Daqin: Zulong Overheard My Rebellion Plan

Ying Zheng just doesn't want to let Wang Ying get his way.

Hearing this voice, Ying Zheng said in a low voice: "Before returning to the palace, let's go and see my Daqin's future hope!"

Wang Ying smiled and cupped his hands: "I obey!"

【Is it over?】

【Not leaving yet!】

【Look at it, look at the yarn!】

Hearing this annoyed voice, Ying Zheng showed complacency.

With his hands behind his back, Ying Zheng led a group of ministers to the sweet potato field.

Sweet potato stalks are shorter than potatoes.

From a distance, it is just a relatively neat weed.

Ying Zheng said with emotion: "Who would have thought that this inconspicuous piece of land carries the hope of a prosperous Qin Dynasty!"

"Marquis Chang'an, how long will it take for the whole world to grow these potatoes and sweet potatoes?"

Wang Ying said without hesitation: "There are more than a thousand stones of potato seeds in Qianluogu."

"When I return to Xianyang City, I will definitely spread these potatoes as soon as possible.

"In the first year, enough potatoes were grown in the whole of Naish County."

"Based on the production of potatoes, it only takes one year, and Yinqin can harvest enough seeds to sow the world!"

"The yield of sweet potatoes is higher."

"After one and a half months, this season of sweet potatoes will be harvested, and in an instant, enough seeds to sow the world will be harvested.

Ying Zheng laughed loudly: "Good!"

"Very good!"

"The prosperous age is not far away!"

"When sweet potatoes are planted in every county in the world, tragedies such as starving to death on the streets and changing children to eat each other will never exist in this world again!"

Looking at that patch of 'weeds', everyone's heart was filled with passion.

Another month and a half!

After one and a half months, it's time for sweet potatoes to be harvested.

After one and a half months, it will be the beginning of prosperity!

At that time, even if Wang Ying doesn't send invitations, I will definitely come here again to reap the hope of a prosperous and powerful Qin Dynasty with my own hands!

All the courtiers shouted excitedly.

"Minister and so on, congratulations for Da Qin!"

Zhao Gao smiled flatteringly: "The things that countless ancient sages could not ask for, appeared in the hands of Your Majesty.'

"Your Majesty's achievements have been ranked among the top three emperors, which is enough to praise.

"Your Majesty's achievements are unparalleled in the world!"

Ying Zheng shook his head and looked at Wang Ying with relief.

"Zhao Fuling's statement is absurd."

"These potatoes and sweet potatoes were obtained by the Marquis of Chang'an, what have I to do with them?"

"The name of the Marquis of Chang'an should be sung in the world!"

Ying Zheng disdained to steal such credit.

Ying Zheng was also unwilling to steal such credit.

Ying Zheng now just wants to build momentum for Wang Ying.

In this way, when Yingzheng helps Wang Ying recognize his ancestors in the future, those royal blood can welcome Wang Ying ecstatically.

Instead of worrying that Wang Ying will divide their interests, they resist Wang Ying in every possible way.

Seeing Ying Zheng's expression, Zhao Gao hurriedly cupped his hands: "I know my mistake!"

Wang Ying smiled shyly: "What Zhao Fuling said is actually true."

"If it weren't for the stable and prosperous world created by His Majesty, I wouldn't have the thought and time to find potatoes and sweet potato seeds."

"This merit is indeed the merit of His Majesty!"

【Zhao Gao is not good at flattering. 】

[A sentence of one emperor through the ages, isn't it enough? 】

【Furthermore, compared with Brother Zheng's contribution to dominating the sky (ahcd), the emergence of sweet potatoes and potatoes is really a bit bleak. 】

[After all, there will be sweet potatoes and potatoes sooner or later. 】

【However, if there is no brother Zheng, who knows that the situation of the lords competing for the throne and the division of the world will last for thousands of years?】

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Ying with satisfaction.

Such compliments, I love to hear them!

Ying Zheng laughed and said, "Pass on my order!"

"When distributing potatoes and sweet potato seeds, post the imperial list in various places.

"Let the officials from all over the country read it out, and tell the head of Guizhou that the seeds of these potatoes and sweet potatoes were found by the Marquis of Chang'an!"

"The Marquis of Chang'an's work is a thousand-year-old work, and it is hard to reward him with medical taxes."

"Since that's the case, I deserve the name of Chang'an Marquis Qianqiu!"

All the courtiers were shocked.

The purpose of this piece of paper is to let Wang Ying enjoy the worship of thousands of families and leave a name in history!

Wang Ying was even more stunned.

【I rely!】

【Brother Zheng, you are playing a little too big!】

【Give me a fief first, then make me a marquis, and want to allow me to recruit private soldiers, and now I am famous all over the world. 】

【Reasonable, brother Zheng, your assists are a bit too aggressive!】

【However, this meat can be eaten!】

Wang Ying cupped his hands loudly: "My minister, thank you Your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng nodded happily: "Very kind!"

"Send an additional 10,000 imperial troops to guard Qian Luogu day and night."

"Even if the war ends and everyone dies, we must keep the money in the valley!"

Meng Yi cupped his hands loudly: "My minister, take orders!"

【My mother, I just finished praising you, and you gave me such a hand?】

[You said that the 10,000 forbidden soldiers came to protect Qian Luogu, I believe it. 】

[But these ten thousand forbidden troops are definitely also responsible for the task of continuing to find my secret. 】

【You bad old man, you are cunning enough!】

【I take back all the words I praised you just now, bah!】

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth curled up slightly.

scold.

It's useless for you to scold Potian.

I don't believe it, 10,000 people searched day and night with great fanfare for a month and a half, but still can't find your kid's secret!

Satisfied, Ying Zheng got on his horse and spoke in a high-spirited voice.

"Get up and go back to the official!"

A group of courtiers looked back at the sweet potato field, reluctantly got into the carriage, and walked out of the Shennong Valley where various crops were planted together with the large army.

Walking out of the mouth of the valley, looking back at the valley suddenly, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Boys, remember this place."

"This place is the place where the fighters of the Great Qin Dynasty were defeated, a place of shame!"

All the Great Qin fighters including Ye Che blushed and clenched their fists, with unstoppable shame and unwillingness in their eyes.

"Damn Qianlong Valley!"

Angrily, Ye Che kicked towards the pile of stones beside the valley entrance.

Dun Ruo gave Ye Che a cold look.

"Is it useful to kick these stones!"

"If you lose, then you will win again in the future!"

Ye Che said unwillingly: "But Shangguan, Qianlong Valley has been exposed, do we still have a chance to fight them again?"

Suddenly said in a deep voice: "Yes, and there are many more!"

"The power of Qianlong Valley is definitely not limited to this valley."

"And they moved away those secrets, and those secrets also need a place to hide."

"These are opportunities for us to play against them."

"This officer is going to dig them all out!"

Dunruo knew very well who he was fighting with.

But because of this, Dunruo felt even more unwilling.

Everyone is from the old Qin, how can Bailidun play around with himself?

Could it be that the Daqin fighters built by integrating the entire Daqin resources are not as good as some of the guards under Lord Chang'an in the past?

Doesn't this mean that the fighters of the Great Qin Dynasty are all rubbish, and his dunruo is even more rubbish!

Suddenly said: "This battle is only allowed to win, not to lose."

"Don't think this is an irrelevant battle, let alone think that this battle is just a common task.

"Our time is five years at most."

"Five years from now, if the details of Qianlong Valley cannot be thoroughly investigated, then these people may take our place!

Ye Che and the others looked at each other.

There is a lot of information in this statement!

Could it be that the people in Qianlong Valley also belong to His Majesty...

That's right, the people in Qianlong Valley are under the command of Marquis Chang'an.

If the Marquis of Chang'an finds his way back, these people will be handed over to His Majesty by the Marquis of Chang'an.

With these people, wouldn't the Daqin fighters who have been played around by them be laid off and unemployed?

Ye Che and the others bowed their hands firmly.

"The last general is waiting, follow orders!"

Defeating the people in Qianlong Valley is not just a simple task.

This is the job defense battle!

On the hillside not far away, Duo Sun stood there without any cover.

When seeing Ye Che kicking the stone pestle, Duo Sun's heart tightened.

Duo Sun was speechless when he saw Dun Ruo and others beating chicken blood passionately.

Seeing a group of Great Qin fighters leave with full of fighting spirit, a smile appeared on Duo Sun's face.

"Silly children, if you know the secret you've been longing to find, it will be buried under your feet.

"Are you going to be pissed off?"

Duo Sun smiled and shook his head: "This year's Great Qin fighters, no!"

The Northern Patrol convoy accelerated back to Xianyang City.

At the same time, a tall and strong young man with fierce eyes suddenly slashed down with his right hand.

A piercing cold light flashed, and a huge head rose from the sky.

The young man grabbed the headless corpse with one hand, and retrieved the flying head with the other.

After placing both of them carefully on the ground, the young man let out a sigh of relief.

"Finally, kill them all."

Looking at more than a dozen headless corpses behind him, the young man showed a stern expression.

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the Huns."

"Today's revenge, I will take revenge!"

Stealing a fine horse from near the camp, Mo Dun got on the horse, whipped the horse and headed east.

"Big Huns, I'm Modun, I'm back!".