Transmigrating to Great Qin, Zhao Qingrui found herself with land and money at home, and a cheat system. To avoid becoming cannon fodder in chaotic times, she brought her father to recruit soldiers...
When she returned to Xuanyi Palace, Zhao Gao came with some people. These were the people who delivered those things to her.
Seeing so many things being sent over, Zhao Qingrui already felt the heavy fatherly love.
"Your Highness, I still have something to deliver to Princess Yin Man and the others, so I won't bother you any more." Zhao Gao said respectfully. The things His Majesty sent to the little princess were almost as much as those sent to all the princes and princesses.
"Well, go ahead." Zhao Qingrui nodded.
Turning to Chunxi, he said, "Have someone put these things in order and record them carefully."
"Don't worry, Your Highness." Chunxi said hurriedly. With so many things to do, there really couldn't be any mistakes.
All these things were put into Zhao Qingrui's small warehouse.
In fact, Ying Zheng has given her a lot of good things over the years, and she has also had everything that other princes and princesses have.
After returning to Xianyang, Ying Zheng, feeling guilty, would occasionally select some good things from his private storehouse and send them to Zhao Qingrui.
It can be said that Zhao Qingrui is now definitely the richest among all the princes and princesses.
Seeing Chunxi busy and diligent, Zhao Qingrui smiled. This girl has a simple mind. After returning to Xianyang, she sometimes wondered whether she was suitable for life in Xianyang.
Chunxi is two years older than her. If she meets the right person, she should marry her off as soon as possible, Zhao Qingrui thought.
Zhao Qingrui had originally planned to go see Zhang Liang, but she put it on hold. Knowing that Zhang Liang's wife and children were staying quietly in the palace, Zhao Qingrui no longer had to worry.
After the morning court session ended the next day, Li Si and his entourage were called to the Zhangtai Palace.
"I called you all here today to discuss the issue of corvée labor. Qingrui's idea is to use work in lieu of relief. Now there is some grain in the national treasury." Ying Zheng sat at the top and looked at the few people. These people were all important officials in the court and people he trusted.
"Your Highness, how do you plan to implement this work-for-relief policy?" Feng Quji looked at Zhao Qingrui.
"The people of the Qin Dynasty are suffering. It is impossible for the court to directly distribute millet to feed everyone. Only by giving can there be a reward. This year's corvée labor has been postponed. I want to change the corvée labor system. The service is entirely voluntary. The court will provide millet, and each person can get a certain amount of millet or silver for performing corvée labor. In this way, there will definitely be many people willing to serve." Zhao Qingrui said seriously.
"If all settlements are made with millet and silver, it will be too much of a burden on the court." Li Si frowned. The court finally had some money and grain, but now they had to use it to pay for corvee labor. It was not that he did not care about the people, but money and grain were needed everywhere in the Qin Dynasty.
"What Prime Minister Li said makes sense. Your Highness's concern for the people is a blessing for the Qin Dynasty. However, many other places in the Qin Dynasty also need a large amount of money and food." Feng Quji agreed with Li Si on this point.
In the past, it was already very good to be able to have enough to eat while doing labor service. There was no need to give money or food, but we still got through it well.
"Everyone, what do you think is the most important thing for a country?" Zhao Qingrui also cared about their rebuttal, which was expected.
"Your Highness, it's the king. The king is the core of a country. The king coordinates and manages a country. Only the king's orders can make a country run quickly." Feng Jie said seriously.
The others obviously agreed. At least in Daqin, His Majesty is the Lord.
"It's the common people. Mencius said, 'The people are the most important, the country is second, and the king is the least important.'" Meng Yi pondered for a moment and said, as one of the people who watched Zhao Qingrui grow up, Meng Yi knew Zhao Qingrui's thoughts better. She really cared about those common people.
"Uncle Meng is right. The most important thing for a country is its people. The Book of History says: The people are the foundation of the country. A solid foundation brings peace to the country." Zhao Qingrui spoke eloquently. Although those Confucianists were a little annoying, Confucianism also had many classic ideas worth learning.
Feng Jie and his companions believed that individual citizens were less important than the monarch, and there was nothing wrong with that.
"The monarch and the altar can be replaced, but the people cannot be replaced. No dynasty can last forever."
Zhao Qingrui's words made several people shudder. Why was he talking about changing dynasties? They secretly looked at the emperor at the top of the table. His Majesty was not angry, so it was okay.
Only Meng Yi remained calm. As one of the few people who knew that the little princess was brave, he had even seen her rebellion plan.
"There are so many people in the Qin Dynasty. If all the labor service is settled with money and grain, the national treasury may not be able to support the consumption." His Majesty's expression did not change much, and he seemed to let the little princess make the decision. Feng Quji sighed in his heart and asked seriously.
"We should collect more grain and store it during this period. In more than a month, the sweet potato leaves in Shanglinyuan will be ripe, which will definitely greatly alleviate the current situation. Moreover, the sellers of refined salt have been determined, so the court will have a steady stream of income. Prime Minister Feng does not need to worry too much." Zhao Qingrui said after some calculation.
Stockpiling food was also Ying Zheng's idea. Stockpiling more food would allow him to conquer tribes like the Xiongnu and Yuezhi when the time came.
"I called you all here today to discuss how much money and food should be given to each commoner, and how to arrange corvee labor." Zhao Qingrui looked at them. She just wanted to come up with an idea. The detailed plan still needed these professionals to come up with it.
"There are at least three million people who need labor service every year. Excluding prisoners of war and criminals, there are more than one million people who are required to perform labor service from the people. With so many people, if we calculate one bushel of millet per person, the grain confiscated by the Qin Dynasty can withstand the consumption." Li Si calculated in his mind.
During the Qin and Han Dynasties, one dou of wheat weighed 2.7 jin. Zhao Qingrui looked a little unhappy. Such a small amount of food would only be enough for a few meals in modern times.
"One dou of rice is too little." Zhao Qingrui frowned.
"If we settle with silver and money, the price of grain in the market will probably go up again." Meng Yi said worriedly.
"How much silver will be used for settlement? How about one hundred and a half ounces?" Zhao Qingrui looked at Li Si.
"One hundred is too much. Thirty Qin Banliang at most. At that time, in the name of the court, merchants will not be allowed to raise the price of grain." Li Si shook his head. You know, the price of grain in the Qin Dynasty is not high. One dou of rice only costs three Qin Banliang. Thirty Qin Banliang is enough to buy some grain.
Zhao Qingrui pursed her lips. She knew that what Li Si said was right, but she still felt a little uncomfortable.
Money is expensive in the Qin Dynasty. She didn't feel it in Xianyang, but she could feel it when she was at Jingshui Pavilion.
When we have money in the future, the price of the official newspaper will have to be lowered. One newspaper can buy a bushel of rice.
Only those who manage the household know how expensive firewood and rice are. We must find ways to improve the economy of Daqin. Money is only money when it flows.
She wanted to do something for the people, but she was powerless.