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The group quickly arrived at the small mountain stream near the Afang Academy, which had been designated as a restricted area.

Looking at the plants that were obviously a little languid, the First Emperor couldn't help but frown. Ying Xi, Wang Jian, Wei Liaozi, Feng Quji and others also looked nervous, but Zhao Ying, who was standing aside, looked very calm.

There is a certain rate of loss when transplanting plants.

And the more delicate and precious the plants are, the more this is true. Once these plants leave their specific environment, they may not be able to survive. He was mentally prepared for this.

But when something really went wrong, he was a little nervous.

Who wouldn't want to taste this fruit?

At this time, the branches and leaves are already drooping, and the fruits have lost their luster.

"Your Majesty, I have been personally taking care of this strange plant, but it still has problems. It may be because the environment is not suitable, or the soil is not fertile enough..."

Tian Ji was also a little nervous.

It was not that he was intimidated by the momentum and gazes of the First Emperor and others, but that he was worried that he would not be able to complete the task assigned to him by Zhao Ying.

He now admires Zhao Ying's achievements in farming so much that he wants to treat him as a teacher and follow him around to ask for advice every day, for fear of losing the favor of this big man.

Zhao Ying nodded.

"It's okay, just do your best. Besides, although this rare plant is precious, it is nothing compared to what you are researching now. Don't delay the progress of the research over there because of this mission..."

Upon hearing this, Tian Ji bowed solemnly.

"promise!"

Looking at Zhao Ying's eyes again, they became even more fanatical.

The First Emperor and Wang Jian also noticed the conversation between the two and were a little surprised. What could be more important than this strange plant in the eyes of the two?

"Are you talking about the experimental field that Minister Tian built?"

The First Emperor sounded a little uncertain.

He naturally knew that Tian Ji was transferred by Zhao Ying to Afang Academy to specialize in farming techniques. He also heard that Tian Ji learned a fruit grafting technique from Zhao Ying, and the first batch of grafted fruits were about to mature.

I heard that it is growing very well.

He had heard people mention hybrid rice, but he didn't know much about the other things.

But finding ways to increase food production was naturally politically correct in this era. The First Emperor would not stop a Mohist scholar like Tian Ji from personally tilling the fields and conducting research. In fact, before he abdicated, he even issued an imperial edict to commend him.

But Tian Ji and a group of farm boys had been busy for a whole year and had planted several crops of rice, but there was no movement at all. Over time, he no longer paid much attention to it.

At this moment, when he heard the conversation between Zhao Ying and Tian Ji, his attention was immediately drawn to it.

"Yes, if Minister Tian's experimental field can succeed, it will be a glorious feat that will be remembered for thousands of years. This alone is enough to be included in the Shrine of Heroes and the Lingyan Pavilion, and be ranked first."

After receiving such affirmation from Zhao Ying, even though Tian Ji was indifferent to fame and gain and did not seek personal gain, he still could not help but feel his blood boiling and his mind agitated. He bowed down and said sincerely.

"If I can achieve a little success, it is all thanks to your Majesty's guidance and instruction."

The expressions of the First Emperor and others finally changed, and they completely came back to their senses from that rare plant.

Especially Wang Jian, who looked at the two people in front of him with suspicion.

Can farming help you get the first place in Lingyan Pavilion and Yingli Shrine?
Seeing everyone's inquiring eyes, Zhao Ying explained with a smile.

"Before this matter is successful and results are not achieved, Minister Tian and I are unwilling to say more to the public, lest people in the world think that we are trying to attract attention and overestimating our own capabilities—"

Having said that, Zhao Ying looked at Tian Ji who was standing respectfully beside him.

"I also don't want such a noble and selfless Mohist sage like Minister Tian to be unnecessarily humiliated, so I have never mentioned the greatness of what he did to the outside world..."

Tian Ji only felt a warm current surging in his heart.

"Thank you for your love and care, Your Majesty. I have nothing else to repay you, except to devote my entire life to developing the hybrid rice you taught me, so that people all over the world will no longer suffer from hunger..."

Zhao Ying looked at Tian Ji's dark face, his calloused hands, and his muddy straw sandals, and he couldn't tell what he felt. Every era is full of such kind-hearted people who are dedicated to the people.

How could such a school, such an ideal, and such a person be allowed to disappear like dust in the long river of history and be completely devoured by a group of Confucian scholars under the banner of Confucius?

"Mr. Tian is a righteous man. Future generations will always remember the Mohist achievement today!"

Having said this, Zhao Ying looked around at everyone.

"But today the Emperor asked about it, and you all want to know more, so I can explain it briefly."

Looking at everyone's scrutinizing gazes, Zhao Ying let out a sigh of relief.

"If hybrid rice can be successfully developed, it can produce dozens of dan per mu. You should know what this means..."

Everyone, including the First Emperor, couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Looking at Tian Ji, whose face was dark and looked like an old farmer, their eyes were filled with shock.

They know that His Majesty never speaks without thinking.

If it is really as Your Majesty said, and Tian Ji can really grow grains that can produce dozens of shi per mu, not to mention being ranked first in the Lingyan Pavilion, it would not be an exaggeration to even give him the title of a saint and build a temple to worship him.

They were all the top talents in the Qin Dynasty, and naturally knew what rice, which could feed everyone in the world, meant to an empire.

Compared with the hybrid rice, this rare and unique plant in front of us is really nothing.

"Good, what Tian Qing has done will benefit the present and future generations. You should work harder!"

The look in the Emperor's eyes when he looked at Tian Ji softened noticeably, and the initial thought of holding him accountable also completely disappeared without a trace.

Tian Ji said respectfully.

"Yes, I will do my best."

The First Emperor nodded slightly, then turned his gaze back to the strange plant in front of him.

"Mr. Tian, ​​based on your experience, is there any hope of keeping this strange plant alive?"

Tian Ji hesitated for a moment and bowed.

"Or you can pick off the fruit and trim its branches to reduce its loss..."

The principle of Tian Ji is very simple. Since the land cannot provide enough nutrients for its growth due to transplantation, the nutrients that this unique plant needs to provide will be reduced.

The First Emperor subconsciously turned his head to look at Zhao Ying, who nodded. "I think the method that Mr. Tian mentioned can be tried—"

After getting Zhao Ying's approval, the First Emperor no longer hesitated and nodded decisively.

"Okay, let's follow Tian Qing's advice!"

At this point, he added a rare sentence.

"Even if we really can't save him, I won't blame you. Just focus on saving him and don't worry..."

Tian Ji bowed and accepted the order.

He personally held the scissors, picked the last three fruits on the tree, and presented them to the First Emperor who was guarding nearby. Then he carefully trimmed off the excess branches and leaves before stepping aside.

The First Emperor's attention was all on the rare plant at this time, and he didn't notice that Zhao Ying, with his sharp senses, was the first to notice that Wang Jian, Ying Xi and others' breathing had become noticeably heavier.

Although he still maintained a calm demeanor, his eyes, which secretly glanced at the three fruits in the First Emperor's hand, revealed an uncontrollable passion.

If that rare plant died, the three in the hands of the First Emperor would most likely be the last three in the world!

The First Emperor came to his senses and looked at the three fruits in his hand.

Compared with the few treasures in his palace, the color was obviously dull. He hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at Zhao Ying beside him.

"My body has almost recovered. I'll leave these three fruits to you..."

When the First Emperor said this, the expressions of Ying Xi, Wang Jian and others suddenly became tense.

Zhao Ying took in the reactions of several people, but after a moment's hesitation, he took it with a smile.

"There are exactly three left, and my family just had three children this year. Isn't this something that has already been arranged by fate?"

Having said that, Zhao Ying smiled with a relaxed look.

"If you don't take what God gives you, you will be blamed. As a father, I should consider my descendants and obey God's arrangement. In this case, I will give these three fruits to my three children..."

After saying this, he carefully put away the jade box and looked at Zhuigu and Yingbu who were accompanying him.

"Go, send these back and give them to the eldest princess Pan, the eldest son Yu, and the second son Changsheng respectively. Have their mothers feed them personally."

Zhui Gu and Ying Bu took it solemnly, and immediately left with a group of people.

It was not until Zhui Gu and Ying Bu's troops gradually disappeared that Ying Xi, Wang Jian and others reluctantly withdrew their gazes.

They had their own ideas in mind, but they couldn't find any reason to complain about His Majesty's arrangements.

As a father, he himself is reluctant to eat, so what can be wrong in giving the food to his own children? Therefore, they looked at the strange plant that was cut into pieces again, and their eyes became more nervous.

……

After the excitement died down, the First Emperor and Zhao Ying returned to the palace, while Ying Xi, Wang Jian and others went back with mixed feelings.

As several people entered the palace, a piece of news spread that Gongzi Gao had indeed presented a rare plant to the emperor after returning to Beijing yesterday. The fruit on the plant has the effect of strengthening the body and prolonging life. Now that the emperor has eaten the fruit, his health has completely improved.

Now, that rare plant has been transplanted to a forbidden area within the Afang Academy.

At the same time, His Majesty has publicly promised that once this rare plant is successfully transplanted, all the heroes of the time who are qualified to enter the Lingyan Pavilion will have the hope of obtaining a fruit from this rare plant.

Soon, this news was confirmed by the palace.

Suddenly, public opinion was in an uproar.

The hearts of countless people suddenly became eager.

The number of visitors to the Left Prime Minister's Mansion, the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and the Shangqing Mansion, which were already crowded with people because of the selection of candidates for the Martyrs' Shrine and the Lingyan Pavilion, increased sharply again.

Some people even went so far as to disgrace themselves and visit late at night, wanting to have a good discussion with the three important officials about their own and even their ancestors' great achievements.

This caused Li Si, Feng Quji and Meng Yi a lot of headaches.

Your Majesty is not someone who is easily fooled, especially now that the First Emperor is still alive and well. No, he is more energetic than before. Who dares to do anything tricky under his nose?

But there are some things that cannot be rejected outright.

He could only pat his chest, repeatedly assure people that he would consider it carefully, and then politely decline everyone's "kindness". But the effect was not very good. After all, those who were willing to put down their dignity and talk to the three big guys in the middle of the night probably thought they didn't have much chance. If it was really like the Wuchenghou family, who would be willing to bow their heads?

Therefore, although I dare not turn against you, I can't help feeling resentful in my heart.

When Zhao Ying heard the news, he couldn't help but laugh.

Naturally, he would not pursue such matters. Everyone has the desire to make progress. As long as they did not deviate from the laws of the court and messed up important affairs of the court, he would not interfere.

Along with this news, the selection of people to oversee the construction of the Martyrs' Monument, the Martyrs' Shrine, and the Lingyan Pavilion also spread.

The world-famous Huang Shi Gong is the director of this project. He has just assisted Prince Gao in finding a rare herb overseas, the immortal master Xu Fu who cured the First Emperor's illness; Feng Chang Dian Yue who is proficient in feng shui; Shao Fu Shi Lu who is in charge of the construction; and Zhang Liang, the most trusted and trusted minister of His Majesty, and others are assisting!
The only major national affairs are sacrifice and military affairs.

The Martyrs' Monument, the Martyrs' Shrine, and the Lingyan Pavilion are related to the foundation of the country and have extraordinary significance. The selection of the sites for the three must be done with caution. Therefore, although Huang Shigong's knowledge is highly respected, no one dares to put all the pressure on him.

There were countless skilled craftsmen in the Qin Dynasty, as well as many extraordinary people.

With so many people watching, even if someone wanted to do something about this matter, it would not be hidden from everyone's eyes.

Old Man Huangshi took Xu Fu, Zhang Liang, Feng Chang Dianle and others to climb up to a high place and look far into the distance, carefully observing the direction of mountains and rivers, and explored the geographical distribution of the entire Xianyang city. Only then did they finally determine the addresses of the Martyrs' Monument, the Martyrs' Shrine and the Lingyan Pavilion, and reported them to Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying carefully examined the site selection in front of him and nodded slightly.

Although he was not proficient in Feng Shui, he had read a lot of books and had some understanding of the principles behind it.

The locations of these three are exactly on the central axis of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor in Mount Li and the Xianyang Palace. As the ancestral temples of the Qin Dynasty echo each other in the distance, they form a situation of being guarded by a group of stars.

"Good, you are all very thoughtful."

Zhao Ying looked at Huang Shigong, Zhang Liang and others with great satisfaction.

"According to this site selection, we will start construction as soon as possible..."

In this era, there are extremely strict requirements on the type of building, the specifications and the style. There cannot be the slightest transgression. Simple, majestic, solemn and dignified are the style and characteristics of this era.

Compared with the fancy designs of later generations, it is many times more sophisticated.

Zhao Ying never meddled in these professional fields. (End of this chapter)