Daqin: I was overheard by Zulong

Chapter 120
Hearing Feng Shuyi's words, Ying Zheng suddenly became excited, and seeing the refined salt in the bowl that Ying Liman was holding, he was extremely excited.

Feng Quji, who was at the side, was also extremely excited when he saw the snow-white refined salt, and subconsciously said: "His Royal Highness, can you demonstrate it again for your majesty and ministers?"

"The ore is gone." Zhao Yi said dryly, and gasps suddenly sounded from all around.

Ying Zheng was also a little bit pained, Li Xin and Wang Li were even more dumbfounded, almost the same words came out of their hearts.

This prince is so awesome!
"Ahem..." Ying Zheng was a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to continue entangled with Zhao Yi on this unimportant matter.

So Ying Zheng coughed a few times, then changed the subject and said, "Well, Prince, I heard Prime Minister Zuo mentioned earlier that the Prince's Mansion, the Salt Mansion and other three mansions have now been established."

"Now that the left prime minister has assigned officials to you, all the officials are in place, and we just wait for your approval to start operation."

"Wait for my consent?" Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. The officials of the three mansions had to be designated by themselves before they could start operating. At this time, the power in Zhao Yi's hands was unprecedented.

After all, the officials assigned to each mansion are all real third-grade officials according to the laws of the Qin Dynasty.

But Zhao Yi has always been unwilling to worry about these things. After all, it is too cumbersome, especially affecting his sleep quality.

"This, let the left minister and the right minister discuss it, and I have no objection."

I thought it was a simple matter, but Ying Zheng unexpectedly denied it when he heard it, "I can let the left and right appoint the officials of each government, but you still have to appoint the position of the government!"

"It's not just the paper-making, printing, or salt-making houses. They all need to have a good understanding of paper making, printing, or salt making. At least they must be someone you recognize!"

Hearing Ying Zheng's insistence, Zhao Yi had no choice. The Salt Mansion is not a place that ordinary people can do. If you want someone you can trust, you need to know a little bit about salt making.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi suddenly had an idea and pointed at Ying Liman, "Then Liman will go!"

"Ah?" Ying Zheng was dumbfounded, Feng Quji was dumbfounded, and Ying Liman was also dumbfounded.

What a mess, I asked you to arrange it, and I didn't ask you to drag someone over to fool me. How old is Ying Liman now?And it's a princess, you let the princess come to be a third-rank official for you?play it!
Li Xin, Wang Li, and Feng Shuyi were all in a daze, and Ying Liman was already at a loss, but Zhao Yi was determined, "That's right, it's Liman, she is the first governor of my Daqin Salt Mansion! "

Yingzheng was still in shock, Feng Quji took a step forward, cupped his hands at Zhao Yi and said, "His Royal Highness, this matter is definitely not a joke, and you must not do it willfully."

"The Salt Mansion puts all the salt mansions in Daqin under one jurisdiction. It integrates salt production and sales, and governs the mansion where the people of the world eat salt. How can a princess and a girl be in charge of such key points?"

"Especially since the princess is underage and has never been exposed to political affairs. Not to mention that she knows nothing about salt production, how can she be responsible for such an important person? Your Highness, please think twice!"

What Feng Quji said was not to look down on Ying Liman, but to start from the reality, no matter Ying Liman's age, experience or experience in salt production, people can't rest assured.

Zhao Yi had a determined smile all over his face. Of course he understood what Feng Quji said and what the other party was worried about, but since Zhao Yi had made up his mind, he never thought about arguing with anyone.

Seeing Zhao Yi's attitude, Feng Quji could only look at Ying Zheng for help.

Ying Zheng recovered from the shock and walked towards Zhao Yi, "Prince, I will never agree to this. Isn't this nonsense? How can the Salt Manufacturing Mansion be left to Liman to manage? What if the world knows about this? , I thought there was no one in Da Qin!"

Li Xin and Wang Li had already forgotten about their affairs at this time, and they also laughed teasingly at the side.

"That's right, Princess Liman is really not suitable, isn't His Royal Highness making trouble!"

"That's right, if Princess Liman can do it, then it's better to let me in, I can also be the governor of this salt-making mansion!"

Both Li Xin and Wang Li are high-ranking officials above the third rank of the imperial court, and they all know how important the Salt Mansion is.

They all understood just now that the Salt Mansion is to centralize the entire Daqin Salt Mansion under the management of the Prince's Mansion, unify and improve the salt production plan, and then return it to the Prince's Mansion for unified deployment and sales. It is definitely a unit with real power.

So they all know in their hearts that such a fat job is definitely worth fighting for. As long as they can win it, not only will they not have to worry about eating salt in the future, but it will also mean that a lot of money can be obtained.

Zhao Yi looked around, only to feel upset for a while, and he was really tired talking to these unreasonable guys.

【Fuck, Li Xin and Wang Li are two sand sculptures, I didn't bother you, how dare you still think about the Salt Mansion, you really don't know how to write dead words! 】

【What's wrong with Liman? She's a little young, but she's simple and easy to accept new knowledge. As long as I train her properly, I dare say that she will be the world's number one salt maker in the future. I'll see who dares to disagree! 】

[What’s wrong with Princess Da Qin being the governor of the salt production house? It’s not like she has to do everything. Everyone only cares about power. This unit of authority must be filled by simple-minded people. Let Li Xin and Wang Li Come and do it, it will definitely create a mess! 】

[You’re asking me to arrange it, but you don’t approve of the people I’ve chosen. What a fuss! 】

[What the hell, even if I say now that the Salt Production House’s salt production can reach 1000 million kilograms within a year, why the hell would I give you the hard work if you don’t believe me? Isn’t it fun to be an idle fish? 】

Producing 1000 million kilograms of salt a year?When Ying Zheng heard Zhao Yi's words, he immediately lost his composure.

Today, there are only thirteen salt-making mansions in Daqin. Even if they are integrated, the annual constant is no more than one million catties, and most of them are poisonous coarse salt, which is completely incomparable with the refined salt produced by Zhao Yi.

If Zhao Yi can make the Daqin Salt Manufacturing Mansion reach an annual constant of 1000 million catties, and it is all fine salt, why not let Ying Liman be the first head of the Salt Manufacture.

Anyway, it can benefit the country and the people, so that the people of Daqin can eat fine salt. This risk is worth taking once!
At this time, in Ying Zheng's mind, he had already imagined the scene of thousands of lights and every household using cheap fine salt for cooking.

But at this moment, Zhao Yi's voice broke Ying Zheng's illusion.

[Forget it, forget it, old things are not rare, and I am too lazy to move. 】

[A person is judged by age, so what happened to Gan Luo before was all fake? 】

[Forget it, who cares, if you don’t like it, just dislike it. Anyway, Da Qin doesn’t want to return to his heart now, so what the hell are you doing! 】

(End of this chapter)