After visiting Wang Jian, it was already very late when I returned to Xuanyi Palace, and Yin Man had already gone back.

Zhao Qingrui held a black pill in her hand. She felt that pills were more reliable than potions.

But how can Wang Jian take this pill?

After holding his head and thinking for a while, Zhao Qingrui made a decision in his heart and decided to borrow the name of his old immortal master.

I bought a small porcelain bottle and put the pills in it.

Early the next morning, Zhao Qingrui was woken up by someone. Xiang Liang and his men were all captured. There were many people in Xianyang who were short of money, especially a hundred gold coins. Even many nobles were tempted.

Looking at the people who were arrested, they looked very embarrassed.

Zhao Qingrui watched quietly, her expression unchanged. The misery of these people did not arouse any sympathy in her.

These people are poisonous snakes hiding in the dark. As long as they get the chance, they will want to destroy the stability of the Qin Dynasty.

"Tyrannical Qin, you will not die a good death." Xiang Liang roared hatredly.

"Oh, they are just prisoners. I have already sent people to arrest the Xiang clan members. I want your Xiang clan to completely disappear from this land." Ying Zheng sneered. He could tolerate the remnants of the six kingdoms to exist in the Qin Dynasty, but he could not tolerate them making trouble again and again.

"Come here, drag these people away and draw them to pieces." Ying Zheng said coldly.

Xiang Liang and the others were gagged and dragged away. The Qilin Hall was as quiet as a chicken and no one dared to speak.

His Majesty's temper has been restrained a lot in recent years, but today he rarely loses his temper. His Majesty's aura still makes them tremble even though they are far away.

"Marquis Tongwu Wang Ben captured the remnants of the Chu State and recovered the losses, but he failed to supervise them properly, so he will be fined one year's salary." Ying Zheng was not prepared to impose too much punishment. Wang Ben did not commit any major mistakes, and the Qin Dynasty still needed Wang Ben.

"I accept the punishment. Thank you, Your Majesty." Wang Ben said respectfully.

"Well, please stand up." Ying Zheng nodded lightly.

"What else is going on today?" Ying Zheng asked the officials below.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report." An official stood up.

"allow."

"Your Majesty, the house in the palace is almost completed. I wonder what your Majesty will order next?" the official bowed.

"Qingrui." Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Qingrui. She was planning to move the capital of Qiandu in Xianyang there and replan Xianyang. It would be better to let Zhao Qingrui handle this matter.

"Yes, father, since the construction in the suburbs has been almost completed, I need to go and take a closer look in a few days, and then make subsequent plans after that." Zhao Qingrui said seriously.

Relocating the people there was a big problem. The imperial court had money, but paying for the demolition was also a big problem.

There was also an old man watching from the side, who was already preparing to attack the Huns.

She naturally agreed to go to war, especially to fight the Huns, but even if the court wanted to make money, it would be too late because money was needed everywhere in the court.

Fortunately, taxes are starting to increase now, otherwise, with all the mess she made before, it would be impossible for her to deal with these things again.

He talked about some other things, but Zhao Qingrui didn't have much interest in listening. She just wanted to see how much money was left in the national treasury. After deducting her father's military pay and the running of the court, she wanted to see how much money was available for use.

Seeing that his daughter was a little distracted, Ying Zheng saw that there was nothing important in the court meeting, so he left the court directly.

"What are you thinking about? You were distracted during the court meeting." Ying Zheng said softly.

"I'm thinking about the national treasury. Father, let's go and see how much money is left in the treasury." As he said this, he was about to pull Ying Zheng towards Zhisunei.

"What's the point of looking at the national treasury?" Ying Zheng asked in surprise.

"Father, if you want to get the capital of Qian to move to Xianyang or replan Xianyang, which one doesn't cost money? Just let's say you want those people to move, you need a plan. It won't work if you force them to move directly. You can see that there are still many remnants of the six kingdoms hiding there, and they will take the opportunity to discredit you." Zhao Qingrui said helplessly.

"I have a headache. Let's go see a doctor first." After hearing his daughter's words, Ying Zheng only heard two words from them: asking for money.

As soon as he mentioned asking for money, he felt uncomfortable. He wanted to fight the Huns, and his daughter couldn't make things too much trouble, leaving him with no money for the war.

His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to the Zhisuli in person, and Su Ling hurriedly led the officials of the Zhisuli to kowtow.

"No need to be so polite. I'm here to take a look at the treasury account books. Lord Su, please come out and let me see." Zhao Qingrui had no intention of admiring the handsome man at the moment.

Now it is almost the end of the year, and it is time for the autumn harvest. Once the grain is harvested, the national treasury will be much fuller.

"Yes." Su Ling was stunned for a moment, then quickly ordered someone to bring out the account book.

A large amount of grain has been stored in the national treasury, which is enough to support the court's consumption and even has surplus.

"Your Majesty, it's time to pay taxes again. I'm afraid there isn't enough space in the treasury to store grain. I would like to ask Your Majesty to build a few more granaries." Su Ling said respectfully.

"Building another granary? Take my handwritten order and go find the Minister of Works and ask him to find some people to build the granary." Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then he became happy.

As long as we have plenty of food, we won’t have to worry about disasters in the future.

Zhao Qingrui, who was flipping through a book, looked up and said, "It would be a good thing if we could collect a large amount of grain. The tax revenue also shows that the people of Daqin are getting better and better. Father, do you have any plans for these taxes?"

"The plan, of course, is to store it in case of disaster, and at the same time adjust the price of grain in the market. What are your plans?" Ying Zheng pondered. Since his daughter mentioned this matter, she must have some other ideas.

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