After several times of lingering hatred to the bone marrow, Zhao Lang woke up early the next morning and touched the side directly.

Well, the hills are rolling.

Turning his head again, he saw Ji Wushuang's beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Why don't you run today?"

Zhao Lang said with a smile.

Ji Wushuang pouted and replied,

"When did I run away? Isn't it because things were not done before?"

Of course Zhao Lang would not continue to argue, but said,

"So it's over now?"

Ji Wushuang still shook his head, then said with some regret,

"Not yet, the south is so big, I'm afraid it will be winter, and there is no way to arrange everything."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang sighed regretfully,

Although the government order has been passed, and the government and the people have also taken action, it is unrealistic to want to resettle all the southern people in one place.

"Well, try your best."

Zhao Lang could only comfort Ji Wushuang in this way.

But he also felt powerless.

As far as this matter is concerned, he really can't help it.

In the past, when he only needed to take care of one person in Zhuangzi, he could be said to be full of confidence. He could ensure that all the people in Zhuangzi had enough food and clothing, had a house to live in, and lived a very good life.

After winning Liaodong, with his own potatoes, he dared to say that everyone in Liaodong County would be fed and clothed, but housing and so on, he dared not guarantee it.

Later, after Yunmengze, Weidi, Handi, and Qidi came into existence, they would only dare to say that they were full, and there was no guarantee of clothing.

Now, after the land of Chu was pacified, he couldn't even guarantee that everyone would be fed.

"Well, Ah Lang, you are right, just do your best."

Sensing Zhao Lang's loss, Ji Wushuang showed a smile, then changed the subject and said,

"By the way, I came back this time and brought you a message."

"what news?"

Zhao Lang asked curiously.

Ji Wushuang replied,

"The farmers on our border have received news from Xiang and want to trade with us."

Ji Wushuang quickly explained the matter clearly.

"Xiang Shi?"

"They want to exchange grain for Daqin's bronze and iron wares."

Zhao Lang raised his eyebrows immediately.

He was not surprised that Xiang's contacted Daqin. At the beginning, he himself said that he could trade with the other party.

It's just that they didn't expect that instead of contacting Meng Shangqing, they would contact the farmer's family instead.

However, Zhao Lang is very interested in the content of the transaction.

Daqin is indeed short of food now, especially in Chu.

The other party is close, and there will be a lot less damage in transportation.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Lang quickly said,

"Okay, give him whatever they want, but you can't give them artisans."

"You can also tell them that ore can also be traded."

Even if Zhao Lang is not a businessman, he knows that the profit from importing raw materials and producing finished products is much greater than exporting raw materials.

And it can also be seen from this that Xiang's should have gained a firm foothold outside.

Otherwise, we would not be able to get so much food.

Similarly, I am afraid that killing a blood flowed into a river.

Otherwise, such a weapon would not be needed.

Sure enough, when opening up new places, killing is inevitable.

He has a good heart, but he can't see these things.

We can only let these people wait a little longer, when the time comes, Da Qin will naturally rescue them.

Of course, stay by the way and help them build a better life.

But Ji Wushuang asked with some doubts,

"Ah Lang, won't there be any problems with such a transaction?"

She didn't understand before, the other party was still an enemy no matter what.

Zhao Lang showed a smile and said,

"It doesn't matter, the more deals like this are done, the better for us."

Ji Wushuang nodded ignorantly, but she didn't understand, but as long as Zhao Lang knew.

"I'll send a letter back."

Ji Wushuang got up quickly, but was grabbed by Zhao Lang,

"Just send a messenger back. You don't have to go back this time, do you?"

Ji Wushuang blushed and said,

"Alang, I actually have other things to do when I come back this time."

"I don't know what's wrong with the potatoes grown in the south, and many of the leaves are sick."

"Fortunately, it didn't have a big impact this time."

Zhao Lang frowned upon hearing this.

Why is this potato still sick?

Ji Wushuang went on to say,

"I told Mr. Tian yesterday that he will follow me back to Chudi."

At this time, Zhao Lang also had to admire what Elder Tian said before, that the crop yield cannot be single.

I can only nod my head, this matter really can only be done by Mr. Tian,

"Okay, you have to settle down with Mr. Tian."

It's just that, Ji Wushuang couldn't stay anymore.

Seeing Zhao Lang's somewhat disappointed look, Ji Wushuang said with a bit of coquettishness,

"I'm leaving this afternoon."

Zhao Lang blinked, then turned around and fought again!

In the afternoon, when Zhao Lang got up again, Ji Wushuang had disappeared.

Walking out of the yard slowly, I saw a slave and a big dog with strange faces,

"Master, Miss Bai has already left."

Zhao Lang just nodded, and then walked out slowly.

When he arrived at the academy, Zhao Lang found that it was extremely quiet today, so he asked immediately,

"Don't you have class today?"

The big dog will be back soon,

"Patriarch, you forgot, it's almost winter now, and today is the year-end exam."

"Hey, after the exam is over, some people are going to cry."

When he was in Zhuangzi, he also had exams.

It's just not that formal.

Those with good test scores are now by Zhao Lang's side.

Zhao Lang was slightly taken aback and remembered.

The exam, of course, was invented by him.

From a certain point of view, whether it is this life or the previous life.

After entering the society, everyone will find that school examinations are the fairest thing in the world.

Learning is the easiest thing.

Hope more students can understand.

Of course, Zhao Lang is here not only to persuade students, but also thinking that now is the time to let the court ministers taste the horror of the exam.

Daqin's current system of selecting officials, the biggest part is actually hereditary, can you believe it?

A small part is electoral system.

If it weren't for the later Daqin to use the military merit system to measure credit.

I'm afraid the entire Great Qin Dynasty Hall is a pool of stagnant water!

Of course, he will not directly throw out the imperial examination system now~lightnovelpub.net~ Doing so will only make all the courtiers try their best to oppose it.

Who doesn't want their status to be passed down from generation to generation?

All he had to do was boil the frog in warm water.

"Slave, send an order to go back and hold a political discussion tomorrow. Opinions on the political discussion will be divided into grades, and those with the highest grades will be rewarded."

Now, he is letting the courtiers get used to this method slowly.

The slave naturally took orders.

Soon, Zhao Lang's order was in Zhao Gao's hands, and now he is still assisting Zhao Lang in convening the government affairs.

Just looking at Zhao Lang's order, Zhao Gao was at a loss at this time, he was not sure, so he sent the order to Qin Shihuang, saying,

"Your Majesty, what is His Highness the Crown Prince going to do?"

(end of this chapter)

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