Holding an ordinary script, pretending to be a god in various worlds

"My Lord, this... is not my excuse. It is because the treasury is empty. In order to fight against the tyrannical Qin, the State of Chu has already given everything it has."

The King of Chu cried about his poverty in a very serious manner. He covered his face with his sleeves as if ashamed, while explaining clearly.

"After all, you just don't have any money?"

"I am shameless. I really can't afford so much money." The King of Chu showed a distressed look and said tentatively:

"Why not wait until the Qin State is destroyed? I promise to build a better palace for the goddess Nüba."

"Host, he actually made promises for you!"

He laughed and said that it was only the system and Ling Xiao who made promises to others.

The King of Chu was so foolish that he dared to make promises to them. It was like showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong, which was shameful.

"You have no money, but you still want the Nine Cauldrons," Ling Xiao asked in confusion.

"Well, didn't the goddess Nuba say that she would help the State of Chu fight against the State of Qin? I and the court officials really can't come up with so much money. The Nine Cauldrons are too important, so..."

The King of Chu hesitated to speak and looked at Nüba evasively, hoping to get the answer he wanted.

In his opinion, since Nüba had said she would help the State of Chu, she shouldn't have made so many demands.

There really wasn't much money left in the national treasury, and it was impossible to ask the King of Chu to pay from his own private treasury.

"Tsk..." Nüba's undisguised sneer made the King of Chu blush. He felt a little resentful towards her in his heart, thinking that she was too disrespectful to him.

"I don't care how you get the money to build the palace. I have worked so hard to find out the news about the Nine Cauldrons and to increase the fortune of the Chu State. It can't be in vain!"

Nüba looked grim, staring at the King of Chu and declaring word by word:

"Except for my father, Emperor Huang, no one has ever dared to take advantage of me. You must take the Nine Cauldrons, and you must build the palace!"

Tyrannical! Unreasonable! The King of Chu was overwhelmed by Nüba's aura, and these two words kept circling in his mind, feeling extremely aggrieved.

But seeing that Nüba looked like she was going to tear him into pieces in the next second, the King of Chu still backed down.

After the King of Chu was forced to sign the "blood oath" brought out by Nüba, his face was full of worry when he stumbled out.

Huh, Ling Xiao blew on the card in his hand, his eyebrows dancing with joy, "I have already thought about it. The address of Nvba Palace will be chosen at the junction of Chu, Yan and Qi."

"why"

Ling Xiao rolled his eyes at the system and said angrily, "Have you forgotten that after the Chu State fought against Wang Jian, its capital was attacked and the country was destroyed in less than two years."

She sighed, feeling a little regretful. "I thought that with me here, there would be more surprises in the Qin-Chu battle. Who knew that no matter how great you are, you can't lead a stupid teammate?"

Facing the self-praising host, he remained calm and said suddenly:

"So after Chu is finished, you'll let Yan take over, and then Qi?"

"That's the one who understands me!" Ling Xiao looked at the system with pretended surprise.

Haha, this guy is still asking people to raise funds to build houses. It’s not enough to save the State of Chu, but he also has his eyes on the other two countries. This is a way to squeeze the marrow out of people to the end.

It seems that the host's lower limit is still overestimated, I thought to myself.

After playing for a while, Ling Xiao half-lay on the couch, circling his hair with his fingers, muttering to himself:

"The Moon God's presence has declined. The carrots have been planted for almost two months, and the land in Xianyang is about to be harvested. Let's take this opportunity to complete the task of 6 to 7 million fans."

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Nüba led the people of Chu to dig up the "fresh" Nine Cauldrons. When this news spread to various countries, the reactions were mixed.

The State of Qi had already given up, and in real history they were the last country to be destroyed.

The reason is simple. He is the farthest away and is bewildered by Qin's strategy of making friends with the far away and attacking the nearby. He has been pretending to be deaf and dumb, unwilling to believe that Qin will break the alliance - mainly because he can't win, so he hypnotizes himself.

Therefore, Qi would trip up Qin and make fun of it, but would not dare to fight with real swords and guns.

But it was not the case in Yan. Prince Dan of Yan considered himself a man of great talent and strategy, and was both unwilling and resentful towards Ying Zheng, who was also held hostage in Zhao.

Among the few remaining countries, Yan State was the weakest and had the smallest territory.

Therefore, Prince Dan believed that it was too difficult to confront the State of Qin head-on, so he was always looking for shortcuts to save the country and make it strong.

Prince Dan sent people with a large amount of gold, silver and treasures to pay homage to Nüba, expressing that Yan State was looking forward to Nüba's arrival.

They also made more preparations and recruited warriors and sword-making experts from the public.

As for Ying Zheng...

"Have you arranged for the ministers of Chu?"

The lieutenant below the stage nodded and stroked his beard:

"The spy used a large sum of money to bribe the ministers, who also wanted to find a way out, so they worked very hard. The King of Chu and the nobles were in a big fight because of a heavenly book of Nüba.

The Chu army has a complex origin, the nobles are too powerful, and the struggle between the King of Chu and the nobles has spread to the army. I heard that Xiang Yan is in a state of panic.

A spy is a spy.

Ying Zheng's sharp eyes were full of mockery and ruthless sarcasm:

"Even with the help of Nüba, they are still useless."

After saying this, Ying Zheng tapped the table lightly with his knuckles:

"However, Nüba's method of forging weapons is really excellent. Wang Jian also wrote in his letter that the new weapons of the Chu army on the battlefield are extremely sharp and each one can be called a treasure."

"Is the king interested in this method?" asked the lieutenant.

"Let's have a spy see if he can get it. This method is really a waste of money in the hands of the Chu people."

Ying Zheng did not deny that the heavenly book passed down by the gods should have belonged to him.

"The King of Chu is very defensive, I'm afraid I am not capable of doing it," Wei Liao was a little embarrassed.

"Why worry if you can't get it? When Qin unifies the world, everything in Chu will belong to Qin!"

Ying Zheng's brows relaxed and he chuckled.

At this moment, there was a sound at the door, and Zhao Gao tactfully and cautiously stated that the carrots planted in Xianyang were almost ripe and could be picked.

“The carrots are ripe!”

The lieutenant was so delighted that he used too much force with his hands and pulled off a few strands of his beard. He didn't care about the pain, but bowed down and congratulated loudly:

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. From now on, the people's worries about famine will be largely alleviated."

Ying Zheng was also happy, and his hands hanging in his sleeves had already been clenched tightly, but he did not show too much excitement:

"Ask Li Si and others to go with me to the carrot field, and allow the people to come closer to watch."

Zhao Gao knew in his heart that the king wanted those untouchables to go and watch because of the large-scale planting of carrots in the second half of the year.

After seeing the sacks of grain being harvested, even the most stubborn farmers would choose to plant carrots.

At this time, Fusu also ran in to join in the fun, "Father, I want to see the carrots, too," with a fat and fleshy white rabbit stumbling after him.

"Go quickly, let's see if the carrots grown in the mortal world are delicious!"

Ying Zheng naturally agreed.

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The ridges of the fields were densely packed with farmers from all over the place, their hands and feet dark and cracked, their faces weathered and their clothes ragged.

But looking at the bountiful harvest in the fields, their eyes became brighter and brighter, and they almost burst into tears.