"To register the people."
Hearing this word, Ying Fei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
The household registration system was equivalent to the household registration system of the later dynasties.
All non-landowners such as owner-farmers, helpers, and tenant farmers were included in the household registration.
Once the country needed to recruit soldiers and collect taxes, these people would be on the roster.
It was not an exaggeration to say that the registered population was the cornerstone of a country. The number of people directly determined the strength of the country.
In history, the reason why Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was able to attack the Xiongnu in the north was because he had a huge base of people.
The incessant taxes and the inexhaustible supply of soldiers allowed the Great Han Empire to wage war against the Xiongnu for decades.
Under this situation, the Xiongnu were defeated and fled west in a panic.
Before this, Great Qin had been able to sweep through the six countries in the east of the country and unify the world.
Other than the farming system, there was another important reason.
That was, the number of registered households and Qi people in the Qin country at that time even exceeded the total number of the six countries in the east of the country.
"Hu…"
Thinking of this, Ying Fei looked at Liu Bowen with even more surprise.
In the end, he had underestimated the most famous strategist in Chinese history.
Ying Fei then turned to Fang Xuanling and the others.
He asked in a deep voice,
"What do you think of what the Imperial Censor of the Hall of Governmental Affairs said?”
As soon as he finished speaking.
The expressions of Fang Xuanling, Kou Zhun, and Gu Yong changed slightly, but they didn't say anything.
On the contrary, the Minister of Revenue, Du Ruhui, gritted his teeth and stood up.
"Your Highness."
"I believe that it is imperative to organize the people.”
"The Five Armies Governor's Office is currently promoting the farming and fighting method, so it's just nice to implement it together.”
"Yes!"
Ying Fei slightly nodded and looked around at everyone.
He continued,
"In that case,"
"Then let's issue the household registration and the household registration.”
"This matter will be handed over to the Imperial Censor of the Hall of Governmental Affairs and the Minister of Revenue.”
"Yes!"
Liu Bowen and Du Ruhui came out together, their faces full of solemnity.
Even if there are thousands of people, I will go alone.
The registration of the people was more dangerous than anything else because they had to face the inherent nobles of the four regions of West Earth.
The power of these old nobles was not inferior to the Dongfang family.
"Men, take Gu Ling Sword."
Ying Fei gently waved her hand, and the attendant beside her immediately took out a longsword that looked like the Duke Mu's Qin Suppressing Sword.
The long sword was golden in color, and the front of the sword was engraved with the words Yong Jun Ying Fei, while the back of the sword was engraved with the words Command the World.
The attendant directly handed the Yong Jun Token Sword to Liu Bowen.
"With a sword, you can mobilize 3,000 imperial guards."
"As my people, if anyone dares to obstruct the administration, you can kill first and report later.”
"Yes."
Liu Bowen respectfully extended his hands and took the sword.
This token sword represented Yong Jun himself and the 3,000 imperial guards.
In the entire West Earth, who would dare to stop him from implementing the policy of arranging households to gather the people and distributing them to the fields?
Throughout the Central Plains and the Nine States, since the Zhou Dynasty, many countries had been destroyed because of the local despots and aristocratic families.
In the entire country, two-thirds of the people had become slaves of the aristocratic families.
For example, Lord Mengchang, one of the four princes of the Warring States Period, had 3,000 diners. How many farmers were needed to feed them?
No matter what, Ying Fei wouldn't allow this to happen under his hands.
On the same day.
Liu Bowen, the censor of the Ministry of Central Affairs, held Yongjun's sword and led 3,000 guards to start registering the people of Qi in Chang 'an.
The 800,000 people in Chang 'an City were all listed in the roster, and the 1.2 million people in Zhili were also recorded.
Immediately after, Liu Bowen left Zhili with a golden sword and entered Anzhou. The governor of Anzhou, Fei Yi, personally led 12,000 state guards to protect Liu Bowen.
Wherever Liu Bowen went, the local county magistrate, county lieutenant, county magistrate, county lieutenant all cooperated.
In just half a month, the registration of the entire An Prefecture was completed, and there were more than six million people on the list.
"Your Highness."
"I have a memorial."
Zong Zheng and Ying Liang spoke up when the discussion was almost over.
Instantly.
It attracted everyone's attention.
Ying Liang was an outstanding disciple sent out by the Ying Family of Longxi to follow Ying Fei on the western expedition.
In terms of seniority, Ying Fei had to call him uncle.
His talent was extraordinary, and he was unique in both leading troops and governing.
"If Uncle has something to say, just say it."
Ying Fei nodded at him and said indifferently.
Hearing this.
Zong Zheng and Ying Liang stood up.
He shouted,
"As the saying goes, the heavens cannot be without a sun, and the country cannot be without a ruler.”
"His Majesty the First Emperor has passed away, Hu Hai plotted to usurp the throne, and the world rebelled.”
"Your Highness should ascend to the throne as soon as possible and have the hearts of the officials and the people at ease.”
"We agree."
The civil and military officials agreed in unison and respectfully invited Ying Fei to ascend the throne.
Looking at everyone's expressions, Ying Fei understood that there were some things that he couldn't hide from.
It was more than enough for him to use the name of Lord Yong to rule the Old Land of Rest in Peace, but now he had four regions and a population of nearly 20 million.
Yongjun's name was too small, and was simply not enough to bear such a huge responsibility.
Furthermore, Ying Fei had so many civil and military officials under him that they needed to improve further. At the very least, they needed to be conferred titles.
If he himself was just a Yong Jun, then how could the officials be willing to accept the position of Marquis or even Duke?
"Everyone, please rise."
After pondering for a while, Ying Fei waved his hand and said in a deep voice,
"The East has yet to return. I ascended the throne in Chang 'an and inherited the throne.”
"Let's put the matter of succession aside for now. After we return to Great Qin, we'll make new plans.”
Hearing this.
The civil and military officials present all had ugly expressions.
Ying Liang was even prepared to continue remonstrating.
But at this moment, Ying Fei interrupted him,"
"Uncle."
"I know what you mean, but you have to announce your ascension to the ancestral temple.”
"The ancestral temple is far away in the Eastern Lands.”
"Why don't we do this? We will first establish a kingdom and become kings. I will use the position of King Qin to command the world.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Ying Liang, Liu Bowen, Fang Xuanling, and the others thought for a moment.
The civil and military officials looked at each other and bowed in unison.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Long live the king!"
The voice came from the Ministry of Official Personnel Affairs.
The soldiers guarding outside echoed.
"Long live the king!"
Then, it spread to the entire Chang 'an Fortress.
For a moment, the entire city cheered loudly.
Ying Fei's soldiers had been waiting for this day for a long time.
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