Chapter 15: Ying Zheng: Obtaining the Elixir x21
The fire dragon easily swallowed the dark blue flame, then turned and showed off its power among the alchemists below the stage. The burning heat of the flame flashed past the ears, making people clearly feel the reality.
It turned out to be real fire.
"Next."
"Is that you?"
The Taoist priest who was called out subconsciously took a step back and shook his head to deny it, but the props at hand revealed the truth.
Wei Shengxue glanced at the items, raised an eyebrow and laughed: "These are all broken things, and you still use them to fool people."
Line gray hanging coin
"The rope has been soaked in brine and will not burn. It has nothing to do with ghosts or not."
"Next."
The lamp smoke turned into a snake.
"The lamp wick absorbs the blood of the little snake and then dries it in the shade. When you light it, a snake shape will appear."
"Next."
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After exposing more than a dozen scams in a row, Wei Shengxue became impatient.
"You guys are the best scammers after all, why are you always using these little tricks? Don't you have any special skills?"
"I'll do it." The man with goatee stepped forward.
Ying Zheng's popular science comes at the right time, "In this small space, he plays chess with the gods."
Wei Shengxue poked his head out and saw, haha, isn't this a magnet?
So the last alchemist who showed up also fell.
Oh, there is also a Mr. Xu who successfully switched to the shipping industry with his excellent eloquence and rich knowledge of navigation.
Yes, the famous Xu Fu in later generations did not even mention the overseas immortal mountains, but directly requested to "explore overseas lands for the Qin Dynasty and expand the territory of the Qin Dynasty."
No one else can match his ability to judge the situation.
As for the other alchemists...
The guards dragged them up from the ground, and the bronze blades at their waists reflected golden light, falling down crisscrossingly, as if cutting them into pieces of meat.
Ying Zheng snorted lightly, and slowly stroked the lines of the sleeve. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the collapsed Taoist priest below, with an indefinable expression on his face.
"You deceived first, then poisoned. According to the laws of the Qin Empire, what is your punishment?"
Meng Yi replied at the right moment: "According to the law, all three clans should be punished with the same punishment!"
"No!" The cry was shrill and desperate.
What are the five punishments?
The five major corporal punishments, tattooing, cutting off the nose, amputating the hands and feet, and cutting off the penis, were to be followed by death. The three clans refer to all members of the father's clan, the mother's clan, and the wife's clan.
The bloodiness is overwhelming just from the description.
Wei Shengxue's expression changed.
If these people died, she would be the indirect executioner.
"etc!"
As soon as she spoke, even the guards stopped their movements and waited for His Majesty's new instructions.
When she met Ying Zheng's gaze, she felt a surge of shame for being so generous to others. The shame was so strong that it made her face turn red.
"Daoyou," Wei Shengxue tried to encourage himself, "I know a thing or two about alchemy, and I can remove the toxins from your body."
So, can you please not involve so many people?
The black flag of Xuanniao fluttered in the wind behind him, casting a shadow on Ying Zheng's face, making it difficult to see his expression. "Fellow Daoist, you want to plead for them, right?"
"Since that's what you asked, then let them go."
He was so easy to talk to, which made Wei Shengxue feel even more guilty. She looked away and made up an excuse:
"There aren't any entertainment facilities here. Why not keep them to make fireworks wands for me?"
Then he turned to the alchemist and said, "You can use your knowledge of chemistry to make fairy wands, right?"
Listening to these unfamiliar terms, the alchemists wanted to say firmly, "I don't know!" However, now was not the time for them to rely on the emperor to call the shots. This was their only chance to survive.
then……
"I'm proficient in chemistry! Alchemy and silver refining are easy for me!"
"I studied under xxx, a master of chemistry. I am a chemistry expert under his master!"
"I, I..." The person who spoke later had his lines snatched away, and for a long time he couldn't think of anything to say. Facing the flashing swords beside him, he closed his eyes and made up his mind, shouting, "I can turn manure into gold! Let it enter the wheat and millet seedlings and grow into food!"
This voice was so amazing that even the Emperor, who was looking down on him from the high platform, turned his gaze to him.
Food made from shit...it's so cool just thinking about it
Unexpectedly, the immortal exclaimed in surprise, and immediately helped him up and pulled him aside, then turned to Ying Zheng and said, "Daoyou, this is an agricultural talent, let him go to farm!"
The alchemist who changed his career: Ah?
Ying Zheng's face turned pale.
He squeezed out a few words with difficulty: "This is no different from eating directly..."
Having already understood the agricultural level here, Wei Shengxue knew that he had misunderstood. Seeing that everyone around her was looking at her in horror, she hurriedly explained:
"It's not something you eat directly. The processed feces and urine can be mixed into the soil as fertilizer to alleviate the problem of poor soil quality."
Internal Secretary Zhi Su immediately stood up and said, "I really mean it!"
Wei Shengxue nodded: "Animal fertilizers are also acceptable, and the grass on the roadside can also be used to make fertilizer, but the time required is different."
Great news came to Daqin, which currently only had river fertilizer and wood ash fertilizer.
The Minister of Grain bowed solemnly and said, "Thank you, immortal, for teaching me how to fertilize the fields." Then he turned to the First Emperor and said, "Please allow the alchemist to develop a new fertilizer first."
This is equivalent to changing the immediate execution of the death penalty to a suspended death sentence.
For a moment, the alchemists who were being forced to lie on the ground by the guards started to speak in exaggerated terms, jumping directly from the chemistry expert to the agricultural tycoon.
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A few days later, in the main hall of the palace.
A palace maid came to pay her respects, holding a jade box.
"Your Majesty, the immortal has ordered me to bring you this elixir. Take three pills a day after meals. One treatment period is seven days, and three treatment periods constitute a full course of treatment."
"The immortal said that the elixir is too potent and needs to be taken slowly and steadily."
Of course, these are his modified words. Wei Shengxue's original words were:
That tattered body, if he eats one of them, he will vomit blood to death. It’s better to mix it with flour and make balls to eat.
Ying Zheng took a pill and the fragrance hit his face, clearing his mind, which was exhausted from reviewing memorials.
"It's worthy of being called an elixir."
After taking one, warmth spread from the inside out, and his body felt lighter. It was a different kind of comfort from those pills. It was not enough to invigorate his energy, but it was like a warm current enveloping his whole body, making him feel slightly sleepy.
Ying Zheng put down his pen and then took out a letter, which happened to be a secret letter sent from Xianyang, recording Fusu's recent movements.
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"Why are you so cheerful, sir?"
Chunyu Yue came to visit with the newly annotated books of the Confucian scholars, and saw Fusu touching a few white "silk books" and grinning foolishly.
Fusu heard his voice, carefully took one piece of paper, and put the others back into the cabinet.
"Mr. Chunyu is here. Come and see the new treasures from the craftsmanship."
Chunyu Yue gathered the bamboo slips in his sleeve and turned the table to take a look. He wondered what kind of treasure it was that the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty treasured it so much.
Fusu showed off how to use paper, which caused Chunyu Yue to exclaim in amazement.
"How much paper is produced?" Can some be given to the Confucians first?
When talking about this topic, Fusu immediately turned into a boy with a fake smile: OK, got it, wait for notification.
Chunyu Yue stopped talking while he was ahead and turned to the main topic of the day. The two of them spent the entire afternoon discussing the impact of Confucianism on the Qin Dynasty.
When they finished, they had already arrived at the restaurant, so Fusu took the opportunity to invite him to have dinner.
While waiting for dinner, Fusu praised the alchemists, saying, "They are not completely useless; some of them have great talents."
Speaking of the new immortal master that Your Majesty met in Jibei County, he was full of praise.
She is so good, she is so great, she is so good.
Chunyu Yue: ???
Chunyu Yue:!!!
What's wrong with you, young master?
Don’t you hate the alchemist who tricked your father into taking elixirs the most?
Are you still the Fusu who was so stubborn as to confront your father?
Wake up!
Yesterday you said that Confucianism is good, Confucianism is wonderful, and Confucianism is amazing!
You changed your heart today!
Fusu: "Because I was ignorant and had never met a true immortal master, I thought all alchemists were liars."
Chunyu Yue: ???
Fusu: "Mr. Chunyu, what kind of gift do you think I should prepare for her?"
Chunyu Yue: ???
Fusu: "Such a talent is worthy of the title of Marquis."
Chunyu Yue:!!!
Has the eldest son finally gone mad? That's the Marquis of Che! The Marquis of Che! Wang Jian and his son Wang Ben were granted the title of Marquis for their contributions in conquering the six kingdoms!
"Young Master..."
Fusu held his hand, his joy evident in words: "Mr. Chunyu, there's no need to say more. I understand everything. You also think that the immortal master is an unparalleled talent, right?"
"Come, bring some wine. I want to drink with you, sir, and congratulate the longevity of our Great Qin!"
Behind him, Chunyu Yue stretched out Erkang's hand: "Sir! Don't be crazy!"
As soon as the meal was over, he couldn't wait to say goodbye and leave.
When he returned to the gathering place of the Confucian scholars, others asked him how his trip went.
Chunyu Yue said nothing, pulled his belt and threw it against the beam, twisting his neck inside, crying bitterly:
"The eldest son's loss of sanity is all my fault! I can only atone for this with my own death. Everyone, please do not allow this evil spirit to enter the court and disrupt the government!"
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The paper produced was indeed easy to use and could be used to write many more words. The message that came through did not even fail to capture the expressions of the Confucian scholars. The words were well chosen and vividly expressed on the paper.
After reading it, Ying Zheng handed it to Meng Yi.
He scanned the entire page at a glance and said solemnly, "The papermaking business is progressing smoothly."
Ying Zheng glanced at him.
Meng Yi couldn't help laughing. "The Confucians are really putting on a great show. Once the paper comes out, there will be a time when they will beg Your Majesty."
He was extremely disgusted with these Confucian scholars who pointed fingers at His Majesty and cursed him, and he even had no good feelings towards Confucianism. Now that he could watch them having fun, he naturally would not miss the opportunity to gloat over their misfortune.
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