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Chapter 12 Departing from Yongcheng(1/2)

The next few days.

Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji also followed Ying Zichu to get familiar with the environment of the mansion.

Gradually adapt to life in Xianyang.

In fact, apart from some different foods, there is nothing to adapt to.

Compared with Handan, one is the sky and the other is the earth.

In Handan, the mother and son lived a life of hiding from all over the world. Although they were helped by their grandfather, they still had a hard time.

Sometimes even Zhao Ji has to cook and do some work, so Zhao Ji's hands have been a little rough over the years.

However, Zhao Ji is a beauty-loving person. Even if she works hard, she has been maintained, so there is not much damage. All kinds of precious things in Xianyang will not be able to recover as before.

Ying Zheng practiced according to the skills he remembered.

After taking the "Shen Shen Pill", his memory reached an extremely terrible level, almost unforgettable. However, his three days of concentration in practice, without the help of the elixir, his progress was not great.

After all, he has been promoted to third-rate. If he wants to continue to improve, he needs to strengthen his internal strength, so it is naturally not something that can be effective in a short time.

Even Jingyu took nearly three years to get from third to second.

Host: Ying Zheng

Cultivation level: Early stage of third-rate

Practice: Yang Jue

Owners: "Records of the Grand Historian", "Sutra of Plum and Hoe", "Book of Victory".

In three days, Ying Zheng had read most of the "Records of the Grand Historian" and two agricultural books, "The Book of Shou" and "The Book of Shou".

"The Sutra of Plum and Hoe" comes from the Tang Dynasty in later generations. The whole article is not long, only more than 600 words, but the article is written quite rigorously, with clear layers, clear orderly arrangement, and orderly discussion.

The most important thing is that this book is about agricultural tools, and the CCP records four types of agricultural tools.

They are: rake, sharpening, rolling, and curved plow.

The most detailed one is undoubtedly the curved plow, which is also an epoch-making product. It has been used for thousands of years and can even be said to be a magical tool in the farming era.

"When I came back from Yongcheng, I prepared to promote the curved plow. The curved plow is much stronger than the ordinary iron plow today, and it saves more time and effort."

In the farming era, a "plow" that can save manpower is undoubtedly an extremely great invention.

The Book of Victory only appeared decades later, and it records thirteen cultivation techniques, including wheat, millet, wheat, rice, barnyard, soybean, beans, sausage, hemp, melon, gourd, taro, and mulberry.

In addition, the seed method, farming method, wheat planting method, melon planting method, gourd planting method, ear selection method, rice field water temperature adjustment method, mulberry seedling cutting method, etc. mentioned in the book can be said to be a systematic agricultural book from seedling selection to cultivation.

Once the content in this book is promoted, it will undoubtedly greatly increase the crop yield of this era.

...

Three days later.

When Ying Zheng left the room.

The carriage outside the mansion was also ready.

In the past few days, the 200 Qin Ruishi sent by Meng Ao to him have arrived. In addition, Ying Zichu sent another 300 more to protect their mother and son.

This time, the team reached as many as 500.

It is enough to run rampant in this territory of the Qin Dynasty.

The Ruishi is the most elite soldier in the Qin Dynasty, and they are all elite soldiers who have survived on the battlefield.

Especially from Xianyang to Yongcheng, it is the hinterland of the Great Qin Dynasty.

If you want to organize a team that can attack the 500 Reiss, you need at least thousands of people.

Such a team is not allowed to exist in the territory of Daqin.

And the small scale is at most a few people and dozens of people. In front of the five hundred Ruis, they are all native chickens and tiles.

"Zheng'er, we're ready to go."

Zhao Ji looked festive, because after the sacrifice in the ancestral temple, his son could be officially listed in the family tree and become one of the future heirs of the Qin Dynasty.

However, after seeing Ying Zichu, Zhao Ji couldn't help but show her reluctance and held Ying Zichu's wrist tightly, "Husband."

"Madam, it's less than two days to get from Xianyang to Yongcheng, and there are only four or five days to get back and forth. I'm waiting for you in Xianyang."

Ying Zichu patted Zhao Ji's hand gently and said in a warm voice.

He is now inseparable from Xianyang.

In fact, during these days, my father Ying Zhu's health was far inferior to before, and he often coughed.

And he has only been the crown prince for half a year and must stay in the center of the court.

Fortunately, Zhao Ji also understands this.

"Husband, Zheng'er and I are going."

Zhao Ji nodded, held Ying Zheng's little hand, and turned around one step.

"Father, we're leaving."

Ying Zheng also said politely.

Watching the mother and son step onto the carriage, Ying Zichu watched him leave.

After a long time,

"Prince, it's time to go to court."

Lu Buwei whispered a reminder.

Ying Zichu has such a deep relationship with Zhao Ji, and Lu Buwei is also very happy. Everyone likes to work with people who value love, right?

There were three people sitting in the carriage.

Zhao Ji, Ying Zheng and Jing Yu.

Dong'er was left this time, after all, it didn't take long.

"Zheng'er, have you adapted to staying in Xianyang these few days?"

The son-in-chief Zhao Ji hugged Ying Zheng, put her chin on Ying Zheng's head, and asked softly.

These days, she has been caring about her husband's affection, and she rarely pays attention to her son.

This is the first time in recent years that Zhao Ji is so embarrassed.

Fortunately, my son is filial and understands her mother.

"My mother, it's okay."

Ying Zheng rubbed his arms in Zhao Ji's arms.

Apart from the system, he didn't remember much in his dreams. The clearest thing is not his pride of sweeping across the Liuhe River, dominating the world, and pride himself on the world.

It is the dependence on my mother when I was young and the betrayal of my mother in the end.

Perhaps it is also his greatest pain in the future, an irreparable pain.

And his mother's betrayal made him no longer believe in anyone and become a real lonely person.

Therefore, he cherished this life very much.

He won't make the same mistake again.

On the side of the carriage, Jingyu was wearing a light pink dress and looked like an ordinary maid, soft and weak.

Looking at Ying Zheng's rarely seen expression of attachment and the mother and son whispering, laughing from time to time, a hint of confusion appeared in Jingyu's cold eyes.

She has never enjoyed this kind of warmth.

She was an orphan, adopted by Luowang controlled by Lu Buwei, and then trained to become a killer.

Her childhood was only boring practice and cruel murder.

Survival of the fittest, and elimination represents death.

She was able to become one of the most outstanding people in Luowang today, which shows how many killing she has experienced.

And after Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng left Xianyang.

There were also news in taverns in Xianyang.

Taverns are one of the favorite places for spies from all over the world, because they can find out a lot of news here and are the easiest to let them pass messages to each other.

"Sir, that little kid who just arrived in Xianyang went to Yongcheng to worship his ancestors."

In a secret room, a voice of respect came from the sound of respect.

“How many guards are there?”

"five hundred."

Hearing this number, the person behind the bamboo curtain was silent.

Five Hundred Sergeants are nothing on the battlefield, but it is a fantasy to destroy so many people in the Qin State.
To be continued...
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