Great Qin: Became the Treasurer at the beginning of the game
33 Young Master Fu Su, clamorous Zhang Shangqing

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"Is this the cement Zhang Luo gave you?”

In Zhangtai Palace, the State of Zheng was holding a cement slab.

"Yes." The State of Zheng was excited." With this item, no matter what we do, we will be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort!"”

Even the galloping path he was cultivating now could do the same.

"Is it really that hard?"

Out of curiosity, Ying Zheng turned around and drew out the Tianwen Sword.

Then, he swept his sword across.

The blade almost cut through the entire stone slab.

The State of Zheng's beard trembled a few times as he felt helpless.

"Your Majesty, don't use the Tianwen sword. Use an ordinary weapon. Moreover, use the strength of an ordinary person, the kind of ordinary person.”

Hearing this, Ying Zheng laughed.

The Tianwen sword was indeed sharp.

After putting away the sword, he called for a guard outside the hall.

He ordered him to use the Qin Sword on his body to slash at the cement slab.

With a loud sound, the Qin sword broke into two.

On the stone slab, only a few stone fragments flew away.

The look in Ying Zheng's eyes had completely changed.

"Ha, Zhang Qing, zhen is getting more and more curious about him. Just how many abilities does he have?”

"Zheng Qing, this item can be used to dig canals, but don't publicize it for the time being.”

"As for your stone tablet, leave it with me.”

Currently, there were still some opposing forces within Great Qin, and Ying Zheng did not want this sturdy thing to be taken by others.

At least for now, he didn't want to make it public.

To this day, it will become a piece of paper in the Shao Mansion, and now there are people spying on it.

The assassins sent by the Black Ice Platform had already killed quite a few people.

"I understand."

Only then did the State of Zheng retreat.

Today, he was going to report this item to Ying Zheng.

Watching the State of Zheng leave, Ying Zheng turned back to look at this stone slab.

After pondering for a while.

"Pass down the order. There is no need to restrain the princess in the future.”

"She can go wherever she wants, but we must arrange for someone to protect her safety.”

As soon as he finished speaking.

"Yes." In a dark corner of the hall, a person bowed and then disappeared.

"Right, where is Zhang Qing now?"

Ying Zheng looked at the time.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhao Gao came in from outside.

"Your Majesty, Minister Zhang is no longer in the Internal Affairs Office. He seems to have left Xianyang with a large wooden plank.”

"Where did he go?" Ying Zheng thought that Zhang Luo was busy.

"He went to the place where he was assassinated.”

Zhao Gao lowered his head, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Zhang Luo was a man who would take revenge.

He needed to strike first.

……

……

Outside Xianyang, in a manor.

A white-robed young man with a noble aura slowly walked over.

He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a gentle expression, and was approachable.

It was Ying Zheng's eldest son, the eldest son of the Great Qin Empire, Fusu.

He is resolute and brave, trustworthy and brave, generous and kind.

He was also a little stubborn.

"Uncle, why are you looking for me?”

Fu Su stopped outside the door.

"Fu Su, do you really not want to see your uncle?”

Inside the room, a voice similar to Donghuang's rang out.

It was just that it lacked the unpredictable reality.

Fu Su frowned slightly.

He really didn't like this uncle of his.

It gave off a gloomy feeling.

"Uncle, if you have anything to say, please say it.”

"..." The room was silent for a while." Fusu, His Majesty's actions today have forced all the philosophers in the world, especially the Confucians, to suffer even more, yet you didn't say a word?”

"Zhang Luo acted so recklessly and you didn't even react?”

Fu Su's gaze moved slightly when he heard this.

He had Ying Zheng's permission to participate in politics, so he could directly submit a memorial.

He had indeed been a little skeptical about the Hundred Schools of Philosophy at first.

However, it was much better than Li Si's. At the very least, many of the books could be preserved.

More importantly, they could use paper to facilitate circulation.

Especially after he learned of the phrase," Stay on a rainy day, I won't stay ", he had no more objections.

As for the hundred or so people who had been convicted…

Most of them had really offended Qin Fa.

Not all of them were innocent.

He still believed in Meng Yi on this point.

"Fusu did not object to what Imperial Father did.”

"..." The room fell silent again. After a while, he said," Fusu, the imperial court is demanding that the Hundred Schools of Philosophy report and register all their disciples and personnel..."

"Uncle, could it be that your Yin-Yang School has some unspeakable secret?”

Fu Su retorted.

"Impossible!" The people in the room immediately cleared their names.

The corners of Fu Su's mouth curled up slightly.

He might have some complaints about other things, but not about this matter.

This was because Fu Su's first identity was the eldest son of Great Qin!

"As for Minister Zhang…"

Fu Su paused.

"Even though I haven't met him, ever since he took over the Internal Affairs Office, everything he did was for the sake of the people of Great Qin.”

"He often leaves early, but it's not a sign of neglect. It's also a manifestation of his ability.”

"He's also a little greedy, but this is the common trait of those who manage the internal treasury.”

Although he was a bit stubborn, he still admired Zhang Luo.

Let's not talk about the God Arm Crossbow.

From the business district, to the brown sugar mill, to the quyuan plow, to the initiative to open six new canals for Guanzhong.

The treasury had earned a lot of money, but it was spent like water.

Everything benefited the people and Great Qin.

He was the one who openly declared war, captured and used non-humankind slaves, and didn't care how many slaves died.

This made Fu Su slightly disagree.

"..." The people in the room did not expect Fu Su to look at Zhang Luo like this.

Today, he seemed to have done something stupid.

"If uncle called Fu Su here today for this matter, then Fu Su is helpless.”

After a while, there was still no sound in the room.

Fu Su then cupped his hands." If Uncle has nothing else to say, Fu Su will take his leave."”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Okay, take care, Eldest Young Master."

Seeing that the person inside addressed him as the Eldest Young Master, Fu Su turned his head and glanced at the door.

However, he didn't say anything and just left.

However, an hour later.

Gan Luo, Xu Fu, and Xu Fu arrived with grim expressions.

" Donghuang," Xu Fu said," Zhang Luo put up a big sign at the place where he was assassinated last time.”

"What brand?"

"The person who suggested the Hundred Schools of Philosophy is Zhang Luo! If you have the ability, try to assassinate me again?”

Xu Fu repeated this sentence.

"They haven't said that it's our Yin-Yang School yet. Perhaps they don't have any evidence.”Xu Fu stroked his beard.

Because of this assassination attempt, all the Hundred Schools of Philosophy were affected.

However, if they were found out later.

Not only would the Yin-Yang School be arrested by Great Qin, but they would also have to face the wrath of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.

The sound of porcelain shattering could be heard in the room.

"Zhang Luo, damn it!"

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