The protagonist travels back to the time when Ying Zheng just ascended the throne. This scoundrel discovers that his strength increases dramatically every year.
Thus, the Great Qin gains a ki...
After the court session, Feng Jie did not delay and returned home to pack his belongings. Escorted by more than a hundred guards, Feng Jie set off, leading his weary entourage from Xianyang City, heading straight for the border of the Qi Kingdom.
Several days later, Feng Jie's escort team finally arrived at Linzi, the capital of Qi. Although Qin had already brought this land under its control, the journey was filled with a heavy sense of sorrow and unease.
"Alas, with the country destroyed and the family ruined, we drift like duckweed."
The carriage stopped at the city gate. Feng Jie leaned out of the carriage and looked at the majestic Linzi city wall in front of him, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes.
In the past, the State of Qi was a powerful state, and at the height of its power, even the State of Qin had to give it some leeway. But now it has been destroyed by the Grand Commandant himself. It is truly a matter of fate.
"We pay our respects to the Grand Master!" The Qin soldiers guarding the city gate rushed forward to pay their respects upon seeing the insignia unique to the Grand Masters of Qin on the carriage.
These words ignited the atmosphere at the gates of Linzi, drawing eager glances from the surrounding former residents of Qi, followed by exclamations of surprise.
"He is a high-ranking official from the Qin state, surely the very same high-ranking official the Grand Commandant spoke of who has come to take charge of governance!"
"They're here, they've finally arrived..."
The city gate of Linzi was immediately filled with noise as countless former citizens of Qi poured out of the streets and alleys, their eyes fixed intently on Feng Jie's carriage.
Feng Jie took in all the noise, a bitter smile appearing on his face. He subconsciously swallowed, knowing that today would be another day where he would have to talk himself hoarse.
All this was because that wicked man, seeking only leisure, had shifted all responsibility onto himself before even reaching Qi, and had even refused to explain or publicize the government's decrees. Along the way, in every city he passed through, people gathered around him, eager to inquire about the policies implemented by Qin.
"Fellow villagers, calm down, you must calm down!" Feng Jie crawled out of the carriage and stood at the door, shouting at the top of his lungs.
He was afraid, he was really afraid of being crushed to death by the excited former citizens of Qi!
Feng Jie took a deep breath, trying to suppress his inner tension, and said in a steady and powerful voice: "I have come here today to promote the new policies of my Qin state. I will personally oversee the situation in Linzi until the new policies are implemented."
The crowd fell silent. An elderly man with white hair slowly stepped forward, his voice hoarse but firm: "My lord, the Grand Commandant once said that Qin was implementing the new policy of 'equalizing land tax and poll tax,' is that...is that true?"
Feng Jie looked at the old man seriously and nodded slightly: "What you say is true, sir. The 'equalization of land tax and poll tax' is a new policy implemented to reduce the burden on the people and optimize land management."
"This policy will redistribute land to ensure that every household has enough arable land, while levying taxes reasonably, which will make people's lives more stable."
Upon hearing Feng Jie's explanation, the surrounding crowd began to whisper among themselves, and then burst into cheers.
"This is wonderful! We finally have our own land!"
The anticipation and cheers of the people converged into a warm force, and the atmosphere in Linzi City suddenly brightened.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Feng Jie felt slightly relieved, but he also knew that the real challenge had just begun. He took a deep breath and continued, "I will implement the new policies as soon as possible. I hope you will all be patient and cooperate!"
Once again, enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted from the crowd.
Just then, Zhang Erhe, who had been sent by the wicked man to greet Feng Jie upon hearing of his arrival, came from afar with his men. Seeing Feng Jie's carriage surrounded by the crowd, he immediately shouted, "Everyone, make way!"
The moment the sound rang out, the people quickly made way for it.
Zhang Erhe strode towards the carriage, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Doctor Feng, the Grand Commandant has sent me to greet you. Please!"
Feng Jie nodded slightly, glanced at the still somewhat excited people, and smiled, "Gentlemen, I will issue a proclamation in the next few days, please wait patiently!"
After saying that, he bent down and went back into the carriage.
The coachman cracked his whip, and the carriage continued to move slowly forward, following Zhang Erhe toward the Prime Minister's residence located to the side of the palace.
Zhang Erhe led Feng Jie's carriage to a steady stop in front of the Prime Minister's residence. The mansion was magnificent, with carved beams and painted rafters, showing the former glory of the State of Qi.
The two got out of the car together and entered the spacious hall of the mansion.
Inside the hall, the wicked husband and Wang Jian had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing Feng Jie arrive, they burst into laughter, "Feng Jie, you've finally arrived!"
Having not seen each other for a long time, Feng Jie was particularly happy, and said with a smile, "Greetings, Grand Commandant, General. It's been so long, Feng Jie has missed you dearly!"
Wang Jian couldn't help but tease, "Dr. Feng, you must have worn your lips out from talking all this way, right?"
In fact, from the day Feng Jie stepped into the land of Qi, he was essentially right under the noses of E Fu and Wang Jian. Wherever he went, what he said, and what he did were all recorded by scouts and reported to the two of them.
Upon hearing this, Feng Jie raised an eyebrow, his face turning ashen, and he angrily retorted, "You still have the nerve to say that? You two are clearly right here, so why can't you post a notice instead of making me waste my breath explaining?"
Recalling the blisters from talking all the way here, Feng Jie was burning with rage, wishing he could strangle these two lazybones in front of him.
"Hey, Doctor Feng, you've misunderstood!" the wicked man said, feigning seriousness. "Everyone has their own duties. As military men, we should be in charge of military and political affairs. How can we talk nonsense about new policies? We should wait for Doctor Feng, a civil official who is well-versed in government policies, to come and settle things."
When it comes to twisted logic and heresy, the wicked man has one set after another. Knowing he was no match for him, Feng Jie waved his hand in frustration, "Alright, we're all on the same side, this is a bit hypocritical!"
The three of them joked with each other as they took their seats. A maid quickly brought out wine, fruit, and other refreshments and placed them on the table.
"Serve the food!" the wicked husband commanded, and the maids responded in unison.
Seeing this, Feng Jie's anger subsided considerably, and he snorted, "At least you have some conscience, knowing to prepare wine and food in advance."
The wicked man smiled slyly, raised his cup and said, "Old Feng, the General and I are busy devising a plan to destroy the Yan Kingdom, so we really can't spare the energy. Please don't be angry."
"Besides... if this is done well, it will be recorded in history and local chronicles, and will be passed down through the ages. Isn't that exactly what you want?"
Feng Jie gave him a cold look, seemingly still angry, but his lips were twitching wildly, barely able to contain his rage.
Wang Jian tapped the table lightly and said sarcastically, "Wang Wan had previously sent a private message, wanting the Grand Commandant to nominate him to come and take charge of Linzi. The Grand Commandant didn't even think about it, saying that he must give the opportunity to Feng Jie..."
After being swayed by the two men, Feng Jie's expression finally brightened. He raised his hand, chuckled, and toasted, "Thank you, Grand Commandant. That old bastard Wang Wan actually tried to steal my man. When I return to court, I'll impeach him until he's dead!"