[Comprehensive] Wearing the martial arts world to be the emperor

Yan Jingbai's trip this time was mainly to see the people's livelihood in various places, and he stayed in the palace to listen to other people's reports. After all, what he saw with his own eyes was more authentic and credible.

People's livelihood and economy are issues that he has always paid attention to since he came to this world. For this reason, in Qin State, where military power is the most important thing, no one stood up to oppose it. Conquering others is more meaningful than ruling the people and letting the people live and work in peace and contentment.

But fortunately, the prestige left to him by the original owner was enough to deter everyone. Although some people were dissatisfied with some of his political measures in the past few years, he never dared to show it in front of him, let alone stand up to resist.

Yan Jingbai was quite satisfied with what he saw and heard during this tour. Although not everyone was starved to death, the living conditions of the people were gradually improving. His rectification measures over the past few years were finally not in vain.

The people in the world are the easiest group of people to please. They only want a meal and food and clothing, and they are satisfied if they are not forced to live. However, since the unification of the Qin State, the laws and regulations issued have made their lives easier than before. Well, among the survivors of the Six Kingdoms, even the Zhao people, who once hated Qin the most, gradually returned to submit.

Summer showers always come without warning. The sky that was still shining brightly just now was covered by dark clouds. The torrential rain was accompanied by a thunderclap, and it fell with a clatter.

The young general sitting on the horse wiped the rainwater off his face fiercely, then raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Speed ​​up! Speed ​​up! The Mausoleum City is coming soon, protect Your Majesty, and speed up to the Mausoleum City!"

Even in the torrential rain, the voice wrapped in internal force was still clear, and it spread far away, resounding in everyone's ears!

With the sound of horseshoes, thousands of cavalry, like a rolling black stream, heavily guarded the luxurious carriage in the middle, and headed towards the creeping city not far away.

The sudden rainstorm interrupted Zhao Zhubo's welcoming ceremony that had been prepared for a whole month. He followed his boss tremblingly and walked into the courtyard that was closely guarded by the Qin army.

The icy spear stopped him, Zhao Zhubo could only watch his boss walk into the closed door with jealous and envious eyes.

He also wants to see the emperor. He has lived for nearly 40 years and he has never seen the emperor!

It was still raining and the sky was dark, so even though it was not the time of Shen, the house had to light oil lamps.

Yan Jingbai just took a shower, his wet hair was casually draped over his shoulders, against that overly delicate face he looked extremely weak.

But Wu Kuang knew that it was just an illusion, and no one in the world would think that the emperor of Qin was weak.

"Your Majesty!" He knelt down and saluted, "Chen Wu Kuang has seen Your Majesty!"

Yan Jingbai waved his hand and said, "Get up."

Then ask someone to give him a seat.

"How is the matter going? Is it going well?" Yan Jingbai didn't intend to be polite to him, and went directly to the topic.

Wu Kuang took out an oiled paper package from his arms, slowly opened it, and presented the well-wrapped booklet to the emperor.

Yan Jingbai flipped through it casually, and then said: "Just tell me briefly, I don't quite understand these records."

The emperor was blunt, and Wu Kuang was not surprised, but his expression was more respectful, and he said: "Although Lingcheng is only a small city, the land is fertile and the annual grain income is considerable. Yuchen's experiment is also very beneficial. For many years, the theory of double harvest of rice has been successful, but the actual results will not be known until the second half of the year."

Yan Jingbai was silent for a moment and said: "You are an expert in this area. Since I have entrusted you with the full power of this matter, I will not intervene. I only want the result!"

"I obey the order!" Wu Kuang paused, and then said: "There is one more thing to tell Your Majesty, if the test is successful, it will not be applicable anywhere."

Yan Jingbai said lightly: "I know, but as long as some places can collect twice a year, it's already good."

At least be able to feed more people.

Wu Kuang is indeed a talent, and it is a kind of luck to meet him.

Yan Jingbai suddenly felt that even if this world was not the one in history, it would be a good thing, at least the philosophers here are more omnipotent than the ones in history.

Take Wu Kuang as an example. Under such backward conditions, this talented farmer has actually researched the double-harvest technology of rice, which makes him have to admire his wisdom.

Hundred schools of thought, hundreds of schools of thought, there must be more talents in this hundred schools, if they can be used by him... Yan Jingbai shook his head. Keeping a low profile, but the secret has never stopped.

When Yan Jingbai and Wu Kuang were discussing about agriculture, a young man with a sword hanging from his waist walked in.

His clothes were still wet, he took off the helmet and held it in his hand, drops of water trickled down his temples.

Seeing the young man who came in, Yan Jingbai waved with a smile and said, "Han Qing is back, everything is arranged?"

Han Xin approached two steps, saluted and said: "One thousand armored troops entered the city to protect His Majesty, and the remaining three thousand camped outside the city."

Yan Jingbai nodded, "You can handle these things yourself, you don't need to tell me."

After a pause, he said again: "Go take a shower and change your clothes first, and then come to my place for dinner. I will introduce Wu Qing to you."

Han Xin glanced at Wu Kuang, saluted again and withdrew.

Wu Kuang looked at the figure who disappeared by the door, and said with a little surprise: "This is Han Xin, General Han, who defeated the Huns with a sword?!"

Yan Jingbai nodded.

Wu Kuang sighed: "Sure enough, he is a hero!"

Yan Jingbai smiled lightly. When he heard that Shi Zhixuan brought back a person, and that person was the famous soldier Han Xin, his jaw dropped in shock. The evil king is the evil king. Bring back such a great gift.

Surprised, he rewarded him well in bed, and Han Xin also lived up to his expectations. After several years of military exploits, he already had a place in the court.

If it weren't for the fact that there have been fewer wars in the past few years, and his energy has been devoted to civil affairs, it is estimated that Han Xin's official position will be promoted even faster, but even so, the battle with the Xiongnu made him famous, and together with Meng Tian , known as the Imperial Double Wall.

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Yan Jingbai didn't stay in Mausoleum for long, two days later, the emperor's convoy set off again, heading for Xianyang.

This tour lasted nearly four months, and it was time to go back.

In the rickety carriage, Yan Jingbai looked at the eighth letter sent from Xianyang, his eyes softened rarely.

But at this moment, a scream suddenly pierced the wilderness, and the cold arrow came silently, and slammed into the body of a Qin army, blood spattered, and the scream made the whole army alert instantly.

"Protect Your Majesty!" Han Xin yelled, and the long sword in his waist was unsheathed instantly, reflecting a cold light under the setting sun.

"Swoosh, whoosh—" Countless sharp arrows shot here from all directions, densely forming a rain of arrows.

Han Xin didn't panic. He pointed his long sword and shouted: "Shield!"

As soon as his words fell, the well-trained Qin Jun had already erected a solid protective wall with the shields in their hands, and tightly guarded the only carriage in it.

As the rain of arrows fell, most of them were blocked by shields, but some of the Qin army were still shot down.

After all, the attack came so suddenly that they were caught off guard.

After a round of arrow rain, countless boulders rolled down from the hillside, and Qin Bing, who was unfortunately hit by the impact, screamed and turned into a pulp.

Han Xin raised his long sword and pushed away the stones falling from the sky. His brows were slightly wrinkled. This place is not conducive to defense.

He jumped up, stood tall on the horseback, and looked around.

The huge boulder rolling down from a high place made the Qin army a little confused, but the shield wall tightly guarding the carriage did not waver at all.

Behind the boulder, a long howl shot straight into the sky, and then the killing sound shook the sky, and countless figures rushed down from the hillside brandishing weapons.

The densely packed figures seemed to be many, but Han Xin knew that the number of opponents could not be too many, otherwise it would be impossible for the Qin army to detect it, and it was even more impossible for the local government to not notice anything strange.

Suddenly, his eyes met with a sharp one. It was an unusually tall man with disheveled hair and a purple dress. The distance made him unable to see the specific face of the other person clearly, but he felt a wave of Murderous aura, a fierce and suffocating murderous aura transmitted from the opponent!

Han Xin put his sword back into its sheath, took down the bow and arrow hanging on the horse, put on the bow and drew the arrow, and pointed the arrow with a cold light at the man's eyebrow.

"Whoosh—" The arrow wrapped in true energy passed through the battlefield, and shot at that person like lightning.

Han Xin didn't look at the result of the arrow, he sat back on his horse in a flash, and shouted: "The Iron Armored Army protects His Majesty, and the rest follow me to attack and annihilate the enemy!"

The two teams collided with each other. Han Xin guessed well that the opponent's number must not exceed 1000. Although the Qin army suffered a lot of losses in the initial attack, it was more than enough to deal with 1000 people.

He should have breathed a sigh of relief, but Han Xin couldn't relax. He faintly felt that the matter was not over yet.

Boom boom boom!The ground was shaking, and when that huge shadow appeared in Qin Jun's sight, even these brave and fearless soldiers who were used to seeing life and death on the battlefield couldn't help being completely stunned.

It was a fierce tiger with a strange shape, and its whole body was controlled by a machine, coming towards the battlefield, boom!Every time it takes a step, the ground trembles, and its huge figure makes people tremble.

The shrill scream pierced the sky, and Qin Jun in iron armor was as vulnerable as an ant in front of it. With a wave of his claws and a sweep of his tail, he was smashed into a pulp.

Han Xin was shocked. He pulled the reins and kicked the horse's belly, shouting: "Protect Your Majesty! Break out! Break out quickly!"

He led the retreat, but paled as he approached the emperor's convoy.

Teams of armored soldiers pointed their weapons at the roof of the car, where a handsome young man was sitting on his knees, and he patted the roof of the car with a little curiosity and a little playfulness, saying: "There are people sitting inside here." Is it Qin Wang Yingzheng?!"

Hearing this, Han Xin almost vomited blood!