I traveled back to the Qin Dynasty, and the First Emperor begged me to become his empress.

Chapter 133: Building Roads for Other Countries?

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was October 1st again. Ying Wuyou sat leisurely on the swaying swing, gently rocking her body. Her slender fingers lightly brushed against the withered yellow leaves beside her, and the leaves drifted down.

Ying Wuyou turned his head and asked Cui'er beside him in a soft voice, "Cui'er, do you know if the people of Qin are now using curved plows?"

Upon hearing this, Cui'er's face immediately lit up with a joyful smile. She nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of admiration, and said, "Princess, you are truly amazing! I recently heard that His Majesty has distributed two curved plows to every village. This is such a wonderful thing, making farming much easier and more convenient for the people."

Ying Wuyou's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. She sighed softly and said, "Alas, the distribution of curved plows this time must have cost the national treasury a lot of money. It seems I have to think of a way to earn some silver for my father."

Cui'er quickly comforted her, "Princess, do not worry. The King is always wise and powerful, and he will surely handle this matter properly."

Ying Wuyou nodded thoughtfully, already having some plans in mind. She stood up, patted off non-existent dust from her clothes, and slowly said, "Alright, let's put this matter aside for now. Come on, let's go eat hot pot. Today is October 1st, such a joyous day should be celebrated properly."

Upon hearing this, Cui'er's expression of confusion deepened. She tilted her head and asked with a puzzled look, "Princess, what is so important about October 1st? Why is it celebrated so grandly?"

Looking at Cui'er's adorable appearance, Ying Wuyou couldn't help but laugh out loud, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She said, "Silly girl, October 1st is the day we moved to Chaohua Palace. It's our important anniversary, how can we not celebrate?" With that, she took Cui'er's hand and walked towards the house, their laughter echoing throughout the courtyard.

On the vast land of the Great Qin, the once bustling and busy people gradually became fewer and fewer. The fields were now all planted with plump wheat seeds. In addition to wheat, various other grains suitable for growing in this season were also sown in the fields.

As the seasons changed and the weather grew colder, the chill, like an invisible hand, quietly swept across this ancient land. The people sprang into action, starting to heat their warm kang (heated brick beds). Since last winter, this miraculous invention had entered their lives, injecting warmth into the winter days and easing the torment of the cold. Life had finally become less unbearable. This warmth and comfort filled every person with boundless gratitude for the wise and kind Princess Jiayang; this gratitude flowed gently through their hearts like a clear spring.

Just then, a light autumn rain quietly arrived, each drop gently nourishing the newly planted crops as it dripped onto the soil. The wheat seeds, dormant underground, seemed to sense the call of the rain, eagerly sprouting and joyfully peeking out, displaying their vibrant life. Other grains, as if heeding nature's call, also gradually emerged, stalk by stalk, row by row.

Ying Wuyou slowly walked towards Zhangtai Palace. Raindrops slid down his umbrella, as if telling the story of the quiet and long rain. King Qin stood quietly at the door, his gaze fixed on the fine rain, secretly thinking that the wheat, nourished by this precious rain, would surely sprout tender green seedlings as he wished. He eagerly anticipated a bumper wheat harvest next year.

Just then, the King of Qin's gaze suddenly focused on the distance, where a figure was slowly walking towards him with an umbrella. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than Ying Wuyou, arriving under the umbrella. He was slightly taken aback, but quickly regained his composure. As Ying Wuyou drew nearer, the King of Qin asked softly, "It's raining today, Jiayang, what brings you here?"

Ying Wuyou's face beamed with a bright smile as she said, "Father, I've brought you some silver." Upon hearing this, the King of Qin couldn't help but feel a surge of doubt and quickly asked, "Bringing you silver? What's your plan?" Ying Wuyou continued to smile, a sly glint in her eyes, and said, "Father, let's go inside and talk."

Then, the King of Qin turned around, strode back into the Zhangtai Palace, and slowly sat down. He looked at Ying Wuyou eagerly and hurriedly asked, "Jiayang, do you have any good ideas?"

Ying Wuyou said, "Your Majesty, I intend to build roads for the other states." The King of Qin frowned and asked in confusion, "What benefit will building roads for the other states bring to our Great Qin?"

Ying Wuyou said with a firm expression, "Father, you see, building roads for other countries may seem like helping them, but in reality, it's laying the groundwork for our Great Qin to unify the world in the future. Currently, due to inconvenient transportation, communication and trade between countries are greatly restricted. If our Great Qin can take the lead in building roads that connect all directions, it will be like building an invisible bridge between the countries, allowing trade to develop."

The King of Qin nodded slightly in agreement.

Ying Wuyou continued, “Father, building roads will not only promote trade between countries, but also enhance our country’s influence. When all countries rely on the roads built by our Great Qin, we will become the center of the world. Moreover, we can control the economic lifeline of other countries by controlling these roads, thereby strengthening our control over them. In this way, our Great Qin will become even stronger in politics and military affairs.”

A hint of appreciation flashed in the King of Qin's eyes, but he still asked with some concern, "Building roads requires a lot of manpower and resources, and the project is enormous. I'm afraid it will be difficult to implement."

Ying Wuyou replied confidently, "Father, rest assured, I already have a complete plan. Our country will provide the technology and workers, while other countries will only need to provide the money."

The King of Qin frowned deeply, his expression growing increasingly grave. He slowly stroked his chin, as if pondering the profound meaning behind those words. He said, "If that's the case, the situation and war plans of my Great Qin will be easily spied on, posing numerous risks."

Ying Wuyou stood to the side, her expression firm and confident. She continued, "Father, our Great Qin has now risen to power, rich and strong. No matter how many conspiracies and schemes there are in the world, they cannot shake the foundation of our Great Qin. To begin planning the administration after unifying the six kingdoms is to prepare for the future. Only in this way can we govern this vast land in an orderly manner when we finally achieve the unification of the world."

The King of Qin lowered his head, lost in deep thought, his mind filled with images of the future of the Qin Dynasty. After a long while, he slightly narrowed his deep eyes, a glint of wisdom flashing within them, a hint of decisiveness. He raised his head, looked at Ying Wuyou, and solemnly said, "Jiayang, your idea is quite insightful. Let us proceed with the preparations as you have suggested, and we must not be careless."

Ying Wuyou nodded and said, "Father, rest assured, I understand."