my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 53 Qu Yuanli (in PK, please follow up)
The First Emperor's attitude towards the young prince Ying made him feel even more uneasy.

But obviously, none of the four people in front would pay attention to his thoughts. At this time, several people were walking in this beautiful countryside at leisure.

Around, not far away, there are a group of elite Xuanjia.

Since the first emperor was assassinated one after another, every time the first emperor went out, he would bring enough guards to carry out strict investigation and protection.

"This year, the weather is good and the land is moist. If the farming is timely, next year will definitely be another bumper harvest..."

Looking at the people who were plowing in twos and threes in the field, Wang Jian stroked his beard and put his hands behind his back, like an old farmer in the field, he introduced today's moisture with great interest.

Qin Shihuang smiled and nodded in response.

"I have read the reports from the local farms. Except for the drought in Hanoi County, autumn rains have already fallen in other places. The soil moisture is really good, and the cultivation situation is much better than last year. Almost [-]% of the land has already died. The farming is over..."

Tian Dian is an official in charge of farmland cultivation in the Qin Dynasty. Every year at the end of August, he must truthfully and punctually report various agricultural data, including rainfall conditions, cultivation conditions, crop growth, earing land area, and land that has been reclaimed but not cultivated. The amount of land, and whether there are other natural disasters and so on.

The meticulousness of the terms and items and the in-depth investigation are amazing.

The imperial court not only uses this data to assess officials, but also uses this data to verify and formulate tax standards for the coming year.

During this period of time, Zhao Ying took the time to read through the works of Legalism, Mohism, and Farming, and he had already passed the state of taking it for granted when he just crossed.

At this time, several people happened to walk to a field that was being plowed.

Looking at the old farmer who was leading the oxen, holding the plow, and holding his trouser legs, the first emperor suddenly felt moved. He glanced at his grandson who was supporting him, and stopped in his tracks.

Look around.

"Two old generals, are you interested in plowing a few times with me..."

"I'm so happy, to be honest, the veteran's best thing is not fighting, but farming. If you don't farm for a year, you will feel itchy..."

Wang Jian happily took off his coat and rolled up his trousers.

"Heh - you're the best at it, just farming, that's all the old man left to do..."

Meng Wu rolled up his trousers while talking.

The plow used to plow the land in the Qin Dynasty was still a traditional and backward two-oxen.

The so-called two oxen carrying a bar means that two oxen are pulling a plow.

This kind of plow has a straight plow share.

The depth of breaking the soil is not enough. In order to ensure the depth of the plowing, when plowing the ground, a person needs to squat on the crossbar above the plowshare to press down, which invisibly increases the difficulty of breaking the soil again.

Therefore, such a plowshare generally requires two cattle to pull it.With the addition of the oxen and the plow-handlers, two oxen and four people are needed to plow the land...

Although Zhao Ying already knew it was this kind of plowshare from the farmer's books, it was the first time he had seen the real thing after traveling through time.

The First Emperor rolled up his trouser legs, rolled up his sleeves, and held the plow himself, while Wang Jian and Meng Wu, old enemies, led a cow by himself. pole.

He is now over 1.8 meters tall, tall and burly, and weighs more than 180 kilograms. When he jumped up, the plowshare immediately dropped by three points.

The two old cows could barely move.

"Driving - oh oh oh -"

In the Qin Dynasty, the land was intertwined with rice paddies, and one mu of land was 240 steps long, and each step was six feet long, and each foot was about 23 centimeters today!

Converted to today's data, a piece of land is more than 330 meters long.

Supporting a plow is really not an easy job, especially when using a straight-shaft plow, it is even more tiring. With Shi Huangdi's current physique, how could he be able to withstand it.

As soon as I got to the middle of the ground, I was too tired to keep up.

Seeing that Emperor Shihuang was sweating from his temples, and his breath was a little scattered, Zhao Ying jumped off the crossbar with a smile, walked to Emperor Shihuang's side, and grabbed it without any explanation.

"Father, you rest first, I'll come..."

The First Emperor allowed his grandson to snatch the plow in his hand, and while wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, he cursed with a smile.

"You bastard who doesn't know anything about farming, how can someone plow the land and not press it down..."

Well, halfway through the conversation, I couldn't continue, because Zhao Ying grabbed the handrail with one hand, and with a little force, the plowshare fell a lot.

First Emperor:……

Forgot about the ability of this dog to be a bear!
With Zhao Ying's joining, the two cows became much more brisk, and after a while, they came back and forth.

Go to the field and drop the plow.

Zhao Ying complained with a smile.

"Who designed this plow? It's really difficult to use. It's very good. Why don't you make this shaft curved, so it's so hard to plow the ground..."

"Full of mustache—cough, it's twisted, how do you do it?"

The first emperor was about to scold him for not being able to understand farming, but suddenly he changed his words back abruptly.

He thought of Huangsun Mill and Huangsun Che that he had just seen.

What if, this dog can come up with a whim again?
Zhao Ying pretended not to hear it, looked around, reached out and pulled the long sword hanging from Zhao Gao's waist.Holding it like a tree branch, he roughly drew the shape of Qu Yuanli on the ground.

Zhao Gao: ...

He almost turned his face on the spot.

As a world-renowned sword master, he regards his long sword as his life. He never imagined that one day, someone would use it as a branch.

Is it tolerable, who——

No one has to bear it!

Glancing at Shi Huangdi, Wang Jian and Meng Wu who were squatting beside Zhao Ying with great interest, he calmly swallowed his anger back.

"Does this thing work for you?"

Looking at the strange-looking plow in front of him, Shi Huang asked with some doubts.

He looked at Zhao Ying, wanting to gain some confidence from Zhao Ying.

Who knows, Zhao Ying clapped his hands very simply, shook his hands and threw the long sword to Zhao Gao.Zhao Gao hurriedly took his long sword, and wiped the dirt on it with a distressed expression.

"It doesn't matter whether it works or not, it's a big deal, you'll know if you don't try it..."

First Emperor:……

Why do I want to beat him up so much!

"Go and try—"

The First Emperor glanced at it, holding the clothes in his hands, and Zhao Gao, who was waiting on the side, waved his hands casually.

"promise--"

Zhao Gao observed the ground carefully, using his own sword to draw the sketch, firmly remembered him in his mind, and then quickly walked into the farm.

The farm of Zhao Ying's family has ready-made craftsmen and blueprints, and it will not take long to build a mere Quyuanli under the full rush.

Just as the First Emperor was sitting on the ground, basking in the sun and chatting, Zhao Gao hurried back with a plow on his shoulders.

"Your Majesty, please take a look at—"

(End of this chapter)