I deliver food to Wanjie

Chapter 374 390. Daqin 16
Fusu was the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, so he would not be suppressed. He lifted his sleeves, sat upright and said, "My Lord once said that when these crops are harvested, all seeds will be kept and distributed to various counties. The planting methods will be sorted out and handed over to the people."

He was not stupid and knew what these people meant, but they underestimated him. He was the master of the Qin Dynasty and of course he cared about the world.

It’s just that these people come from a peaceful world, and they don’t know the complexity here.

The remnants of the Six Kingdoms, together with those who rebelled against Qin, are always thinking of ways to assassinate you. If they were to mix among the common people, they would be implicated instead.

The new decree has been issued, and now we just have to wait for these high-yield crops to be collected and shipped to various counties.

As for the royal relatives and nobles, His Excellency only invited them to witness this grand event, but they were not allowed to participate in it.

Yun Tutu touched his nose and said, "That's good." It's no wonder that she misunderstood. In this feudal society, the monopoly of royal relatives and nobles was something that even the First Emperor would have to think twice.

The old nobles of the Qin Dynasty are the tools for the Qin Dynasty to rule the world. They are the tiger and wolf blades serving the royal family. How can we balance them if we don’t appease them?

"Master Fusu, I have another question to ask you," Wu Haojun blurted out the question that had been lingering in his mind when he saw that they were the only ones in the carriage. "I wonder what Master thinks of the enfeoffment now?"

Fusu's face rarely showed embarrassment. A few months ago, he would have definitely thought that Chunyu Yue and the others were right. However, after reading so many books, he had long recognized his own shortcomings and was aware of the dangers of enfeoffment.

In order to stop being influenced by Confucianism, he even avoided Chunyu Yue.

Chunyu Yue is now entrusted with an important task by the adults, and he no longer worries about the issue of enfeoffment. He only wants to be remembered through the ages.

As for himself recorded in history, Fusu Zi felt even more ashamed. His wrong decision disappointed the adults and made the people of the world suffer from war once again.

Fortunately, all this has not happened yet. He looked at Yun Tutu and the others with gratitude. These people not only saved the entire Daqin, but also changed his life.

He knew that his personality might not be suitable for the throne, and he was also trying to persuade the adults to choose another suitable successor.

It’s a pity that there aren’t any particularly outstanding brothers and sisters among me right now. I can only train them slowly and see if I can choose a more suitable person?
However, they did not know that Qin Shihuang had already found another shortcut. If these sons and daughters were useless, he could choose from among his offspring or bring them with him to be raised since childhood.

In his words, if he doesn't take any pills now and exercises, he can at least live a few more years.

If he was destined to die at the age of 49, with Fusu's current knowledge, he should not let the Qin Dynasty perish in the second generation.

The carriage had already entered the manor, and they realized that Qin Shihuang had arrived before them.

False and true, this is indeed a strategy that our ancestors knew how to play.

Without any further greetings, Qin Shi Huang personally took the hoe and, under the guidance of the Minister of Agriculture, swung the first blow.

Yuntutu was thinking whether his ancestors knew how to farm, so he could not hurt himself or damage the sweet potatoes.

However, under the guidance of Si Nong, Qin Shihuang steadily dug out the first nest of sweet potatoes.

Looking at the sweet potatoes hanging on the sweet potato vines, which felt heavy in their hands, the people watching on the side became even more excited and even exclaimed.

"God bless our Great Qin. With this grain, we no longer have to worry about famine."

"How much is this? Look at the potatoes on the ground that have not been picked up. This seems to be an even greater harvest than before."

"Yes, I read in a book before that sweet potatoes can be processed and stored for a long time. They are simply magical."

... Zhao Zheng looked at this small pile of sweet potatoes, and then looked at Yun Tutu and the others with even deeper eyes. These crops are all high-yielding, and the other crops that have not yet been harvested make him even more excited.

With these high-yield crops, even if the tax revenue was reduced by half, it would be enough to fill the treasury.

It can also prevent the people of the world from starving and allow the Qin Dynasty to recuperate. He used to think that it would take many years to accomplish, but now it seems that three to five years will be enough.

"color!"

He looked at the crowd again. How could he not understand that they were all eager to try it out? "You can also give it a try, but be careful not to damage the seeds."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three dukes and nine ministers who had already taken a step forward instantly retracted their steps.

Meng Tian was the first to step into the field. Without picking up a hoe, he lifted up his robe, squatted down and dug with his hands.

"..."

Nei Shiteng and other generals also took off their weapons and began to dig the ground following Meng Tian's movements.

Baijia and civil officials hesitated for a moment before joining in. These crops were so productive that each one was a treasure and should not be destroyed.

Yun Tutu's mouth twitched slightly when he saw this. This sweet potato could be said to be the best treatment ever. It's not that the rotten ones cannot be germinated, but the sweet potato cannot be grown by this root stem. Could it be that Emperor Qin Shi Huang did not carefully study the information they gave him before?

Really afraid that the other party would go astray, Yun Tutu quietly approached the First Emperor. The guards beside him wanted to stop him, but after seeing the look in Qin Shihuang's eyes, they stopped.

"Your Majesty, the method of growing sweet potatoes..."

"I know," Qin Shihuang looked at Yun Tutu with an extremely gentle look. This child from later generations was really honest. He personally wrote down the planting methods of each of these fine varieties. Now this piece of land was used to boost people's morale.

Only by letting everyone see it with their own eyes can it be more convincing.

He also sent troops to garrison the other sweet potato fields, which would be the hope of the people of the Qin Dynasty in the future.

"You have brought so many seeds to Daqin, I want to reward you." Other people who come here can change, but Yun Tutu is indispensable, "I want to confer you the title of Daqin Princess."

Yuntutu, "..."Princess? Being the princess of Qin Shi Huang is a high-risk position.

Think about Princess Yangzi and the others, none of them had a good ending.

That's not right. The entire Qin Dynasty has changed now. The culprit Hu Hai is still building the Great Wall. However, they sent the cement formula to our ancestors, which should save some manpower.

"That's not necessary," Yun Tutu waved his hands and refused, "As the saying goes, one should be loyal to the emperor while receiving his salary. Since we don't live in this plane, there's no need for us to bear that false reputation.

If His Majesty the First Emperor can make the Qin Empire better and stronger, we will be satisfied."

Qin Shihuang looked at the people working in the fields. This time, the expressions on everyone's faces were the same, with all of them expressing the joy of a good harvest.

"I will definitely be able to do it. I have already sent a fleet to the pirate island you mentioned. It will be a county of our Great Qin."

Yun Tutu was so frightened by what he said that he trembled and shouted without caring about the honorifics, "Ancestor, can we just want the land but not the people? That race is born bad..."