Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

Ying Zheng quickly mobilized the true energy of the master realm to be able to resist the cold.

"Could it be that this year's ice storage is better preserved, so there are so many ice cubes left?"

Chapter 65 Have the people of the world discovered new food?

Ying Zheng frowned and looked inside cautiously.

These ice cubes are of the same size, and they look like they have been carved by people, and they are all crystal clear. Such ice cubes are more than a hundred times the quality of the ice cubes in the ice storage.

Shadow is also curious: "Your Majesty, the number of ice cubes is limited every year, and it is not easy to store them. There is no such good ice cubes."

"Besides, the ice here is very good, not natural ice, and has traces of artificial carvings. Could it be that the twelve sons specially made ice to preserve your body?"

Ying Zheng thought for a while, and finally nodded.

"In this way, it is indeed possible, but how did he make so many ice cubes?"

"And you don't need so many ice cubes, can you just make an ice bed?"

Ying Ying thought for a while and said, "Perhaps, the Twelve Young Masters are really filial."

"Hmph, if he is filial, how could he change my will and become King of Qin himself?"

Just as he was talking, Ying Zheng walked to the bedside.

He was visibly surprised to see what was inside.

He thought that Ying Jia would put two pieces of ice on the body to prevent the body from decomposing.

Unexpectedly, this is to create an ice coffin!

The entire ice coffin is more than one meter thick, and the corpse lying in it is very similar to himself.

It was as lifelike as if it was Ying Zheng himself lying in it.

The expression, skin and beard of the people inside are all exactly the same as those made at that time, without any change.

The crystal clear ice coffin allows one to see everything inside.

Ying Zheng turned his head and asked:

"With such a good ice coffin to preserve the body, if I really put it in after death, will it not rot for a hundred years?"

Hearing this, Quicksand didn't dare to speak, he turned his head to see how his boss, Ying Ying, would answer.

Shadow thought for a while and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have little knowledge, and I don't know whether this ice coffin can be preserved for a hundred years."

"However, Your Majesty is an emperor through the ages. Even if you really go to immortality, you will be respected by thousands of people in Western Paradise."

"Besides, Your Majesty is already at the level of a grand master. It won't take long to break through to the level of a grand master, and finally the level of a celestial being. At that time, as long as you concentrate on practicing, you can become a fairy."

"You can live forever, so how can you go to immortality?"

Ying Zheng turned his head to look at the shadow, and saw him saying these words with a serious face, as if it would happen soon.

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction, this flattery was good.

"Okay, I didn't expect there to be such a considerate person by my side, and I will definitely use you well in the future."

"I have already seen this ice coffin. No matter what that rebellious son did or how he got the right, this ice coffin is deeply in my heart."

"Let's go, it's the time of famine, the royal family will definitely not be hungry, I'm going to see how the common people survive."

"Hey, Daqin also experienced famine before. The people starved to death. I had no choice but to take the army to fight against the people of the six countries to plunder the land and resources. I can't let the people suffer from hunger."

"Now that the world is unified, and the Great Qin territory has expanded to the border, if you still want land, then only the Huns are there."

"It's just that there are grasslands on the side of the Xiongnu, and the Daqin mainly uses arable land, and it's useless to conquer them. How will the people survive the famine? Maybe even the grass and bark outside have been eaten clean."

Shadow didn't speak, he knew he just needed to listen now.

After the three of them left the bedroom, Shadow took out the ordinary clothes prepared for Ying Zheng.

He planned to make a private visit in a micro-service, visit the lives of the people, and feel the vastness of the Great Qin Dynasty.

After he comes back, he will settle accounts with Yingjia and take Daqin Jiangshan back.

So, they wore ordinary clothes and left the palace.

After walking for a while, I heard a man shout impatiently from behind:

"Stay away, I'm pushing the dung cart, if it gets on you, I don't care."

"Brother, help me take a look at the dung truck, I will buy something right away."

"You take care of your own dog, don't let me eat the dog from somewhere, I will definitely not let him go."

The three of Ying Zheng were shocked when they heard this.

How can this street be so lively?

It's a time of famine, shouldn't the common people lie at home with thin and sallow skin, saving energy?

This street should be full of people begging, right?

Even if someone came out, they would have to go outside the city to find food, shouldn't they all be alive and well?

Also, why are they selling dung?

The three of them looked around curiously, and before they recovered, they smelled a foul stench.

Turning his head, he saw a burly young man pushing a cart of manure slowly towards the direction of the three of them.

It looked like very fresh dung. The burly young man seemed to be very happy, and his steps were big and brisk.

However, just as he was happily walking down the street, three people rushed out at the corner of the street.

He suddenly became nervous: "Hurry up and get out of the way?"

However, it was too late.

The appearance of the three people was so sudden that in order not to bump into them, the young man had no choice but to change direction in a panic.

However, the cart is one-wheeled, which is inherently unstable, and it will roll over if you are not careful.

In addition to being too flustered, the burly young man is not afraid of bumping into people, only afraid that his fresh dung will overturn.

As a result, the hasty change of direction caused the car to become unstable, and the fresh dung in the car was about to be dumped on the ground.

"Ah, my shit!"

Seeing that the car was about to hit him, the shadow reacted very quickly, and quickly flashed in front of Ying Zheng to protect him.

As for Quicksand, he didn't care when he saw the car was about to fall, but it was just around the corner, if the dung from the car splashed on His Majesty's clothes, it would be disrespectful.

Quicksand hurriedly took a step ahead and firmly supported the car.

In the end, it was unavoidable that some reincarnation of the five grains splashed on the quicksand.

He immediately looked disgusted, frowning and wishing he could take off his clothes now.

"Don't you look at the road when you walk? My shit almost turned over, can you afford it?"

After finishing speaking, the young man left cursing.

Yingzheng, Shadow, and Quicksand were completely dumbfounded.

Look at the people on the street, several of them are pushing dung carts, with happy smiles on their faces.

There are even people pushing dung and selling it.

Rao Yingzheng has never seen such a scene!

He covered his nose and asked, "Yingying, has the people changed so much in just two months?"

"Isn't this the age of famine?"

"Why do the common people push carts to sell this reincarnation of five grains?"

"Or is it that in the past two months, the people of the world have discovered new food?"

Chapter 66 Twelve Young Masters

"I've only been in seclusion for two months. Don't tell me the common people feed on things now?"

Shi Huang looked at the people around him, he didn't want to accept this fact.

Although the people are hungry, they will not eat...

He seemed to understand why the young man was so careful about his car dung.

Shadow and Quicksand couldn't believe it for a while, they just wanted to guard His Majesty, how did they know that the outside had become like this?

In order to survive, the people of Daqin have reached the end of the road, and they even eat these things?

Can this really be eaten?

Shadow suddenly remembered something and exclaimed:

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty's matter must not be like this."

"We have already left Xianyang Palace, so don't call me Your Majesty, call me Master."

"Master, this must not be the case. This subordinate suddenly remembered that the Twelve Young Masters built some Quyuanli a month ago. Do you still remember?"

Shi Huang thought for a while and nodded.

Shadow continued: "At that time, the Twelve Young Masters also promoted farmyard manure, which is the reincarnation of five grains."

Shihuang walked forward slowly: "Yes, at that time I didn't know what he was up to, but I just thought he was messing around."

Shadow's eyes widened: "Yes, it's farm manure. These people must want to use farm manure to increase food production."

Shi Huang frowned slightly: "Although it can increase grain production, the common people will not fight so much. Isn't this reincarnation of five grains everywhere?"

"When the people of Anshun encounter famine, they will even eat all the seeds for the coming year. There are not many seeds left, and they can't use so much farmyard manure."

Shadow clasped his fists and said, "What I said is true, it must be something we haven't seen yet."

Ying Zheng continued walking, followed by Shadow and Quicksand curiously.

The street was very lively. In order to find out what the people were doing, Ying Zheng grabbed an old man and asked:

"Old man, please stay, I have something to ask you."

"Hey, what are you stopping me for? There is a new farm manure at the end of the street. I want to catch a fresh one. Aren't you delaying my business?"

The old man frowned, trying to pull his arm out.

Shadow hurriedly stepped forward, this is His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin, how can you, a commoner, dislike you?

Are you tired of living?

Ying Zheng hurriedly stopped Ying Ying, he was not the first emperor, but an ordinary citizen, and he didn't want to make too much noise.

Ying Zheng took out a silver coin from his waist and handed it to the old man.

"Old man, I just want to ask a question. It won't take up too much of your time."

The old man's eyes lit up when he saw Yin Liang, and he immediately put on a smile.

"I don't know what you want to ask?"

Ying Zheng thought for a while and asked, "Old man, there is a famine in Daqin right now, why don't the people look like they are starving at all, and why are everyone looking for this excrement?"

The old man took half a step back and looked the three of them up and down.

"You look like the master in the mansion, and you don't know what's going on outside of me."

Ying Zheng smiled awkwardly:

"Two months ago, I went to a deep mountain to look for relatives. I just came back and saw that Xianyang City has changed so much. It's really strange. I asked my old man to understand."

The old man nodded thoughtfully: "So that's the case. Yes, Xianyang City has changed a lot in the past two months."

"Let me talk to the three of you, and you will be surprised when I finish."

"Old man, please tell me!"

"Do you know the twelve sons? The No. 12 son of the first emperor?" Speaking of the twelve sons, the old man smiled even more happily.

Ying Zheng nodded with a dark face: "I know this best. For more than 20 years, he has known every day for more than [-] years that he is extravagant and lustful. He is a playboy who never asks about facts."

Hearing this, the old man's face darkened instantly.