Chapter 327

"Pass the word down: damaging the auspicious signs is not a crime, do not always think of committing suicide."

"These auspicious signs are destined to be eaten sooner or later, what does it matter if they are damaged?"

"The life of a Great Qin Ruishi is priceless! Even ten thousand jin, one hundred thousand jin, or even a million jin of auspicious signs cannot compare to one Great Qin Ruishi!"

The surrounding soldiers were so excited that they shouted loudly.

The Crown Prince's words completely moved them.

"Long live the Crown Prince! Long live Great Qin!"

"Long live the Crown Prince! Long live Great Qin!"

"Long live the Crown Prince! Long live Great Qin!"

General Zhang Han Han and Zhang Jiao looked at Ying Ying Zi Ye with strange expressions.

Inadvertently winning the hearts of a group of people, truly impressive.

General Zhang Han Han went back to report the news, and Zhang Jiao also went to convey the Crown Prince's order.

"Nine... Your Highness the Crown Prince, will the Emperor punish us?"

Seeing that everyone had left, Han Xin asked weakly.

"You kid, are you afraid of punishment?"

"Where did that courage from just now go?"

Han Xin scratched his head; if there was no punishment, who would want to be punished?

"Xin has caused trouble for Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Ying Ying Zi Ye waved his hand, stopping Han Xin.

"You did the right thing, it's not trouble."

"Next time something like this happens, continue to stop it."

"The life of a Great Qin Ruishi is very valuable."

Seeing that the matter here was settled, Ying Ying Zi Ye continued to stroll through the sweet potato fields.

General Zhang Han Han returned to the Emperor's side.

He reported everything that had just happened.

"The Crown Prince's words... are really... flawless."

Ying Zheng lowered his head in thought.

The life of a Great Qin Ruishi is priceless!

Even ten thousand jin, one hundred thousand jin! Or even a million jin of auspicious signs cannot compare to one Great Qin Ruishi!

These words were flawless!

It seems his perspective was too small.

They are just auspicious signs.

Now they are everywhere!

There are as many as one wants!

The surrounding ministers were also silent after hearing this.

The life of a Great Qin Ruishi is priceless; these words also moved them.

At this moment.

Meng Yi walked over, holding sheets of Xuan paper in his hand.

It could be seen that Meng Yi was exceptionally excited at this moment.

His body was trembling as he walked.

"Your Majesty, good news, extremely good news!"

The officials looked at the Shangqing Meng Yi upon hearing this.

What could make the civil and military Meng Yi so agitated?

Looking at him, there was no sign of a Shangqing at all.

"What is it?"

Ying Zheng came back to his senses, looking at the excited Meng Yi.

"Your Majesty, it's a bumper harvest!"

"Just now, this humble minister calculated that the sweet potato yield per mu is 10,000 jin! The potato yield per mu is 12,000!"

Meng Yi was trembling as he spoke.

Originally, they had agreed that the sweet potato and potato yield per mu would be seven or eight thousand jin.

They already felt that was extremely excessive.

That's why they named them auspicious signs.

But now that they had harvested, it was far more than what was originally said!

Sweet potato yield per mu is 10,000 jin! Potato yield per mu is 12,000 jin!

Boom~!

Once this news came out.

The civil and military officials were in an uproar.

"Heavens, was there a miscalculation?"

"10,000 jin? 12,000 jin?"

"Heavens, it's several thousand jin more than what was said before!"

"Could Meng Yi have miscalculated?"

"It must be a miscalculation, how could there be so many jin?!"

"A yield of seven or eight thousand jin was already excessive, but now it far exceeds the original number."

"What happened to the seven or eight thousand jin per mu?"

"This... is unbelievable!"

The ministers were in chaos.

They all scrambled to verify if there was a miscalculation.

Ying Zheng's body also trembled inadvertently.

"Shangqing Meng, did you... calculate correctly?"

"Is there really that much?"

Meng Yi took the Xuan paper and handed it to Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty, this humble minister also thought there was a miscalculation and calculated it three times."

"The number obtained is indeed this, not a bit more, not a bit less!"

Meng Yi's hands were trembling; even he couldn't believe this quantity.

Even after calculating three times, he still couldn't believe it.

Sweet potato yield per mu is 10,000 jin!

Potato yield per mu is 12,000 jin!

What happened to the seven or eight thousand jin?

Ying Zheng took the Xuan paper.

He looked at the data recorded on it seriously and carefully.

After reading it, he couldn't help but become excited.

"Meng Yi, when can the auspicious signs in the various commanderies and counties around Great Qin be harvested?"

Ying Zheng took a few deep breaths before asking this question.

"This..."

"Your Majesty, the other commanderies and counties are still early."

"After all, the first batch of auspicious signs was planted here."

"The auspicious signs in the other commanderies and counties were all planted using the sweet potato stems from here."

"Previously, there were some auspicious sign seeds that the Crown Prince bestowed upon Zheng Min, the Governor of Sishui Commandery, who brought them back to Sishui Commandery; they were also the first batch, but there were too few."

"The other commanderies and counties are more than a month later than here, and it will probably take more than a month to harvest."

Meng Yi's memory was quite good, and he quickly stated the situation of the auspicious signs in the various commanderies and counties.

Ying Zheng pondered for a long time. ===== CHAPTER 329 =====