Chapter 100: Feng Quji, Amazing Yield (Ask for Recommendation Votes)
Walking into the palace, the courtiers were all talking.
Feng Qu walked ahead, his expression indifferent and a little expectant.
As the right minister, he has a very high status in the court. Qin Shi Huang went on patrol, and many affairs in the court were handed over to Feng Quji and other ministers.
His sister-in-law Feng Zao is the imperial historian, and at some time he can fill the vacancy of the prime minister, and his younger brother Feng Wu chooses to be the Marquis of Wuxin. The Feng family is also a wealthy family of the Qin State, and the ancestor is still the Han general Feng Ting.
Feng Quji is diligent and generous. I have been a royal historian, I have been a royal historian, and now I am worshipping the prime minister and becoming a marquis and ascending to the throne of power. The appearance of Bai Ji made him feel an inexplicable sense of crisis.
In addition to Zhao Gao's involvement, many monks were detained. The first few people have been killed, and no one knows why. You must know that Qin Shi Huang had nothing to say about these monks before, and he wanted to give anything. In order to live forever, he constantly took pills.
Feng Quji knew that these must be related to Bai Ji. can make the emperor's attitude change like this, only Bai Ji is alone. Wang Juan was dismissed from office, and Zhao Gao was expelled, which will inevitably make the government and the opposition secretly speculate.
The water is deep and muddy. If you want to mix well in it, you must have a double eye, distinguish between right and wrong, and know what to do. A generation of newcomers for the old, how easy is it to sit firmly in this position?
Fortunately, the distance is not too far, and I have come to the Xianyuan Palace from time to time.
This is the first emperor personally decreed to rebuild, there is a peach blossom forest in it, which is built according to the peach blossom source. It is almost completely restored, including the bamboo house and the stone slabs outside.
It is known that Bai Ji likes to fish, and he also specializes in digging river canals. In the middle of the Xianyuan Palace is a river, flowing with Jing Shui. In the future, he will be happy to find a suitable place with a fishing rod.
Qin Shi Huang didn't understand the fun of fishing, and only those Qianshou who had no meat to eat would think about fishing. There is no shortage of this stuttering food, and the fish will be put back after fishing.
However, he respects Bai Ji's hobby, and since he likes fishing, he will arrange it for him.
When I came to the courtyard, I happened to see Bai Ji standing in front of the three large vats, and Shang Niu and He Miao hurriedly saluted.
"Immortal Master."
"Your Majesty."
The white grass brushed his sleeves and made a move. There are so many ministers in the government and the opposition, and the etiquette that should be done still has to be done, and it is not okay not to give face.
A large number of people walked over.
Feng Quji looked at Bai Ji carefully, and Meng Yi introduced with a smile: "This is the right minister, Feng, go to the disease!" β
"I've seen the Immortal Master."
"Prince."
The two also raised their hands to signal.
Feng Quji, Chu Jun naturally heard of this person. An extremely capable person, in the face of persecution later, chose to commit suicide with his son Feng Zai, leaving a sentence that would not be humiliated.
He looked to be older than Lis, about forty-five. He has white sideburns and a bushy goatee.
Bai Ji's understanding of Feng Quji's illness is limited to the history books, and he knows some things from the fat man's mouth these days. Feng Quji came from Confucianism in his early years, and later learned the skills of the Zongheng family, and was also proficient in the Mohist methods of governing the country and the people. When LΓΌ Buwei was the prime minister, he was the first to appear as the imperial historian, and it was not easy to go all the way.
"These three cylinders are auspicious?"
The old Qin people don't like to beat around the bush, so they go straight to the point.
Bai Ji nodded.
All the officials are there, and Chun Yuyue is standing behind with a crown.
Holding a blank bamboo slip in his hand, only a few words were written on it.
[In the twenty-eighth year of Wei, Geng Wuyue. Immortal into Xianyang, living in Xianyuan Palace, auspicious and ripe ......]
It hasn't been recorded later, but with a wolf pen, the ink on it is almost dry. Wait for the time to record, and then dip the pen and ink.
The most energetic thing in it is a middle-aged man, lying directly on the vat, his face is almost in the vat, sniffing hard.
"This is auspicious!"
O connoisseur!
Bah! Do you need to say this?
Anyone who looks at the gate knows it.
This is one of the Nine Qings' internal history of Zhisu, Sima Yi.
Well? The name is familiar.
The ancestor of this person is Sima Cuo, the former general of the Qin State, and now Gui is the ruler of the internal history of Su, mainly in charge of grain, gold and jade, simply put, he is in charge of the treasury.
The potato seedlings in the tank have begun to turn yellow, and the leaves have shrunken, which is a sign of ripeness.
Bai Ji introduced, Chun Yuyue and several other doctors worked hard to write the book.
The pen never paused, just like a horse race, to see who wrote quickly and well.
Tsk, it's not easy to be a shorthand.
Others are okay, fifty percent of what Bai Ji says is vernacular, and they still have to revise it. The bamboo slips are so big, they don't have the ability to memorize them all. Under the fact that a few doctors almost broke their pens, Bai Ji can be regarded as having finished speaking.
"So, can you dig it?"
"Dig it." Bai Ji waved his hand, "After digging, store it quickly, and try to avoid sun exposure, otherwise it will be easy to rot and deteriorate, and it will be poisoned." β
Poisoning?!
Several ministers looked at each other, all of them in shock.
"If you keep it well, you won't be poisoned."
"Why is that?"
"Because of science."
Reese:......
Meng Yi: ......
Courtiers:......
Chun Yuyue's pen is about to fold, and this job can't be done!
It's not that Bai Ji doesn't explain, it's that he can't explain it at all. It's like he said that chili peppers are actually a kind of poison, will anyone believe it?
Ahem, they probably believe it!
Digging auspicious rui is a matter that naturally cannot be handed over to others. Qin Shi Huang said that he had to dig it out and take a look at it himself, and asked Chun Yuyue to polish his pen well.
As a result, there is another strong stroke on the "History of Qin".
[Emperor Cai Xiangrui, born with a vision, a golden cloud on his head, get it! ] γ
Qin Shi Huang carried a large bunch of potatoes in his hand, each weighing two or three catties, bigger than a fist. It's good-looking, nothing pothole-like, it's definitely delicious.
Bai Ji looked at it for a long time, but Jin Yun didn't see it anyway, but there were a few dark clouds.
Then on the seniority, Feng went to do it quickly. It's like a groundhog, digging hard with both hands in the dirt. Don't dare to use utensils, what if you hurt Xiangrui?
His eyes were red with tears, and he held a large string in his hand. It's not small, all of them are as big as a fist.
Sima Yi patted his thigh excitedly and counted on the side. At this rate, wouldn't it have to be more than fifty stones?!
This is the supreme merit that is enough to make merit and sanctification, that is, it is not too much to let Bai Ji enter the ancestral temple now and be worshiped by the incense of the public office for generations.
All the potatoes were dug up, piled into a pile of potatoes, and temporarily draped with kudzu to avoid direct exposure to the sun.
"How much?"
Qin Shi Huang clenched his fists and turned to ask.
"Super ...... Over 50 ...... Stone! β
Sima Yi stammered. This is a rough calculation, but in fact it is a little bit of a statement.
Qin Shi Huang held the potato in his hand, rubbed his eyes, and smiled.
Feng Quji, Li Si, Wang Ben, and Meng Yi also laughed.
Laugh so much and loud!
Since the merger of the six countries, this is the happiest time they laughed.
It seems that all difficulties have vanished.