In Great Qin's morning court, the civil and military officials did not have to stand, and they did not have to kneel like the Slaves of the Creation Dynasty.
Great Qin did not have the loyalty of the Confucians, and the difference in status between the ruler and his subjects was not as extreme.
At this moment, Li Si, Meng Yi, Feng Quji, Wang Ben, and the others were seated on the left and right. The other officials followed behind them, and the higher the position, the higher the position.
The Imperial Eunuch Tian Hai's sharp voice rang out."The morning court session has begun.”
Immediately, officials stood up one after another.
"Your Majesty, Jiangnan has been flooded, and hundreds of thousands of people have lost their homes. The imperial court is in urgent need of disaster relief. Please approve the allocation of one million from the national treasury!”
"Your Majesty, the northwest has been in a drought for a year. The people have almost no harvest for a year and have no food to eat. This humble subject requests Your Majesty to approve the allocation of one million to help the people survive the drought!”
"Your Majesty, the construction of the Great Wall is not going well. Because the funds have not been in place for a long time, the Xiongnu have been invading the south frequently recently. We still need the imperial court to allocate funds to build the Great Wall as soon as possible!”
"Your Majesty, Epang Palace has already spent all of its budget for the first phase. The construction has stopped, and the court urgently needs funds!”
"…Grant!"
"…Grant!"
All of them submitted their memorials one after another, but all of them were asking for funds from the Imperial Court.
Ying Zheng was not angry, but happy instead, thinking,'Good heavens, I guessed it right. They're all here for money, just in time!'
However, he was not what he appeared to be. His face was gloomy and his body leaned forward slightly, immediately causing a sense of oppression among the officials.
"Grant, grant, all you know is to get funding!”
"If Great Qin's treasury continues to take money out, it will be empty in less than half a year!”
"When you encounter a problem, you want to ask the Imperial Court for money. Have you ever thought about where the Imperial Court gets this money?”
"It's not that We don't want to save Great Qin's people, but We want to ask you officials, how are we going to obtain and maintain such a large amount of money?”
Ying Zheng's words made all the officials sweat with shame. As the Prime Minister, Li Si was sweating profusely, and so was Meng Yi, who was in charge of Great Qin's finances.
Someone began to answer his own question,
"How about…increasing the amount of grain the commoners have to pay?”
"Get the rich gentry to donate money and food?"
"Attacking the Xiongnu and snatching the rich spoils of war?”
Ying Zheng's sword-shaped eyebrows were sharp.'These guys thought of these methods?
Could these methods be used?
"Humph! He was thinking of ways to quench his thirst by drinking poison and the gains outweighed the losses!”
"Increasing the amount of food that the people have to hand over will make it even more difficult for the people who are not rich to begin with.”
"Get the rich to donate? I want to ask if any of you here are willing to gather one million donations for Great Qin. Humph, I think that you have to lead troops to go door-to-door to donate it, right?”
"The Xiongnu will fight sooner or later, but to attack the Xiongnu and plunder their wealth? Who was so naive? Didn't they know that the Xiongnu people were famous for being poor?”
"If we can become rich just by fighting, why would Great Qin destroy the six countries? Why would the treasury be so tight?”
"These are all useless methods. You disappoint me!”
Ying Zheng reprimanded him, and all the officials in the court immediately fell silent.
They could only think of these methods. Otherwise, what else could they do?
Looking at the embarrassed faces of his officials, Ying Zheng sighed deeply in his heart!
F * ck, so many people, but they're not even as good as my unborn prince. What's the use of having you?
The more this was the case, the more Ying Zheng felt that the boy was very smart. When the boy was born, he really wanted to pinch his little face and praise him.
However, on second thought, he couldn't praise this kid. Otherwise, he would be so smug in his heart!
Pulling himself back to reality, Ying Zheng looked at Li Si, Meng Yi, and the other capable assistants and said,""Li Si, Meng Yi, Feng Quji, don't you have any ideas?”
The three of them looked at each other, then cupped their hands and bowed to Ying Zheng.
"I am unable to share your worries, Your Majesty. Please forgive me!”
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows.
Since none of you have a solution, then I will begin my performance.
"You've really disappointed me!”
"Since conventional methods cannot make Great Qin's treasury more abundant, we can only force Us to use unconventional methods!”
"We have decided to open up Great Qin's private businesses from now on!”
As Ying Zheng's flowers fell, all the officials and generals in the court were stunned.
Open up private businesses?
Did he hear wrongly?
He actually heard this from the First Emperor?!
Isn't His Majesty the most against private businesses?
Didn't he just kill a disciple of the Wang Clan who violated this rule a few days ago? Even if Marquis Wucheng personally pleaded for mercy, it would be useless!
Soon, the officials began to stir, and then many people began to step forward.
"Your Majesty, you must not do this!"
"This is going to affect the foundation of Great Qin's agriculture!”
"Once the people are allowed to do business, the people will no longer think about farming and will prioritize benefits.”
"If a businessman becomes rich, his tail will be too big to fall, and there will be even more Lu Buwei and the like!”
"Your Majesty, please reconsider!"
"Your Majesty, please retract your order!"
Everyone present was basically against it, even Wang Ben.
They were all part of Great Qin's upper echelons and had their own benefits, so they could not allow Great Qin to fall into chaos.
Ying Zheng sat on the dragon throne, looking down at the vehement objections of the officials, and then thinking that he understood the great benefits and the right of opening up the private businesses, he felt as if he was looking at a group of clowns.
However, Ying Zheng suddenly thought of something... Did that kid yesterday also think that he was a clown?
Damn it, the clown is me!
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