Until Ying Cheng entered Dalu Mansion, no one standing in front of the stone tablet had any intention of leaving.
It's as if the words on the stone tablet have magic power.
The eyes of these people were deeply attracted.
"Words to awaken the world!"
Even Wushi Luo and Hu Xiu, who were businessmen, were deeply shocked by the words on the stone tablet.
Wu Shiluo: "I seem to be immersed in a world that exists in delusion, a prosperous and prosperous age without war!"
"Where, I found the end of our merchants!"
Hu Xiu: "Yes, the peaceful and prosperous age is the beginning of our miracles!"
However.
It's not just these businessmen.
Gongshu Qiu couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Why, in a strong empire and a peaceful and prosperous era, everything in the world comes from craftsmen. The status of craftsmen is really too important."
Shu Suntong said to himself: "The real peaceful and prosperous age is not the prosperous age of my Confucianism!"
One after another, the important ministers murmured incessantly, as if they suddenly had a longed-for world.
"Hahaha..." Li Zhan laughed arrogantly, swung his arms and stepped onto the steps into Dalu Mansion, saying:
"No matter what era it is, the existence of law cannot be avoided."
"This is not a lawless world!"
"People's minds change, and no matter where they are, they ignore the justice and severity of the law, then it must not be called a peaceful and prosperous age!"
Disappointed by Li Zhan's arrogance, everyone who was immersed in the contents of the stone tablet shook their heads happily.
The dream is very happy, but the present world is very skinny.
Although they were attracted by the dream and vision that suddenly appeared, everyone returned to the present world.
It's this cold reality.
Without the government, businessmen have no place to survive.
In the government, craftsmen have no status at all.
In this world of complex rights, the peaceful and prosperous age is too...far away from this world!
slowly.
One or two people shook their heads and walked away from the stone monument and walked into Dalu Mansion.
Three, four, eight, ten... more and more people are leaving in front of the stone monument.
Shusun Tong sighed, shook his head and was the last to leave the stone monument.
The beautiful world in the dream is far away from Daqin.
moment.
The front hall of Dalu Mansion was densely packed with people.
The layout of Dalu Mansion at this time has undergone great changes compared to before.
Originally, there were short tables on both sides of the front hall, requiring people to sit cross-legged.
But at this time.
The front hall turned into long tables half waist high.
The seats have also been transformed into brand new chairs with cotton pads on them.
"Everyone, please take a seat!" Li Zhan was more like a little follower now, while Ying Cheng sat quietly at the front seat, not moving at all.
Li Zhan took command at the scene, which was the responsibility of the Grand Historian of Dalu Prefecture.
"There are eleven areas, all of which are assigned to you."
"The Ten Principles of the Qin Law, the standards for the three classes and nine streams and etiquette."
"Tingwei's people should go to the Criminal Law, those who are in charge of millet history should go to the Agricultural Law, Shaofu's people should go to the Industrial Law, Fengchang should go to the Education Law, Brother Zhang, you go to the Third and Ninth Class
Sit over there."
"The Department of Supervision goes to Litigation and Non-litigation Procedure Law!"
Many officials who originally wanted to come in to listen to Ying Cheng's teachings saw Li Zhan giving random orders in the main hall and Ying Cheng was not moving at all. They knew what he meant and looked around obediently.
Sure enough, there were signs hanging on the long tables in various places in the hall.
Industrial law, agricultural law, educational law, commercial law, military law, administrative law, criminal law, litigation and non-litigation procedure law, external law, and maritime territorial law.
The ten principles of Qin law!
The standards of the third level and the ninth level and etiquette are within one area.
No more questions.
Many officials quickly took their seats.
The crowd, which seemed so dark and crowded, took their seats, leaving the front hall empty again.
Only Young Master Huai and others were left standing in the center of the front hall.
"Um, is this going to finalize legislation?"
Wu Shiluo, Hu Xiu, and Zhuo Cheng were sitting at the same table, right next to each other. Wu Shiluo looked at the tabletop which was so clean that there was no foreign matter at all, and couldn't help but murmur.
"Without legislation, do you think you, the sheep trader, can enter Dalu Mansion?"
Hu Xiu was graceful and gorgeous, but her words were not polite at all.
Wu Shiluo was not angry at all. He wiped the table with his hand and raised his hand and whispered: "The table is quite clean, but this legislation must be written and revised over and over again."
"Look at this table. Recently, Fengchang's side, uh, no, Zhi Su Nei Shi's side didn't order a large number of bamboo books from you?"
"You, the Hu family, control seven percent of the world's bamboo albums. We need to legislate for this, and I'm afraid we won't be able to handle each ten thousand kilograms of bamboo albums!"
Seeing that Hu Xiu frowned and did not answer, Wu Shiluo continued to murmur strangely: "Is it possible that we need to use silk books? No, when did we in Great Qin become so extravagant?"
"Even if it's your cost price, it's impossible to support it by inflating it and revising it back and forth. Each silk book costs ten thousand gold."
"When the time comes to copy the world, it's unimaginable. I'm afraid you and the Hu family can't support it alone. How about we, the Wushi, help you bear some of the burden."
Hu Xiu finally couldn't help it anymore, and turned his head angrily: "The military and horse business cannot satisfy Wushi's ambition. I will give you the silk book business. Do you dare to take it?"
Wu Shiluo was not angry, but instead smiled and whispered: "So, you haven't received the order, which is strange. Could it be that the treasury is divided under Zhisu Neishi's sect and needs to be re-divided."
"Impossible!" Zhuo Cheng couldn't help but interrupt the topic.
Hu Xiu stared at the empty table in front of her without saying a word, her heart beating uneasily.
The Hu family has always had a close relationship with the Treasury Department. Including bamboo books, the Treasury Department will give them the Hu family's quota on a monthly basis.
However, the legislation issue is urgent and changes every day in just a few days. However, no matter what, legislation requires a large number of books, and the order size must be doubled at least.
Especially the bamboo book cannot be completed overnight.
It should be a very urgent order.
But she didn't receive any news in this regard.
The same goes for Epang Palace. Although there is a lot of wood coming in and out, there are no bamboo poles, so there shouldn't be any new supply.
Hu Xiu couldn't help but raise his head and stare at the square, heroic yet unfathomable Ying Cheng sitting at the head.
I just felt uneasy.
There were many officials in the hall who had the same doubts as Wushi Luo, but no one said it directly, they just held the doubts in their hearts.
Legislation, how can we legislate without a bamboo book?
There are eighteen kinds of Qin law, covering various industries. The bamboo slips alone fill a room.
And now, the table is there.
But there is no bamboo book, no pen and ink, how to legislate.
It won’t be that the wind is loud and the raindrops are light. Let them dictate it!
What is the difference between this and empty talk?