"What should I do to make those people in the future obedient?”
Ying Tian leaned back and swayed along with the rocking of the chair.
The only good thing was that Great Qin did not have any borders with the surrounding factions, so they did not have to worry about other countries ambushing them.
Neither the Yue family nor Loulan could affect Great Qin.
Simply put, Great Qin was an invincible existence.
It was not an exaggeration to say that it would be a matter of minutes for them to directly attack Carthage.
However, he had to think of a way to accept the future generations without bloodshed.
As the saying went, to resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the interior. Once the army left, who would protect Great Qin?
Although they were all descendants of Qin Shihuang, Ying Tian had always believed in benefits.
There would definitely be some people who were jealous of the position of Emperor, or they would want to cause trouble.
"Forget it. At most, I will kill a few people and hang them on the city gate tower. I will let the people who come here gain some knowledge and see how capable they are.”
Ying Tian lightly jumped up from his chair and stretched his body.
Three years was neither short nor long.
Trains and ships had not been invented yet, and only half of the railway had been built.
He had no choice.
There wasn't enough time for him to develop technology while attacking the Six Nations.
Just as Ying Tian was lost in his thoughts, he heard footsteps coming from the door.
Before he arrived, a cheap voice sounded first." Brother, did you miss me?”
Ying Tian rolled his eyes. Just from the voice, he knew that it was Meng Yi.
This guy was completely different from what was recorded in history. He was completely a foodie.
He was also the second person that Ying Tian had come to Great Qin to build a good relationship with, other than Qin Shihuang.
"Father!"
Ying Tian stood up to welcome him.
It was Ying Zheng, with two people beside him, Zhang Han and Meng Yi.
They were all old acquaintances of Ying Tian and could be considered as his own people. They had gone to the battlefield together and had a life-and-death relationship.
"Brother, long time no see." Zhang Han hugged Ying Tian's shoulders and winked at him.
Logically speaking, Ying Tian had a noble status and was the Nineteenth Prince. They were offending their superiors by doing this…
However, when they first met, Ying Tian had called them brothers and claimed that he didn't like to be polite.
In the beginning, they thought that he was just being polite. However, as time passed, they became more and more familiar with each other and understood that Ying Tian was indeed such a person.
In addition, Ying Tian kept calling him Brother Zheng. After a long time, he got used to it.
"I'll go and cook a few dishes. Brothers, sit down first. We'll have a good chat later.”
Looking at Meng Yi who was minding his own business as he went to the corner to get the wine, Ying Tian rolled his eyes and said with a smile.
Many people felt that the ancients were the kind of people who would speak in classical Chinese.
In reality, this was not the case.
They were also ordinary people, and they had the seven emotions and six desires of ordinary people.
However, everyone would act differently in front of different people.
Very quickly.
Ying Tian served two hot dishes, set up the bowls and chopsticks, and crossed his legs. It was as comfortable as it could be.
If outsiders saw this scene, they would probably be shocked until their teeth fell out.
Since when did the First Emperor, who killed without batting an eye, become so approachable?
"Brother Zheng, have you told them everything?”Ying Tian asked.
Everyone present was experienced and had been in the imperial court for so long. None of them were easy to deal with.
Instead of thinking about it, he might as well be happy and idle.
"His Majesty mentioned this matter during the morning court session and has already arranged for people to announce the news to the various prefectures and counties."
Thinking of what happened in the morning court, Zhang Han's voice couldn't help but turn solemn.
If Ying Zheng had not said it himself, they would never have believed it.
"In about three to five days, the people below should be ready.”
Meng Yi mumbled as he chewed on the mutton.
This was Great Qin, and there was no need for discussion; whatever Brother Zheng said would be done.
If it was Tang Chao, they probably wouldn't be able to come to a conclusion even after three days.
"Kid, do you have any good ideas?”
Ying Zheng put down his bowl and chopsticks, raised his wine cup and looked at Ying Tian leisurely.
It seemed casual, but in fact, he was looking forward to it.
In the past battles, Ying Tian had mentioned the art of war many times. It was very impressive.
"The most important thing is the housing problem. Let's not talk about anything else, at least we have to let them have a place to stay after they come.”
Ying Tian frowned slightly and told him what he had been thinking about for the past two days.
After all.
He couldn't possibly let his future compatriots become savages and live in the mountains…
This was a deep-rooted concept in Xia country. Only by owning a house would one have a sense of belonging.
After these people came, Ying Tian naturally wanted them to stay.
After all.
Right now, Great Qin had everything it wanted, but it lacked people.
Many things could be solved by machines, but population was the foundation of everything.
"Old Zhang, if you want to build a house that can accommodate one billion people, how long will it take?”
Ying Tian raised his wine cup and filled it up one by one. He turned to look at Zhang Han.
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