It started to rain in the middle of the night, and by dawn, the rain became heavier and became a torrential force.

Ju Zizhou was not sleeping soundly. When the rain was getting heavy, he was immediately awakened. He was lit and started writing a draft of the strategy to lobby the King of Qin early tomorrow morning.

After dinner in the morning, the rain became heavier. Ju Zizhou frowned slightly as he looked at the broken rain outside the window.

Without an umbrella, if you go out like this, you will be afraid that you will become a chicken that falls into the Qin Palace.

Although he himself did not care much about demeanor, he could not lose his style when facing the King of Qin.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Meng Yan and another cavalry general with more exquisite leather armor came to invite him: "Mr. Ju, the king saw heavy rain falling from the sky, and was worried that Mr. Hu was wet with his clothes, so he sent us to drive to greet him."

Ju Zizhou was not surprised to see them coming to greet him.

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As long as the King of Qin cannot see his people, it is certain that he will send someone to pick him up.

only……

Ju Zizhou took a look at the manuscript he had drafted again, and after he sorted out his ideas, he burned the draft of the silk manuscript.

"I'm sorry, two generals." Ju Zizhou stood up, brushed his sleeves and walked with them.

Outside the guest house, the King of Qin stood quietly in the rain.

Ju Zizhou had no idea about this kind of ritual, so he was not surprised to see this gorgeous bronze carriage. He just quietly stepped on the jade steps handed over by Meng Yan and another general.

The car is rainproof. Sitting in the car, the rain hits the car like a waterfall bead, making a sound that makes it look quite charming.

Meng Yan climbed onto a horse's back, and another general sat in front of the frame to drive Ju Zizhou.

The carriage entered the Qin Palace in the rain and was about to meet the carriage of several other people.

There is one of them called Lu Buwei.

Zuo Shuchang, Lu Buwei!

Lu Buwei was far away. When he saw the King of Qin's carriage, he wanted to give in first and then follow him, but when the sharp-eyed Lu Buwei approached, he was shocked and shocked - Isn't the boy who was so dark in the car a member of Qin Zheng?

He saw that Ju Zizhou was the follower of Ying Zheng who had only met once, and he had a deep thought in his heart. He turned to the imperial edict issued by the King of Qin to announce that Ying Zheng was the eldest grandson of the King of Qin.

Lu Buwei pursed his lips and felt instinctively that it was not good: "Turn the car and go to Qing Palace first!"

The Qin King's car frame arrived at a side hall after Xuan Palace.

Ying Zheng and King Ying Zhu of Qin have been waiting for a long time.

Ju Zizhou looked around: "Thank you for sending a car to greet you, otherwise..."

"Sir, why bother!" Ying Zhu immediately got up. He took a few breaths and came to greet Ju Zizhou. He held Ju Zizhou's hand and said, "I am still worried that Mr. is not able to sleep peacefully when he is not used to the heavy rainstorm in Qin State in autumn."

"Compared with Han and Wei's Central Plains, Qin is indeed bitter and cold, but it is always better than Zhao and Yan!" Ju Zizhou smiled.

"Ju's vulgar man is not afraid of this climate problem... King, has it been raining so heavily in Qin State for years?"

"There is heavy rain every year, but it's so heavy..." The King of Qin looked out and could not see anything, but he was still a little worried: "Such heavy rain is rare."

Ju Zizhou nodded and glanced at Ying Zheng who was sitting upright.

"Then this year, the grain production will be reduced." Ju Zizhou sighed casually, and then pulled King Yingzhu of Qin to take his seat.

Ying Zheng sat aside, listening to Ju Zizhou's words of grain production reduction, frowned, and then nodded slightly.

"Mr. I said yesterday that there is a way to remove the "poisons in the country"?" Ying Zhu was sitting, leaning forward slightly, staring at Ju Zizhou with his eyes burning.

"Of course there is!" Ju Zizhou smiled: "Does the king know what it is like in the so-called "poison in the country"?"

Win the pillar to stroke the beard.

He never considered this issue.

People's cognition of anything is first produced by repeated repetitions of the representational cognition in social practice, and then the "concept" is extracted.

Although the King of Qin was very clear about the concept of "poison in the country".

However, his understanding of this "concept" is derived from written, not concrete, vivid, but abstract concept. Only when he encounters it will he know: Oh, this is in line with what Shang Jun said about "the poison in the country".

Now Ju Zizhou asked him to describe in detail what the "poison in the country" is, but he couldn't answer at all.

After pretending to think for a while, Ying Zhu shook his head: "I don't know this."

Ju Zizhou smiled: "It is normal for the king to not know."

"Because the king lacks basic understanding of "people's livelihood."

"Do you know how much grain can a mu of land produce in Qin's territory now?" Ju Zizhou asked.

Yingzhu shook his head.

"I don't know."

"Does the king know that the family of five ordinary people who eat a full meal every year need how much grain, salt, oil and meat?"

Ying Zhu shook his head again: "I don't know."

Ju Zizhou nodded: "I don't know these things, so it is normal for the king to be unable to describe what the "poison in the country" is."

"Sir, what is this "poison in the country"?" Ying Zhu bowed and presented Ju Zizhou with a cup of hot tea.

"Teach!" Ju Zizhou sipped a sip of tea: "To understand the so-called "poisons in the country", we must first understand that the ordinary people of Qin will need to survive every year and can get what they can do to work."

"I hope to hear the details."

"The common people in Qin have the custom of dividing their families according to law."

"If each household has two children, two women, and one child, then each household has five."

"The rich have two meals a day, and the poor have one meal a day."

"As a child needs physical labor, one pound of 8 taels per meal, and six pounds of grain per day; women do not do much work, and one pound of grain per meal, and four pounds of grain per day; children need eight pounds of grain per meal, and one pound of grain per day."

"A family of five, calculated based on two meals a day, requires eleven pounds of grain."

"A few vegetables and vegetables were served, a little salt, a little oil, and a little sauce."

"But the most important thing is Chai!" Ju Zizhou said: "No Chai will open the door!"

"According to the average yield of 69 and a half kilograms per mu in Zhao State, how many acres of land should be needed for a family of five to fill their stomachs every year?"

Ying Zhu was stunned for a moment.

"Cooking pots in civilians' homes, the amount of firewood consumes much greater than that of copper ware!"

"Each meal is cooked thoroughly. The civilian family needs about half a pound of dry firewood, and several other items that cause fire."

"A family of five, calculated based on two meals a day, requires 3,960 kilograms of grain on 360 days."

"And each acre of land produces 69 and a half kilograms of grain."

"Not counting the tax, how many acres of land does a family of five need to feed themselves?"

Ying Zhu counted on his fingers.

Ju Zizhou immediately gave the answer: "Fifty-seven acres of land."

"It takes so much?" King Ying Zhu of Qin was a little surprised.

Ying Zheng was not surprised.

When he was reading "Handan Investigation", Ju Zizhou asked him to calculate how many acres of land his family in Zhao State would need to ensure that they survive.

The situation in Zhao State is different from that in Qin State, so when calculating, everyone is not required to be full. Without calculating taxes, a family of five in Zhao State needs 49 acres of land to ensure survival.

"What about tax calculations?" Ju Zizhou asked: "How much land is needed to calculate tax law for one ten draw?"

"this……"

"Sixty-four acres!" Ju Zizhou reported the numbers.

"Oil, salt, sauce, firewood, and vegetables are expensive. Generally, Qin people are probably trying their best to ensure that their family can continue."

"Does the King of Qin know that once the year is not good and grain production is reduced, how many people will go hungry?"

"Can these Qin people who were struggling to survive have enough food?"

“Can they still afford oil, salt and pickles?”

"When the heavy rain continues for days, can they have enough firewood to keep warm?"

"There is insufficient surplus food at home, the children lack oil and water, the elderly have vegetables, the wife and mother have cold hands and feet. What would the Qin people do to survive at this time?"

"Entering the house is a thief, and cutting the path is a thief." Ying Zhu murmured to himself.

He said, looking out the window in horror.

The heavy rain and the waterfalls were connected. Yingzhu could foresee that the poor Qin people could not guarantee their survival after the heavy rain, and then they broke the law and became thieves to seek food and clothing for the family.

And this situation will definitely not be a minority!

"The so-called "poisons in the country" are public grievances."

"When the poor people cannot solve their food and clothing, the rich people are smelly and smelly, but the poor people are unable to struggle, so they have a "resentment"!"
Chapter completed!