"This, Your Majesty, is actually just a house on fire in Bieyuan."
"The fire was not that big and no one was injured."
Zhang Han replied quickly.
This made the First Emperor feel strange, and he once again looked outside the palace wall from a distance.
He even suspected that Zhang Han had told lies to him.
"Can a house on fire cause such a big noise?" The First Emperor didn't believe it.
"Your Majesty, it seems that the reason why there was such a big movement was not caused by the burning of the house, but by kerosene."
Zhang Han himself did not investigate clearly, and he had no way of investigating and replied:
"According to the intensity of the fire, if it cannot burn, there will probably be at least more than 500 kilograms of kerosene, and there will be more than a hundred kilograms of grease in it."
"But what makes me wonder is that the burning place is Dalu Ling's study!"
The First Emperor, who was originally mumbling and depressed, suddenly stared at Zhang Han with serious eyes:
"Kerosene is not an ordinary thing. Except for lamp oil, who would put so much kerosene in his study?"
Zhang Han hesitated for a moment, then said: "Unless you want to wipe out something with fire."
"This is just Weichen's speculation without any evidence."
The First Emperor hit his head with a headache and asked: "Was Guo Huaiyi present during the whole process?"
Zhang Han said quickly: "Guo Xiaowei, Pang Cheng, Tian Fu, Zhong Liang and Da Luling came out of the study together, carrying an iron box, which was already on fire when they came out."
"There's nothing that can make me worry. Okay, let's go down." The First Emperor waved his hand.
Zhang Han quickly resigned, and the First Emperor looked at the thick black smoke in distress.
Just like the bad mood of the First Emperor at this time.
However.
When the First Emperor was still worried about this matter.
Not knowing at all.
Worse things are still being created.
The four major captains, Guo Huaiyi, Pang Cheng, Tian Fu, and Zhong Liang, are really letting go of their arms this time and are ready to fight with Ying Cheng.
Return to the west camp of the garrison.
"Sir, if you want to quickly relocate the people along the Zao River, forceful eviction is not the only way."
While Pang Cheng and the others were gathering troops and horses, Guo Huaiyi thought about it and then came up with a plan for Ying Cheng.
"Don't tell me about mobilizing the government. Such a big movement must be discussed in the morning, and an edict must be issued to Xianyang before mobilization. This process is very troublesome."
Ying Cheng shook his head decisively. He couldn't think of any other way besides this method to relocate tens of thousands of people in an honest and reasonable manner.
Guo Huaiyi also shook his head and asked tentatively with a slight hesitation: "I'm sorry for the offence. Maybe I feel wrong."
"I don't know why, but I feel that the young master seems to have a strong sense of rejection towards the imperial court."
"Similar to the relocation of the people, the young master seems to have never considered the power of the people under our rule, Da Qin, to have faith in the government of Da Qin."
"Especially, as the eldest grandson of the Young Master, it seems that he has not considered using a method that can be done without spending a single soldier!"
"What, method?" Ying Cheng stared at Guo Huaiyi in confusion.
Automatically ignore Guo Huaiyi's stupid doubts.
He didn't know if there was any other way to do it that didn't require him to spend a single soldier.
Guo Huaiyi hesitated for a moment, and he didn't know whether he should come up with this idea.
but.
This idea is not a good idea, but it is definitely much better than Ying Cheng ordering troops to drive away the people.
"Perhaps, His Highness only needs to summon the heads of nearby villages, clan elders, stingy men, etc., in the name of the eldest grandson of Great Qin, to have all nearby villagers move out, and inform them of the benefits...
I finally believe that this place will be empty in less than three days."
Ying Cheng glanced at Guo Huaiyi sideways and even thought it was a joke.
What a joke.
Just one sentence from him can mobilize tens of thousands of people to migrate voluntarily.
How can this be.
Think about the relocated households in later generations, even if they were given tens of millions, they would still have a fixed household.
What's more, he did stand-up comedy and talked on the phone.
"Young Master doesn't think it's trustworthy. Why don't you try it yourself?"
Guo Huaiyi could see Ying Cheng's obvious doubts.
But actually.
This once again confirmed his doubts.
This eldest grandson had no trust in the authority of the Qin government.
Moreover, because I am young and have not been exposed to many things, my understanding of Da Qin is far from enough!
"Then, go and try?" Ying Cheng hesitated this time.
But Ying Cheng is not a sloppy person, "Just give it a try!"
Seeing that Ying Cheng had listened to his suggestion, Guo Huaiyi immediately gave the order to the deputy general:
"In the name of the eldest son's mansion, the eldest grandson of Da Qin Dynasty, and the Dalu mansion, beat the gong and summon the heads of nearby villages, clan elders, and stingy husbands to Zaohe Bridge to discuss matters."
Suddenly.
Groups of black armored guards rode fast horses and galloped towards the countryside near Zaohe Bridge.
And Ying Cheng also walked towards Zaohe Bridge.
A moment of effort.
Ying Cheng only heard the sound of gongs banging everywhere nearby.
There was a buzzing sound.
Zaohe Bridge is a pontoon bridge connected by ropes, either iron locks or hemp ropes.
It feels like it's shaking when you walk on it.
Ying Cheng felt that he should avoid walking on this bridge in the future.
Even if you want to leave, you have to wait until the cable bridge comes out before leaving.
It was really too dangerous, and he felt that the rope was about to snap.
but.
No one cares about Ying Cheng's worries.
Ying Cheng's focus was quickly shifted.
Amidst the sound of gongs, Yingcheng saw teams rolling in one after another on dirt roads.
One hundred households are in one li, ten li are in one pavilion, and ten pavilions are a township.
There are three elders in the countryside, one is a stingy husband, and the other is a wanderer.
There are Shiwu organizations under it, Shijia is one Shijiang, and Wu is Wujia and Wujiang.
Such rural officials can be appointed directly from the local area, elected by the people, and have salary and rank.
The local stingy husband is a minor official and his monthly salary is 720 yuan.
Under him are assistants such as Tian Shifu, Cang Shifu, Ting Shifu, etc., whose salaries are equal to six hundred coins.
Among them, there are also official stingy people, county stingy people, big stingy people, etc.
This is an official position such as the county magistrate, which has great power. It is also called the head of the village, the chief of the pavilion, etc.
The three elders are in charge of enlightenment, and the tour leader is in charge of patrolling and arresting.
However, due to the national policy of farming and war, most of these official positions were held by people with high prestige in the countryside and high military merits and titles.
Guo Huaiyi had previously advised him, and it was not nonsense that there were people who paid homage to the First Emperor when he went to the countryside.
"Why are you a little kid? Little kid, you are the eldest grandson of His Majesty the First Emperor."
The person who came to Ying Cheng was a one-armed old man. He wasn't as skinny as a stick, but he wasn't much better either.
The clothes he wore were not very good, just coarse cloth clothes.
According to Guo Huaiyi's instructions, Ying Cheng introduced himself:
"Well, my name is Ying Cheng. I am clearly the eldest grandson of His Majesty, the eldest son of the eldest son Fusu, and now I am the Dalu Ling of Dalu Palace in Daqin."
"Who is the old gentleman?"
"Oh, I'm so blind that I don't recognize your majesty's eldest grandson."
The one-armed old man spoke an old Qin voice and knelt down on the ground with a whooshing sound. He raised his head and grinned without any fear:
"I am the owner of eight villages within ten miles of Zaohe River. I am blind and want to pay my respects to this... His Majesty's grandson."
This was because Ying Cheng was blind. He really thought that the one-armed old man in front of him was the village owner.
Ying Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man get up and said: "Old sir, get up quickly."
"No, no, no, our body is still strong!" the one-armed village master said, and stood up before Ying Cheng came forward.
"But let me tell you, His Majesty's grandson, what's the matter with summoning us here in Zaohe Township?"
"Just say it, as long as we can do it, we will definitely do it."
"His Majesty treats us well. He even came to see me last year. His Majesty's grandson wants to do something, so we must cooperate."
The one-armed village owner said cheerfully.
Sashi, who followed behind him, and the villagers also agreed one by one.
"Yes, sir, I was still at home breastfeeding my child, so I came here in a hurry. Please tell me quickly."
"It's okay, it's okay. We're not in a hurry. There's nothing going on in this winter. It's good to brag here."
"You're a coward. The officials are busy, so I hear you acting nonsense here."
"Shut up, everyone, and listen to what His Majesty's grandson has to say. If you make any more noise, go back to me."
…
Looking at this scene, one can't help but feel sympathy. These are a group of simple and honest people of Great Qin.
It’s also hard to understand.
At first glance, it's almost impossible to see a complete man.
This made Ying Cheng couldn't help but feel sad from the bottom of his heart.
Yellow-black complexion, rough skin, sincere and fiery eyes.
But it is difficult to see on the faces of these people the sadness of living in such a difficult environment.
