The matter of the books was temporarily settled.
After that, the few of them began to discuss again.
With books, there must be teachers.
This was relatively easy to resolve.
There were already hundreds of people from the Mo family waiting in formation.
There was no problem supporting the first academy.
However, other than books and teachers, there were still many problems.
For example, money.
What Ying Zi Xuan wanted to establish wasn't that kind of private school or elementary school.
He wanted to build a school that was similar to modern schools.
This required a large piece of land.
Other than land, they also had to build a teaching building.
This was a huge expense.
He was in need of money now.
"Sixth brother, I will naturally support you in the matter of setting up an academy. As for the land, I have a way. I have a big manor in the north of the city. You can use it. But money…"
When Fu Su said this, he scratched his head awkwardly.
He didn't lack money, but he really couldn't afford to build an academy.
Xiao He and the others also looked troubled.
To put it bluntly, the few of them were struggling to survive.
Especially Han Xin, saying that he was poor and destitute was already giving him a high opinion.
"In that case, the biggest problem now is money.”
Ying Zi Xuan's fingers tapped the table in a very regular manner.
In his mind, he was thinking whether he should directly divert the money from the national treasury.
Especially when his father was planning to build a new palace.
Without needing to think, Ying Zi Xuan also knew what his Imperial Father wanted to cultivate.
It was none other than Epang Palace.
Not only was it useless to repair that thing, but it was also a waste of manpower and money.
Once the Great Wall was built, it would at least be a miracle building that would benefit future generations.
But Epang Palace was fine.
The key was that he could not repair it.
"What do you think of the profit from selling salt?”
After Ying Zi Xuan thought for a while, he finally rejected the idea of using the national treasury.
What they were going to do now was already enough to offend people.
He couldn't let anyone catch him.
Otherwise, trouble would come wave after wave.
After thinking about it again and again, Ying Zi Xuan looked elsewhere.
In a trance, he suddenly remembered that he still had a trump card in his hand.
The mineral salt refining method.
Salt was a necessity for everyone, and Great Qin's market only sold sea salt and coarse salt.
The salt tasted bitter.
Because of the transportation, the price was extremely high.
After Xiao He, Fu Su and the others heard Ying Zi Xuan mention the problem of salt, they were all stunned.
When salt encroaches?
This was not a good phrase!
Ying Zi Xuan was a prince, if the news of him selling salt was spread out by others, then his reputation among the people would really be rotten to the core.
Chai, rice, oil and salt.
These four were necessities for survival.
And because it was a necessity, the commoners were easily manipulated.
Due to the problem of transportation and storage, the price of salt had always been high.
"Your Highness, although the profits from selling salt are very high, I still don't recommend Your Highness to do so. You set up an academy so that more people can afford to study. This is a good thing for the people. However, if you rely on plundering the wealth of the people to establish the academy, you will lose your original intention!”
Although his words were not pleasant to hear, Xiao He still said it.
The word 'salt peddler' was more hateful than tyrants and devils among the people.
After all, they were all existences that lay on people's bodies to suck blood.
It threatened the lives of every citizen.
Even when they were petty officials in Pei County, they hated the salt merchants.
Every time he bought salt, he wanted to dig up the salt seller's ancestral grave.
"Why don't I go back to the Mo family and think of a way? Let's put it together first. If it really doesn't work, we can build a smaller school first. This way..."
"No need. The more you say that, the more I want to sell salt. Not only do I want to sell salt, but I also want to prohibit others from selling salt. Not only salt, but also iron. From now on, it could only be run by the royal family. In the future, the price of salt must be controlled at the lowest position.”
As Ying Zi Xuan said that, he directly picked up the brush and started writing on the table again.
He wrote while speaking.
"I have a method that can turn poisonous salt into high-quality salt. Han Xin, you are currently in an idle position, and there are still many things that need to be reformed in Great Qin's internal affairs. I'll leave the salt problem to you.”
After Ying Zi Xuan finished speaking, the pen in his hand also stopped.
The Crystal Salamander handed Han Xin what he had written down.
When Han Xin saw what was on it, his eyes were filled with disbelief and doubt.
"Your Highness, are you sure there's no problem? Poisonous salt could kill!”
"Just follow my instructions strictly. After you're done, can't you just go to the prison and find a batch of felons to try? In any case, according to the Qin law, they were also sentenced to death, so they could just take it as a show of their strength.”
"Alright, I'll go and prepare now.”
Just as Han Xin stood up and was about to leave, he immediately stopped.
Because he suddenly realized that he didn't have anyone to use!
"Your Highness, lend me some people first!”
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