Chapter 534 Master Zhuo of Great Qin! That's Not a Metaphor, That's the Witch's Prophecy!

September 10th, the twelfth year of the reign of Emperor Qin.

Xianyang Palace, Imperial Study Room.

After reporting on the leather tube, he hurried inside and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the prime minister has crossed the Yangtze River!"

Ying Zheng slowly put down the bamboo slips, his eyes a little complicated: "He's gone after all."

Ying Chengyu was not surprised by Xiong Qi's decision.

Although Xiong Qi, as the Prime Minister of Qin, should know the strength of the Qin Dynasty best, he also knows the political ambitions of Ying Zheng, and he also understands that Qin and Chu will eventually have a war, and Chu State is already at a disadvantage.

But not everyone can abandon the throne like Ying Chengyu.

Not everyone can be as self-aware as Ying Chengyu.

And Xiong Qi's behavior of abandoning the position of Qin's prime minister without hesitation and turning around to Chu to inherit the throne further highlights how rare Ying Chengyu's character is!

Pi Guan nodded: "On September 4th, Xiangbang left Zhaoguan."

"General Yang Duanhe impounded all the carriages belonging to Xiangbang and his party, and conducted body searches before releasing them."

"After leaving the pass for three miles, Zhu Shangzhu of Chu State Yan led thousands of cavalry to greet him, and took a boat to Helu City with the Prime Minister."

"While crossing the river, Xiangbang fell into the river and narrowly escaped death!"

Ying Zheng was slightly startled: "Is Xiangbang still alive after nearly dying?"

"How could this be?"

This information greatly exceeded Ying Zheng's expectations.

The deck of the building ship is wide, stable and solid, and you will not fall into the water even if you are dancing and fencing on it.

Even if he fell into the water, Xiong Qi would not drown due to his water quality.

Why did Xiong Qi hit two in a row, so much so that he almost died as soon as he left the territory of Daqin?

The voice of the leather pipe was a little strange: "According to the waiter's report, after Xiangbang boarded the ship, he ordered Chu Shangzhu to find a fishing rod. He fished on the river with the rod, but he caught a dragon by mistake."

"Xiangbang wrestled with the dragon and failed to win. Instead, he followed the dragon into the water!"

"I am not sure whether this is a false impression deliberately spread by the Prime Minister to confuse our country and cover up the truth."

"I'm still sending people to investigate."

Pi Guan didn't believe this news at all, and only reported it to Yingzheng because smoke bombs also had the value of smoke bombs.

After all, who would turn around and go fishing after just enjoying the joy of being a king?

Except Ying Chengyu!

After Ying Zheng was slightly startled, there was a smile on his lips: "There is no need to probe further, I think this news is true."

Facing Pi Guan's puzzled gaze, Ying Zheng's smile became more obvious: "On the day Prime Minister recommended himself to go to Guandong, Brother Wang invited Prime Minister to go fishing in Chang'an Township."

"The prime minister refused and said that he would go fishing for tender fish in the Yangtze River. It might be a good idea to ask Brother Wang to go fishing for fat fish in the Wei River."

"Brother Wang reminded the Prime Minister to be careful of the fish breaking the pole!"

"At that time, I thought Brother Wang was just talking metaphorically."

"But I never thought that what Brother Wang said was a prophecy!"

All insiders including Xiong Qi, Ying Zheng, and Ying Chengxuan believed that Ying Chengxuan was using the fishing rod as a metaphor for Xiong Qi and the fat fish as a metaphor for the throne.

Xiong Qi even used this metaphor in turn, secretly encouraging Ying Chengyu to also seize the throne.

But now, Ying Zheng understands!

Ying Chengyu wasn't making a metaphor at all, he was just prophesying again!

Pi Guan's eyes widened: "Mr. Chang'an, you are such a great witch!"

Immediately, Pi Guan wanted to laugh again: "What Xiangbang said is true. This matter can be talked about happily!"

It's just that the nature of this beautiful talk may be contrary to Xiong Qi's original intention!

Ying Zheng nodded happily: "Since Prime Minister has such an idea, how can I not help him?"

"Pi Aiqing, spread this news to the world!"

Pi Guan suppressed his laughter and bowed his hands: "Wei!"

Ying Chengyu's name was mentioned repeatedly, and Ying Zheng couldn't help but ask: "Brother Wang is still hanging out with Jin Zhi in Chang'an Township recently?"

Pi Guan said awkwardly: "That's true."

"Perhaps the golden juice produced in Chang'an Township and Lantian County is no longer enough to meet Chang'an Jun's needs."

"Since yesterday, Lord Chang'an has sent people to the pavilions around Xianyang City to purchase gold juice at the price of ten stones and one coin."

"I estimate that Lord Chang'an will probably send people to Xianyang City to buy gold juice in a short time."

"If Lord Chang'an really does this, I may not be able to suppress the rumors for Lord Chang'an anymore."

Ying Zheng leaned on the desk with his elbows and put his forehead with one hand to hide his dark complexion.

Even during the Qing Dynasty, when feces and urine were highly utilized, few nobles were willing to let their children be associated with feces and urine.

Let alone Ying Zheng!

Ying Chengxuan was determined to cure Jinzhi, but Yingzheng was reluctant to stop him. He just used his power to help Ying Chengxuan suppress the rumors.

But as Ying Chengyu's demand for feces and urine increases, even Ying Zheng can hardly suppress the rumors!

Ying Zheng, very desperate!

The world calls Wei Wuji, Zhao Sheng, Huang Xie, and Tian Wen the Four Gentlemen, Lu Buwei is called Lu Zi, and Bai Qi is called Wu Anzi.

With Ying Chengxuan's origin, achievements, character and appearance, coupled with the power of the Qin Dynasty, it is entirely possible for him to be called Chang'anzi, Yingzi, or even Qin's Uncle Dan (Zhou Gong) by the world. .

But when the news about Ying Chengyu's golden juice is spread to the world, what will the world call Ying Chengyu?

Mr. Zhuo?

A golden gentleman?

Or is he the god of feces and urine in the ancient Qin Dynasty? !

Just thinking about it makes Ying Zheng feel even more tired!

"What a fool!" Ying Zheng shouted dissatisfied and helplessly: "I am ordering Lord Chang'an to attend today's meeting!"

Pi Guan hurriedly handed over his hand: "Wei!"

…

at the same time.

Chang'an Township.

"Your Majesty, please move here!"

Hearing Xu Min's call, Ying Chengyu picked up a wooden stick and strode towards Xu Min.

Xu Min said repeatedly: "Your Majesty, please take a look at this bucket!"

But Ying Chengyu didn't look at the bucket, but looked at Xu Min's face, frowning slightly: "The mask is loose!"

Xu Min said sarcastically: "This is all a trivial matter."

"Your Majesty, you'd better take a look at this barrel first."

There are no thin tapes these days.

The mask developed by Ying Chengyu only uses a piece of cork to carve out the shape of the bridge of the nose to hold down the silk fabric. It is also necessary to wrap the ropes on both sides of the mask around the back of the head and tie it tightly, so that the silk fabric fits the skin without any problem. Comfortable at all.

Now Xu Min's facial skin has been cut deeply and it is painful to touch. If he wears the mask tightly, it will be even more painful!

Ying Chengqiao shouted coldly: "This is no small matter!"

"I have warned you a long time ago that the gold juice is turbid, smelly and filthy, making it easy to get diseases, so you must take strict precautions."

"Do you regard my order as nothing?"

"Are you willing to obey my military marching regulations?!"

Seeing that Ying Chengyu was angry, Xu Min didn't dare to neglect, and stretched out his hand to pull the belt.

However, Ying Chengyu waved his hand to stop Xu Min's movement: "How can you and I touch the masks when our hands are dirty?"

"Come here! Wear a mask for Dr. Xu!"

A maid immediately ran from a distance.

Xu Min subconsciously wanted to hide, but facing Ying Chengyu's cold gaze, he could only let the maid tie the belt for him with a pair of white and tender hands.

Ying Chengyu nodded with satisfaction: "Research is important, farming is important, but it is more important that you are safe and sound!"

"As a land magistrate, Dr. Xu should set an example."

"Do you know?"

Xu Min resisted the urge to scream in pain and hurriedly handed over his hands: "My lord, I will never forget it!"

Ying Chengqiao then looked at the wooden barrel: "Is there something strange about this barrel?"

When it came to business, Xu Min forgot about the pain and directly pressed his gloved palm against the accumulation in the barrel. His voice was solemn: "The temperature of this barrel of golden juice is much higher than that of other barrels."

"Just when Cai Chen opened the lid of the bucket, he was shocked! The steam was rising into the sky! The lid of the bucket was filled with condensation!"

"Look, Your Majesty, there is still condensation on the lid of the bucket!"

"Although this bucket is still smelly, the feces in the bucket are almost undetectable."

"I don't know whether this situation is good or bad, so I immediately report it to your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Ying Chengyu immediately put his palm on the pile of debris: "Hiss~"

After all, Ying Chengyu's hands were not as rough as Xu Min, who had been working in the fields for decades.

If he hadn't been wearing gloves on his hands, just one touch would have burned Ying Chenglong!

"The temperature is so high!" Ying Chengyu's eyes changed when he looked at the bucket of accumulated materials: "The fertility of this material needs to be verified, but such high temperature will definitely kill more insect eggs and grass seeds."

"What's in this bucket?"

Xu Min lowered his head and looked at the inscriptions on the outside of the barrel, and recited: "Gas, water plants, leftovers from the kitchen of Chang'an Jun's Mansion, gold juice from the main courtyard of Chang'an Jun's Mansion, river mud... cut into fine pieces and pile them up one after another, add water to make the inside Moist but not stagnant.”

"After the bricks are built, they are sealed with mud. They are opened and turned over once a month and water is added."

Ying Chengyu continued to ask: "Are there any barrels in a similar situation?"

Xu Min nodded: "This barrel has the highest temperature. Although the temperature of the other six barrels and one cellar is not as good as this barrel, it is also obviously higher."

"Your Majesty, please come with me."

Following Xu Min, Ying Chengyu looked at them one by one and quickly found common ground.

The main materials of all high-temperature feces are taken from the main courtyard or guest courtyard of Chang'an Junfu!

A thought couldn't help but emerge in Ying Chengxuan's mind: "Is it because the food is better, so the temperature of these feces is higher when retting?"

Xu Min also thought thoughtfully: "According to what Your Majesty once said about fermentation, Your Majesty's thoughts are reasonable!"

"But I believe that it cannot be ruled out that it is caused by some common ingredients in Chang'an Junfu and other factors."

If big fish and big meat lead to this situation, it has no universal applicability in today’s world.

But if some kind of ingredient that is not difficult to cultivate can help cure golden juice, no matter how unpalatable it is, it will definitely become a home-cooked dish for people all over the world in a short time!

Ying Chengyu immediately decided: "Tomorrow, the emperor will go to the palace and ask the king's brother and grandmother for the gold juice of Xianyang Palace and Huayang Palace."

"Go to the mansions of Shangjiang Jian, Shangqing Le and other generals and clans, and take the gold juice for verification."

"Doctor Xu, prepare the manpower and equipment in advance."

"The weather has started to turn cold, we must speed up!"

Xu Min remonstrated solemnly: "There are still Chinese people in the city!"

"If it is true that the different golden juices are caused by diet, then the diets of savages, Chinese people, and nobles are all different, and the golden juices created are also different."

"Please, Your Majesty, please send someone to collect some gold juice from our countrymen and verify it together!"

Just as the two were discussing vigorously, a dull voice came from a distance.

"Chang'an Jun!"

Ying Chengyu looked back at the sound and saw Meng Yi covering his mouth and nose with one hand and walking towards him quickly.

When they got closer, Meng Yi thought that he should give up his hand, but he really didn't dare to move the hand covering his mouth and nose. He stood there for a while and felt embarrassed.

Ying Chengyu smiled: "No need to be polite."

"Why is Minister Meng here?"

Meng Yi immediately said: "Wang Ling!"

"Mr. Chang'an must attend today's court meeting!"

Ying Chengyu frowned subconsciously.

He is busy with research, how can he have time to attend the court meeting!

But after thinking about it again, Ying Chengyu nodded slightly: "It just so happens that I also want to enter the palace to ask for the golden juice."

"Please cover me and wait for a moment. I will take a bath and change my clothes before setting off!"

Meng Yi: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

You, what did you say?

Do you want to go to the palace to ask for gold juice?

Whose gold juice are you asking for?

Could it be that he wants to ask for the king’s golden juice?

Long live!

What are you going to do with the king’s golden juice! ! !