my grandfather was qin shi huang

According to the eldest mother, Queen Zheng, the bride is pregnant and should not act rashly.

If you can't move rashly, then don't move.

Zhao Ying has no obsession with moving out of the eldest son's house. He wanted to move before because Fusu came back. With such a upright and serious father, it was a bit inconvenient to do some things, but now that Yue Ji has If you're pregnant, it doesn't hurt to take it slow.

The most important thing is that his cheap father no longer has the heart to deal with his affairs.

Immerse yourself in the ocean of mathematics and cannot extricate yourself.

What surprised him the most was that after experiencing the life in the quiet room for a few days, this mysterious father, who didn't know what was wrong with him, actually moved his bedding directly into the quiet room. Already...

No amount of persuasion can stop that kind of thing!
Not only that, he even personally wrote a plaque on the door of the quiet room:
Silence can bring wisdom!

When Zhao Ying saw this posture, he didn't know what to do. Then he thought about it and simply moved Mi Ji's bedding over. Hey, as a son, I am worried about him.

On the other hand, Mi Ji was a little nervous, but Zhao Ying gave her a straight answer.

"Aweng is in the quiet room, studying knowledge with great concentration and energy. How can there be no one to take care of him? Everyone else is clumsy. We don't worry if they go there. As for Aweng, you are familiar with Aweng's habits and will not affect him. It is most suitable to study in Aweng..."

Mi Ji thinks it makes sense!

With Fusu at home, Zhao Ying felt that his quiet room would be useless for a while, so he simply asked someone to open up the three quiet rooms and directly changed them into a place for Fusu and Miji to cultivate themselves and enhance the relationship between husband and wife. Small room.

It can be regarded as making the best use of everything.

Since she and Fusu moved into the quiet room in the west cross courtyard, Miji's complexion has improved a lot and she doesn't think about anything. Apart from reading with Fusu every day, she sits by herself and works as a female worker to kill time. Fusu, on the other hand, sometimes wonders when he is free, what is the strangeness of this quiet room?

In his opinion, this quiet room is nothing more than a high-end prison.

Except for the lack of freedom, all other treatment, food and drink expenses, and cleanliness are far beyond ordinary prisons. How could it collapse into such a state?

In the end, it can only be attributed to the fact that Qian Miao has an unstable mind and cannot calm down to learn. Otherwise, why would the couple who just moved next door some time ago be okay...

People still have to cultivate their minds and nature.

Taking Qian Miao as an example, he earnestly warned his youngest son that to study and learn, he must first cultivate his mind and character. Zhao Qi nodded honestly, but after going out, his face looked a little weird.

I have witnessed the power of these quiet rooms with my own eyes. Anyone who has been locked up in these quiet rooms will come out with weak legs and dull eyes.

Is this a question of cultivating one’s moral character or not cultivating one’s character?
Even Zhang Liang and other talents who were so valued by the eldest brother couldn't bear it. Mr. Tian Muyuan and Ji Ziwei, who had just joined the eldest brother as scribes some time ago, were both highly educated people and almost couldn't bear it. Collapse directly...

The quiet room created by the eldest brother is definitely not simple, although he doesn't quite understand the reason.

……

Fusu just "disappeared".

He spent almost all day burying his head in the papers, studying the advanced mathematics given by his son, not to mention leaving the hospital. If it weren't for Mi Ji's supervision and Zhao Xi's pestering, he wouldn't even be able to leave the quiet room.

He was originally one of the smartest people of his era, and he had a lot of research on arithmetic. At this moment, he seemed to have opened up a new world. He never imagined that arithmetic could be like this!
The more I researched, the more frightened I became.

"Is this the knowledge gained by my eldest son?"

Looking at this exhaustive study of mathematics, which can be called astonishing advanced mathematics, Fusu suddenly understood the reason why his own son chose his own son over his brothers.

What a genius!

If he hadn't been worried that the other party was his son, it would be inappropriate for him, as a father-in-law, to kneel down and kowtow to become his disciple. He would probably have already thought of rushing over to worship Zhao Ying as his disciple.

However, he is not inflexible. As an old father, he naturally has his father's methods.

In the study room that Zhao Ying temporarily opened for him.

The old father Fusu, who devoted himself to educating his son, followed the usual practice and first carefully checked all the homework for Zhao Qi. When he saw that there were no mistakes or omissions, he nodded slightly and pulled out a sheet of arithmetic problems that he had written long ago from the desk beside him. , gently pushed in front of Zhao Qi.

"Yes, you worked hard today. This is the homework I assigned you today. You must pay attention to it when you go back. Tomorrow Aweng will personally check..."

How did Zhao Qi know that his father was trying to trick him?
If you want to find a winding path, you can ask for advice from your elder brother. However, even if he knows, he probably won't dare to tell you, so he still has to cooperate honestly.

"promise!"

After walking out of the courtyard, Zhao Qi couldn't help but look at the note in his hand with a sad face. The questions Aweng asked were getting more and more in-depth and difficult. Today's question was beyond his ability.

"Oh - it looks like I have to ask my elder brother for advice again..."

Although every time, the elder brother would patiently give him answers and even give him some encouragement and suggestions, but for some reason, he was still a little reluctant to ask the elder brother for advice.

From the bottom of my heart, I don’t want my eldest brother to know that I can’t even solve this small problem.

The eldest brother has a lot of things to do, so he can forget about it if he can't help him. He still has to work hard for him every day. This makes Zhao Qi, who has become a little grown-up, feel a little ashamed.

When the eldest brother was as old as he was, he had already swept across Mobei, pacified Hexi, and became a champion general that everyone in the world admired!

but--

He still had to ask. Compared to facing his old father, he still preferred to face his eldest brother. At least although his eldest brother was strict and extremely strict with himself, as long as it did not involve academic issues, he was always gentle with him. Also very patient.

"Brother..."

Seeing that the lights in Zhao Ying's study were already on, Zhao Qi gathered up his courage and finally pushed the door open and entered.

Time flies by like this, and in a blink of an eye, it’s already June.

……

"That Ni—cough, why are you, Aweng, so peaceful these days? What has he been busy with at home during this time..."

In the back hall of Zhangtai Palace, the First Emperor gently rocked the rocking chair under him while glancing at Zhao Ying seemingly casually, who had just stopped, stood up, and stretched his body.

"Ah, I am studying -"

Zhao Ying stopped what he was doing, walked to the side of the First Emperor, knelt down very skillfully, and smiled while massaging the Emperor's shoulders.

"Aweng has become obsessed with arithmetic recently. He studies hard at home every day, even to the point of leaving the courtyard..."

The First Emperor snorted angrily.

"That's all I have to offer..."

Zhao Ying did not talk to the First Emperor. No matter how you put it, it is always inappropriate to talk about your father with your son. The First Emperor obviously had no intention of letting Zhao Ying continue this topic. After a moment of silence, the First Emperor suddenly asked.

"Ying'er, what are you planning to do with Aweng..."

Zhao Ying seemed to have been prepared for this question. He kept moving his hands and spoke very calmly.

"Although Aweng didn't say it directly, he has revealed his meaning to me a few times these days through indirections -"

Speaking of this, Zhao Ying smiled.

"He is still concerned about his mission of transforming Shangjun into a land of plenty and wants to go back and do some practical things..."

When the First Emperor heard this, he nodded slightly.

How could his son's every move in Shangjun be hidden from his eyes?
Anger turns to anger, annoyance turns to annoyance, no matter how ineffective, he is the eldest son that he values ​​the most, and once hoped that he could grow up and inherit his position.

"he……"

At this point, the First Emperor's tone paused slightly.

"It's always good to be willing to do something practical..."

Zhao Ying smiled and nodded in agreement.

"Aweng's talents, knowledge and knowledge are all excellent, and he is willing to bend down to do things. Originally, even if he was placed in a local position and let him guard a place and serve as the governor of a county, it would be extremely appropriate, but... "

Having said this, Zhao Ying stopped what he was doing, turned to the opposite side of the First Emperor, looked into the First Emperor's eyes, and said very seriously.

"But now that my grandson and I are supervising the administration of the country, I have not acted as a father-in-law. Instead, I have lowered my eyebrows and lowered my head to teach my son how to be a minister. Therefore, I have not responded to my son's mention several times..."

The First Emperor nodded silently.

In fact, it was precisely for this reason that he never made any arrangements for Fusu.

Because, now, no matter how we arrange it, it is actually a bit inappropriate.

The most important thing is that his son has a very high reputation among the people, even as much as himself, the emperor's grandson. Once he is released and used by someone with intentions, it will be extremely detrimental to him, the emperor's grandson.

"Aweng is one of the best in the world in terms of talent, knowledge, and ability to do things. He is also courageous and willing to do things. Originally, I was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to arrange for him. But recently, I have I have a preliminary idea and I am about to discuss it with my eldest father..."

The First Emperor raised his eyebrows in surprise and subconsciously sat up straight.

"What do you think? Let me know..."

Zhao Ying said seriously.

"Great Father, I intend to bring together hundreds of schools of thought in the world, educate them with the best talents in the world, and transform Afang Palace into the largest and highest-level school palace in the world. Counties and counties build new schools and educate talents..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Ying's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"If our Daqin wants to have long-term peace and stability, we must have our own talent education system and cultivate our own talents, so that we can completely get rid of the constraints of the world's rich and powerful families, so that our will can truly be implemented in every corner of our Daqin. In this concept , Afang Academy is a crucial part of it..."

The First Emperor did not speak, but looking at Zhao Ying, who was talking eloquently, high-spirited and confident, and could calmly arrange things in front of him, there was an indescribable feeling of relief and emotion in his heart.

Zhao Ying had become accustomed to the way of getting along with the First Emperor, and said very seriously

"This academy is the foundation for talent training in our Great Qin and is related to the future of our Great Qin. Therefore, I believe that the person who controls this academy must have extremely high reputation, extremely high knowledge, and extremely strong abilities. , and must be absolutely loyal to my great Qin..."

After hearing this, the First Emperor had some vague guesses about Zhao Ying's arrangements.

Sure enough, I heard Zhao Ying say in a serious tone.

"To sum up all the above, is there a more suitable candidate than me, Aweng, in this world?"

The First Emperor pondered for a long time and nodded slightly.

"good!"

After speaking, the First Emperor hesitated for a moment and then added.

"In this case, you, Aweng, can offer wine to the academy, and I, the Great Qin Zongzheng, can serve as a political and religious leader and have the power to supervise and inspect the academy..."

When Zhao Ying heard this, he couldn't help but look at the First Emperor one more time, and his eyes became more awe-inspiring.

He secretly thought that the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated. He had just designed a super academy with a transcendent status based on the model of a university, and then launched a auxiliary supervision agency.

Isn’t this the education and sports bureau of later generations——

According to Zhao Ying's original idea, after the completion of the Afang Academy in the Great Qin Dynasty, he, the person who would lead the world's scholars, must have a transcendent status. However, as the eldest son, his own grandson would serve as the wine offering for the Afang Academy.

He is not in the rank, but his position is higher than that of the three nobles.

His status is respected and he is not considered his minister, which can just solve the somewhat awkward relationship between him and Fusu.

With this tacit understanding between ancestors and grandchildren, the whereabouts of the eldest son Fusu, who was secretly watched by many people, was soon known, and he was about to become the first priest of the Afang Academy in Daqin.

After hearing the appointment, Fusu locked himself in the study alone and was silent for a long time.

No matter how Fusu felt in his heart, many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief after learning about the result of the eldest son. Even those who were far away in Shangjun took over Fusu's work and led the people of Shangjun to repair the work step by step. Yan, the governor of Qu's reclamation, and Wang Ben, the general, could not help but feel relieved, with a hint of joy on their faces.

This was already the best outcome they could think of, and even before that, they had already prepared for the worst. As ministers of Great Qin, they have seen too much bloodshed.

Whether it was Zhao Ji, the biological mother of the first emperor, or Marquis Wenxin, or later the Lord of Chang'an, any fight involving that position would not end well.

"The great grandson of the Emperor, you are so kind..."

That night, Wang Ben and the county magistrate Yan gathered together and toasted to congratulate the eldest son.

As for Fusu, he packed his bedclothes and went to Afang Palace in a simple carriage the next day to report. Before leaving, I also deliberately took away the advanced mathematics book in the study, as well as my youngest son's homework during this period, especially the arithmetic homework...

As a loving father, how can he be careless about his son's schoolwork?
"From now on, when Aweng is no longer by your side, you must always make progress and study hard, and must not be lax and careless - remember, go to the mountain school palace to see me once every ten days, and I will continue to personally monitor your studies..."

Before leaving, Fusu spoke earnestly and taught earnestly.

Zhao Qi:...(End of chapter)