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Four carriages were slowly moving on the streets of Xianyang City.
There were many soldiers in front and behind the carriage, forming a long line. The soldiers at the front opened up a path for the commoners to retreat, while the soldiers at the back protected the carriage.
This group of soldiers were all dressed in heavy armor. Their expressions were solemn and majestic, making people respect them.
"What a huge formation!"
The onlookers were secretly shocked. Many people were guessing who was sitting in the carriage.
It was rare to see such a large formation in Xianyang City. Perhaps only the Prime Minister would have such a large formation. Could it be that the person in the carriage was Lu Buwei?
The person in the carriage was not Lu Buwei, but Meng Yu. He sat in the first carriage, and behind him were three carriages, each carrying ten chests of gold.
He was going to deliver three hundred thousand taels of gold to the palace and hand it over to Ying Zheng, the King of Qin.
Meng Yu was extremely cautious with such a large amount of money, so he had the guards of the Meng Residence escort it.
In Xianyang City, some high-ranking officials of the imperial court had their own guards. These guards were equivalent to their own private armies, responsible for the safety of their own residences.
The number of private armies varied, ranging from dozens to one or two thousand. For example, the Meng Residence and the King's Residence had more than one thousand private armies, while the Prime Minister's Residence had more than two thousand guards.
The convoy soon arrived at the palace gate and was stopped by the guards.
"Who is it?"
A soldier asked.
"It's me."
Meng Yu lifted the curtain of the carriage and revealed his head.
"So it's the Fuma."
Upon seeing Meng Yu, the guard immediately bowed respectfully to him and said,""Fuma, what are in the carriages behind us?”
"This is the gift I want to give to the king.”Meng Yu said.
"We need to check. Please forgive us.”the soldier said.
"I should."
Meng Yu nodded, expressing his understanding of the soldier's actions.
Generally speaking, carriages were not allowed to enter the palace directly. However, there were special circumstances. For example, if they wanted to offer something to the palace, they would need to use a carriage to pull it.
In this case, the carriage could enter the palace, but before entering the palace, it had to undergo a strict inspection. This was to protect the safety of the palace and the king, and to prevent anyone or anything in the carriage that could threaten the king.
A few soldiers stepped forward and carried out a strict inspection of the three carriages behind them.
"Fuma, the carriage is fine. Please enter the palace.”A soldier said respectfully.
Then, the four carriages slowly entered the palace.
As for the soldiers escorting the carriage, they naturally could not enter the palace. They immediately left the palace.
Not long after, Meng Yu met the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, in the palace.
Meng Yu ordered people to move the 30 chests to the main hall.
"Your Majesty, this is the thirty taels of gold earned by the paper mill. Please take a look.”Meng Yu said.
As he spoke, Meng Yu opened the chests one by one. Immediately, golden light shot out from the chests.
"The paper mill earned 300,000 taels in three months.”
Hearing Meng Yu's words, Ying Zheng was taken aback. He walked down from his throne and came to the front of these chests. Seeing the chests filled with gold, he was quite surprised.
Back then, he had only given Meng Yu 10,000 taels of gold. In just three months, Meng Yu had earned him 300,000 taels of gold.
The rate of return was too high. It was equivalent to earning 100,000 taels a month.
Moreover, this was the income after he and Meng Yu split it.
He did not expect this paper mill to be so profitable.
Even though Great Qin's income was quite high, it also had a lot of expenses. This was especially true for the army and soldiers that Great Qin provided. As a result, Great Qin's treasury did not have much gold.
As the king of the State of Qin, he also needed money.
"Your Majesty, this is the account book of the paper mill. Please take a look.”
Meng Yu immediately handed over an account book. Ying Zheng took it and flipped through it, only to find that there were many strange little symbols in the account book, none of which he could recognize.
"What are these symbols? Why don't I know him?" Ying Zheng asked in surprise.
"Your Majesty, this is a number I invented for counting. It is called Arabic numbers.”Meng Yu explained.
"Arabic numbers?" Ying Zheng was stunned." What are Arabic numbers?”
"Your Majesty, look at this number. It represents one. We need many strokes to write in words, but only one stroke is needed to write in numbers. Look at the number that represents two, and the number that represents three…Each of these numbers represents a different meaning, and it's undoubtedly easier to use these numbers to keep accounts.”
Meng Yu explained simply.
"Fuma, you are really a genius. You can even think of such a number.”
Ying Zheng praised.
He also felt that the number invented by Meng Yu was very practical. It was indeed easier to use numbers to keep accounts.
"Fuma, you've already given me many surprises. I didn't expect you to give me another big surprise this time.”Ying Zheng laughed.
"Great Qin is truly blessed to have you.”Ying Zheng praised.
"Your Majesty, there is one more thing I have not said.”Meng Yu said.
"I have already sold the paper mill to the Prime Minister.”Meng Yu said.
"What?"
Hearing this, Ying Zheng was stunned.
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