After being blind, I actually taught the first emperor to rebel against Qin?

Today is a good day!
Yingzheng stepped on Qi Qilili's winter rain with cheerful steps, strode across the steps, jumped up to the stage, and looked into the distance.

Open your arms and embrace the world.

His eyes crossed the Xianyang city bathed in the hazy winter rain, across thousands of mountains and rivers, and stared at Li Xin who was setting fire to the Yecheng city of Zhao State.

It seems that he also became a cavalry and participated in it.

Three thousand against ninety thousand!
The opponent is still the famous general Li Mu who is famous all over the world!
color!
color!
color!
color!
There were countless cheers from the bottom of my heart, and it was difficult to vent Ying Zheng's excited emotions.

Although Li Xin did not kill Li Mu.

However, [-] against [-], can still beat Li Mu back to Yecheng who was about to attack.

It is enough to subvert this invincible demon in the hearts of the generals of the Great Qin.

In the future, there is no need to be cautious.

Even, there is still a little eagerness to try.

Zhang Han, a general of the younger generation, rushed to join in the fun, begging for cavalry and copper and iron.

Determined to fight Li Mu.

The other battle-tested veterans were naturally more excited and their confidence doubled.

And all of this is actually just a change brought about by the gadgets thrown out by the national teacher.

Ying Zheng was a little worried.

How many such little gadgets are there for the master of the country with all-powerful means?
Really looking forward to it!

The drenched Yingzheng finally calmed down, changed into clean clothes, and hurried to the National Teacher's Mansion.

Luo Yi is also very happy recently.

The Ergou sent by Zhao Zhen to help hire manpower and purchase supplies is very useful.

Hiring Mohist craftsmen, buying iron ore and coal, etc., can be done as long as he orders.

Very efficient.

poor baby.

He didn't even have a surname, so he could only bark like a dog.

There is also a great dream - to go to heaven.

Needless to say, satisfy him.

However, time has to be pushed back.

Now his energy is devoted to the design and manufacture of machine tools, and he cannot be distracted for the time being.

The person hired by Ergou is called Mo Chen.

Authentic direct descendants of Mohist disciples, taking the path of technical flow.

As long as he can clearly explain what needs to be made, Mo Chen can arrange for craftsmen to make things.

Efficiency is also leveraged.

Until this time, Luo Yi suddenly remembered: The Mo family itself is very close to the Daqin royal family.

Before the first emperor burped, it was not easy to find a few Mohist disciples in Daqin.

Never thought of it before.

A lot of time wasted for nothing.

it's good now.

He was sitting on a chair, enjoying the little girl's massage, and kept pointing out the main points of production.

The key components are made by Mo Chen himself.

Other clumsy parts can be handed over to other craftsmen.

Today's task is to cast the base of the cutting machine tool according to the wax mold.

For this matter, he and Mo Chen have been busy for more than a month.

The parts of the cutting machine are first made of wood, and the mold is made.

Then continue to polish and trim the mold to continuously improve the accuracy.

In order to ensure the accuracy of the size, he took out a whole set of measurement data.

From silk to millimeters, centimeters... all the way to kilometers.

The precision of mechanical manufacturing has reached the level of silk, which is enough to ensure that before the appearance of electric motors, the equipment he manufactured is the world's top existence.

The purpose of manufacturing cutting machine tools is only to process threads, rollers and gears.

These three things are the foundation of modern manufacturing.

Without them, there would be no industrialization.

It is even more impossible to manufacture the modern plowshares, windmills, waterwheels and other things that can change the world that he wants.

Sudden.

There were laughter and laughter in the yard, and the busy voice was quiet.

Before he could speak, he heard Zhao Zhen's voice from beside him: "Students pay homage to sir."

"You are here!"

Luo Yi was very happy, pointing to the tongs pot that Mo Chen was staring at, he introduced: "Recently, I'm working on a big thing, and when it's done, I can mass-produce the plowshares I told you about."

The plowshare was a big deal to him.

After the birth of this thing, it will immediately improve Daqin's farming level by several levels.

It's not just a matter of productivity.

It is even more terrible in terms of improving efficiency.

According to the Daqin slash-and-burn farming model, [-] mu of land is enough for a family of five to keep busy.

It may not be possible to be busy yet.

This is also the fundamental reason why all countries in the Warring States Period emphasized agriculture over business.

Not to mention that all the farmers went to do business.

Even doing business with one tenth of the farmers will result in a significant reduction in food production.

This further led to the weakening of the national strength and the outbreak of wars.

With the plowshare, a large number of farmers can be freed from heavy farming.

Wouldn't it be nice to let these people devote themselves to industrial manufacturing and commerce?
No farming is unstable.

No work, no wealth.

There is no business.

The three must reach a certain balance before the empire can dominate the world.

The empire he was going to set about building must allow the descendants of Yan and Huang to conquer the blue star continents.

Battleships fill the seven seas.

The foundation of war is powerful productivity.

"Does the plowshare really look good?"

Ying Zheng was also overjoyed, and looked at Mo Chen kneeling in the muddy water.

And the tong pot solemnly introduced by Luo Yi.

However, nothing came of it.

He just smiled and gestured for everyone to get up, and don't disturb Mr.

"Just the basics."

Luo Yi got up slowly, slightly lonely, and walked towards the main hall of Zhaoxian Pavilion with the help of the two princesses: "If there is no accident, it will take ten days and a half months to produce screws."

"Well, now the screws are missing."

"The molds used to produce the various parts of the plowshare have been prepared."

"Recently, there are about ten tons of cast iron produced by the blast furnace, which is enough to produce tens of thousands of plowshares."

What he and Ying Zheng talked about were beheading deals.

Don't let other people hear it.

Therefore, it is safest to leave the blacksmith workshop voluntarily and return to the residence.

Ying Zheng also winked.

Constantly instructing the princess who was waiting by Luo Yi's side to leave, creating an environment for the two to chat freely.

Today, I still carry a box of bamboo slips to record the conversation.

"Now is the 27th year of Qin Wangzheng."

Sitting on the chair he was familiar with, Luo Yi said slowly, "In ten years, His Majesty the First Emperor will pass away."

"It's only been 13 years since the world was in chaos."

"Do you want to rule the world?"

"Change the tragic history of the displacement of thousands of people in the world, and the tragic history of no chickens crowing for thousands of miles in the mainland of China?"

The two have known each other for more than half a year.

It's time for a showdown.

He asked directly, but Ying Zheng couldn't answer.

From 27 to 37, after the widow ruled the world, he only lived for ten years?

That is now the tenth year of Qin Wangzheng.

Doesn't it mean that the widow can still live for 27 years?
Make good use of these 27 years, and the widow will not be able to change the world.

Completely change the fate of Qin II's death?
but.

How does the national teacher know the life expectancy of the widow?

Can't it be changed?
Ying Zheng, who was very puzzled in his heart, bit the bullet and asked, "Why did you assert that His Majesty the First Emperor still has ten years to live?"

Facing the national teacher who doesn't know whether he is a god or a ghost, Ying Zhenxin is extremely disturbed.

Afraid to hear an unchangeable ending.

His eyes were fixed on the eyes of the national teacher who were swallowing yin and yang.