"There's nothing wrong with that. Take two teams of soldiers and shoot all the animals inside, and reclaim the Shanglin Garden." Ying Zheng waved his hand and made the decision directly.

Now that spring planting is nearing its end, he has no other land to grow these crops.

The land of Shanglinyuan is big enough, so you can plant crops with confidence. Anyway, Shanglinyuan is just a place for hunting. Let's cancel hunting in the future. Hunting is not as important as food, and the yield of food is still dozens of stones per mu.

Fusu was shocked: "Father, this is impossible. Shanglin Garden is the site of the Royal Hunting Festival. If we reclaim it for farming, what will happen to the festival in the future?"

Shanglinyuan holds hunting activities every year. In addition to being an annual event, it is also a way to test the abilities of the younger generation.

If such a grand event is canceled rashly, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction among the nobles.

Also, what kind of grain is this? Could it be that father has been deceived by someone?

"Why not? Shanglin Garden is mine. I can do whatever I want. It's just a hunting event. It's boring to be the same every year." Ying Zheng became angry after being stopped by Fusu repeatedly.

It was like this every time. Whenever he wanted to do something big, Fusu would stand up and oppose it.

The father and son were at loggerheads with each other, the atmosphere became tense, and Zhao Gao's heart was beating fast.

He did not want Prince Fusu to become the next monarch of the Qin Dynasty because the two Meng brothers supported Fusu.

With Fusu's ascension to the throne, the Meng brothers became even more powerful, and it became even more impossible for him to take revenge.

Ying Zheng was unhappy. This kid was really tactless and always liked to go against him. The little girl was sensible.

Is hunting for food important? Or is it that magical food, once grown, it is a great achievement.

He handed this matter over to Fusu in order to let him make a contribution and gain more support from the court.

He has done so much for him, but this kid doesn't understand it at all and always goes against him. How can he possibly harm him?

In the end, Ying Zheng was determined and Fusu compromised and agreed.

Seeing Fusu leave, Ying Zheng sighed for what could not be verified.

Next, there is something more important. Ren Xiong and Zhao Tuo have been transferred back, and it is time to make arrangements for them.

Ren Xiong is easier to deal with. He can be given a title and allowed to retire. According to my daughter, he won't live for many more years.

Zhao Tuo, however, needed him to think carefully about this. First, he should arrange a suitable position for him, and then find a way to kill him directly and put an end to it.

On the Mohist side, the workshop is open to the public, and many people are interested in the papermaking process and come to watch.

Inside the workshop, a manager took them on a tour and told them what the various processes were and what they needed to pay attention to.

The Mohists were so generous that many people praised them for their benevolence and righteousness, at least on the surface they all supported the Mohists.

As for what he was thinking, he didn't keep the secret recipe to himself, but instead revealed it to everyone. The people of Mohism must be stupid.

If it were them, they would definitely keep it to themselves and keep this money-making skill firmly in their hands.

The Mohist school was very lively today, with people coming and going in an endless stream. Even the Confucianists, who were known for their pretentiousness, shamelessly sent people over.

Fusu brought his men to Shanglin Garden, where the tenant farmers brought from Jingshui Pavilion were already waiting.

The army took action to shoot the wild animals in Shanglin Garden, and it took only more than a day to clear it out.

The next day, Ying Zheng assigned all the farmers to Fusu and asked them to help him open up the wasteland. He also stationed troops outside Shanglin Garden, and Wang Ben personally guarded it to ensure that not even a mosquito could fly into Shanglin Garden.

Seeing that his father actually sent troops over, Fusu was even more confused.

He had already looked at the sweet potatoes and potatoes, and he didn't really trust what the tenant farmer said.

I felt a little devastated and had no idea what my father meant.

Although the farmers were a little surprised by the First Emperor's decision, they were very interested in this new crop.

They tasted some and found that the sweet potatoes were very sweet and were delicious whether eaten raw or roasted.

Potatoes are delicious when roasted, or you can boil them and peel them before eating.

The yield that the tenant farmers described was too exaggerated. Even if it was only half, they would be satisfied.

After a few orders from the First Emperor, the annual hunting festival was cancelled, Shanglin Garden was requisitioned for farming, and troops were sent there to garrison, and the one sent was General Wang Ben.

This left many people dumbfounded, and a group of people pushed Feng Quji to give advice to the emperor, hoping that the emperor would revoke his decision.

The ups and downs outside did not affect Zhao Qingrui at all. Ying Zheng was not going to let Zhao Qingrui know about this for the time being, so the housekeeper naturally did not dare to say anything more in front of Zhao Qingrui.

The snack bar opened, the tofu was cheap and delicious, and two recipes were given away, making it very popular in Xianyang.

Many of the snacks in the shop have never been seen by people here. Although the prices are a bit expensive, there is no shortage of rich people in Xianyang.

"Miss, there are not many mung beans and red dates left in Xianyang, and the master doesn't have much stock either. The snacks are selling well, so I'm afraid they won't be consumed for long." Steward Tao came to Zhao Qingrui.

"Then we can go buy from other places." Zhao Qingrui closed the account book. "Or, we can grow some ourselves. You can have someone harvest them first, and then collect some jujube tree seedlings, and any other fruit trees you see."

I don’t know if my father has a farm in Xianyang. If he does, we can start farming and animal husbandry together.

The pigs here are not castrated, they have a smell and she doesn't like eating them.

There are slaughtered pigs at Jingshui Pavilion, but it's too far away.

She will not go back here for the time being. She plans to set up a small farm here so that she can eat the fish at home and also make money from selling them.

In the evening, Fusu went to report on today's work, and his father left the palace again.

Fusu: ...

Well, if the emperor wants to find another woman, he can’t stop him.

Just as he was about to go back, he met Meng Yi, who came to help the First Emperor to deal with the unfinished government affairs.

There is a lot of work to do today, and Ying Zheng hasn't finished it yet. He plans to do it with his daughter later.

"Prince Fusu, are you looking for His Majesty?" Meng Yi bowed and saluted.

"Yes, where did my father go?" Fusu paused, still a little curious. Meng Yi must know.

"Your Majesty is resting in my villa in the western suburbs. If you have any important matters, I can help you report to Your Majesty."

"It's not important. We can talk about it tomorrow. Father is in your villa?" The honest Fusu couldn't help but twitch his lips. "Can I ask what's going on?"

"You will know it in a few days." Meng Yi said seriously.

Fusu was silent for two seconds, then looked at Meng Yi, "Could it be that what's being said outside is true?"

"What's the rumor?" Meng Yi was puzzled. He was very busy recently. Ying Zheng wanted to hold a grand ceremony for his daughter's return, and there were many things that needed to be prepared. In addition, he had been keeping an eye on His Majesty's fitness and weight loss these days, so he had no time to pay attention to other things.