Daqin: Five-year-old grandson of the emperor, put his own father in prison

Is it you turtle sons who can peek?

The soldiers were also wronged.

According to rumors, the extremely domineering emperor lowered his head, bent over, and shook his head in front of a child...

Can you resist not watching it? ?

After Zhang Han scolded, he couldn't help but take a look.

The grandparents and grandchildren are still at a stalemate.

In the end, Ying Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, and backed down: "Mu'er, grandpa is getting old, sooner or later this world will be yours. Eating milk is not good for your reputation."

Yingmu responded immediately: "What's your grandson's reputation?"

"Little devil, right?"

"Isn't that just eating milk?"

"In the future, let all the children in the world drink milk, and let the people of Daqin be as strong as cows. This reputation will come back."

Ying Zheng stared: "Do all children in the world eat milk?"

"How can there be so many cows?"

"If you eat up all the cattle, how can you farm the land?"

"Bullshit!"

At this moment, Ying Zheng made up his mind that he must not eat cattle, because his grandson's reputation is important.

Ying Mu didn't expect this to happen.

Isn't gunpowder more important than a little milk?

As a child, can I eat all the cattle in the world?

...my goulash wow!

"Raising cattle is actually not difficult."

"Grandson has a way to make raising cattle easier."

Foodie Yingmu began to make the last effort.

Ying Zheng was dubious: what way? "

Although my grandson has a lot of tricks, but when it comes to raising cattle, he also has a way?

correct.

He has been in the palace and has never seen a cow!

What the hell?

Ying Zheng looked even more suspicious.

Ying Mu didn't care, and spit out four words from his small mouth: "Silage."

This is modern stuff.

And it's easy to do.

Yingmu intends to dedicate to the Qin Dynasty more than 2000 years ago, just to see if the system will give any rewards.

Ying Zheng wondered, "Silage?"

Ying Mu nodded and explained: "Yes, it's actually very simple."

"Those burned straws, corn stalks, pumpkin vines, watermelon vines, all kinds of things can be stored and fermented, and then fed to cows and horses."

"Better than eating fresh grass."

Immediately, Yingmu explained in detail how to cut, how to cellar, and how to mix feed.

After speaking, he looked at Ying Zheng expectantly.

however.

Ying Zheng didn't seem very interested.

(Okay, okay) Just nodded reluctantly: "It's really simple, I will arrange someone to try it out."

Ying Mu sighed inwardly.

It seems that the emperor is as wise as the first emperor, and he doesn't know how much silage will play a role in the development of the breeding industry.

Right.

How could the ancient nobles understand the matters of people's livelihood?

and.

If the breeding industry develops, wouldn't the Huns be able to solve it easily?

Yingmu had no choice but to wait for the system's response.

The system does not respond.

Ying Mu couldn't help showing disappointment on his face, it seemed that so much saliva was wasted.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng comforted himself.

"alright!"

"The widow understands, Mu'er, you are also kind."

"Now talk about the explosion?"

A word of consolation, Ying Zheng is back on his old path.

Ying Mu rolled his eyes.

But what happened to the silage just now made him listless, and he didn't have the heart to talk to Ying Zheng anymore.

Let's cut the mess quickly.

Chapter 217: Regarding the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, we are all one family, why are we arguing! (Please subscribe for support)

Chapter 217,

Ying Mu began to talk about the explosion.

Ying Mu first pointed to the sky, and then chattered: "Fortunately, Grandpa Immortal said that there would be an explosion, so my grandson escaped in advance, otherwise my grandson would have died."

"Grandpa Immortal is all right."

"Grandpa Immortal, he will not let his grandson be ambushed by someone on the street, nor will he let his grandson go to the scene of the explosion to do something."

"Grandfather, do you think so?"

Hear this.

Ying Zheng's face was a little uncomfortable.

It took a while before he said bitterly: "These warlocks are too hateful!"

"The widow will never let them go!"

"...Did the fairy grandfather say why it exploded and how to explode it?

Ying Zheng was still thinking about the explosion.

To be precise, it is about how to explode.

Ying Mu was speechless.

Ying Mu also finally understood that Ying Zheng was not thinking about the explosion, but about the gunpowder.

What a military genius!

But gunpowder is not something you can play with casually. If you are not careful, it will kill people.

This baby doesn't play with fire.

Since the appearance of gunpowder in the Tang Dynasty, it took hundreds of years and experienced countless blood and fire, and it was barely used in military affairs in the Song Dynasty.

This baby will never play with fire!

Ying Mu made up his mind, and said angrily, "Why did it explode?"

"Grandpa Immortal said that the grandson is not tall enough, and he will tell the grandson when he grows taller."

grow taller?

Another height of 303!

This time it was Ying Zheng's turn to roll his eyes.

How can it explode, my grandson, does he know it, or doesn't he know it?

"Mu'er."

"The widow is worried about the Huns' war."

"Mu'er, look, if this kind of explosion explodes among the Huns, wouldn't the Huns war be over?"

"Mu'er, you have to share the worries of the widow."

"Are you right?"

Ying Zheng spoke earnestly.

Ying Mu looked at the sky, but didn't speak.

"Mu'er."

"You went out today, but grandpa sent the most powerful shadow guards to protect you all the way."

"You are grandpa's precious grandson, how could grandpa be willing to put you in danger."

"As for the explosion, Grandpa really doesn't know."

Ying Zheng continued to stage a bitter drama.

Yingmu is a bit annoying.

"Mu'er."

"Grandfather has worked so hard, isn't it just to build a stable country, and then hand it over to you?

"You just have the heart to watch grandpa serve the Huns..."

Is it over yet?

Nagging!

Ying Mu finally couldn't help interrupting: "Okay, okay! Regarding the Xiongnu, my grandson will give you an idea."

Ying Zheng was overjoyed: "What idea?"

Ying Mu rolled his eyes again: "Surprise attack on Dragon City."

Ying Zheng was taken aback: "??"

The Great Qin's defense against the Xiongnu was probably in the area of ​​Qilian Mountains. Naturally, it is not clear about the place so far away from Longcheng.

Huo Qubing made a surprise attack on Dragon City.

That was hundreds of years later.

Ying Mu had no choice but to explain patiently:

"Dragon City is equivalent to the capital of the Huns, and it is the city of faith of the Huns."

"Destroying there is equivalent to destroying the gods of the Huns."

"The soldiers of the Huns will be frightened, and the tribes of the Huns will slowly split up and no longer gather together

"In this way, the problem will be solved."

After speaking, Ying Mu looked at Ying Zheng.

Let's hope this time it's not in vain...

Ying Zheng frowned: "Where is Dragon City?"

"Since Dragon City is so important, how could it be possible to defeat it?"