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"In this case, the peasants should participate in the construction of the city wall for money."

"In this way, although the cost is high, the progress will definitely be accelerated a lot."

Ministers put forward their opinions one after another.

It's not that they don't want to solve this problem.

There is really no way, the only way is to increase the number of people.

But you can't coerce people's husbands, you can't force people's husbands.

This kind of restraint makes them helpless.

At this time, the ministers all thought of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

If His Royal Highness is here, there will probably be a solution.

After all, His Royal Highness often finds ways to solve problems encountered.

They admit they can't solve the problem, it's too tricky.

"enough!"

"Letting you come here is to solve the problem, not to shirk responsibility from each other!"

"Can't the few people see these problems?"

"Need you to remind me?"

"Nowadays when money is used everywhere, have you ever considered the consequences of increasing expenses?"

Ying Zheng's face turned cold.

These ministers really don't know what to say.

Once the cost is high, the treasury cannot bear it.

Recently, Daqin needs too many expenses.

This is not a wise move.

He has thought about these questions.

If it can be solved, he doesn't have to talk about it above the court.

It's just that he has no better way for the time being.

At this time, Ying Zheng also thought of Ying Ziye.

If Ying Ziye was here at this time, there would probably be a solution.

"Father, the treasury's money should not be used too much for the time being."

"Can we think about it differently?"

Fusu came out at this time.

He is now in charge of the treasury, so naturally he is unwilling to move the treasury.

If you increase the money, the treasury will definitely not be able to support it.

All the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty looked at the young master Fusu.

It's a good thing that Mr. Fusu stood up.

In this way, if His Majesty blames them, he should not punish them.

After all, Mr. Fusu is at the front.

"Do you have any idea?"

Ying Zheng looked at Fu Su in surprise.

Ever since Fusu managed the treasury, he has become much quieter.

In other words, it is not an exaggeration to say that we are keeping a low profile.

"Father, can the Hun captives who went to South Vietnam be sent back?"

"Although there are only 30 million prisoners, this number is still a bit small.

"But it should be enough for them to do some heavy work, and it should be enough for civilian husbands to do light work."

Fusu didn't want to use the treasury, so he could only wrong the Xiongnu prisoners.

In the past, he couldn't do such a thing, but now it's different.

He is not as pedantic as before, and he no longer learns Confucianism.

"The South Vietnamese side is critical."

"The captives who were going to build the road couldn't move."

Ying Zheng shook his head slowly, he had thought about this too.

The road between South Vietnam and the Maurya Dynasty must be opened.

The manpower over there must not be withdrawn.

If the road is not repaired, supplies will not be conveniently transported at that time.

He also wanted to send more people to help clear the way, so how could he withdraw the people over there.

"Then... Erchen doesn't know what to do."

Fusu smiled wryly and retreated.

Can't move this, can't move that.

This matter is really difficult.

Ying Zheng frowned and lowered his head in thought.

Suddenly, there was no sound in the huge Qilin Hall.

The atmosphere also became dull.

The ministers stared wide-eyed, but they didn't dare to speak much.

Because they really had no other choice, and they were afraid that His Majesty would blame them.

So just stopped talking.

Just when everyone had nothing to worry about.

A eunuch's high-pitched voice came from outside the hall.

"The battle report on the northern border is here!"

When the people in Qilin Hall heard this, they turned their heads and looked outside the hall.

At this time-

A scout soldier rushed in quickly.

When there is an urgent military situation, scouts can enter the palace directly without being summoned by His Majesty.

The soldiers quickly entered the hall, bowed and saluted.

"See Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this is the good news on the northern border."

"A letter written by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince himself!"

The scout offered a bamboo tube with both hands.

Chapter 538 News from the north, ecstatic

The civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty all looked at the scout soldiers.

To be precise, he looked at the bamboo tube held by the scout.

Good news on the northern border?

That means there is good news coming back from the border.

And it was a letter written by His Highness himself.

Should be big news.

Otherwise, His Royal Highness would not have written the letter himself.

They knew that His Royal Highness had also gone to the northern border.

They are beating the Huns over there recently.

Is it a victory?

Is this too fast?

Everyone was excited at this moment.

If it really succeeds, that's really a great thing.

In this way, His Majesty can be happy for a while, and maybe they won't be punished for their ineffectiveness.

Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback.

He was extremely irritable at first.

Because of the Lishan New Capital City incident, I have lost my mind recently.

Now the news from the northern border.

Maybe it's good news or not.

I hope it can ease the boredom in my heart!

"Quick, present it!"

"promise!"

The eunuch stepped forward quickly to take the scout's bamboo tube.

Turning around and trotting all the way, he handed the bamboo tube to Emperor Shihuang.

Ying Zheng took the bamboo tube and opened it impatiently.

Take out the rice paper inside, when Ying Zheng saw the contents clearly.

A smile appeared on his stern face again.

"Hahaha......"

"Colorful! Colorful! Colorful!"

"Midnight is here to surprise the widow again!"

Ying Zheng closed the rice paper and laughed.

Looks like I'm in a good mood.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were collectively confused.

Your Majesty, what's the matter?

What news is so happy?

What good news did His Royal Highness send?

The ministers speculated one after another, all curious about what the news was.

Seeing His Majesty's happy face, they felt itchy.

Also heaved a sigh of relief.

Now that His Majesty is so happy, he probably won't vent his anger on them.

"Your Majesty, what news is so happy?"

"I wonder if we can have fun too?"

Soon some ministers couldn't help asking.