Great Qin Emperor Teacher: I teach Ying Zheng to become an emperor through the ages!

Chapter 153
Wei Wenjun tossed and turned in bed.

All he could think about was the rain, and no one was more worried than him.

Qin Chuan would not suddenly dig ditches and drainage ditches. There must be some reason for this, but no one would believe it if he said he was spying on the sky.

In the middle of the night, Wei Wenjun was too tired.

His eyelids were heavy as if filled with lead, and Ying Sheng fell into a deep sleep. He didn't know how many hours he had slept.

Before dawn, I heard someone knocking heavily on the door.

"My son, my son"

Wei Wenjun turned over and continued to sleep.

"Young master, get up quickly, the rain is too heavy, our clan's grain fields have already begun to be washed away"

It was Wei Hong who was outside the door.

He roared loudly, but his voice disappeared in the wind and rain. In desperation, he could only kick open the door.

Suddenly
A gust of cold wind blows toward my face.

Wei Wenjun shivered, then slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and saw that the floor was covered with water.

And Wei Hong was standing in front of him wearing a coir raincoat!

His whole body was soaked by the rain, and in the violent wind and rain, the coir raincoat and bamboo hat were completely useless.

Wei Wenjun's expression suddenly shook!
The sound of the rain hitting the tiles outside the door could be heard, and every sound hurt Wei Wenjun's heart.

"Oops!"

Ying Sheng slapped his thigh suddenly, then quickly put on his clothes and wanted to rush out the door.

But it was raining too much.

The ground is muddy.

His favorite white clothes were stained with rainwater and splashed with countless yellow mud spots, which made him extremely tired.

The sky is slightly bright, and the gate of Xianyang City opens!

"Wei Hong, prepare your horse quickly. Let's go to the grain field to have a look. This is the critical stage of the growth of the field seedlings and cannot be ignored."

Wei Hong: "."

Only when you can't wait to feel anxious?
Originally, the Ying clan didn't have to worry at all, because even if there was no harvest in farming, there were other industries to fill in.

But this year, Wei Wenjun is headstrong and self-righteous!
Let the clan give up other industries and come back to farming. Now it seems that this is undoubtedly a huge decision-making mistake this year.

"How to do how to do!?"

Ying Sheng was like an ant on a hot pot, turning around and screaming at Wei Hong.

Wei Hong didn't know what to do, he thought to himself that you are the master, and I'm just your pawn.

The two finally rode out of the city, and all they saw along the way were messy scenes.

The rain has converged into a river, and the river that was originally dry is now flowing violently.

The barren fields of the clan were washed away in a disfigured state, and all the seedlings died young, destroyed once, and could not be saved.

"Young master. It's all over!"

Wei Hong is a little bit iron, if the person in front of him is not his master, he can't wait to split this person in half with a sword.

Ying Sheng didn't speak.

He just sat on the horseback, listening to the howling rain, looking at the messy plowing fields, his eyes became more and more disappointed.

suddenly
Then I heard a puff!
A huge mouthful of fresh blood gushed out, and the blood was instantly diluted by the rain and disappeared.

He completely lost his intuition, his eyes were blackened, and then he fell off the horse and hit the ground hard.

"Young Master. Young Master"

Wei Hong quickly got off his horse and helped Ying Sheng up.

Stretching out his finger in front of Yingsheng, he found that he was still breathing, but it was very weak.

"Come, come, come"

No matter how loud Wei Hong shouted, no one could hear him at all.

Wei Hong could only put Wei Wenjun Ying Sheng on the horse's back, took the rein, and walked slowly towards the city.
Zhangtai Palace.

Also unable to sleep was Qin Wang Yingyiren.

He was in the main hall, looking at the sky melancholy, only the clouds were densely covered, and the rain was pouring down, it was because he was too anxious.

Behind him, a delicate figure put a cloak on Ying Yiren.

Zhao Ji looked at Ying Yiren gracefully.

"My lord, what are you thinking?"

Ying Yiren's expression could hardly conceal his disappointment. After sighing twice, he said quietly:
"With so much rain in Xianyang City, it is estimated that the surrounding grain fields have been washed away. It seems that the beginning of this year is not good."

The grain fields were destroyed, what did the people eat and drink?
Moreover, Daqin's food demand will still increase in the coming year.

When this topic was mentioned, Zhao Ji's face suddenly became a little serious, and then she said calmly:
"Your Majesty is dedicated to serving the people, and you are truly the Holy Lord!"

"You don't want to flatter the widow. The widow's ears are almost callused after hearing such words these days."

Zhao Ji smiled without saying a word.

"Has your Majesty heard any gossip recently?"

Ying Yiren shook his head, he had never been interested in these rumors.

"Which aspect is the lady referring to?"

Zhao Ji said:

"I heard that Mr. Qin Chuan ordered people to dig ditches around the experimental field a few days ago, as if it was for drainage. It seems that he knew that there would be heavy rain in the next few days."

"There is such a thing?!"

Ying Yiren really hadn't heard of it.

If all this is true, then wouldn’t Mr. know astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom?
But Ying Yiren turned around and was very puzzled.

"If Mister knew about this in advance, why didn't you tell the people in Xianyang City and save them from the disaster?"

Zhao Ji shook her head:

"It's not that the husband didn't tell, but everyone saw what the husband did and guessed the function of the canal, but everyone didn't believe that it would rain, and the ancestors didn't dig a canal around the plowing field before. .”

Suddenly.

Ying Yiren understood that it wasn't that Qin Chuan didn't tell, but that Qin Chuan couldn't tell, and if he said it, he would be regarded as mentally abnormal.

But it turns out that Mr. has indeed taken precautions!
"It seems that now we can only place our hopes on Mr.

Ying Yiren sighed again.

Now as long as Qin Chuan's experimental field is not damaged, he did not expect that the potato would become a savior in the end.

But Ying Yiren had never seen a potato before, so he still didn't want to believe it!

"Ma'am, tomorrow you ask Zheng'er to visit Mr.'s experimental field. There will be nothing wrong with the experimental field. This is Qin's hope."

"My concubine remembers, don't worry, Your Majesty!"

The rain outside the door still hasn't stopped.

But at this moment, a little eunuch hurried in and bowed slightly to Ying Yiren and Zhao Ji:

"Slaves pay homage to the king and concubine"

"what's up?"

Ying Yiren asked indifferently.

The little eunuch was not nervous, and said in an orderly manner:

"Your Majesty, someone outside the palace reported that Wei Wenjun Yingsheng suddenly vomited blood and fainted, and he has not woken up to this day."

"Brother?! What's wrong with him?"

The little eunuch said:

"It seems to be in a hurry, and I'm angry. The Ying clan is now extremely boiling. There are already many clan members who want to meet the king, and they are on their way to the city."

Ying Yiren and Zhao Ji looked at each other, wondering what happened.
(End of this chapter)