After the celebration banquet, the next step was to deal with post-war matters.

Considering that the Western Qiang tribes lived in the mountains, their gathering places were scattered, and their customs and habits were very different from those in the Central Plains, it was difficult to manage them in a unified manner.

With a wave of his hand, Ying Zheng established it as the Western Qiang Autonomous Region, which was divided into various autonomous counties. Each county had a certain degree of autonomy, but generally followed national policies.

After dealing with political affairs, the next step is to engage in large-scale infrastructure construction.

The first thing to do is to build the road.

As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads. Smooth transportation is not only beneficial for the central government to consolidate its rule over the local areas, but also conducive to strengthening economic and cultural exchanges.

Due to their location in the high-altitude and cold plateau, where arable land resources are scarce, the Qiang people have always lived a semi-nomadic and semi-agricultural life.

The production method is backward and can only maintain basic food and clothing. If a natural disaster occurs, the entire tribe will not have enough food.

This is also the reason why the Qiang people often plundered the people of Qin during the cold winter.

But the advantages of the Xiqiang Autonomous Region are equally significant.

The land resources are rich, the weather is warm and the grasslands are vast, which is very suitable for the development of animal husbandry.

As the Qin Chi Roads broke through the barriers of the mountains, the seeds of advanced civilization were sown, the economy began to sprout, and culture began to spread.

The Qiang people finally saw a prosperous new world where they could have enough food and clothing and live and work in peace and contentment.

Basang was the patriarch of the Qiang tribe of the Qilian lineage.

Because of his outstanding vision and wisdom, when the Qin cavalry came to attack, he took the lead in leading the tribe to surrender, and was thus awarded the position of head of the Western Qiang Autonomous Region.

When infrastructure construction began in full swing, as the highest leader of the autonomous region, it was natural for him to communicate with other counties and exchange experiences in infrastructure construction and economic development.

So, a month later.

Basang led representatives from various tribes to Hexi County.

It is spring now, and lush star grass is everywhere. The former desert has long since turned into a vibrant oasis.

The climate is pleasant and the scenery is beautiful.

As a trade hub on the Silk Road, Hexi County had developed trade and a prosperous economy.

As soon as you enter the magnificent city, you will be overwhelmed by the noisy and lively atmosphere.

Most of the buildings in the city are built of concrete, which is hard, solid, simple and beautiful.

Some of the people in the city make a living by farming and grazing, some work in factories, but in the environment of developed commerce, more people still make a living by doing business.

In the huge city, there are many shops and it is very bustling.

The wide streets are also lined with various stalls, and the novel and exquisite goods are dazzling.

Merchants from all over the place came and went, leading camels, horses and mules. Some went to hotels to rest, some rested at tea stalls, and some did business with vendors in shops.

The sounds of shouting, bargaining, and laughter are endless.

Such a prosperous and bustling scene was a feast for the eyes of the Qiang people, leaving them stunned and amazed.

"What are they wearing? They look light and comfortable, even better than the chief's tiger-skin coat."

"These houses are so big and sturdy. We don't have to worry even if there's a strong wind or heavy rain. Sigh... I wonder if we'll ever be able to live in a nice, big house like this in the future."

"Chief Basang, can I exchange my wolf tooth necklace for that fragrant stone? I want to give it to Dawa, she will definitely like it."

"Wow! What delicious food! Chief Basang, I want to eat it!"

“…”

Basang looked at his tribesmen who had never seen the world, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. He just wanted to stuff their excited mouths with his tiger-skin pants.

He tried hard to suppress the embarrassment rising on his face, maintaining a calm and composed expression, and apologized in broken Central Plains dialect.

"See, smile."

"That's fine. There are many lively and prosperous places in the county. You can visit and learn more."

The diplomat in charge of reception smiled gently and politely, without showing any contempt or arrogance.

The Queen Mother has specifically instructed that friendly exchanges must be maintained to maintain unity and friendship among all ethnic groups in the Qin Dynasty.

The diplomats had kind smiles and sincere attitudes. Basang and others gradually let down their guard and began to observe the new world outside with curiosity.

Efficiently operating steam factories, schools that teach everyone, hospitals that save lives and heal the wounded, convenient banks, a wide variety of shops, and all kinds of new things you've never seen before...

Unlike their hard life in the plateau mountains, the people here don’t have to worry about food and clothing. They work from sunrise to sunset and rest from sunset to sunrise, and their lives are stable and beautiful.

Although they live on the same land, the two sides seem to be completely different civilizations.

A backward era still characterized by slash-and-burn agriculture.

An already prosperous and developed industrial age.

After the visit, the Qiang people were not only shocked but also full of longing for the future.

"Chief Basang, can we live this well in the future?"

"No more fighting wild beasts, no more starvation in the cold winter, and the kids can go to school and learn to read..."

"Wow...if only Amala could go to the hospital for treatment..."

Basang looked around at his tribesmen who were looking expectant, his expression serious and solemn, his old voice sonorous and powerful.

"Yes, we are already the people of the Great Qin. As long as we sincerely follow the great and benevolent Emperor Qin Shi Huang, we will surely live a good life."

The patriarch's firm tone instilled strong confidence in the Qiang people, and their bright eyes were filled with desire for a better life.

The diplomat looked at Basang with some surprise, and a smile of appreciation appeared on his face.

This patriarch is truly a rare and wise man.

"I will convey Chief Basang's sincerity to His Majesty."

"Thank you, sir. Your generosity and kindness will always be remembered by the Qiang people. I hope you will give me more advice in the future."

"Hahaha, no problem, no problem!"

Spring went and autumn came, and half a year passed in a flash. The construction of the Xiqiang Autonomous Region gradually got on track, and everything was moving in a good direction.

Coupled with the good news of a bumper harvest in the golden autumn, the busy atmosphere in Zhangtai Palace was diluted, adding a bit of bright joy.

Ying Zheng read the gratifying progress of the Western Qiang Autonomous Region and the good news of autumn harvest in various places. He was very pleased and his hearty laughter echoed in the solemn palace.

"Hahaha, God bless our Great Qin!"

"The Qin Empire enjoys a long and prosperous reign, and with the wise and powerful Emperor leading us, we will naturally enjoy favorable weather and peaceful conditions."

Ying Zhao sighed sincerely, his pair of phoenix eyes dark and bright, filled with admiration and worship.

He grew up listening to stories about his father's great achievements, and with the influence of his mother, he became his father's number one fanboy.

He had already secretly vowed in his heart that in the future he would become an emperor who dominated the world and shocked the world like his father.

The boy was at the age of dancing with a spoon, and his clear voice became hoarse, and now it seemed a little soft with the tone of admiration and worship.

Ying Zheng looked at the child with his graceful and elegant appearance and felt satisfied. However, on the surface, he still maintained the dignity of a father and scolded him in a stern voice.

"You're already so old, and you're still acting like a spoiled brat. How can you be the dignified and upright prince of a country?"

"Father, I'm not acting like a spoiled child..."