Chapter 173: For the reputation of the First Emperor
"Third brother, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." Hu Hai thought that Jiang Lu was going to beat him again, so he became frightened and became timid.
Jiang Lu let go of Hu Hai and sneered: "You can study hard here. Master Gongshu."
Gong Shuyang immediately saluted and said, "I'm here, sir. What are your orders?"
"Teach him well, and don't allow anyone to help him. If he dares to behave like a young master and be condescending, you can come to me or report it to your father." Jiang Lu said in a deep voice.
"No." Gong Shuyang responded.
Jiang Lu nodded and turned around to leave, not leaving Hu Hai, Gong Shuyang and others.
At this time, everyone in the glass workshop was stunned and had forgotten to make glass.
Many people were shocked by Jiang Lu and Hu Hai's words. What did they say? Prince Hu Hai seized the throne and killed all the sons and princesses? But the prince and princesses are all alive.
The most important thing is that the First Emperor is still alive.
Seeing Gong Shubai and others in a daze, Gong Shuyang immediately said angrily: "Forget what happened just now. You only have one task. Learn from your teacher. Other things are not your responsibility."
"No." Everyone suddenly realized that they knew something they shouldn't know. If they couldn't do their jobs well and messed up with other things, their lives might be in danger.
After a few more days, the harvest day arrived.
Zhaojiacun became busy, and everyone began to go to the fields to harvest food, even Ying Zheng was no exception.
Ying Zheng went to the fields, and others also began to go to the fields to harvest.
At this time, everyone finally realized the advantages of the sickle. Holding a sickle in hand, the sharp serrated blade on the sickle is difficult to cause serious damage to the human body, but it can easily cut the wheat stalks.
With this artifact, the wheat harvest speed is much faster. The villagers were very happy. Although they were not real villagers of Zhaojia Village, none of them had a few acres of land. With the sickle, they could speed up the harvesting, and they were happy to see it.
Under Qin An's arrangement, some people were harvesting, and others were removing the stalks from the harvested wheat, and threshing machines were dragged around the fields.
After the wheat is filled in the back trough of the threshing machine, someone puts the wheat into sacks, then puts it in a cart, and then drives it away one by one.
Li Si came to Ying Zheng and said, "Village chief, at this rate, we can finish harvesting the wheat that originally took thirty days in less than ten days.
These farm tools of yours are really amazing. "
Ying Zheng placed the freshly harvested wheat on the ground, and then said: "It is indeed true. At this rate, the wastelands of Da Qin can be reclaimed, and the people's harvest will be increased by at least three times.
Together with potatoes, corn and sweet potatoes, there will be no more famine in Daqin. "
"Village Chief Shengming."
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Xianyang City.
Without Ying Zheng and Li Si, Feng Quji was still handling the affairs of the court.
Feng Quji will solve the small things first, and wait until Ying Zheng comes back to deal with the big things.
"Right Minister, it's now harvest time, and most of the people in Xianyang City have returned to their hometowns to harvest food.
The subordinate is worried that the tools announced by His Majesty cannot be used properly, which will damage His Majesty's reputation. "The internal historian said.
He is the official responsible for the world's agricultural affairs, and he is very worried about this.
If the farm tools are easy to use, Ying Zheng will be praised by the people, otherwise he will be insulted.
It is a good thing to be praised, and the inner history of oneself can also take advantage of it. If one is scolded, the inner history of oneself will become different from the outside.
In front of the people, he has to suffer the people's abuse. In front of Ying Zheng, he has to bear Ying Zheng's anger. The worst end is to be beheaded.
Nei Shi didn't want to die, so he greeted Feng Quji in advance.
When Feng Quji heard the words, he thought for a moment. This matter seemed to have something to do with him. The First Emperor was not here, and he was now the largest official in Xianyang City, so he had to fight against all problems.
"Immediately send someone to investigate. Anyone who speaks ill of the First Emperor or says that farm tools are not easy to use should be arrested." Feng Quji said.
This was the order he gave after much thought. In fact, Feng Quji believed in new farm tools, which were recognized by the First Emperor, and their quality would definitely not be any worse.
In particular, farm tools such as the curved shaft plow were on display, and everyone knew that they were many times better than the straight plows used today.
Another point is that these farm tools were all designed by that strange man.
So far, nothing designed by strange people has been called a miracle.
After Nei Shi left, Feng Quji asked someone to find Feng Jie.
"Father, what are your instructions for the child?" Feng Jie asked.
Feng Quji replied: "The autumn harvest is coming soon. You send people to assist the internal history and watch the people's autumn harvest together. No, help the people's autumn harvest. It must be shorter than the previous autumn harvest. There are not enough manpower, so you and the guard soldiers go to help." .”
"promise."
Immediately afterwards, for the first time in the history of Xianyang City, soldiers and civilians harvested grain together. Soon, this incident spread to all counties in Daqin.
Prince's Mansion.
When Xiao He learned about this, he was very shocked. The soldiers went to help the people harvest food, which had never happened before.
"Han Xin, what do you think of this matter?" Xiao He looked at Han Xin opposite.
Han Xin sneered: "I did it on purpose because I was afraid that those farm tools would not work and the reputation of the First Emperor would be damaged.
Therefore, if soldiers are used to help the people harvest, even if the farm tools cannot be used, the people will not complain. "
"Han Xin, you have really seen clearly. With the help of you and me, the prince, the Great Qin will definitely become stronger and stronger in the future, and the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe." Xiao He said excitedly,
Han Xin sighed and said: "Actually, Han Xin is not here. Han Xin is familiar with the art of war and wants to go to the battlefield and make achievements on the battlefield.
The prince Mingming said that if I write to General Meng Tian, I can go to the Huns and make achievements.
But the prince didn't take this matter to heart at all. He has been away with His Majesty for more than ten days without any news. We all don't know what to do.
In Xianyang City, we are not familiar with the place, and we have no name or status. I really don’t know what the prince is recruiting us for. "
Xiao He smiled and said: "Don't be impatient for a moment, the prince has other plans about this matter, we have to trust the prince.
Now all we have to do is wait.
In fact, you and I both know very well that while the First Emperor is still alive, the prince will never be able to truly make the decision. "
"Alas, this is what makes me most unhappy. Why is the First Emperor still alive?"
"Silence, if others hear these words, we will die without a burial place." Xiao He's face changed drastically, why did Han Xin dare to say anything nonsense.
Han Xin sneered disdainfully and said, "There is no one else in this room except you and me, so why be so nervous.
In addition, you and I both know that once the First Emperor died, the world would be in chaos. But now, I can't see clearly. Will the world continue to be chaotic? "
