my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 1 "Killing Confucianism" is about to explode
The 35th year of the First Emperor of Qin, 212 BC.

September.

The autumn wind is sweeping, and the ground is golden.

Xianyang City, Prince Fusu's Mansion, in the back garden.

Except for a few clusters of blooming autumn chrysanthemums, all the flowers and trees in the garden have fallen, and even the tall trees have already been covered with a layer of dazzling golden color.Against the background of the surrounding simple and elegant buildings with gilded arches, it looks more beautiful and solemn.

In the small training ground in the northwest corner of the garden.

Zhao Ying panted heavily, put down the stone lock in his hand, and looked at his still white and tender hands in disbelief.

Strength has risen again!
In three days, his strength almost doubled!
When he first crossed, he lifted a [-]-jin stone lock with one hand, which made him blush and his veins burst out. When he put it down, he almost hit his toe.

Now, one in each hand, it is as easy as carrying a bucket of water. Although the 150-jin stone lock cannot be lifted yet, the [-]-level stone lock has been successfully unlocked.

Three days...

Is this the benefit of time travel?
I don't know how many days this change can last, and I don't know if proper exercise can promote it, but Zhao Ying dare not gamble, and dare not give up every opportunity to enhance his own strength.

Just because he traveled to the 35th year of Emperor Shihuang!

Time travels to become the eldest grandson of Qin Shihuang, the eldest son of the son Fusu!

Compared to those peers who traveled through miserable times, without food and clothing, alone, without parents, this wave of benefits for me is really great--what a fart!

It's even worse, okay?
Because this year is the 35th year of the First Emperor of Qin, the turning point in the life of the son Fusu and the Great Qin Empire is just around the corner.

If there are no accidents, the rest of my life will soon take a turn for the worse with the coquettish manipulations of my cheap father, Mr. Su.In this year, the son Fusu would be directly expelled from Xianyang by the furious Shi Huangdi because of his fierce opposition to the first emperor's murder of warlocks, and sent him to Shangjun to drink the northwest wind.

According to historical records: "The first emperor was angry and sent Meng Tian, ​​the North Supervisor of Fusu, to Shangjun."

From then on, this old man of my family never left.It was not until two years later that Qin Shihuang visited the east again and died of illness in the sand dunes. He was ordered to commit suicide by false orders from Zhao Gao and Hu Hai, and died aggrieved in Shangjun. He never set foot in Xianyang again for the rest of his life.

Then, his own uncle Hu Hai turned on the killing mode, including himself, the whole family, and several other uncles who had never met, were also wiped out.

The entire direct line of the Great Qin imperial family has fallen into a vast expanse of whiteness, and the land is so clean.

As for the death of Qin II, there is no need to think about it. Zhao Ying felt that the first thing he needed to think about now was how to save his own life in this shocking change two years later.

I don't want to just cross over and become a sacrificial object of the Great Qin Empire in a daze.

So, in what month did Qin Shihuang kill the sorcerer in anger?
While thinking about it, he continued to work hard, working hard on the strength of this body.

In troubled times, even the nobles are useless, and strong power is the foundation of one's survival.

In the past few days, except for eating and sleeping, he has spent almost all his time here. Every day, he learns the methods of the guards in the palace to build up strength and the exercise methods heard by later generations, and performs various strength exercises every day. Work out until you burn out.

If it is an ordinary person, it is absolutely impossible to do this, the body will not be able to bear it first, and if it is not good, it will be self-defeating and hurt the body.However, his recovery ability seemed to be different from that of ordinary people. When he was exhausted to the limit, he took a short rest for half an hour, and immediately he was alive again, without any soreness in his body.

And the feeling of getting stronger every day clearly makes him very motivated.

Another five hundred push-ups.

Feeling that his body had reached a limit, he struggled to stand up, reached out and pulled the towel on the flower stand next to him, and wiped the sweat off his face.

Ready to eat something.

That's right, my strength has grown fast these days, and my hunger has also grown fast.

Ordinary people eat two meals a day, ordinary nobles eat three meals a day, but he eats five meals a day, not counting supper at night.

Fortunately, he traveled to Fusu Gongzi's mansion. If he changed to an ordinary family, with this amount of food, he might have to eat up the family within three days.

This morning's extra meal is a big pot of boiled lamb as usual!

Soon, a large pot of white mutton was served, and the corners of Zhao Ying's mouth twitched undetectably. This is real boiled mutton, that is, rinse the mutton, cut it into large pieces, and put it directly on the tripod or The kind that is boiled in water in a wok without adding any seasoning.

Cook it, take it out, dip it in some salt and eat it...

Fortunately, I am hungry, and I feel delicious when I eat anything. I can still eat these simple boiled mutton.

He didn't want Fusu to feel that there was something wrong with him because of the food.

After all, the predecessor of this body was a well-behaved baby, and he was not picky about these foods on weekdays. If his personality and habits changed suddenly, and he was picky and picky when eating, it was like a different person. I am afraid that he would be taken as something. The upper body of the evil spirit was pulled away and burned directly.

Gritting his teeth, he swallowed the last piece of fatty mutton, closed his eyes, and drank all the soup in the basin, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

The light basin operation is in Daqin!
Zhao Ying teased himself in his heart, then stretched out his hand to beckon the guards in the distance, motioned for the plate to be removed, and then said something seemingly casually.

"Who came to visit Ah Weng at the house today..."

"Back to young master, there are two calls in total, one is the doctor Xi from Yushitai, and the other is the son's husband, Dr. Chun Yuyue..."

Chunyu Yue?
Zhao Ying couldn't help frowning slightly.

If it was said that during this period of time he was most taboo about who his cheap father would associate with, then this Chun Yuyue definitely ranked first.

It's not that Chunyu Yue is a bad person, but on the contrary, he is the spiritual leader of today's Confucianism, a court doctor personally selected by Emperor Qin Shihuang, a teacher of his own cheap father, and a well-deserved top in the world in morality and learning. flow.

But it is precisely because of this that my cheap father respects him so much, and even his political ideas are completely biased towards Confucianism, which led to the break between his father and the great father who has lived through the ages.

In short, the pit of God!
If he hadn't considered his identity, he would have sent someone to beat this guy up and throw him into the Wei River.

"That old Dong—cough, has that old doctor left..."

Zhao Ying raised his eyebrows slightly, stood up, and wanted to meet that cheating Chunyu Yue.

You know, now is the most sensitive period, and it's probably not a good thing for this old guy to come.According to the memory of this body's predecessor, the first emperor has now sent all those warlocks who are so daring and repeatedly to death to prison, and ordered Yushitai to investigate strictly. The event is not far away.

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