Meng Ao's statement is quite novel.

At least, Ying Zheng has never heard of similar statements in the past.

Ju Zizhou has always taught him that he always takes the method of directly pointing to the root cause as the core, and aims to find problems in reality and solve problems. There will be no such pure subjective thinking that goes beyond reality and rises to almost metaphysical thinking.

Today, when I heard a similar statement, Ying Zheng felt... very novel.

It seems to make sense, but I always feel... I always feel something is wrong.

Ying Zheng lowered his head and thought.

Meng Ao looked at Ying Zheng's appearance and felt relieved.

After all, he is just a child, so he is too cautious.

He looked stern and waited for Ying Zheng to look up and admit defeat.

Behind Meng Ao, the six Confucian scholars dared not say anything, but looked at each other and couldn't understand their thoughts.

Not long after, Ying Zheng raised his head.

Meng Ao looked at him.

Ying Zheng's eyes were full of contempt.

...

"Come with me." Ju Zizhou waved his hand and signaled dozens of husbands behind him to follow him: "Down with an iron saw."

"Neither, what do you want to do to pick so many bamboos?" Jing asked: "This forest is the royal forest... we should not come here to harvest..."

"No problem, I have asked the prince for the bamboo in this forest. Just keep the logging process, and I will bear the responsibility." Ju Zizhou said.

The mirror looked at Ju Zizhou and remembered the twenty acres of land: "Neither... Otherwise, let's go back to build a public toilet..."

It is too dangerous to cut down bamboo in the royal forest, and they dare not do it.

It’s hard to live a little better, and they didn’t even have time to enjoy a few more days. How dare they just break the law?

Ju Zizhou sighed and became tough: "This is an order, not an agreement, go to log quickly!"

The mirror trembled, sighed softly, and turned around to command the people to start cutting bamboo.

Ju Zizhou watched them start to do work, sighed, tied up his cuffs and trousers, and joined them.

The weather is getting dryer.

Although it was the end of October in winter, there was no rain or snow, but frost was seen on the weeds on the roadside every morning.

However, the frost is getting less and less.

A few days ago, it wasn't that cold, and I could still feel the mist when I woke up in the morning.

In the past few days, it has become colder every day, so cold that I have to wear thick clothes, but the frost, flowers and fog are less.

Some experienced and old Qin people knew that this was going to drought.

This is the climate of this land in Qin State. It has a lot of rainfall in the south, less rainfall in the north, and drought is prominent.

When there is no drought, rainfall in July, August and September can cause disasters, but once the drought occurs, it can really be called grains without harvest.

"Spring drought is not considered drought, summer drought is half less..." Ju Zizhou sighed.

The iron saw is sitting on the bamboo.

"Neither, don't we really need to collect manure?" Jing asked secretly, stretching his head over.

As the farming manager of the Farmers Association, he was still very dedicated and responsible. When he saw the twenty acres of land in Ju Zizhou, he immediately wanted to replicate the high yield.

Ju Zizhou shook his head: "We can be busy with manure matters throughout the winter, but the current matter needs to be as soon as possible."

"But what can we do during drought and flood?" Jing sighed: "It's better to dig a few more cellars to store some water."

"It's not urgent to dig a cellar." Ju Zizhou said: "Download the bamboo first. The cellar and the public toilet are the same fortifications. In the future, when there are too many shovels, you can take it slowly."

"In the face of drought and flood, there are still many things people can do!" Ju Zizhou sighed.

...

"The king has appointed Meng Ao as the young tutor of the crown prince?" Lu Buwei stood up and poured wine for the Qin King Yiren.

"Yes." Yiren bowed and thanked: "I originally wanted to teach you how to teach me the prince on behalf of me, but I thought that you, my king and ministers would have to do things recently, and everything would be busy. My family and professor Cheng Guo would definitely not be able to spare their time, so I chose someone casually and asked him to teach the prince."

Lu Buwei lowered his head and looked deeply at the wine bottle in front of Yi Ren.

You didn't just pick someone!

"Your Majesty, I heard from the Siyuan that there will be a drought this year?" Lu Buwei asked.

"Yes!" Yiren nodded: "When it's going to be a drought, the people will definitely suffer. How come Haotian...why wouldn't he give me the Qin people a moment to rest?"

"The king's pity for the Qin people, I believe the Qin people can feel it!" Lu Buwei bowed deeply.

He knew that Yi Ren was talking nonsense.

Yiren also knew that Lu Buwei knew that he was talking nonsense.

However, the two of them can still use this to meet the ideas.

"Please take care of your jade body and never hurt it. Otherwise, the Qin people will hurt their master and be punished by heaven. It will be a disaster on the day of drought!"

Yiren immediately sat upright: "Sir, what he taught me."

"Your Majesty, I heard..." Lu Buwei asked: "In the copper and iron furnace, the best one can cut gold and cut jade in the "steel stir-frying method"?"

"That's true!" Yiren nodded: "It's a pity that such a good iron and such a powerful weapon cannot bring full food to the Qin people... Alas, I'm a sin!"

The strange man covered his face with his sleeve.

"Master, maybe!" Lu Buwei said.

"Oh?" Yiren immediately lost the guilt of "Wuyan" and looked at Lu Buwei seriously: "Dare to ask sir to teach me!"

"What kind of virtue is my subordinate? How dare you teach Your Majesty?" Lu Buwei stood up and bowed: "Your Majesty, I have heard of a strange thing recently in the city."

"Oh? What's the strange thing?" Yi Ren showed curiosity at the right time.

"When the ministers and their guests were having a banquet at Nulu, they heard the Zhou merchants drunk and said, "The Emperor of Zhou and Han and Zhao were plotting against Qin."

"Oh?" Yi Ren was surprised: "Is it true?"

Lu Buwei shook his head and bowed deeply: "My subordinates are not sure that this is the merchant's critical statement, or it is true, but please give me a month to the next, and I must check the root cause in detail!"

"How can one be done in January?" Yiren immediately raised his eyebrows: "I will give you two months. Please make sure to find out the whole story of this matter for me and Qin!"

"What if it is true?" Lu Buwei asked.

The stranger showed a tangle on his face.

Lu Buwei sighed and said in a solemn voice: "King, this is not the time of benevolence, so the king should make a decision!"

Yiren gritted his teeth: "If this matter is serious... I will mobilize troops first, attack and destroy Zhou Ni, and take all the land to serve as a warning!"

"It is indeed a blessing for Qin State and the people of Qin!" Lu Buwei bowed again.

After worshiping, he glanced at the historian not far away.

The historian noticed Lu Buwei's gaze, looked up and smiled at him, and continued to lower his head to write.

"I would like to regard Mr. Wenxin as the prime minister, and I will be granted the title of marquis... Is Mr. Wenxin willing to accept it?" Yiren asked after bowing.

...

Leaving the Qin Palace, Wenxin Hou Lu Buwei said to his subordinates: "Go and release the news. Within half a month, everyone in Xianyang will know about this matter!"

"only."
Chapter completed!