Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 53 I Always Feel Lonely

At the same time, the Emperor Qin's palace, the meeting hall.

After overnight deliberations and consulting the reports, Ying Zheng and the ministers finally had an idea.

"My dear friends, what do you think of this matter?"

Ying Zheng rubbed his temples and asked solemnly.

According to the information so far, there is something strange about Donghu going south this time.

I am afraid that there is an intention to unite with the Da Yuezhi.

After a moment of silence, the Right Minister Feng Quji took the lead and said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the old minister thinks that the border issue is not the most important thing for us in Daqin, but the disaster is imminent."

Ying Zheng frowned and asked, "Isn't it a matter of urgency for the 20 troops from Donghu to go south?"

Feng Qu quickly shook his head, then took out a silk cloth from his cuff and handed it over.

Seeing this, Zhao Gao quickly took the silk cloth and presented it to Yingzheng.

Yingzheng has not yet had time to start, but Feng Quji said again: "Last night, before receiving the call from His Majesty, the old minister was sorting out the reports from various places, and accidentally discovered several strange phenomena."

"What monster?"

Ying Zheng paused with his hand holding the silk cloth, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Over the years, he has heard too many strange phenomena and visions, each of which is related to him, and each of them cursed him to die.

So when he heard Feng Quji mention the strange phenomenon, he reflexively thought of various deeds in the past.

Even the way he looked at Feng Quji changed.

However, Feng Quji said calmly: "According to the report, disasters have occurred in all counties and counties of Daqin, and the time is weird, which makes people worry that the coming year may be a year of famine!"

hiss--

As soon as these words came out, the entire meeting hall gasped.

The horror of this famine year is enough to make all those in power turn pale.

Even the First Emperor was no exception.

"This……"

Yingzheng snatched the silk cloth in doubt, unfolded it and took a look.

As soon as he came into view, his face darkened, and there was a strong shock in his eyes.

"how can that be?"

He fixed his eyes on the text on the silk cloth, and read it word by word, for fear of missing a piece of information.

The more you look down, the more your mind is overwhelmed.

I saw the words written on the silk cloth:

"Wuguan Road has experienced heavy rain for half a month, and frequent mountain torrents and mudslides..."

"The plague in the West is rampant, the crops are not harvested, and the cattle and sheep are starving..."

"Snow disasters in Linjin Road have continued for six days, and house collapses have occurred one after another..."

From a message, it seems that the problem is not too big.

But after reading more than a dozen messages, Ying Zheng's eyes turned red.

Qin State has a total of eight avenues and 36 counties and counties, and nearly half of them suffered disasters, which suddenly made things terrible.

If this situation continues, the millions of heads of state in Qin will be in danger!
"This this……"

Ying Zheng trembled slightly, unable to speak for a long time.

Seeing this, Li Si quickly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, there is actually no need to worry too much!"

"Although these reports can explain some problems, they cannot be completely believed. The disaster reports reported by the county guards in various places are generally exaggerated;
Besides, disasters happen every year in my Daqin, but this time they happened to happen together. "

Wang Ben also stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "Yes, Your Majesty, I also feel a little strange about the disaster, these reports were all sent before autumn;

Now that the cold winter is approaching, and there is no follow-up report, I feel that the most urgent thing is to send more people to the counties and counties to investigate the matter clearly. "

Hearing this, Ying Zheng clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turned white.

It's not that he has never experienced such things as "false news", such as "a mysterious stone fell from the sky, and the first emperor died and the land was divided."

Another example is "the lost jade in the middle of the river will be returned, the mountain ghost has something to say, this year Zulong will die!"

After pondering for a while, Ying Zheng felt that Wang Ben's words had merit, so he raised his head and looked at Li Si: "Li Si, send someone to check this matter immediately."

"Follow the order." Li Si retreated in response.

Yingzheng turned to Feng Quji and said, "Feng Aiqing, convey my will to order Feng Jie, Yao Jia, and Hu Wujing to coordinate with each other to handle government affairs. If there is an emergency report in case of disaster, please report to me immediately!"

"The old minister obeys the order."

Feng Quji bowed and cupped his fists, and then withdrew from the meeting hall.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Zheng said to Meng Yi: "Meng Aiqing, pass on my will to make Meng Tian's army pay attention to the Xiongnu's movements, and if there are any changes, they can take the initiative to attack."

"No." Meng Yi arched his hands, without saying a word, he also followed out of the hall.

After issuing three government orders in a row, Ying Zheng was still a little uneasy, and turned to look at Wang Ben.

"Tongwuhou, how credible do you think this matter is?"

Wang Ben pondered for a while, then cupped his hands and said, "The old minister feels that no matter whether this matter happens or not, His Majesty should make preparations in advance."

"what do you mean?"

"Food." Wang Ben replied without thinking, "Whether it is a frontier war or a disaster, the one that has the greatest impact is the head of Guizhou."

"As long as my Daqin reserves enough food before the famine, we can deal with most of the problems."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng's eyes brightened.

Because he suddenly remembered Zhao Kun's sweet potatoes.

The sweet potato is a fetish with a yield of more than [-] catties per mu. If it can be promoted, Daqin may save a lot of people from dying in famine years.

Although the growth cycle of sweet potatoes is unknown, the year of famine does not mean that there is only one year.

Sometimes it lasts for years.

A few years, coupled with the original grain reserves, can wait until the mass production of sweet potatoes.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng stood up abruptly, and said to Zhao Gao without looking back: "Zhao Gao, hurry up and prepare the regular clothes, I'm going out of the palace."

Zhao Gao, who was beside him with his head bowed and speechless, couldn't help being taken aback when he heard this, and thought to himself, why does His Majesty think that it's only a matter of time?
He was depressed just now, but now he is in high spirits, as if he had been injected with chicken blood...

Could it be that there is some little girl waiting for him outside the palace?
Should not be!

Before Zhao Gao could figure it out, Ying Zheng scolded with some dissatisfaction: "Why are you standing there, why don't you go!"

"The old slave will go right away."

Zhao Gao came back to his senses and hurriedly retreated.

Ying Zheng looked at his back, frowned, and then looked at the bewildered Wang Ben: "Tong Wuhou, how about going out with me?"

"Uh, the old minister has other things."

Wang Ben hesitated for a moment, then politely refused.

"what's up?"

"Eat with my wife and children."

Ying Zheng: "..." Is this the reason why you reject me?
"Marquis Tongwu, I think you're a little drifting."

"no way."

Wang Ben and Ying Zheng have a very good relationship in private, so they are not afraid, and spread their hands with a smile: "The old minister is sick, and his majesty is not as strong as his body. I didn't go back this night. I feel homesick."

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me, who did you invite to the banquet?"

According to his thinking, if Wang Ben dared to reject him, there must be something important, and it could never be as simple as eating.

Wang Ben smiled and said, "Young Master Kun."

"What?" Ying Zheng was surprised: "You actually entertained that kid?"

"He is the savior of the old minister, isn't it normal to have a banquet with him?" Wang Ben smiled noncommittally, and then asked curiously, "Has your Majesty ever had dinner with Young Master Kun?"

"It's not my favorite prince, what are you going to eat with him?"

Wang Ben smiled without saying a word, and said in his heart, 'I believe you a ghost', and after a while, he cupped his hands: "Your Majesty is busy, the old minister will leave."

Ying Zheng squinted and said nothing, Wang Ben turned and left.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a sigh: "I eat alone, and I always feel a little lonely."

The corner of Wang Ben's mouth twitched: "Yes, you are the emperor, so there is nothing you can do about it."

"If my lover can also invite me to eat with his family, I will be very happy."

Wang Ben: "Obviously, Your Majesty's love is not a veteran."

Ying Zheng: "I remember so."

Wang Ben: "Your Majesty, your memory is wrong."

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