Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 107 This is what a Daqin man looks like!
"You have a heart of loyalty to the emperor, and I am very comforted. I will give you a hundred gold to encourage them!"

Ying Zheng never hesitated to reward loyalty to the emperor. After all, in his and Qin Mo's rough assumptions, the feudal monarchy of Great Qin was centralized, and under his and Fusu's rule, it needed to reach a peak beyond the reach of future generations.

In this way, the emperor's popularity is unshakable, and everything will be logical!
"Here."

Zhao Gao took the order with his hands, and quickly went to burn the memorials and draft the reward edict.

The accompanying officials were curious about what happened to the crown prince and civil servants, but Shi Huang didn't care at all.

"Let's pass it on, too."

Yingzheng handed over the preserved memorial to Fusu to Wang Ben, the next leader, to watch.

Wang Ben took it with both hands, read it at a glance, and then handed it to Lang Zhongling Mengyi with a strange expression.

Meng Yi read it and handed it to Tu Sui... All the ministers read it one by one, all with strange expressions.

Fusu is an honest and honest gentleman, and he and Qin Mo have the same robes, so there is no embellishment in the memorial, but Qin Mo's original words are recorded.

But even so, everyone looked uncomfortable!

Qin Mo's critical words are not aimed at one person, but at everyone...

In other words, everyone here counts as one, and as long as they don't cultivate benevolence, they are all hot chickens, and they are all class enemies that need to be dealt with resolutely.

Among them, the emperor may not be included!
"Your salary is rich, the people are fat and the people are anointed, the people are easy to abuse, and the king's law is hard to bully...Yours, you should remember this motto!"

Yingzheng took the Fusu Memorial that had been circulated around, said a word to the restless ministers, and began to draw up a pen to give instructions to the Fusu Memorial.

The ministers got up and bowed their hands solemnly, saying: "The ministers are sincerely following the teachings, and must restrain themselves and abide by the law!"

Ying Zheng was noncommittal, and continued to give instructions without looking up.

Later, Zhao Gao submitted the prepared reward edict, and Ying Zheng also completed his instructions on Fusu's memorial.

"The reward edict will be read out by the eldest princess Yuan Man, and I will hand over my instructions to the crown prince by the way."

"Besides, whipping Zhen Guohou ten times, let that melon grow a long memory, and don't always scare the ministers into panic all day long!"

Ying Zheng read the draft reward edict, and returned it to Zhao Gao together with the instructions, and ordered.

"Here."

Zhao Gao took the order to leave, and went to Yuan Man with two bundles of bamboo slips.

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At the same time, the large-scale development in the territory of the Tieshan tribe has already officially started!
Because Ying Zheng allocated a lot of armored weapons from the royal army to support Qin Mo, it was enough to force five thousand Yue soldiers.

Therefore, there is no need to rush to build armored weapons.

The most urgent task is to reclaim the fields around the mine, and cultivate the rice of the previous season, as well as spring sweet potatoes and spring potatoes before the spring rainy season.

Qin Mo divided the Yue people of the nine ethnic groups into hundreds of teams, young and strong, men, women, old and weak, led by civil officials, and burned wasteland to reclaim fields and repair water conservancy.

The indicator given to them is that the field acres are enough for each Yue person, and it is best to allocate three acres of ration fields!
In addition, boys and girls of Yue people under the age of ten do not need to participate in labor, and the translators who are good at the language of Yue people will teach the elegant language and writing.

There is no need to teach too advanced knowledge, just use the teaching materials of the missionary officer as the book, and it is enough to be able to speak and write!

As for the [-] prisoners of war... or the [-] newly attached Yue soldiers.

After they rebuilt the bamboo houses for the Tieshan people, they were subdivided into the groups they belonged to. Each group sent three eloquent people to go home together with nine witch chiefs who turned into political brokers, and persuaded their group to come. defected.

As the old saying goes, do it again and again!
This is Qin Mo's second time, giving those ethnic groups a chance, if they don't come to join them again, they don't have to join them in the future.

There are only two paths left for them.

Either go to the Great Qin Sun God Emperor, stop being exploited and squeezed, and run towards a well-off life with ample food and clothing.

Either take refuge in the class enemy King Panyu, continue to accept exploitation and oppression, and wait to be completely wiped out by the army sent by the gods.

There is no room for maneuver!

After the power brokers were sent away, most of the remaining new entourage fighters were also divided into centurions led by civil servants.

Or join the team of reclamation and farming.

Or follow a group of officials from the Mohist family to mine and smelt iron to create new farm tools.

Qin Mo and Fusu...became street thugs.

Wearing silver armor, the two rode around on a white horse to inspect the work, helping Yue people and civil officials to explain some things from time to time.

For example, the progress of mining and iron smelting is slow!
The two of them took out the thunderbolt supported by Yingzheng, and directly used the gunpowder inside to blow up mountains and rocks.

rumbling --
With the continuous loud noise like muffled thunder, the whole magnet mine was shocked immediately, and then dust rose all over the sky.

When the dust dissipated, a huge mountain had disappeared, and the eyes were full of collapsed and shattered ores!
The young and strong Yue people screamed strangely, rushed over to pick up smaller crushed ore with baskets on their backs, and then lowered their backs.

"How can there be baskets and baskets that are carried down? Not to mention some dead effort, the speed is still slow!"

Qin Mo stopped those young and strong Yue people who were full of enthusiasm, and said helplessly.

Fusu also told those Mohist officials: "Sooner or later, Baiyue will be the land of our Great Qin. It is a simple and labor-saving mining technology. You don't need to keep it private, just pass it on."

"Here."

A group of Mohist officials bowed their hands to accept orders.

Then, a simple pulley block tower crane appeared, a solid hardwood track appeared, and a solid steelmaking blast furnace also appeared.

Under Yueren's horrified eyes, two Mohist officials operated the pulley block tower crane to hoist thousands of jin of ore and dump it into the mine car.

Another two Mohist officials pushed the mine cart on the hardwood track and transported thousands of catties of ore out of the mine.

The more people don't know the reason, they just call it a miracle!

If it weren't for Qin Mo's explicit prohibition, no prostration or kneeling is allowed, at least don't pay homage to Mohist officials...

However, when the iron-rich ore is transported out of the mine, it is hoisted by a pulley block, put into a steelmaking blast furnace, and heated into a red liquid.

Yueren couldn't hold back at all!
In particular, two other Mohist officials used the method of frying steel to remove excess impurities in molten iron, added iron ore powder and stirred continuously. After repeated several times, they opened the blast furnace taphole, released the molten iron to cool it, and obtained nearly seven A hundred catties of finished iron ingots.

In other words, when nearly [-] steel ingots were approaching, the surrounding Yue people crawled all over the ground on the spot!
In their view, this is a real god's method, otherwise it is not enough to express the shock in their hearts...

And the more shocking thing is yet to come!
The Yue people had the simple and labor-saving mining technology and the amazing steel frying method. Under the leadership of the Mohist officials, they quickly produced a steady stream of steel.

With steel, it is natural to make farm tools and complete the reclamation of wasteland as soon as possible.

As a result, the new farm tools that had already been popularized in Daqin came into being.

Such as curved plows and rakes!
For example, a hand push shovel for weeding and ridge opening!
There is nothing to say about the Quyuan plow and the plow rake, it is the shape of later generations.

The push shovel is similar in shape to a single columbine cart, except that there is no basket for seeds. There is a wooden wheel in the front, and a flat-headed shovel behind the wheel. They are connected by a simple wooden frame, and two handrails extend backward.

When weeding, one person only needs to push the shovel to control the depth of the shovel, and all the weeds will be removed in one pass. The speed is astonishing.

It is more convenient and labor-saving than weeding with one hoe and one hoe while bending over!
When it is necessary to open the ridges, replace the flat-headed shovel with a small plow-shaped shovel, which is also more convenient and labor-saving than the ridge opening of one shovel by one shovel.

Three sample farm implements were built and immediately brought to the field for trial use.

An old man from Yue, pushing a push shovel equipped with a flat-headed steel shovel, weeded weeds on the original fields of the Tieshan people, walking as fast as flying away.

Followed by two young and strong women from Yue people, pushing the hand push shovel equipped with a small plowshare shovel, and followed behind to open the ridge, the speed is also not slow.

One old and two young quickly completed the weeding and ridge opening of one mu of land, and the water from the drainage canal went into the field along the ridge to complete irrigation.

In this way, after planting the cultivated sweet potato seedlings or potato seedlings, this acre of land becomes...

The Yue people who watched were all stunned!

In fact, not to mention them who were still in the era of slash-and-burn farming, even the peasants of Daqin, when they first saw this new type of farm tool, their jaws were dislocated in shock.

For farming civilization, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an artifact!

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On another piece of land that had just been burned, there were three young and strong Yue people. Two of them were dragging on the hemp rope, and the other was holding the Quyuan plow, trying to plow the land.

The fertile soil piled up with rotting dead leaves was turned over by a sharp steel plowshare, followed by a Yue woman who smashed up the slightly larger pieces of soil with an iron rake.

Later, the plowing of one mu of land was completed, and the three young and strong Yue people replaced the curved plow with a rake, and thoroughly raked the fertile soil from the plow. Ridge stems are raised and channel water is introduced into paddy fields.

In this way, if the cultivated rice seedlings are planted, and then some small fish fry are added to raise them, this acre of rice field can be regarded as completed!
"This... is this Daqin's farming technology?"

The nine witch chiefs who returned one after another looked at the four farm tools they were trying out, all inexplicably horrified.

They finally understood why Qin Mo dared to boast about Haikou, so that the Yue people would always have enough food and clothing.

This is the land that originally sowed randomly, planted a gourd and harvested two scoops, but under such intensive cultivation, the harvest is just like playing.

"This place is very fertile, but it's not a ripe land after all. This season's rice can yield a harvest of seven or eight hundred catties per mu, which is enough!"

An official pinched a handful of plowed soil, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and said so.

Qin Mo looked at it with a chill, even if you want to show off your excellent education in farming and studying, you don't need to show it off in this way, right?
Don't be afraid to eat something wrong!
"Mr. Jun, you said that the yield per mu is large... how much Qin Jin?"

The head shaman of the Baozhu tribe couldn't help asking in surprise when he heard the official's evaluation of the newly reclaimed land.

The official said casually: "Plant the grain seeds we brought, and you can get seven or eight hundred catties this season!"

He thought for a while and then said: "Don't worry, after two years of cultivation, it will become mature, and it will definitely produce a thousand catties in one season."

When the head witch of the Baozhu tribe heard the word Qianjin, he trembled all over, and then kept trembling, as if he had gone epileptic.

Seeing this, the surrounding original Baozhu people rushed forward to help him.

Qin Mo stuffed a wooden stick into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue.

"Chief Wu...Father...what's the matter with you?"

Kun hugged the swaying old witch leader, but in desperation he called out his father's title.

The rest of the original Baozhu clan couldn't help being stunned when they heard the words, and some of them were so active that their faces turned ugly.

"No wonder, no matter how good I was in the past, I couldn't get the respect of the old witch."

"The old witch leader said that this guy is simple and honest, and he also said that he would pass on the position of witch leader. I believed his nonsense."

"It turns out that the old shaman knows that Kun is the heir, so he prefers to be with him..."

The young and old of the original Baozhu tribe complained one after another, probably already understood the rules of survival that they regarded as the standard, and they were secretly despised by the witch leaders.

The rule for the Yue people to maintain their ethnic group is that the dolls born by women and men from other ethnic groups will be raised together by the ethnic group.

But the shrewd and enlightened witch chiefs have already learned from the nobles of the Yue people, or in other words, from the Chinese etiquette, and secretly regard the inheritance of blood as a standard.

The position of shaman leader is obviously for everyone to fight for, but secretly it is only passed on to the descendants!

"Stop complaining, there will be no witch chief in the future."

"Yes, from now on, all the rulers and elders will be appointed by the god emperor, and those who are virtuous will live there."

"You...you should be happy now. The emperor said that the rice seeds given by the god emperor can produce seven to eight hundred catties per mu in one season. Two years later, they can even produce a thousand catties in one season."

The rest of the witch chiefs, seeing the Yue people around them, looked at them with resentment, so they avoided the seriousness and explained.

All the Yue people looked at each other with question marks on their foreheads.

Well, they don't understand what a catty is, let alone what seven or eight hundred catties represent.

At this moment, the head witch of the Orb Clan finally breathed a sigh of relief, spat out the wooden stick in his mouth and said, "Seven or eight hundred catties, roughly equivalent to the combined weight of seven or eight young and strong!"

The people of Yue Yue suddenly nodded, which is very understandable. They are generally short and thin, and their weight is only about one hundred catties.

Seven or eight hundred catties is indeed approximately equal to the combined weight of seven or eight young and strong.

However, after a sudden, there was shock, and then all the Yue people present began to waver excitedly.

One acre of rice planted and harvested in one season weighs seven or eight young adults together?

Wouldn't it be that, as long as one season of the year is busy, there is no need to worry about food for the whole year?
Qin Mo's original sentence, high-yield grains that can't be eaten five times a day, suddenly appeared in the minds of all Yue people.

At that time, it was just a bragging call, but now it has come true!

The swaying Yue people turned their grateful eyes to Qin Mo, to Fusu, and to all the officials present, their admiration was beyond words.

"Don't kneel! Let me see who dares to kneel! If you kneel, you will be whipped immediately!"

Qin Mo saw that Yue's legs were weak, and he seemed to want to lie down on the ground again, performing the prostrate ritual that degraded his personality, so he immediately vaccinated and shouted.

The Yue people were awed by it, and immediately stood up straight on their knees.

"This is what a Daqin boy looks like!"

Qin Mo nodded in satisfaction, turned over and rode on the white horse, and went to inspect elsewhere with Fu Su.

The Yue people watched the two go far away, and turned to bow to the civil servants present together and said: "Thank the gods for bestowing blessings~!!!"

A group of civil servants looked at the translators, and when the translators translated the original words, they couldn't help but appreciate it, and bowed their hands back and said: "We are Your Majesty... We are the herdsmen of the Sun God Emperor, and we dare not take credit for it. Make Great Qin prosperous!"

After listening to the interpreter's explanation, the people of Yue said eagerly: "The Great Qin is bound to prosper, and it will prosper forever. Whoever dares to prevent it from prospering will be ashamed by us!"

(End of this chapter)