In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

At night, a bright moon hangs high in the dark sky, like a dazzling pearl, casting a faint, cool glow that illuminates the solemn, cold, and silent Qin King's Palace.

The flickering candlelight illuminated a face radiating majesty and nobility. Ying Zheng, still clad in his black dragon robe, knelt before a magnificent table cast in gold and silver.

At this moment, he sat alone in the vast palace, exuding a terrifying aura like a true dragon. His dark, deep black eyes, like a bottomless pool, were now calmly gazing in a certain direction outside the palace, as if silently awaiting the arrival of something important.

Just then, a steady, powerful footstep broke the silence of the hall, accompanied by the rustling of clothes and armor. Ying Ziqing, dressed in military attire, was unhurriedly entering the palace of this nation hailed as the strongest in the world, in his capacity as the leader of the Bad Guys.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Ying Zheng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a relieved smile: "General, you've finally arrived." Ying Ziqing, whose face was covered by a scarlet armor mask, lowered his head slightly in response before walking straight to Ying Zheng as if no one else was there. He sat down cross-legged on the spot, completely disregarding the so-called etiquette and rules between ruler and subject.

However, Ying Zheng showed no sign of surprise, because he knew very well that his relationship with this unruly commander was far from a simple one of ruler and subject.

To be precise, it's more like a mutually beneficial partnership—the Bad Commander assists him in controlling the entire Qin state, while he helps the Bad Commander conquer all the other states. Since there's no superior-subordinate relationship between them, there's no need to be bound by those formalities. Ying Ziqing casually picked up a jade cup inlaid with gold thread from the table and played with it, speaking lightly as he said:

"I wonder what brings the King of Qin to see me so late at night?"

"The commander-in-chief has been away from Xianyang recently and may not know that the Zhao state has been stationing troops and building fortifications on the border. I have been willing to ask the commander-in-chief to conquer the Zhao state, but since the Han and Wei regions have just been settled, I have to send a large number of soldiers and supplies to appease and manage the people in the two regions. However, the drought in the south has made it difficult for me to do so..."

Therefore, I would like to ask the General whether it is advisable to attack Zhao at this time?

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's words, Ying Ziqing chuckled. In fact, Ying Zheng had already made up his mind about whether to attack or not. He was simply seeking Ying Ziqing's opinion and hoping that Ying Ziqing could offer advice on how to address the Qin state's enormous financial losses over the years.

"Whether to attack or not, the King of Qin has already made up his mind. Although occupying Han and Wei has not greatly depleted Qin's national strength, managing the two places will temporarily occupy a lot of Qin's energy. At this time, it would obviously be unwise to launch a campaign against Zhao."

In wars of conquest, if one chooses not to attack, then so be it; but if one does attack, it must be with overwhelming force and unwavering national strength to bring about its downfall. As for the issue of provisions and resources…”

Ying Ziqing paused for a moment, then with a flick of his sleeve, a potato and a sweet potato appeared on the table.

"What is this?" Ying Zheng looked at the strange object he had never seen before with curiosity.

"These two things are potatoes and sweet potatoes, which are filling and can yield a thousand catties per mu."

"A yield of a thousand catties per mu?" Ying Zheng could hardly believe his ears when he heard Ying Ziqing's words.

It should be noted that during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, the yield of wheat and rice was only 150 catties per mu, which explains why Ying Zheng looked shocked.

He naturally knew just how important these two things were; they were no longer food, but rather divine objects that protected the nation.

Food is the most important thing for people. Throughout history, peasant uprisings and rebellions have always been caused by a lack of food. If people had something to eat, who would be willing to risk their lives to rebel? Food is also an absolute standard for measuring a country's strength.

Ying Zheng stood up excitedly, and with trembling hands, he picked up the potatoes and sweet potatoes as if they were precious treasures.

"General, is it possible to make these two divine artifacts widely available throughout the Qin Dynasty?"

With a wave of his hand, Ying Ziqing conjured up more than ten bronze cauldrons filled with potatoes and sweet potatoes in the main hall.

"Your Majesty, if we plant these crops before autumn, we will see the results next summer," Ying Ziqing said calmly.

Ying Zheng was numb at this point. After nodding, his expression returned to calm, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"Does the General know the value of these two divine objects? Whatever reward you desire, I will grant it to you," Ying Zheng said with burning eyes. He now wished he could give his throne as King of Qin to Ying Ziqing.

Ying Ziqing shook his head, "The matter of bestowing rewards can be discussed later. I have another letter to give to the King."

Ying Ziqing took out a bamboo slip from his bosom and placed it in Ying Zheng's hand. Then he turned around and walked out of the main hall.

"I still have other matters to attend to. Your Majesty may arrange the matters written on the bamboo slips as you see fit."

Before Ying Zheng could stop him, Ying Ziqing's figure had already disappeared into the night...

Why not spend the long nights with the beautiful concubines in the mansion, instead of staying in the palace to discuss national policies with a middle-aged man?

After watching Ying Ziqing leave, Ying Zheng opened the bamboo slips on the table.

As he looked at the contents, Ying Zheng's pupils gradually dilated, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

"This... the curved plow and the waterwheel can actually increase efficiency several times over!"

These stirrups allow a person to walk on horseback as if on flat ground! Who can stop the iron cavalry of my Great Qin? Hahahaha…”

Ying Zheng: I've gone mad, don't contact me...

P.S.: Go watch Shameless! Hahahaha...