Spring is coming.
During the most suitable season for farming, farmers drive spring cattle to the fields, and women also help with farm tools.
They farmed since dawn and rested on the field bank until the sun was high.
The elderly and children were given simple meals to fill their bellies and continue working in the afternoon.
On this day outside Xianyang City, a group of uninvited guests came to a certain farm, which aroused the curiosity of the farmers who were resting on the field ridge.
At this time, a lean old man in official robes, accompanied by two middle-aged officials, saluted Zhao Hao and others respectfully:
"Uncle Feng, the head of the pavilion in Weixiang, a lower official, has met the young master and has seen the history of Zhi Su Nei Shi."
"No need to be polite, we are here today to test new farm tools. Find an uncultivated field and let us try it!"
Zhao Hao waved his hand and said straightforwardly.
Uncle Feng glanced at Linghu Fan, who nodded slightly.
Not long after, Zhao Hao and others were brought to an uncultivated field.
At this time, the bankers who were watching the excitement also gathered around one after another.
Linghu Fan scanned around and frowned slightly: "Why are there so many people? Didn't I notify you in advance?"
"Back to Shangguan, it is the spring plowing season now, and farmers are about to start planting. However, delaying spring plowing is a serious crime, and the subordinates dare not expel farmers who are farming."
Uncle Feng said with a bitter look on his face.
"Who asked you to drive them away? What I meant was to tell them to do what they should do, and don't surround them here!"
"Oh oh oh, okay, the subordinates will go and ask them to leave."
"No need, just let them watch!"
Zhao Hao saw that Uncle Feng was planning to lead people to drive away the villagers, so he quickly reached out to stop him.
Uncle Feng was stunned and looked at Linghu Fan again.
At this time, Linghu Fan walked up to Zhao Hao's ear and whispered: "Master, if such an important thing is leaked, it will be leaked."
"Don't worry, sir, this thing is originally used by farmers for farming!"
Zhao Hao smiled slightly and immediately waved his hand towards Gong Shucheng behind him.
Without saying a word, Gongshu Cheng immediately carried the newly made "quyuan plow" to the field, which immediately attracted whispers and lively discussions among the farmers around him.
"Is this a plow? Why does it look different from the one we use?"
"Yes! It's actually curved!"
"Could it be that these noble people are going to use this thing to plow the fields?"
"That's not possible, let's take a look first and then talk!"
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Uncle Feng heard the discussion around him and couldn't help but turn to look at Zhao Hao: "The new farm tool that the young master wants to test, could it be this plow?"
"Yes, this plow is called the Quyuan Plow. It is the latest agricultural tool developed by Da Qin."
Zhao Hao explained to Uncle Feng with a smile, and then ordered him: "Let someone lead a cow and try it!"
"promise."
Feng Bo accepted the promise and retreated, full of curiosity at the same time.
Soon, a big green cow was brought over by the cow driver.
Seeing this, Gongshu Cheng put a new plow on the oxen himself, and then directed the oxen driver to plow the field in front of everyone.
I saw that the plow was like shoveling snow, easily breaking through a line of land, but the big green ox was effortless, as if it was walking in the field.
"this"
The farmers had never seen such efficient plowing before, and they were all stunned on the spot.
Although Linghu Fan had been mentally prepared, he was still surprised when he saw this scene.
Uncle Feng on the side, with bright eyes, looked at the new plow without blinking, and murmured thoughtfully: "The arrow of this plow goes down, and it goes deep into the soil. The arrow of the plow goes up, and it goes into the soil shallowly. When plowing, look back. It’s also flexible in turning, which is really clever.”
"Um?"
Linghu Fan was stunned for a moment, and then shouted with some dissatisfaction: "What are you mumbling about?"
When Uncle Feng heard this, he quickly said:
"Shang Guan forgives me, but I have been engaged in farming all year round and have some knowledge of farmland. Although this 'curved shaft plow' only simply changes the length of the arm, it greatly enhances the flexibility of operation."
"In the past, a straight plow required two oxen before the plow could be cultivated. However, the plow frame of this plow has become smaller and lighter, which greatly saves manpower and livestock. It is not troublesome to pull it with one ox."
"And because of the modification of the plow plate, it is easier for the plow to penetrate the soil, and it can be deep or shallow."
"Spring plowing is difficult now, the land in Guanzhong is compacted, it is difficult to dig into the soil, and farming is difficult. But with this plow, it will not be a problem to cultivate ten acres a day."
"What?!"
Linghu Fan's eyes instantly became bloodshot, and he grabbed Uncle Feng's robe with great excitement, regardless of his manners: "Is this true?"
The old Qin people in Guanzhong had a lot of wasteland due to years of war, and the people did not have the ability to farm, so a lot of land was purchased by the powerful to buy manors.
As a result, Da Qin lost a huge amount of tax revenue every year.
If the farming ability is so greatly improved, Great Qin's treasury will be filled quickly.
Why should he worry that the First Emperor asked him for money and food, but he couldn't get it?
Thinking of this, Linghu Fan's eyes were filled with hot light.
An ox plows ten acres a day.
hiss!
Da Qin is strong!
"If it were other things, I might be cautious, but I know very well about the farming matter and I can never make a mistake!"
Feng Bo made no secret of his recognition of Qu Yuuli. Even though Linghu Fan held on to his robe, he still said with emotion:
"Such a small change can have such a big effect. It's really incredible. This thing should be recorded in the history of Qin!"
He gave Qu Yuuli a very high praise, which made Linghu Fan, who had just grabbed his robe because of his gaffe, wake up instantly.
I saw Linghu Fan straightening his clothes and looking at Zhao Hao solemnly: "Young Master, I am the leader of the world, thank you!"
With that said, he was about to bow to Zhao Hao.
Seeing this, Zhao Hao smiled and waved his hand: "You're welcome, it's not over yet!"
"Not finished?"
Linghu Fan was stunned and subconsciously looked at Feng Bo.
Uncle Feng frowned, his eyes became brighter and he said, "Young master, what you mean is that there are other uses for this plow?"
"Let's see if there is any other use for it."
Zhao Hao smiled and raised his hand to signal Gong Shucheng.
Gongshu Chengcheng understood the idea and immediately stopped the oxen driver and said loudly: "This plow can be pulled by people to plow the land without slowness. Which brave man is willing to give it a try?"
Wow!
The whole place was in an uproar.
Some people looked surprised.
Some people are eager to try.
Some people are skeptical.
At this moment, Linghu Fan stood up and said excitedly: "I'll give it a try!"
"you?"
Zhao Hao couldn't help but froze slightly when he heard Linghu Fan's words.
But he saw Linghu Fan striding towards the field, grabbing the curved shaft plow, carrying it directly on his shoulders, and walking towards an uncultivated field.
I wipe it!
How could this guy be so strong?
Zhao Hao's face was full of astonishment.
After regaining consciousness, he followed Fengbo quickly.
He didn't know much about Linghu Fan's strength, but Feng Bo beside him seemed to know something.
Therefore, Linghu Fan's actions were not surprising to Feng Bo.
"Can you do it?"
Zhao Hao came to Linghu Fan and said worriedly: "If it doesn't work, let's change someone else. There is no need to show off!"
After Linghu Fan heard this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Hahaha, the young master looks down upon me. I am much better than Mr. Zhang."
"You two are almost half a hundred people, how can you compare?"
Zhao Hao glared at Linghu Fan angrily.
Although this curved shaft plow is an epoch-making product, plowing the land still requires strength after all.
A person who is almost half a hundred years old was considered a young old man in ancient times.
Many people don't even live past forty.
And thirty years old is considered the prime of life.
But Linghu Fan was obviously not in his prime, so it was normal for Zhao Hao to worry about him.
After all, if you succeed, it's easy to say that everyone celebrates and has fun together. But if you fail or are exhausted, the fun will be too much.
Thinking of this, before Zhao Hao could open his mouth to refute or ask any questions, he heard Linghu Fan in front of him suddenly growl:
"rise--!"
"Um?"
Zhao Hao reacted for a moment, and saw that at this moment, Linghu Fan let out a loud roar, and the Quyuan plow that he was carrying on his shoulders just now was thrown directly into the field by him.
The broken shaft was inserted directly into the ground.
He stretched out his hand and pulled hard.
He actually pushed the curved shaft plow and started moving in the field.
"What?!"
Zhao Hao was dumbfounded.
Now he is increasingly confused about the officials of Da Qin.
The seemingly polite official thought he was a civil servant, but ended up flexing his muscles whenever others disagreed.
And the official who seems to be very irritable and even difficult to mess with thinks that he is a military attaché, but in the end others try to reason with you and show off to literature.
What do you say?
This is a magical era!
Seeing the excitement on Linghu Fan's face, Gongshu Cheng also ran forward to help him with the plow.
The dealers around were cheering and pointing.
"This thing is really much easier to use than a straight-shaft plow."
"Huh! This man is stronger than an ox?!'
"Great stuff! I want to try it too!"
"And I!"
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Hearing the noise coming from all around, Zhao Hao couldn't help raising his hand to his forehead, shaking his head and sighing.
"It's obviously a magical object that benefits the country and the people, but why does it feel like a toy? Everyone wants to play with it."
"Haha, divine objects need to be used by people in order to exert their magical effects. I think Shangguan is having a lot of fun. If farming can also make the head of Guizhou happy, that's a good thing!"
Uncle Feng smiled lightly.
Zhao Hao looked at him with a complex expression, and there was a bit of strange color in his eyes. He immediately thought of something and asked, "I see that you are very familiar with Zhi Su Neishi. Why?"
"During the reign of King Zhuang Xiang, the superior officials made some mistakes, and the subordinates were fortunate enough to work together with them. After His Majesty came to power, he was reinstated."
"I see."
Zhao Hao suddenly nodded, and then he saw Linghu Fan pulling a plow and walking swiftly in the field. His face was full of excitement, and he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Was he feeling depressed or something?
You really think of yourself as a cow!
When Zhao Hao returns to the palace.
Linghu Fan reported his personal experience and the usefulness of Quyuanli to Ying Zheng in detail.
After hearing this, Ying Zheng was so shocked that he even couldn't believe it.
but.
Fortunately, Linghu Fan personally experienced a Quyuan Plow, and then he spoke with joy and convinced the First Emperor.
At this moment, Ying Zheng's study room was brightly lit.
Although he was a little regretful that he did not go to watch Qu Yuanli in person, the recent events in the court made him even more worried.
"Let's all take a look. Hei Bingtai is here to report that the officials in the old land of the Six Kingdoms are not at peace with themselves. After reading this, please tell us how to deal with it."
Ying Zheng handed the secret slip in his hand to Zhao Gao, and asked Zhao Gao to hand it to Feng Jie.
Feng Jie quickly scanned the secret slip, and after reading it, handed it to Li Si.
After Feng Quji, Yao Jia, Hu Wujing, Zheng Guo and others finished reading, they fell silent, and Ying Zheng had no choice but to name them.
"Feng Jie!"
"exist!"
Feng Jie sat upright and spoke without hesitation.
Just one word, with an awe-inspiring and fearless air, swept through everyone present like a gust of wind.
When Ying Zheng saw this, he nodded with a smile: "You are worthy of being a censor who supervises hundreds of officials. He is deeply loved by me!"
After finishing speaking, he glanced at the ministers and said in a deep voice: "Of the officials in the old lands of the Six Kingdoms, the officials in Chu are the most restless. Among them, I feel that they have their shadow in the conflicts in Ouyue, including this sudden movement in South Vietnam. It feels extraordinary!”
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
After the First Emperor set the tone, the ministers echoed and began to express their opinions.
Although there were many problems with the old officials of the Six Kingdoms, the Great Qin court had been improving the problems of officials.
So after a long discussion, the result was pretty good.
For example, although the contract system proposed by Zhao Hao cannot be used in official positions, it can be applied to petty officials.
"Now that some of the problems with the officials have been solved, let's talk about this unusual movement in South Vietnam. Feng Jie, please tell me!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Feng Jie cupped his hands and said: "Because of the promulgation of the new national policy, the border residents in Kuaiji vigorously reclaimed wasteland, and gradually came into conflict with the Dongouyue people in the Baiyue Land. And because there is no clear boundary between the two places, small conflicts have been occurring. And the local officials didn’t take it seriously, which led to today’s situation.”
"snort!"
Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "They are indeed a group of people who eat nothing but corpses!"
As he said that, he turned to look at Zheng Guo: "Old Ling, how are you preparing to build the new cement road?"
"Back to Your Majesty, the recruitment of civilians has begun and can be built at any time." Zheng Guo said with a cupped hand.
Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction and looked at Li Si: "Has the new Qin Law been revised?"
When Li Si heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "The Tingwei Mansion is sorting it out, but there are still some shortcomings."
Ying Zheng, who was originally very satisfied, immediately turned down after hearing Li Si's words and said sternly: "Why is it not enough?"
The revision of Qin's laws was of great significance to win over the people of the six countries.
Ying Zheng originally planned to take advantage of the opportunity of the eastward tour to promote the new Qin law, but as a result, something went wrong, and he couldn't help but be angry.
Seeing Ying Zheng's anger, Li Si couldn't help but feel a twitch in his heart, and said bitterly, "Because a few days ago, His Majesty was going to open a bank. This bank needs to be regulated by Qin law. I have to take the time to pay attention to this aspect, so."
Li Si's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end, he didn't even dare to speak anymore.
In fact, banks need Qin laws and regulations, which was proposed by Zhao Hao.
But he could not accuse Zhao Hao of interfering in government affairs in front of the First Emperor and other ministers.
Therefore, he could only bear the wrath of the First Emperor silently.
Others did not dare to interrupt. After all, Li Si, who was highly respected by the First Emperor, could not withstand the First Emperor's anger, and there was nothing they could do.
In just a moment, you could hear a needle drop in the study, and it was eerily quiet.
Even the dancing candlelight stopped at this moment, as if frozen by some invisible force.
There was silence for a long time, and finally Ying Zheng broke the silence.
"Okay, starting from tomorrow, we will speed up the time to modify the harsh Qin law. You can adjust the rest by yourself."
Although the First Emperor's tone softened, the anger in his words did not diminish at all.
Li Si was helpless in his heart, but he responded respectfully: "Old minister, I obey the order."
After reading this article, Ying Zheng turned his attention to Feng Quji again: "Does Prime Minister Zuo have any problems with the arrangements for the Eastern Tour?"
"Back to Your Majesty, the route has been decided and the supplies have been arranged. There is no problem for the time being!"
Feng Quji said sincerely.
Ying Zheng nodded, thought for a moment, and then looked at Hu Wujing: "Old Ling, is there anything you want to say?"
"Back to Your Majesty, I have recently received a memorial from some scholars, begging Your Majesty to be granted Zen status at Mount Tai!"
Hu Wujing cupped his hands and replied.
"!"
When Ying Zheng and the ministers heard this, they were suddenly shocked.
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