"You must never destroy the country!" Xiong Jing's roar aroused the wailing of more vassal officials. There are many people in the vassal kings. Even if there is no land, they do not want the land of Chu to become the land of other countries, and the common people of Chu to become common people of other countries.

"How can I destroy the country? The king is clearly saving the country...ah!" Zimo also took the opportunity to speak. He was not polite to him, and someone smashed his sword with a sheath, and he immediately screamed.

"What do you mean by you?" Ling Yin Nao stood up. His aura was even more powerful than Zi Mo. He was caught by someone. The sword immediately smashed hard on the ground. "What are the Qin people coming? What are the Qin people coming?!" He asked loudly.

"I'll wait for the death to fight when the Qin people come!" Yi Yangjun shouted, and with him, the doctors shouted together: "Of course, if the Qin people come, I'll wait for the death to fight when the Qin people come."

"Are you waiting for the death to fight?! Are you waiting for the death to fight?!" Naojiu pointed at them, "Where are the Yue people? Where are the Song people? Where are the Lu people? How many are the Chu people? How many are the Chu people?!" Naojiu was tall and loud, and his voice could be heard even outside his bedroom.

"In the country of Chu people, only Chu people fight to the death! How many people in Chu people? How many people?!" Nao Ji, who finally suppressed the scene, glared at Yi Tu and others. "There are more than 200,000 tribes moving east, plus the tribes of the East, there are only 400,000 tribes, and 400,000 men, women, old children, how many soldiers can they fight?

Before the death of the former king, he knew that the State of Chu was about to perish, so he said to his ministers: "The king is in the country, and no matter what strategy the king is, you must assist the king." Now the king is awake and sleeping at night to determine the national affairs. How could he never think that allowing all countries to restore the country is to abandon the foundation of the previous kings. However, the situation is like this, if the state of Chu is not destroyed, this strategy must be implemented."

"Naoqing..." Xiong Jing had already fallen from the back of the temple's people. He looked at the Fengjun doctor in front of him and shook his head. "Don't talk to them too much. They have servants, cars, and meat. They have long lost the courage of their ancestors to do their best. They are the big fat pigs raised by farmers. If the Gu Lu is cut off today, they will starve to death tomorrow."

Naojiu's words are alert, Xiong Jing's words are insulting. Some people feel ashamed when they hear it, while others are like Yi Yangjun who hears it, shouting to the sky: "Please don't insult me!"

"I'm not talking about you." Xiong Jing did not look at him, but the people behind him. "I can guarantee that: First, the county magistrates and Yin Yin officials can treat the common people well and go to the temple to see the three politics. No one except the Qin people can drive you away; second, before the Qin people attacked our Chu State, the wealth of the Duke clan would not decrease, and you still have no worries about food and clothing."

After Xiong Jing finished speaking, no one responded, but many people bowed their heads. For the restoration of various countries under their rule, the greatest benefit for the public tribes is the loss of official positions and the loss of Gu Lu. The king guaranteed not to lose his official positions and Gu Lu. Once the real interests disappeared, most of the excitement disappeared.

Seeing everyone bowing their heads, Xiong Jing smiled in contempt, but felt deeply disappointed. He turned to Chang Jiang and said, "Send them out!"

"The king's order, retreat!" Chang Jiang looked at the temple people who were already standing in Mingtang. They lined up in a row and wanted to clear everyone out.

"King!" Yi Yang Jun did not retreat, but instead knelt forward, "Minist..."

His tears suddenly flowed down, not knowing what to say, nor could he say anything, but the huge Chu State said it was gone, and he felt sad in his heart, and couldn't help but cry: "King, Chu State cannot perish!"

"King, the State of Chu cannot perish!" Following him, the Fengjun Doctors also cried.

The main bedroom was full of sad voices, and his toughness was as strong as a cunning person and his eyes were wet, but Xiong Jing was unmoved. He said: "Whether the Chu State is destroyed depends on how we have done in the past twenty years. If we do well, the Chu State will not only not perish, but also recover the old land of Ying; if we do not do well..."

"The king, I will definitely do it well." Amid the crying, the ministers were already speaking in unison.

"Then let's see the three policies in the temple. The other new policies will be issued soon. When you want to do things, I will have an order. You can retreat first." Xiong Jing waved his hand again. At this time, he felt that Chu State had some hope. At least when he cried just now, most of the ministers were really crying, but they didn't know how many movie emperors there were.

"I am waiting for the king's order." After responding in unison, the ministers responded, then bowed and stepped back.

"I really don't know who passed it on!" Zimo was hit with a sword just now. When he saw the ministers retreating, he immediately talked about the culprit.

"How can anyone who knows the truth be confused if they compile historic books?" Qu Sui said helplessly, and he knew that the secret would not be hidden for long. "The king should quickly issue an order to restore the country, and use the order of Zheng Yingdu to guard against the evildoers."

"Issuing the resumption order? It is not impossible." Yang Wenjun, who has become the priest, objected. "The resumption of the country can only be understood, but not clearly stated. If you speak clearly, the State of Chu will inevitably be in chaos, and there may be rebellions in various counties and towns. The king should quickly order the rumor of restoration of the country. At the end of this order, it should be clearly stated that scholars and historians from all over the world should quickly gather in Yingdu to discuss the compilation of old history, so that the common people can feel at ease."

"How?" Xiong Jing asked. Although Yang Wenjun was a little disgusted, he was the highest among the important officials when it came to his wisdom.

"It should be true." Grand Tutor Song Yu rarely speaks, but he will still express his opinions on some important matters.

"What do you think Naoqing?" Xiong Jing asked Naojiu again. He was the Lingyin. Xiong Jing would ask him first to show respect.

"This strategy is OK." Naojiu was not very close to Yang Wenjun, but he still agreed with his idea.

"Then I'll ask someone to draft the document. The rumors about restoring the country should not be clearly stated. The more tactful the better." Xiong Jingzhi applied it to others, and knew that even the word "restored the country" should not appear on the paper, so as not to cause turmoil in counties and towns. But after this explanation was made, he had forgotten what to discuss today.

"King, Zhao State has sent 20,000 gold this time, and there are still 6,000 horses." The content of the meeting is actually a daily event, basically a court hearing. "If you can, ink furnace, coke, craftsmen, etc., you will be delivered to Zhao State today."

"Six thousand horses, only six thousand horses?" Xiong Jingmo calculated the unit price of horses and found that each horse was 0.25 gold.

"Envoy Zhao said that Qi State was not allowed to cross the border, and could only cross the border from Qin and Wei, so a horse was more than 2,000 yuan more than 2,000 yuan for buying roads." Naojiu explained. Last year, the army and horses died of exhaustion and illness, and 6,000 yuan was the largest batch of single horses purchased by Chu State in 40 years.

"Transfer from Qin and Wei?" Xiong Jing was very surprised. "That's fine with Wei State, is it possible for Qin State to pass through so many horses?"

"Zhao Zhi said he spent two thousand gold to buy a road, but he didn't know whether it was true or false." Nao smiled and he was happy if he had a horse.

"Since Qin wants to negotiate peace with our Chu State, this move may be due to Xianyang's acquiescence." Yang Wenjun thought of the right prime minister Xiong Qi.

"How about the horse?" Xiong Jing also thought of Xiong Qi, "What he wanted was not to pick up the horse, but to ride the horse."

"It's a horse." Naojiu had already sent someone to see the group of horses, "all of which are more than five feet and eight inches."

"Since the person Zhao has paid, then ship the goods. Your boss Yindao is responsible for this matter." Xiong Jing instructed Gong Yindao.

"Report to the King: I have discussed the national debt with the State of Wei. They think that the money is too low." Si Huishi said.

"Do they think the annual interest is appropriate?" The interest set before was 15% annual interest, which is indeed very low compared to the market.

"It takes 30% of the money." Shi Zhi stretched out three fingers, "I think that if the king can see it in person, it may be reduced to 25%."

"I think that if you don't issue national debts by drying salt, glass, paper, books, huge iron, and coal, you can't issue national debts." Shi Zhi said again. "Last month, I only sold books and got more than 12,000 gold."

"Selling books?" Everyone remembered the book "I'll become an official after reading it" compiled by King Rang, and immediately burst into laughter. The wholesale price of this book is 3,000 yuan, and 30,000 to 40,000 copies will be sold in half a month. Three thousand yuan can be an official, and even if the scholars in the world have lost their fortune, they will have to buy one.

Prestige is actually a matter of one thing and one thing slowly established. Even Yang Wenjun, who later entered the Yan Dynasty, felt that Xiong Jing had the skills to govern the country, so he couldn't help laughing. Xiong Jing didn't laugh. He remembered Huang Xie's past words and said, "What's the use of gold? This is not a big merchant who can buy corn for more than 10,000 yuan of gold. Horses? Gold is just gold in our hands, and it can only be replaced by big merchants. If our Chu State wants things in the world, we have to make friends with big merchants in the world. If we don't start hoarding materials now, it will be too late to grow ginger in the future."

"I'm here." Chang Jiang is not an outsider. He always looks at the king and smiles in his eyes.

"When will I have time?" Xiong Jing asked, he already has a schedule.

"Report to the king, you have time to rest when you hang your car in five days." Chang Jiang replied.

"I'm not free in the next two days?" It was already very late in five days.

"Report to the king, you may have time to eat breakfast tomorrow." Chang Jiang said helplessly for a time, which means that the great Shang Dynasty of Wei can accompany the king to have breakfast together.

"Then arrange for the Wei State merchants to have a meal tomorrow." Xiong Jing said. He must issue national debts. Those major merchants who are in charge of commodity circulation must bring down the Chu State by purchasing national debts.

"Report to the King: After Shangsi, it will be the examination of literary servants," said Song Yu. "This time, each county and every town recruited several people, and there were tens of thousands of scholars going to Yingdu, and I am afraid that Yingdu has nowhere to stay."

"May be staying in the military camp." Naojiu came up with an idea.

"It is not appropriate for the military camp to be far away from Yingdu." Qu Sui said.

"It is better to stay in the homes of people in Yingdu City." Xiong Jing remembered the solution to the lack of granary in Xi County. "The exam took only three or four days to stay, and each scholar in the court made up a hundred coins for the city."

"King, it's more than a hundred coins." Even in spring, corn is only a hundred coins per stone. It's too expensive to spend a few nights on a family to give a stone of rice.

"Then give each household fifty coins and another fifty coins to the scholars to buy ink." Xiong Jing changed his words. His generous manner made the ministers laugh. The scholars who could go to Yingdu would not be too poor. After all, it is always very expensive to go out. However, it is not ruled out that a few scholars carried rice to Yingdu for the exam. These people slept in the open, and fifty coins were simply a surprise.
Chapter completed!