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

"Hey, what are you talking about? It's all just folk rumors. The Twelve Young Masters are not some playboys."

"The Twelve Sons are the blessings of the common people and Great Qin. They are not only elegant but also talented. A great Confucian once said that the Twelve Sons have a bright future. It won't take long for the Twelve Sons to surpass his father, the First Emperor."

"Twelve, he is definitely not the person in your mouth, he is for the benefit of the people."

Speaking of Yingjia, the old man looked smug, holding the car with one hand and pinching his waist with the other, not to mention how happy he was.

Can that rebellious son's great achievements surpass me?

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes: "I wonder if that great scholar came to the conclusion?"

The old man thought for a while and said: "It is said that it is Qing Mengyi who is in the court today. As for whether it is true, I don't know."

Ying Zheng sneered suddenly, it turned out to be Meng Yi, you are the one who slept in the same bed as me.

I just died, so you go to curry favor with that traitor.

What great achievements can that rebellious son have, and what qualifications does he have to compare with me?

Meng Yi, you just don't want to live anymore, you are nothing.

The old man also didn't notice the murderous intent in Ying Zheng's eyes, and continued:

"Speaking of the Twelve Young Masters, I can't finish talking about what he has done in a day. I still have something to do now. If you want to continue listening, I will talk to you when I am free."

"But today's farm manure, I can tell you, this thing is very good."

"Young Master Twelve told us that this farmyard manure can increase grain production, as long as the seeds are sown and sprinkled with farmyard manure, it will definitely increase the yield by [-]% when the harvest is bumper."

Shadow thought it was an exaggeration for the old man to go, so he tilted his head and asked:

"Old man, you can't say big things. The twelve sons said that this thing can increase production. Have you tried it? Why do you believe what he says?"

When someone questioned what he said, the old man was immediately annoyed:

"Hmph, do you guys know how to grow crops in the Shen family's compound? I said that if you can increase by [-]%, you can increase by [-]%. , and give us good food as seeds."

"Thousands of soldiers have seen it. Isn't it true? The twelve sons say they can do it, so we trust him."

"My son was a centurion in the barracks of the general Wang Ben. He came back to visit his relatives the day before yesterday and accidentally told me that I am already so old that there is no need to deceive people. If it is not because you are not farmers, otherwise this is the case. I won't tell you the secret."

The old man turned his head angrily, and kindly treated him like a donkey, I am really blind to tell you!

Seeing this, Ying Ying was about to go forward to argue, but was stopped by Ying Zheng.

Chapter 67 If You Are Lazy, Then You Are Hungry, You Deserve It!

Shihuang smiled and asked: "Old man, we naturally believe in you, but we just don't understand. Isn't this farmyard manure available everywhere? Why is it so sought after? Everyone is grabbing it?"

The old man turned his head reluctantly: "What do you know? Farm manure is everywhere, but there is also a lot of arable land. The Twelve Young Masters specially issued a decree that everyone can reclaim wasteland by themselves."

"As long as the tax is paid according to the regulations, the land belongs to the family. However, most of the land outside is too barren to grow crops. It will be different if the farmyard manure is used."

"Crops can grow even in barren land, let alone whether it can increase production. Now that you have more land, don't you need more farmyard manure?"

Ying Zheng nodded, and then asked: "Old man, this is also very strange. Although there is a lot of wasteland outside, even if it is reclaimed, how can so many seeds be planted!"

"What kind of crops will be grown in this field?"

The old man looked the three of them up and down again, and asked with a puzzled look: "How come you don't know this? Or are you not from the mountains at all, but spies from the Six Kingdoms?"

"It can be said above that the remnants of the Six Kingdoms are still about to move. I think you are their eyeliner."

"I won't tell you, old man, what the Twelve Young Masters gave us are all secrets, it's enough to tell you so much."

"I'm still busy, so I won't tell you more."

The old man turned his head and helped the car away.

"Hey! I left before I made it clear. Isn't it enough to give you so much money?"

Shadow shouted angrily.

"Hmph, these people just don't know how to live or die, and they don't even look at who is in front of them. They dare to take money from us."

Ying Zheng raised his hand to signal for Shadow to stop talking.

Ying Ying looked at Ying Zheng's face as if he was in deep thought, and he didn't dare to speak any more.

It wouldn't be surprising if my husband was the only one doing this on the street.

The strange thing is that people on the whole street are scrambling for dung, as if if you are late, there will be no fresh ones.

Yingzheng was very curious. There were wastelands everywhere outside Xianyang before, but no one cultivated them. Why did everyone start fighting for them after only two months?

Even if Qin Su could grow in the wasteland, the yield would not be much, and it was not worth wasting effort at all.

It is still a year of famine, and people should not waste their energy.

"Snapped!"

Ying Zheng suddenly remembered something and slapped his thigh suddenly.

"It was too hasty just now, I haven't asked the old man how the people live in this famine year."

"Why don't you see people begging on the street? They're all alive and well, they don't look like they're hungry."

Seeing this, Shadow grabbed another middle-aged man.

"Fellow townsman, what are the common people busy with? Without food, how do you live?"

The man glanced at the three of them, and said impatiently: "What are you doing, you can go to the gate of the city and look at the list and you will know."

"The government has not released much food in the past two days, but a few noble children still have food. Now that the price of food has dropped, you can eat for a few days with two Qin and a half. Are you still hungry?"

"Twelve sons have done everything they can, and the rest is up to us. If you are lazy, you will be hungry. You deserve it!"

"I'm wasting my time here. I'm going to the housekeeper to sign up for a craftsman. If I go late, there will be no quota."

Ying Zheng was dumbfounded again when he heard the words.

what list?Why is there still food?Or a son of a nobleman?

What did the twelve sons do?Why do we say that we are hungry when we are lazy?

Also, why does the government recruit craftsmen now? Didn’t the Daqin craftsmen have more than 70?

That rebellious son will not allow the construction of Efang Palace, where are all the craftsmen?

Why is everyone talking about Little Twelve now?

"Why does that rebellious son have such a high prestige in the hearts of the people?"

"I used to only know that he spends his days drinking and drinking, looking for flowers and asking willows, but I never know what other achievements he will make."

"My own son, I know the best. Seeing that the common people have been deceived by Ying Jia, that rebellious son."

This time, not only did it not solve the doubts in his heart, but it also made him even more confused.

In the end what happened?

Ying Zheng was never one to give up lightly, he had to figure it out.

This world was brought down by me, and I don't believe that this matter is still unclear.

"Let's go. Let's go take a look at the list, and I want to see what tricks that rebellious son is doing."

The three of them came to the city gate all the way, and when they looked up, they saw an imperial list.

"On May [-]th, the Dongcheng government opened a warehouse to release grain. One person has one bucket, and those who are late will not wait."

"The second son of Marquis Wu of Chu, Zhang Qingyuan, put out one hundred stones of grain."

Shadow asked suspiciously: "Your Majesty, who is this Marquis of Chu, and why is his second son willing to release food?"

A sternness flashed in Shihuang's eyes.

"Chu Wuhou, when General Zhang captured a mountainous and dangerous city in Chu State, my relatives named him Chu Wuhou."

"Unexpectedly, it has only been more than ten years, how could General Zhang have such a rebellious son."

"The children of the concubine can also make their own decisions about food distribution? They eat official food, how can they allow private food distribution?"

"If every time there is a famine, my Daqin releases the official rations, what will my Daqin soldiers eat? It won't take long for this country to be taken by others."

"Hmph, that's really short-sighted. This is also designed by that Nizi? Stupid! Not only will this not alleviate the famine, but it will also put my Daqin in danger."

Ying Zheng saw the danger behind this strategy at a glance, but he never thought about why a second son from a concubine came out to deliver food?Could it be that that kid is thinking of the people of Daqin?

"What day is today?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Master, today is the eighth day of May. It's been a day, and the food must have been sold out. Shall we check it?"

Ying Zheng looked up and said, "This place is not far from the food distribution, why don't you just go and have a look."

The three of them continued to walk forward, and after a while they reached the place where the grain was kept.

A young man in rough clothes was anxiously looking at the sun in the sky and at the crowd around him.

Sitting in front of a few tables, holding a pen and paper.

Next to him were three sacks more than one meter high, which should contain Qin Su.

Ying Zheng walked over curiously.

Seeing someone coming, the young man immediately cheered up and shouted: "Old man, are you here to get Qin Mi? I still have a lot of Qin Mi here. Even though it is Chen Mi, it would be nice to fill your stomach in famine times." gone."

The boy's eyes were full of anticipation.

Ying Zheng didn't speak, and walked towards the sack, and saw that it was indeed Qin Mi.

It is indeed old rice, and worms can still be seen wriggling inside.

Chapter 68 No one can question the decision of the twelve sons

Yingzheng was very angry: "This food cannot be used to relieve disasters for the people. How much do you know about the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty?"

"These are all official rations. If the rations are given to the common people and the soldiers have no rations to eat, what will happen if the Huns come over?"

Seeing that Ying Zheng was so angry, the boy looked at Ying Zheng in a daze, as if looking at another fool:

"Master, are you stupid? Da Qin stopped implementing the old law two months ago, and now implements the new law promulgated by the Twelve Young Masters. What are you talking about with me about the old law?"

"I'm following the government's order, who are you? How dare you disobey the decree issued by the Twelve Young Masters?"

"Unless His Majesty the First Emperor comes back to life, no one has the right to question the decision of the Twelve Young Masters."

"If you want food, come here and sign and pledge. Take the food and leave quickly. If you don't want it, don't make trouble here."

"I've been waiting here for two days, and I haven't delivered a single bag of rice. After finally waiting for someone to come, they turned out to be a bunch of idiots."

The boy endured the scorching sun and was able to talk patiently to Shihuang at first, but when he saw that these people were not here to fetch food at all, he lost his temper.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng was instantly furious.

Lao Tzu is the first emperor, if you compare with you, the three clans of your family will not survive tomorrow.

The shadow on the side saw Shihuang's face changed, how could he bear it, he stepped forward quickly, and grabbed the boy's collar:

"Boy, don't you want to live anymore? You better open your eyes and see who is in front of you?"

"You... what are you doing?" The boy was lifted up by the powerful shadow, but his face still showed no fear:

"What's the matter? I don't care who he is? Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, it won't work."

"Don't think that if you dress gorgeously, you can show off your power here. I am here to open a warehouse to store food under the order of the twelve sons. Who dares to touch me?"

When talking about the Twelve Young Masters, the boy clasped his fists with an air of arrogance.

"You are disturbing public order. Do you know that you are breaking the law? You will be thrown into a prison for ten days and a half months. Be careful that your children will be affected and will not be able to obtain meritorious service."

"You can figure it out for yourself."

The boy still stared at the shadow with disdain.

"You...don't be ignorant!"

Shadow has suffered such anger, who in Xianyang Palace is not respectful when he sees him?When he left the palace, he was bullied by an ordinary citizen. Just as he was about to punch him out, he heard Shihuang's voice.

"Shadow, let him go."

Shi Huang didn't want to be accused of oppressing the people.

"Humph!"