Zhao Gao got up and followed behind Zhao Mu.

The two walked through the corridor and came to the backyard, Zhao Mu pointed to the golden rice field in front of him, and said with a smile: "Lord Zhao, what do you think of this thing?" ”

"What is this?"

Seeing the golden patch in front of him, Zhao Gao was slightly stunned, and stepped forward with some doubts.

When he took a closer look, his expression changed slightly, he picked up the ear of rice and looked at it carefully, and said in disbelief: "This is rice?!" ”

"That's right, it's rice." Zhao Mu nodded.

"But ......," Zhao Gao looked at the huge rice grain in his hand in shock.

It's not that there is no rice in Daqin, but the yield per mu of this crop is extremely low, far inferior to millet and the like.

But the golden patch in front of him told him that this was rice!

"This rice was developed by Ben Gongzi himself, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary rice."

"This rice can not only yield eight stones per mu (da

)！ If you plant it in the south, you can grow twice a year! Zhao Mu smiled lightly.

Hearing this, Zhao Gao was completely shocked.

Eight stones per mu, what is this concept?

You must know that the crops in Daqin now, the millet with the highest yield, produce two stones per mu a year! It's only two and a half stones!

But Zhao Mu told him that the rice in front of him could actually yield eight stones per mu, and even double cropping a year!

Although he, Zhao Gao, was a eunuch, he also knew how much benefit it would bring to Great Qin if everything in front of him was true!

People say that he Zhao Gao is a traitor, but he is also a loyal minister!

He is loyal to the First Emperor and loyal to Daqin!

Zhao Gao's figure flickered, and the whole person came to Zhao Mu in an instant, and grabbed Zhao Mu's shoulders tightly with both hands.

His eyes were red, he stared at Zhao Mu directly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Childe, are you serious?!" ”

Feeling a huge force coming down his shoulder, Zhao Mu frowned.

"Childe!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Ning'er, who was not far behind her, changed her face and ran over anxiously.

"Presumptuous!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and I saw a sword light appear from behind Zhao Mu, stabbing directly at Zhao Gao.

The cold sword aura made Zhao Gao, who was out of shape, instantly come back to his senses, his face changed, and his figure flashed and retreated half a zhang.

Seeing Zhao Mu with a gloomy face, he hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "The old slave should die!" Offended Childe! ”

"Get out of the way, get up." Zhao Mu waved his hand with an ugly face.

"Thank you Gongzi!"

Zhao Gao's face turned pale and slowly got up, but his eyes looked behind Zhao Mu.

I saw that behind Zhao Mu, there was a man in black wearing a mask, looking at him coldly.

Sensing the momentum emanating from the man in black, Zhao Gao's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't imagine that there was such a master by the side of the tenth prince.

looked at Chu Ning'er with a cold face again, and was shocked and even more surprised at the same time.

Not only is the secret guard strong in martial arts, but the maids around him are also good.

Zhao Gao squinted, everyone was wrong.

They all thought that the tenth prince had no one to support him, and he was a son with no sense of existence.

Now it seems that there must be a very powerful force behind the Ten Princes.

Steady and invisible, Zhao Gao looked at Zhao Mu with a displeased face, and said with a sneer: "Please also ask the son to atone for his sins, the old slave was too excited just now to ......"

"Forget it, this son knows that if anyone else sees all this, it will be like this." Zhao Mu said calmly.

Seeing that Zhao Mu's attitude was much colder than just now, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Zhao Gao's face, coughed, and said solemnly: "Childe, why don't you enter the palace with the old slave now?" ”

He couldn't wait to tell Yingzheng all this.

With these grains, Daqin will solve many natural disaster problems.

Zhao Mu nodded, turned his head and said to Chu Ning'er, "Ning'er, go prepare the carriage." ”

……

Out of Huaqing Pavilion.

Zhao Mu got into the carriage, and Zhao Gao followed on horseback, slowly driving towards Xianyang Palace.

Glancing back at Hua Qingge, a trace of solemnity appeared in Zhao Gao's eyes.

Just now, when he couldn't control the aura in his body at the edge of the rice field, he obviously felt that in addition to the secret guard beside Zhao Mu, there was also a terrifying qi machine locking onto him.

The feeling that made his scalp tingle, he hadn't felt it in decades.

"I didn't expect that the tenth prince would have a great master of the Yuheng Realm sitting by his side!"

"However, we have to find out who is behind the scenes, otherwise this seat will be uneasy." Zhao Gao sighed in his heart.

Familiar places, familiar scenes.

Outside the palace gate, Zhao Mu saw several sons again, and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Tenth brother."

Fusu walked over with a faint smile on his face and asked, "What have you found out about the source of the phonograph?" ”

Zhao Mu shook his head, pretending to sigh helplessly: "This thing is too mysterious, Mu has no clue so far." ”

Fusu was slightly stunned, was silent for a moment, sighed, and said, "Don't worry, ten brothers, if you need help, you can find a brother." ”

"Thank you, big brother." Zhao Mu said solemnly with sincere eyes.

The conversation between the two was also heard clearly by several sons not far away.

One of the young men with a gloomy face sneered: "The old ten is really stupid, he still believes the words of the boss. ”

Another young man shook his fan and chuckled: "Fifth brother, you can't say that, after all, the boss has Confucian support, but if he can pull Lao Shi past him, his position will only be more stable." ”

"What the seventh brother said is, it's just that now my father is in the prime of life, haha, I don't know when it will be his turn to sit in that position." A tall young man chuckled under his breath.

Yingzheng has many heirs.

But now there are only the eldest son Fusu, as well as the third son, the fifth son, the seventh son, and the tenth son Zhao Mu.

Others, others, either die young or young.

As for the princess, she is not qualified to go to court.

Although several sons and Fusu do not deal with each other, they still have to do things on the surface.

After a few words of greeting each other, Fusu took the lead, and several people walked into the palace one after another.

Above the main hall, there was silence.

The faces of each of the officials were not very good-looking.

Ying Zheng on the dragon chair has an expressionless face, his eyes are deep and waveless, and he can't see any emotional changes.

But vaguely, several people noticed that Ying Zheng's aura around him was very depressed, and obviously, this one's mood was not very good.

Even Fusu at this moment, his expression is much more solemn than before.

"Erchen has seen his father."

Several people saluted in unison.

"Flat."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, looked at several sons, stayed on Zhao Mu for a moment, and finally his gaze fell directly on Fusu.

said in a flat tone: "Fusu, do you know about the Northwest?" ”

This sound, with endless majesty, came straight down.

Fusu nodded and said solemnly, "I know." ”

"Now that you know, why are so many displaced people pouring into Xianyang, and Confucianism is located in the northwest, why don't you go to the disaster relief?" Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes, and a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes.