Chronicles of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 302, Section 301: Stupid Talent
The headmaster of Shanxi Academy looked at Qin Shi with earnest eyes, his gaze devoid of the pride of a scholar, only filled with anticipation for the meal to be served.

Qin Shi: ...

She knew they were straightforward, but she didn't expect them to be this straightforward.

However, eating and sleeping are always the most important things in life, so she checked the time:
"It will be lunchtime in about half an hour—in this half hour, let me see if your abilities are worthy of this long meal."

what?
The students at the academy whispered among themselves, and as they followed her into the fields, one of them boldly asked, "Is there another meal at noon? Is it three meals a day?"

Oh!

That's way too much to eat!
Everyone was eager to get started, vowing to work hard and show off their bean-planting skills!
If they had known they would be treated this way at Xianyang Palace, they would have sworn to be loyal to the King to the death!

The group arrived at the fields.

Even in winter, neat rows of compost heaps have been stacked in the field, creating a magnificent sight. The teachers and students of Shanxi Academy immediately gathered around, their eyes lighting up.
"so big!"

"solid!"

"Why is it so perfectly straight and sturdy? Was it compacted?"

"Hay, wheat straw, wood ash... Ah! There's even more hay here than on our mountain! This compost will surely be very nutritious!"

The group picked at the crumbs on the surface with their fingers, rubbing and smelling them, chatting animatedly.

Seeing this, Qin Shi was very satisfied.

Just by looking at their dedication, you can tell that their claim of knowing how to farm is true.

The crowd had forgotten about her and were now squatting in the field looking at the soil that had been turned over during the experiment with the curved plow.

The winter day is cold, but the ground hasn't frozen yet. At this moment, you can gently grasp and knead it with your hands—

"The fertility is a bit poor, and the soil is sticky."

"Before planting millet, you have to plow very deep—if only you could mix in some millet husks..."

"Too extravagant! If you want to save money, let's go dredge some fine sand—just a little bit, and then scrape a layer of soil from the mountain..."

"After a few freezing rains and snowfalls in winter, then rake it up and let it dry thoroughly in the hot sun, it will improve the situation a little..."

Qin Shi listened silently to their discussion. Although the methods were primitive, they were adapted to local conditions and took into account costs, and were even infinitely compatible with later methods of soil improvement.

Just look at how efficiently they threw off their robes and squatted down to dig and scrape—

He turned his head slightly and instructed those around him, "Notify the kitchen to stew two extra chickens and ducks for the teachers and students of this academy, and also serve each of them a cup of milk tea."

Considering the amount of mental and physical exertion they required, she instructed, "Prepare plenty, and make sure they are well-fed."

Mr. Wen deserves much credit for being able to recruit these talented individuals today.

“Give him and his disciples the privilege of viewing the scrolls in the Xianyang Palace—three days each. And one gold ingot for each of them.”

After Qin conquered the six states, it collected a great many historical and classical texts from various places. Some of them had already been screened, while others were simply stored away. I believe that for Mr. Wen, this was the place they loved the most.

As for the group of people from Shanxi Academy in front of us...

It goes without saying that their destiny lies in the fields and at the dinner table.

……

As expected, the students of Shanxi Academy were conquered by the three meals a day.

As the recruitment notice was distributed for a long time, the number of people queuing at the door gradually decreased.

Although 99% of them were just looking for a bite of hot salt water and millet, Qin Shi didn't mind.

The powerful families watched as the Bai family kept sending things over, showing their sincerity again and again, but they couldn't find out why. They could only curse and condemn their treachery while still gritting their teeth and offering up grain.

During the Qin Dynasty, all who came were welcome.

Even a small amount of money from a wealthy family could feed dozens of ordinary families for a year.

Now that she is queen, isn't it a win-win situation for these people to bring her gifts to please her?
They seek peace of mind and a sense of reality.

If they don't accept it, the other party will be filled with anxiety and unable to sleep at night. (In the room.)

Wu Zi has already started reorganizing the files again.

There have been three separate assessments since then, and hardly anyone has come anymore.

It seems the day to return to Xianyang is drawing near.

Just then, a maidservant came from outside to report:
"My lord, there is a servant driving a carriage outside the manor, carrying a lady and a young woman. The lady said that she wants to arrange an opportunity for her young woman."

"But she just got divorced, I wonder if that will cause any problems?"

"What's in the way?"

Wu Zi was taken aback, then her mind raced, and she asked:
"Invite someone in and find out—which family did she divorce from?"

as predicted.

After waiting a short while, the maidservant reported back first:

"Reporting to the Chief Secretary, that lady's former husband was the wife of Mr. Yuewu of the Wutong Moon Palace."

really.

Those who dare to divorce at this juncture and even send someone to inquire are basically families of status.

Yuewu is famous, but judging from his appearance, he is not good at business.

The fact that the other party was able to establish this academy clearly indicates that they had the support of their family or wife's family.

The lady's decisive decision to divorce was partly for the sake of her children's future, and partly because the marriage could no longer bring any benefits to either family.

pretty good.

Wu Zi thought to herself: Judging from the fact that this lady dared to bring a young woman here, her intelligence, courage, and planning are even better than Yue Wu's.

That kind of idiot...

Fortunately, the king cherished the queen and punished this insolent person; otherwise, the queen would have been far too kind-hearted.

Although she was young, she had experienced poverty, separation, and hardship in her childhood. Later, she was very cautious and meticulous in her work at Xianyang Palace.

Finally, he served Ji Heng for many years.

Wu Zi's mental maturity is now far superior to that of an average young man.

She thought to herself: The Queen had previously asked her and the Red Maiden whether they wanted to get married.

But most men in this world, those with status and a promising future, would not choose a maidservant.

After all, although she and Chi Nu were chief clerks, they did not have any more important families to help them.

Even if the Queen treats them well, who can guarantee that it will always be so?
Faced with this choice, one could either leave the queen and choose a poor person to patiently wait for them to rise to prominence.

During this period, one has to rack one's brains and be extremely patient with him.

But if she were merely the Queen's chief secretary, no one would dare to be disrespectful to her when she traveled.

Then why get married?
If I were to encounter someone as stupid and ignorant as Yue Wu, wouldn't I be in for endless trouble?
In that case, it would be better to just serve the Queen.

As for those who are old and have no one to rely on, and no one to offer sacrifices to them, and who will one day die alone in the land of the dead...

Let's live to old age first!

If the world is at peace by then, wouldn't it be the same to adopt two more goddaughters?

Her face blended innocence and maturity. As she looked at the lady who was cautiously bowing to show humility and who had brought her daughter to ask for an opportunity, her resolve grew stronger.

　It's a bit laggy, so I'm writing slowly.

　　(End of this chapter)