At the beginning of the game to supervise the country, Zulong was stunned. Is this my Daqin?

Ying Ziqi rolled his eyes.

"I'm not such a hard-working person as my father. Besides, because of this, his old man's health is so bad."

Fu Su wanted to say something, but was stopped by Feng Quji.

"That being the case, I'll do my best."

He could see that if he agreed, Ying Ziqi would not let them go.

Didn't you see that both Meng Yi and Li Si have already started grinding.

Seeing this, Fusu sighed: "Okay."

Ying Ziqi handed the memorial to several people with a smile on his face.

He just sat there with his eyes closed.

The corners of the mouths of the four twitched when they saw this scene.

Good guy, you really don't hide it.

Forget it, let it be approved to prevent the Seventh Young Master from acting recklessly!

On the other side, Mr. Wang Jian, who was personally supervising in the blacksmith shop, finally got the first finished horseshoe at this time.

But looking at the horseshoe, he became worried.

"This thing, how should I pretend?"

Chapter 9 Do ordinary people dare to cut Zhao Gao?

What to do when you can't figure it out.

Find someone to ask.

Wang Jian never struggled with this point, he brought his beloved horse here just to let it gallop again.

If he made a mistake, he would be very distressed.

With a horseshoe on, let someone lift the horse, and head straight for Ying Ziqi's palace.

When they came to the door, they heard arguing from inside.

Seems to be dealing with political affairs?

Wang Jian hesitated.

Just as he was hesitating, a soldier appeared beside him.

"General Wang, my son invites you in."

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment.

Shake his head.

Come on, let's go in.

Entering the main hall, he saw Meng Yi and Li Si, who were blushing and thick-necked.

There were also Feng Quji and Fusu who were concentrating on writing something aside.

Ah this?

Wang Jian's head couldn't turn around.

At that time, the left and right prime ministers, Shangqing, and son, are all here?

"Old general, do you have something to discuss?"

Ying Ziqi came to Wang Jian's side and asked softly.

Wang Jian moved closer to his ear and pointed to the four of them.

"They are?"

Ying Ziqi waved his hands and smiled, "It's nothing, I'm just reviewing the memorial."

"Hey, forget it, this has nothing to do with the old minister. The old minister came here to ask you, how should the horseshoe be used?"

With that said, he took out the horseshoe that had already been cast.

Ying Ziqi looked at it and smiled.

"Old General Wang is indeed extremely fast, and he was able to create it in such a short period of time."

"General, please follow me."

Ying Ziqi took Wang Jian to the stable.

"General Wang, please take a look."

As he spoke, he asked Wang Jian to show a horse's hoof.

Wang Jian gasped after seeing it.

"Nonsense! Wouldn't it hurt the horse's hoof if it was nailed so hard?"

Ying Ziqi rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Pull the horse out.

He got on his horse and circled the yard several times.

Make a rattling sound.

Wang Jian's eyes almost popped out.

"Hey, why doesn't this horse feel pain?"

Ying Ziqi replied: "General, the horseshoe is actually divided into two parts, just like our human fingers. The front end is the nail, and the white part is the flesh and blood. Therefore, if you nail the horseshoe into the front end, you will not touch it Its flesh and blood, so it will not hurt."

Wang Jian suddenly realized when he heard the words.

"So it is, so it is."

"A horse wears its nails when it runs, and when the nails are worn down to the flesh, it can no longer gallop. I don't think there is such a reason for this."

Ying Ziqi laughed and said, "However, it takes a long time to clean the horseshoe, otherwise there may be festering."

"The old minister understands."

After Wang Jian finished asking, he led the people away without saying a word.

Seeing him in a hurry, it is not at all obvious that he is a person over fifty years old.

Back in the hall, Li Si and Meng Yi were still arguing, which made Ying Ziqi curious.

"What is it that bothers you so much?"

Li Si heard the words and said: "Now the world is established, but there are still many troubles."

"The famine cannot be resisted by human beings. We should obey the way of heaven and provide enough food to help them tide over the difficulties."

Meng Yi shook his head: "No, natural disasters are true, but it is not impossible to prevent them in advance. If there are signs of famine, moving the people to other places is the right way to avoid being displaced by famine."

"The people cannot be moved lightly!"

"Human life is more important!"

The two were talking, and they were about to argue again.

At this time, a system prompt sounded in Ying Ziqi's mind.

[Arrest Zhao Gao, gain the approval of the first emperor, the fortune of the Great Qin Dynasty rises, and new grains are obtained! 】

Yo? !It's time!

Ying Ziqi quickly interrupted them.

"Wait a minute! I'm going to get something!"

With that said, he came to the apse.

"System, I want to receive the previous reward."

[Potato seeds were distributed successfully! 】

Looking at the bag that suddenly appeared in his hand, Ying Ziqi nodded in satisfaction.

Back to the temple.

"There is no need to argue about the disaster victims, you can find someone to plant this."

"what?"

Neither Meng Yi nor Li Si understood what it meant.

Ying Ziqi carefully explained: "It's just a new crop discovered by my son. The yield is very high, and it should keep the people of Daqin from famine forever."

It was said that it wasn't just Li Si and Meng Yi.

Feng Quji and Fusu also stood up.

"Seventh brother, don't talk nonsense, how can there be such a fetish, natural disasters can be changed by manpower?"

Ying Ziqi rolled his eyes.

What annoys him the most is that he always attributes everything to natural disasters.

"Sixty stones of grain per mu, should we grow it or not?"

No nonsense, just throw out the output.

If the sixty stone here is converted to a modern weight, it should be about 3600 catties.

It's already considered undercounted.

But in Daqin now, the yield per mu is 1.5 shi.

So after the sixty stones were thrown out, the eyes of the four people looking at Ying Ziqi changed.

Feng Quji hesitated for a moment.

"The Seventh Young Master is probably worried about the matter of supervising the country. He hasn't had a good rest recently. Do you need an imperial doctor?"

Ying Ziqi really wanted to give the old man a kick.

Are you saying you're mentally ill?

"Meng Yi listens!"

"exist!"

Ying Ziqi handed him the seeds directly.

"Let you send someone to sow this thing, and send someone to guard it strictly. Anyone who dares to approach will be killed without mercy!"

"promise!"

After taking a sip of water, he said slowly, "You guys don't need to look at me, these things are called potatoes, and the growth cycle is extremely short, and the emperor should be able to witness the results after he comes back."

Several people looked at each other.

"Then try it."

Sure enough, with the help of these few people, the memorial was reviewed very quickly, and many of the things were trivial.

No wonder Yingzheng's health is getting worse and worse. Working like this every day and taking drugs, he can't stand it personally.

Ying Ziqi also secretly sighed.

If it wasn't for Shihuang's eighteen sons, seventeen would be useless, and he didn't want to go into this muddy water.

Well, the most useful one is himself.

Even if Zhao Gao has been killed, Sun Gao and Zhang Gao will come out in the future.

After all, the problem of heirs cannot be solved.

If Fusu and Hu Hai, or someone else, can be of great use.

Not to mention opening up territories, as long as he can keep the foundation of the Qin Dynasty, even if the system is activated, he will not bother so much.

Is it not good to mix food and drink?

"Seventh brother, these memorials have been reviewed, do you want to read them?"