[Comprehensive] Survival of the Last Emperor

Listening to Bao Er smashing the reason of "the right to use it, and it expires", Ying Zhengchang sighed, put down the pen in his hand, and turned to look at Hu Hai, with an innocent and innocent expression on his handsome and lovely face.

"Why are you so violent?" Ying Zheng stretched out his hand, looking helplessly at Hu Hai rubbing his head.

"Father, are you thinking wrongly? Don't you bring your principles of handling things to Erchen? Erchen is not a novice, of course I know that killing can't solve the problem." Hu Hai said, while Silently slandering in my heart, where is the agreed tyrant Qin Shihuang?He actually advised his son not to use violence here!This is not the same as the good character set!

"I didn't think about murdering people, I just thought Brother Fusu could do this... one, open a shop by myself..." Hu Hai took out a blank piece of paper from the case and wrote on it. While painting, he said: "The most important thing for the people is the clothes on their bodies and the food in their mouths. Other things are secondary, so Brother Fusu's shop only needs to sell these two things... at a discounted price... only Collecting new money... The common people will naturally exchange a large amount of new money...Of course, the nobles of the six countries may take the opportunity to hoard goods, and we can require that user registration must be used when purchasing, and the purchases are limited. Money, in fact, is just a pile of copper, as long as People will not care who minted the money if they can be exchanged for food and clothing.”

"However, if you talk about opening a store, you need a lot of food and cloth. How can you get so much food when you transport the goods?" Ying Zheng frowned and meditated as he tapped on the desk.

"Whether big brother has so much goods, it seems that we don't need to care about it. As long as the nobles of the six countries feel that big brother has a lot of goods... At most, it will be shipped in during the day and shipped out at night... Or more empty cars... "Hu Hai remembers that after 2000, during the soybean war between China and the United States, the price of soybeans in the United States remained high, and China shipped two shipments of soybeans from Brazil to stop at the port.With just two shipments of soybeans, the price of U.S. soybeans was immediately suppressed, because no one knew whether China could buy more soybeans from Brazil. If some suppress some, I don't believe it, all the merchants are from the nobles of the six countries, and there is not even a Lu Buwei... among them."

"Bring some people over and suppress others, just like what you did in Chu State?" Ying Zheng rubbed his chin, looked at what Hu Hai wrote on the paper, and said with a frown.

"That's right, just like what Erchen did in Chu State. No nobleman would be willing to be a petty nobleman forever, and no businessman would be willing to be a petty merchant forever..." Hu Hai waved his hand casually, "What? Aristocrats and businessmen, they are leeks in the field. Once cut, they will grow again soon. Instead of letting them grow randomly like weeds, it is better to control them in our own hands... just like the land, Although every commoner is divided into lands now, but the sons and ministers dare to stop them, and within ten years, there will be a scene where the poor have no place to stand, and the big landlords are full of fields."

"Huh! How dare they!" Ying Zheng snapped angrily. Although he was angry, he had to admit that Hu Hai was right. In less than ten years, land annexation would definitely become serious.

"Okay, okay! Father, calm down and calm down! At least ten years later, we can kill a large number of them. Anyway, there are a lot of bad deeds, and there will be a lot of them if you just catch them. As long as you want to deal with it, it will be very easy to deal with. "Hu Hai ran to Ying Zheng's side, stroked his back, and said while giving him a hand: "Let's talk about the elder brother. In addition to finding someone to open the shop, the elder brother can also go to other people's shop to make trouble... son The minister is not saying to close the shop, but for the physical and mental health of the people in Daliang, the government should dispatch more, go to the shops of the nobles of the six countries to check the sanitation, product quality, and business taxes... For example, rice shops in restaurants, etc. It should be even stricter. After all, people depend on food. If the food is not clean, or the environment is too dirty, people will get sick if they eat it...We don’t close the store, but it’s okay to close the business for a few days? Erchen listen Speaking of general business, the most profitable place is the Fengyue place, how dirty is that place, if you get sick, it will infect many people, we... Father, what is your expression?"

"How do you know about Fengyue's place?" Ying Zheng's face was completely dark this time, and his cute son, who has never been in Xianyang Palace for a few times, actually knows about Fengyue's place?Soul light!Who taught my baby to smash it!

"It's said in "Guanzi"." Hu Hai pretended to be dazed. "Guanzi" was written by Guan Zhong, and Guan Zhong was once enshrined as a patron saint by China's service industry because he created the state-run prostitution system.

Of course, Hu Hai doesn't remember whether it was mentioned in "Guan Zi".But modern people need to read books to understand Fengyue place, are you insulting him?

"To put it bluntly, there is nothing rare, it's just about whether you are willing to do it or not. Not to mention that my son killed a lot of people in Chu, but after all, my son was just learning from Shang Jun. When Shang Jun reformed the law in the past, in order to change In the private fighting style of the Qin people, Shang Jun killed blood like rivers, and he was no more merciful than his children. In the end, Shang Jun reformed, and the result? Father should be very clear." Hu Hai shook his head and said, the tall little The ponytail flicked behind his head following his movements, looking cute and well-behaved, and had nothing to do with the murderer.

But such a cute kid is using his soft and tender voice to speak slowly: "If you do this, you will not only make enemies, but you may also be infamous forever. It's just that in this world It’s hard to have a perfect pair, but you also want a good reputation and achievements. How can there be so many good things? So life is nothing more than a choice from one to another. Just like Lord Shang and Lord Wu’an back then, For the sake of Great Qin's eternal foundation, they all chose to bear the infamy for the rest of their lives, and although their sons and ministers are not as good as the sages, they have never been afraid of infamy."

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand to hug Hu Hai, rubbed it in his arms, and said, "You...you are such a good boy."

"Father...the sons are all grown-ups." Hu Hai felt aggrieved as he touched his red cheeks rubbed by Ying Zheng. He had just grown two inches recently, and his height was one step closer to eight feet seven inches.

"Didn't you say that after 80 years old, he will also be the son of the emperor?" Ying Zheng let go of Hu Hai, and looked at Hu Hai who was sitting on his lap, awkward like a little girl.

Hu Hai's voice was suddenly choked up, and then he turned his head angrily, and said with red eyes: "Hmph! Father is bad! I'm ignoring you!"

"All right, all right! My father is bad! If you ignore my father, then my father will take care of you, right?" Ying Zheng picked up the paper that Hu Hai had badly drawn and the feather that Hu Hai was playing with, and said Said: "The second thing you want to offer is this, right? A feather pen that can write extremely fine handwriting? Come, father, try it and see if it works."

"Hmph!" Hu Hai threw the quill pen into Ying Zheng's hand, slid it down from his lap, sat beside him, and said in a buzzing voice, "Just dip the tip of the pen with some ink and it will work."

Ying Zheng clumsily imitated the way Hu Hai held the pen just now, and went to hold the quill, but he heard a burst of "giggling" laughter from his precious son next to him, and he didn't want to take it seriously, otherwise... 90.00% biological son, [-]% Qin Er Shi, you can't hit him casually, and you will tell Zhang Han to deduct some pocket money from the bear boy, and the bear child will know that there is only father in the world.

"Father, that's how you make it." Hu Hai stretched out his hand, grabbed Ying Zheng's hand, adjusted his posture, then pushed his hand, writing and drawing on the paper.

Thinking back when I was in kindergarten, the kindergarten teacher taught me to hold a pen like this... Faintly, Hu Hai had a feeling of bringing his son ahead of time.Of course, this is absolutely not enough to be understood by outsiders, it is enough to feel relieved in your heart, otherwise, even if you are 90.00% your own son, [-]% of Qin Ershi, you will be beaten like his name—turning into a pig's head.

The emperor of the ages is the emperor of the ages, and he can learn everything quickly. In just ten minutes, Ying Zheng was already proficient in writing and drawing on paper with a quill pen.

"This thing is really easy to use. It's much faster than writing with a brush." ​​Ying Zheng wrote his name on the paper——Zhao Zheng.

Seeing Ying Zheng's high spirits and self-teaching appearance, Hu Hai, who just found a little feeling of being a father, is called a sad one. He finally understands that what Ying Zheng teaches, he can learn by himself, and when he learns very well and quickly, Why is Ying Zheng so disappointed?

I hope that my future son will not be so smart, and at least let me feel like a father.

"How dare I use something that is not easy to use for my father." Although Hu Hai was running the train in his mind, the expression on his face was still within the normal range and did not show it, "Look, father, this thing If you use it to critique memorials, it will be much faster than writing with a brush word by word."

Hu Hai said, took the quill pen in Ying Zheng's hand, and began to write on the paper.

Different from the mediocre level of brush calligraphy, Hu Hai's hard-tipped calligraphy is still very good, sometimes big characters, sometimes small characters, sometimes cursive script, sometimes block letters, such as the writing style of flowing clouds and flowing water, and the flexible and changeable fonts blinded Ying Zheng's eyes.

"It's really easy to use." Ying Zheng took the quill in Hu Hai's hand, nodded happily and said, "Okay! I will use this to correct memorials in the future. Good boy, you are the only one who knows your father best." Heart." Ying Zheng patted Hu Hai's shoulder with satisfaction, "Speaking of which, what are you thinking about all day long? You have so many wonderful ideas."

"It's just a small way for a child to be lazy when he accidentally finds that hard pens are more convenient than soft pens when drawing pictures with small wooden sticks." Hu Hai replied with a humble face and a smile.

Ying Zheng was really in a happy mood, so he decided to withdraw his original decision to let Zhang Han deduct [-]% of Hu Hai's pocket money... Well, only [-]% of the pocket money will be deducted. Anyway, I take care of food, drink, clothes and carriages Take care of the servants to pay the salary, and the brat just needs to save some money to buy lollipops.