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

"Even if it is national hatred and family hatred, so many years have passed."

"Besides, why do they implicate innocent people in?"

Fusu's mood was very restless, and there was indignation in his tone.

"I just remembered something."

Chen Qing raised his head and looked at the bright full moon in the sky.

"Where did the harem concubines go after the Great Qin conquered the Six Kingdoms?"

"is not it……"

Fu Su was stunned for a moment: "In—"

After the first emperor swept the six kingdoms, he built a large number of palaces and palaces in the north of Xianyang, imitating the palaces of the six kings.

Every time a country is conquered, the captive royal harem is thrown into it.

In the past, when Ying Zheng had nothing to do, he would go around twice to watch his trophies.

His sense of accomplishment and collection has been greatly satisfied.

The bad thing is that Daqin moved them to Xianyang in order to prevent the old Six Kingdoms from causing chaos in the local area.

Those who can marry into the royal palace must come from prominent backgrounds.

In other words, most of Ying Zheng's collections are daughters, sisters, aunts, and aunts of these people.

If Chen Qing remembered correctly, except for a few of them who had been favored by the first emperor, more than 99.99% of them had never even touched a finger.

But Old Six Kingdoms doesn't think so!

Within the high walls facing each other, their daughters and relatives were trapped there.

The first emperor opened impart every night, and he had to spend more and more to play.

How could this kind of humiliation be tolerated when killing people was nothing more than nodding their heads to the ground!

The old stories of the Six Kingdoms are being turned and turned every day, the hatred is getting deeper and deeper, and the anger is getting hotter and hotter.

"Ugh……"

Chen Qing sighed heavily.

If you go to tell the old people of the Six Kingdoms now: I testify, Your Majesty really did not open impart.He is just like a child showing off his toys, keeping your female relatives there.Can you stop assassinating me and the prince in the future?

Will they listen?

Fusu looked embarrassed, and also thought of the reason.

The two looked at each other at the same time.

'Why don't you go talk to His Majesty? '

'This... who is the son of man, does not speak of his father's faults.How can I speak. '

'I can't even open my mouth. '

'Sir, are you working hard? '

After a brief eye contact, Chen Qing nodded: "I will advise you again when there is a suitable opportunity."

Chapter 242 My wife has plenty of money!

In the early morning of the next day, the once bustling Zuixiang Building in Xianyang City was completely empty.

In the major case involving the assassination of the prince, no matter whether he knew about it or not, he could hardly get away with the crime.

The iron eagle swordsmen of the Black Ice Terrace began to hunt around, and even when the year was approaching, they did not stop.

The situation in North Korea and China is also turbulent.

On the first day when the First Emperor announced the reform of the government, all the royal officials went to Li Si's mansion to ask for an audience. They wanted to work together and begged His Majesty to take back his order.

Unexpectedly, Li Si stayed behind closed doors, and no matter how much his former henchmen begged and cried, he refused to show up.

Now they finally gave up their minds and secretly figured out who should take up the post in the Ministry of Rites to preserve their status as Doctor Yushi.

The six newly appointed ministers, together with Fusu, the governor-general, leave early and return late every day, and are left by Ying Zheng for meetings every day.

Meng Yi had long wanted to go to Chen Qing for a theory, but in the end he couldn't get away.

"If you can't sleep at night, fame and wealth are not as good as idleness."

"so good!"

The 22th of the twelfth lunar month.

The atmosphere of the New Year's Eve is getting stronger, and the number of people buying New Year's goods on the street has obviously increased.

The First Emperor was busy sorting out the government affairs, so he couldn't take care of Chen Qing for the time being.

He was also happy to sneak in at home and slept until noon.

There was a lot of noise in the yard.

Grain, silk, linen, copper coins, oil...

All kinds of materials piled up like a hill.

After Yingzheng proclaimed himself emperor, the books were in the same text and the cars were in the same track, and the first day of October was changed to the beginning of the year.

After October [-]st, it is a new year.

The problem is that the time for Qin to unify the world at this time is too short, and the calendar reform has only been implemented for six years.

People still attach great importance to ancestor worship on New Year's Eve and the third day of the first lunar month.

"My husband is so tired and lazy, and he is not afraid of being laughed at."

Ying Shiman got up early to direct the servants to organize the supplies, Wang Zhiyin, Xiang Liling, and even Reba were pulled in to help.

Unexpectedly, Chen Qing has been sleeping until this time.

When she entered the room and saw the other party rubbing his eyes, she couldn't help scolding him.

"It's time for someone to come to collect the New Year's gift later, so go and wash up."

Chen Qing laughed loudly: "Madam is guilty of saying that."

"What a shame?"

Ying Shiman had been busy all morning, but he was sleeping at home, so hearing these words naturally didn't please his ears.

"My husband was born in poverty, and he eats bran and swallowed vegetables every day, and his body is weak."

"Since I got married with my wife, I have worked hard day and night, and my nutrition has gradually failed to keep up, and my body has been hollowed out."

"How can this be called lazy?"

Chen Qing said with a smirk.

"I knew you had nothing good to say!"

Ying Shiman blushed, and hurriedly glanced outside the door.

Fortunately, no one heard, she was relieved.

"Go get dressed and wash up."

"A Ling, go and serve him."

Xiangli Ling has saved her life, has a straightforward temper, and does not compete for favor.

Ying Shiman has always turned a blind eye to the ridiculous things between the two of them.

"promise."

Xiangli Ling lowered her eyebrows and followed Chen Qing to the bedroom.

As soon as the door was closed, Chen Qing started to fiddle with it.

"Chen Lang, don't do this."

Xiangli Ling was very nervous just now, for fear that the mistress would blame her for seducing others with her beauty, which would make Chen Qing's body increasingly exhausted.

"Let me rub it."

Chen Qing buried his head in front of her chest, enjoying the beauty brought by the stalwart mind.

Xiangli Ling had no choice but to let him go.

After a while, she boldly stroked the back of Chen Qing's head, her eyes were gentle and pity.

"Alright, revive with full blood!"

Chen Qing raised his head abruptly, grinned, and went to wash and change in high spirits.

After noon.

Crowds of twos and threes gathered towards Chen Qing's mansion.

The custom of handing out year-end awards has existed since ancient times, and it is not a precedent for Chen Qingkai.

The only difference is that when Chen Qing asked for money and food, his family members were present.

A hundred kinds of rice feed a hundred kinds of people.

He also suffered a lot, so he had no choice but to come up with such a method.

It is true that some people don't even go home after receiving the money and food, but go to the gambling stalls to gamble indiscriminately day and night.

When I returned home on the third day of the first lunar month, the money was gone, the food was gone, and I owed a bad debt instead.

After a while, the family members, old and young, went to the copper and iron shop to find Chen Qing's theory.

Why do you give annual salary to others, but not to your own man?

Why are wages deducted for no reason?

It wasn't until this time that Chen Qing realized it later.

In the end, I could only give some copper coins to drive people away.

"Master."

Li Yi stood not far away and hesitated.

The companion beside him pushed him a few times before walking forward with a restrained smile.

"Yo, Li Yi."

"But did you do something wrong?"

"Laughing so obscenely."

Chen Qing glanced at him jokingly.

"No no."

"I am loyal to my boss, how could I do such a thing."

"As long as there is one thing, I will be struck by lightning from the sky, and I will die!"

Li Yi solemnly raised his palms to swear.

"It's almost there."

Chen Qing patted him on the shoulder: "I will arrange a good job for you after the spring, don't talk about it."

"Go to my mother-in-law and get something."

Li Yi's eyes sparkled, and he nodded excitedly: "Hey! Hey! I'm going to my boss."

Ying Shiman sat behind a tall table in the main hall.

There are directories and account books on the table, and whenever someone receives their annual salary, Wang Zhiyin is responsible for drawing a stroke on it.

Li Yi's whole family came together, and the old mother and wife were beaming before entering the door.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to vent his breath.

"Villain Li Yi, please greet Madam."

"Greetings, madam."