my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 91 Layout
ashamed!

For the first time, he felt a deep sense of guilt towards the first emperor, the old man.

After he left Xianyang, Ah Weng came to his home more than once. He knew that the meaning of being in it was far more important than how many things were rewarded to him, or finding a good teacher for his young son.

These two seemingly random visits by my family A Weng are the root of the family's stability and tranquility after I was expelled from Xianyang.

After he finished asking, he found that there was no movement behind him, and looked back with some puzzlement, seeing that Zhao Qizheng looked at him with a strange expression, hesitating to speak, he couldn't help being a little surprised in his heart.

"What's the matter, what's the problem..."

By the way, that's the expression, that's the tone!

Looking at the performance of his own A Weng at this time, Zhao Qi suddenly saw the expressions of the teachers in the school when they saw these sentences, and felt an inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart.

"This is all brother's..."

"Oh--"

Fusu knew it in his heart, this is much more normal.

After all, my eldest son is now deeply favored by His Majesty, so it is no problem to find some learned people and ask for a few calligraphy and paintings.

Just when he thought he had found the answer, he heard Zhao Qi honestly speaking from the side.

"After you left, my elder brother often checked my homework and taught me a lesson. I thought what my elder brother said was very profound and reasonable, so I wrote it down and hung it here..."

Before Zhao Qi finished speaking, he saw his own A Weng opened his mouth wide as expected, showing an incredulous expression.

"You, your elder brother said?"

Zhao Qi's heart has already blossomed with happiness, and he got twice as much happiness as he got from his teacher and classmates.

"Well, what the elder brother said, he also told me today that studying hard is like the grass in the early spring. It does not see its growth, but only increases. Dropping out of school is like a sharpening stone. It does not see its damage, but it suffers daily losses. Let me remember the four principles of hard work and persistence. Character……"

Fusu: ...

Is this still my shy, well-behaved son who only knows how to be bored at home and study?

After reading this, I suddenly became enlightened!
Fusu couldn't help clenching his fists excitedly. No wonder Ah Weng suddenly paid so much attention to and doted on his son. With his old man's temperament of liking geniuses, it's no wonder he didn't dote on him!

I figured everything out in an instant.

The reason why my house is as immovable as a mountain and has been stable so far is not because of myself, but because of my son who is here to support it?

Fusu's mood was a bit complicated, he didn't know whether to be relieved, disappointed, or both.

He silently pondered over the words that, even if he is a learned man, he might not be able to write a single sentence in his whole life, and finally, holding the song "Snow" tightly in his hand, he walked away with a deep foot and a shallow foot. In the meantime, I even completely forgot to supervise and check my youngest son's studies.

Suddenly, he felt a great sense of strangeness and even a sense of panic towards his shy and introverted son.

Is this still my son?

In terms of bravery, he has the ability to beat Xiong Zhi, and he can open a strong bow with three stones.

In terms of talent and learning, he has a wide range of blogs and aspirations, and he has memorized a hundred classics fluently. Even some miscellaneous studies are well-known.

In terms of ingenuity, Huangsun mill, Huangsun plow, Huangsun car, and even those delicacies that he could not think of before, he can pick them up at his fingertips, as naturally as water leaks on the ground, flowing with the flow.

It seems reasonable and reasonable, but when you think about it carefully, it is beyond the reach of capable people.

When did he become so powerful?
Seeing her husband come in from the outside without hesitation, holding a scroll of letters tightly in his hand, and muttering something in his mouth, Mi Ji couldn't help but her heart tightened, and she went up to him with a concerned face.

"Tell me, why our Ying'er suddenly became so outstanding..."

Fusu hadn't woken up from the shock his son had caused him, so after sitting down, he asked in a daze.

Hearing her husband asked about this, Mi Ji couldn't help but chuckle, and gave him a reproachful look.

"Is there any need to ask? Of course it's because our Ying'er is a genius—the geniuses in this world can only be born in the Gan family, the Li family, and not our Zhao family..."

Fusu also couldn't help laughing, and gently spread the letter in his hand on the table in front of Miji.

If so, the words hanging in Zhao Qi's study shocked him, and the little poem written by Zhao Ying on a whim touched him deeply.

My son is not only a genius, but also kind-hearted and caring enough to carry on my ambition!

It was a feeling of standing alone at the end of the world, looking for a way out, and suddenly looking back, that person was in a dimly lit place.Fusu's fingertips slowly slid over the seemingly simple and popular poems on the bamboo slips, as if touching a rare treasure.

"No, I just feel like a dream, and I can't believe it—you said, why didn't I realize before that our son is an unborn genius..."

Mi Ji gave him an angry look.

"You are busy with your work every day, how can you have time to take care of the child, it is all because of his own cleverness, and he is studying hard in his own courtyard every day..."

Fusu smiled guiltily, and raised the letter in his hand.

"Ma'am, our family has finally produced a remarkable unicorn!"

……

The cold wind is howling outside, and the house is as beautiful as spring.

Silent all night.

The next day, after breakfast, Fusu bid farewell to his family again, and boarded the carriage north to Shangjun. The only difference was that when he returned, there were two more people than when he came.

One is a boy who knows how to grind tofu, and the other is the best cook in the back kitchen.

Shangjun is extremely cold and the environment is harsh, and this is the only thing I can do for this cheap Ah Weng.

Before parting, Zhao Ying snatched to the side of the carriage, held the window of the carriage, met Fusu's eyes in the carriage, and finally looked a little more serious than ever before.

"Ah Weng, how about we make a gentleman's appointment..."

Seeing his son, who was tall and heroic, but with a somewhat immature look on his face, suddenly talking to him like this, Fusu burst out laughing, dispelling even the sadness of parting, and nodded a little jokingly.

"Okay, let's talk, what kind of gentleman's appointment do you want to make with Aunt—"

"A gentleman's words..."

Zhao Ying stared at the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty who was about to go north, the old father who was very important to his follow-up, and slowly stretched out his palm.

Fu Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this kid didn't even believe himself, the old man.

"Clap clap-"

He stretched out his palm very cooperatively, and gave a three-five.

"a man of his words--"

A gentleman can bully him, and Zhao Ying knew the nature of this cheap old man, as long as he promised something, he would never break his word, so he reached out and took out a sealed kit from his bosom, and stuffed it into it calmly. Fusu's palm, lowered his voice, and whispered in Fusu's ear.

"Ah Weng, if one day the state undergoes great changes and you are faced with a life-or-death decision, remember to open this kit—before that, don't peek..."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Fusu's reaction, he stepped back and gave a deep salute to the carriage.

"Ah Weng, take care all the way here, don't worry about things at home, the child will take care of herself—"

On the carriage, looking at his son bowing and saluting, and Mi Ji, Zhao Qi and Zhao Xi standing not far away, Fu Su really wanted to jump down on the spot and ask clearly, but his son obviously didn't want to have a deep talk with him Meaning, I can only hold the kit tightly in the palm of my hand, and slowly nod towards the outside.

"Take care of yourself--"

The wheels were rolling, and Fusu's carriage gradually went away. There were still countless people with different thoughts standing on both sides of the road, especially some nobles from the six countries, who bowed their hands to Fusu's carriage with solemn expressions and said goodbye to him, shouting for the eldest son to take care .

But Fusu's carriage never stopped from the beginning to the end, and even the curtain of the carriage never lifted.

Although Fusu has a stubborn temper, he is not an idiot. He knows exactly what these people outside are thinking, but he is too lazy to talk to him.

I advocate the way of Confucianism, which may benefit the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, but I advocate the way of Confucianism, not for the sake of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms. To me, they are just tools for mutual use.

At this time, he was expelled again, and the chance of returning to Xianyang was almost completely cut off. At this time, they came to see off again, probably because they saw the opportunity and thought they could take the opportunity to completely retreat themselves off the cliff.

In this world, there are no friends or enemies, only interests.

He was sober all the time.

The only thing that makes him regret is that this time he returned to Xianyang, he came and went in a hurry, and he was unable to meet the teacher Chunyu Yue in person, and he was unable to ask him a question in person:
Was our original path really wrong?

But until his carriage got out of the west gate, turned northward, and left Xianyang, he still couldn't see the figure of the teacher.

……

Stream thatched cottage.

Zhuo Yi, who was dressed in a robe with a long sword hanging from his waist, looked at Chun Yuyue who was sitting majestically in front of the table, and asked softly.

"Teacher, are we really not going to see off the eldest son?"

Chunyu Yue shook his head slightly.

"Don't go, don't go..."

Seeing that his disciple was still puzzled, Chunyu Yue stood up slowly while pressing the long sword on his waist.

"This time is different from the past. In the past, when we sent off the eldest son, we went with the heart of martyrdom and death. We are willing to practice my way with this body, and thank you for your kindness——"

Having said that, Chunyu Yue cupped his fists respectfully towards the north.

"But now that we have been taught by that gentleman, we have thoroughly understood the true nature of Confucianism and Taoism, understood the mission on our shoulders, and found the direction to realize my Confucian way, how can we act rashly..."

"What's more, if we go to see you off, it won't help you in the slightest, but it will add some unnecessary troubles to you-it's better not to meet each other, and it doesn't matter if we don't see you off..."

Zhuo Yi was silent.

As a student of Confucianism and a protector of Confucianism and Taoism, he naturally knows his mission and responsibility, and also understands what his teacher said, but when he understands it, he still feels a little bit stuck in his heart. He always feels a little ashamed of his actions today. The eldest son's great love in the past...

He wanted to escort him for a while, but there seemed to be a heavy weight under his feet, and in the end he could only sigh softly.

Facing the direction where Fusu left, he said a word silently.

"My lord, take care—"

……

After sending off his cheap father, Zhao Ying turned around and saw that Mi Ji was a little disappointed, so he deliberately stayed with her to talk for a while, then got up and went back to the back garden, continued to practice riding and shooting, and exercised his body.

It is worth mentioning that his current 3000-meter rapid obstacle run has officially reached the 5-minute mark.The whole person ran like a bolt of lightning.

Riding skills have also advanced by leaps and bounds. Even without borrowing Takahashi's saddle, you can already ride a horse and gallop while drawing a bow and archery, reaching the level of the Xiongnu's elite cavalry.

The last shortcoming has been made up. He feels that even if Li Shu is highly skilled in martial arts, when she meets her current self, there is absolutely no room for her to struggle.

Although martial arts may not be able to keep up, but I am fast!
After he finished exercising, he took a comfortable hot bath under the service of two young and beautiful maids, changed into a loose robe, walked out of the small courtyard with his hands behind his back, and prepared to eat today's portion leisurely During the extra meal, a figure suddenly rushed out of a rather remote courtyard beside you.

As a result, before he could react, the figure knelt down on the ground with a thud, kowtowed to Zhao Ying from a distance without saying a word.

"My lord, my lord, I beg you, I beg you, just give it a good time, villain, I really can't stand it..."

Zhao Ying was immediately stunned.

Looking at this man who seemed to have been wronged so much, Zhao Ying felt that his face was familiar, but at the same time he couldn't remember where he saw him, so he couldn't help frowning.

"Who are you……"

"Return to the nobleman, the villain is Qian, Qian—"

Seeing that Zhao Ying still couldn't remember, the man gestured desperately.

"Spice, spice—remember, laurel, loko, loko..."

Zhao Ying suddenly realized, and slapped his head, remembering.

"Are you a Lingnan merchant who sells laurel leaves and laurel? Oh, I haven't seen you for a few days. You have changed a lot. You have become fatter and your face has turned pale. I really don't remember who you are..."

Qian: ...

Seeing the nobleman in front of him, he finally thought of himself, tears were about to come down.

Ever since I was brought into the eldest son's mansion by this young nobleman a month ago, I seem to have been "confined".He was a businessman from Lingnan, dark and thin, and he didn't know anyone.

But he was brought back by the young master, and the young master didn't have any other explanations for him.

Thus, he became a unique and redundant existence in the family.

You don’t have to work, you don’t have to talk to anyone, but you don’t have much freedom. If you don’t talk, who dares to let this guy run away, or something unexpected happens?
Be a pig!
Without the young master's order, you can't go anywhere, it's best not to even leave the house, this is the eldest son's house, there are so many nobles, if any nobleman is disturbed, who can bear the responsibility?
Even if you don't disturb the nobles, this kind of barbarian from the south doesn't understand anything, and it would be a big deal if you damage some flowers and plants.

So, during this time, Qian basically ate and slept, ate and slept, ate and slept...

As long as a person is full and has nothing to do, it is easy to think about things.

Especially after a long time, all sorts of outlandish ideas come up, you say, what does that young man want to do by bringing himself to the house?
They don’t let them do anything, they don’t give up their house, they just offer food and drink...

hiss--

He thought of the child prostitutes raised in the noble mansions, and also remembered that there were even legends of cannibalism in some places in Lingnan... The more he thought about it, the more he worried, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he was, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't hold back today, he was in the room. When looking inside and out, he happened to see Zhao Ying, and his heart was about to collapse.

"My lord, if you have any orders, please give me a quick word..."

Qian felt that he was going all out, regardless of what special hobbies this nobleman had, it was better than being so worried every day.

When Zhao Ying heard this, he immediately nodded cheerfully.

"I've been busy these days, so I didn't take care of you—you came just in time, I have something to discuss with you, are you interested in coming to our house to do something, I happen to be short of a manager who can do business here... ..."

Qian: ...

Looking at Zhao Ying who was smiling at him in disbelief, he nodded desperately.

"The villain is willing, the villain is willing..."

The steward of the eldest son's mansion is a very big man, and he is like smoke rising from the ancestral grave.

Zhao Ying stepped forward with a smile, and personally helped him up. Zhao Ying's move made Qian even more excited to thank him, and his body felt a little lighter than before.

"I want to set up a caravan and go to Lingnan to buy the spices you sold to me a few days ago. You will be the steward of this caravan in the future, responsible for purchasing spices and cooperating with local merchants. As for the other people, I will make arrangements for you, in short, you just need to be your steward..."

This is simply a good thing like a pie in the sky!

Qian naturally agreed without hesitation. A heart that had been uneasy for more than a month finally let go, and he almost didn't know which leg to walk on.

In fact, he had already thought about this matter, but he was too busy recently, so he didn't take care of it for a while.Taking advantage of his free time today, after he had an extra meal, he invited Jing to his study.

He calmly inspected the captain of the Black Ice Terrace assigned to him by the First Emperor.

"I have a very important matter that needs to be entrusted to you..."

"Please tell me, my lord!"

The smiling expression in the past disappeared in an instant, and he bowed deeply with a solemn expression.

Zhao Ying nodded.

"You need to go to Lingnan with my newly established spice caravan—Qian is in charge of negotiating deals with the local businessman Qianshou in Lingnan, and you are in charge of transportation and turnover in Wu County..."

Speaking of this, a meaningful smile flashed in Zhao Ying's eyes.

"You are in charge of keeping an eye on Wu Jun's every move for me, especially pay attention to a burly, double-eyed, extremely powerful, brave young man—and this young man's uncle..."

Zhao Ying was smiling, but he didn't know why, but Jing didn't feel Zhao Ying's smile at all.Instead, he felt a cold killing intent and even fighting spirit.

It was the first time he had felt such emotions from the young master for such a long time. Having been around the Black Ice Terrace for many years, he suddenly realized that this matter was probably not trivial to the young master.

Immediately gave another deep salute.

"The villain will never dare to betray the entrustment of the young master!"

PS: Up to now, I have written 2 words, so I will add half a chapter first-I don’t like to make up the next half chapter, it feels too bad to be owed.Before I write it down next time, I don’t dare to brag about adding more.In addition, I would like to thank hill100 book friends for rewarding [-] starting coins. (PS content is free of charge)

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