Chapter 32 The Destiny of the Qin Empire

"Three thousand catties per mu?!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the entire inner hall suddenly became stagnant.

Even Feng Quji, who had been watching the show, suddenly had his eyes brightened and stared at Sweet Potato.

It looks ugly, with a slightly reddish skin. Nowhere in the books or in the rumors has there ever been such a creature.

But the yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms!
Unheard of!

In other words, this is a number that we dare not even think about!
"Sir, there is no joking in front of His Majesty!"

"You know, since the Great Qin Dynasty has recorded, the best farmland has a maximum yield of only 312 kilograms per mu!"

"If you boast and give ten times the amount, even if you are an old minister, you will still bear a grudge in your heart!"

Just as everyone was still thinking carefully, a voice rang out.

It was Yang Ye.

It was already an extremely shocking thing for a minister to say in front of His Majesty the First Emperor and the two princes that he wanted to bear a grudge against the Sixth Prince of the current dynasty.

But what's even more outrageous is that no one was surprised.

Because of Yang Ye, when Wang Jian sent troops to attack the State of Chu, he dared to stick his neck out and shout "We have no money" to the Emperor Qin Shi Huang, who was the King of Qin at the time!

But even so, His Majesty the First Emperor did not blame Yang Ye at all.

Because Yang Ye is worthy of Qin!

The world was at war for two hundred years, and the Qin Dynasty's conquest of the world lasted for ten years!
How great would the pressure on the national treasury be if one country destroyed six other countries?
Yang Ye, the internal historian of Zhisu, managed to pull it off!
It's not just about scheduling, it's more about being penny wise and saving wherever possible.

This is an old loyal minister of Qin who can run thousands of miles to Wang Jian’s military camp to check food supplies and kick Wang Ben in the process!

There were many people who cursed Li Si in the court, and there were also many people who cursed Feng Quji in secret.

But when it comes to Yang Ye, no matter how much they curse him, they can only call him "an old man who chews his food a hundred times until it has lost its taste before he is willing to swallow it."

His tough attitude towards Ying Yuan at this time was not only because he did not trust her, but more because he was thinking about the people of the world!

Ying Yuan smiled slightly. He was not angry at all about Yang Ye's words. Instead, he felt more respect for him.

This Mr. Yang is a good man!
"This is the magical grain that the farmers have cultivated secretly after countless hardships and countless generations. Of course it is real!"

"Now it is presented to our Great Qin, but this Zhao Gao eavesdropped on us and came in. I suspect that he wants to destroy the sacred grain. In order to ensure the lifeblood of our Great Qin, we have no choice but to kill him!"

"Please punish me, Father!"

Ying Yuan spoke quickly.

This last sentence, "Please punish me, father", made everyone present twitch their lips slightly.

Gongzi Yuan, your last fart was unnecessary!

If you really want to apologize, you could have done it in the court just now. Why come to the inner palace?
He clearly wanted to escape punishment, yet he even asked, "Your Majesty, please punish me." He is so despicable.

"Sir, there is no evidence to prove that Zhao Gao had such intentions."

Wang Jian frowned slightly and spoke in a deep voice.

This sentence is not meant to make things difficult, but to point out possible challenges in advance.

At this level of meeting, the truth or falsehood can be determined in a matter of seconds!
Ying Yuan smiled faintly and said three words: "Nothing!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the inner hall fell silent!
It's groundless. It's possible!

In the face of the fate of the Qin Dynasty, the only possibility is a death sentence!
"Yuan'er, let me ask you again, can you really produce 3,000 kilograms per mu?"

At this moment, His Majesty the First Emperor spoke in a deep voice.

As soon as this question was asked, Li Si and Feng Quji immediately understood what His Majesty meant.

Don’t ask about Zhao Gao, ask about sweet potatoes!

If this is true, it would be tantamount to approving Ying Yuan's actions.

"Every word I said is true!" Ying Yuan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Father, I understand that although the ministers did not refute what I just said about the 'lifeline of the Qin Empire', they are mostly dissatisfied in their hearts."

"But, I would like to take this opportunity to express a point of view."

"This is the lifeblood of our Great Qin's national destiny!"

"If a country or a nation wants to prosper, it doesn't rely on scholars who pursue romance or the rich merchants who only care about their money, but on the people and farmers!"

“The people are the foundation of the country!”

“The country is a boat and the people are water. Water can carry the boat, but it can also capsize it.”

“Therefore, what the people want is the foundation of the country!”

“What do the people want?”

"It's nothing more than four words: have enough food and clothes!"

"Three thousand catties per mu, aren't these five words enough?"

"The lifeblood of the Qin Empire can be summed up in four words: people first!"

Ying Yuan's speech made everyone present look stunned.

Especially Li Si, he looked at Ying Yuan deeply.

What he just said, 'Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it', is from his teacher Xunzi's work "The Kingly System". Now that Gongzi Yuan quoted it to describe the country and the people, it is extremely fitting and even reveals a hint of the aura of a wise ruler.

The two shared the same ideas, and since Li Si was a "traitor to Xunzi," he became more fond of him. (After killing Han Fei, Xunzi wrote a letter, and the master and disciple never met again.)
With this ideological connection, Li Si even had a feeling that this Prince Yuan might be the one who best fits the Legalist ideology.

"Your Majesty, I think what Gongzi Yuan said makes sense!"

"Three thousand kilograms per mu may sound absurd, but we have land and people in our Great Qin, so we can try to plant it, and we will know when the time comes!"

"As for this theory about the fate of the Qin Empire, even though I am only a military man, I still think it is a very reasonable one! Your Majesty, please understand!"

A slightly older voice sounded.

No one expected that at this time, Wang Jian would stand up and be the first to agree with Ying Yuan's statement.

A yield of 3,000 kilograms per mu is too impressive, and no one dares to believe it directly at this time.

But when Wang Jian said this, it became "trying to plant", which has a very different meaning.

It's just the life of a Zhongchefuling. Compared with the divine grain with an output of 3,000 kilograms per mu, what does it mean?

As for the phrase 'we will know when the time comes', it is clearly a stop sign for the matter.

Gongzi Yuan’s right and wrong are not at this time, but after the sweet potatoes are planted!

But, if no results are given today, then this matter will be considered over, right?
Even after the sweet potatoes were planted, would His Majesty the First Emperor, as a father, drag Ying Yuan out and execute him?

The answer is self-evident!

"Father, I think this makes sense!"

Upon seeing this, Fusu spoke quickly.

Li Si and Feng Quji naturally had no objections.

With Zhao Gao's death, his followers were leaderless and could naturally be captured.

A large number of official positions suddenly appeared in the court. Why not do it?
"Yuan'er, since you say this thing is the lifeblood of our Great Qin, I will believe you."

"Edict."

"The farmer's hero, Nonglin, grows the divine food, sweet potatoes."

"Marquis Tongwu Wang Ben, select 300 elite soldiers from the Tiger Guard Camp to guard the farmland."

"Anyone who approaches without my permission will be killed without mercy! After the investigation, if there is any evil intention, the clan will be implicated!"

His Majesty the First Emperor looked at Ying Yuan deeply, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)