my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 17 Hu Hai: This wave, I'm on the tenth floor
Hu Hai excitedly walked to the front yard, and when he was about to enter the door, he suddenly remembered that he was the eighteenth son of Daqin, and it seemed that he shouldn't be so eager, so he restrained his emotions forcibly, coughed lightly, and walked away went in.

"I have seen the Eighteenth Prince..."

As soon as Hu Hai entered, the dozen or so visiting guests sitting in the living room had already stood up and bowed to him.

"Gentlemen, it's really my blessing, Hu Hai, to vote generously. Please take a seat—"

As the son of Da Qin, he can still handle the small scene of receiving people and things, and attracting customers.As the host, he first expressed his willingness to recruit talents and be humble, and then ordered a large banquet to be held and hospitality.

These people can vote immediately after Fusu leaves, and they will also be able to follow the wind and make decisions.

Naturally, it was flattery, all kinds of flattery and flattery, and slapped Hu Hai all over his body, and there was no place where he was uncomfortable, and five places were unhappy.

"You gentlemen are all talented, and Guzi will not be stingy with rewards. In the future, as long as you work with peace of mind, you will have a bright future..."

As soon as Hu Hai's words fell, there was another sound of slapping horses and horses below.

Holding the wine glass, Hu Hai couldn't help but feel high-spirited.

I just think that a man should be like this!

At this moment, the steward's footsteps hurried in.

"My lord, someone from Fu Su's mansion came up, saying that he was ordered by the little lord Ying to come to see the lord and send spices and secret recipes..."

Hu Hai was taken aback, then nodded immediately.

"Bring him in—"

Although I feel a little displeased with Zhao Ying, my own nephew sent someone to deliver things. As an uncle, I naturally have to show face, especially now that I have a lot of guests. If I don't see him directly, won't it affect me if it spreads reputation?

Besides, the stewed mutton with radish is really delicious.

After a while, Mo came in from the outside with a few followers, followed by Wang Quan, the foreign steward.

"The villain has seen the Eighteenth Prince—"

After Mo came in, he didn't talk nonsense. After bowing and saluting, he took out the secret recipe directly from his cuff.

"The young master specially ordered the young one to send various spices and cooking recipes to the eighteenth son, please take a look at it—"

After Hu Hai took it, he glanced at it briefly and put it away.

"Tell Ying'er that I have received it, and I am very happy..."

Seeing that the matter is done, Mo will get up and say goodbye.

But Hu Hai stretched out his hand to stop him.

It was just a joke, in front of so many people, how could it be reasonable for me as an uncle to accept filial piety from my nephew for nothing?

So, he waved his hand very boldly.

"Come on, take them to my treasury and choose one for Ying Er as a gift in return..."

Zhao Quan hesitated for a moment, then took Mo and others down.

As the master, if he wants to return the gift to his eldest nephew, what else can he say as a servant.

As soon as a few people went, the newcomers praised him again, praising him for being an elder, and how lucky Young Master Ying is to have an uncle like him...

This is what I want!

After today, the whole city of Xianyang will soon know that after the eldest brother Fusu left, as a younger brother, he took great care of his son and was very friendly.

At this time, if the news spread, it would be beneficial and harmless!
The corner of Hu Hai's mouth twitched slightly. This time, he felt that he was on the tenth floor.

……

Zhao Ying naturally did not expect these unexpected gains.

To him, this is just a trivial matter, it has no other meaning, it is simply not wanting to break the promise of others, and it is not a big deal.

The 150-jin stone lock has been officially conquered.

Because there was no stone lock of [-] jins prepared in the yard, he had no choice but to learn how Shaolin disciples fetched water from movies he had seen in his previous life, and carried the [-]-jin stone lock as a bucket.

With both arms outstretched, one in each hand, walk quickly in the yard.

I don’t know if it’s scientific or not, but it’s enough to consume energy anyway.

His own martial arts training ground is still too small, and the equipment is too simple.

Although this is Mr. Fusu's mansion, Fusu has always only paid attention to his studies and not to martial arts training. His predecessor only came here occasionally to practice archery and sword. This martial arts arena is purely a decoration.

If he hadn't come to use it these few days, few people would care about it.

He stopped, pulled the towel, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a breath, and touched the longbow again.

However, he knew in his heart that he had to find a suitable opportunity for the first emperor to "just happen" to discover his extraordinary talent.The reason why he had to hide it temporarily was not because he was afraid that people would discover his abnormality, but because he had too few chips to use and wanted to gain more advantages for himself with this ability.

After all, who can refuse a grandson who is gifted and capable?

Especially in the royal family of King Wulie of Qin, who once produced such super powerful generals as Fei Lian and Elai in the ancestors of Da Qin, who had contributed tremendously in modern times, Zhao Ying had this kind of ability, it couldn't be more normal.

Even Qin Shihuang himself, when he was young, was able to open a three-stone strong bow, surpassing ordinary people.

After all, the height of more than two meters is there.

It's just that the first emperor has been an emperor for thousands of years, and he can make a name for himself in history if he just picks out a little bit.But this does not prevent him from liking a grandson who is very similar to himself!
Draw the bow a thousand times, become two thousand times.

A strong bow with one stone, drawn a thousand times, is of little use to him. Before he gets a better bow, he can only maintain his training effect by increasing the amount.

Target becomes stronger!

Thinking that he might face fierce men like Xiang Yu, Fan Kui, Long Qi, and Ying Bu in the future, he became very excited to practice.

It wasn't until he was sweating profusely and exhausted the last bit of strength that he pulled the towel, wiped the sweat off his face, got up and went back to the room to take a bath.A servant has already prepared the hot water needed for bathing and waited on it.

As soon as he jumped into the bucket, two young and beautiful maids came to help him scrub, and he didn't pretend to refuse. He has traveled to this era, and talking about equality of human rights is nonsense.

This is the rule of society.

In this era, anyone who wants to challenge this rule will be crushed to pieces by the torrent of history.

Needless to say, he is a mere grandson of the Great Qin Emperor, even if he is an emperor and general, he may not necessarily end well.Back then, King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty wanted to lighten the burden on the slaves, improve the status of the slaves, surpass the nobility, and appoint some low-born talents, all of which caused chaos in the world. They attacked him and were replaced by King Wen of Zhou who had been waiting for the opportunity. country.

What's more about him?

He also has no intention of being a fighter for the liberation of human rights in this era. The only thing he can do now is to be kind to these people.

Note:
"Today, the king of Shang accepts, but the woman's words are valid. Faintly abandoning and worshiping, no answer; fainting and abandoning the king's parents and brothers, but the sins of the four directions flee. I think it is a doctor and a gentleman"-Wu Wang's attack on Zhou.Interested friends can find out.

(End of this chapter)