Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 87 The first emperor is moved, Daqin's longevity medicine!
In the palace, Zou Feng, who was over seventy years old, sat opposite the first emperor.

The First Emperor said nothing, while Zou Feng hunched over and stared at the charts and the world map on the table.

Zou Feng, a direct descendant of Zou Yan, a contemporary representative of the Yin Yang family, and a man of great power who once determined the fate of the Great Qin Dynasty.

The Great Kyushu said, the promoter of the Five Virtues always said.

At the same time, he is also a stargazer.

In Qidi, Zou Feng has many disciples and has a good reputation. Although he has retired, the heroism of denouncing hundreds of schools for Qin Zheng's destiny is still as clear as yesterday.

At this moment, such a well-known old man looked at the chart and the world map on the desk, but his fingers were trembling with excitement.

"That's right! That's right!"

It has been a long time since Zou Yan passed away. Whether the Great Kyushu theory was Zou Yan's conjecture or Zou Yan's calculation is unverifiable, but the disciples of the Yin-Yang family have undoubtedly regarded the Great Kyushu theory as Guigao, a disciple of the Yin-Yang family, and even most Qi It is a theory for the local nobles and common people to understand the world.

The land is close to the sea, and it naturally has the popular soil of Greater Kyushu.

It's a pity that the current mainstream is still the Kyushu theory, even if there is Emperor Shihuang standing in line for the Great Kyushu theory.

Looking at the slightly scribbled world map drawn by Zhao Si, the names of Kyushu flashed one by one.

Shenzhou, Rongzhou, Yangzhou, Yizhou, Hezhou, Zhuzhou, Xuanzhou, Yingzhou, Bozhou.

Zou Yan's Great Kyushu Theory has always been the way for disciples of the Yin-Yang family to understand the world. Since Zou Yan, each generation of disciples has been supplementing the Great Kyushu Theory.

Among them, there is no lack of borrowing from ancient books and books, wandering the world, unfortunately, it is so easy to step out of the four poles of the world.

The world map is not Kyushu, Zhao Si drew a standard world map, but Zou Yan still preconceived it into the Great Kyushu theory, and compared them one by one according to the description of the Great Kyushu theory.

"Your Majesty! This is China!" Zou Feng pointed to the entire Chinese cultural circle, including the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and Siberia.

"This place should be Rongzhou!" Zou Feng pointed to Southeast Asia and Oceania.

"This is Yangzhou." This time he was referring to the Indian subcontinent.

"This is Yizhou!" Zou Feng pointed to Central Asia.

"This is Hezhou!" Zou Feng pointed to Africa.

"This is Zhuzhou!" Zou Feng pointed to Europe.

"This is Xuanzhou!" This refers to North America.

"This is Yingzhou!" Zou Feng pointed to Central and South America.

"Here, it should be Bozhou!" Zou Feng pointed to the South Pole!
In fact, there is a big difference between the real landform division of the world map and the Great Kyushu theory of the Yin Yang family, but this is not important.

The theory that Da Kyushu said is that conjecture is bigger than reality, and its core is to infer big things from small things that have been fulfilled.

This is the core methodology of Yin Yang School.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if there are discrepancies, as long as it is proved that there is a vast fertile soil beyond the four poles, it can prove the correctness of the Great Kyushu theory.

The First Emperor pondered slightly and nodded, but before he could speak, Zou Feng couldn't wait to speak again: "Your Majesty, can I have a meeting with Zhao Si!"

Although Zou Feng was excited, it was impossible for him to listen to what Zhao Si said alone. It was only reliable for the disciples of the Yin Yang family to go there to see how the Great Kyushu was.

Zhao Si, as the leader of returning to Qin from overseas and the leader of the crew, is the core target that Zou Feng needs to fight for.

Yes, Zou Feng not only intends to write a letter to open the sea, but also intends to deceive the crew who returned this time, especially Zhao Si!
Zhao Si is the core figure, he has the experience of leading sea voyages, and personally crossed the four poles of the world to set foot overseas.

Zhao Si definitely wanted it, and it would be best if he could promote the theory of the Yin-Yang family by the way, and it would be best to absorb Zhao Si and even all the crew members into the Yin-Yang family.

Of course, the first emperor knew Zou Feng's thoughts, but the first emperor did not intend to let Zhao Si continue to go to sea. He planned to give the leading power of this trip to the Yinyang family instead of Zhao Si. Zhao Si planned to stay in Xianyang for other purposes.

However, Zou Feng's request was only to meet with the previous one, and Zhao Si's fate was up to the First Emperor, just as he was about to agree, he saw Meng Yi hurriedly bowing before the palace gate with a happy face.

"Your Majesty! Lan Tian hastened to play!" Meng Yi had an unconcealable smug look on his face.

"Sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, the three new crops have all grown!"

The first emperor's slightly tapping index finger stopped.

"How's the output?" The voice was very calm, and Shi Huangdi's expression was casual, but loud.

"I've already pulled some, and roughly estimate that the yield of sweet potatoes is about four to five thousand catties per mu, that of potatoes is about one or two thousand catties per mu, and that of corn is about three hundred catties." Although Meng Yi had read the memorial in advance, Meng Yi still felt very uncomfortable when he opened his mouth to report. It's not true, even before he came here, he specially sent someone to Lantian to ask if the data was written badly.

The result was confirmed to be correct, and by the way, there were samples of sweet potatoes, potatoes and corns that were picked and delivered.

"Hmm..." Shihuang, the manuscript that was originally prepared was interrupted by this amazing output, so that his fingers were slightly stiff. Although he had experienced countless storms and waves, the shock that he heard the news suddenly was still unparalleled. .

"Look, Your Majesty, this is a new breed!"

Meng Yi took out two fist-sized sweet potatoes and fist-sized potatoes from his bosom, as well as yellow and clear corn that was as thick as a forearm and full of grains.

The First Emperor got up and didn't wait for Meng Yi to hand it over and got up to take it.

Emperor Shihuang was no stranger to sweet potatoes, and he often played with them in private after he returned from beating Zhao Si.

That is a crop with a yield of [-] catties per mu. Although Zhao Si has tried his best to clarify the shortcomings of these two crops, the yield of [-] catties per mu is enough to make up for all the shortcomings.

The previous sweet potatoes had already been bald by the first emperor, how could the first emperor not be familiar with them, but the newly unearthed, soil-stained sweet potatoes were held in the palm of each hand by the first emperor.

Different from the sweet potatoes Zhao Si brought back from Langya before, the sweet potatoes produced this time are much larger than the seeds Zhao Si brought back.

In the past, sweet potatoes could be held and played with one hand, but now, big sweet potatoes can’t even be held with one hand, so they are more than twice as big?
"Four to five thousand catties per mu?" Before Emperor Shihuang could speak, Zou Feng stood up tremblingly, bent his waist and looked at the sweet potatoes in Shihuang's hands, as if looking at some rare treasure.

"Is this the new crop brought back from overseas?" Zou Feng looked at it eagerly, wanting to hold it in his hand for a closer look, but Emperor Shi Huang had no intention of handing it to Zou Feng, holding it with both hands, with a solemn face and sharp eyes.

"Meng Shangqing's words are serious?" Zou Feng asked.

"I just pulled out a few plants, and the estimated yield probably won't vary too much." Meng Yi said with a smile.

The official harvest must wait until the first emperor agrees before it can start.Estimated output in advance is to facilitate policy response.

The output is too low, and the harvest is done in obscurity.

The output is high, so it is natural to use this to publicize it. The destiny is in Qin, so why not, otherwise, why is there such a god food?

According to this outrageous yield, I am afraid that it is not necessary to announce to the world, pray to the mountains and rivers, pay homage to the ancestors of Shennong, and the official harvest will only be made after all civil and military officials arrive.

At this moment, the meaning of these three new grains is far from grain.

What food, this is auspicious!How can there be grain that can produce several thousand catties per mu?

"Let's drive!" At this moment, Emperor Shihuang looked full of vigor and vitality, without any signs of being nearly fifty years old.

He couldn't wait, he couldn't wait for the day when he would tell the world, pray to the mountains and rivers, and pay homage to the ancestors of Shennong.

He wants to go to Lantian first to harvest some by himself!
Without any hesitation, Meng Yi dispatched chariots and horses to drive for the First Emperor.

"Your Majesty, can the old minister go with you!" Zou Feng's expression was full of hope.

This is several thousand catties of grain per mu. Who wouldn't want to see it with their own eyes?What's more, Lantian Daying also has Zhao Si, whom he has been trying to abduct, and the crew members who have returned from the sea.

The First Emperor nodded, and Meng Yi personally helped the nuns to board the chariot. The soldiers guarded them, and the chariot accompanied them, pointing directly at Lantian.

In the current Lantian camp, the soldiers and crew members who were farming together, even Zhao Si and Wang Li, didn't care about other things, they gathered around the field together, chatting with each other.

Now that the three new grains have matured, and the high yields are predictable, it is just waiting for the harvest to determine the specific yield. Who else can do other things?

Zhao Si himself can't read the book anymore. It's not that he has never seen sweet potatoes, but in a different environment, the meaning is quite different.

What is placed on it is not only the lives of thousands of people, but also the future of Great Qin.

Zhao Si even had an unknown anxiety. He knew that if the production of sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corns would not drop, he would be able to leave his name in history [-]%, and his historical status would be very high.

He also knew that, standing on the edge of Great Qin, this time, history would be changed for him, and the Land of Zhuxia would usher in a new destiny.

How miraculous this is, from a bystander to a key man who promotes the change of history, especially when Zhao Si knows the two historical contexts, he has even started to think about how the future generations should boast about his achievements.

Including Wang Li, the same is true!
Even if he is the eldest of the third generation of Daqin, he still can't escape the sense of witness that makes goosebumps all over his body.

"You say, how many catties can be produced per mu?"

"I guess the yield of sweet potatoes is six thousand catties per mu!"

"I guess four thousand catties!"

A group of people chattered and couldn't calm down for a long time, until the carriage of the first emperor came to Lantian, and the first emperor walked out of it by himself.

The originally twittering land instantly returned to tranquility, soldiers, crew members, Wang Li, Zhao Si all respectfully bowed to the side.

The First Emperor didn't show any expression, nor did he respond to everyone's salute.

Just accompanied by Meng Yi and Zou Feng, he walked to the field that he had seen many times.

Yellow corn... light green sweet potato vines, withered yellow potato stems and leaves.

The first emperor came to the field very familiarly and broke off a corn. The slightly lifted corn reflected moisture under the sun, as if it was shining.

Regardless of the friction and sting of the corn stems and leaves, Shi Huang went straight through. Seeing this, Meng Yi hurried to open the way. Shi Huang walked in it like this, as if he was inspecting his own empire.

Yield per mu!Three hundred catties!The growth rate is twice as short as that of wheat!
Through the corn field, came to the junction of the sweet potato field and the potato field.

The First Emperor squatted down, rejected the tool Meng Yi handed over, and raised it himself!
A sweet potato vine with seven large sweet potatoes hanging straight from it.

A potato plant, with five fist-sized potatoes dripping from it.

The First Emperor put the corn aside, held the sweet potato he dug out by himself in one hand, and the potato in the other. He raised his head slightly and looked at the vast cultivated land where sweet potatoes and potatoes were planted.

this!Just one plant!
The First Emperor knew that the memorial brought back by Meng Yi was not a false report!
The First Emperor looked at Zhao Si and the crew members who were bowing aside, and recalled the day when Xu Fu went to sea in a trance, like a hundred giant ships in a sea city, densely packed with boys, craftsmen, and farmers!

They are about to set foot overseas, stepping out of the four poles of the world, looking for the elusive elixir for themselves.

After that, there was no news.

Until, at Langya Port, Zhao Si came back with more than a dozen ships.

I am mixed with helpless questions. There is no fairy mountain, no immortal, and no elixir of life. Fortunately, there is a little surprise. The young man who lived up to the king's order brought back three kinds of new grains, and claimed that two of them were produced per mu. Five hundred catties.

Five hundred catties per mu...

Although no elixir of life was found, the yield of [-] catties per mu was a surprise enough.

The first emperor never thought that this kid Zhao Si held back a big one, how could this be five hundred catties?It is clearly nearly ten times the output.

The First Emperor looked at Zhao Si, he vaguely remembered the conversation that day.

The lad did not bring back his own elixir.

However, he brought back Daqin's longevity medicine!
(End of this chapter)