Chapter 65

Only when the moment of true success arrives will they likely discuss this matter.

Soon, the government stepped forward to open the granaries for disaster relief!

The commoners who received the news swarmed in!

The entire city of Xianyang was stirred into a frenzy by this news.

The commoners waiting to receive the chestnuts and rice soon formed a long, winding dragon of a queue.

"Official, my family has many mouths to feed, can I receive a bit more?"

When it was the turn of a sallow-faced, gaunt middle-aged farmer to receive his share, he pleaded with the official distributing the grain for a little extra.

The official looked at this frail middle-aged man; he was an adult, yet it was hard to say if he even weighed eighty jin.

Therefore, he did not scold him, but instead shouted loudly to those in line: "His Majesty cares for the people, and the Ninth Prince also empathizes with the hearts of the populace!"

"The grain is distributed according to the number of people; if you have many family members, just have them come and line up to receive it!"

"Thank you, Official!" The middle-aged farmer said, preparing to kneel.

But he was stopped by the official: "This is His Majesty's grace and the Ninth Prince's order; we are merely executing it. Thank them, there is no need to kneel to me!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Ninth Prince!"

Carrying the grain, the frail middle-aged man hurried excitedly back toward his home outside the city of Xianyang.

He had come to Xianyang today to buy some things, never expecting to encounter such a stroke of good fortune.

He had initially thought it was a lie, but now that he had actually received the grain, he hurried back to the village to tell everyone.

And such scenes were happening in many places throughout Xianyang.

It is believed that within a few days, the entire Great Qin will receive this news.

By then, the commoners will be able to fill their bellies, preventing them from starving to death, and the resentment among the people will also be greatly reduced.

Ying Ying Zi Ye was unaware of these matters; at this moment, he had not returned to his residence, but had instead stopped by the Artisan Office, which was under the jurisdiction of the Lesser Treasury.

"Your subordinate, Sun Wu of the Artisan Office, pays respects to the Ninth Prince."

The manager of the Artisan Office dared not be negligent and politely ushered Ying Ying Zi Ye into the office.

He was aware of the affairs at court; the entire Lesser Treasury had now been bestowed upon the Ninth Prince by His Majesty.

The entire Lesser Treasury belonged to the Ninth Prince, and here, the Ninth Prince had the final say.

If he were to displease the Ninth Prince, his career as a manager would likely be at an end.

And the Artisan Office was merely a small part under the Lesser Treasury.

"Are you the manager here?"

"Yes, Ninth Prince."

Sun Wu bowed, not daring to harbor the slightest bit of contempt.

"Very well. Gather all the artisans and make these things for me. Make as many as possible; they will be useful in the future."

"And from now on, you will serve this Prince alone. If you do well, there will be rewards for all!"

After Ying Ying Zi Ye finished speaking, he took two sheets of Xuan paper from his robes.

"Rest assured, Ninth Prince, we will certainly assist with all our might!"

When Sun Wu saw the Xuan paper in the Ninth Prince's hand, his eyes lit up.

This was Xuan paper, a treasure that could replace the bamboo slips of Great Qin!

Sun Wu took the Xuan paper, trembling with excitement; the feel of this Xuan paper was simply wonderful.

Smooth, thin, and incredibly light—it was more than a hundred times better than bamboo slips for writing!

If everyone in Great Qin could use this Xuan paper, how wonderful that would be; everyone could read!

When Sun Wu saw clearly what was drawn on the Xuan paper, he was stunned.

"Ninth Prince, this is..."

He did not know what it was, but it looked somewhat familiar. ===== CHAPTER 67 =====