Chapter 12: Leaky Little Cotton-padded Jacket



Ying Zheng looked at the curved plow with burning eyes. He had already asked someone to test it.

After knowing the function of the curved plow, everyone was excited. The vigorous promotion of the curved plow would definitely boost the agriculture of the Qin Dynasty and make the lives of the people much better.

The treasury of the Qin Dynasty is now empty. Although the curved plow developed by Suling cannot directly fill the treasury, it can improve the situation a little.

"Very good, you made this curved plow, and I will reward you handsomely." Ying Zheng was in a very good mood.

"Your Majesty, I just made this curved plow according to the book. It was not my idea. I dare not take credit for it." Su Ling refused directly.

He was very comfortable in his position as the Minister of Internal Affairs, and there were not many disputes. He did not want to be promoted or receive any rewards, and did not want to put himself in front of others.

Ying Zheng was a little surprised and asked, "Book? What book?"

"This is the book. A girl named Zhao gave it to me two days ago." Su Ling took out Tiangong Kaiwu.

Seeing the thick book, Ying Zheng's mouth twitched. He remembered that only his daughter had books made of such material.

My daughter just went to Mo's house two days ago. This book must be the gift she gave to Su Ling.

Ying Zheng picked up the book and flipped through it, his expression becoming serious. Many things in this book would be of great use to the Qin Dynasty.

After flipping through the book for a while, Ying Zheng simply closed the book in his hand.

His eyes fell on Su Ling with scrutiny. He didn't expect that his daughter would give such an important book to Su Ling.

Although he didn't know what his daughter wanted the Mo family to do, he would never allow anyone to harm Zhao Qingrui.

"Everyone in the hall, please leave. No one is allowed to approach the palace gate without my permission."

When Ying Zheng's majestic voice sounded, all the servants in Zhangtai Palace retreated. Even Zhao Gao went out honestly and carefully closed the palace door.

It was very quiet inside Zhangtai Palace, and Ying Zheng's voice was flat. "How much do you know about the girl who gave you the book?"

"I don't know much, but she is interested in cooperating with the Mohist School, and I haven't agreed yet." Su Ling said honestly.

Although the First Emperor's health is not very good now, his prestige remains.

"That is my daughter, Suling. I order you to assist her with all your strength." Ying Zheng sat at the desk. He actually wanted to know his daughter's plan.

He always felt that his daughter must be hiding something from him, and these things were definitely not trivial matters.

He had originally planned to reveal his identity after his daughter came to Xianyang.

He hadn't figured out how to confess to his daughter yet, but he didn't expect her to give him such a big surprise.

His hands gently fluttered on the book. This kind of book was completely different from the bamboo slips and silk books currently popular in Daqin. The paper was thin and smooth, and the handwriting was neat. It didn't look like it was written by humans. He was now even more curious about Zhao Qingrui's secret.

Su Ling's heart was beating like a drum. He had never expected to hear such a secret. After secretly trying to figure out the Emperor's intentions, he still honestly agreed, "Yes."

"Ahem, she doesn't know my identity yet, don't reveal anything in front of her." He picked up the water cup and took a sip, and the dull pain in his heart felt a little better.

Su Ling sighed softly. Now that he had accidentally discovered His Majesty's secret, could he still live such a peaceful life?

In an instant, Su Ling thought of many things.

"If she wants something, just tell me directly." Ying Zheng naturally also saw Su Ling's shock.

He knew Su Ling's abilities. Since Zhao Qingrui chose him, let Su Ling help her.

When he walked out of Zhangtai Palace, Su Ling's legs were still a little weak. What he heard today was so shocking that he had to go back and relax.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? I'll go find a doctor right away." Xiao Lin was frightened when he saw Su Ling's pale face, sweat on his forehead, and he walked with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Did Your Majesty punish Juzi? No, Juzi is the pillar of Mohism, and he cannot afford to have any problems.

After imagining a lot of things, Xiaolin felt like the sky was falling.

Su Ling stopped the reckless Xiao Lin and said, "I'm fine. Let's go back first."

After returning to the Mohist school, Su Ling directly called all the senior leaders of the Mohist school to hold a serious meeting.

"Your Majesty, this is the meal that the princess sent to you." Meng Yi walked in carrying a food box. The servants in the hall had already been called away by Ying Zheng.

"Qingrui is so thoughtful." Seeing the food box, Ying Zheng's mood improved visibly. The food from his daughter's place was much more delicious than that in the palace.

"The housekeeper said that these were all made by the princess herself, and she also told Your Majesty to eat more." Meng Yi said with a smile. There were three dishes in it, all made by Zhao Qingrui herself.

"Qingrui is very filial. I will send her some things from my private storehouse later." After Meng Yi said this, Ying Zheng was even happier.

He was an emperor, but also the father of more than thirty children.

Apart from Zhao Qingrui, only Hu Hai was lively in front of him, and the other children were afraid of him.

Hu Hai was bold and a little naughty, but he made the palace less quiet. In addition, since Hu Hai was the youngest son, he was naturally doted on more.

He had high hopes for Fusu, but Fusu was misled by Chunyu Yue. Although kind, he was too upright and always directly advised against his decisions in the court.

Thinking of this, he felt a huge headache and wanted to chop Chunyu Yue, the bastard, to death.

"No wine?" Ying Zheng looked at the three dishes and a box of rice, but didn't find the wine he was longing for.

"Well, the princess said that Your Majesty is in poor health and should not drink alcohol. She also asked me to watch over Your Majesty and not let him drink." Meng Yi said seriously.

The smile on Ying Zheng's face froze. Well, the little cotton-padded jacket is leaking.

There is no bar without wine. My daughter is just concerned about herself. His health is indeed not very good now.

The food my daughter cooks herself is indeed more delicious.

Meng Yi stood aside obediently. He hadn't eaten yet. He would have to go to the courtyard over there later and ask the cook to make him something.

Go back and ask the little princess to ask the cook to take in an apprentice so that the cook in the family can learn a few skills from her.

When Zhao Gao came over, he saw that the First Emperor had almost finished eating.

"Your Majesty, these have not been tested for poison by the palace servants yet, how can you eat them directly?" Zhao Gao immediately asked worriedly.

"It's okay, there's nothing wrong with these. From now on, there's no need to check anything Meng Yi sends."

Ying Zheng's words made Zhao Gao's eyes darken a little, but it quickly dissipated.

His Majesty paid more and more attention to the Meng brothers. He was very unhappy and silently wrote down all these in a small notebook. When he had the chance, he would definitely take revenge on the Meng brothers.

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