my grandfather was qin shi huang

The black voice was also somewhat emotional.

"Your Highness is very considerate of Your Majesty. I hope Your Majesty will take good care of your health and not let His Highness's painstaking efforts go down..."

The First Emperor rarely refuted, but nodded silently.

Seeing people's hearts over time.

Although he is used to the betrayal and scheming between relatives, and the indifference and calculation of people, but his grandson is different. He is simply filial, and he really wants himself to be well, and wishes he could be healthy. Longevity.

If you have to say that this child may have some scheming, it is probably to make himself better, to protect him from wind and rain, and then hide comfortably behind his back to laze...

When he thought of how this child was obviously too lazy to deal with government affairs, and wished he could get better quickly so that he could hide behind him and laze around, but in the end he had to bite the bullet and help him handle government affairs, the First Emperor couldn't help but have a trace of smile on his lips. Uncontrollable smile.

"You brat, do you want to be lazy? What a beautiful idea..."

……

"Ah-"

Zhao Ying rubbed his nose inexplicably.

With my current physique, how can I still catch a cold?

However, he decided to go home and drink a large bowl of ginger soup to get rid of the cold. In this day and age, he did not dare to taste the cold easily.

Seeing that Zhao Ying came back from outside after it was dark again, Mi Ji complained half distressed and half reproachful.

"We're getting married tomorrow, but you disappeared without a trace. I've never seen a groom like you..."

Zhao Ying went to wash his hands and happily put a hat on his grandma's head.

"That's because you have never seen anyone with such a powerful grandma. With such a powerful grandma like you, it would be different if I, the son, are not here..."

Sure enough, after hearing her son's flattery, Mi Ji couldn't hold back the smile on her face.

"Tomorrow is your wedding day, you can't run around at will anymore..."

Looking at his wife, she was coaxed into confusion by her son in just a few words. Fusu on the side couldn't help but pursed his lips and waved his hands impatiently.

"Okay, okay, let's eat quickly..."

When she heard that her old man finally spat out and was ready to eat, the little girl Zhao Xi, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped to her position with a squeak, and skillfully pulled out a steaming rod from the copper basin in front of her. The leg of lamb, bowed left and right, and started to cook.

Click, click, click—

He hasn't even touched his chopsticks yet, but his little daughter's side has a leg of lamb that is already showing off.

Fusu:......

He frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he couldn't help but swallow them back. My daughter is a little bit different from ordinary people now. If she eats or looks ugly, she should be ugly. Anyway, she is still young.

Fusu comforted himself silently.

However, eating is really a matter of atmosphere, especially after Zhao Ying reformed the meal sharing system. When the whole family eats together, the atmosphere becomes even more important. With Zhao Xi, an active rice cook, and Zhao Ying, a rice cook who looks unhurried but actually eats not at all slowly, the enthusiasm for eating at the dinner table has increased by three points.

Even Fusu unknowingly worked for half a bowl of rice in the end.

In the evening, Zhao Ying went to the study first as always, read for a while, and reviewed the information sent from Tianxiang Pavilion and Shadow Guard. The closer he got to the historical node, the less he dared to be careless or careless.

The information passed back showed that the eighteenth uncle of his family drank tea with his uncle at his place during the day. He did not communicate with anyone on the way back. After returning, he communicated with the house manager three times in total. , once to purchase summer supplies for the house, once to report the situation to the bank below, and another time, a servant in the house had unclean hands and feet, and flirted with a maid in the house in private, and the affair turned into adultery, and he was raped by the housekeeper. Uncle Eighteen drove out of the house directly.

The boy was already under the surveillance of the shadow guards, and there was nothing unusual about him.

Li Si, the left prime minister, worked in the Yamen all day today, dealing with the silver standard. In the middle of it, he reprimanded three officials responsible for collecting money and grain allocation, but the rest was normal.

There was no sign of communication with the Eighteenth Young Master.

The second son, Li Xian, spent a day enjoying himself in Chunfeng Tower. In the evening, under the pretext of visiting friends, he actually went to the east of the city to have a tryst with the Liu family's widow.

Naturally, Zhao Ying didn't bother to care about such nonsense.

Not to mention having a tryst with a widow, even if he was having a tryst with someone's young lady, he was too lazy to do anything. Although the First Emperor set up many strict regulations to deal with this situation in order to rectify the licentiousness in the south of the Yangtze River, this was just a trivial matter, and it was not enough to require Zhao Ying's personal intervention.

Soon, he picked up the news about Zhao Gao again.

This was news more than ten days ago. Although Zhao Ying could use the imperial court's news transmission channel, this was not an urgent military situation and could not be expedited within 800 miles. Therefore, the news was inevitably delayed.

However, he was not worried because he had already given Gai Nie and Xiao Yaosheng the authority to kill first and then report later.

Once this guy is suspected of colluding with the powerful people in the DPRK, especially Li Si and Hu Hai, he can be killed immediately.

However, so far, the performance of this guy in Linqiong has been remarkable. Although the methods are a bit vicious, Zhao Ying doesn't care. The iron ore industry that Zhao Ying hangs in Zhuo's name is the reason why it can be so quick. In opening up the situation in Sichuan and Sichuan, apart from Zhuo Pei and Zhou Yin who are indeed talented people, Zhao Gao takes the most credit.

In fact, he does need such a person to help him open up the situation as soon as possible, expand the iron ore industry to the entire Daqin, and completely control this industry in his own hands.

Industries such as salt, iron, and coal are closely related to the national economy and people's livelihood, and must not be left unchecked.

As for other news, Zhao Ying took it relatively lightly. After flipping through it, I got a general impression in my mind and threw it aside. I habitually went to the back garden to do some activities.

As his strength has increased, ordinary equipment training has no effect on him. Therefore, he no longer shoots arrows, no longer works hard, and even obstacle races have been cancelled.

The set of light-body skills that Xiaoyaosheng passed on to him has become almost ghostly in his hands, and the obstacle course has long ceased to play any role in training.

Now, he boxing every night.

Tai Chi.

This set of Tai Chi that suddenly became magical made the sense of Qi in his body more and more obvious. When he started punching, there seemed to be a warm and moist breath flowing through his body. The comfortable feeling was addictive.

He already had a vague hunch that in a short time, his aura would be able to come out of his body, just like the internal strength described in later novels. But speaking of internal strength, he really has one now.

That is the "Fire Dragon Neiji Gong" that will be listed as an intangible cultural heritage in later generations!
This set of exercises, it is said, was created by Zhongnanshan Huolong Zhenren. It was a fusion of Taoist thought at that time and some fantastic ideas of the Fang family magicians. Through continuous Qi harvesting, it was used to clear the Qi path, enrich the Dantian, and establish the Five Bows and Eight Meridians system. method to continuously regulate body functions.

It is said that this boxing method is the predecessor of Tai Chi.

Volume 1 of the "Sanfeng Complete Book" - The Origin of the Taoist Sect compiled by Wang Xiling, a Tongyi doctor in the Qing Dynasty, records: "Zhang Sanfeng, sixty-seven years old, was about to enter Zhongnan Mountain where he met the master Huolong and taught him the Taoism." The reason why he has the Taoism in his hand. This set of exercises was still derived from the miraculous effects of Tai Chi, which made him think about tracing back to its roots.

He really found this set of exercises.

When the other party heard that the great grandson of the Emperor of Qin wanted to practice this set of exercises, not only did he not cherish the broom, he even sent it to him personally.

In return, Zhao Ying allowed them to formally establish a sect and build a monastery in Zhongnan Mountain in the name of the imperial court.

I have to say that this current status is really convenient. As long as it is available in this world, as long as he wants it, there is almost nothing that he cannot get.

This set of boxing is more domineering than Tai Chi. Although it is not as gentle and smooth as Tai Chi when practiced, it has a hint of simplicity, and the effect is more obvious.

Now, when he punches, you can even hear a sonic boom.

After practicing, he felt more and more refreshed.

That night, I stayed in Yue'er's room.

After Yu Ji, Wang Nan and Li Shu became pregnant one after another, the eldest mother of the family had already warned her several times, overtly and secretly, that she should not favor one over the other.

In fact, due to my conscience, I might have favored one thing over another before, but I really didn’t after that.

But there was no movement from them, what could they do...

Hey, try your best.

When he got up the next day, Zhao Ying was in high spirits and did not delay marrying his bride at all.

Although she already has several wives and concubines, the identity of this bride is quite different.

She is the direct granddaughter of the current Taiwei family. His Majesty personally selected the concubine for the emperor's grandson. She is also the only female official in the Qin Dynasty. She is now the coordinating envoy of Jiangshan Shejisi, and her status in the court is comparable to that of the imperial concubine. Censor Zhongcheng.

Therefore, the grandness of this wedding is comparable to that of marrying the current Crown Princess Wang Nan.

In addition to the officials who had to stay behind, as long as they thought they were high enough, almost all of them were present, from the Right Prime Minister Feng Quji, the Left Prime Minister Li Si, to the Shangqing Mengyi, the three ministers and the nine ministers.

Outside the eldest son's residence, there was a sea of ​​people.

As far as the eye can see, there are all the royal nobles in the court.

Of course, on the periphery, there were countless students from the Mathematics Palace, the people of Xianyang, and some scholars from various places who, although they failed to pass the imperial examination, stayed in Xianyang and prepared to fight again next year.

Too many people!

Yan Le, the commander of Xianyang, was sweating profusely as he ran forward and backward. All the officials in the yamen were at their posts, leading manpower to maintain order, lest there be any accidents.

Zhao Ying's wedding team has also undergone significant changes compared to the previous ones.

First of all, there has been an extremely interesting change in the composition of the team.

His most trusted and capable subordinates, such as Chen Ping, who is now the censor, Cao Shen, who is already the first assistant minister of the cabinet, and Zhang Liang, who has become the order of Chefu, no longer serve as his best man, but become the official The groomsmen and stewards are responsible for entertaining guests.

Xiang Yu, the former general of Zhenbei and the governor of Yanbei County, and his halberd holder Lang Zhuigu stood at the door to welcome him.

Zhan Shi, Fan Zeng and Zong Zhengying of the Emperor Taisun's Mansion were in charge of the overall situation and coordinated the subordinates.

Of course, the main people doing the work are Fan Zeng and the former personal servant of the emperor Taisun. Shi Mo, the current general manager of the printing and papermaking workshops of the Great Qin Dynasty, and Ying Xi are only responsible for sitting there drinking tea and taking the title.

As for the best man's team, it's a little more meaningful.

The four leaders are Feng Zhi, the direct grandson of Right Prime Minister Feng Quji, Li Xian, the second son of Left Prime Minister Li Si, Meng Hai, the youngest son of Shangqing Mengyi, and Shi Gong, the second son of Shaofu Shi Lu. The rest are almost all the second or third generation of the court.

Even the three clans in Mei County sent their direct descendants to mix in.

In addition to the personal soldiers of His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun, who serve as the main force of the wedding team, there is also a team that attracts the secret attention of countless people.

Nowadays, the famous Junzi Camp in Xianyang City!

This group of people are now more like students than those Confucian students in the academy. They not only practice etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics, but also work hard to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. They also admire ancient costumes. E Guanbo Belt, big sleeves fluttering, every move and every word must be polite.

From time to time, he would hold poetry gatherings, drink wine with others, compose poems, and talk about Confucianism with others.

However, their actions, coupled with their blond hair, blue eyes, high noses and deep eyes, and frighteningly white skin, always make people feel a little weird. They have been discussed in private and taken as a joke.

But today, the way everyone looks at them has unknowingly changed slightly.

Because the emperor's grandson actually valued them very much.

Meng Yu, the commander of the Junzi Camp, and Batulu Qiang, the deputy commander, were personally summoned by the emperor's grandson to come to his side, and they accompanied Feng Zhi, Li Xian and others on both sides of their mounts.

The morale of the entire Gentleman Camp was greatly boosted by this!

Each and every one of them raised their chests and raised their heads, their momentum was like a rainbow, and they wanted to walk out of the crab's steps.

This is the respect coming from the invincible God of War of Great Qin!

Many people couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this. On such a grand occasion, this group of barbarians were actually allowed to act as the main force? Not to mention the officials in the court, even the First Emperor couldn't help but frown slightly after hearing about it, and secretly summoned Zhao Ying.

"What's going on with you..."

The First Emperor pointed at the members of the Junzi Camp who were standing there excitedly making preparations under Eguan Bo, and glared at his eldest grandson angrily.

"Welcoming the bride today, the whole world is paying attention. This is not the time to act blindly according to your temper..."

When Zhao Ying saw this, he couldn't help but laugh.

It wasn't until he saw that the First Emperor was about to come over and kick him that he stopped the smile on his face and stepped forward and said softly.

"My eldest father thinks that when it comes to expanding territory and conquering the world, who is sharper, swords, guns, swords and halberds, or poems, books, rituals and music?"

When the First Emperor heard this, he couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Although he was talented and strategizing, and although he had made many similar arrangements, most of them came from the intuition and vision of a genius emperor, he had never thought about this issue so clearly. (End of chapter)