Daqin: I was overheard by Zulong

Chapter 20 Zhang Cang
During the meal, Ying Zheng and Ying Liman had the happiest meal, but Zhao Yi had the same taste.

Fortunately, they didn't cook a few dishes, but they didn't cook until the CD-ROM. Ying Zheng and Ying Liman were not satisfied and were ready to leave.

Ying Liman frowned, touched her belly, and said coquettishly: "Brother Yi, next time I want six dishes, three dishes are too little, not enough for me to eat alone!"

Ying Zheng couldn't help smiling when he heard the words, Zhao Yi felt that his head was full, but he still forced a smile and said: "If you want to eat, tell your brother in advance, so you can prepare for it!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect to meet Royal Father today, oh, what a pity!" Ying Liman nodded without thinking.

This time it was Ying Zheng's turn to be full-faced, but he pretended not to hear, and reminded Zhao Yi before leaving, "Tomorrow morning, don't forget!"

Zhao Yi felt that the bag on his head was starting to hurt, but he could only bow his hands again and again to show that he knew.

Seeing Zhao Yi like this, Ying Zheng left satisfied.

Today is the happiest day for Ying Zheng these days.

Not only did Zhao Yi be able to go to court, but he also got potato seeds by surprise.

Thinking about the potatoes he just ate, Yingzheng was filled with excitement. With potatoes, the people in the world would no longer have to worry about not having enough to eat!

[The old guy is finally gone, he's going to court your grandma, he doesn't want to go to court! 】

[I have to wait in front of the palace gate in the early morning, why is my life so hard? 】

[Ignore the special meow, just find a place to hide and sleep in the morning. No one will notice me. 】

[But the old man won't specifically call me by name, damn, I gave you all the potatoes, so you can show mercy and let me go, or I will definitely give you the potatoes, all the potatoes will be rotten! 】

Rebel!Ying Zheng felt the blood rushing upwards, and almost stepped on the ground, thanks to the servant's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he supported Ying Zheng.

Treason!Ying Zheng gritted his teeth, turned back and took a deep look at Zhao Yi's residence, and left bitterly.

After returning to the palace, Yingzheng thought about it, and thought about all the capable officials around him, and found that none of them could help Zhao Yi.

In fact, Yingzheng's requirements are too high. His requirement is that this person can help Zhao Yi, but he must be his confidant, who can always report Zhao Yi's progress and have his own opinions.

But the problem is that above the government and the opposition, there are very few such talents. It is no problem to let those people go out to fight in all directions, but it may be even more difficult to let them help Zhao Yi farm the land.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and a face appeared in his mind, and he immediately asked the servant Xuan to see him alone.

Not long after, the servant came in with a tall censor, and the censor knelt down on the ground.

"Little minister Zhang Cang, greeting Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Zhang Cang, a native of Yangwu, a disciple of the great Confucianist Xunzi, and a fellow apprentice of the Prime Minister Li Si, is proficient in numerology, and is now an official in the Yushifu, in charge of the palace documents.

"Get up!" Ying Zheng stood tall, looking down at Zhang Cang from a high position, "Zhang Cang, you are in charge of various documents and files in the palace. Do you know how much grain is produced per mu in Daqin?"

Zhang Cang thought for a while, then cupped his hands and replied, "Reporting to Your Majesty, on average, it's about 180 catties per mu. This is the result of comprehensive consideration including the output of the Shu land."

The grain output of the Daqin granary in Sichuan can reach more than 180 catties per mu, while Zhang Cang said that the national yield is only about [-] catties per mu.

It can be seen from this that, except for Shu, how low the yield per mu in other parts of the country can be seen.

Therefore, in the event of a natural disaster, the people may not even have enough to eat after deducting corvee taxes, and then they will leave their homes and become refugees.

Like this incident in Shu land, Ying Zheng was reminded, that's why he cared so much about Zhao Yi's potatoes.

"Zhang Cang, if there are food crops that can produce more than [-] catties per mu, do the math, how many mu of land do you need to plant to feed the people all over the world?"

"The yield per mu is three thousand catties, or more?" Zhang Cang's eyes widened, and he couldn't care less about the crime of disrespect in front of the palace, and said in a voiceless voice: "How is this possible..."

Zhang Cang almost thought he was hallucinating, but he quickly realized that it was impossible for Ying Zheng to target the target indiscriminately, but the question was, how could there be crops with a yield of more than [-] catties per mu?
Isn't this a myth and legend?Even an immortal might not be able to do it. Three thousand kilograms of crops can fill an acre of land...

"What? Zhang Cang, do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Ying Zheng saw the shock and questioning on Zhang Cang's face, he didn't care at all, but found it interesting.

After hearing Ying Zheng's words, Zhang Cang quickly knelt down on the ground, "Your Majesty, it's not that the minister is questioning, but the yield per mu is [-] catties, which is too unbelievable. Are you sure, Your Majesty?"

The corners of Ying Zheng's lips raised slightly, knowing that he must have found the right person.

Only those who do things rigorously will have the courage to question themselves. Of course, except for Zhang Cang, I believe that anyone who listens to what Ying Zheng just said will have such doubts.

Even Ying Zheng himself was shocked when he saw Tudou in Zhao Yi's backyard.

Of course, the premise is that Ying Zheng heard Zhao Yi's aspirations and was shocked when he got the result.

Even now, Ying Zheng felt that it was a little unreal. After all, in Zhao Yi's backyard, only one part of the land had been planted with potatoes.

It is really hard to say whether the output of one sub-land and one mu of land can really be the same.

But even so, Yingzheng's hopes for Tudou have reached the point where he is on the verge of a demon, and he would rather believe what he has or not.

"Are you questioning what I said?" Ying Zheng scowled.

"I don't dare!" Zhang Cang kowtowed, but he said with a straight neck: "But I would like to ask your majesty, has your majesty seen with your own eyes that the crops that your majesty mentioned really have such a yield?"

"This is the purpose why I asked you to come." Ying Zheng had a deep understanding of Zhang Cang's rigor. Anyone else would probably not dare to say what he just said.

Immediately, Yingzheng made a decision, "Zhang Cang, from tomorrow onwards, you don't need to be an attendant in the palace, go to Cheqi General's Mansion to do something!"

Zhang Cang, who had already expressed his willingness to listen, was stunned when he heard Ying Zheng's order.

What?Riding on the General's Mansion?Isn't that the residence of Zhao Yi, His Highness the Ninth Prince, who has recently caused turmoil in Xianyang City?

Zhang Cang felt again that he was hallucinating. He was very aware of Zhao Yi's current reputation in Xianyang City.

General Cheqi's mansion is just empty now, and he went to Zhao Yi's mansion by himself, so how can he mess around in Xianyang City in the future?
Especially because of the other person's sensitive identity, Zhang Cang couldn't avoid him. How could he hang around with such a person?
"Your Majesty, minister..." Zhang Cang wanted to refuse, but was immediately interrupted by Ying Zheng...

(End of this chapter)