sovbooks Chapter 33 The Conspiracy of the Former Powerful!
Chapter 33 The Conspiracy of the Former Powerful!
"yes!"
The two guards obeyed the order, picked up hoes, and strode into the lush experimental field.
Upon seeing this, Feng Yuan and the other ministers' contemptuous smiles deepened.
"Hmph, all pretense! Let's see how he gets out of this mess!"
"Exactly! His Majesty was also deceived by this sorcerer, actually believing that fruit could grow underground!"
"Just wait and see, today will be the day this fiend is utterly disgraced!"
They whispered among themselves, their voices low but filled with schadenfreude.
Everyone straightened their backs, ready to witness Zhang Fan's impending embarrassment.
however!
"Pfft!"
A guard suddenly plunged a hoe into the soft soil, and with a gentle pry, he used his arm to break it open!
next second!
Gollum-
As the dark soil was turned over.
Several golden, round potatoes, bigger than an adult's fist.
It rolled onto the ground!
One, two, three... a total of five or six!
boom!!!!
The entire courtyard.
In that instant, a deathly silence fell!
Everyone's ridicule was like that of a duck with its neck choked.
It stopped abruptly, frozen on his face!
"What...what is this?!"
A minister rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing!
Feng Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
He stared intently at the few potatoes on the ground, his mind completely blank!
How is that possible?!
Something is actually growing underground?!
And how come so many have grown under just one plant?!
Before they could even recover from the initial shock!
"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
The two guards were also stunned.
But after receiving a signal from Ying Zheng.
They immediately sped up, their hoes flying up and down!
Glug glug!
Glug glug!
As the potato vines were turned over, more and more potatoes emerged from the ground!
A whole nest!
Two litters!
Ten nests!
In just a moment!
A small mountain has sprung up on what was once a flat piece of land!
A small mountain made of potatoes!
The visual impact was so overwhelming!
So shocking!
"Oh my god!"
Even Li Si, the imperial prime minister who had seen many storms, could not remain calm at this moment!
He strode forward, his voice trembling.
"This...this...this output..."
Fusu rushed straight to the potato mountain.
He squatted down in disbelief, picked up a potato, and its heavy weight made his heart tremble!
it is true!
All this is true!
The ministers who had originally come to watch the spectacle were now completely dumbfounded!
They all gaped, their eyes wide open!
"No...impossible...this is absolutely impossible!"
A minister muttered to himself, looking utterly dejected.
"Each plant produces five or six fruits...and this acre...that would be so many?!"
Another minister's voice trembled.
He dared not calculate it, nor could he calculate it!
Imperial Censor Feng Yuan was trembling all over!
That wasn't from anger, it was from fear!
Looking at the mountain of potatoes, he felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!
He finally understood!
The yield is fifty shi per mu!
That's not empty talk! That's not arrogance!
He was wrong!
They were all wrong!
That's completely wrong!
On the ridge of the field, Ying Zheng's breathing became extremely rapid at this moment!
His body was trembling slightly.
Not out of fear, but out of extreme ecstasy!
His domineering tiger eyes were fixed on the potato mountain.
An unprecedented light shone in his eyes!
He saw it!
He saw that the granaries of the Qin Dynasty were piled up like mountains!
He saw that the people of Qin would no longer have to worry about famine!
He saw that the Qin cavalry had no worries about logistics and could sweep away the Xiongnu and pacify the surrounding barbarians!
He saw a truly powerful and eternally indestructible empire slowly rising before his eyes!
This is an auspicious sign!
This is a true auspicious omen!
It was Heaven that bestowed upon him the Great Qin Dynasty, no!
It was a supreme treasure of the Qin Dynasty bestowed upon him by someone from the future!
"Hahaha...hahahahahaha!!"
Ying Zheng could no longer contain his joy and suddenly stood up from his seat, laughing loudly to the sky!
He slowly suppressed his smile, his gaze sharp as lightning, coldly sweeping over the ministers below who had already turned ashen-faced.
"My esteemed ministers,"
Ying Zheng's voice wasn't loud, but it struck everyone's heart with a thud.
"Now, is there any further objection to these potatoes?"
Inside the courtyard, you could hear a pin drop.
All the ministers lowered their heads, silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to utter a single word of dissent.
objection?
What objection do you have?
The mountain of potatoes was the loudest slap in the face, slapping their faces until they were swollen!
He remained silent for a long time!
Finally, a minister stepped forward shakily and said in a weak voice:
"No...nothing more, we...have no further objections."
"The production of such divine objects is astonishing!"
"Your Majesty, I believe that saying it yields a thousand catties per mu is an understatement!"
"In my humble opinion, this...this yield per mu could be as high as two thousand jin!"
These words truly came from the bottom of my heart.
That terrifying output has completely shattered their understanding.
"snort!"
Ying Zheng snorted coldly, his joy quickly replaced by a chilling imperial majesty.
He looked at the group of ministers who had been jumping around a moment ago, but were now silent.
A flash of undisguised disgust crossed his eyes.
"Since there are no objections,"
Ying Zheng abruptly waved his dragon sleeve, his voice as cold as ice:
"Then what are you still standing here for?!"
"Don't stand here in the way!"
boom!
This merciless rebuke sent a shiver down the spines of all the ministers.
Their faces burned with shame and indignation.
Not daring to linger any longer, they bowed low, retreated in fear and trepidation, and slunk away from the courtyard.
His disheveled appearance was like that of a defeated dog.
……
The atmosphere was extremely oppressive on the way out of the courtyard.
A dozen or so ministers walked together, each with a livid face, clenched fists, and not uttering a word.
Especially the Imperial Censor Feng Yuan.
His face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water!
The higher the potato yield, the greater the impact on them!
Once this product is fully deployed throughout the Qin territory.
The grain hoarded by these powerful families whose foundation is the grain business will become worthless!
They will be completely shaken!
"It's over...it's all over!"
A minister, looking utterly dejected, muttered to himself.
"With this thing appearing, we have no chance of survival!"
"Indeed! With such a divine object, His Majesty will only rely on Zhang Fan even more!"
"The good days I've been waiting for are probably over!"
"Master Feng! What should we do now? Please give us a suggestion!"
"If this continues, we'll all starve!"
Everyone was extremely anxious and surrounded Feng Yuan, chattering all at once.
They saw him as their last lifeline.
"What's all the noise about?"
Feng Yuan suddenly stopped and turned around to shout angrily at the crowd!
His cloudy old eyes were now flashing with a cold and crazy light!
"What's the panic? The sky hasn't fallen yet!"
"Has our plan failed just like that?!"
Feng Yuan's voice was kept extremely low.
"Have you forgotten that we haven't even used our real killer move yet!"
The ministers were taken aback upon hearing this, but then a spark of hope rekindled in their eyes.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Feng Yuan sneered and continued:
"Didn't Zhang Fan say that these potatoes were auspicious?"
"Alright! Let's turn him into the greatest omen of misfortune in the world!"
"Next, His Majesty and Zhang Fan will definitely find a way to promote large-scale cultivation! This is our opportunity!"
His eyes flashed coldly as he spoke, word by word:
"At that time, the people will inevitably be terrified, and public resentment will boil over!"
"Let us raise our voices again, declaring their heretical lies and misleading the masses, thus inviting divine punishment!"
"Zhang Fan will be unable to defend himself and will die without a proper burial!"
Feng Yuan paused, then a more sinister smile appeared on his face:
"Not only that! We ourselves will also secretly cultivate these potatoes on a large scale!"
"When we have a successful harvest, but the government's fields yield nothing, do you think... the people's hearts will be with whom?"
"We've transformed ourselves into heroes who averted 'divine retribution' and spoke up for the people!"
"And Zhang Fan became a sinner who defied Heaven and brought disaster upon himself!"
"By then, with food in our hands and the hearts of the people in our grasp, then..."
boom!!!
Upon hearing this plan, all the ministers gasped in shock.
I felt a chill run down my spine and straight to the top of my head!
poison!
That's incredibly toxic!
This is no longer a simple commercial struggle; this is... an attempt to steal the country!
After a brief moment of shock, boundless greed and excitement instantly consumed everyone's reason.
"Brilliant! Master Feng's plan is truly brilliant!"
"That's right! If we handle things properly, we can not only eliminate Zhang Fan, but also win the hearts of the people!"
"Hahaha! What will Zhang Fan have to fight us with then?"
The group exchanged glances, and smiles appeared on their faces.
They were no longer dejected; their eyes blazed with renewed fighting spirit, and their steps became lighter.
"There's no time to lose!"
A cold glint flashed in Feng Yuan's eyes. "All of you, return to your residence immediately! Begin preparations!"
"promise!"
The ministers responded in unison and then dispersed.
They disappeared into the shadow of Xianyang Palace.