Great Qin's son-in-law

Chapter 56 Kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, bless me Daqin!

"Doctoral Academy?" Ying Zheng frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, just entered the classroom with his hands behind his back.

indoor.

All the princes and princesses are practicing and reciting.

Their ages are quite different, some have already started to recite laws and decrees, while others are still in the stage of literacy, everyone's progress is different, but the Lingshi who teaches them is the same person.

The imperial history of the Imperial Academy is divided into internal orders and external orders.

The internal order is only responsible for teaching the son and princess the most basic literacy.

As for laws and regulations and the way of governing, they are all in charge of foreign orders, and this part is mainly performed by important ministers with high titles in charge of internal affairs.

Among them, the eldest son Fusu's foreign order is Meng Tian, ​​the son Gao's foreign order is Xin Sheng, the son Jianglu's foreign order is Feng Wuze, and Hu Hai's foreign order is Zhao Gao.

Strange to say.

Among the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers, except for the Prime Minister's Mansion, officials from the Tingwei Mansion and the Yushi Mansion are not subject to this restriction, but Li Si is the only one who is missing from the many internal affairs ministers who are also foreign orders.

Enter the classroom.

Yingzheng tested their knowledge.

The princes and princesses stepped forward to answer one by one according to their age.

The exam is over.

Ying Zheng nodded and said:
"As a child of the Ying family, you should know something."

"Since the reform of Lord Shang, the clan has always clearly stipulated that members of the clan who have no military merits are not allowed to be included in the clan register. However, under the unification today, military merit is rare, so I have granted permission to include you in the clan register."

"But it's hard to convince the public after all."

"You need to study hard, work hard on your own, learn talents, gain knowledge, and practice moral integrity."

"If your clan affiliation wants to be recognized by others, it needs to be judged by the government and the public. I believe that you will use your performance to prove to the clan, the government and the world, and prove to the world that the franchise I gave you at the beginning is correct."

"Then."

Ying Zheng's face darkened suddenly.

Shen said:
"I know that many boys have foreign teachers, and I have never established a crown prince. Many of you have ideas about this, but you must fight openly. If your foreign teachers dare to teach you to fight tricks, fight secretly, If you harm each other, don't blame me for being merciless."

"I am determined to enforce the laws of the country and punish them severely!"

"Remember?"

"Remember!" The young masters responded quickly.

"Okay!" Ying Zheng nodded slightly, and smiled again on his face: "You all come to my side, talk to me, talk about what you have learned and what you have done recently."

The young master and the others looked at each other without any movement.

They are not young.

After the death of the tenth son, they also had fantasies, but in the end they had no choice but to give up. They couldn't compete at all, let alone the eldest son, even Hu Hai, they might not be able to compete.

They have accepted reality.

As they got older, Nuo Da's palace had become a prison for them.

They have also passed the age of literacy and law.

The reason why they stayed in the classroom was because they really had no place to go. In their hearts, they actually hoped that their father would entrust themselves, not necessarily in the field, but at least let them leave Xianyang.

At least.

It can also allow them to leave the cage-like palace.

But they dare not mention it.

afraid!fear!
They just sat on the mat in a daze, looking at the law that they had read countless times, without saying a word.

The other side.

Several young sons are still very excited.

Like offering treasures, they took out the things they had recently played with, and one of the young masters took out a wooden pier.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng smiled and said:

"Rong Lu, you play with Mudun all day long?"

Ying Ronglu puffed out his chest.

Proudly said:
"Father, no."

"This is not a wooden pier, this is a war horse!"

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "What do you want a horse for?"

Ying Ronglu stubbornly said:

"Kill the enemy and make meritorious service, bless me Daqin!"

Ying Zheng laughed happily again, he got up and lifted Ying Ronglu, put him on the wooden pier safely, and then said with a smile: "Okay, you ride this war horse, and the emperor will be your pawn, holding a spear Take good care of you."

With Ying Ronglu leading the way, the other young masters also brought over their own things, and the whole classroom was filled with cheerful smiles.

It's fun.

It was rare for Ying Zheng to be so happy and relaxed.

When the other princes calmed down, the older princesses took out the women's reds they had made, including Jinxiuan (zuan) group, Fufu (fufu) Wenxiu, and Shubu Zhishang. Those young princesses Then they took some wooden dolls, wearing delicate little clothes.

Ying Zheng also nodded one by one.

Just as he was praising the princesses, he caught a glimpse of a 'Hei Wa' out of the corner of his eyes.

Not far away, a young girl rolled her eyes slyly, but her chubby little hands kept wiping her cheeks, but she didn't know what was on her hands, but the black stains on her face became blacker and darker. , The more you rub, the more you rub.

see.

Ying Zheng wanted to laugh and was angry at the same time.

He waved:

"Yin Man, come here."

"What are you putting on your face?"

"Ah?" Ying Yinman raised her head dumbly, shook her head and said, "Father, I didn't wipe anything on my face. I just went to get something to play with. I accidentally got it wet, and then put it on my face." Things are on your face."

Ying Yinman also looked aggrieved.

Ying Zheng said angrily:

"Okay, then tell me, what are you holding?"

Ying Yinman nodded obediently, and took out the ink stick she was holding in her left hand.

Seeing this calligraphy, Ying Zheng's face changed slightly.

He took a deep look at Ying Yinman, his forehead was covered with black lines, this calligraphy was exactly the one he ordered the guards to throw away a few days ago!

结果
Let Ying Yinman pick it up again.

Ying Zheng Road:
"You went to my place to pick up things again?"

Ying Yinman nodded vigorously.

Leaping:

"Father, you have a lot of good things."

"Didn't I pick up a hot water bottle last time?"

"At that time, I felt that the father had a lot of good things, so I went there every few days. Just the day before yesterday, I happened to see this ink. I smelled this ink very fragrant, so I took it back."

"This ink is much easier to use than the one in the classroom."

"It's more comfortable to write without inkstones and inkstones."

"And the hot water bottle. I asked the maid to make some more. I gave a few to my brothers and sisters. They are very happy to use it."

Ying Yinman uttered all the things she had done recently.

The princes heard cold sweat on their foreheads.

Yingzheng's eyes swept across the audience coldly. Wherever he looked, all the princes and princesses lowered their heads. No one dared to look at him, and they didn't even have the courage to raise their heads.

Ying Zheng shook his head and said:
"Since you like it, use it."

"It's just that the things I throw away in the future, don't pick them up again."

"Ah?" Ying Yinman's small mouth opened slightly, but under Ying Zheng's gaze, she could only pout in the end, and reluctantly replied "Oh."

Ying Zheng stood up.

He didn't say anything more, just asked the princes and princesses to study hard, then turned around and left.

Ying Zheng just left.

There was a long panting sound in the classroom.

Ying Zheng naturally heard it.

But he didn't stop because of this, but continued to walk forward. He pretended not to hear these voices and ignored them.

is the day.

The fire in Xianyang Palace burned until late at night.

(End of this chapter)