Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 95 Find some trouble for the twentieth prince

If he hadn't been convinced that the guards of the Black Ice Terrace would never lie to him, he would have even thought that Hei Yi had already been bought by his twentieth prince.

Immediately, it occurred to him that grains with a yield of tens of thousands of catties per mu appeared in Daqin, and even tens of thousands of catties were not needed, as long as there were a few thousand catties of grain, it could easily solve the food problem of all the people in Daqin.

"Twenty princes not only planted in the farm, but also started to plant this food called pumpkin on the official land of various counties!"

"But there is such a fetish, but he didn't report the good news to me. Instead, the Black Ice Platform detected it. It seems that this prince has other thoughts about me!"

Thinking that the twenty princes first recruited [-] soldiers from the county, and then recruited a hundred generals, and governed a Jiujiang county with only a few hundred thousand people to a population of one million, and now there are tens of thousands of catties of grain per mu.

There was curiosity in Ying Zheng's eyes.

The journey of the twenty princes went so smoothly, as if there was a blessing from heaven.

Even if he came to the throne at the beginning, there was Lu Buwei who hindered him.

For a high-ranking person, especially a high-ranking person who wants to be an emperor, if it goes too smoothly, it is definitely not a good thing.

"Come on!"

"Your Majesty!" Several eunuchs walked in quickly.

"Decree to the twenty princes that I will send some pumpkin seeds over here, and Jiujiang County will recruit civilians to open up a road leading to Yelang and other countries!"

"Yes!" After watching the eunuchs retreat, Yingzheng turned his head to look to the south with a smile in his eyes. On that day, he ordered the twenty princes to wait for the opportunity to attack the small country in the south, but there was no movement for such a long time.

Since he didn't want to move, he arranged it directly.

With the power of one county, building a road in the southern mountainous area can be compared with the road of Shu. It is to fill in all the young and strong in a county. I am afraid it will take several years to repair it, and it will even consume a lot of food and food. money.

Not to mention a county, but with the power of the Great Qin and one country, if you want to build such a road, I am afraid that you have to calculate carefully.

If this road really starts to be built, Jiujiang County will almost be abandoned.

Now he wants to know how he, the prince, will choose.

In Jiujiang County, Zhao Wen was riding a horse with a relaxed expression, followed by four concubines who were also riding horses, several carriages and a group of eunuchs also riding horses to follow.

Lu Ze led a centurion in the front, and Han Xin led a centurion in the back.

However, because the number of war horses in Jiujiang is too small now, these two teams are all on foot.

"There are still too few people in Jiujiang County!"

The road is well built, but there are very few pedestrians along the way, and there are not even a few villages. Even after two thousand years, this is a place where there are three crops a year.

Such a good place is so desolate, which made Zhao Wen feel emotional.

"My lord, if you let the surrounding county guards know about your sighs, I'm afraid they'd all be able to cry out in anger!"

Qu Ruo pursed his lips and smiled, because his master issued the reclamation order before the court even spoke, and a large number of people from the surrounding counties ran to Jiujiang.

Nanjun, Qianzhong County, Nanyang County, Chen County, Xue County, Sishui County, Kuaiji County, Changsha County, Hengshan County and other places are said to be one county, and the population is not as large as that of Jiujiang County. These county guards don't know yet. Why are you complaining!

"I don't have the ability to keep the people, so what does it have to do with me!"

Zhao Wen said with a straight face: "Besides, when the people come to our Jiujiang County, they can still eat their stomachs. If they stay, God knows if they will starve to death!"

Reclaiming wasteland is easy to say, but if there is no accumulation, you can die in the field even if you don’t starve to death.

The ones who reclaimed the most land in the whole of Jiujiang, except for some families with accumulated accumulation, were the county soldiers who were eliminated at the beginning.

The rest of the ordinary poor came here from various counties. If they hadn’t spent money on building roads throughout Jiujiang, and the food prices in Jiujiang had been stable, some poor people who had nothing and heard the news would either starve to death or become rich again. serfs.

But even if you have provided a large amount of supplies to stabilize Jiujiang County, if you want to stabilize it, you have to wait until the real harvest in autumn.

This time, in addition to planting pumpkin seeds in their own farms, all the official fields in the three counties and townships began to be planted in large quantities, just to provide them to the people of Jiujiang after the autumn harvest, so that they can accumulate more. When the skyrocketed.

Regarding the reason of their master, several women almost laughed out loud.

The increase in population is an important political achievement, that is, the identity of the twenty princes is in the way. If it were another person, these eunuchs would be so angry that they would directly send killers.

"By the way, how did you guys cultivate? It's only been a few months, and you actually have some internal strength foundation?"

Looking at the women whose expressions were completely different from before, Zhao Wen's face was full of curiosity.

Although the energy of the world of Daqin has been increasing now, the foundation is too poor after all, and it takes several years of foundation to achieve success in practicing internal skills.

If it was so easy, Jinyiwei and the county soldiers would not have been in such a long time, and they were still laying the foundation.

These women have changed so much in just a few months, could it be that they have found some kind of treasure!
"It's the servants in the palace who help us clear our meridians every day!"

The servants in my palace are my own slaves, life and death are in my hands, and helping me to practice my internal strength is completely justified in the eyes of these women.

"No wonder you can practice so fast!"

Zhao Wen immediately understood that consuming his own internal energy to help others cultivate would not be worth the candle, so he didn't think about it for a while.

However, thinking that there are hundreds of eunuchs with internal strength in the palace of Chu and they are completely loyal to him, it is a bit too wasteful to put these people in the palace to protect a few women.

In the woods that Chu Wen had to pass through in front of him, a young man with a weak face, like a woman, looked at a group of heavily guarded pedestrians on the road with hatred in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "The other party brought two hundred counties. Bing, you only have one chance, so you must aim!"

After speaking, I was afraid that these people would not understand the importance of the task, and encouraged: "The next generation of Daqin has only one capable prince. As long as we can kill the twenty princes, the destruction of the Tyrant Qin is just around the corner!"

"I didn't expect Mr. Zhang Liang to value my Highness so much!"

Along with the sound, a burst of knife light flashed, and amidst the bloody light, screams continued to resound.

Zhao Wen, who was walking, raised his head and glanced into the distance, with obvious surprise on his face. He really didn't expect that someone would come to assassinate him.

The Centurion led by Lu Ze blocked several people out of the formation, and neatly arranged corpses could be faintly seen on the side of the road, and a frail young man was surrounded by the formation with a miserable face.

(End of this chapter)