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Ying Zheng looked at Meng Tian in confusion.
After a moment of distraction.
Only then did he realize that Meng Tian still did not know that he had become an Immortal's disciple.
"Fusu has been saved."
"It's good that you're buried…What was that? Young Master was saved?"
Meng Tian raised her voice.
Ying Zheng nodded and said,"
"General Meng, don't be so agitated. Fu Su has indeed been resurrected.”
Meng Tian felt a little confused.
"Your Majesty, do you mean that Young Master Fusu has resurrected after three days of death?”
Ying Zheng nodded again.
Meng Tian froze on the spot.
If I remember correctly.
I checked it more than ten times.
In the end, it was confirmed that Young Master Fusu was dead.
Moreover…
When His Majesty took away Young Master Fusu's corpse, the stench of the corpse had already come out.
Why did he suddenly resurrect?
Could it be…It's because I misjudged.
Young Master Fusu was actually not dead. His Majesty only said that Young Master Fusu was resurrected to comfort me?
Meng Tian's heart instantly began to fight.
Suddenly.
He knelt on one knee and cupped his hands.
"Your Majesty, it's all my fault for not making a good judgment. At that time, I thought that Young Master Fusu was dead.”
Ying Zheng laughed and explained patiently,"
"Fusu was indeed dead at that time. However, he was very lucky to meet my master, so he was able to resurrect.”
Don't joke.
Meng Tian also knew that Ying Zheng would not lie to her about this.
His Majesty's teacher?
His Majesty had two teachers.
Ji Hao and Lu Buwei.
Among them, Lu Buwei had long since died.
Then... Was it Ji Hao, His Majesty's first teacher?
Ji Hao was Ying Zheng's first teacher, and he himself was a hermit.
Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.
"Your Majesty, Young Master Fusu was lucky enough to meet Master Ji.”
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng knew that Meng Tian had misunderstood.
He only briefly explained,
"It's not Master Ji, but an immortal master that I met when I was in the immortal realm.”
"Let's not talk about this matter for now. You can ask Fu Su when he returns.”
"General Meng, let me ask you, have you ever invented something called a writing brush?”
Meng Tian nodded and took out a rough brush made of rabbit fur."
"Your Majesty, it is true. This is the brush.”
"Four years ago, when I was hunting in Xuanzhou, I saw the bloodstains on the ground from the tail of an injured rabbit.”
"I cut off the fur on the rabbit's tail and inserted it into a bamboo tube. I tried to use it to write.”
"Later, I discovered that after soaking such a brush in lime water and removing the grease from the rabbit fur, the rabbit fur would be dyed red.”
"The rabbit fur will become more supple, and the writing will be very smooth.”
Having said that, he handed the rabbit fur brush to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng took the brush and played with it with his hand,"
"Not bad, not bad. General Meng, your brush has solved a big problem for me.”
"General Meng, after you leave, find a brush craftsman to make a batch of these brushes. I will have great use for them in the future.”
Meng Tian cupped her hands."
"Here."
Not long after Meng Tian left, the internal secretary, Ning Teng, came to Zhangtai Palace again.
"Your Majesty, Internal Secretary Zhi Su requests an audience."
"Xuan."
Ying Zheng put down his carving brush again.
Ning Teng walked over and cupped his hands in greeting.
"Your Majesty, the grain seeds have been planned.”
"Then why are you looking for me?"
"Your Majesty, the oxen near Xianyang City and even the capital region are in an emergency.”
"Especially now that it's the autumn plowing season, the people of the world need to farm cattle to cultivate the land.”
"As far as I know, the commoners in some places are already forced to pull plows themselves.”
Hearing this, Ying Zheng clenched his fists slightly.
This was not a small matter.
Although humans could cultivate the land, their efficiency was too slow.
Moreover, autumn plowing should be done early.
If they were late.
The crops planted there were easily attacked by frost and cold air.
This would lead to a decrease in grain production in the coming year.
If this continued, Great Qin would probably fall into famine.
Moreover, although the high-yield grain given by his master was large, the quantity was still relatively rare.
They had to wait for the first harvest before expanding the planting to meet the needs of the people.
I have to think of a way.
"Are you saying that there aren't enough oxen in the world to cultivate farmland?”
"Let me ask you, what is Great Qin's current farming method?”
Internal Secretary Zhi Su nodded and said,"
"Great Qin is currently using two oxen pulling a plow.”
Suddenly.
Ying Zheng felt a sudden inspiration.
He remembered a tool called the Quyuan Plough that he had seen in the Encyclopedic Knowledge Encyclopedia.
This kind of tool could greatly improve the efficiency of farming.
Moreover, it could allow the original farming method of two oxen pulling a plow to be replaced by one ox and one person.
It was even easier for a person to pull a curved shaft plow than to pull a straight shaft plow.
"Internal history, please wait a moment."
After saying that.
Ying Zheng ordered his servant to bring him a clean white silk book.
Then, he used the rabbit fur brush left behind by Meng Tian to quickly draw the structure of the curved plow on the silk book.
"Neishi, order people to make this curved shaft plow and try it out. If it is useful, order people to increase production and promote it to the world.”
Ning Teng carefully took the silk book.
"Wei."
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