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Chapter 132 New Law (12)

The moment before, Fei Ying was still worried about whether he would be killed by His Majesty the King of Qin, but the moment later, huge absurdity and joy rose in his heart.

This mood change from great sorrow to great joy and incredible level has reached a point where it is difficult to hide its mood.

Fei Ying smiled unconsciously: "Are you saying true?"

"What Your Majesty said will not be false." The visitor looked at Fei Ying with a smile, as if he was looking at a treasure that had not been discovered.

"It's just Brother Feiying." The visitor bowed to Feiying: "There is not much time left for us."

"Your Majesty's troops are actually enough to invade Xianyang City and bring the rebels to justice."

"But because the new law has not been completely improved, it has been dragging it down."

"New Law?" Fei Ying was stunned: "Your Majesty is just waiting for the new Law?"

"It must be more than that." The visitor shook his head: "But all I can know is to wait for the new law."

"So that's it." Fei Ying nodded and expressed his acceptance of the statement: "So what will we do to set out? What help will Your Majesty give me?"

"Your Majesty has given you twenty people and a decree of the law."

The visitor untied the long sword on his waist and handed over Feiying: "This is His Majesty's carry-on sword."

Fei Ying was overjoyed.

After taking it, I found that it was just an ordinary iron sword that was slightly longer than on the market.

From the scabbard to the sword body, there is no unique place.

"Is this... Your Majesty's sword?" Fei Ying felt that he was being teased.

"Of course it's Your Majesty's sword." The visitor couldn't believe it.

A king with supreme power uses an ordinary iron sword, or even a better-quality steel sword, which is unreliable in itself.

But this is reality.

When a guy named "Reality" stands in front of you and describes something to you in a verbal tone, no matter how ridiculous, illogical, or unreasonable the matter is, you have to admit it!

"With His Majesty's respect, there is no gold, jade, and wealth in the world that can be worthy of him, so for His Majesty, there is no difference between a golden sword, a beautiful jade sword, or an ordinary iron sword."

Feiying nodded reluctantly: "Okay..."

"By the way, Brother Feiying, you have to remember my name."

"Your Majesty only sent me to follow you, but did not sue me for what I could leave you and go back to hand over the errands. This means that we may need to be together for a long time in the future."

Fei Ying was stunned: "Is that true?"

"My name is Wei Liao, and my courtesy name is Ziying."

"Wei Liao?" Fei Ying nodded, remembering this name.

Wei Liao said with a smile: "Brother, have you finished your meal? If you finish your meal, let's go."

"You guy..." Fei Ying sucked his teeth: "How come he has a strange smell when speaking."

"Strange?" Wei Liao smiled: "Is it a strange tone? I am from Wei, and Qin's speech is not very good."

"Are you from Wei?" Fei Ying was puzzled: "Then why did you..."

"I just volunteered. A long time ago, the King of Wei bought me to Qin for twenty kilograms of gold."

"But I don't know how to build canals. I'm just interested in the soldiers trained by Qin, so I surrendered to His Majesty the King of Qin and wanted to enter the army."

"Recently His Majesty the King of Qin began to build a tomb for us. I think the time has come, so that I should make some contributions so that I can occupy a good place in the tomb in the future, so I volunteered."

Fei Ying's mouth twitched.

Good guy...

I always feel that I may not be able to suppress this guy named Wei Liao.

...

Wang Wan and Ju Zizhou drank together.

Wang Wan drinks alcohol and Ju Zizhou drinks water.

Ju Zizhou was not panicked when he was imprisoned.

He listened quietly to Wang Wan complaining, complaining that the situation in Xianyang is not as good as that in Qin Wangzheng, but unfortunately, God is jealous of heroes, and Qin Wangzheng was so old that he was so old.

Everyone is a scheming figure. Ju Zizhou understands Wang Wan’s intentions.

He is just a qualified listener and expresses his own complaints.

"I had thought about revising the Qin law before, but now the new law is about to be completed, but I have lost people. Why would I have worked so hard? I don't know if the new law can be used, but it's a pity that I have worked hard!"

Wang Wan's heart moved: "Have Mr. Ju formulated all the new laws?"

"Not yet, some of my place have not finished yet, and some of my place have not yet calculated the specific data."

“What is the data?”

“Price.”

Wang Wan nodded and thought: "So that."

"When the King of Qin established the Farmers' Association a long time ago, we began to collect grain output, population, survival rate of newborns in various regions, feeding enough food, materials, and the amount of materials needed by the population, and meeting the needs of various materials needed by people."

"Now, in the good times, some extremely high-yield plots have a high yield of nearly three stones per acre, which is lower and higher than in the past, with a stone of seven dou."

"But near South Korea, rivers often flood, and with the rainfall problems in recent years, there are many plots that cannot obtain normal harvests."

"So there has been some fluctuation in the food prices in various places. The grain output in their region alone cannot support the local population, and the food prices have changed due to these gaps."

"The old law stipulates that one stone of millet was destroyed. In the time of good fortune, the price of wheat was only twelve cents per stone, while in some areas, the price of wheat had increased to 43 centimeters per stone."

"Can there be such a gap?" Wang Wan was surprised.

"People are too expensive." Ju Zizhou smiled: "Some places produce sugar. They grow millet and wheat. A mu of land is only thirty or forty years. A man can cultivate up to 93 mu of land, so how much profit can be made? Less than the food for a family of old snacks, deduct taxes, and you can't lose much; but what about planting something else?"

"One pound of malt sugar in Xianyang is only ten minutes, and some remote poor places are twenty or thirty centimeters."

"Where to plant wheat, build a house, and make malt sugar, a man can work hard and get the benefits of farming for ten years in a year. Will they do it?"

"If a person does this, there will be no threshold for such things. Will no one follow others?"

Aspiring to a prosperous and beautiful life is a very normal vision that a very normal person has.

Anyone who feels that this vision is abnormal or should not be normal is abnormal.

“So the result is, where they are, the food price will be very high?”

"Yes, it should be high." Ju Zizhou nodded: "So what we need to do is to control the price of both."

"You can't make sugar-making people much richer than those who farm, but you must never make their lives without hope."

"The trade-off between this requires finding a better price and tax amount to weigh."

You can't press your head to tell them what they should do, but let them settle the account by themselves.

Wang Wan nodded: "I didn't notice this in the past."

"This is a small matter." Ju Zizhou smiled slightly and said nothing: "Brother Wang wants to see what I have written so far?"

"I want to take a look." Wang Wan nodded.

Ju Zizhou handed over several scrolls of silk books and bamboo slips.

Then, these silk books and bamboo slips appeared in Yuxian late at night on Ying Zheng's desk.

It was also at this time that Fei Ying brought Wei Liao, Long and others back to Xianyang.
Chapter completed!
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