Chapter 803: Are You Also Here to Build His Majesty’s Imperial Mausoleum?

"Lang'er, what did you say?"

Qin Shihuang asked with a bit of disbelief at this time.

He felt that his condition had worsened and he had misheard what the other party said.

He knew very well what Zhao Lang had been doing since he came up.

It is to weaken the power of the ministers and nobles in various aspects, but now they want to give such important power to the other party. This is too incredible!

Seeing his father's reaction, Zhao Lang couldn't help but smile and said,

"Dad, now my child's political strength is indeed no match for these noble ministers."

"So if you want to win from it, you can only use your own people to fight your own people. They can't object if they use the excuse of rectifying the government."

"Give the power away and they will naturally fight against each other."

Soon, Zhao Lang made his thoughts clear.

There is nothing to hide from Dad.

What Zhao Lang must admit is that even if there are people from Confucianism and Legalism, the current political power of Da Qin is still dominated by these old nobles.

This has always been the pattern of the imperial court in Great Qin, and it was the families of these people who, following the lineage of Emperor Qin, conquered this country.

The power of these people is deep-rooted and cannot be defeated so easily.

Therefore, every time he competes with these people, he does not need to go to a specific noble family, because these people represent the old noble group of Da Qin.

After Qin Shihuang finished listening, he fell silent.

He knew very well the effects of the other party's method.

He is not worried at all that these nobles will unite. Hmm, if these people really have such intelligence and cohesion, then he will not be able to sit still in this world for a long time.

Langer's decentralization of power may be seen as a compromise by these people.

In the following time, as long as Lang'er doesn't force them, these people will compete with each other for power.

He knew very well what these nobles would do for power.

Thinking of this, Qin Shihuang couldn't help but look at Zhao Lang with a complicated expression.

This political wisdom is different from those organizational skills and requires experience.

All I can say is, God is not kind to me!

However, this method is not without its shortcomings. Qin Shihuang pondered for a moment and said,

"Lang'er, although this method is effective, it is not without its shortcomings."

"After this power is thrown away, the nobles will fight with each other. If it gets fierce, they may not care about right and wrong, and just want to attack each other."

"Then it will only be harmful to the government, rather than beneficial."

Zhao Lang was shocked when he heard this.

Of course he knew about this shortcoming, but what he saw was what the predecessors had summarized, and Dad only heard him say it once!

This is too scary!

The name of the First Emperor is indeed so terrifying!

After regaining his composure, Zhao Lang quickly said,

"Dad, you are right. If these people are allowed to fight, the final result will be like this."

"But don't we still have you and my son to watch over us? We just don't let them delay the government affairs. Anyone who dares to delay the government's orders will be stabbed by my son!"

Zhao Lang also gained something from the battles with the nobles and ministers these days.

That is, if you want to be invincible on the field, you must not be a player, but a referee. After all, the referee cannot lose.

As for the harm and losses caused by these nobles to each other, Zhao Lang didn't care at all.

In another ten years, he will be able to slowly get up.

Just make room for them.

After hearing Zhao Lang's plan, Qin Shihuang had nothing to say. Moreover, calling out Lang'er this time would give these nobles a wrong signal.

If they announce this matter after Lang'er returns, those nobles may think that they let Lang'er delegate power, and it will be easier for others to believe it.

Thinking of this, Qin Shihuang's heart moved. No wonder Lang'er was so obedient just now. He must have thought of this, so he simply went along with the flow.

This kid even cheated his own father? !

In the following time, Zhao Lang briefly explained the future arrangements, so that his father would know what to do.

Soon, the convoy also left Xianyang and headed towards Lishan Mountain.

If they want to reach Lishan tomorrow morning, they still have a long way to go today.

Early the next morning, the Imperial Tomb of Lishan Mountain.

It stands to reason that the imperial mausoleum has been suspended for a long time, so it should be very leisurely.

But at this time, the inspector of the Imperial Tomb was very busy, because in front of him, countless civilians were working hard on the huge construction site.

The officials who were supervising the officials were all confused at this time, even though some people had come to build the imperial tomb on their own initiative since last year.

But there are fewer people, and it’s more about expressing one’s feelings.

It’s not difficult to manage it yourself.

But now, the crops that should be harvested have been harvested, and hundreds of people come spontaneously every day.

The people in his hands can't handle it at all.

We must talk to the people above, and the Lishan construction period can be restarted. Anyway, it is all done voluntarily by the people, and there will be no burden.

At this time, another group of nearly a hundred people came towards here with this tool.

The censor sighed, then stood up and shouted,

"Newcomers, go to your respective towns and construction sites according to the instructions. Without training and permission, you must not enter the interior of the imperial tomb!"

"Old tree! Old tree! Stop digging and supervise so that no one gets hurt!"

"Also, ask your son to pick up the newcomers and stop working randomly. Yesterday, a group of fools filled up the holes they finally dug. Isn't this adding to the chaos?"

Upon hearing the call, an old farmer immediately responded and then called his youngest son.

They had been here last year and knew the situation here better than anyone else.

Moreover, his youngest son was clever and helped the official a lot.

Of course, these officials also took great care of those who came first.

He also said that if everything went well, his youngest son could even take the recommended route and enter the government!

This is of course great!

Soon, after an explanation, the father and son took action separately.

The youngest son arrived at the entrance of Lishan Camp at this time and began to ask where the visitors were coming from, and then made arrangements based on the place.

Everyone was extremely busy, but there was no resentment on their faces.

You all came here on your own, and if you don’t want to do it, you can leave at any time without anyone stopping you.

While Laoshu's son was busy, suddenly, his eyes lit up, he jumped up and shouted to a very handsome young man with many followers in the distance,

"Brother Alang! Brother Alang! Here! Here!"

He shouted and ran over. He had never forgotten Brother Alang who gave him meat!

The extremely handsome young man couldn't help but look over when he heard the shouting.

Looking at Laoshu's son, he was startled for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face and he said to the side,

"Dad, he is the son of the father and son we met on the road last year!"

At this time, Laoshu's son had already run up to Zhao Lang and said with a bit of excitement,

"Brother Alang, are you also here to build His Majesty's imperial mausoleum?"

(An An)

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