Daqin: The first emperor came to recognize his relatives, and I greeted him with a knife

"I know who you are talking about, without further ado, I will go to him now!"

Soon, Wang Jian rushed to Zhaoyang Village.

dong dong dong~
Hearing the movement at the door, Zhao Yang stood up and opened the door.

Zhao Yang still looked at him calmly as always.

While saluting, Zhao Yang had guessed his intention from the expression on his face.

"General Wang, please."

After narrating the ceremony, Zhao Yang turned around and went back to the house to pour water for him.

"Wait a minute~"

Wang Jian stopped Zhao Yang from behind and said, "You don't have to be too polite, you can drink this water later, I came here this time because I have some questions and I want to ask for advice."

"Oh?"

Zhao Yang turned around, "The problem that makes you come here in person must be a big problem. Although Zhao Yang is not talented, he is willing to discuss it with the general."

"It's about food, recently food..."

Wang Jian had already made up his speech.

He cupped his hands and said, "When I was on the way to destroy Chu, I wrote a letter and asked His Majesty for a lot of farms and houses, beauty, do you know?"

This story is clearly recorded in history, how could Zhao Yang not know about it?

However, he still shook his head slightly without moving.

"This is a matter of the government and the past. How can I, a country savage, know?"

Wang Jian said with a smile: "You may as well listen to me and say it slowly, that is, among the fields and houses that I asked His Majesty back then, there was a hundred hectares of beautiful land in Chudi, but that hundred hectares of land has tortured me so much that I couldn't sleep for several days. Good night's sleep!"

"Oh? Why is that?"

Zhao Yang said in surprise: "Could it be that His Majesty wants to take back that hundred hectares of land?"

Wang Jian shook his head.

"That's not true. Is there any king in the world? If His Majesty really wants to take it back, I won't have such a headache."

"Why is that?"

Zhao Yang continued to ask.

Wang Jian sighed, shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, the grain harvested from my [-]-hectare field this year is less than one-tenth of what it used to be in previous years. I can live on porridge..."

Zhao Yang asked again: "Then why don't you distribute some food to them?"

He knew it was the famine problem in the South.

But since Wang Jian didn't want to say it, he was willing to continue acting.

Wang Jian looked at the gray sky and sighed again?

"Brother Zhao also knows that the harvest in the south this year is not very good, and all my closed fields are in Chu, and the harvest of good fields is only one-tenth, let alone other fields? To be honest, my current one The three meals a day are just the same as ordinary people in previous years."

"It's really a difficult thing to do."

Zhao Yang stood up while talking, and walked to the pulp pool in the courtyard, just dazed.

Wang Jian looked at him quietly and didn't say a word, just sat beside the stone table and waited anxiously.

After a quarter of an hour, Zhao Yang turned around suddenly, showing a confident look.

"Yes, General Wang, I have thought of a way to try."

"any solution?"

Wang Jian hurriedly stood up and came to Zhao Yang's side.

His excited eyes lit up, and he really didn't believe the wrong person.

"Relief for work!"

Zhao Yang pointed at the pulp pool, nodded and said.

"To work..."

"Alternative!"

Wang Jian thought for a long time, he is also a smart person and he can probably understand it.

"For example, in the famine in the south, the imperial court directly distributes relief food to the victims, but the biggest disadvantage of this method is that it cannot effectively manage the order of the victims other than eating, and it is easy to mess up. Moreover, as a disaster relief party, it is always somewhat selfish from the perspective of selfishness. It’s a painstaking and aggrieved feeling.”
Zhao Yang's words of famine made Wang Jian feel a little guilty.

"For example, let those people build terraces, and then distribute food to them, killing two birds with one stone."
Wang Jian nodded excitedly.

"Old man, thank you very much."
Zhao Yang said with a smile ("Thanks to General Wang for coming to the door on purpose, Zhao Yang is just doing his best."

"Since the matter has been resolved, why not stay and have dinner before leaving?"

Wang Jian got this idea and wished he could go back and report it to Emperor Shihuang for implementation.

Where else do you want to eat?
"Thank you for your kindness, I will make a special trip to thank you another day!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Yang to say more, he left quickly.

Back home, Wang Jian was busy writing the method of using work for relief into a memorandum.

Then on the second day, he entered the palace and presented this memorandum to His Majesty.

Qin Huang stared at the watch for a long time before slowly raising his head.

Looking at Wang Jian with complicated eyes, he said, "Wang Jian, did you write this memorandum?"

"Yes!" Wang Jian nodded and said.

After all, it is now in the court, so Wang Jian dare not speak nonsense.

It can only replace his reputation first.

"Okay!" Emperor Qin handed the memorial to Zhao Gao, motioning him to hand it back to Wang Jian.

"Wang Jian, please read this memorandum and let other ministers listen to it."

Wang Jian took the memorandum and recited it skillfully. After one time, all the ministers were stunned.

Cash for work!

It does not violate the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty, but also solves the problem of famine, and solves the problem of merchants hoarding grain for profit. More importantly...

It can also strengthen the construction of Daqin!
What surprised the ministers even more was that this method was actually thought up by a martial artist, Wang Jian.

This is a solution that I can't come up with after trying my best to think hard for many days!

"good idea!"

"General Wang Jian not only has great military strategy, but also has such deep insights into governing the country, which really impresses me!"

"Amazing, amazing!"

All the ministers cast admiring glances at Wang Jian.

Ying Zheng leaned forward slightly and said, "Wang Jian, you have solved such a big problem for Daqin, tell me, how can I reward you?"

"His Majesty!"

Wang Jian bowed to the ground and said: "The memorial was written by the minister, but someone else came up with this method!"

Qin Huang said, "Who is it?"

"It's Master Li Si!"

As Wang Jian spoke, he turned his head to Li Si.

"Shu~"

Li Si's face turned red immediately.

"Your Majesty, it's not me, it's not me~"

For some reason, Li Si, who has always been keen on pursuing fame and fortune, evaded this matter as if he had encountered a fire.

"Master Li, why should you be modest?"

Zhao Gao said angrily, "If you can't think of this way, who else in the world can think of it?"

"It was written by the minister."

Li Si remembered that in order to protect Zhao Yang, he had no choice but to say this.

He kept scolding Wang Jian in his heart.

Wang Jian didn't want to bear the condemnation of his conscience, so he dumped the blame on him.

Seeing his cannibalistic gaze, Wang Jian quickly lowered his head.

It is also helpless for them to do so.

If these people know now, Zhao Yang will definitely try his best to dig out his background.

Then he will be in danger.