my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 158 Father and Son Reunion

Of course, it is impossible to create such an elite army simply by throwing money at it.

Zhao Ying's team of more than 3000 people was able to form combat power in such a short period of time, in addition to the excellent foundation of these people, there was also a pioneering work that far surpassed this era.

That is the collective education of military school style!
Open to everyone and provide the art of war that is regarded as an untold secret in this era, and provide everyone with an opportunity to change their own and family status and destiny. He, the general in the army, and Li Xin, the top Qin The famous generals will teach them in person, and allow them to communicate and learn in the barracks, discuss openly, so as to improve themselves.

Thoroughly stimulated their desire to learn and become stronger.

People are ambitious. The reason why salted fish become salted fish is not that they are salted fish from the beginning, but that the southern walls that exist everywhere have taught them a cruel truth.

Struggling, useless!
Being at the bottom, with no hope in sight, what can I do without salty fish, Ritian?
The most successful part of Zhao Ying is to give these people who originally belonged to the bottom, a hope, a hope that can be seen and touched!
At the same time of training, the mandatory promotion of "Casting the Soul of the Army" unifies the thinking, and gives a greater ideal on top of satisfying the level of personal struggle.

Protect the people, protect Daqin!
Noble ideals can infect people. Without a more lofty common belief that transcends personal desires, this army will become a paradise for careerists and grow into a group of terrifying monsters that only care about themselves and their families.

Especially in this era, so many people who are proficient in the art of war, once they lose the moral restraint in their hearts, the consequences will be disastrous.

As for standing in a military posture and kicking forward, it is just an auxiliary function to strengthen the concept of discipline.In this era, there are actually similar training methods, but they are not as concise and efficient as the former.

"Aon, here I come—"

After such a slight delay, Wang Li, who was in charge of holding the battle behind, also rushed up, jumped off his horse, and saluted his father with a happy face.

I haven't seen this son for several months. Looking at his son who has obviously darkened and become much stronger, Wang Ben couldn't help but smile on his face.

This child has grown up!
"Well, the journey is hard, let's go to the city to talk—"

Although he was concerned about the old father at home, it was obviously not the time to gossip, so he simply greeted his son, and Wang Ben immediately invited Zhao Ying, Li Xin and others into the city.

More than 3000 people entered the city, so it was naturally impossible to stay in an inn. Instead, they set up camp directly at the military academy field not far from the county guard's mansion, and settled down.

After all, after a few days of high-intensity marching, the soldiers are already very tired. Now that they have arrived at the place, there is no need to deliberately demand these soldiers and let them station outside the city.As an important town guarding the border, Shangjun often reorganizes its military equipment. The military academy has been established quite openly, and there are also some temporary houses, which are quite suitable for the settlement of these personnel.

When they arrived at the place, it was natural that Shangjun would be responsible for arranging food and lodging, and then let everyone soak their feet comfortably, eat a warm meal, and take a short rest.

Without Zhao Ying's instructions, Han Xin, Zhang Han and the others each commanded their own troops, and began to tidy up the camp in an orderly manner, meticulously arranging defenses according to the standards of field battles.

Looking at the busy but not chaotic, tense and orderly scene in front of him, Wang Ben's eyes lit up.

Experts look at the doorway.

The scene in front of him is full of a message.

Strong army!

This is a truly strong army that has built discipline into its daily routine.

Zhao Ying's army came too fast.

Even the whole Shangjun was not ready yet, so it was not until Zhao Ying had entered the city that the county guard Yan got the news and rushed over in a hurry.

This was the first time he met the legendary grandson of the emperor.

"Yan has met His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson, but it was late to welcome you, and I still hope that His Highness will be happy—"

Seeing that he was tall, with a tough face, and looked exactly like the first emperor's grandson, the county guard Yan jumped off his horse and came over to salute first.Looking at the red-faced, strong middle-aged sheriff, Zhao Ying smiled all over his face, rushed forward, and personally supported the sheriff Yan who was about to salute.

"You don't have to be polite, the Sheriff. We have to rest here for a few days this time. I'm afraid we will cause trouble for the Sheriff..."

Although Zhao Ying resembled the first emperor in every move, he was different from the majestic first emperor. He smiled, making people feel like a spring breeze, approachable and approachable, quite a bit of the demeanor of a eldest son.

And, obviously, the stance is low.

The last trace of worry was immediately let go.

Young man, suddenly approaching a high position, he is really worried that His Royal Highness, the grandson of the emperor, will be arrogant, domineering, and forcibly intervene in local affairs, that will be really troublesome.

Randomly, Sheriff Yan came over to greet Li Xin again.

As a local compound sitting on one side, the county guard Yan was no stranger to Li Xin, a former famous general in the army, but he didn't have any deep acquaintance.

After all, Li Xin in the past was full of vigor and high spirits. Even a veteran general like Wang Jian, who had made great achievements in the war, was actually a little invisible. He dared not show off in front of the first emperor.

However, ten years have passed in a flash.

This former famous general has lost the sharpness of the past, but has become a little deep and restrained, quite polite.

So, meeting for the first time, the atmosphere is friendly.

"Let's go, the rest of the matter will naturally be arranged by someone, first follow me to meet the eldest son—"

Although Zhao Ying came all the way, there was no reason for Fusu, the father, to come to visit his son in person. Therefore, after a simple exchange of greetings, General Wang Ben, the father-in-law, immediately offered to propose.

In this regard, Zhao Ying naturally had no reason to shirk.

When you get here, if you don't visit your cheap father first, it will become a joke if it spreads.Although he was a little speechless about this old man who played a good hand of cards so badly that he even cheated himself and the whole Daqin, but he still had to see what should be seen.

Fusu's residence was a very ordinary small farmyard, and there were not many guards outside the yard.

In this regard, Zhao Ying is not surprised at all.

For such a person who would rather offend the first emperor and plead for the people, if he lived in a luxurious mansion, it would be a bit abnormal.

In the yard, Fusu was sitting under a tree reading.

There is a table under the tree, a teapot is placed on the table, and an empty small chair is placed on the other side.Since he went home to sit once last time, he returned to Shangjun and asked someone to make a few cards for himself according to the style of the small chair at home.

After all, it is much more comfortable than sitting on the floor.

Hearing the movement outside the door, Fusu stood up with a smile, looking at this son who had not seen him for several months and who was obviously much taller, his eyes showed a trace of unconcealable love.

"Aon—"

Seeing this, Zhao Ying quickly took two steps, and hurried forward to greet Fusu.

Wang Ben and County Guard Yan, who were following behind, looked at the father and son who had reunited after a long absence, and then looked at the furnishings in the eldest son's yard. They tactfully did not go in, but cupped their hands at the door, and then retreated silently.

"sit down--"

Fusu looked at the sudden emergence of a relieved son, smiled and waved his hands, and took the lead to sit down beside him.

Zhao Ying leaned over and sat down beside him, father and son sat facing each other.

Zhao Ying was about to pour tea for Fusu Fusu, but he saw that Fusu had already lifted the teapot on his own initiative and poured a cup for Zhao Ying.To Zhao Ying's surprise, it turned out to be boiled water.

"I knew you were not used to drinking tea, so I didn't ask anyone to prepare it—"

Having said that, Fu Su added with a smile.

"Even if you're used to drinking it, there's nothing wrong with it. I don't have any good tea here..."

Zhao Ying didn't expect that Fusu could remember his little habit.In Zhao Ying's memory, this was the first time that father and son sat alone like this and communicated as adults.

Fusu's warm smile and relaxed tone made Zhao Ying, who was still a little nervous, relax.

"That's fine—"

Zhao Ying replied with a smile, looked around, and looked at the small courtyard where Fusu lived.There are three halls, a hut on the east side as a kitchen, and two vegetable fields on the west side.

Just like ordinary farmers, looking at the traces, one is leeks, and the other should be radishes.

It has to be said that there is a reason why Fusu still enjoys great prestige among the people and the court. If Zhao Ying didn't know the original historical development track, he would probably be impressed by his demeanor.

He has a noble status, but is low-key and plain, and his whole person is as gentle as jade, and his every move has a strong gentleman's style.

"During this time, the family is thanks to you. The last time I went back to Xianyang, I came and went in a hurry, and I didn't have time to sit down and have a good talk with you. This time you got married, and I didn't go back to take care of it for you..."

After Fusu finished speaking, he smiled, with a somewhat apologetic tone.

When he went back last time, he learned through Mi Ji that since he left, it was the eldest son who supported all the family affairs for him.

Even now, it is obvious that she has established a family, married a wife, and still insists on living at home and taking care of her family.

Therefore, as a father, he feels guilty about his eldest son.

"You don't need to say that, Auntie, in fact, the family is in charge of the family, and - with the help of the eldest father, it has been going well..."

Zhao Ying smiled and comforted him, but he didn't know how to respond.

What's the use of saying this——

If you really have the heart, go back and admit your mistakes to the eldest father, take over the responsibility you should shoulder, and let me experience the happiness of being the second generation...

"Your eldest father—is it okay..."

Hearing Zhao Ying mention the beginning emperor, Fusu couldn't help but look a little bit complicated, lowered his head and held the teacup in his hand, and asked a question with some distracted consciousness.

"Very good, my mental state has improved a lot, and I haven't taken pills recently, and my body looks a lot better..."

Hearing what Zhao Ying said, Fusu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I've heard people say what you did—"

Having said that, Fusu suddenly raised his head and smiled, with a relaxed look on his face.

"You've done a good job, better than I imagined, and better than me—your elder father has high hopes for you, don't disappoint his old man's expectations..."

As the eldest son most valued by the first emperor, Fusu did not lack political wisdom, on the contrary, he was quite talented, and he had his own understanding of the situation and coping of Great Qin.

Otherwise, there would be no repeated conflicts with the first emperor.

Because, what he saw was not only the prosperity of the Great Qin, but also the crisis hidden under the prosperity of the Great Qin.On one level, Fusu's claim isn't much wrong.

The world has been fighting for too long, and there is too much need to stop and recuperate.

Give kindness and tenderness, let the people of the world appreciate the kindness of Daqin, instead of being intimidated by Daqin's majesty and force.

It's a pity that he was poisoned by the benevolent and kingly way of Confucianism, and went to an extreme, blindly advocating Confucian ideas, and for the sake of the so-called ideals and beliefs, he would rather bend than bend, and fight hard against his own father. Know how to work around.

It led to a complete break with the first emperor, was driven to Shangjun, and left the political center of Xianyang.

As a result, later, the guest died in a foreign land, and the great Qin dynasty, which was full of vitality, was tossed to pieces under the hands of Hu Hai and Zhao Gao...

With his eyes, how could he not see that his old man had faintly regarded his eldest son as the heir of Daqin.Step by step, he began to pave the way for his son.

In this regard, he has no opinion, and is even somewhat happy to see the result.

My son is more suitable for that position than myself!
In fact, he has always had no obsession with that position.Why didn't he understand how much the Emperor Shihuang valued him, why didn't he understand that as long as he bowed his head and admitted his mistake, he would most likely be forgiven by the Emperor Shihuang, and then return to Xianyang, return to the entire political core, and take over the leadership of the A position coveted by countless people.

It's just that he doesn't want to lie to his heart, let alone A Weng!

He clearly knew that there had always been a huge difference between his ideas and those of the first emperor!And this difference is irreconcilable.

By deceiving Ah Weng, obtaining that position against his will, and then turning around to subvert his own A Weng's painstaking layout, this is not what a gentleman does!
Rather than that, he would rather withdraw and give up that position to his younger brother Hu Hai who has always believed in A Weng, and even admired him extremely.

Of course, now there is a more suitable candidate than Hu Hai.

That is the son who is sitting opposite him now!
He believes that if his son can take over that position, he will definitely be able to make the Great Qin better while maintaining the stability of the Great Qin policy.

It's just that if my son wants to reach this point, he still needs an opportunity.

Zhao Ying didn't know that at this time, Fusu already had the same heart as the First Emperor, and he regarded him as the most suitable successor of Daqin.

In my heart, I was still secretly complaining that my cheap father was not up to date, and I couldn't let myself be a third generation emperor with peace of mind.

However, because Fusu's attitude has always been very gentle, and the conversations were all about trivial matters at home, the atmosphere of this conversation between father and son was quite relaxed and harmonious.

At noon, Fusu stayed for dinner.

The chef was the cook I brought back last time, and the meals for the two of them were not complicated, a plate of braised tofu and a stewed mutton with radish.

"Try it, the mutton from Shangjun is plump and tastes better than Xianyang's..."

Fu Su personally picked up a chopstick for Zhao Ying and said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, he seemed to remember something.

"You're a grown man now, would you like a drink?"

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