Chapter 137 Ying Quliang deployed his forces, and Wei Yang was appointed guest minister.
After the discussion was over, everyone left one by one, leaving only Che Mo and Xiang Lidu. Huang turned to them and said, "Regarding the matter of the Chamber of Commerce, I have two plans here."
“One of them can be done with the current manpower of the Chamber of Commerce.
The other kind requires craftsmen.”
"So, the Chamber of Commerce launched the first plan, in which all participants were die-hards, and the secret recipe must not be revealed."
"At the same time, Xiangli can summon the craftsmen he knows, including some Mohist disciples, people from the Gongshu family, and craftsmen who are good at manufacturing."
"What I require of them is ability and loyalty..."
Xianglidu nodded, took the bamboo slip from Huang's hand, opened it and took a look, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Master, this saltpeter is used to make ice? Did you try it in Song Dynasty?"
"Um."
Regarding this matter, Huang did not hide anything. After all, Xianglidu was also collecting saltpeter at that time: "There is a complete production process on the bamboo slips. It is very simple and easy."
"It's just that this kind of business can only be done in summer and autumn. It just relieves the pressure on the chamber of commerce."
"Similarly, because the production is too simple, even if we keep it secret, along with the consumption of raw materials, sooner or later someone will discover it and make it."
"so,
While promoting saltpeter ice making, craftsmen are gathered to start the second plan to ensure the normal development of the chamber of commerce."
Xianglidu handed the first bamboo slip to Chemo,
Then silently opened the second copy,
I couldn't help but be surprised.
Although there is no detailed production process in the second copy, Huang describes a great vision. Once it is produced, the Sun Chamber of Commerce will no longer be short of money and food.
Take glutinous rice instead and make sugar in the Central Plains.
When he finished reading it, he couldn't help but look at Huang. He was shocked. Even a descendant of the Mohist family was not so powerful.
At this moment, I finally understood why Huang must recruit Mohist disciples, people from Gongshu family, or some top craftsmen.
This kind of thing cannot be done by ordinary craftsmen.
After being silent for a while, Xiang Lidu smiled bitterly: "Master, our relationship with the Mohist family is on the same level. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Mohist children to come."
"Even if I go to ask my father for help, I won't succeed..."
Casting a glance at Xiang Lidu, Huang chuckled: "Member of the Mohist family, this is just an example to let you understand the requirements for craftsmen."
"You talk to the Gongshu family,
Forget it about the Mo family, even if they come, I won’t be relieved."
"promise."
After arranging all this, Huang looked deeply, now the most troublesome thing is the dispute with the Mo family.
Under the moonlight, Huang raised his eyes to look at the sky.
He was thinking about what his pursuit was when he came to the Warring States Period, whether it was necessary to join Mohism, and whether it was a journey he must take.
"What, are you worried?" Under the moonlight, Ji Linglong danced, dressed in red and pouring wine, while Feng Zheng sat down and said.
"Not really."
Huang turned around and glanced at Feng Zheng, smiling bitterly: "I was just thinking about the Mo family and what I want..."
At this time, Huang was a little confused. He wanted to follow the path of a martial artist, but he cherished his life. He didn't want to go into officialdom, but he was deeply bound to the Qin State.
After taking a sip of wine, Feng Zheng said meaningfully: "You are just too stressed, too curious, and know too many secrets. This makes you feel huge pressure and makes you feel insignificant."
"It is precisely because of this that you have doubts about your choice."
When Feng Zheng saw Huang looking over, he couldn't help but chuckle and said: "You have to know that staying alive is the key to everything, and cherishing life is the mentality of a normal person."
"In a sense, on the land of the Central Plains, your choice is not wrong. If you want to go too far in martial arts, you have to go too far in practice, unless you are attached to a powerful family, just like the ancient clans. Or just like you."
"Obviously, the latter has greater freedom..."
Feng Zheng's words made Huang suddenly realize.
The entanglement in his heart disappeared in an instant. At this moment, Huang Jing's energy and spirit reached a breakthrough. He had a special understanding and his own cultivation reached the critical level.
Only half a step away is the late stage of Anjin.
"Thank you very much, Old Man Feng."
Huang's face improved, a smile appeared, and he drank the wine filled by Hong Yi in one gulp: "Old man Feng, please clean up. I'll tell you, let's go into Shennong Mountain, see the headquarters of the Mo family, and see the old man." Mozi, the sage of this generation."
"Ha ha......"
A loud laugh came and Feng Zheng nodded.
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The next day.
Huang got up early in the morning. Since he had to attend the court meeting, he simply stood at the zhanzhuang, warmed up, washed up, and came to Yueyang Palace.
Since Ying Quliang clearly informed the court and the public that today was the day to make arrangements for the scholars, the civil and military officials who came to the court were relatively complete, and basically all arrived.
"Your Majesty."
Huang walked into the political hall, gestured to Ying Quliang, and then nodded to Ying Qian.
"National Master." Ying Quliang and Ying Qian nodded.
"I have met the Imperial Master." At this moment, Jingjian and Zi Cheying both bowed to Huang Jian.
Although they are familiar with each other, the court meeting is a formal occasion, so Qin must treat them politely.
"Internal history, Weiwei!" Huang responded with a smile.
"Everyone, it has been a year since the imperial court issued the order to seek talents. All of you scholars who entered the Qin Dynasty also visited the Qin Dynasty in March, and each submitted a statement. I also read them one by one."
"Today I gather you all to decide whether the scholars who join the Qin Dynasty will stay or go!"
Having said this, Ying Quliang glanced at Uncle Hei. Uncle Hei stood on the next step, opened his bamboo slips and said: "Jun's letter: Based on the talents of the scholars who enter the Qin Dynasty, the scholars who are retained in the recruitment hall, Wang Shi was appointed as the commander of Yueyang, and the former commander of Yueyang, General Zi'an, returned to the army."
"The rest of the scholars will be issued administrative orders by the Political Affairs Hall and serve as county governors and county magistrates..."
After this emperor's letter came out, the civil and military expressions of the Manchu Dynasty did not change, and they became a little confused. At this time, the county was more important than the county, the county magistrate had a higher title than the county governor, and it belonged to the highest local government office directly under the national government.
At this time, the Qin State, except for the establishment of counties in the Rongdi area of Longxi and the desolate areas in the north, the entire hinterland was governed by counties instead of counties.
At this time, the county governors and magistrates were all under the control of military and political affairs and belonged to the princes and officials of one party.
At this time, the officials were a little restless, but they were suppressed by Qianlong Du Zhi and others. What they cared about was not these people, but Wei Yang who had a deep conversation with Ying Quliang.
After all, Ying Quliang only granted officials, not titles, to the scholars who entered the Qin Dynasty. In a big country, without titles, they were temporary officials who had not yet entered the true upper class.
Once deposed, he is still a civilian.
All they care about is Wei Yang, and they don't want to have a quarrel with Ying Quliang as long as it's not their fundamental interests.
Uncle Hei's voice continued: "I worship Wei Yang as the guest minister of Qin, and I will give you a mansion with two entrances to the courtyard!"