Chapter 25 Fusu, can you stop showing off in front of your father? Kill me
Ying Zheng laughed loudly and said:
"You brat, what's wrong with you? Do you want to grab that dirty thing?
But you are lucky, if you dare to touch people's property, I will beat you to death!"
Qin Feng helplessly spread his hands:
"Because it needs to be fertilized. Although the land in Shanglin Garden has not been cultivated for hundreds of years, it is extremely fertile.
But if fertilizer is applied, crop yields will be further increased."
[What kind of idiot gave me such a nickname! It’s so unqualified!]
[It seems that popularizing Confucian education still has a long way to go!]
Ying Zheng asked tentatively:
"You said before that you asked Fusu to teach the soldiers at night. What kind of lessons did you teach?"
Qin Feng said seriously:
""The Whispering Language"."
Ying Zheng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and at the same time sweated for Qin Feng.
This is about to make enemies with those Confucian scholars!
If someone finds out, they will definitely kill Qin Feng at all costs!
After all, the foundation that Confucius worked so hard to build is now even being dug up!
"Zhao Gao, order ten people... no, a hundred secret guards to protect Qin Feng Zhouquan secretly."
"promise!"
Zhao Gao was surprised and extremely jealous in his heart.
These are the secret guards of the Great Qin royal family! Everyone is extremely loyal! And they are even stronger than the Iron Eagle Warriors!
The king's favor towards Qin Feng is really too great!
Ying Zheng stopped riding in the carriage, and the group chatted while walking.
“Can fertilization increase yield?”
"Yes, Your Majesty, farmyard manure is a great supplement to the land.
At present, the wheat yield in the Guanzhong Plain is only 200 kilograms per mu, and the yield is low. This is actually due to insufficient land fertility, insufficient water resources, and insufficient precision.
If we cultivate it intensively, it will not be a problem to increase the yield to 500 kilograms."
Ying Zheng was shocked. Five hundred kilograms per mu? The output has doubled!
“What is intensive farming?”
"The so-called intensive farming means constantly selecting and breeding the best wheat seeds; fertilizing the land to make it more fertile; and spending a lot of time removing insects and weeds while ensuring adequate water sources during the growth of crops."
"So this is the reason why you turned all the wheat in the young man's house upside down?"
Qin Feng suddenly smiled awkwardly:
"Wheat is delicious and has high yield. Weichen just wants to contribute more to the army at the front."
Ying Zheng snorted:
"But wheat is not as easy to store as corn! It is also not as easy to carry and cook as corn!
You can’t just satisfy your appetite while marching and fighting!”
Qin Feng nodded:
"Your Majesty, I have already thought of this and can make it into fried noodles.
Not only is it easy to carry, but it also makes you feel full!”
During the great war after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the soldiers relied on fried noodles and snow water to survive the hard times.
Zhao Gao covered his mouth and said with a smile:
"If we follow what Doctor Qin said, wouldn't the food we eat in the future be soaked in pickled food?"
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions suddenly became ugly.
Qin Feng said with a smile:
"Zhao Fu ordered you to study more, but you chose to ride a pig.
The fertilizer is buried in the soil, not floating on the surface, and what you eat is not the roots of wheat, but the fruits."
[Made! You deserve not to have a happy stick! Who are you talking about here with all the weird stuff? 】
[It’s time to ask your Majesty to sew your skin swallows up too!]
Ying Zheng suddenly became happy, glanced at Zhao Gao, and said:
"Born from the earth, return to the earth, there is no such thing as clean or dirty."
"promise."
The ancients have always regarded the earth as a spiritual thing that cleanses everything, just like being buried in the earth.
They believe that after death, as long as a person enters the earth, his soul can be purified and he can find eternal peace.
The group of people soon arrived at the field, which was filled with stench!
Qin Feng watched a passing sparrow roll his eyes and fall down, then fell headlong into the fertilizer. He handed Ying Zheng a piece of cloth and awkwardly advised:
"Your Majesty, let's go sit in the small courtyard. It's really a bit indecent here."
Ying Zheng covered his mouth and nose with cloth, waved his hands and said:
"It doesn't matter."
Looking at this heated scene, Ying Zheng seemed to be looking for something.
Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment and walked forward quickly.
Qin Feng followed his gaze and trembled immediately.
[It’s over! I forgot that Fusu is still plowing the fields! What an unlucky boy!]
Fusu was no different from the other soldiers. He was naked from the waist up. His usually fair skin had been tanned to a bronze color by the scorching sun, and his muscles were all tangled, as if they were made of steel.
At this time, he was holding the plow hard to prevent it from going astray, sweating profusely.
After plowing this ridge of land, I just stopped to wipe my sweat, and I found a familiar figure in front of me, looking at me with a complicated face.
"Father, you are here! I pay my respects to my father!"
Fusu's face was full of surprise, and just as he was about to bow down, Ying Zheng held him back.
"Get up, my son..."
Ying Zheng felt a little pity for a moment. Is this still the eldest son of the empire? Is he still the humble gentleman, the gentle and gentle Fu Su?
Ying Zheng thought of Concubine Zheng, the gentle woman who liked to sing "The Mountain Has Fusu", and the Queen of Qin who he could never forget in his life.
If she knows something, she should be happy, right? Our child has finally grown up.
Or frowning in distress?
Ying Zheng smiled, punched Su Jianshuo's chest, and said:
"Not bad, not bad, you look like a man now!"
Fusu also nodded:
"My child misses his father very much. I have to take care of myself three times every day."
Ying Zheng frowned and thought for a long time, what is the connection between these words?
Fusu reflects on himself many times a day? What does this mean?
Qin Feng carefully translated from the side:
"Master Fusu said that he works out three times a day."
Li Si:???
Are you polite? A Confucian classic, how can you translate it like this?
The question is, Mr. Fusu, what do you mean by nodding so excitedly! And showing off your biceps???
You are the eldest son of the empire! Please pay attention to your image!
Ying Zheng glared at Qin Feng, looked at Fusu, and said warmly:
"Let's go, the sun is rising, and it's getting sunnier. Let's go back to the house and take a rest."
Fusu shook his head seriously:
"A scholar must be ambitious. The road ahead is long and arduous. Let's help Su finish plowing this acre of land before going to rest."
Ying Zheng stopped thinking about it now. He couldn't figure it out anyway, so he subconsciously looked at Qin Feng.
Qin Feng almost cried and kept hiding behind Zhao Gao.
[How the hell can you not show off in front of your father? I’ll kill you!]
Fusu patted the wooden plow on his hand and said proudly:
"A truly strong soldier cannot lack perseverance and must carry a heavy wooden plow to plow the furthest distance!"
Ying Zheng took a breath, looked at Qin Feng with a shocked face, and asked:
"You...is this how you teach my son and these soldiers?"
Qin Feng explained angrily:
“Plowing the land is actually...actually also a way to keep fit.”
