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

boom!

Meng Yi patted the table angrily, and paced back and forth in the study with a gloomy face.

"If you don't want to find a way to deal with him, this fellow is about to fly to the sky!"

"Brother doesn't know the situation in Xianyang, nor has he seen how arrogant and domineering Chen Qing is, otherwise he would never have made such a decision."

He gritted his teeth, turned around and sat in front of the desk, writing hard.

The two brothers Meng Tian and Meng Yi, one civil and one military, are in charge of military power and state affairs. They are well-known honorable families in the Great Qin Dynasty.

Because Meng Tian stays in the north all the year round, Meng Yi has always had the final say on the big and small matters of the Meng family.

He is a civil servant, wise and scheming, calm and sophisticated, and outsiders think that the head of the Meng family is Meng Yi.

Few people know that Meng Tian is smarter than his younger brother and has a far-reaching vision.

If he didn't speak, Meng Yi would never dare to make a claim.

"Homeowner."

"When I was eating just now, the servants found a carrier pigeon in the dovecote, with a secret letter tied to its foot."

The butler reported from outside the door.

"bring here."

Meng Yi didn't raise his head, he was busy writing to his elder brother to accuse Chen Qing of his evil deeds.

The butler came in lightly, handed up the wax-sealed bamboo tube, and then retreated consciously.

After Meng Yi finished writing the letter and dried the ink on it, he ordered the waiter to send it to the Northland.

"Ugh……"

He sighed, and suddenly found something extra on the case.

"Almost forgot."

Meng Yi picked it up casually, checked the wax seal, and pulled out the paper roll inside.

"The lord of Shache was put to death, and Daqin came to another kingdom."

After Meng Yi was stunned for a long time, an uncontrollable ecstasy appeared on his face.

"it is good!"

"My dear nephew!"

"There are successors to the Meng family!"

"Come on, prepare the car."

"I want to enter the palace to repay the victory!"

Chapter 187 Your Highness, Almost Got It

In Xianyang Palace, the study room is brightly lit.

Fusu knelt behind the case, and explained the ideas in his mind to the main points recorded in the memorial.

"Although the construction cost of the railway is extremely high, the carrying capacity is many times stronger than that of ordinary roads."

"It would not be too troublesome to maintain on weekdays, saving labor and time."

"I feel that if the cement and steel workshops are used well, we can try it out on a small scale around Xianyang."

"Regardless of other places, at least the warehouses everywhere are in great need of it."

"The Xianyang warehouse imports and exports tens of thousands of catties of grain and fodder every day, and the nearby roads are frequently damaged, and I don't know how many times they have been rebuilt."

Halfway through the speech, he raised his head nervously: "Father, is my son's idea feasible?"

According to Xiang Lixi's estimate, a mile of railway would require [-] catties of iron alone!

In addition to the cost of civil engineering and timber, the cost is so high that even he, as the prince of the dynasty, is secretly speechless.

The cost of materials involved in this proposal is already an astronomical figure, which cannot be borne by the Royal Treasury independently.

For such an important matter, it is natural to discuss it with the first emperor.

"Fusu."

"The widow has given you permission to open a mansion and build a government office, so you can make up your own mind."

Ying Zheng sat across from him, looking at him calmly.

"My son... I know."

Fusu nodded in greeting.

"Are you worried that the construction of the railway will waste people's money?"

Ying Zheng showed a complicated smile.

How could he not know what his son was thinking?

"My son... has concerns about this."

"Currently the price of iron is high. According to Mr. Chen's calculation, after the steel plant is in operation, the price of iron will inevitably drop sharply."

"When we start work at that time, the cost will inevitably be reduced countless times."

Fusu answered honestly.

"What about after the cost is reduced?"

Ying Zheng continued to question.

Fu Su thought for a moment: "We should take the imperial court's financial resources into consideration and extend the railway to various mines, docks, and important military locations."

The First Emperor slowly shook his head.

"Come and see."

He walked up to Daqin Yutu, which occupied the entire wall.

Fusu didn't know what it meant, and stood aside respectfully.

"If the price of iron is as Chen Qing said, it will be as cheap as wild vegetables."

"When Xianyang is the center..."

Ying Zheng pointed to the location of Xianyang on the map, and then moved his finger towards Jiuyuan County in the north.

"Change the straight road to a railway, no, it should be two parallel roads!"

"The elite soldiers of the Great Qin Dynasty will arrive at night, and there will be no more worries in the north."

"Go down to the land of South Vietnam, use the railway to transport the luggage, and garrison the army to suppress disobedience."

"The old places of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, and Qi should also be connected by railways."

In Yingzheng's mind, he envisioned a series of railways starting from Xianyang, enveloping the entire country like a large net, and the ambition in his heart skyrocketed uncontrollably.

"This is the root of the Great Qin's immortality."

"Why do you care about a little money?"

Fu Su was speechless in a daze.

He couldn't even dream of such a grand plan.

It is more than 3000 miles from Xianyang to Nanyue alone. Even if there is no bend in the road, 5000 million catties of iron will be consumed!

Just now, the father swiped his hand, how many railways are there?

One billion catties of iron is not enough!

Even if all the mines in the world are exhausted, can such a dream be realized?

"Fusu, I have ordered you to represent the world's industrial and commercial affairs."

Ying Zheng came over and patted him on the shoulder: "But are you just a minister of fortifications?"

"No!"

"You are the widow's son!"

"You must always keep Jiangshan Sheji in your heart!"

"This world will be handed over to you in the future!"

"Do you... remember?"

Fusu felt that the big hand was like a heavy burden, and it hurt his shoulders.

He nodded silently: "I remember it."

At this time, the sound of footsteps came from outside.

"Your Majesty, Meng Shangqing asks to see you."

the waiter said softly.

"Announce him in."

Ying Zheng took a deep look at his son, then returned to the position he had just sat down.

"His Majesty……"

Meng Yi tightly held the bamboo tube in his sleeve, and walked in with a happy face.

Fusu was in a complicated mood, so he simply nodded at him and went back to sit down.

"Did Meng Aiqing come to announce the good news to the widow?"

Seeing his smug look, Ying Zheng teased him.

"Uh……"

Meng Yi stole a sneak peek at Fusu calmly, struggling in his heart.

If it was the past, he wished that Fusu would be there and be able to say something nice for him.

But with the lessons learned from last time, Meng Yi couldn't help making troubles.

"Why does Meng Aiqing falter?"

Ying Zheng's tone was a little unhappy.

"Report to Your Majesty..."

Now that things have happened, Meng Yi can only bite the bullet and go on.

He took out the bamboo tube in his sleeve and respectfully presented the secret letter sent by Meng Gan to the First Emperor.

"The general of the Shache Kingdom, Zhe'ermu Tie, refused to accept Wang Hua, and conspired to rebel and kill the king."

"My nephew Meng Gan led a hundred warriors to the Western Regions, trekking hard for more than a month, and beheaded this beast in one fell swoop!"

"The Shache Kingdom has surrendered to Great Qin. Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Your Majesty!"

After Meng Yi finished speaking in awe-inspiring manner, he bowed deeply.

"what?"

"So fast!"

Ying Zheng showed a look of surprise, and stared at the two lines of small print on the secret letter carefully and read it over and over again.

"The general!"

"Meng Gan led a group of hundreds of people to send an envoy for three thousand miles to destroy a country in the Western Regions by himself. This feat is enough to be passed down for generations!"

"The Meng family has added another fierce general!"

The first emperor was full of praise, which made Meng Yi feel as if he had eaten honey.

There is only Meng Tian in the army now, and he is a little weak.

Meng Gan made such a great contribution, His Majesty will definitely reward him generously.

At that time, in the Great Qin Army, the Meng family will definitely stand out and lead the group!

"Sir, it really is a plan."