Meng Tian had spent the entire night capturing warlocks in Xianyang City and did not have the time to return home.
Yi Xiaochuan was thinking back and forth in his residence.
Now that someone had changed history, he had to do something no matter what. It was definitely not possible to continue like this.
Yi Xiaochuan, who had also not slept a wink the entire night, put on his clothes early in the morning and went out.
He wanted to go out and find out who the person behind this was.
Yi Xiaochuan went out and turned into two alleys. He ordered a bowl of soy milk and two coarse grain buns from a breakfast stall.
After a while, the breakfast for this morning was finished.
After all, this was the Great Qin Dynasty, not the 21st century.
The breakfast in the later generations was rich. There was braised fire in the north and morning tea in the south.
However, Xianyang City only had soybean milk and coarse grain buns. The common people could not even eat. It was already good enough to have a bite.
Yi Xiaochuan could not care less as he wiped his mouth after eating and wandered around.
There weren't many people in Xianyang City early in the morning. However, Yi Xiaochuan felt strange when he saw that there were many construction sites.
These construction sites had appeared overnight. What exactly were they here to repair?
Yi Xiaochuan was all smiles as he came to a construction site and asked around with shifty eyes.
"Little brother, may I ask what kind of project this construction site is for? How could there be so many construction sites in Xianyang City overnight?”
The young man who was working was sweating profusely. He could not be bothered with Yi Xiaochuan at the side and answered casually.
"The higher-ups have ordered that Xianyang City will build a bank. Therefore, a bank will be built on every main street for the common people to save money and withdraw money.”
"This project is really urgent. It will be completed within a month!”
"See? We came out early in the morning!"
Yi Xiaochuan almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard this.
I'm really curious. There's actually a money house built in Xianyang City of the Great Qin Dynasty. How did this happen?
Logically speaking, banks should have appeared in the Tang Dynasty, which was about 1,000 years in the future. How could banks appear in Great Qin now?
This guy who changed history must be offering advice to Qin Shihuang again.
Which bastard did this bastard thing?
Last year, he had bought a crude watch, but he was really pressing on him step by step. Previously, Ying Zheng had killed Xu Fu, and discovered the poison in the Elixir of Immortality.
This wasn't enough, and now he wanted to set up a bank?
Yi Xiaochuan muttered to himself.
"Not only can banks stabilize prices and increase the circulation of money, but they can also increase Great Qin's taxes and greatly increase Great Qin's military strength!”
"This is really an old cow opening the door for a young cow.”
At the same time, in a bamboo house on the outskirts of Xianyang.
Ying Zheng and Qin Xiao were sitting together, drinking mint water.
This kind of mint water had been passed down since the Zhou Dynasty and was called Liuqing.
The six pureness referred to water, pulp, Li, cool, nebula, and elixir.
Ying Zheng and Qin Xiao were chatting about some current affairs.
These current affairs were nothing more than some national affairs. Usually, people who had nothing to do would chat a little, and it was not important.
But as they chatted with Ying Zheng, they looked at Qin Xiao and asked with a smile.
"We can't be careless about inheriting the throne. This concerns the future of Great Qin, so we have to choose a capable Emperor!”
"I wonder which son of the current Emperor is suitable to be the future ruler?”
After all, Qin Xiao was an extraordinary expert in Ying Zheng's eyes, and what he had done before had impressed Ying Zheng greatly. Now, Ying Zheng really wanted to know what the future emperor in Qin Xiao's eyes was like.
The Emperor's matter could not be rushed. He had to choose a reliable son.
Ying Zheng looked at Qin Xiao with a pious expression.
Qin Xiao looked at Ying Zheng's expression, feeling both angry and amused.
What kind of person did this big guy in front of him think he was? Did he really think he was the emperor?
The questions he asked were so irrelevant, and asking such questions was simply asking for his head to fall off.
This was Great Qin!
Qin Xiao rolled his eyes at Ying Zheng.
"Why are your questions so sensitive and tricky?”
"Do you need a commoner like you to worry about the matters of the imperial family?”
"Let's not talk about whether he cares about your opinion or not. Just by asking this question, you're simply courting death!”
Ying Zheng looked at Qin Xiao and chuckled.
"Sir, I was just asking casually. There are only the two of us here. What's the harm in that? The world is so big, why can't I ask?”
"Teacher, just tell me secretly. I won't tell anyone. I'll keep it a secret!”
Looking at Ying Zheng's shameless look, Qin Xiao was helpless.
"The nine sons of the dragon are all different. The First Emperor is considered the number one person in history, but the princes are indeed ordinary!”
"Young Master Fusu, although he is kind and generous and is loved by the people, he is too honest and doesn't know how to be flexible!”
"Being obsessed with Confucianism and mixing with scholars all day long is completely out of touch with reality and difficult to convince the masses!”
"Even if he wins the hearts of the people, I'm afraid he won't be able to fulfill the duties of the emperor!”
"And Young Master Huhai only knows how to have fun and doesn't care about his studies at all!”
"Moreover, Huhai is hot-tempered and naughty. If he becomes the emperor, he will definitely be a tyrant!”
"As for the other princes of His Majesty, they are even more ordinary!”
The First Emperor Ying Zheng was immediately depressed upon hearing this.
This didn't mean that he didn't have a son who could go up.
If he didn't leave the kingdom to his son, then who should he leave it to? Who could become the emperor?
It was simply inconceivable that he had worked so hard to conquer the world, but there was actually no son who could take over.
Young Master Fusu was popular but he couldn't establish his prestige.
Hu Hai, the 18th son, was stubborn and did not think about his studies.
His other sons were just so-so.
Just this? This was his son?
Ying Zheng's mood was originally in the atmosphere, but now, it was directly pressed to the floor.
Looking at Ying Zheng being petrified right in front of him, Qin Xiao seemed to have recalled something.
" One Emperor in a thousand years." Qin Xiao thought of a person, and that was Zhu Yuanzhang.
Qin Xiao said loudly to Ying Zheng.
"Brother Zheng, if you are concerned about national affairs, I have a story to tell!”
"It's said that during the year of the great disaster, there was a young monk who didn't have enough to eat. He relied on a broken bowl and begged everywhere for a living!”
"However, the times create heroes. This little monk actually became the leader of the refugees!”
"The little monk led the starving people to revolt and finally unified the country to achieve hegemony!”
"I wonder if Brother Zheng thinks that this little monk can be considered as the greatest emperor in history!”
Ying Zheng was born in an aristocratic family. Although he had been a hostage in the State of Zhao since he was young, he did not have to worry about food and clothing.
He was Ying Zheng, a great man, and he had never experienced begging for a living with a broken bowl, and finally achieving hegemony.
Hearing this story, Ying Zheng's eyes widened.
"The little monk that Teacher is talking about is too amazing. He was born in a broken bowl, but he can actually become an emperor!”
"Even the current emperor can't do such a thing!”
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