Starting with ten elixirs of immortality, I led the First Emperor to rebel against the Qin Dynasty.

Is that just one aspect?

Inside the Qilin Hall, the commotion that had just subsided was stirred up again by Ying Zheng's words.

Incredulity was written all over the faces of the officials.

A divine object like the curved plow is enough to be considered a blessing from heaven for the Qin Dynasty. Could it be... there are more?

Ying Zheng was very satisfied with everyone's reaction and gestured to Zhao Gao again.

Zhao Gao understood and quickly and carefully brought up the pottery jar that was placed next to the curved plow and covered with a cloth.

"Your Majesty, what...what is this?"

Right Chancellor Feng Quji couldn't help but ask. Looking at that ordinary pottery jar, he really couldn't imagine what could be more amazing than a curved plow inside.

"My dear ministers, you will know once you try it."

Ying Zheng said nothing and gestured for Zhao Gao to open the pottery jar.

Zhao Gao lifted the lid and saw that the pottery jar was full of fine, white powder.

"This is... salt?"

An official approached to take a closer look and asked in confusion.

They had all seen the salt of the Qin Dynasty before; it was always coarse salt, yellowish-black in color and with a bitter taste. They had never seen anything so pure white as frost.

Zhao Gao immediately ordered a young eunuch to use a clean wooden spoon to give each of the important officials standing in the front row, such as Li Si, Feng Quji, Wang Jian, Meng Tian, ​​and Zheng Guo, a little bit in their palms.

With some skepticism, everyone stuck out their tongues and gently licked the affected area.

The next second, everyone's eyes widened.

"Salty! Purely salty!"

"Not a trace of bitterness! This...this really is salt?"

Zheng Guo was so excited that his hands trembled. He licked it again in disbelief, and the pure and delicious salty taste exploded on his tongue, giving him goosebumps all over his body.

"Your Majesty! This salt...where did this salt come from?!" Zheng Guo asked excitedly.

Salt is the lifeblood of a nation!

The salt administration of the Qin Dynasty was an important source of national revenue. However, bitter salt not only tasted bad, but long-term consumption could also harm the health of the people. The army's fighting capacity was also greatly reduced due to the inferior quality of the salt.

If such pure white salt could be obtained, it would be a tremendous boost to the national economy, people's livelihood, and military strength of the Qin Dynasty.

Ying Zheng looked at the shocked expressions on everyone's faces and chuckled to himself.

This was just something Huan'er casually took out. If he knew that his little gadgets could make the most trusted ministers of Qin lose their composure like this, I wonder what he would think.

He cleared his throat, a profound and inscrutable expression on his face.

"This salt is not naturally occurring."

"It was I who by chance discovered a method that can purify ordinary bitter salt into this snow-white refined salt."

As he spoke, he briefly described in his own words the method of "dissolving, filtering, and evaporating" that Zhao Huan had mentioned.

Furthermore, they shamelessly claimed the invention rights to this method as their own.

Huan'er can't be exposed yet. It's not too much to let his father take credit for him first, is it?

Ying Zheng thought to himself with a sense of righteous indignation.

Li Si's eyes twitched involuntarily when he heard the emperor's words.

A method I stumbled upon?

Your Majesty, your "accidental" discovery is too coincidental.

This was clearly the work of Young Master Huan, but he dared not reveal it.

His Majesty said it was his idea, so it was his idea. Who dares to object?

Meng Tian appeared calm on the surface, but he was inwardly grumbling.

Again.

Your Majesty is getting more and more skilled at this trick.

From the previous method of castrating pigs to the purification of refined salt, anything that Young Master Huan takes out becomes His Majesty's "accidental gain."

As Ying Zheng finished speaking, silence fell over the hall.

If the curved plow was groundbreaking, then this method of refining salt is revolutionary!

A supreme and miraculous method that can enable all people to eat good salt, fill the national treasury, and make the soldiers of Qin stronger!

And this method was actually devised by His Majesty himself?!

"Your Majesty... is wise!!"

Someone shouted first, and then a thunderous roar of praise echoed throughout the entire Qilin Hall.

"Your Majesty's literary and military virtues have benefited all people!"

"If Heaven had not given birth to Your Majesty, the world would have remained in perpetual darkness!"

The officials who had previously criticized His Majesty for postponing the morning court session were now filled with endless worship and fanaticism.

The Confucian scholars were so ashamed they wanted to disappear.

While they were still agonizing over "rites and laws" and "ancestral rules," His Majesty had found such a divine object for the Great Qin Dynasty in a place unseen by them.

In comparison, they are like clowns jumping around, utterly ridiculous.

At this moment, Shusun Tong thought, "Why wasn't it me who fainted, allowing that guy Chunyu Yue to escape this calamity?"

Seeing the scene of his ministers bowing in submission, Ying Zheng was filled with pride.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet carrying boundless majesty.

"Issue my decree!"

"Is hereby ordered that Right Chancellor Feng Quji supervise the Ministry of Works to manufacture 10,000 curved-shaft plows as quickly as possible, and distribute them to various prefectures and counties, instructing them to imitate and promote their production!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Quji's aged face was filled with excitement, and he kowtowed deeply.

"Your Majesty, I obey! I will certainly not fail in your trust!"

Ying Zheng then turned his attention to Li Si and Zheng Guo.

"Left Chancellor Li Si and Chief Minister of Grain Zheng Guo are hereby appointed to jointly oversee the refining of salt!"

"I will ensure that all the common people under heaven can enjoy the snowflake salt of my Great Qin! I will fill the treasury of my Great Qin with gold and silver!"

Li Si and Zheng Guo were also deeply moved and accepted the order in unison.

"Your Majesty, we obey!"

After arranging all this, Ying Zheng looked at the officials still kneeling before him, especially the group of Confucian scholars who were silent as cicadas in winter, and his voice turned cold.

"That's enough for today."

"My dear ministers, you should remember that in your positions you must fulfill your duties. Instead of engaging in empty talk about etiquette and law, you should think more about how to do something practical for the Great Qin and for the people."

"Court adjourned!"

After saying this, Ying Zheng turned around and strode towards the back of the palace.

Only the court officials remained, still deeply shocked, unable to rise for a long time.

As the bell rang to signal the end of the court session, the officials, filled with excitement, left the Qilin Hall in twos and threes.

Everything that happened today has had a huge impact on them.

However, the Confucian scholars, led by Shusun Tong, glared at Li Si before leaving.

Curved plow, refined salt.

These two divine objects are enough to change the future of the Qin Dynasty.

All of this stemmed from their emperor who unified the six kingdoms.

In no time, the saying that the First Emperor was a "sage sent from heaven" spread like wildfire throughout Xianyang.

The Qilin Hall quickly became empty.

But Ying Zheng did not leave. He simply ordered Zhao Gao to close the doors of the main hall and dismiss the eunuchs and guards on his left and right.

Only a few of the most core ministers of the Qin Dynasty remained in the palace.

Left Chancellor: Li Si; Right Chancellor: Feng Quji.

General Meng Tian, ​​and Palace Attendant Meng Yi.

Marquis Tongwu, Wang Jian, his son Wang Ben, and his grandson Wang Li.

There was also Zheng Guo, the Prefect of Grain Supply.

These individuals were Ying Zheng's most trusted advisors and pillars of the Qin Empire.

Zhao Gao bowed and carefully closed the palace door. Just as he was about to step aside to serve, he heard Ying Zheng's cold voice.

"You go out too."

Zhao Gao stiffened, forcing a fawning smile onto his face.

"Your Majesty, this servant is waiting outside the door. What are your orders...?"

Ying Zheng's voice was devoid of any warmth.

"Get out."

Zhao Gao trembled with fright and dared not say another word.

Standing outside the palace, looking at the gate that Zhao Gao had closed, I felt a chill run down my spine.

I wonder how Xu Mofu is doing in Lantian.

Apart from Meng Tian and Li Si, the rest of the people looked puzzled, wondering what important matter His Majesty had kept them behind alone.

Feng Quji and Zheng Guo, in particular, were still pondering the matter of the curved plow and refined salt, their minds in turmoil, wishing they could leave the palace immediately to arrange their duties.

It was the experienced and prudent Wang Jian who spoke first.

"Your Majesty, do you have any further instructions for keeping us here?"