Chapter 652: Are These Officials? They Are Clearly a Group of Wild Dogs that See Fat Meat!

"Ha~ How long do we have to wait? Why do we have to come to Chang'an Township before dawn?"

"I don't know, but all the superiors are here, so how can we not come? I helped you because I am your friend!"

"The millet in Chang'an Township does look good, but the king has gathered so many court officials here, aren't you afraid that this millet is just a silver spear wax head?"

"I don't think Chang'an Jun will drag us to play with gold juice later!"

"It's hard to say, the king is really willing to accompany Chang'an Jun to make trouble."

"If you can destroy the three kingdoms for the Qin Dynasty, the king will be willing to accompany you to make trouble like this."

More than a thousand middle and grassroots officials stood on the periphery in an orderly manner, yawning and whispering.

Due to Ying Zheng's strict protection of the experimental fields in Chang'an Township, many grassroots officials saw this field for the first time.

But they didn't care.

It's just crops, who hasn't seen it!

The villagers of Chang'an Township carefully huddled in the open space on the south side away from the Qin monarchs and ministers, but the eyes looking at the fields were full of excitement and longing.

As the people who cultivated this field with their own hands, they wanted to know what kind of miracle this field could produce the most!

Ying Zheng and Queen Mother Huayang stood at the edge of the field, chatting about family matters in a gentle voice surrounded by a group of important officials.

"Grandmother! Brother Wang!"

In the night, Ying Chengjiao's voice pierced the noise of the court officials and poured directly into Ying Zheng's ears.

Queen Mother Huayang turned around and looked back, smiling kindly at Ying Chengjiao who was jogging all the way.

Ying Chengjiao apologized again and again: "Grandson didn't know that grandmother and brother Wang came so early."

"Otherwise, they would have to go out to greet them."

The Queen Mother Huayang smiled softly and said: "It was I who didn't let the officials of Chang'an Township announce our arrival."

"After all, it's not dawn yet, and Qiao'er has returned from a long expedition, so he should rest more."

"But, I guess Qiao'er didn't sleep all night again?"

The incense on the three people couldn't cover the fishy smell from the pearls.

It's obvious that none of the three people present slept well last night!

Ying Chengjiao didn't point it out, but smiled obediently: "Grandson will go to bed early tonight!"

"Brother Wang, why are there so many people?"

Chang'an Junfu and Chang'an Palace were almost out in full force, plus the courtiers and Chang'an Township villagers brought by Ying Zheng, the fields planted by Ying Chengjiao were not enough to give each person half an acre!

Ying Zheng smiled slightly proudly and said, "Agriculture is the most important thing for the country, how can the ministers take it lightly!"

Obviously, it doesn't matter whether it is farming or not.

What Ying Zheng really wants is to let the ministers see the results of Ying Chengjiao's hard work for a year!

Ying Chengjiao smacked his lips and said, "Brother Wang has great confidence in me."

Ying Zheng said seriously, "Brother Nai, I always believe in you!"

Ying Chengjiao suddenly showed a bright smile, "Then Brother Wang has trusted the right person!"

Looking up to the east, Ying Chengjiao did not see the sun jumping out of the horizon, but he had seen the faint morning light shining on the earth.

Ying Chengjiao asked, "My brother is here, so let me preside over the meeting today, okay?"

Knowing that Ying Chengjiao wanted to use the name of the King of Qin to bear witness, Ying Zheng did not refuse and said casually, "It should be so!"

Looking back at the ministers, Ying Zheng said in a deep voice, "Order!"

"Choose 100 assistant ministers, 100 guards, 100 officials with a salary of more than 500 stones, 10 merchants, 10 craftsmen, and 50 villagers from Chang'an to work in the fields."

"Divide the fields!"

"Please ask Yang "Quan Jun, An Wen Jun (Ying Le)... and other beloved ministers go into the fields to guide. "

"Order the Imperial Censor and his subordinates to go into the fields to supervise. "

"Anyone who dares to disrupt farming and sericulture will be executed immediately!"

Wang Wan, Mi Chen, Ying Le and other court officials bowed their hands loudly:

"Yes!"

More than 300 elected officials and subjects walked into the fields together, carefully measured the fields under the supervision of the Imperial Censor's subordinates, and circled out acres of fields with hemp ropes and wooden sticks.

The entire process not only involved officials and subjects from various factions and from all walks of life, but was also directly presented to more than a thousand court officials, and the Imperial Censor personally supervised it, and even asked Mi Chen, Ying Le and other pillars of various forces to walk back and forth in the fields for further supervision.

All the court officials who were still standing in place looked solemn.

Such a complicated and mutually restrained supervision method obviously meant that Ying Zheng was serious.

The results of this autumn harvest can be more or less, but there must be no doubt!

The sun finally jumped out of the horizon, and Wang Wan hurried back to Ying Zheng's side, bowed and called: "Report to the king."

"The fields have been divided!"

Ying Zheng nodded happily: "Good!"

"Bring the sickle."

Taking the sickle handed over by Zhao Gao, Ying Zheng looked around at the ministers and said in a deep voice: "Agriculture is the most important thing for the country."

"Now Chang'an Jun has presented a new policy for agriculture, and I will try it first."

"You dear ministers should also try it."

The ministers immediately bowed and called:

"Yes!"

On both sides of the fields, musicians played music, painters painted, and the brush in the hands of the historians almost swung out sparks.

Under the greedy and eager gaze of the historians, Ying Zheng finally stepped into the field and cut off a handful of wheat ears with the sickle in his hand.

But Ying Zheng did not rush to harvest the next handful, but twisted a millet into his mouth, bit it open with his teeth, and then spit out the remains.

"This millet is so plump!"

Looking at the plump and round millet in his palm, Ying Zheng's eyes lit up.

But after biting a few millets in succession, Ying Zheng's expression changed.

"No empty shells?!"

This ear is much longer, thicker, and larger than an ordinary ear, and contains significantly more millet than an ordinary ear of millet.

Ying Zheng has already prepared for a large number of empty shells and shriveled millet.

However, the reality is different from what Ying Zheng imagined!

Ying Zheng carefully put the handful of millet ears on the ground, quickly picked up the sickle and cut off another handful of millet ears, then twisted out a few millet grains and put them into his mouth, and then his movements became faster and faster, and he even hastily aimed at the next handful of millet ears and swung the sickle!

Li Si's eyes flashed when he saw this, and he suddenly said: "As the saying goes, the king and the nobles push five times and turn five sickles, the ministers push seven times and turn seven sickles, and the scholars push nine times and turn nine sickles."

"Now that the king has gone through five sickles, it's time for the ministers to come forward, right?"

Ji Tian Ling Xu Min bowed nervously and said: "This is the etiquette, but how to do it specifically still needs to wait for the king's order."

I am just a small Ji Tian Ling, don't embarrass me!

Wang Jian said carelessly: "The ritual is complete, what are you waiting for?"

"Aren't we here to help?"

"Colleagues, grab your weapons!"

While speaking, Wang Jian snatched a sickle from a eunuch and ran into the field in a direction away from Ying Zheng.

With a swing of the sickle, Wang Jian exclaimed loudly: "Oh my Four-sided Heavenly Emperor! This ear of corn is so plump!"

Picked up a corn and put it into his mouth. Wang Jian's face changed slightly, his voice became more serious and less exaggerated: "It's not an empty shell! There is corn in the shell!"

Wang Jian waved the sickle again and again, cut off a few handfuls of corn, and casually picked up a handful of corn and put it into his mouth.

The muscles of his jaws were tight, and he bit the corn husks one by one.

After Wang Jian spit out all the corn, he stared at his palm blankly, and then looked at the endless corn field in front of him.

At first, Wang Jian just noticed that Ying Zheng was different, so he wanted to be the first to run into the field, use his thick skin to make the scene lively, and flatter the dragon.

But now, what Ying Zheng? What dragon fart?

This field is the most important!

Wang Jian looked back suddenly and shouted: "Wang's children, go to the field to harvest!"

"Wang Wu, Wang Ben, Wang Yong, Wang Gang, the four of you guard the four sides of this acre of land, and no one is allowed to enter except the officials of the Imperial Censor!"

For such a serious matter, Wang Jian could not trust others at all, only his son!

Although Wang Wu and others did not understand Wang Jian's thoughts, they jumped into the field without hesitation.

Seeing the strange behavior of Ying Zheng and Wang's children, the other court officials looked at each other, and no longer cared about Xu Min's obstruction, and rushed into the field.

"These five acres belong to the royal family of the Great Qin Dynasty for harvesting. Please help me, colleagues."

"It's not a silver spear wax head! Although there are empty shells and shrunken shells, they are very small! The yield of this millet must be very high!"

"Don't try it! The yield has not been measured yet! Spit it out! Spit it out quickly!"

The officials who usually walked steadily and put on a noble airs rushed into the field like wild dogs seeing fat meat.

The gorgeous clothes on his body that were sold enough to exchange for hundreds of acres of grain were now casually ruined by his owner, and he showed no mercy even if it was cut by the sickle.

Regardless of their background, everyone waved the sickle in their hands with red eyes, and the villagers of Chang'an in the distance were stunned.

Seeing this, Ying Chengjiao smiled and said, "Why are you still standing there?"

"This is Chang'an Township, and this field is cultivated by you."

"Are you going to sit back and watch the guests help you harvest all the grain?"

"Guafu, you don't have to go to the fields, lead my soldiers to set up camp and cook."

Hearing Ying Chengjiao's words, the villagers of Chang'an Township also hurriedly picked up sickles and ran into the fields.

With more than 10,000 people working together, thousands of acres of experimental fields had been harvested before the sun was even in the sky.

The ears of millet were spread out in the sun, and the officials guarded their harvested grains, and were vigilant against anyone.

For two full days!

For two full days, the Qin court was completely shut down.

From Ying Zheng to the petty officials, except for the old ministers or women like the Queen Mother Huayang, the Qin monarchs and ministers living in Xianyang City did not even live in the military camp prepared by Ying Chengjiao, but just guarded the grain they harvested and let it be exposed to the sun.

Two days later, Xu Min whispered, "My king, it's almost dried."

Ying Zheng then ordered, "Beat the ears and pound the rice!"

This time, the villagers of Chang'an Township were excluded.

Wei Zhuang and other important officials personally picked up the mallet and pounded the millet.

Wang Wan and his subordinates personally held the measuring instrument and weighed it carefully.

"One catty, two catties..."

As catties of millet were weighed out, Wang Wan's hands trembled.

When the output of one mu of land was weighed, Wang Wan looked up blankly and met the expectant and nervous eyes of Ying Zheng and a group of court officials.

"How much is the yield per mu?"

"Left Prime Minister, please speak!"

"Oh, I'm so anxious, how much is it, please tell me!"

Wang Wan swallowed hard, his voice trembling: "The king, Queen Mother Huayang, Madam Han, and Lord Chang'an have jointly harvested this mu of land, and the millet they have obtained."

"Four, four stone, three jin and ten catties (290 catties)!"

The answer that everyone had been waiting for for two whole days was finally given by Wang Wan.

But Wang Wan was answered with silence.

After a few breaths, Ying Zheng widened his eyes and asked in disbelief:

"Duo Shao?!"