Chapter 31: Drawing treasures in succession [Jinjiang genuine exclusive release, thousands of years]...
Two identical drawings of agricultural implement structures occupied the left and right sides of the light curtain. They were rectangular in shape, with golden patterns on a black background, and silver light shining on the edges. They were like two stars, shrinking and expanding at the same time, which was very eye-catching. Qin Ying looked left and right, and almost couldn't take it all in.
He recognizes the farm tools in the picture!
Just as the little fellow grinned with joy, the system's mechanical electronic voice of "Kua Kua Kua" echoed in his mind:
[The host is truly the luckiest person this tong has ever met! As a Chinese with farming ingrained in their DNA, if you want to enjoy a bountiful harvest in summer and autumn, how can you do without useful farm tools to aid you in your daily work?!]
[Today, the host's luck was incredibly good, as he unexpectedly drew the "Straight Plow" and "Curved Plow," both of which only became popular among the people during the Han and Tang dynasties, respectively! This incredible wave of good fortune instantly puts the host ahead of nine hundred and ninety-nine other system hosts!]
As the first to be developed by ancient working people, the straight-beam plow—with its long, straight plow shaft—required the simultaneous use of two or more oxen to plow the soil, making it less flexible to operate. However, this large plow was highly suitable for cultivating large areas of open plains.
The curved-beam plow—as its name suggests—has a curved, shorter, and lighter beam than a straight-beam plow. It can be pulled through the fields by a single ox! It's flexible and convenient for farmers, making it an ideal partner for single-ox farming in complex terrain like paddy fields and hills.
[The Qin Dynasty, where the host lives, has a vast territory and rich terrain, but agricultural tools are still very underdeveloped. The Qin people's daily farming methods are also rough plowing and coarse planting, only slightly more advanced than the primitive people's slash-and-burn farming!]
In this ancient era of plows and hoes digging, digging, digging everywhere! The sudden appearance of the straight-beam and curved-beam plows can be called divine agricultural tools of the Qin Empire's national treasures! I hope that the capable host will quickly launch a passionate agricultural tool revolution from top to bottom throughout the Qin Empire! Let the Qin people, who used to plow and sow roughly, quickly learn the methods of intensive farming! Strive to increase agricultural yields and transform yourself into the darling of the imperial crown prince, sincerely worshipped by tens of millions of Qin people!
Listening to the idiot's rhythmic, straightforward, passionate, and infectious rapping style, Qin Ying couldn't help but curl her toes in shame, her round face flushing. What "empire"? What "crown prince"? What "baby"?!
Hey! Tongzi's attributes are not only stingy but also quite childish!
His biological father is the "eldest prince" and not the "crown prince"? Where did the "prince's grandson" come from?!
Ying, the little fat boy, suppressed the slight sense of shame brought about by the system's words, and after carefully admiring the two plow structure diagrams jumping on the light screen, he put them into the system space. Then, he touched his chubby chin with his little hand, frowned, looked at the thick beams above his head, and racked his brains to recall.
If he hadn't drawn the plow, he would have almost forgotten about the farm tools. Although the "Farming Encyclopedia" he bought from the system mall last time had a lot of useful information, after his grandfather worked overtime to translate it, he sat cross-legged next to his grandfather and went through the useful information recorded in it. The "Farming Encyclopedia" mainly recorded the planting methods of different crops and the methods of composting, topdressing, weeding and pest control that were useful in later generations. It did not have specific and clear pictures of kitchen utensils like the "Recipe".
In his previous life, he had no experience in farming, and could not find any farm tools in the city, but he vaguely remembered that when he traveled with his grandparents to visit museums in agricultural provinces, he had seen many farm tools used by working people from ancient times to the present.
There was a glass cabinet displaying the entities of a "straight-beam plow" and a "curved-beam plow", and placed side by side with two other types of agricultural tools that the ancients often used for "intensive farming". However, the time gap between the memories of the two lifetimes was too long. He could only barely remember that one of the agricultural tools seemed to have many short horizontal lines on it, which were used to break up the large clods of earth turned up by the plow. Unfortunately, he really couldn't remember what the agricultural tool was called or what it looked like.
You can't expect a baby's brain to be very useful. After thinking for a long time, Ying, the little fat boy, couldn't remember the specific pattern vaguely, so he decided not to embarrass himself anymore. After keeping the matter of the Qin Dynasty's agricultural tool reform in his mind, he raised his little hand and tapped the big turntable on the light screen again.
The big turntable spun several times again, and after it stopped, a ball of golden light flew out of the wooden box.
After seeing the golden light dissipate, the third prize was not a crystallization of wisdom such as technology, but a consumable item like the first prize - a can of 300 grams of Dahongpao tea.
Qin Ying was slightly startled.
Congratulations, host! Congratulations, host! The host truly has some luck! These 300 grams of tea aren't just any ordinary Dahongpao, but Dahongpao from the original tree! A truly exceptional tea! The tea leaves are a rich, dark hue, the liquid is a brilliant golden yellow, and the flavor is rich and mellow! If the host were to use this tea to make tea eggs, the fragrance would spread ten miles! It would be enough to make even a black bird dizzy with its aroma! The host, quickly send the tea can to the kitchen so the chefs can make tea eggs for you!
What a waste! What a waste!
Qin Ying had been feeling a little disappointed at only getting a small jar of tea, but when he heard that idiot Tong actually wanted him to use precious Da Hong Pao tea leaves to make tea eggs, he suddenly realized how priceless that jar of tea was! He no longer felt it was a waste to waste a precious lottery entry on a consumable jar of tea.
Although he was over eight months old and didn’t have the chance to taste this delicious tea, his grandfather could!
Tea is both refreshing and beneficial to the body. If he sold it to the barbarians outside the Great Wall, wouldn't they love it? Isn't tea infinitely better than his grandfather's vain attempts to invigorate himself by drinking the three-in-one elixirs concocted by alchemists?! He could definitely use this opportunity to slowly promote tea culture in the Qin Empire!
Once Qin Ying's thoughts diverged and he successfully discovered a wider range of uses for this can of tea, his eyes became brighter. He no longer felt any regret and hurriedly put the can of tea into the system space and then proceeded to draw the lottery.
The fourth time the wheel spun, it was noticeably slower and took longer than the previous three times. It looked like it was out of power. Qin Ying was puzzled and couldn't help but tap the wheel again with her hand, muttering to herself, "Could it be the network card? Does the system still need to be connected to the internet for the lottery?"
Fortunately, after another minute, the big turntable that was spinning slowly finally stopped, and the wooden box opened again, and a ball of golden light flew out of it.
After the golden light completely dissipated, Qin Ying saw clearly that what appeared on the light screen was an extremely beautiful large ornament. She instantly sat up from the rosewood bed in excitement.
Seeing this, the four wet nurses who were yawning mistakenly thought that the emperor's eldest grandson wanted to pee. Wet nurse Chun leaned over and picked up the baby from the rosewood crib.
Qin Ying didn't struggle. As she was carried to the bathroom by wet nurse Chun, she listened to the system report playing in her mind.
The host is not only lucky, but also extremely wise! The fourth prize is so eye-catching! So round and beautiful! So refreshing in color! Its appearance is bound to set off a violent cognitive shock among the scholars of the Great Qin Empire, and it may even make your father, the First Emperor, faint with joy! Once this item is released, it will bring a storm of discussion. Please consider carefully before using it! Remember! Remember!
Listening to the mechanical electronic sounds of the system and looking at the beautiful pictures rotating on the light screen, Qin Ying's pair of phoenix eyes were as bright as the stars outside the window. He hurriedly put the prize into the space, cooperated with the actions of the wet nurse Chun to meet his physiological needs, and then the wet nurse washed his little butt with warm water. After being sent back to the rosewood bed, he slowly felt sleepy as a baby.
Seeing that the system panel showed half past nine, Qin Ying couldn't help but yawn, and was ready to continue drawing the lottery despite the surging sleepiness. Unexpectedly, when he stretched out his little hand to tap the big turntable on the screen, the big turntable didn't move at all.
[Huh? What's going on? Is the system stuck?]
Qin Ying looked at the large turntable and saw no movement. She couldn't help but tap it twice with her small hands. The next moment, a line of eye-catching red and gold characters popped up on the screen.
[Sorry, host! This system only allows four blind box draws per month. We've detected that the host has already won four precious treasures tonight. Qin Ying's blind box draws for this month have been used up. Please keep trying! We'll come back next month for the draw! Thank you for your cooperation, dear.]
Qin Ying knew every word on the screen, but after reading it all together, his rosy little face couldn't help but darken slightly. He had never imagined the search system had this trick up its sleeve! No wonder they gave him forty-one chances to win the lottery at once; it turned out he had to draw in installments!
Perhaps it detected the baby's huge emotional fluctuations, and the mechanical electronic sound that had originally stopped started again in Qin Ying's mind -
[Congratulations to the host! At the end of the 11:00 pm tonight, four blind box draws were successfully completed! You still have 37 precious draw opportunities left!]
As the saying goes, "One bites too much, one dies; good food is never too late; a steady stream of water lasts a long time." According to the conventions of the system world, if a host draws too many good things at once, many hosts will find it difficult to control their control. Since the host, Qin Ying, is only ten years old, please build the Great Qin slowly and steadily! See you at the next month's big roulette wheel!
【"drop"--】
After a long mechanical electronic sound disappeared, the Fool System became silent again. Qin Ying listened to the electronic sound broadcast by the system in his mind. Although he felt that it made some sense and sounded sincere - but based on his understanding of the system's stingy nature over the past two months, Qin Ying seriously suspected that this stingy system saw that he had drawn four good things in a row tonight, and was heartbroken by his continuous fleecing behavior, so it forced him to draw again next month!
Although the operation of the system made him speechless, when he thought about it carefully, what the system said was actually not wrong. According to his personality, as soon as he drew something good, he would want to run to Zhangtai Palace to present the treasures to his grandfather. The matter of presenting treasures still needs to be done slowly and steadily. The four treasures he drew today are enough to make his grandfather busy for a while with surprise. If he really draws forty-one treasures tonight, and tomorrow he gets excited and presents them all to his grandfather as treasures, his grandfather's surprise threshold will be raised too high. What if he can't be stimulated in the future?
Thinking of this, the last bit of anger in Qin Ying's heart instantly disappeared, and he closed the system page with satisfaction. Under the tired gaze of the four wet nurses, Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter, he finally made this "baby" yawn twice in a row, turned over, wrapped himself in his thin silk quilt, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing the emperor's eldest grandson, who was entertaining himself, looking at the beams with sparkling eyes, and slapping the air with his chubby hands, playing until late at night, he finally used up his vigorous energy and began to close his eyes and sleep. The four wet nurses looked at each other with tired faces, and their eyes conveyed the same meaning - from tomorrow on, they must not let the little prince sleep too long in the afternoon, and they must use up his energy as much as possible during the day!
It’s not okay for such a small baby, not even one year old, to like staying up late like this!
Qin Ying, who was sleeping soundly, had no idea that the four wet nurses were going to forcibly interfere with his nap time and help him adjust his bad sleeping habits. Perhaps he was subconsciously thinking about comforting his father whose dream was shattered, so Qin Ying woke up quite early the next morning, and as usual, ate, drank, crawled around in the mansion and accompanied his mother. It was not until the early afternoon that Qin Ying woke up from his nap and found that Zhao Gao had not yet driven the car to pick him up. So he used his hands and feet to crawl to his mother who was sitting at the table by the window and reading with her head down. He gently tugged at his mother's wide sleeves with his little hands and babbled to express his thoughts to his mother.
Wang Ling looked at her son sitting on the wooden floor, waving his chubby hands and babbling at her in baby talk for a long time. She couldn't help but laugh:
"Ying, perhaps the palace carriage arrived late today, or perhaps your father was too busy to summon you to the palace. Wouldn't it be nice for you to just play at home?"
“Ah~”
Qin Ying sat on the wooden floor, shook her furry little head, and pointed in the direction of Zhangtai Palace. Wang Ling looked north along her line of sight and said with a little surprise:
"You want your mother to take you to Zhangtai Palace?"
Qin Ying immediately nodded with sparkling eyes.
"This..." Wang Ling lowered her eyes, a hint of hesitation in her eyes. As an adult, from her perspective, His Majesty was busy in Zhangtai Palace all day long. If there was nothing important, she naturally couldn't go and disturb him. If His Majesty was not free today and didn't even think of sending someone to the mansion to pick up her son to enter the palace as a "little companion", but her son hurriedly took the initiative to go to Zhangtai Palace, what if he delayed His Majesty the Emperor in handling government affairs?
Qin Ying couldn't wait to go to the palace to present the treasure to her grandfather, and then put on the diaper smoothly. Looking at the conflicted expression on her mother's face, she blinked her almond-shaped eyes and took out a large cardboard box from the system space with her bare hands.
The large cardboard box fell with a loud thud on the smooth waxed wooden floor, instantly attracting the attention of the entire hall. Everyone in the hall widened their eyes in shock. Wang Ling subconsciously stood up from her seat, raised her head slightly to look at the strange brown square box on the floor that was a head taller than her, and then looked at her son who was sitting on the wooden floor with his head tilted up to look at her. Her pupils trembled slightly. She didn't expect that her husband's description of her son's behavior of turning strange objects with his bare hands in Zhangtai Palace last month would be so shocking after witnessing it with her own eyes!
She calmed herself down, frowned slightly, bent down, and picked up her son from the wooden floor. She lowered her head and looked into the little guy's eyes. With some disbelief and some seriousness, she whispered to the innocent little baby:
"Ying, did you meet the Black Bird in your dream again last night? This is the treasure the Black Bird gave you, so you wanted to hurry to the Zhangtai Palace this afternoon to present it to His Majesty?"
Hearing her mother's guess, Qin Ying nodded quickly with bright eyes, indicating that it was correct.
Wang Ling glanced at the large box on the ground again, and couldn't help but sigh at his son with a headache, and asked:
"Ying, you rashly took out the treasure from our house. Can you still put this brown box away now?"
Qin Ying pursed her lips and nodded, then waved her hand and giggled as she put a large box of diapers into the system space.
Wang Ling was completely defeated by his own son. The little fellow had no idea what it meant to keep a low profile. Of course, the matter of the Xuanniao gift of treasures had to be reported to His Majesty the Emperor immediately. He then spoke seriously to the servant standing beside him and said,
"Hurry and prepare the carriage. I want to take the young master to the palace to meet His Majesty and Madam Qiang."
"promise."
Upon hearing his wife's instructions, the servant quickly withdrew his surprised and excited gaze from the emperor's eldest grandson, ran out of the hall in a hurry, and went to the yard to arrange the carriage.
About a quarter of an hour later, Qin Ying followed her mother to the palace.
Over the past two months, the little guy had been to Zhangtai Palace more often than his mother had been since she married into the royal family. In the bright golden sunlight of a midsummer afternoon, mother and son saw Zhao Gao standing in front of Zhangtai Palace in a black robe from afar, and Qin Ying hurriedly waved to him.
Zhao Gao was quite surprised to see the eldest lady bringing the emperor's grandson into the palace at this time. He hurried forward and took the little baby wearing a beige silk sun hat from the eldest lady's arms. As soon as the little guy was in his arms, he skillfully waved goodbye to the eldest lady, then patted his shoulder and signaled him to quickly carry the baby to the palace to find His Majesty the Emperor.
Seeing that her son was familiar with the route and didn't need to worry about anything, Wang Ling didn't go into Zhangtai Palace. After watching Zhao Gao hurriedly turn around and take her little fat boy away, she went directly to the harem to find her mother-in-law.
…
It was sweltering outside in the afternoon, but the outer halls of Zhangtai Palace felt cool and shady upon entering. As the century-old palace of six Qin monarchs—King Huiwen of Qin, King Wu of Qin, King Zhaoxiang of Qin, King Xiaowen of Qin, King Zhuangxiang of Qin, and the current Emperor—Zhangtai Palace has witnessed the entire process of the Qin Dynasty's transformation from a royal family to an imperial family.
Feeling the coolness of the hall, Qin Ying couldn't help but tilt her head back, gazing at the beams overhead, pondering, "This palace is truly magnificent! While it's not as luxurious as the later Ming and Qing imperial palaces, with their crimson walls and golden tiles, this red and black palace before her is majestic and towering, brimming with grandeur! Thousand-year-old timber beams and pillars are so dense that even several adults would struggle to wrap their arms around them. I imagine only earlier dynasties like the Qin and Han could have built such expansive palaces. By the time the imperial families became even wealthier in later dynasties, the thousand-year-old timber had long since been cut down."
This construction standard demonstrates the wisdom of the Mohists when they built the palace a hundred years ago. Unfortunately, due to the internal conflicts among the three factions of the Mohist school during the late Warring States period and its philosophy of "universal love and non-merit," it didn't resonate with the Qin Dynasty's Legalist principles of governance. It has now declined significantly from its preeminence. If I want to make the many artifact designs I've snagged from the system into reality in the future, I'd still have to give my father some advice and try to recruit the most inventive Mohist scholars.
Qin Ying made up his mind and just as he was writing down something in his little notebook, Zhao Gao happened to carry him to the door of the inner hall, which was hung with a black jade bead curtain. However, before he could open his mouth to enter the inner hall, he heard Li Si's extremely angry shout from behind the huge map screen at the inner hall door:
"Your Majesty! I feel that the Confucian officials in the court are nothing but the remnants of traitors who are loyal to the six kingdoms! They are still harboring evil intentions and have always wanted to return the Qin Dynasty to the Zhou Dynasty! They have been urging Your Majesty to force modern people to use ancient laws. This is nothing short of a wolfish ambition! Your Majesty should immediately order strict control of books among the people and bury alive those sour Confucian officials who barked loudly at the court this morning! As a warning to others!"
Qin Ying's eyes widened in shock when she heard Old Li's suggestion of "burning books and burying scholars" against her grandfather. She instinctively turned to look at Zhao Gao. What on earth had happened in the court? Could it have angered Li Si, a steady and reserved old man, so much?
Zhao Gao understood the confused expression on the little guy's face, frowned and thought for a moment, then lowered his head and whispered in the little guy's ear:
"Your Highness, at this morning's court meeting, the Legalists and Confucians were arguing again. The news that the elixir of immortality that His Majesty had the old alchemist Han Zhong painstakingly refine two days ago was actually a deadly poison has somehow spread. So today, a few of these scornful Confucian officials are waving the banner of 'A gentleman does not speak of strange things, supernatural powers, or the like,' and saying that a wise monarch would never have the absurd idea of relying on alchemists to achieve immortality. If there really were elixirs of immortality in ancient times, then King Tang of Shang and King Wu of Zhou, who lived thousands of years ago, would have lived to immortality."
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