Siheyuan: I decide the fate of the world with my medical skills

After the crowd expressed their doubts and agreed, they did not immediately discuss the topic in depth. Qin law strictly prohibited talking nonsense to the court, otherwise there would be different punishments from shaving hair to fines and penalties, but this did not prevent everyone from liking to discuss right and wrong. After all, it had nothing to do with their own safety. The people present just waited quietly for the conversation to develop further.

"We have abundant resources in Lin'an, which are especially suitable for growing tea trees. Once the emperor issues an imperial edict, tea fields, which are just ordinary fields, will become a source of wealth and a cash cow. As long as you put in the effort, you can enjoy fine rice and delicious fish every day." A speaker emphasized excitedly.

Another person immediately added a question: "Of course it makes sense, but what does this have to do with your majesty being born a Chu woman?"

Hearing this question, a hot-tempered villager couldn't help but speak louder: "Ignorant and stupid, have you ever remembered that when the emperor first ascended the throne, our taxes were exempted! I heard that the capital of Beihai over there only exempted them for half a year. Not to mention the tea tree resources that are spread all over the area, which are simply rich natural resources!"

"Then, what is a Qianshou?" When Xiang Ji heard the word "Qianshou", he clenched his teeth and thought secretly - he was a member of the Xiang family, and his surname was Mi. He was the heir of Gao Yang, and now, he seemed to be one of the Qianshou...

He looked closely into the speaker's eyes and memorized the features of his features.

"Yes, yes, when it comes to the number of tea trees, even if we are second, there is no place in the world that can compete with us!" A brave man who had been silent for a long time saw that the person in front of him had already "opened fire", so he also plucked up the courage to speak out: "Just as he said, this is the source of our active source of income - tea trees. Labor is the way to exchange for a good life. And this is the special favor of your majesty to our people of Chu!"

Led by the man who spoke first, some people also responded, "Your Majesty!"

Inspired by his enthusiasm, more people present began to respond, "Your Majesty!"

As the crowd on and below the viewing stand cheered in unison, "Your Majesty!" became the unified voice of the people on the stage and the onlookers. Even those villagers who were usually a little shy or reserved were drawn into the lively cheers.

After saying several sentences in unison, the person walking in front found an opportunity and shouted in the unfamiliar Chu dialect: "Live forever Qin, live forever Qin!" At this moment, the villagers seemed stunned for a moment, but after hearing the collective response of the warriors in the arena around them, they quickly understood and joined the shout.

Now that the Chu regime has ceased to exist, we are all members of the Qin people. Since Qin is like this, we should just shout a few times and be proud of being a Qin person. Passionate emotions can always inspire people. When a young man with a burly figure like a beast heard the villagers around him shouting "de" together, two strings of hot tears welled up in his eyes.

The cheers continued for a while, then gradually died down. Fan Zeng in the audience asked, "I want to ask why the court wants to buy our tea?" Gongzi Gao was slightly surprised and frowned slightly. Zhao Yan next to him answered, "First, to make this land rich and the people strong and prosperous; second, to trade with the foreign tribes around Daqin!"

"In other words, the imperial court purchases tea from us and then resells it to the ethnic groups on the border." Fan Zeng continued to ask: "I wonder what the sales price is in the imperial court?"

Gongzi Gaoda raised his eyebrows but said nothing. Instead, Zhao Yan smiled and explained, "It depends on the price offered by the buyer. But as long as the tea you pick is not counterfeit or inferior, I guarantee that the court will clearly set the price, not a penny less!"

Ever since the Qin State implemented Shang Yang's reforms to establish credibility, the world's credibility in the Qin Dynasty has remained quite high.

The people of Chu were different. First, they were deceived by Zhang Yi, and then they fell into the trap set by King Zhaoxiang of Qin. So no matter how weak Chu was, its power could decide the fate of destroying Qin when necessary! (Modify the underlined part)

Seeing the villagers' doubtful and hesitant expressions, Zhao Yan laughed and said, "We are not leaving right away. Why don't you go up the mountain to pick some tea leaves and test the court's claims to see if they are credible?"

The villagers felt that this was very reasonable, and the doubts in their hearts gradually dissipated. They looked at each other, with the same image flashing in their eyes.

Although there was a lot of tea in Chu, at this time, there were actually not many naturally growing tea trees near the residential area.

From this moment on, the villagers are no longer partners, brothers or neighbors as usual, now their relationship has become competitors!

If you pick more, then the amount I can pick will naturally become less!

If you pick all the tea trees around here, I may have to run to the woods deeper in the mountains.

After thinking about this, everyone ignored other things and rushed back home to get the basket of tea leaves, and also brought along the young boy at home who seemed to never finish eating.

After all, children can feed a family and they don’t have much physical strength to work in the fields, but they are more than enough to collect tea leaves!

As the crowd below gradually dissipated, the leader of the warriors approached Zhao Yan and whispered.

He could tell long before that the old man was Fan Zeng. Fan Zeng had been an aide to Yang Yan's government and was on the wanted list of the Supreme Court. How could he be standing in a public place so brazenly?

What shocked the leader of the warriors even more was that the young man next to Fan Zeng was so strong that he looked like a towering mountain, and his sharp eyes were like a sharp blade, as if he wanted to cut everything apart. Especially the look he gave him before leaving reminded him of the time when he followed his father up the mountain in his childhood and saw a large and colorful beast in the bushes - staring at him with a fierce look and awe-inspiring momentum!

After hearing this, Zhao Yan nodded slightly, ran towards Gao Zi, and made a decision in his mind:

"We can't stay in Wu or Kuaiji anymore. We must leave now! Take a boat back to Zhang County immediately. Only in Zhao Tuo's territory can we find safety!"

As for here, two secretaries will be enough.

Longxi Commandery, Fuhan County. Meng Ying and Han Xin drove away the captives and herds of livestock, and slowly returned to the city, returning to a military camp south of the city.

The slow return to the city was mainly due to the fact that they had not given up the pursuit of meritorious service, so the team went to patrol and search among the valleys, hoping to find more prey among the Qiang people.

Unfortunately, they only caught a few prey such as red deer and stone foxes, and no other results were achieved.

Meng Ying, who had no energy to ride a horse, passed a small hill and found a group of soldiers surrounding a central military tent.

Compared with the previous departure, the current central army tent was more spectacular. Around it, two thousand Di cavalrymen from all over Longxi were stationed outside, with a huge chariot gate in the middle and a huge cowhide tent in the center that could accommodate a dozen soldiers' tents. Outside the gate were two rows of armored soldiers holding halberds, extending all the way to the entrance of the tent.

On both sides of the big tent, there were double-sided flags about ten feet high flying.

It seems that General Zuo has decided to settle here... Meng Ying complained in his heart, but his face remained calm. He dismounted and walked towards the big tent.

After Meng Ying entered the account, he was watched by Li Xin, who didn't ask any questions. He kept scribbling words on the paper with a feather pen. Li Xin ignored him, and Meng Ying felt a little sad. According to Qin law, delaying his return was indeed a mistake, but it was also a last resort. Moreover, he had military merits, so he should be given a light punishment.

Keeping his hands clasped in greeting, Meng Ying glanced at the surrounding environment.

Li Xin's central military tent was just as he remembered it: a three-foot-long sword with a whale shark skin sheath was placed horizontally on the edge of the long table. Meng Ying knew that this was a multi-faceted sword specially made by the "Shaofu". Because the craftsmanship was extremely time-consuming, it was only awarded to high-ranking royal nobles.

When his father Meng Tian and uncle Meng Yi left the capital Xianyang, they were given two special military powers and seals. If his son made outstanding contributions in the campaign against the Qiang people, he was promised to be rewarded with this privilege as a general.

Neatly arranged beside the commander's seat were golden seals and tokens used for command, and on a long lacquered wooden platform behind him was a huge sword and axe.

Its design is extremely spectacular, more than twenty feet long, carved with dark and deep flying dragons and patterns shining with gold. It extends from a handle made of jet-black beech, and the end is decorated with a leopard tail, showing an extremely solemn momentum.

Meng Ying's eyes twitched slightly. It was a symbol given by the emperor to the commander of the army to embody the ritual of executing life and death decisions, the so-called "fake yellow axe".

During war, he had the right to execute first and report later, and only needed to inform the court later.

The scene of the emperor personally handing out the medals at the time of departure emerged in my memory:

The emperor stood in the middle of the palace steps facing south and swore an oath, ordering the military token and axe given to him to be handed over to the chief general. After the general took it, he turned to the east and bowed to the west, symbolizing the renunciation of all rights of interference and acting solely with dignity.

This is a ritual procedure created by Confucian scholars after the Qin Dynasty unified the six kingdoms. Although many Confucian scholars died or fled overseas, this ritual is still used today.

While Meng Ying was secretly looking at Li Xin, Li Xin, who was also standing not far away, glanced at the other person and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

After the incident of delay in returning, he was concerned about the unknown conflict between Meng Ying and the Qiang warriors he might encounter. If the situation really turned out as he expected, Li Xin couldn't imagine how to face his father, especially without a title of rank. He would only have to face the consequences of a tragic defeat. Apart from destroying the enemy and beheading them, there seemed to be no other choice.

Fortunately, a recent military report showed that when leading a large number of soldiers to clear the Qiang settlements, they not only gained a huge military advantage.

This eased Li Xin's mood a little. After all, as the descendant of a famous military family, he was not only in good health but also accumulated merits, which was indeed a performance that made his father feel proud. This move at least allowed him not to forget the deceased general.