The ancients watched me play the Starry Sky Railway

Chapter 322 The truth is the sharpest knife

A series of questions asked on Sunday directly broke the defenses of many ordinary people.

Lies won't hurt, the truth is the sharpest knife!

Even if they just stole, they would be beaten with a stick, imprisoned, and even had to use their only money to bribe the jailer to avoid punishment.

But for those nobles and wealthy families, even if they killed people in the street, the officials would bow and scrape and be extremely humble.

Not to mention arresting him, no one even dared to say a harsh word!

If the power and wealth of the powerful can cover up their crimes, who can judge them?

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, someone in the crowd burst into tears.

"What's up with him?"

"His house was robbed and all his property was stolen, not even a drop of rice was left... The autumn harvest was still some time away, and to survive, he sold half of his family's land."

"That's it. The remaining land can't even support a family."

The crops at that time not only had poor seed quality, but also lacked sufficient fertilizers, and could not achieve the high yields of later generations.

一个典型的古代家庭（5-6口人），往往需要30到40亩旱田，或10到20亩水田。

Only in this way can we have enough food and drink for the family after deducting taxes.

Yes, barely.

Once the weather is bad and the harvest is poor, they have to find ways to reduce the food rations of the rest of the family and only ensure food rations for the men in the family - because they need to work hard to farm, otherwise they will all starve to death in the second year!

Therefore, the people around looked at the crying man with pity.

Everyone knew that once they started selling land, the family would be finished.

The next step is to sell children, wives, and finally themselves... Even the elderly in the family are sold as slaves but no one wants them, and most of the time they can only starve to death.

They thought again of the question they had asked on Sunday - if the weak were to do whatever it took to survive, who would guarantee it for them?

"Who on earth... has left us to wail in this world of suffering?"

No one can answer.

Everyone just stared at the sky in silence, unable to smile at all.

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"The question of Sunday..."

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth twitched violently, and he felt sweat all over his body.

It wasn't that he was stumped by the question, but he realized that it was a rather scary problem.

What follows in this curtain...

I'm afraid it will reveal a lot of outrageous content!

...No, it is a heinous crime for an emperor or general like him.

But for those common people, it was probably like a sudden enlightenment.

Yes, why do the poor get punished for their crimes, but the nobles get nothing for their crimes?

Why can nobles live comfortably without doing anything?

And these poor people have to fight for everything just to survive?

Once the people start thinking about these issues, the Qin Dynasty will not be destroyed, but it will definitely be in turmoil.

When Shang Yang carried out the Reform Movement, there was a very important policy idea in it - the policy of keeping the people ignorant.

Let the people be busy with all kinds of trivial matters. No matter how busy they are, they have to be busy!

We must make sure that they never have time to think and always be puppets who only know how to obey orders.

Because Shang Yang believed that once the people started to have time to think, and three or more men gathered together, an idea king would automatically emerge and do something irreversible.

But now, the people don’t need to think about it, because Tianmu has already rudely stuffed the problem into their minds!

"Li Si!" Ying Zheng shouted immediately.

"Your Majesty." Li Si seemed to be prepared. Judging from his serious expression, he had probably thought of this.

"Draft an imperial edict and announce what we discussed earlier. Make sure it's distributed to every corner of Daqin within two months! We must let the common people know that their current suffering is only temporary, and that everyone will have the opportunity to become a noble in the future!"

The matter to be discussed...is naturally to capture barbarians from abroad to support 20 million Qin nobles!

Although he doesn't understand what the word "painting a pie in the sky" means, he knows how to do it!

At this point, we must first keep this pie in the sky and appease the people. We must not allow riots to occur!

Besides, he is not just drawing a pie in the sky; he has to make the pie in the sky in the future.

After all, he still needed to protect the Star God's blessing, lest a group of invulnerable rebels with shields rush into Xianyang and seize his throne...

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will arrange it right away." Li Si hurriedly took the order and retreated without even looking at the sky curtain. Time was pressing and there was no time to delay.

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"Brother...Brother?" the robin whispered in Sunday's ear, "Are you okay?"

Sunday slowly opened his eyes, breaking away from the memories of the past. He smiled and said, "It's okay. Maybe it's just from working too long and returning from Liumeng Reef. I'm a little uncomfortable. I should be fine after a while."

"Yes, they have returned from Dream Reef to the Golden Hour."

"Mr. Sunday worked day and night for the Harmony Festival, but now he has encountered such an accident. Even though the star core problem is serious, it is still a bit regrettable." Walter said.

"It's alright," Sunday said, shaking his head slightly. "The Harmony Ceremony was originally intended to promote happiness and harmony within the galaxy, but now that we know the truth, we should call it a halt."

"It has always been our wish to make everyone happy. Therefore, we will do our best to persuade the Dream Master. As long as we explain the reasons, the Dream Master will probably understand."

"What Mockingbird said was very naive...but she has been through all kinds of dangers and is not a naive person."

"Rather than saying she's naive, it's more like she still refuses to believe that the Dream Master who adopted them could be such a wicked person... She'd rather believe the Dream Master had his own reasons."

"If the negotiation ends unsatisfactorily... I will also refuse to go on stage. Without the 'tuner,' the 'chorus' (the embodiment of harmony) will not arrive, and the ceremony will be nothing more than an ordinary performance."

"Although he didn't want to believe it, the robin was also mentally prepared."

"Seeing you two are so determined, I'm relieved." Walter nodded. "Speaking of which, we've never had any contact with the Dream Master since we came to Pinocchio. I've heard a little about the heads of the five major families, but very little about this 'Dream Master'."

"Sunday: "The Dream Master rarely appears in public, and it's rare for me to see him. But this matter is of great importance, and he has promised to come in person to discuss it with us."

"Mr. Walter will probably be the first guest to meet the Dream Master in recent years," the robin chuckled.