The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

Zhao Lang never thought that he wanted to pit these nobles, but he also pitted Uncle Li.

"Master, do you want to talk to the Prime Minister?"

The slave asked at this time.

Zhao Lang thought for a while, then shook his head and said,

"No need, since Uncle Li was involved in this matter, it's not easy to stop it, otherwise it's easy to reveal traces."

"Besides, it's not a bad thing. At most, it's time to charge Uncle Li a little less."

This time, using Huang Daopo's textile machine as a bait to let the nobles jump into the pit is actually a conspiracy.

In the face of advanced productive forces, or in the face of interests, all alliances between nobles are extremely fragile.

After all, the alliance is also for profit, and now the profit is at hand, how can these people hold back?

He seems to have lost the benefits brought by the textile machine, but in fact he has gained countless free labor and abundant products.

These things can promote the development of Daqin.

After all, now, his position is different, and the height is also different.

If he is not anxious to spread his influence as much as possible, his better approach is to use Daqin's craftsmen as supervisors to lead the trend.

Of course, these actions will not stop.

These things will also be distributed through the channels of merchants, because merchants are actually excellent carriers of these new products.

These people are mercenary, and their desire to accept new technologies will be even stronger for the sake of money!

After a few years, these nobles will find that there will be a group of rich people with more wealth than them. .

It's going to be interesting then.

And as long as he has a firm grasp on the sergeant and farming, no matter how other things change, it won't be a big problem.

This is why, even if he wants to damage the face of the royal family, he has to sit firmly in the prestige of these two groups.

Having made up his mind in his heart, Zhao Lang quickly asked,

"How many nobles have already reported the letter?"

The slave recalled and quickly replied,

"Master, there have been twelve newspapers now, all saying that they want to use money to buy the use of the Mo family's secret arts."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang couldn't help showing a smile and said,

"It seems that the reputation of the Mo family is still somewhat useful."

Naturally, there is no copyright in Daqin. If you got the drawings of this textile machine from other sources, these nobles will ignore you.

Definitely use it directly.

If you have the ability, you come to trouble me.

But the Mo family is different. They have a good reputation. The Mo family is a ranger.

Coupled with the fact that there is a backstage like Zhao Lang, they will honestly say that they want to buy the right to use it.

Power is the cornerstone of fairness.

This reasoning is a bit ugly, but unfortunately most of the world is based on this.

"Tell Mr. Bai and the others that no matter how many people come to buy it, they all agree. They don't need a thousand dollars, just a thousand dollars is enough."

"By the way, we have to give them a patent license."

Zhao Lang said with a smile.

Selling this right of use is just a pretext, and he just took this opportunity to fix the situation.

The nobles would also agree.

They even hope to sell more expensive, because then, they will face less competition.

It's a pity that they don't know the horror of such things as patents. As long as a piece of paper is needed, they can continuously collect money. How can there be such a good thing in the world.

And his purpose is not to deceive these nobles in Daqin.

He is laying a foundation, and then builds a system, using the technology that he has eliminated, to harvest all the neighbors around him.

This is the correct usage.

The slave responded quickly, and was about to retreat to spread the word, Zhao Lang quickly asked,

"By the way, how is the situation of Heming academies in various places?"

He had promised other old people before that he would definitely give them to their students in the coming year.

When the time comes, these people really dare to do it.

The slave smiled and replied,

"Master, this matter has been done for a long time. Except for the Northland, where the Heming Academy was not built due to the war, other counties have already been built."

"And the number of students is far more than the number you set. As long as you want, it is not a problem to have five hundred students in one place."

After hearing this, Zhao Lang was not very happy, but raised his brows slightly and said,

"What happened in the middle?"

The slave looked at Zhao Lang with admiration, and quickly replied,

"It's just that the first batch of students are mostly children from rich local families."

The slave quickly explained the situation.

After listening to Zhao Lang, he could only slap his mouth dryly.

Because Zhao Lang himself can only be blamed for this matter. He handed over all these things to Chen Ping. The other party knew that he did not spend a penny to build the good things of the Royal Academy.

So directly under the banner of Daqin Prince, he used the money of those powerful landlords to establish schools in various places.

Of course, the children of these people are the first batch of students.

Now in the local area, Zhao Lang's reputation is even more useful than that of the First Emperor. This is a reputation that has been killed.

Let's talk about it, it's really beautiful, but it goes against his original intention a little bit.

He wanted to give the following peasant children a chance.

But now there is no way, no money is no money.

Moreover, it must be admitted that the children of these powerful landlords are better than the children of peasants in terms of learning.

After all, peasant children do not have so much time and money to educate.

But even if he knew about these circumstances, Zhao Lang just sighed slightly. This can only be said after the Daqin government has been hard-hearted. Anyway, it won't be too long.

Within five years it will definitely be fine.

Then said,

"Using the method of transcribing the names of exams in Heming College, the top 100 students from each county will be sent to Xianyang."

The slave should naturally be, but he hesitated for a while and said,

"Master, since these academies were built by local tyrants, it's difficult to guarantee impartiality even if the examination selection is written in an anonymous way."

Zhao Lang showed a smile and said,

"You thought it through."

"Send Wuming and the other teenagers out."

He hadn't forgotten the child whose father was killed by a traitor back then, and whose heart was full of hatred for injustice.

The other party has also been in Heming Academy, and the positioning he gave to the other party is to clear up these filth.

Well, this thing can be used to do a practical exercise.

"I'll give another order to the tyrants from all over the world. The tyrannical landlords with the most capital will be responsible for the protection of the teenagers. If something happens to these people, the local Heming Academy will be removed, and the tyrants who are responsible for the protection will exterminate the clan."

"The murderer destroyed the three clans."

Zhao Lang said calmly.

When the slave heard this, he swallowed his saliva directly, and looked at Zhao Lang with a frenzied look~www.NovelMTL.com~ If I want to say ruthless, it is still my own master.

Soon, the slave left with orders.

In the evening, Li You returned home with a happy face, found Li Si, and said,

"Father! The Mo family agreed! And they only charge our daughter!"

Hearing this news, Li Si also showed an uncontrollable joy.

Because, the Li family is going to send it!

(Ann)

(End of this chapter)

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