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

"Cai! You can still come up with such a plan, Cai!"

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng suddenly snapped at the cases in front of him.

Although the strength was not great, it also made several cases shaken.

This shot made Zhang Qingyuan startled.

"Old man, why are you so excited?"

The shadows and quicksand behind him seemed to be familiar with each other, which could be considered excited.

When Shi Huang was really excited, it was earth-shattering.

But Shihuang was still very excited: "Haha, Cai!"

"I didn't expect that unfaithful and unfilial son to be a bit smart. He is worthy of being my son."

Although Yingzheng was still resentful towards Yingjia, he was still very happy to hear that Nizi had solved Daqin's biggest problem so easily.

"Well, old man, why did you suddenly curse your son!"

Zhang Qingyuan looked at him strangely.

"Ah...I..." Ying Zheng suddenly realized that he was too excited, and he couldn't hold back his words outside.

He hurriedly said haha: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered that unfilial son. Although he is a bit smart, he just doesn't know how to do business."

"I don't know whether to scold him or praise him."

"Old man, I am quite similar to your son."

"It's not that I don't respect him, it's that I haven't seen him a few times since I was born, and I don't say a word when we meet by chance. I think he has completely forgotten that there are three mothers in the mansion."

"You said that he doesn't care about my studies or my cultivation, such an irresponsible father, we can't help him even if we want to honor him."

Zhang Qingyuan complained to himself, completely oblivious to the fact that Shihuang seemed to be stunned at this moment.

Isn't I the same as Chu Wuhou?

I also inadvertently spoiled a court lady, so I have the little twelve Yingjia. In the past 20 years, I have never asked about his life.

Judging from Ying Jia's actions these days, I really don't understand this child.

Maybe this is why Ying Jia is so disobedient.

snort!

Although I never took care of you, didn't I give you that kind of thing?

I gave you life, so you must honor me!

No matter what, as a child, you can't seek power and usurp the throne, and revise my will!

Thinking of this, Shihuang was still furious, but he couldn't deliver the goods while he was outside.

Said God, the boy was still complaining about his father, Ying Zheng directly interrupted him displeased:

"Boy, no matter what, he is your father, and you should honor him for bringing you into this world."

"How do you say that he never raised you? Didn't he give you all the food? Otherwise, you would have starved to death."

"That child in my family is unfaithful and unfilial. After I have investigated other things, he will be the first one to clean up. I must beat him up and throw him into a prison."

Zhang Qingyuan was startled, how could there be such a cruel father in this world who would send his son to prison by himself, so my father is indeed much better.

Shi Huang didn't want to talk too much about it, so the conversation turned to the issues he cared about:

"Now I know why you released the food. This is the order of the little... Twelve Young Masters. Naturally, it is not a violation of the laws of the Great Qin Dynasty. It's just that why don't the people come to collect it now?"

Hearing this, Zhang Qingyuan lowered his brows:

"Hey, there are some disadvantages in being in Xianyang."

Ying Zheng was a little confused: "Why is there a disadvantage in being in Xianyang?"

"Could it be that the common people have enough food in their homes? There is no need for the government to open warehouses to release food? They are not so rich."

"Of course not. The famine has been going on for so long. What kind of food do people have in their homes? It's not bad if they don't starve to death."

"When the grain was released at the beginning, it was not enough at all. The people were all rushing to get the grain."

"The disadvantage of being born in Xianyang is that if there is any disturbance in the court, we will soon know that as long as it is beneficial to us, it will spread throughout the entire Xianyang city overnight."

"This is called Sunny Flowers and Trees Yiweichun..."

"Hey, you guys still talk about words? Xiangyang Huamuyiweichun, how can you talk about Yiweichun?"

Shi Huang's mood gradually improved, and he started joking with this kid.

The kid looked at the people around him, except for those sweeping people, everyone else was in a hurry, and no one cared about his small stall.

"I don't think anyone will come to me to collect food today, so I'll talk to you about it today."

"As soon as the twelve sons supervised the country, they ordered that they were not allowed to practice Abang Palace, and they removed the 70 craftsmen. Have you heard about this incident?"

Ying Zheng had heard of it, and he knew better than this kid. At that time, he was so angry that he almost went out to teach that kid a lesson.

Ying Zheng never thought about daring to decide to stop the construction of his palace without authorization.

However, now that I think about it, it doesn't matter.

No matter how magnificent the Abang Palace is, it would be futile without that destiny to live in it.

It's better to concentrate on cultivating and improving the realm. Not to mention increasing the lifespan, you can do more things.

Shihuang smiled: "I've heard about this, and I was very angry at first. No matter how good the palace is, it won't be built if it isn't built."

"Hey……"

Zhang Qingyuan turned around and shook his head, expressing his disapproval of Ying Zheng's words.

Seeing that no one nearby heard their conversation, he quietly approached Shihua's ear and whispered:

"Uncle, I think we are quite destined, so I'll remind you, you can't say this in front of others, otherwise you will definitely cause trouble if someone with a heart hears it."

Shi Huang nodded vigorously, pretending to be very touched:

"Okay, I will never go out."

"Brother, you may not know."

Speaking of which, Ying Zheng didn't care what the title was, and Zhang Qingyuan called him whatever he wanted.

"Knowing that the craftsmen have withdrawn, I don't know how many people wept with joy."

The First Emperor frowned and said, "Why is this? Aren't these craftsmen happy to build Abang Palace for His Majesty?"

"Wrong or not depends on who you say it to. It is naturally good for His Majesty."

"It's not necessarily the case for the artisans and the common people. Let's not talk about when the family will be able to see each other again. Let's talk about this famine period. The artisans rely on the taxes paid by the common people to eat."

"The common people can't survive on their own, where is the grain handed over? Don't you think it's a good thing for the craftsmen to withdraw at this time?"

Shi Huang remained silent, not knowing whether to nod or shake his head.

Zhang Qingyuan went on to say: "I went on to say that after the craftsmen withdrew, they followed the order of the twelve sons to go door to door to collect dung."

"At the beginning, the common people definitely didn't understand, and they laughed more."

Chapter 71 You Are Disturbing Public Order

"Why would anyone want feces? It's smelly and dirty, so when the common people see craftsmen coming to pick up manure at home, don't mention how happy they are. Can someone clean up for themselves?"

"It's all right now, now that I understand it, they don't even think about how the Twelve Young Masters let 70 craftsmen do these things if this shit is so useless."

"You mean to say that the Twelve Young Master asked someone to do this a month ago?"

Ying Zheng immediately became interested: "What do you think the common people understand now?"

"Yeah, now they have no place to cry. You must have seen someone manure the farm along the way."

Shihuang nodded, the bustle of the street is all about scrambling for farm manure.

But this can't be blamed on the common people, how do they know that this shit still has such an effect?

If you want to blame, blame Yingjia for not telling the people in advance about the effect of manure.

"It's Na Ni's fault... the Twelve Young Masters didn't tell the people."

"No, no, no!" Zhang Qingyuan disagreed: "Of course such things cannot be disclosed to the common people in advance."

"Who knows if there are people from the Six Kingdoms in Xianyang City? If they find out, it will definitely hinder the Twelve Young Master's plan."

"At that time, it will not only be the common people who will suffer, I am afraid that the whole world will be in turmoil."

Shi Huang thought for a while and asked, "No, it has nothing to do with the common people not coming to receive food."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet."

"When the craftsmen came to collect farmyard manure, they didn't want to talk about the function of the manure. Maybe they didn't know it. As long as there is food to eat, it's the same for everything."

"However, I heard that these craftsmen received some things two days ago..."

When Zhang Qingyuan talked about this "thing", he still looked mysterious, and signaled Shihuang not to say it: "This thing was secretly cultivated by the twelve sons."

"As soon as the news came out, the common people immediately exploded, and gradually figured out the function of the manure, so every family competed for farm manure."

"Besides, I also heard that this thing will be distributed to the common people in a short time, so as long as the people in Xianyang City are able to work hard, they will go to reclaim wasteland outside the city."

"The Twelve Young Masters distribute the things according to the amount of land, so as long as there are more lands, there will be more things..."

"Although the real decree hasn't come down yet, it's already close to ten. It's almost August, and the things will be distributed to the people."

"Hurry up and plant the seeds. This year, we can catch up with the bumper harvest. This yield is much higher than the current Qin Su!"

After hearing so much, Shi Huang was still a little confused. This guy always speaks mysteriously.

"Is this too exaggerated? Will there be a good harvest in a few months? Is it even more productive than the current Qin Su?"

Zhang Qingyuan quietly approached Ying Zheng's ear.

The shadow on the side was suddenly lucky, afraid that this guy would have the idea of ​​killing the king.

As a result, the boy cautiously looked around, lowered his voice and said:

"Brother, do you know how much Qin Su produces?"

Ying Zheng frowned, and said in a low voice, "Of course I know, about two to three hundred catties per mu."

Zhang Qingyuan smiled: "Brother, do you guess how much the product issued by the twelve sons can produce?"

"Add [-]% of the output at most?"

Seeing that the boy was so mysterious, Ying Zheng made a special guess.

Zhang Qingyuan gave a "cut" and asked him to continue guessing.

"Could it be that there is a production of four or five hundred catties?"

Zhang Qingyuan shook his head triumphantly, and stretched out five fingers.

"Guess further!"

Seeing his fingers, Shi Huang asked in confusion, "Five thousand catties!!!"

This time he nodded: "Yes, this is still the output without farmyard manure."

"Five thousand catties!!!"

Shi Huang's eyes widened.

This is impossible! ! !

"This is still the output without manure!"

What does such a high yield mean? As long as it is planted for one season, the people of Daqin will not have to worry about eating.

Even if there is another famine, we are not afraid.

It can also let Da Qin Erlang and hundreds of thousands of craftsmen eat for five or six days. With such a high output, what kind of Great Wall did he use to build back then.

I am no longer afraid of the Huns, and the number of people in Daqin will increase with food, and the population alone can flatten the Huns.

The cavalry of the Huns is nothing, the Daqin Erlangs are never afraid of difficulties and never shrink back.

As long as there is enough food, sooner or later all the Huns will be consumed to death.