Ying Zheng looked at the naive girl lovingly and patiently explained how to deal with the nobles of the six countries.
Listening to the meticulous plan, Chu Yuening didn't blink, her eyes filled with unconcealed amazement and admiration.
In modern times, blood ties are mostly weak, so she did not consider the clan aspect.
However, in ancient times, clan forces were often deeply intertwined. For example, the feudal system that maintained the Zhou Dynasty for more than 700 years was based on the rule of the world by blood relatives.
The clan power of the nobles of the six countries has at least several thousand or tens of thousands of people. If they are allowed to return to their homeland, they will probably cause trouble again.
"A Zheng is really amazing. I was thinking too one-sidedly."
"Father is awesome~"
Seeing his mother praising his father, the little boy was not willing to be left behind and echoed in his baby voice.
The mother and son's sparkling eyes were exactly the same, which made Ying Zheng chuckle softly. He gently stroked the woman's cheek with his fingertips.
"Thanks to Yue Ning's reminder, I was able to resolve a serious problem."
Not only that, if Yue Ning had not taken a series of measures to win the hearts of the people, this matter would not have been so easy.
Besides, last night's assassination was an excellent excuse.
Three days later, the nobles of the six countries packed up the remaining half of their property, formed teams of a hundred people, and rode in carriages to the designated counties.
They took one last look at the magnificent palace, which seemed like a dream, with confusion and helplessness in their eyes.
Do they have a chance to turn things around in the future?
The huge team was driving on the Xianyang Highway, and the people stopped to watch and whispered.
"Who are these big shots? Tsk tsk, what a show of force..."
"Didn't you read the court bulletin? These are the nobles of the six kingdoms. I heard that the assassination during the Shenlong Festival was carried out by the nobles of Qi, so His Majesty, in anger, moved them all out of Xianyang."
"Ah? They really deserve it. Your Majesty provides them with good food and drink, yet they don't know how to appreciate it."
"Yes, besides, the six kingdoms were destroyed long ago, so why are you still daydreaming?"
"Anyway, we are all from the Great Qin. Life is getting better and better now. I don't want to go back to the days of fighting every day and not having enough food to eat."
This sentence instantly resonated with the people around, and they stopped talking about the nobles and started showing off trivial things like salary increases, pork meals, and new clothes.
In order to prevent the nobles of the six countries from causing chaos, Ying Zheng broke up their huge clan forces and distributed them to various counties and prefectures of Qin. Over time, some connections would naturally be broken.
In addition, after being inspired by Chu Yuening, Ying Zheng also brought all the servants and slaves back to Xianyang, restored their citizenship, and temporarily arranged them in the original palace.
Fortunately, the thing that is most in short supply now is sweet potatoes, and we can provide food for 200,000 people. However, we still need to let them settle down as soon as possible.
In Zhangtai Palace, Ying Zheng was discussing with Chu Yuening.
"A Zheng, the cotton mill is being expanded, so we can arrange for a group of people to go in."
Chu Yuening stroked her chin and made a suggestion.
The lives of the lower classes in ancient times were extremely difficult.
Especially in the cold winter, people can only rely on hay and linen clothes to keep warm. Most people cannot survive, and tens of thousands of people freeze to death every year.
This situation only improved after Chu Yuening promoted the kang.
However, firewood is not inexhaustible. In many villages, there is no grass growing within a hundred miles in winter.
That's why Chu Yuening proposed the support policy to promote cotton as soon as possible so that people all over the world can have clothes to wear and survive the cold winter.
"Well, the cotton mill is the top priority, and the other mills can continue to expand."
Another cold winter is approaching, and Ying Zheng is also worried about the problem of how the people in the world can keep warm. He taps the table lightly with his index finger, frowning and thinking deeply.
After a moment, Ying Zheng withdrew his index finger, a glint of light flashed in his phoenix eyes, and his voice was steady and powerful.
"First expand the cotton mill and coal plant, and arrange for these people to produce winter clothing as quickly as possible."
"We'll discuss the rest later."
"Then I will notify the local supply and marketing cooperatives to cooperate."
Chu Yuening nodded in agreement, her usually gentle face now showing a fierce and decisive look.
The production speed of the two factories will definitely be extremely fast in the future, and a large amount of goods will be piled up, so the subsequent delivery and sales must also keep up.
Chu Yuening hopes that before the harsh winter arrives, every citizen of Daqin can wear a thick and warm military coat.
Half a month later, with the joint efforts of Xianyang craftsmen, the Institute of Technology and 200,000 people, two factories that were five times larger than the original ones stood in the park, standing out from the crowd.
Part of these 200,000 people were arranged to work in cotton mills and coal mills, while the rest continued to build steel mills.
To be transformed from a humble slave into a free citizen, and to get a job with high wages and good treatment, seemed like an unreal dream.
Everyone has mixed feelings in their hearts: anxiety, confusion, joy, and longing...
Lan'er was one of them. She was originally a maid of a prince of Qi State. After the fall of Qi State, she was taken to Xianyang by the prince.
Her life was neither good nor bad. Although she had no dignity and freedom, she had enough food and clothing in that magnificent palace, which was much better than that of the poor people.
Lan Er naively thought she would spend the rest of her life like this, until news arrived that the prince had assassinated Qin Shi Huang...
At that moment, she felt like she was falling into an icy cave.
She knew that since ancient times, the crime of regicide would punish the entire clan, and even if these slaves were innocent, they would not be spared.
The fear of death was like a knife hanging around her neck. Lan'er waited anxiously for the judgment of fate every minute and every second.
She recalled her parents' blurred faces, the hardships of being a slave, and the numb life of being bought and driven by others...
She had clearly tried very hard to survive, but why didn't God let her go?
Lan'er once tried to escape, but there were layers of soldiers guarding outside the palace wall. After being caught once, she finally lost hope and waited for death.
However, to her surprise, what awaited her was not death, but rebirth.
Nanjiao Industrial Park, inside the new canteen.
"Line up, line up! No food for those who don't line up!"
The aunt in the cafeteria yelled at the top of her lungs and banged a big iron ladle to intimidate the noisy workers.
The threat must have worked, as the crowd quickly formed neat rows.
Lan'er, relying on her thin stature, stood in front cleverly, holding a tray in her hand.
The queues were always long and boring, so the workers began to chat in twos and threes.
"I never thought I could live such a good life today."
"His Majesty the First Emperor is truly kind and generous! He gave us such a good job."
"Yeah, it's a good thing we stayed and didn't follow those people. Instead of being driven around and begging for mercy, it's better to be self-reliant."
"Hey, maybe next year I can buy my own house."
Hearing these words, Lan'er lowered her eyes, hiding her complicated expression.
The prince once denounced the tyranny of the First Emperor, but the facts were just the opposite...
"Girl, girl!"
"...ah?"
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