Daqin: The imperial mausoleum has been signed for 13 years, with millions of soldiers

"Obtain [-] potato seeds."

An ethereal voice sounded in Ying Changsheng's mind.

"A hundred thousand potato seeds?"

Ying Changsheng was stunned.

One hundred thousand potato seeds are just for him, they have no effect at all.

Could it be possible to let millions of Yin soldiers go to farm?

This is obviously unrealistic. Planting requires light and human cultivation.

The Yin soldiers can only be in the dark, and it is impossible to stay in the light for a long time.

In this way, this plant is completely useless.

Suddenly, there were footsteps outside the door.

"My lord, Han Fei is asking to see you."

Han Fei's voice sounded outside the door.

"come in."

Ying Changsheng came back to his senses and said to the door.

As soon as the words fell, there was a rumbling sound from Shimen, and Han Fei walked in from the outside.

"Young master, I'm here again."

Han Fei said with a smile on his face.

"What's your use?"

"You don't look at me for a few days now, you feel uncomfortable all over, right?"

Ying Changsheng frowned.

During this time, Han Fei appeared too frequently.

It doesn't necessarily appear once a year on weekdays, but now it happens every three to five times.

"Young master, don't be angry."

"I really have something to say this time, and you will definitely be very interested."

Han Fei said quickly.

"Oh?"

"What's the matter?"

Ying Changsheng asked suspiciously.

Apart from Daqin's affairs, there may be no other things that can interest him.

"Great Qin is not peaceful recently."

"The Mo family and the farm family spread rumors, and caught up with the drought again."

"Daqin's choice surprised me a bit. Daqin didn't choose to take action against the peasant family and the Mohist family. Instead, he sent son Fusu and son Hu Hai to follow Feng Quji to help the disaster."

Han Fei said.

"The Mo family and the farm family?"

"The second brother and the eighteenth brother actually went to help the disaster. If I remember correctly, Feng Quji is the right minister."

When Ying Changsheng heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He was not interested in the Mo family and the farm family, but was rather surprised by his second and eighteenth brothers.

As for Feng Quji, if he remembered correctly, he was the same prime minister as Li Si, except that one was prime minister on the right and the other was prime minister on the left.

In Daqin, the right minister was above the left minister, and Feng Quji's position was considered to be below one person and above ten thousand people.

"Yes, Feng Quji is the right minister of the court."

"Young Master Fu Su and Young Master Hu Hai, I heard that they took the initiative to ask the King of Qin to ask for disaster relief, and the King of Qin agreed to their request."

Han Fei nodded and said.

"Active request?"

Ying Changsheng had a thoughtful look on his face.

He could have guessed that Fusu asked for disaster relief, but Hu Hai was different.

I'm afraid Zhao Gao has already taken some action. Hu Hai should have been instructed by Zhao Gao to do so. This Zhao Gao will die sooner or later.

"Han Fei, I have a task for you."

"My lord, you can tell me."

Han Fei nodded slightly.

"Now that the Great Qin is suffering from drought, the treasury may not have enough food."

"There are [-] potato seeds here. Distribute these seeds to the common people, and let the people in Quicksand do it."

Ying Changsheng thought for a while and said.

He definitely can't do anything about this kind of thing, but if he wants to solve the current problem, he needs quicksand to do it.

"A hundred thousand potato seeds? What are potato seeds?"

Han Fei was stunned and said.

"The thing in my hand is a potato seed, something that can be planted."

"One mu can produce a thousand catties of food, and one hundred thousand potato seeds can ensure that Daqin will not be short of food."

"It's just that you have to give orders. The potato seeds need to be watched by someone, otherwise they will easily die in the ground."

Ying Changsheng explained.

"One mu can produce a thousand catties?"

"My lord, do you know how much a thousand catties is?"

Han Fei said in disbelief.

"Nonsense, of course I know."

"There is no room for sloppyness in this matter. This is life-saving food."

Ying Changsheng gave Han Fei a blank look.

Even if he doesn't know how much Daqin's thousand catties and one mu are, it's about the same if he does the math.

The yield of potatoes is ridiculously high, let alone [-] potato seeds.

"Yes, this subordinate must complete the task."

"With this food, the people of Daqin will starve to death in the future, and fewer people will die."

Han Fei looked delighted.

Over the years, after wars and chaos, the demand for military pay has been great, and tax revenue has also increased accordingly.

As a result, the people who suffer are all ordinary people. After a long period of war, many people are displaced.

He had seen many starving people, and seen money tigers oppressing civilians. After seeing so many, he had the heart to save Han.

But in the end, he died unexpectedly.

The territory of South Korea was also occupied by Qin State.

But fortunately, the Qin State unified the six countries, at least the war was resolved, and the people no longer had to experience the suffering of the war.

With a wave of his right hand, Ying Changsheng dropped several sacks of potato seeds on the ground.

"Take it, these seeds, give me a share."

"It must be distributed evenly. Let the people in the quicksand pay more attention to this matter. You can ignore other things for the time being. Food is the big thing."

Ying Changsheng pointed to the sack beside him and said.

"Yes!"

Han Fei took a few people, moved all the sacks away, and left here.

"Wen Ning."

Ying Changsheng said in a low voice.

"Young master, Wen Ning is here."

Wen Ning, who was in the dark, came out.

"There are still [-] potato seeds here, you send them to Xianyang."

"Just send it directly to the royal father's bedroom."

Ying Changsheng took out the remaining [-] seeds and gave them to Wen Ning.

Distributing seeds to other people is to solve the problems of some people.

But the key is Xianyang. Xianyang is the most developed place in Daqin. If you want potato seeds to be the most effective, sending them to Xianyang is undoubtedly the best choice.

Xianyang has fertile soil and the largest population, and the emperor's father is in Xianyang, so he must execute it faster than others.

It might arouse father's suspicion, but at this time, he definitely can't care so much, for the sake of Liming people, father will definitely give it a try.

"Yes!"

Wen Ning nodded and said.

"Father, my son can only help you so much."

"Second brother and eighteenth brother have contributed to the disaster relief, and I, the boss, will naturally not be left behind."

A smile appeared on Ying Changsheng's face.

When he breaks through, he can leave this dark place.

Even though he is in the imperial mausoleum, he is still a member of Daqin, a member of the Daqin imperial family, no matter where he is, he should always think of Daqin.

Chapter 36

Xianyang City.

Yingzheng's bedroom.

A black shadow appeared outside the bedroom, came to the window, jumped lightly, and jumped in.

The strange thing is that there is no sound at all, like a ghost, silent.

Several gray sacks were placed on the ground from the hands of the black shadow. After a while, the black shadow disappeared from the bedroom, leaving only a few sacks on the ground.

On the desk, besides a pile of memorials, there was an extra letter.

.......

early morning.

"Come on!"

Ying Zheng woke up from his sleep, looked at the two sacks next to him, and instantly became very energetic.

In the next second, Gai Nie's figure appeared next to Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty, what happened?"

Ge Nie looked anxious.

On weekdays, His Majesty would never call him in the morning unless something important happened.

"See for yourself."

Ying Zheng pointed gloomily at the sacks in front of him.

Only then did Ge Nie turn his gaze away. The sacks on the ground were very eye-catching, and looked out of place in the empty room.

"This is?"