Eight Thousand Iron Buddha at the Start, Please Make Concessions to the First Emperor!

Beanstalk!

Zhao Tuo took a deep breath.

Doushu, that is, soybeans, is generally planted in the Daqin area with three crops every two years.

If he remembered correctly, this spring is the soybean harvest season in these three counties!

But soybeans are drought-resistant crops, once there is too much rain...

At this moment, Zhao Tuo is not the only one who thinks of this.

After hearing the news, Ying Zheng and the others present suddenly changed their expressions!

This kind of rainstorm can be said in a short period of time.

If it lasts for too long, then the harvest of the people of these two counties will be completely gone!

What's more terrifying is that Hanoi County is next to the big river.

Once the torrential rains continue, the river water is bound to grow rapidly.

At that time... Maybe the downstream Dong County will encounter a huge flood!

Of course, the premise of all this is that this heavy rain will continue like this.

But this chance is still very small.

Therefore, Ying Zheng and others, except Zhao Tuo, were a little worried.

But it doesn't feel like it's too late.

As if seeing Zhao Tuo's concern, Ying Zheng suddenly reminded: "Although I don't know where you learned that there will be a famine in Daqin, but this matter must not be taken lightly."

Zhao Tuo nodded.

"I understand, the face of the royal family matters, right?"

Grain storage can also be said to prepare for future disasters, but now it is said that there will be famine or rain disasters, and then the rain will pass.

That's embarrassing enough.

Moreover, he himself couldn't be too sure whether the torrential rain he saw had anything to do with the torrential rain.

But...the preparation is still to be done.

"Feng Xiang, you will pass on my oral order to make the county magistrates of Yingchuan and Sishui prepare in advance for the continuous torrential rain and the countermeasures for famine."

"In addition, Hanoi County was ordered to pay close attention to the rain and the water level of the big river, and to inform Dong County in advance. It must not be careless."

"Here!"

"Mengshangqing, you have urged the internal history of Zhisu and the treasury in the past two days, and let them speed up the exchange of all the food."

"Here!"

After giving the order, Zhao Tuo sighed.

On the other side of the people, because of their current prejudice against Da Qin, I am afraid that even if they say it themselves, they will also say that it is their own reason, curse, or something.

The people of this era... ignorant, ignorant, ridiculous, and even more pitiful.

And what I have to do recently is to try my best to restore the prestige and statement of Xianyang Palace in the hearts of the people.

"His Majesty……"

Feng Quji, who was on the side, called out Zhao Tuo's god.

"Now the famine is inconclusive and cannot be publicized, but the people are already complaining about their livelihood."

"Look... do you think of a way to appease the people?"

"If it goes on like this, I'm afraid something will go wrong at that time..."

Ying Zheng nodded after hearing this.

"Feng Xiang's words are justified. Originally, the people were full of complaints against me, Daqin. Now the exchange of food will definitely anger these ignorant people."

"In addition to those remnants of the Six Kingdoms who have been coveting the Great Qin Jiangshan in the dark, provoke them from it, and then drag it down... There will be rebels!"

"rest assured……"

Zhao Tuo picked up the cup indifferently and took a sip of the warm tea.

"I've already figured out what to do at this point..."

As he said, Zhao Tuo's mind moved slightly and opened the system interface.

Looking at the skill: After the Dragon Vein Revitalization, the three big characters "unused", the corners of Zhao Tuo's mouth raised slightly...

...

"A big event is happening! A big event is happening, everyone go to the notice!"

On the bustling main street of Xianyang City, a high breath caught everyone's attention.

As soon as the people who came out of the express line heard the excitement, they hurriedly rushed to the notice on the main street.

Two Qin army guards, a middle-aged man who looked like a civil official, was reading out the contents of Gao Shishang over and over again before the announcement to ensure that the illiterate people could understand the contents.

"The first emperor was enthroned, and the second emperor ascended the throne. Three days later, the north peak of Mount Li outside Xianyang City will be sacrificed to the heavens and the people will worship!"

"Have you heard? His Majesty the Second Emperor will be conferred Zen in three days!"

"You don't have to fart, we're not deaf."

"His Majesty is really courageous. Now Xianyang has become so virtuous. He doesn't think about governance, but he only thinks about Fengchan, and he is not afraid of any accidents."

"I only know that your kid may have an accident..."

"This statement is true. I am afraid that the people will not only not worship, but will also be full of resentment?"

"I don't know why His Majesty chose to enshrine Zen in a small Lishan Mountain instead of Mount Tai."

"Where is Young Master Fusu? Why is it not Young Master Fusu who succeeded Fengchan, but this... woo woo woo."

"Don't bother everyone if you want to die!"

"This is too messy, let's go quickly, let's go out of the city to see the excitement in three days."

"Hey, I hope Xianyang City can still have a peaceful wife..."

Various voices were heard among the people.

But in general, it can still be seen that the people are dissatisfied with Zhao Tuo today.

But just killing Zhao Gao and exchanging food for two things, in fact, would not cause the people to resist so much.

The reason why the situation is so tense now has nothing to do with the people who harbor evil intentions, as well as the ignorance of the common people who listen to the wind is the rain!

...

In the Xianyang Palace, Zhao Tuo, accompanied by Xiao Taozi, was reviewing today's memorial.

Lu Bu suddenly pushed open the door and entered.

"Master, the notice has been posted!"

"very good……"

Zhao Tuo put down his pen, got up and walked outside the hall.

Looking at the clearly visible scenery of Mount Li in the distance, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's really clear to see..."

"Hopefully, after three days, the people of Xianyang City will be able to see so clearly!"*