Not long after, the flames shone amidst the choking smoke.

The maid tilted her head and quickly fanned the air with a cattail fan.

It took about a quarter of an hour before the hill of coal piled up was finally ignited.

The interlayer of the wall is designed in the shape of a wine bottle, in which the hot smoke swirls and is then slowly discharged from the chimney.

Chen Qing and Fu Su sat outside drinking to warm up. After smelling the smell of soot, they smiled and said, "The fireplace is probably ready."

"Let's go and see."

Fusu showed an expectant look, got up and walked to the greenhouse.

"Your Highness."

The waiter bowed to salute, his hands were pitch-black, and a lot of soot dust was rubbed on his face.

"The fire is majestic and full of heat."

"Coal is indeed much better than firewood."

"It's just a little smoke."

Fusu could feel the scorching heat from a long distance away, and when he got a little closer, his legs were scorched and aching.

"Sir, after the first snow, it will get colder and colder."

"When will coal be distributed to the poor people in Xianyang?"

Chen Qing stretched out his hand, and moved closer to warm his whole body, "Within three days."

"The coal mines in Baligou are extremely difficult to mine."

"Just peel off the top layer of soil, and it's all coal underneath."

"I just heard from His Highness that more than 3000 people have already been recruited to mine, and there is an endless stream of people going there every day."

"If they are released in batches, there must be time."

Fusu said with deep emotion: "This is still Xianyang, and the people are still far from enough to have enough food and clothing. I really don't know when the grand scene that Mr. said will come true."

There are two meals a day, no cover, no wages.

The only consolation is the certificate of exchanging wheat and millet for flour.

In this way, the surrounding people still flocked to it, and thousands of people reported for duty in just a few days.

Some women and children who have no strong labor in the family sent their seven or eight-year-old child crying, begging the registration official to accept him.

When Fusu saw such a scene, he felt extremely uncomfortable, and blamed himself for a long time.

"Your Highness, don't worry."

"In just one year, things will be very different."

"I don't dare to boast about other things, but it's not difficult to feed everyone."

When Chen Qing was speaking, he heard heavy footsteps coming from behind.

"Old Zhao?"

After not seeing each other for many days, Chen Qing still misses him a little bit.

"See His Royal Highness."

Zhao Chong looked solemn, bowed and bowed: "Your Majesty declares Chen Shaofu to enter the palace for an audience."

"Oh, Commander Zhao, do you know what's going on?"

Fusu asked with concern.

"The little guy doesn't know."

Zhao Chong bowed his head and said.

Fusu glanced at the sky, and said worriedly: "Sir, I will go with you."

According to his experience, when the first emperor called Chen Qing into the palace after nightfall, it was probably not a good thing.

At any rate, when the father was furious and unable to calm down, he could still speak a few words of persuasion by the side.

"Why bother Your Highness, I will return as soon as I go."

Chen Qing thought about it, recently he was really honest and dedicated to making a fortune, and he didn't provoke anyone.

The First Emperor shouldn't embarrass himself, right?

"Your Highness, remember to leave a gap in the windows, and be careful of soot poisoning."

Chen Qing gave an order, and followed Zhao Chong to leave quickly.

Along the way, Zhao Chong kept a straight face like a clay puppet.

No matter how Chen Qing insinuated, the other party didn't say a word, and hated him so much.

"Your Majesty, Chen Qing brought it here."

"Weichen see Your Majesty."

As soon as Chen Qing entered the imperial study, he sensed something was wrong.

There seemed to be an oppressive atmosphere in the air, which made people feel tight in their chests.

Ying Zheng's eyes were cold, he stared at him deeply, and did not speak.

"Chen Qing, how old are you?"

After a long time, a faint voice came.

"Return to Your Majesty, when I came to Daqin, I was just as weak as the crown."

"If you count this year, there should be three out of twenty."

Chen Qing's heart sank, and he finally knew why Emperor Shi Huang called him here.

"Have you ever been married?"

Seeing that he was still on the right track, Ying Zheng turned pale.

"Never."

Chen Qing took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and said, "But I already have someone in mind."

Ying Zheng's face immediately collapsed.

"Is your ideal person the daughter of Xiangli Xi?"

"Yes."

Chen Qing nodded slowly.

"Is there any acceptance?"

In the etiquette of the pre-Qin period, accepting marriage was the first step in marriage, that is, proposing marriage.

The folks usually send a matchmaker to bring live geese to the door and explain their intentions.If the woman's family thinks it is feasible, they will invite a matchmaker to come in to discuss and prepare meals for entertainment.

If both parties agree, the woman's family will return the goose when the matchmaker leaves.

"It's not too late, and I planned to do it for two days."

Chen Qing regretted it.

He has no relatives and reasons in Daqin, and it is not easy to find a suitable matchmaker, so it has been delayed for a long time.