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Chapter 702 Inspection

In the winter of the 24th year of the 24th year of King Zheng of Qin, heavy snow fell.

Wang Xiao, wearing bear's skin, rode his horse on the snowy road.

Horse hooves fly, trampling on the snow like mud. Grab and grab

Hundreds of cavalrymen followed Wang Xiao in the heavy snow and walked all the way to Afang Palace located on the banks of Haoshui.

"It's been several years since the start of construction, and it doesn't feel like it's changed."

Under heavy snow, the Afang Palace, which covers a huge area, is still in the stage of laying the foundation.

"Your Majesty." The young mansion ordered Meng Tianchuang to step forward. "The main reason is that there is not enough manpower. Otherwise, the young and strong barbarians will be sent to work here in the coming year?"

The current Shaofu Order is indeed Meng Tian, ​​because his former Shaofu Order Meng Yi became a general and led his troops to the Western Regions.

These two brothers are the enviable existences in Xianyang City.

Wang Xiao’s emphasis is too enviable.

"Forget it." Wang Xiaokou said with great concern, "I don't want to rush to move in. Those barbarians should try to send them to the mines. Now there is too much demand for gold, silver, copper and iron in various places."

Shang Yang's reforms essentially suppressed the human nature of the Qin people through the law.

After more than a hundred years of habit, the Qin people only knew the word "farming".

Because doing so can be beneficial to the aristocrats' exploitation to the greatest extent.

When Wang Xiao took power, he began to revise and cancel various suppression contents on a large scale, which liberated the nature of the Qin people in a sense.

The pursuit of wealth and a better life is not only the common pursuit of the Qin people, but also everyone in the world.

Therefore, when the suppression through severe punishment was lifted, the people of the Qin Dynasty became active as quickly as possible.

The development of various commercial activities made the old Qin people stunned.

In the past, the old Qin people, who were just farming and fighting, were so capable when they were idle all day long, wanted to drink secretly, and had to fight for nothing.

The prosperity of business and the prosperity of the economy. Naturally, they will desire more metals.

Gold, silver and copper are both legal currency, and rapidly expanding economic and trade requires a massive amount of currency to measure its value.

If iron is the most important thing in military aspects. In people's livelihood, iron farm tools, iron pots, iron tools, and even various iron products are basically not worried about being sold as long as they are produced.

The benefits of Wang Xiao’s tax exemption and tax exemption are here.

People from all over the world have begun to have extra money and are willing to spend money to buy items to improve their lives. There are more and more good families and the market is getting bigger and bigger.

Therefore, the mine supervisors in mines in various places, facing the shouts of urging ore that are almost every day, all asked for barbarian coolies like crazy.

Now a strong barbarian coolie has a price of more than 800 yuan.

On the one hand, there is a large demand, and on the other hand, it is because of the large-scale capture over the years that almost all tribes in the south have disappeared. If you want more labor, you have to go closer to the grasslands in the north to search.

Wang Xiao, who has always pursued a good reputation, would not seize the share of hard work in order to build the Afang Palace at this time.

However, this situation will not last too long, because this generation is about to grow up after diving into acres and the baby boom that will never increase taxes.

At that time, the labor force will be greatly supplemented.

Of course, high-risk places like mines still need to rely on barbarian coolies from all over the world to excavate.

"Your Majesty, do you want to go and have a look?" Meng Tian was not dissatisfied at all and did his job with all his heart and responsibilities.

"It's all some foundation stones, what's the best thing to look at?"

Wang Xiao raised his hand and swept the snowflakes on his shoulders, "And it's heavy snow today, no one goes to work. Forget it."

On the snowy days, Wang Xiao did not stay in the palace to watch the beauty singing and dancing, but instead rode his horse in the wilderness. Of course, there was a reason.

Today is a long time ago, and I came to check his own mausoleum.

Wang Xiao’s tomb is still in Mount Li. Even though he had never thought of moving in, the project was underway since the day he called the King of Qin.

This matter is related to the legitimacy and sacredness of being the emperor, so Wang Xiao can only weaken it, but cannot stop it.

Mount Li is vast under heavy snow.

Wang Xiao turned over and dismounted, and walked into the underground palace that had not yet been sealed with snowflakes.

It is not right to say that it is an underground palace, because it is an extremely huge building in the planning.

The underground is very large and the ground is not small.

When he finally moved in, he would seal everything up with sand, stone and soil, and seal it into a mountain.

Unlike Afang Palace, which stops work when it snows, it mainly uses barbarian coolies. Even if it snows heavily, it is still rushing to work.

"Why don't you wear more clothes to keep them cold?"

Seeing the hardworking workers in ragged clothes working numbly under the whip, Wang Xiao was very incomprehensible about this.

"Your Majesty." The Shaofu Superintendent, who was in charge of the supervising construction, hurriedly stepped forward and explained, "These are all barbarian slaves, just have clothes to keep warm. The Shaofu is short of funds and has no money to equip them with thick clothes."

Wang Xiao was angry and laughed, "Are you stupid? Do you know how difficult it is to get a barbarian hard work now? Do you think this is the weed on the grassland, and can it grow after mowing the grass? How much freeze to death here every day?"

"Sometimes more than ten people, sometimes dozens of people. I haven't checked in detail."

"There is no sense of cost." Wang Xiao threw off the whip. "The hard work is so expensive now, and it is not easy to find a source of goods. You don't know how to cherish it yourself, so it's still a young mansion. If the hard work is gone in the future, you can go up and work yourself."

Shaofu is the Interior Office in the Braided Stories, which is even larger in scale.

Wang Xiao reduced taxes from all over the world, but this refers to the tax on land. In terms of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas and collection contributions, they all belong to the emperor. This includes minerals from all over the world.

This means that there is a mine at home or a mine in the whole world.

The one who minted coins was Shaofu, the one who smelted copper and iron was also Shaofu, and even the paper printing and other things made by Wang Xiao was still Shaofu.

The Shaofu's income ability is not much more than that of the imperial court.

It has a large amount of land under its command, which is the imperial village, providing all output from grain to meat, vegetables, fruits and melons.

There are countless workshops and even direct troops.

Just like the supervisors on the construction site now, they replace them with armor and weapons, and organize all the hard workers, that is, the army that can fight.

"There will be no need to start construction in this bad weather in the future."

Although I never thought about moving in, this kind of cemetery built for myself still made Wang Xiao very unhappy. "Control the loss rate and cut it by half and send it to Afang Palace."

In the Qin and Han dynasties, the emphasis was on death as if it were life.

Meng Tian and others were puzzled by Wang Xiao's contempt of his own affairs so much.

However, at this time, Wang Xiao's prestige was already so high that no one dared to question it, and they immediately accepted the order.

"Your Majesty, the wind and snow are getting heavier. Why not go to Ganquan Palace to rest for the time being?"

Meng Tian, ​​who was accompanying him, whispered in a low voice.

This is not a large army travel, nor is it an emperor's move to escape the summer heat. Although it is near Xianyang City, there are less than a hundred people around it, and it is still like this snowy day. Meng Tian instinctively wants to seek safety.

However, Wang Xiao, as the emperor on the horse, wouldn't care about this?

He is not a waste who is good at the hands of women in the deep palace, so why not eat meat?

After leaving Mount Li, Wang Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked around, raised his hand to point at a village in the distance and said, "Go there."

Wang Xiao, who has not left Xianyang City for a long time, wanted to see the living conditions of the people of Daqin at this time.

Before coming to the village, the local area was already blocking the villagers with swords and guns in their hands, looking at them vigilantly.

Seeing that the people coming were all in Qin army uniforms, I felt relieved and saluted.

The power of hundreds of war horses galloping is too loud.

"This is near Xianyang City." Wang Xiao, who was wearing a regular suit, asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Li Zheng was a little timid, but he didn't dare to speak.

Wang Xiao turned his head and looked at Meng Tian.

Meng Tian sighed, "In winter, all things wither, and there are always some noble children in Xianyang City who are bored and cause trouble everywhere."

After saying this, Wang Xiao understood that the nobles who were busy and had nothing to do, and it was not the turn of the nobles who went to the battlefield would harm the people around Xianyang City.

Although Wang Xiao has been committed to improving the status of civilians, the traditions over the years have not been reversed at once.

The aristocrats do not regard civilians as humans, and this is still the mainstream at this time.

Nodding and saying nothing, Wang Xiao turned over and got off the horse and walked straight into the village.

In the wind and snow, I did not rush into the house, but looked at the road beneath my feet, looked at the surrounding houses, and even went into other people's granary cellars to carefully check the grain reserves for winter.

Although they were just wearing regular clothes, the people in the village still hid timidly and did not dare to speak.

"The road is well built." Wang Xiao wandered around the small village and finally walked into Lizheng's home. "I said that after so many years of road construction, it seems that it is useful at least around Xianyang City."

"Yes, Your Majesty. In fact, the roads in all counties and counties in the world are well built. After all, it is the doorstep of the people."

There are many people in the family, including a few sons and daughters-in-law, and a dozen grandchildren.

It is obvious that these younger generations are the population that has soared after Wang Xiao’s tax cuts.

In a few years, when they grow up, the population of the entire China will explode in a jumping way.

All the family members of Lizheng were driven into the house. Wang Xiao and Meng Tian and others who were accompanying him sat in the main hall to burn the fire around the stove.

Wang Xiao, who was sitting upright on the wooden board, looked at the stove in front of him and smiled, "You go to each household to see if every household can burn the stove, and then see if the firewood or coal are burned."

With Wang Xiao here, the iron stove of the winter artifact will naturally appear.

Moreover, he knew the terrible consequences of soil erosion, so he promoted coal burning in various parts of Guanzhong early and gradually banned firewood.

Those who went out came back to report that the village had 80 households and 72 households used coal to burn stoves, while those eight households used fire pits.

Wang Xiao's face was a little calm, "This is still near Xianyang City, and it has not been fully popular. If it is farther away, there is probably no one burning coal. What do you think is the reason?"

"Your Majesty, if you burn firewood, you can go out and look for it. If you burn coal, you have to buy it for money."
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