my grandfather was qin shi huang

Where did Mr. Tian come from, so cruel and violent?

Originally, he was just hanging out during the imperial examination lunch break. Although Yong Chi felt that the guard was exaggerating, he didn't want to get into trouble. Hearing this, he couldn't help but pause slightly. He was just about to call the man named Tian Jing back. But I saw that the man had already run to the other side of the hillside in a hurry.

Not only that, he stood still, looked back, and found that Yong Chi was standing on the same spot without moving, and immediately waved to him enthusiastically.

"Brother Yong, why are you still standing here? Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, see what this is - make sure your trip is worthwhile..."

As he spoke, he shook his head excitedly and clicked his tongue.

What could make a peasant boy from a well-educated family become so rare?

Yong Chi couldn't help but be aroused by the other party's behavior.

He immediately followed him.

By the time he arrived, the man named Tian Jing had already crawled under the fruit forest without hesitation. The forest seemed to have just been watered, and the ground was still a little damp. However, he seemed not to notice it, and just stared at the fruits that had already grown on the trees.

He muttered to himself somewhat obliviously.

"...Impossible, this is impossible, how is it possible..."

When Yong Chi saw what he was doing, he couldn't help but become more curious. He looked at the ground in the forest that was not dry yet. He didn't go in. He stood at the edge of the forest and carefully looked at the outermost pear trees.

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't notice anything surprising, so I couldn't help but ask for advice.

"Brother Tian, ​​is there something wrong with this pear tree?"

"It's not just wrong, it's so wrong!"

Tian Jing was a little carried away and stretched out his hand to climb a branch full of pears.

"This fruit has too many fruits! How can an ordinary pear tree bear so many fruits? Moreover, look at this pear, there is something wrong with it. The skin is shiny and it looks a bit like a pear..."

Hearing what Tian Jing said, Yong Chi realized what he was doing and took a closer look. It seemed that it was indeed a little different from the pear tree in his memory, but he didn't find anything particularly strange.

There are many trees in the world, and occasionally a few grow strangely, but that’s not a big deal.

"Where in the world can there be such a strange pear tree..."

Tian Jing seemed to be admiring some peerless beauty, and couldn't bear to look away for a moment.

"Look at these fruit trees, they are all full of fruit. If they can all grow up and mature, the output will be more than double that of ordinary pear trees. It doesn't matter if it tastes good or not, even if the taste is worse, it will be enough to spread throughout the world!"

Although the people of the Qin Dynasty did not have specialized fruit farmers, they did not lack fruit trees.

Generally, a few are planted in the front and back of one's own yard. In times of famine, they can satisfy hunger. In times of good times, they can also be taken to the market and exchanged with others for some items necessary for daily life.

High-ranking officials and nobles naturally need these four-season fruits to satisfy their appetites.

"The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum blossoms in front of the hall."

It reflects this state of life.

Although fruit trees are not like grains and are indispensable crops for the people, if the fruit trees at home can bear more fruits, it will be a great event for ordinary people.

Tian Jing said, and actually reached out his hand. Looking at the posture, he actually wanted to pick one off and try it on the spot.

Although Yong Chi felt that Tian Jing's behavior was a bit rude, it was after all just an ordinary fruit from a fruit tree in the mountains. If he stepped forward to stop it, he would seem a bit petty.

Therefore, after hesitating for a while, he still didn't speak.

Tian Jing neatly picked off a green pear, rubbed it on his chest skillfully, picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth. Then, just halfway through, he heard an extremely angry sound coming from the distance.

"The little thief came from nowhere and dared to steal our pear pears!"

Tian Jing was startled by the loud shout, his hands trembled, and he almost stuffed the entire fruit into his mouth. His posture looked a bit weird.

Yong Chi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Eating a pear secretly is nothing, but being caught red-handed is another matter.

Everyone gets the stolen goods!

The ungrown pear was still chewed in Tian Jing's mouth twice, but before he could swallow it, it was taken down on the spot by a group of young people wearing coarse shorts and thick hands and feet.

"Looking at your appearance, you seem to be two scholars. Is it possible that you haven't heard someone say that taking something without telling you is a thief..."

Yong Chi:……

He looked stunned and opened his mouth, but in the end he still couldn't tell.

He felt really embarrassed. Although he had never picked the pears from the tree, he and Brother Tian, ​​whom he had just met, actually stuffed the ungrown pears into their mouths.

Even if he says it has nothing to do with him, what's the point.

"Did you grow these pears? What happened? How did you do it?"

Who knew that the inner struggle on his side was not over yet. Tian Jing over there had already spat out the dregs in his mouth, and rushed forward with excitement on his face, grabbing the wrist of the young man at the front.

This scene immediately confused the other party.

Ah, this——

Who caught whom?

"How did you do it!"

Tian Jing's eyes were wild and he stared at the young man in front of him without blinking. When he saw that the young man was a descendant of the Mohist family who had followed Tian Jing around various places, he quickly realized what he was doing, and with a forceful pull, he pinned down Tian Jing with his backhand.

"You don't have to worry about this yet. How dare you damage our experimental field? You should first think about how to explain it to our family!"

Tian Jing:......

It wasn't until he was pinned down that he realized that it was a bit rash to do so.

"Ah, are you descendants of the Mo family? Xiamian Jing is a son of the Tian family in Qi County. My father, Ken, once studied under Mr. Chen Xiang..."

"Are you a descendant of the Tian family in Qijun?"

After hearing Tian Jing's explanation, the young man who was holding him down softened slightly and relaxed his grip slightly, but did not let go of Tian Jing's figure.

"You are a farmer's son. You should know the truth of cherishing and loving farmers. Why are you rudely destroying these fruits? Do you know how much effort my family has put into these fruit trees..."

Although Tian Jing didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore, his body was still controlled by someone. He could only half-hunch his waist, twist his body, and continue to defend himself with some difficulty.

"It's not meant to be damaged. I'm just happy to see Hunter Xin. Yes, I'm just happy to see Hunter Xin. I want to study what's going on with this pear tree - ah, by the way, Brother Yong over there can do it for me. testify……"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Yong Chi, who was already controlled by a group of people. "Right, Brother Yong..."

Yong Chi:……

I don’t fucking know you!

But at this moment, he could only smile and nodded.

The young man looked at the two of them with some suspicion. Seeing that they did not look like ordinary troublemaking thieves, he nodded slowly and released the arm that was holding Tian Jing down.

"Even so, it is extremely rude to damage other people's achievements without telling anyone. Look at your clothes. You are also a scholar after all. Don't do such disrespectful things in the future..."

Yong Chi was so ashamed that he couldn't help but wanted to explain that the matter had nothing to do with him, but he felt that he couldn't explain himself. The key is, looking at this posture, if you force an explanation, it may be regarded as sophistry, and there may be other details.

If the imperial examination is delayed because of this, it will really be a disaster.

However, Na Tian Jing didn't take this seriously at all. As soon as he regained his freedom, he returned to his old ways and approached the young man with enthusiasm.

"My dear, may I ask if your master is here? I wonder if I have the honor to visit him..."

Upon hearing this, the young man shook his head and refused without hesitation.

"I'm sorry, our family is really researching hybrid rice. We have already told you repeatedly before. Except for the emperor's grandson, we will not see any foreign visitors..."

Tian Jing:......

But he quickly grasped another key piece of information.

"Hybrid rice? Hybrid?"

Having said this, he suddenly turned to look at the pear trees that were already bearing fruit, and an incredible look gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Could it be that these pear trees are also hybrid varieties?"

Although he didn't know what hybrid rice was or how to hybridize it, but with the strange-looking pear trees in front of him and the word "hybrid" in the mouth of the Mohist disciple in front of him, he still instantly became acquainted with hybrid rice. Got the key.

Yong Chi could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He had heard before that crossbreeding donkeys and horses could give birth to a kind of livestock called mules, but he never expected that rice and fruits could also be crossbred.

How do you crossbreed this thing?

He suddenly felt that his brain was not enough.

When several of the Mohist disciples who had originally surrounded them heard this, they couldn't help laughing. The young man in front couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

"It's not hybridization, it's grafting..."

"grafting?"

Tian Jing stared at the Mohist disciple with fiery eyes. Looking at his posture, Yong Chi was worried that this guy would pounce on him again without hesitation. Fortunately, Tian Jing was sensible enough this time and did not worry Yong Chi.

"May I ask my dear friend, what is grafting?"

Seeing that this peasant disciple who called himself Qijun Tian's son was so eager to ask me this question, I couldn't help but feel quite proud and straightened my back subconsciously.

"According to what the emperor's grandson and our family Junzi said, branches of fruit trees are grafted onto fruit trees of the same type. After careful cultivation, when these grafted branches grow up, the fruits produced will have two characteristics at the same time. The common advantages of growing fruit trees..."

Having said this, he proudly pointed to the pear trees in front of him.

"For example, the ones you see are all after grafting. The ones in the front are ordinary sand pear branches grafted onto the peach tree, and the one on the left is the pear tree branches grafted onto the peach tree... "

Only then did Tian Jing realize that if he looked carefully, the roots of the pear trees on the left were indeed slightly different from those here. They looked like they were indeed peach trees!

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, turned his head, and subconsciously moved under the pear trees.

He was educated in a well-known family, and his family education could even be traced back to Xu Xing. In addition, he was quite talented in agriculture, so he had some knowledge of the principles of farming.

But what he saw today completely overturned his understanding of agriculture.

Seeing the shocked expression on Tian Jing's face, several Mohist disciples felt indescribably happy. They completely forgot that the first time they talked about grafting technology, they acted even more unbearable.

"Actually, it's more than just that. Did you see that our area..."

As he spoke, he put one hand on his hip and used the other hand to draw a circle around the large fruit forest in front of him.

"This area is the experimental field that our family, Juzi, took us to transform. There are pear trees, peach trees, apricot trees, plum trees, tangerine trees... We have tried to graft all the varieties we can find... "

His expression was like that of a victorious general, pointing at the thousands of troops in front of him, and his expression was full of pride.

Tian Jing's eyes were enthusiastic after hearing this. He looked around the pear tree and marveled.

He never imagined that two kinds of trees could be connected together!
The key point is that it actually bears fruit, even more than ordinary fruit trees, and even the taste seems to be much better than the original one. Although the pear just now was not ripe yet, he had studied these things quite well. Even if it was not ripe, he could roughly judge what the situation was like.

The pear I just tasted will definitely taste more delicious than ordinary pears when it matures.

"It's incredible—"

After Tian Jing observed it for a long time, he took a deep breath and sighed sincerely.

"I didn't expect that your Mo family has unknowingly traveled such a long distance and made such great achievements in the field of farming. It is beyond our reach..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this sincere sigh, several Mohist disciples became a little uncomfortable.

The young Mohist disciple in the lead coughed dryly.

"Ahem—Brother Tian is exaggerating. In fact, the reason why we can do this is because of the guidance of His Highness the Emperor Taisun..."

When Tian Jing and Yong Chi heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned. They looked at each other subconsciously and saw the incredible look in each other's eyes.

The grandson of the emperor had a dexterous mind and was good at all kinds of craftsmanship. He was able to make many ingenious new agricultural tools that greatly improved farmers' farming efficiency. Unexpectedly, his research on farming techniques had reached such an incredible level.

At this moment, Tian Jing suddenly remembered another terrible thought.

He got carried away and grabbed the Mohist disciple's wrist.

"My dear friend, could it be that the hybrid rice you just mentioned came from the advice of the Emperor's grandson?"

The Mo family disciple nodded honestly.

"Yes, it's just that the study of hybrid rice is too esoteric and unpredictable, far beyond the skills of these grafting techniques. We, Junzi, have led us here to study and figure it out for a long time, and we haven't figured out the way yet..."

Tian Jing was shocked by this novel technology and couldn't help himself, but Yong Chi suddenly thought of another incredible question.

"If hybrid rice is successfully researched, will it be like these pear trees?"

In his mind, a scene of trees all over the mountains and fields covered with heavy ears of rice appeared subconsciously! (End of chapter)