"Lottery draw completed."
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining a high-quality rattle-drum.”
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining great success in calligraphy and painting.”
"Congratulations to host for obtaining the Qu Yuan Li blueprint.”
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining Sword Saint Pei Min's swordsmanship template.”
" Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Cheng Ying sword."
Zhang Luo's eyes twitched.
As expected.
A half-black hearted thing.
A rattle-drum came out?
"System notification: The items obtained from the lottery have automatically appeared in the host's study according to the host's current residence.”
"The template card has been automatically bound to the host.”
For the current Zhang Luo.
Painting skills were a bonus.
The template card was a life-saving item.
The curved shaft plow was very helpful to the farming of the people.
As for the Cheng Ying sword.
It was an exquisite and elegant sword. Legend had it that when it was forged, it was called Cheng Ying.
It is one of the three swords of the emperor of the Shang Dynasty, as famous as Hanguang and Xiao Lian.
"In other words, the other two also exist in this world.”
Zhang Luo immediately fell silent.
It should exist.
Among the assassin groups that were in charge of the martial world, there was also Yue Ba's sword.
It was said that Taia was also in the hands of the Confucians.
The one in First Emperor Ying Zheng's hand was Tianwen.
"Are you listening to me?"
Ye Teng's mouth was bubbling as he spoke. Seeing that Zhang Luo was still in a daze, he was instantly furious.
Only then did Zhang Luo adapt to the changes in his body.
Seeing that Ye Teng was about to go berserk, he smiled.
"Please take it easy. Don't worry. I dare to do this because I'm confident.”
When he came to Great Qin, he was coincidentally saved by Ye Teng, who had been promoted to internal history.
Therefore, he was still very respectful to him.
"Sigh, it's up to you."
Ye Teng saw that Zhang Luo seemed to have everything under control and remembered that his knowledge was not as good as his, so he gave up.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine.”
Unless the First Emperor was muddle-headed.
……
……
The next day, it was time for Ying Zheng to return to Xianyang.
Right Prime Minister Feng Quji and Left Prime Minister Li Si were supposed to lead the three dukes and nine ministers out to welcome them.
Ying Zheng refused.
He was not in a good mood.
"Hmm? There seemed to be many merchants in Xianyang today.”
Sitting in the emperor's carriage, Ying Zheng saw many merchants by the roadside.
It was not that these merchants were eye-catching, but that Ying Zheng could tell.
After all, the person he had brought down before he took over the government was the biggest and most successful merchant at that time.
It was also Lu Buwei who had a great influence on him.
He was deeply impressed by the aura of a businessman.
Zhangtai Palace.
The first thing that Ying Zheng did after he returned was the many impeachment memorials piled up in front of him.
He did not look at these for the time being.
Instead, he looked at something else.
When he wasn't in Xianyang, there were no memorials to be sent to him.
Ying Zheng, who had immersed himself in handling state affairs, had also temporarily cast aside all the unhappiness he felt during this trip.
He would not bring those emotions into the affairs of the country yet.
After Li Si and Feng Quji paid their respects, they went their own ways.
However, before Li Si left, he glanced at the impeachment memorial beside the table.
"There's no hurry. His Majesty will see it eventually.”
As expected, soon, Ying Zheng could no longer maintain his composure.
" There's only 200,000 left in the national treasury?!"
Ying Zheng's face was filled with anger.
Then, he suppressed his anger and continued to read. There was a change in his eyes.
He bought a lot of cattle and rented them to the people?
He bought a lot of chickens, ducks, and geese and organized people to feed them collectively?
Also, let the commoners raise more chickens, ducks, and geese?
He bought over 5,000 pigs and raised them in a concentrated manner?
A thousand acres of land to grow tea leaves?
Using 500 mu of land to grow sugar cane? And the national treasury even paid for the commoners to plant it?
Brown Sugar Workshop?
Construction and renovation of the business district?
Looking at each item, Ying Zheng spent money like water.
It didn't seem like a waste…
But the national treasury was out of money.
Finally, he saw the impeachment memorials.
"Hmm? Zhang Luo secretly went to the lieutenant camp once, but the details were unknown? The First Lieutenant Battalion is not willing to tell us?"
Ying Zheng's gaze turned slightly cold.
He didn't care about Zhang Luo going to the General's Mansion.
There were only a few of Qin Mo's craftsmen.
There were also those who accused Zhang Luo of favoring commerce over agriculture, delaying farmers from farming, and causing trouble, but Ying Zheng only skipped over them.
However, the first lieutenant camp was no ordinary place.
This was the army that was in charge of the security of Xianyang.
"Is Zhang Luo in the Internal Affairs Office now?"
"Excuse me. He's not here. He left when it was five o'clock.”Zhao Gao seemed to be waiting for this sentence.
"…Order Zhang Luo to fall into the palace!"
Ying Zheng threw the memorial in his hand onto the table.
When the order came out, an audience went out of the palace to inform Zhang Luo.
Some of them secretly passed the news to Li Si.
"His Majesty is angry and wants to see Zhang Luo."
Li Si smiled. He was already thinking about who to make the internal history.
Perhaps he could let his son Li You try.
Even Feng Quji's son, Feng Jie, could be a servant.
Even Meng Tian's younger brother, Meng Yi, could become a chief justice.
Why couldn't his son, Li You?
Li Si was not the only one who received the message from Ying Zheng.
And Ying Yinman.
She had planned to find Zhang Luo after a few days and find an excuse.
But now, he couldn't.
"Damn it, we still don't know where the people we sent back are.”
"How infuriating."
She hurriedly ran out of the palace and arrived at Zhang Luo's residence before Ying Zheng's messenger.
The Zhang family wasn't big, and there was only an old couple taking care of Zhang Luo.
Therefore, Ying Yinman grabbed her clothes and rushed in.
Zhang Luo was dancing with the Cheng Ying Sword, feeling his swordsmanship.
The sword was like frost and snow, moving like silver.
The clothes of the sword-wielding man fluttered, sometimes as hard as a rock, sometimes as fast as lightning, and sometimes as light as a cloud.
Her posture was outstanding, like a sword immortal.
Ying Yinman, who had rushed in, immediately lightened her footsteps. She stopped and watched from the side, not daring to disturb them.
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