Emperor Qin

Chen Meng followed the fleet down the Wei River, and couldn't help but go to the cabin to look at the harvested wheat grains.

The wheat grains are full and thorny, and have been half-dried in the sun. Yan Jiang brought a total of more than 30 catties of wheat seeds, half of which he used to plant winter wheat, and the rest became spring wheat, which was sown in October last year. Harvested in May this year, the wheat seedlings that have survived the winter grow much better than the spring wheat. Some field officials who are good at growing wheat made a special trip to see it and said that according to the growth of spring sowing, the harvest is not as good as winter sowing.

More importantly, the field official said that planting winter wheat can give up the land to grow alfalfa in summer and autumn. Nowadays, alfalfa is a pasture that cattle and horses love to eat, and ordinary people also like to cut some for cooking. According to Mr. Yan, alfalfa It does not consume much land, and it can just be used to replenish dormant fields, so that farmers can raise some cattle and sheep, and can also sell some meat and eggs, so as to benefit more.

She couldn't believe the yield. After using plant ash and compost, the winter wheat was twice as much as the spring wheat they planted. This amount is unbelievable. If this wheat can be planted widely, it will starve to death. man.

Governor Li also sent a large number of weapons. He said that he spent half a year studying the temperature of the fire to create the best weapons. Now that there are heavy guards in the bunker, it is impossible for outsiders to get in, even to spy on them. They may all be dragged into prison for interrogation.

After the paper was sold out, the county guard recruited thousands of servants and concubines to boil pulp and make paper every day. The original small dungeon was now more than ten times larger. Purchased from the hands of the surrounding farmers, a servant concubine was ingenious and ingenious. She ground the pulp to a very fine level and then re-blended it. With the same pot of pulp, the paper that can be copied out is twice as much as that of others. Although it is thinner, it is more beautiful. Shou gave him a great credit, and he was directly exonerated from the crime, and became one of the stewards of Zhifang.

This incident has stimulated other officials and concubines. Recently, many people have been tossing and trying to adjust better oars, but most of them delayed their efforts and were punished instead.

Thinking back on these things, Chen Meng took out the paper book that Mr. Yan had given her earlier, and wrote down the records of farming in the past half a year. It is most suitable to mix compost with water and one fertilizer and three water. It is necessary to add fertilizer and water. It is better to use plant ash as a base fertilizer than compost. Soil preparation...

Sailing along the river, she soon arrived in Xianyang, but what she never expected was that the first person she saw was not Mr. Yan, but the king!

"Why is there only 27 grains in one ear?" Qin Wangzheng saw the little girl in ordinary clothes, took out a wheat ear wrapped in silk for comparison, was slightly displeased, and then picked another grain from the new ear, Tasting it carefully, it means that it is not as cool and refreshing as Xiansui.

"There is no aura in the world. It is good to have this quality and yield. If you want to be better, you need to choose from generation to generation, so that the wheat seeds are suitable for the fate of the Great Qin, so that the old appearance can be restored." Yan Jiang said without changing his face.

The King of Qin knew that he had a lot of reasons, but he didn't get entangled in this matter. He just said to Chen Meng indifferently: "If that's the case, you can stay and farm in Xianyang."

Chen Meng kowtowed to promise, and stepped back carefully.

"Yan Qing brought the wheat back, and he really made great contributions to the country. How can I reward you?" King Qin held his chin and looked sideways at Yan Qing.

"It's the right thing to do," Yan Jiang thought for a moment, then smiled, "How about asking for a metaphor from the king, which can pass through the Qin land without hindrance?"

Qin Wangzheng's smile gradually disappeared, and the air became quiet again.

Yan Jiang didn't embarrass the king, but smiled happily, got up and left, and ignored the thoughtful King Qin.

It's so easy to trick me!

Yan Jiang went to find Chen Meng, looked through most of the planting records, and praised her a lot. The girl was overjoyed, and then asked if she could be Mr. Yan's guest.

This is the intention of fleeing, Yan Jiang didn't directly agree, and he didn't know what kind of flirtatious operation he might make in the future, he just asked her to stay in the hostel first, and come to him when something happened.

Chen Meng thanked her, and suddenly her cheeks flushed slightly, and she handed Yan Jiang a small and delicate purse.

Only then did Yan Jiang come to his senses, and tactfully refused under the girl's sad eyes.

At night, when His Majesty woke up, Yan Jiang whispered to His Majesty about this while feeding the birds. His Majesty frowned and let out a murderous look - if he could keep his servant in Qin as a woman, it should be very happy, but why did it Now I don't feel happy at all, and I even want to hang that woman on the city wall?

Then it heard Yan Jiang sigh again: "It's a pity that I'm not a womanizer, so don't delay other little girls. Most of the sons of the Seven Kingdoms are married early, and I can't do it when I'm too young. It's a miserable word."

His Majesty froze for a moment, then shuddered, seeing his eyes filled with shit, the whole bird's feathers exploded.

"What's wrong with being born like this, so let's stay alone," Yan Jiang stroked the fried bird regretfully, "Your Majesty, I can only have you to accompany me in this life."

His Majesty was appeased, and he raised his tail slightly, but then he glanced at the big tiger in the corner from the corner of his eye, so he waved his wings and pointed!

Liar, as long as I'm with you, it's still here, so you're talking nonsense!

Yan Jiang touched His Majesty: "How can you be the same as Huahua? I said I don't want it, so I don't want it. It's a firefly and you are a bright moon. How can the light of a firefly compete with the bright moon~"

Huahua yawned and didn't want to pay attention to these two.

His Majesty was followed by this sentence, no longer entangled, and continued to enjoy feeding.

Seeing his master being coaxed, Yan Jiang raised the corners of his lips happily. It is impossible to be loyal to a furry, even in this lifetime.

In the following days, Yan Jiang plunged into lectures and collation of crop planting records, and also took time to guide Zhang Cang, and he was busy for almost half a month before stopping.

The summer is also starting to get hot. There is an ice basin in King Qin’s palace, and Yan Jiang also received a gift of ice, but the portion is not much, and it can’t last long at all. So he made a small hand-operated fan and some saltpeter to make ice. Squash some fruits, beat rice, and make some homemade cold cakes, which will instantly turn the hot summer into a lovely place.

The King of Qin came to eat occasionally, and the small fan was not difficult. Some skilled craftsmen in the palace made a more exquisite and huge bronze fan, and a waiter blew it for the King of Qin day and night. Then, of course, the King of Qin caught cold and fell ill, and had a headache for several days.

As a result, wives from the harem came to visit like flowing water, but most of them didn't even see Junyan. Yan Jiang inexplicably remembered the sentence in the harem "There are those who cannot be seen, 36 years".

According to historical records, King Qin seems to have prejudiced against women because of his mother’s affairs. There is no record of anyone in the huge harem. Women from the six royal families were filled into the harem, but most of them were decorations. Thousands of Lai’s guests were exiled to Bashu. Later, the Huaiqing Terrace for the Ba widow was also built in Bashu, full of mockery of the mother's infidelity.

"Excuse me, is this Yan Shangqing?" Yan Jiang was leaning against the door and looking from a distance, when he suddenly heard a childish voice asking.

He lowered his head, and saw a five or six-year-old, white and tender, serious and cute Xiaotuanzi, who was trying to look up at him, trying to put on a serious look, but he was a bit aggressive.

"I am, what can you teach me?" Yan Jiang doesn't like children very much, but there are not many people in the world who can resist obedient and serious children.

The child looked at him with a puzzled look on his face: "Being benevolent, benevolent, and forbearing is the first thing to do. If you push the theory of 'reason' and ignore human morality, it is heresy. Why are you bewitching the father?"

Yan Jiang squatted down slowly, looked at the child, and said seriously: "Then Confucius also said that a man should be mighty and unyielding. Why don't you ask your father and king? Why did you let me be bewitched?"

"Mighty and unyielding is what Mencius said," the child corrected arrogantly, and then he was a little confused: "The teacher said, you can't ask the father..."

"Don't be afraid, just say that Yan Qing asked you to ask." Yan Jiang blushed a little, and rubbed the child's hair, um, it was so soft and comfortable.

"Then you have to answer my question first." The child seemed not so easy to deceive, and still looked at him.

"Well, this question is very complicated. Let's go to the house and sit down and talk."

Although I don't know which Confucian master uses children as gunmen, but to coax children, he has a long history of family education.

After entering the room, he first brought out a small bowl of cold cakes, then took out a pen and paper, and told him a story about a pony crossing the river with pictures, telling him that he could not listen to others and had to analyze it by himself, the water was deep and the water was shallow You have to go there yourself to find out.

Children listening to great Confucian scriptures have always been boring, but they can't stand the temptation, they are immediately addicted to comic books, and listening to "The Fox and the Crow", they feel angry that the fox tricked the crow away by wanting to hear the song.

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Even Zhang Cang put down his pen curiously, and squeezed over to listen to the story. The uneasy palace servants invited the young master back to the palace several times, but the child rejected him with a single look. His beautiful big eyes were glued to the various animals painted by Yan Jiang. Can't tear it off.

Until night, the uneasy palace servants said that the lady was coming, and the child took him away reluctantly. At the same time, His Majesty Bird woke up.

"So you know, good and bad are things that you can only experience yourself," Yan Jiang told the child gently, "Your father is a man of great talent and unparalleled in the world, so he can distinguish good from bad and solve your doubts for you. This As for this painting, I will give it to you."

The child happily took the album, eyes full of admiration, nodded, thanked Yan Qing, and was taken away obediently, while His Majesty walked over happily, drove Zhang Cang away, raised his neck slightly, and With a proud face, he listened to the servant's account of what had happened.

Following Yan Jiang's narration, His Majesty's complacent expression disappeared, and he fell into a chill.

"...so I think King Qin is better than his ancestors in other things, but in teaching his son, he is worse than all the stupid kings of the Six Kingdoms combined." Yan Jiang clicked his tongue twice, "It really is God's favor. Fair."

The owl just stayed away.