Ju Zizhou looked at Ying Zheng quietly.

He felt that Ying Zheng had already understood what he wanted to express.

Even what he understood might be far more than what he wanted to express.

Ying Zheng has always been a terrible person.

His horror does not come from the extraordinary strength of his body; nor does it not be how capricious his temperament is, which makes people unpredictable; nor does it not be how different his mentality is from ordinary people and how perverted he is.

His horror comes from the kind of intelligence that everyone can truly feel.

This kind of intelligence was already reflected when he was young.

It is reflected in his ability to integrate the principles that transcend this world that Ju Zizhou told, and even learn from one example and apply it to others.

At this time, Ying Zheng, who had a mature mind, saw something happening and heard a word. What information he could get from it was completely unimaginable to ordinary people.

Even those like Ju Zizhou who have a blood-integrated meaning can no longer guess Ying Zheng’s thinking based on this.

This is the most terrifying.

——We learn the same thing, I learn more than you.

But your depth, your thoughts, and even your perceptions are far beyond me, and have even reached the height that I can't reach your back.

Such a character really makes people feel desperate.

Ju Zizhou was relieved and frightened.

"So, senior brother, what part of the money do you plan to use to repair this mausoleum?"

"Of course it's tax money." Ju Zizhou replied subconsciously.

Of course, a national fortification needs to be repaired with the money of the state, and a private or small group. Whose thing is considered to be after it is repaired?

How should the right to use and ownership be calculated?

Ju Zizhou couldn't understand the meaning of Ying Zheng's question.

After hearing Ju Zizhou's words, Ying Zheng nodded slightly, but sighed softly.

It seems to be affirmative, but it seems to be denying something.

Ju Zizhou frowned.

He knew that Ying Zheng had already had other ideas at this time.

But...it doesn't require taxes, what should I use?

Fu?

Or donate?

Or, to exploit the nobles in the country again?

The more Ju Zizhou thought about it, the more he felt that it was not feasible.

The scale of the nobles has been small enough to exploit until now.

If they cut another knife, they would be afraid that they would not be able to stand it and would rebel.

But if you don’t ask for money from these rich people, Ying Zheng would not be able to ask for money from the poor at this time!

Ju Zizhou thought, Ying Zheng had already laughed: "Have the new tax law been drafted?"

"It's been repaired." Ju Zizhou nodded, quite absent-minded: "Similar to what we discussed before, I have added some guaranteed content. The stutter you sent also gave some advice. He is a talented person. Don't look down on others because of their bad speech. You should use it."

"Doesn't speak well... Han Fei?" Ying Zheng smiled and said, "I can tell that this person is capable, but his heart is not with me. I can't use it directly for the time being. So I'd better grind it and kill South Korea first after spring, and then use him."

"So he is Han Fei." Ju Zizhou nodded: "I'll destroy South Korea after spring is confirmed?"

"Do you have to think twice about such a small thing?" Ying Zheng smiled lightly, and he might as well be in a high mood when he had a good meal.

"The army that Wang Jian took out..."

"It's time to come back." Ying Zheng was full of confidence and was proud of the achievements of this army he built himself: "This time, he sent five thousand infantry soldiers to fight against the three kingdoms of Chu, Wei, and Han, and scattered 17 cities, killed twenty-three generals, killed more than three thousand people, and lost less than three hundred soldiers. He was strong!"

Ju Zizhou was also very pleased: "It is an ordinary incident that can not rob the soldiers of the common people without robbing the common people. There is no reason to fail for soldiers who can take the initiative to help the common people."

Ying Zheng glanced at Ju Zizhou: "This is pretty good."

"So, these less than 300 dead people immediately started to burn their bodies to build figurines?"

Ying Zheng thought for a while and pointed it carefully: "At the mid-month dynasty meeting, I want to try the ministers in the court. Although this matter is light, it is something that has never been done before, and after all, it is... to seize power from these insects."

To accompany the monarch to bury it is a huge bad thing for living people.

Because the monarch dies, no matter how young or healthy you are, you don’t want to die, you will die.

This is mandatory.

And for the dead, it is supreme glory.

This is especially true for the dead and the tribe members who are still alive.

So, why should the common people accompany the king to bury?

They should be killed and buried as pigs, sheep and animals. Those who are so noble that "bury with them" and "sacrifice" can reach the gods directly and connect with the spirits of their ancestors in heaven. Only the nobles can be the ones!

The funeral pattern of Qin kings in all dynasties is Tibetan.

That is, the funeral of the emperor.

Then the one who can enjoy the sacrifice and worship must at least be the Shangqing.

The guards after the monarch's death must at least be officials.

But what Ying Zheng wants now is to die in battle and die for the country, all those who enjoy worship and all become the objects of sacrifice.

That is, it will pull down what should be noble and beneath the mud.

This kind of thing is different from the previous place and killing people.

In the past, at most, you could kill a few people, and the rest could get greater benefits than before, so someone would definitely support it.

And now this matter is to dig the roots.

He just pointed at his nose and scolded the nobles: "You are the same as common people, slaves!"

It is basically impossible for any nobles to support it.

But in the current Qin State, Ying Zheng felt that at least no one would dare to deny him directly.

So, you only need to be careful about this matter, bind some visible interests in exchange for interests, so the nobles do not accept it, and they must also accept it with their noses.

But what should be the benefit of this tied up in exchange?

"We have agreed before, leaving some gaps in the tax law." Ju Zizhou sighed: "But, Azheng, you know the importance of the tax law. I am so anxious to build the tomb, and I want to leave loopholes and privileges to these stilbees... Is it really worth it?"

"There are gains and losses." Ying Zheng was unmoved.

A long time ago, before determining the "reason" for a war today, before sending Wang Jian to find the reason, or even longer ago, before deciding to train troops, Ying Zheng actually had a vague idea in his mind.

This idea is not something you can get by just a slap in your head.

It's not clear or clear either.

That was a midnight dream.

One night after Ying Zheng Chuchu got his son named "Fusu".

He woke up in the middle of the night.

I don't know if it's a fever or something else.

At that time, the spiritual platform was clear and my heart was clear.

The moonlight shines on the ground and the feet step on the road, feeling the cool and hard touch and the softness of the soles of the feet.

At that time, Ying Zheng suddenly had a vague doubt in his heart.

The doubt comes from the principles you have learned and the things you have seen.

He killed Lu Buwei, killed many nobles, and obtained supreme power.

But what about the next step?

eternal life?

But is there really only eternal life?

What else should I do besides immortality?

There was no answer to which vague question.

Now, maybe not.

But after that, Ying Zheng began to leave some changes intentionally or unintentionally.

Changes are left in tax laws, changes are left in politics and law, and even the things that people around you are foreseeing will not be completely resolved.

He wants to take a look.
Chapter completed!