I am a child of Daqin Xiong, who supervises the country at the age of eight

Chapter 11 Complain!

"Seventy or eighty stones!"

Ying Changsheng repeated.

Hiss.

The sound of Fusu sucking in cold air could be heard in the air.

Seventy or eighty stones!
In the Qin Dynasty, one stone weighed more than 100 kilograms!
In other words, one mu of land can produce seven or eight thousand catties of grain!

This, this is too much, right?

You know, in Daqin right now, one mu of land, no matter how good it is, can yield at best two stones of grain per mu.

Thinking of this, Fusu straightened his face, and said to Ying Changsheng with a straight face.

"Chang Sheng, what you just said was a joke, or is it true?"

"of course it's true!"

Ying Changsheng said without thinking.

Everyone knows about the high yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Why would he lie about these things?

I saw him pointing at Hu Hai.

"If it weren't for that, brother, do you think I would slap Hu Hai because of these trivial matters?"

"Brother, you don't know. Those few acres of land are the seeds that were cultivated with great difficulty. I planned to plant them and then spread them throughout our country. Now half an acre of land has been destroyed. How can I not be angry? ?”

"That makes sense!"

Fusu stood next to Ying Changsheng, but he still had some doubts about the yield of those crops, so he muttered.

"But, is the output of those things really that high?"

"Of course!"

Ying Changsheng said.

Fearing that Fusu would not believe it, he continued.

"In another month, the first crop to be planted will be mature. When the time comes, elder brother will go over and have a look. It will be clear!"

"One month?"

Hearing this, Fusu nodded slightly.

A month passed quickly, and when the time came, he had a look, and he would know that what Ying Changsheng said was true.

And if that's true.

For a moment, Fusu's eyes shone brightly.

If this were true, one acre of land could produce several kilograms of grain.

Then.

This will mean that Daqin will have so much food in the future that it cannot be eaten up!

There will be no more hunger in Daqin!
The world of Da Qin will last forever!

Although Fusu is pedantic, he also understands the importance of this kind of food crop. He only heard him say after pondering for a moment.

"Since there are such important things in the imperial garden, we must not ignore them lightly. We should mobilize the Imperial Army to strictly guard them, and we must not allow others to destroy them abruptly!"

"Brother said yes!"

Ying Changsheng nodded, he said.

"I have mobilized 500 people from the Forbidden Army to guard the Imperial Garden. This will ensure that nothing goes wrong!"

At the same time, seeing that Hu Hai was with Fusu, he couldn't ask for justice.

He immediately left angrily.

Because the teacher Zhao Gao was not around, and Yan Le was killed by Ying Changsheng.

Therefore, Hu Hai couldn't find anyone to discuss strategies for a while.

After thinking about it, he decided to complain to the First Emperor!

When he saw Hu Hai, he quickly wrote a memorial.

In this memorial, Hu Hai first complained to Ying Changsheng for destroying the imperial garden, and told Brother Zheng that Ying Changsheng had completely destroyed the flowers and plants he specially brought from the Western Regions. Then, he added insult to injury by telling Brother Zheng that he When blocking Ying Changsheng, the latter involuntarily beat him.

Beat up brother.

This is a great sin!

Just as Hu Hai was triumphant, he handed over the memorial to his cronies at the side, and asked them to go to Brother Zheng's palace to deliver the letter to Brother Zheng.

……

The next day, the warm sunshine shone on the earth.

In the morning court, because of Fusu's return, Ying Changsheng, the prison country, also went to the morning court.

Normally, he would not want to go to court.

The reason is simple, Shi Huangdi was a workaholic.

Although on the way to the eastward patrol, he was not the only one to pass by. Senior bureaucrats of Da Qin, such as Li Si and others, also followed him.

The officials left in the court were just middle- and lower-level bureaucrats.

There are very few government affairs handled. The core affairs are all handled by Brother Zheng.

Under such circumstances, this prison country really doesn't feel like being a prisoner. Ying Changsheng just went to court a few days before he first came.

In these days, like the previous owner, he was always sleeping when he went to court.

But today, after all, Fusu was standing here, so Ying Changsheng pulled himself together, listened to the ministers, and reported the government affairs to be dealt with today.

And the first thing to report is the government affairs.

About alchemists and Confucian scholars!
"Young Master Nineteen, these days, Tingwei has caught a new batch of escaped alchemists. In addition, during the investigation, Tingwei discovered that some of these escaped alchemists had contacts with some Confucian scholars, and even In the process of fleeing, I got their support and tipped off the news, I don’t know what Young Master Nineteen thinks, how should I deal with it?”

"Alchemist?"

Ying Changsheng immediately sneered.

"These people deserve to die, so of course they should be killed!"

"But what about the Confucian scholars involved?"

The minister frowned and said.

Well, that's exactly what they hesitate to do.

Alchemists and Confucian scholars have always had a close relationship.

The imperial court's killing of alchemists was an edict issued by the First Emperor himself, and there is no doubt about it.

However, those Confucian scholars involved were a little easier to handle.

"These people, according to my Daqin laws and regulations, who know what they know and fail to report it, what crime do they have?"

Ying Changsheng asked the ministers.

The ministers of the Qin Dynasty were familiar with the laws and regulations, and they knew the laws of the Qin Dynasty very well.

When he finished speaking, a minister on the side stood up and reported.

"Reporting to the nineteenth son, according to the laws of my Great Qin, those who do not report what they know and hide fugitives are crimes of the same name!"

"Since this is the case, then all Confucian scholars who did not report the knowledge, concealed the report, or provided financial assistance to the fugitives will be wiped out and killed, and their family members will also be filled into the hidden officials and serve as slaves. "

Ying Changsheng said coldly.

Fusu beside him couldn't help frowning.

"Changsheng, isn't it too strict? These Confucian scholars, probably, probably don't know that these alchemists are wanted..."

"I don't know? In Daqin, there are ten miles and one pavilion. Every pavilion has a notice, and these fugitive alchemists are wanted. How could they not know?"

Ying Changsheng shook his head.

"Since this is the case, it is normal for a friend to be in trouble and to provide some help due to sympathy..."

Fusu said, excusing those Confucian scholars.

"Brother, you are wrong!"

Ying Changsheng shook his head.

"Maybe they have an affair, so don't we allow our country's laws to be ruthless? The reason why my Great Qin is able to exist today is all because of the strict implementation of Qin's laws. If they are lenient, what is the majesty of our Great Qin's Qin laws? ?”

"What the Nineteenth Young Master said is absolutely true!"

The ministers in the hall all bowed their hands in compliments, especially those ministers who gave the performance.

In fact, they secretly received the instruction of the first emperor, and deliberately reported this matter, in order to help Brother Zheng test whether Ying Changsheng will be like Fusu, and must have goodwill towards those Confucian scholars.

(End of this chapter)