Poverty Alleviation in Qin: A Sky-High Review of "I Am the Female Prime Minister of All Time&qu

Inside the carriage, the curtains were drawn low.

Recalling the scene at the palace gate, Lü Zhi hesitated for a moment before finally unable to suppress her curiosity and asked, "My lord, were you deliberately trying to scare that person?"

Upon hearing this, Song leaned against the car wall, tilted his head slightly, and chuckled, "So it was just a bluff?"

She thought it was a threat.

It seems that this is still far from enough.

Before long, the group arrived at their destination.

The carriage curtain was lifted, and a magnificent mansion came into view.

This is the first residence in Xianyang, bestowed by the First Emperor himself. The courtyards are continuous, the buildings are staggered, and the flying eaves and upturned corners are extremely exquisite. Its scale is magnificent and far exceeds that of ordinary officials' residences.

The plaque in the very center of the gate was covered by a large red silk cloth, obscuring the inscription. This was clearly an arrangement made in advance by the First Emperor, demonstrating meticulous preparation for his favor.

The mansion was surrounded by people who had rushed over after hearing the news, crowding around in layers, eagerly waiting.

The legend of Song Ye spread throughout the world, and everyone knew her name. Knowing that this future female prime minister would amaze all people, everyone was eager to see Song Ye's true appearance and demeanor.

The place was bustling with noise and discussion.

Facing a large crowd, Song remained calm and composed, showing no airs whatsoever.

Meeting the gazes of the people, she nodded slightly and raised her hand to greet them: "Dear neighbors, I will be moving here from now on and becoming your neighbor."

His gentle tone instantly bridged the gap between him and the people.

Before the common people could recover, Song spoke again: "I am new here, and there are many vacancies in the government. We urgently need to recruit all kinds of craftsmen and skilled workers. Anyone with excellent skills and good character can come to the government to register. The treatment is generous and the pay is plentiful. We will never mistreat good and capable people."

She paused, her gaze sweeping across the crowd, and added, "Besides, any soldiers who have retired from the army and have no means of livelihood are also welcome to come. Anyone of good character and skilled in martial arts will be selected based on merit."

As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers erupted in uproar.

"Did I hear that right? The Prime Minister's residence is actually recruiting craftsmen?"

"Throughout history, the powerful and wealthy have looked down on artisans; who has ever treated them with respect?"

"Generous pay, merit-based hiring, no regard for background, only ability – this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for ordinary people like us!"

It is important to know that the Qin Dynasty had a strict system of rites and etiquette, with a clear distinction between the classes of scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants. Craftsmen were ranked at the bottom and had a low status.

In the ordinary mansions of the powerful and wealthy, learned and talented individuals are always welcome.

The crowd was shocked, but even more so, they were excited and thrilled.

A few people quietly withdrew from the crowd.

Having said all that needed to be said, Song Ye said no more, turned around and led Lü Zhi, Liu Bang, Xiao He and their entourage straight into the magnificent mansion gate.

After crossing the stone steps, the surroundings finally became quiet.

Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, Xiao He quickly approached Song Ye and asked, "My lord, what are you planning to do by publicly recruiting craftsmen and taking in veterans?"

He was meticulous and thoughtful, and he immediately realized that this was not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

Song didn't stop walking, and casually said, "Of course, it's for the future."

The court is rife with factions, and every step is fraught with danger.

To gain a foothold and counterbalance various forces, one cannot simply rely on favors.

Favor will eventually come to an end; only by cultivating one's own manpower and uniting the working people can one accumulate one's own strength.

Only then can one truly stand invincible.

...

Meanwhile, at the Court of Justice.

Inside the hall, Li Si sat upright at his desk, discussing court affairs with a group of advisors and officials.

Just then, a hurried voice came.

A servant responsible for scouting rushed in, his face ashen, stammering, "Reporting...reporting to the lord...the city...the city gate..."

Everyone in the hall was taken aback upon hearing this.

Li Si frowned, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes.

Such behavior is out of line and utterly improper.

"What's the matter with this panic and loss of composure? The city gates have been well-guarded recently; what kind of major trouble could have occurred?"

"Answer immediately! This stammering is utterly disrespectful!"

Urged on by his advisors, the man gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing his overwhelming fear, and reported tremblingly, "Above the city gate... there are many heads hanging! Lord Zhao said they are all... all the villains that Lord Song brought back along the way!"

boom--

The short sentence resounded like a thunderclap in the hall.

Li Si, who had been calm just moments before, suddenly jolted, his voice rising abruptly: "What did you say?!"

"that is......"

Half an hour later.

The situation was serious, so Li Si immediately led a group of advisors out of the mansion and went to the city gate to check the facts.

By this time, the gates of Xianyang were already completely blocked by layers of people, the noise was deafening, and the strong smell of blood permeated the entire long street. The chilling atmosphere that swept over people made their hearts ache.

Outside the crowd, a figure hurried over; it was Chunyu Yue, who had come upon hearing the news.

Just one glance.

Chunyu Yue's eyes rolled back, and he fainted instantly.

Witnessing this extremely tragic scene firsthand, even Li Si was momentarily horrified.

He held the important position of Minister of Justice, in charge of the laws and criminal justice of the Qin Dynasty. He was the highest person in charge of criminal cases in the world. Logically speaking, he should have been as firm as a rock and calm as a storm.

But the scene of people hanging their heads in public was far beyond his comprehension.

This Song is far too arrogant.

They had only been in Xianyang for less than half a day when they arrived, and they had already turned the entire imperial city upside down!

"I've heard these are the thieves who assassinated Lord Song on the way! They dared to harm a loyal minister; they truly deserve to die!"

"If it weren't for Lord Song's exceptional abilities, he would probably have died on the road long ago."

"Who on earth could be so ruthless?"

Hearing the endless praise around him, Li Si fell silent...

The Qin Dynasty ruled by law, with strict laws and severe punishments.

As the imperial capital, Xianyang's inhabitants grew up witnessing various forms of punishment and incarceration, becoming accustomed to harsh laws and brutal penalties. For them, such killing and punishing evil was commonplace.

Therefore, Song's excessive demonstration did not cause panic among the city's residents; on the contrary, it resonated with the people and won the approval and support of the entire city's population.

Li Si: "..."

Just then, one of the most astute advisors stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Sir, do we need to...?"

Upon hearing this, Li Si glanced at Chunyu Yue, who was slowly waking up, and said, "No need to pay attention to it, just watch the tigers fight from the sidelines."

I imagine tomorrow's court assembly will be quite lively.