My Great Qin Cannot Die

After a quarter of an hour, the food on the long table was liquidated, and then Zhao Gao directed the servants to evacuate. In the entire study, the aroma of food remained.

But at this moment, all the ministers bowed their heads.

They are all waiting, waiting for the news that the public loses revenge, and then witness the miracle together.

Time is fleeting, and two hours pass by bit by bit. At this time, the person sent to the Shang Workshop also arrived at this time.

"Your Majesty, the construction of the Shang Workshop has been completed, and Lord Gongshuqiu has asked His Majesty to move it--!"

The servant bowed solemnly to Ying Zheng. He knew in his heart that the heated kang couldn't be moved, so Ying Zheng could only go there in person.

"Um."

Nodding his head, Ying Zheng turned to all the ministers present: "My dear gentlemen, how about going to the Shang Workshop with you?"

"So good!"

Everyone is curious about the heated kang. Although all the ministers present can afford to burn charcoal, the air is still cold at night, even if the maids warm the bed.

In particular, the senior ministers were eager to try. After all, they are already old bones, and they are more afraid of the cold than young people.

If the heated kang can really be made, it will be very good for them. At this moment, many old officials are thinking in their hearts. If the experiment comes true, they will definitely get one or two for themselves.

Therefore, their hearts were extremely excited, and the expectations in their hearts did not need Ying Zhengshao at all.

What's more, the heated kang was proposed by the First Emperor, and even for the sake of the First Emperor's face, they had to show a positive attitude. Therefore, with an order, all the ministers agreed.

"Rumble..."

The chariots were rumbling, and the imperial chariots were rampant. Half an hour later, the monarch and his party had crossed the streets and came to the carriage and horse farm at the entrance of the Shang Workshop.

"The old minister brought the major officials of Shang Workshop to meet His Majesty, His Majesty Wannian, Daqin Wannian--!" The husband who had already received the news lost, and the officials of Shang Workshop were already waiting by the side.

"My husband loses and you Aiqings have worked hard!" First, Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to help Gongxuqiu and others: "Every Aiqing is equal!"

"My minister, thank you, Your Majesty!"

……

After the ceremony was over, Gong Shuoqiu turned towards Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty, the kang is already burning, and I will come with you..."

Gong Shuuqiu is naturally clear that Ying Zheng came to Shang Workshop with great fanfare just for the sake of the heated kang, so at this time, he didn't say a word of nonsense.

"Lead the way!"

……

In a wing room, the heated kang is in it. Since I didn't master the method of burning it, at this time, the room was steaming hot, far warmer than the outside.

"Your Majesty, I led the craftsmen to improve the heated kang. This is the specific appearance of the heated kang. There is no problem with heating, but it is too hot to sleep."

Glancing at her husband's loss, Ying Zheng shook his head: "It's not that you can't sleep, but the method of burning is wrong. You have to press the fire, and you can't let the fire burn brightly. After all, the fire can't be stopped, and it takes a long time to provide the temperature."

"My husband loses, immediately organize manpower to try how to keep the fire going overnight, and also make the temperature on the kang surface suitable for sleeping."

"Instead of getting burned, this is very important..."

"No."

Nodding in agreement, Gong Shuuqiu nodded again and again: "I immediately organize manpower and start trying, just like getting results tomorrow."

"Um."

Nodding his head, Ying Zheng knew in his heart that this kind of attempt could only be done by Shang Workshop. The common people of the country did not have that kind of common sense, and it was easy to cause accidental injury.

And experience is accumulated again and again. At this time, Ying Zheng's idea is to let Shang Workshop form the concept of experimental data statistics.

……

"Old minister, congratulations, Your Majesty, with this heated kang, the people of our country in the northern border of the Qin Empire are blessed!" Zuo Prime Minister Wang Wan bowed solemnly to Ying Zheng, his face full of joy.

As the Prime Minister, he is naturally clear that once Shang Gongfang has tested a reasonable method of burning the kang, once the kang is launched, it will surely make thousands of people in the northern region ecstatic.

And the idea of ​​the fire kang came from the first emperor, which made Wang Wan have such an idea of ​​destiny in his heart. For a while, the awe of the supreme being in front of him couldn't help but deepen.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, such a goddess from the sky will surely allow the people of Daqin to survive this cold winter...!"

With Wang Wan taking the lead, for a while, the entire wing room was filled with compliments.

"The mandate of heaven is in me, the destiny is in Daqin, and the destiny is in the princes—!" At this moment, even the first emperor was a little excited, after all, the heated kang will definitely change the lives of the people of Beidi.

For a hundred years, the annual snow disaster will collapse on a large scale. This is a great thing for the Qin Empire. As an emperor, as a person who personally pushed all this, Ying Zheng should be very excited.

"Your Majesty for ten thousand years, Daqin for ten thousand years—!"

"Your Majesty for ten thousand years, Daqin for ten thousand years—!"

"Your Majesty for ten thousand years, Daqin for ten thousand years—!"

……

Ying Zheng accepts the compliments of the ministers calmly. Although he does not need the blessings of such rumors, destiny, and proverbs, he will not go against the will of the public.

He is already on the altar!

Although it is a last resort to push an ordinary person to the altar of God, but the annexation of the six countries, the unification of the eight wastes and the six together, to the people of the country on the Central Plains, he is a god.

God above all living beings!

His name walks with the gods~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In this world, the most thrilling and soul-stirring rhetoric, probably only two words can make people's blood boil!

First Emperor!

……

Returning to the study room again, Ying Zheng looked solemn. He knew in his heart that the experiment in the Shang Workshop would take all night, and the next step was to implement the heated kang.

Thoughts kept popping up in my heart, and they were rejected by Ying Zheng again and again. Disaster relief was a major event, but it was not something that had to be implemented.

If one chooses disaster relief and land reform, there is no need to think about it. Ying Zheng will definitely choose land reform. In his life, he has seen countless big scenes and killed enemies.

He is not afraid of death, nor does he care about killing people. If killing can bring peace to the world, Ying Zheng would dare to order the killing of all those with bad intentions.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the death caused by the snow disaster is a piece of fresh life, and human life is greater than the sky, but in Ying Zheng's eyes, sometimes human life is greater than the sky.

And sometimes, human life is a number, and as long as the number reaches a certain level, and he doesn't reduce it too much at once, he can ignore it.

Ordinary people focus on living, but he focuses on living in the Daqin Empire, and the things he cares about are naturally different.

There is no doubt about this.

But if possible, Ying Zheng still wants to have both. After all, numbers are also his people.

Emperor!

Although he is extremely domineering and has ambitions in the world, Ying Zheng is also a living person. But after the incident of Ao Su and Zhao Ji, as well as the incident of Young Master Cheng Jiao, the emotion in his heart was more fragile than the average person.

The majestic Qin Dynasty and the great achievements of the thousand autumns, but there are emperors and no queens, is the embodiment of this.