I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

The man who spoke saw the woman's anxious eyes and knew there must be someone sick at home, so he softened his tone and patiently explained, "It is said that it will take several months for the Langya County Salt Pond to produce large quantities of salt. But don't worry, the salt will definitely be available for purchase by early next year at the latest. The government-run salt farm is keeping a close eye on it and is eagerly awaiting it."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was another uproar in the crowd.

"The Third Princess is truly kindhearted. She came up with ideas that ordinary people like us can use. I think the Grand Masterpiece is still too low. The ministers in the court are a bit too stingy."

"Isn't he also a Grand Secretary?"

"What do you know? The Grand Secretary is just like a doctor. He can make suggestions but has no responsibilities. Besides, the Grand Secretary is below the doctor."

Everyone in the market had only a vague understanding of this, but those who understood understood why Ying Zheng did it.

Since the Qin Dynasty swept across the world, the six kingdoms were eliminated, the four seas were united, and the world belonged to Qin.

However, the world's unity is still a long way off, and only when one's mind is determined can the world be united.

The hundreds of schools of thought that once flourished at the Jixia Academy, some seeking fame, some seeking profit, all vying for a share of the newly established empire. This is how the Seventy Doctors of the Qin Dynasty came into being, who could offer advice and participate in court discussions.

However, most of these seventy doctors took a wait-and-see attitude. The lion's share had already been taken by the Legalists, and the other small profits were not worth the life-and-death fight among the various schools.

Nowadays, only Confucianism has emerged, but it is directly targeting Legalism, vying for the top mainstream position.

As for the other few families who have not yet arrived, it is unknown what secret arrangements they have made.

In this environment, although Ying Zheng had issued the order of "standardizing the track for vehicles, the writing for books, and the customs for people", the implementation was uneven in different places, and there was still a long way to go.

The title of a small scholar was an opportunity for Ying Zheng to leverage everyone's power. The game had begun, but the outcome was not yet finalized.

Su Jinyue, this tiny chess piece, is a sharp weapon that stirs up the situation.

The chess piece enters the game, the player makes the layout, he is both the chess piece and the player, all developments are unknown.

In Xianyang City, in a dilapidated courtyard, Zhou Shu and three others sat around a chessboard, drinking tea and playing chess.

Among them, two white-haired old men were playing chess against each other.

"Shaotong, your chess skills have improved again." The owner of the courtyard chuckled and praised.

The man sitting opposite was named Cui Guang, also known as Xia Huang Gong in later generations. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Haha, I'm still not as good as Brother Xuanming."

These four people are known as the "Four Haos of Shangshan", namely Tang Bing, Duke of Dongyuan, Cui Guang, Duke of Xiahuang, Wu Shi, Ji of Qili, and Zhou Shu, a scholar from Luli. At that time, they were still serving as doctors in Daqin, believed in the teachings of Huang Lao, and had not yet gone into seclusion because of Qin Shihuang's burning of books and burying of scholars.

Zhou Shu poured tea for the two of them and said in a deep voice, "News has come from Langya County that the method of drying salt in ditches is indeed feasible. The new salt is white in color and has a good taste. It is indeed a high-quality product."

"If so, it is indeed a move that benefits the people. After five hundred years of war, the whole world has suffered. Although the King of Qin is a bit stubborn, if he can serve the people wholeheartedly, the Great Qin can still be saved." Tang Bing stroked his long beard and sighed softly.

Wu Shi came back to his senses from his contemplation and looked at the three people. "What do you think a god looks like?"

"Hahaha, Wu Shi, ah Wu Shi, how come you're obsessed with appearances?" Cui Guang laughed out loud upon hearing this. "Let's not talk about whether the Third Princess is a disciple of an immortal, but she did say something quite interesting."

Zhou Shu: "Which sentence?"

"Man can conquer nature." Two voices sounded at the same time. Tang Bing and Cui Guang looked at each other and burst into laughter.

There was a turbulent situation inside Xianyang City, and the situation outside Xianyang City was also not peaceful.

As the reputation of the third princess's immortal disciple spread further and further, the name Zhao Jinyue also entered the vision of the nobles of the six countries.

In a three-story house in Yuyang County, people were also drinking tea and playing chess.

They were still wearing old Yan clothing and spoke with a thick Yan accent. "My third brother and the others have all been relocated to Xianyang. Now it's just the two of us who are left here, all alone, to guard our inheritance."

"The Zhao thieves are despicable. They forced 12,000 households from Great Yan to be taken to Xianyang. If it weren't for my third brother's protection, we would have become like birds in a cage, unable to struggle."

"Don't worry, wait for the future. No matter how many princesses he introduces, they can't stop the gossip."

In the sky, dark clouds gathered and surged, electric charges collided violently in the clouds, and lightning scattered.

With a loud "boom", a flash of lightning cut through the sky like a sharp sword, illuminating the entire world in an instant. Immediately afterwards, another earth-shaking thunder came from the depths of the distant sky, as if it was going to tear the entire sky apart.

The rain was pouring down with no sign of stopping.

On the streets, rain fell from the eaves like a waterfall, making a crackling sound, gathering into a stream and rushing to the lower places.

In the mountains and fields, wheat fields moved in the wind during the heavy rain, and the land was soaked by rain, forming muddy puddles.

It was not until late at night that the heavy rain gradually stopped.

At midnight, when everything is quiet, it is the darkest time of the day and the best time to watch the stars.

In Sanchuan County, deep in the Yunmeng Mountains, a white-haired old man in a long robe with wide sleeves was looking up at the stars.

The years have carved deep wrinkles on his face, like the earth with ravines. Sparse silver threads flutter gently in the wind, brushing across his furrowed forehead.

His eyes were already a little cloudy, but the occasional flash of light showed his wisdom.

He stood alone on a high hill, gazing at the stars in the sky with awe. Beside the bright North Star, a faint Purple Palace was emitting a mysterious light, growing brighter and brighter.

The old man pondered the stars in the sky for a long time.

"wrong."

"This isn't right."

"How could this be? How could this be!"

The old man seemed unwilling to give up. He rubbed his eyes with his hands, looked up at the sky again, and stared for a long time.

"It's clearly Mars guarding the heart, why! Why!"

The old man muttered to himself, staring at the sky again, "I see dark clouds, the moon is waning, and the stars are hidden. Why is the Purple Star suddenly bright?"

"Why is this happening? It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't have changed!"

The old man staggered down the hill and walked towards the ox cart in the distance.

You ask why?

Su Jinyue couldn't tell you because the protagonist who caused all this, Su Jinyue, was sleeping on the spacious bed, holding a pillow and drooling.

"Hey Hey"

I don’t know what this person was dreaming about, and he made particularly obscene sounds in his sleep.

After a good night's sleep, Su Jinyue usually wakes up late.

When she rushed to the court hall, the other ministers had already arrived.

Su Jinyue took out bag after bag of snacks from her homemade cloth bag and distributed them to Fusu.

"Hahahahaha"

"Crack, bang, bang, bang"

Wang Wan, who was sitting behind her, couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Su Jinyue's chair lightly to remind her to be careful with her words and actions.

"Do you want to eat too?" Su Jinyue took out a plate of drunkard's fried beans, turned around and put it on Wang Wan's desk. Noticing the gazes of the people next to her, she took out some more with a conflicted look on her face and shared it with them.

"That's all we have. If you have more, there won't be any left. Share it among yourselves and don't be greedy."

Fusu ate fried beans with a crunch and looked at Su Jinyue with satisfaction, thinking: Third sister is kind, respects the elderly and loves the young, and likes to share.