my grandfather was qin shi huang

Looking at the deep-eyed and silent First Emperor, Zhao Ying knew that his eldest father was thinking that he couldn't let go of the past, so he stepped forward with a smile and squeezed the First Emperor's shoulders gently and appropriately.

"My great father, merit is merit, and past mistakes are past mistakes. Moreover, Marquis Wenxin has already become a withered skeleton in the grave. Why are you still clinging to those days? There are as many talented people in the world as crucian carp crossing the river. Those who are good at running things, It’s not just Marquis Wenxin. For example, Shang Yang of Qin and Guan Zhong of Qi are probably even more powerful than Marquis Wenxin..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Ying's tone became more sincere.

"My eldest father, the reason why I mention Wenxinhou is not only because I cherish his talents and do not want his pearls to be dusted, but also because I feel sorry for my eldest father. I don't want your eldest father to be as old as you are now, but you are still indulging in old grudges and unable to do anything. Relieve..."

Having said this, Zhao Ying obviously felt that the First Emperor's attitude had softened a lot.

"I once heard that if you let others go, you let yourself go..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Ying smiled.

"My eldest father, you are wise, mighty, and wise. Your achievements are greater than those of the three emperors, and your virtues are greater than those of the five emperors. You are an emperor who will surely shine in the annals of history. Why should you compare yourself with the dead bones in a tomb? They are no more than your former ministers. Like your horses and oxen, would you refuse to eat the soup made by an ox because it had offended you..."

When the First Emperor heard this, he couldn't help laughing. Looking back, he looked at Zhao Ying with a somewhat complicated look.

"In the past, I was worried that you were young and energetic, and when you got angry, you would be careless and lose your sense of proportion. Today I realized that I still underestimated you, my eldest father. Although our Qilin'er is young, he has a big mind. They are already as good as my father and have the ability to take charge of this country..."

Having said this, the First Emperor stood up and looked at Zhao Ying, who was already half a head taller than himself.

"You don't need to pour alcohol into my eldest father's soul, and you don't need to help my eldest father to plead guilty. In my life, eldest father, I have never seen anything. Conspiracies, open guns and secret arrows, no matter how fierce the enemy is, no matter how dangerous the situation, I have walked through it." Then the remaining warriors of Fen Sixth Generation swept across the six kingdoms, unified the north and the south, and determined the entire world——"

Looking at the First Emperor at this moment, Zhao Ying suddenly thought of a word for some reason.

High spirits!

Faintly, he has the potential to look down on the world.

"In this life of my great father, I have been worthy of my ancestors, the country, the people of the world, and my own heart. It is my achievement, and I do not need to be humble. It is my fault, and I do not need to cover it up. This matter about Marquis Wenxin is, after all, My situation is too small, I am not as good as you..."

Having said this, the First Emperor raised his big hand, patted Zhao Ying's shoulder hard, and laughed.

"My eldest father has his own responsibilities! What you said about Marquis Wenxin makes sense. Why should I compete with the dead bones in a grave? I'm sure——"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as these words came out, the First Emperor felt as if something had been moved from his heart, and he felt much more relaxed.

"I thought that I had long looked down on what happened back then. I didn't expect that after being tormented by a brat like you, I realized that I still cared a little about it after all and never let it go..."

Zhao Ying smiled.

"Father, you know how to distinguish between love and hate——"

"roll--"

The First Emperor smiled and cursed angrily, and raised his legs to kick off. Zhao Ying had already fled to the side in an exaggerated manner.

After such a commotion, the First Emperor's originally sentimental thoughts were all gone in an instant.

……

"Your Majesty is so lucky. I am the envy of this old slave..."

Outside the main hall, Hei, who had always been taciturn, couldn't help but feel a little sour when he looked at the Emperor's mouth that couldn't help but turn up. The First Emperor waved his hand calmly.

"Younger, I'm just sensible, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning..."

black:……

Your Majesty, if you don’t raise the corners of your mouth so high, I will believe you!
……

"Hey, hey, hey - put it down quickly, don't throw it so high..."

The eldest son's mansion.

In the back garden, Fusu looked at his little daughter, carrying a large stone lock weighing 100 kilograms, running all over the place, and throwing it while running. The big stone lock was like a small toy. My daughter, throw it up and pick it up again...

I couldn't help but be frightened, and I didn't dare to rush up to stop him, for fear that if I did anything wrong, the stone lock would fall on my head.

But it was rare for Zhao Xi to have his grandson play with him. He was so focused on showing off his unique skills to his grandson that he was not willing to stop easily. When he heard Fusu's shouts, he started playing more and more enthusiastically.

Fusu:......

He was having fun with his daughter fearfully when he suddenly heard rapid footsteps in the distance. When he looked back, he saw Zhao Qi trotting over.

"Aweng, Aweng, something happened over there in the west courtyard..."

Looking at Zhao Qi who was out of breath from running and even his hair was a little scattered, Fusu couldn't help but frown slightly.

"It's the courtesy of a gentleman to advance and retreat calmly. What do you look like in such a panic..."

Zhao Qi:......

Looking at the little girl who was still having fun in the yard, using the stone lock as a toy, she moved her lips and retorted a little, but in the end she still didn't dare to compete. She just stood down aggrievedly and tidied up her appearance meticulously. Only then did he slow down his tone.

"Aweng, there is a problem over at Xikuoyuan. It is said that the shopkeeper Qian from Huichun Hall just hit the wall again, and this time, the hit seemed to be more severe. He almost broke his neck and even had a big bump on his head. Bag……"

After Fusu came back, he really didn't know about this. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be startled.

"Hit the wall again?"

Zhao Qi nodded matter-of-factly.

"Well, speaking of it, this shopkeeper Qian has been bumped into several times during this period. However, fortunately, the eldest brother had the foresight to fear that something would happen to them, so he had someone specially renovate the quiet room before. There is no edge or corner in the furniture inside, and even the walls are covered with a thick layer of sycamore wood..."

Speaking of this, a look of envy flashed in Zhao Qi's eyes.

"Aweng, you don't know, I have visited the room that my eldest brother renovated in private. It is really excellent and very quiet. It is definitely a good place to cultivate one's mind and nature and study hard..."

Fusu:......

Is this what I'm asking?
He looked at his second son, who was still happily introducing the so-called quiet room in the West Cross Courtyard, and couldn't help but frown deeper.

"What's going on in the quiet room? Why is the money manager of Huichun Hall in our house? Why is he hitting the wall..."

Only then did Zhao Qi scratch his head.

"I heard from eldest brother that it is a place where people can calm down and reflect on themselves - before, even Mr. Xiaoyaosheng in our house, the famous swordsmanship chief instructor Gai Nie, and those who once served as eldest brother's side Zhang Liang, the magistrate of Fu Cheng’s chariot, once lived there..."

Fusu heard that someone was trying to commit suicide by hitting the wall at his house. He thought that his eldest son had secretly set up a cell at home to torture people. Now, after hearing his youngest son's "explanation", Fusu immediately put down his mind. Heart comes.

Even his eldest son’s close relatives have lived there before, so it’s obviously not a bad place! Since there is no problem with the eldest son and the quiet room, the one who has the problem must be the one who hits the wall.

"What's going on with Shopkeeper Qian? Huichun Hall? Why does it sound like a medical clinic to me? How could I think of committing suicide in my house..."

"Eldest brother has repeatedly warned that no one in the family is allowed to go to that crossing hospital without any reason. However, I once heard from eldest brother that the shopkeeper Qian who lives in the quiet room of the West Crossing Hospital was once selected as the medical officer of the eldest father. He has great medical skills. He is extremely clever, and he cannot bear to see what he has learned go to waste, so he is going to let him write books with peace of mind and benefit future generations..."

After hearing this, Fusu couldn't help but nod his head.

"Good! You should learn from your elder brother, always remember to have Guizhou in your heart, and think about benefiting all people in the world..."

Having said this, he handed Zhao Xi, who was having a good time, to the maid waiting beside him, and walked towards the west courtyard.

Although I don’t know why the money manager of Huichun Hall can’t think about it, but since he is a rare talent, and my eldest son has high hopes for him, I, as an old man, should go and see if anything goes wrong. .

By the time Fusu reached the Xikuoyuan, Qian Muren had already woken up.

That quiet room had been specially modified a long time ago. How could he be killed so easily? What's more, the eldest son's residence was now attended by medical officers from the palace twelve hours a day. Even if he wanted to die, he couldn't. not easy.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed, his eyes were distracted, staring lifelessly at the curtain above his head.

Even the pain that came from time to time on his head was not in the mood to take care of it. When he first moved in, he never expected that the seemingly quiet and simple quiet room would be so scary.

The absolute silence can almost drive you crazy!
If it weren't for the pen, ink, paper and inkstone that came with the meals every day for him to write, he felt that he would have become a madman long ago. Therefore, a few days ago, he was still holding his neck and shouting that wealth cannot be sexual, poverty cannot be moved, power cannot be surrendered, and even if he died of thirst and starvation, he would never succumb to it. The emperor's eldest grandson was so powerful that he wrote a book and handed over his life's hard work to the enemy in such humiliation.

As a result, after only seven or eight days, he had mastered the law of true fragrance.

Every day he looked forward to the stars and the moon, hoping to deliver the pen, ink, paper and inkstone as soon as possible. Whenever the delivery was delayed, he couldn't help but feel restless. I have to say that the effect of meditation in this quiet room is really great. When people are locked in it, they can write books and talk very efficiently.

Within a few dozen days, a very high-level medical book was published.

Then, he has nothing to do...

Nothing to do!

He would never have imagined that one day he would want to die just because he was free.

Later, he really wanted to die.

I hit the wall several times——

No success.

He wanted to see the emperor's eldest grandson——

But during this period, Zhao Ying was so busy that he had no time to care about these remnants of the Six Nations who were trying to sneak into the Imperial Medical Hall and attack his eldest father?

So, that’s it again today.

However, this is actually quite good——

Although I had a splitting headache and my neck was fixed with a clamp, at least I came out of that hellish place. At least I could see people, hear sounds, and see sex!
so good!
But he was not in the mood to pay attention to others. He just stared at the curtain above his head in a daze, and his whole mind was a little distracted.

It wasn't until I heard the unhurried footsteps and neat and respectful greetings coming from outside that I suddenly woke up.

"Eldest Young Master!"

He is the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty who is as gentle as jade and has a reputation for benevolence and righteousness!

He couldn't help but burst into tears.

Therefore, as soon as Fusu entered the door, he jumped up from the bed, rushed over with tears in his eyes, and hugged Fusu's thigh.

“Eldest Young Master, help me——”

The movements were so swift, like a wild dog running loose, that even the guards following Fusu had no time to stop him.

Fusu was even more dumbfounded.

Seeing the shopkeeper Qian hugging his thigh and crying bitterly, Fusu couldn't help but feel a beat in his heart.

This must be such a great injustice, for a person of such an age to cry like a child weighing more than 100 pounds.

"What's going on? Get up and talk..."

Shopkeeper Qian did cry a little miserably. After all, the time he was thrown into the quiet room was indeed a long time. His once proud ambition had already been shattered by those days of almost eternal silence.

He couldn't imagine the consequences of being imprisoned again, just like a drowning man grabbing the last straw. At this moment, he was holding Fusu's thigh and didn't dare to let go.

'Sir, help me, please, kill me, kill me...'

Fusu:......

Fortunately, the guards outside had also reacted at this time, rushed over, and forcibly pulled the crazy money shopkeeper off his eldest son's lap.

Fusu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked suspiciously at Zhao Qi who followed.

Is this the medical officer who was once selected by his eldest father to join the Imperial Medical College?

No matter how you look at it, your mind is a little abnormal...

"Don't lock me in, don't lock me in, I, I am willing to practice medicine, I am willing to teach, I am willing, I am willing, I am willing to do anything..."

Fusu looked at the crazy shopkeeper Qian and couldn't help but frown. He looked at his second son with a look that was already very unkind.

Shopkeeper Qian must have suffered some inhuman torture, otherwise how could he be like this?
Although he believes in Confucian principles and behaves like a gentleman, he is not really pedantic. He is not opposed to his son killing people. After all, sitting in that position, how can there be any reason not to kill people?

But he could not sit back and watch his son torture and kill scholars, or even take pleasure in torturing them.

Killing people and torturing people for fun are two different things!
"You can rest here..."

With a gentle tone, Fusu nodded slightly to shopkeeper Qian who was struggling and begging, then walked out of the room with a cold face.

"Come on, take me to that quiet room and take a look!"

He must see for himself what is going on. If his son really enjoys torturing others, he, as a father, must explain the truth to him.

Even though he is now the emperor's grandson! (End of chapter)