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

Even if the remnants of the Six Kingdoms still have the heart to oppose Qin, he is not afraid, he just needs to deal with it bit by bit.

At this time, Ying Zheng suddenly realized what the output of four or five thousand catties meant.

Immediately, the true energy in his body surged, and he completely forgot that he was still in the busy market outside Xianyang City at this time.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and restrained his true energy in time, without Zhang Qingyuan's low cultivation level, so he didn't notice it.

Ying Zheng also hinted that he shouldn't be so impulsive, but it was still difficult to restrain his mood at this time.

However, he is still skeptical about this matter. As a person who unifies the world, how can he easily listen to a kid who has no boundaries?

Just now Zhang Qingyuan himself said that he only heard about it, and this must have been exaggerated by the people.

How can there be such a high yield of food in the world?

Thinking of this, Shihuang also calmed down.

I think it has been more than 30 years since he became the king of Qin, and it has been more than ten years since he unified the world.

During this period, he never gave up asking people to find a seed that could replace Qin Su.

There were not tens of thousands of seeds in front of him, but thousands of them. No matter what kind of seeds he tried.

In the end, there was no harvest at all, and there was no food that could replace Qin Su, which made him very distressed.

Every time Daqin experienced a famine, many people would die, why didn't this make him feel sad?

But he was also very helpless, he did everything he could do.

Now tell him that after only two months of retreat, Daqin has such a high-yielding grain seed, how can he believe it?

Is this a gift from God?

"Boy, are you trying to deceive me? Have you ever planted land by yourself? How much is four or five thousand catties of grain?"

Ying Zheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he held Zhang Qingyuan's arm tightly with one hand.

The arm of Zhang Qingyuan who was caught was in pain, and he clearly felt that the cultivation base of the uncle in front of him was not simple.

"Hey, hey, I said, what are you arresting me for, sir? Are you bullying others? Is your cultivation high enough to be amazing?"

"If you didn't tell you this secret because of your sincerity, would you just repay me like this?"

"You are afraid of breaking all my cases. You are disturbing public order."

"Let me tell you, according to Article 232 of the new Daqin law, anyone who intentionally damages other people's property shall be detained for not less than three days but not more than seven days, and fined five hundred renminbi, depending on the severity of the circumstances."

"You old man, you'd better compensate me for financial and mental damage, or we'll see you in the government."

Chapter 72 He's insulting me!

"You old man, you'd better compensate me for financial and mental damage, or we'll see you in the government."

"As long as you are detained, your son will no longer be able to obtain academic qualifications."

Although the realm of the people in front of him is unfathomable, Zhang Qingyuan is not afraid.

The Twelve Young Masters said, now govern the country according to the new laws of the Great Qin Dynasty, no matter how high your level is, if you damage other people's property, you will lose money.

The first emperor knew that he was wrong, even though he knew that as the master of the world, he never cared about any threats, he could still put the other party in prison.

But he didn't want to expose his identity just because Zhang Qingyuan's words made him too excited.

But how could he apologize to Zhang Qingyuan?

Shi Huang let go of his hand, turned his head and gave Shadow a look.

It just so happened that he could calm down and think about how true or false this matter was.

Shadow immediately understood, and said to Zhang Qingyuan with a smile:

"Little brother, don't be angry, how much is your table, I'll just accompany you."

Anyway, Zhang Qingyuan is also the son of Chu Wuhou's mansion, why does he care about the money for a table, he just can't stand this anger?

I told this person the news with good intentions, but I didn't expect that my dignity would be trampled on by being avenged.

"Is this about money? He's insulting me! He's repaying his kindness. Do you think I care about your stinky money?"

"Little brother, let's discuss it carefully. You see, your news is too shocking. Think about it, you must be very surprised when you get this news for the first time, aren't you?"

Shadow is the best at talking, he can speak into people's hearts with a few words, and he is best at empathy.

Zhang Qingyuan paused when he heard the words.

Indeed, this news is indeed unbelievable.

My eyes widened when I heard it.

It's normal for this man to be excited, and he told him so much, didn't he just want to see this man surprised?

Otherwise, I wouldn't risk my life to tell him the news.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingyuan felt a little better.

But he still refused to put down his face: "Then I can't shoot my desk!"

Shadow smiled: "Look, am I apologizing to you? You must understand our master, he is the one who was surprised, I will definitely pay you this table."

"If you are injured, I will ask a famous doctor to heal you."

Zhang Qingyuan waved his hand: "It's okay, it's not a big deal, it's just a table, you just tell this old man not to be so impulsive in the future."

"I also understand that I am excited to hear such big news. After all, it is very difficult for people in this world to be like the Twelve Young Masters. They can see the collapse of Mount Tai without showing color."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng stared at him. I'm not as good as that unfaithful and unfilial person?

"Forget it, just take three buckets of food and leave quickly. Don't forget to sign and sign."

Zhang Qingyuan waved his hands, turned his head and began to chase people away.

But Ying Zheng didn't intend to leave.

This food is related to the foundation of the Great Qin State, and he will not leave until he has figured it out.

"Boy, you haven't answered my question yet? Are you lying to me? Where did you hear this news? How true is it?"

Zhang Qingyuan snorted coldly: "Old man, I told you from the beginning, I just heard it, and I don't know how much it is true or not, it's up to you to believe it or not."

"After you collect the food and leave, don't say that I spread the news. If you ask me, I won't admit it. If you tell it and the government finds out, they will definitely kill you."

"Crack, do you understand?"

As he spoke, Zhang Qingyuan touched his neck with his hand.

Ying Zheng recovered his expression, it turned out that it was just a rumor.

Then he heard Zhang Qingyuan snort coldly: "Old man, you must not believe my words, yes, I have not issued a certificate, but the people in my Xianyang City are all smart people."

"Otherwise, why would they not come to collect the free food, and why are they struggling to grab farm manure every day?"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng frowned.

Turning his head to look at the people in the city, they all hurriedly pushed wheelbarrows in their hands.

The young man I met this morning, an old man, and the pedestrian who only told about the imperial list outside the city.

All of them ran anxiously, which made Shi Huang feel puzzled.

Xianyang City is the most prosperous place in the world, and most of the people are well-educated.

But it will not be in such a hurry. It is not that the people are lazy, but that they usually have nothing to do.

There is not much arable land, and there is no hunting place far outside the city, and the way to make money is fixed and single.

Whether you can eat enough depends on God's will.

However, today Ying Zheng saw the determined and excited eyes on the faces of every commoner. They had a direction to fight and knew what they were going to do.

This is the first time he found that the people are so energetic, which is very different from two months ago.

Most of the common people in the past were divided into two categories, one was the aristocrats spending their days and drinking, and the ordinary people were like walking dead.

Now they all have goals in their hearts and are working hard in that direction.

Although they are in a hurry, they can see the motivation in them.

At the beginning, Yingzheng didn't know why the people changed so much. It turned out that this was the power of dreams.

Although Ying Zheng doesn't understand what a dream is, he can see it.

What Zhang Qingyuan said is right, the people of Xianyang City are easy to enjoy the sun and flowers and trees for spring.

If there is a little wind, they will definitely investigate it.

If it is true, then the problem of eating will be solved!

So everyone moved.

Yingzheng's heart moved, and he quickly asked: "Little brother, I think these people don't want to receive food, and they don't all plan to reclaim wasteland!"

"They can do everything, and some don't rob farm manure!"

Ying Zheng had many doubts in his heart, since he met someone who knew the "inside story".Naturally, I have to ask clearly.

However, Zhang Qingyuan was irritated by one question after another.

You are just receiving three buckets of food, and I am not begging you?

So many questions, I'll chat with you here for three days and three nights, okay?

Zhang Qingyuan waved his hand: "Okay, okay, it's endless, it's the last question, and I don't know if I ask it again, so hurry up and leave with the food after asking?"

Ying Zheng nodded, he was no longer angry with the other party's attitude.

"These people naturally do everything. Speaking of these, I have to talk about the achievements of the Twelve Young Masters."

"The decrees he issued are all for the sake of the common people. Whether they are common people or us noble children who have no status, they have been quietly discussed. If the twelve sons had stood up a few years earlier, we would not have had such a hard life. .”

Chapter 73 Let's Talk Another Day

Zhang Qingyuan bragged about Ying Jia again, Ying Zheng always felt that this guy was drugged by that naughty son, he had just supervised Daqin for two months, is that all right?

I am the one who rules the world, why don't you see me bragging about my achievements?

However, the current Shi Huang was not so angry when he heard Zhang Qingyuan brag about Ying Jia.

Fortunately, he is his own son. How can a son not be like his father? He is so popular, so he naturally has the credit for his father's victory in politics.

But thinking of the rebellious son who tampered with the edict, beheaded the ministers in the court, and tried to usurp the throne, he was still very angry.

Zhang Qingyuan kept bragging about the Twelve Young Masters, and he was still paying attention to Shihuang's face while talking, seeing his ruddy face, he knew that this person must be interested.

So he went on to say:

"Twelve sons not only fed the people, but also gave them a way out. Anyone with strength can go out to be a craftsman or something, and the money they get every day is enough to eat for a day."

"Isn't it better to buy new rice with the money than my old rice that has been stored for three or five years? You can also learn a craft, and the wages are high, so people are vying to get it?"

Ying Zheng asked puzzledly, "The way out? What way out? Just him?"

"Humph. You still don't believe it. It's been two months since the food distribution started. Do you know why I didn't start the food distribution until now?"

"Why?" Ying Zheng asked following his words.

"Because I signed up to be a carpenter and learned a lot. Although my food can't be donated and I can't get any titles, I can make wooden products. Even if I can't eat the imperial food, I won't starve to death."

Ying Zheng was amazed: "Sign up to be a carpenter? What have you learned?"

"Who do you worship as a teacher?"

"Who do you want to be your teacher? If you hear about it, you will be scared to death. He is a new craftsman from Daqin, Master Luban whose craftsmanship is even more powerful than Mo Feile, the successor of the Mohist school."

While speaking, Zhang Qingyuan raised his chin, not to mention how proud he was.

However, the other party did not have the expected surprise, but instead looked puzzled.

"This...you haven't even heard of the name of Master Lu Ban?"

Ying Zheng shook his head: "I've never heard of this person, but he's even stronger than Mo Feile? Which village is he from?"

Zhang Qingyuan looked at Ying Zheng with a strange look, and he couldn't blame him for looking at Shihuang like a fool.

In the past two months, Master Lu Ban has led people to build Quyuanli and many farming supplies.