Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 504: Fifty days of speaking ability, forming Zhijinwu!

The change of power was proceeding in an orderly manner, and nothing major happened. Under the premise that everything was business as usual, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty had also become accustomed to the absence of the First Emperor.

After all, the First Emperor had ordered Zhao Si to help Su and his son manage the government. As ministers, they had to take the initiative to adapt no matter what. They could not disturb the First Emperor who was far away in Tangquan with any big or small matter.

Moreover, the county magistrate is not as good as the current administration, and many government affairs are time-sensitive...

On the other side, Tangquan is two days away from Xianyang...

In the palace, steaming water overflows from the pores in the mountains. It is dug manually and merges into a hot spring, rising and steaming.

There are three springs in total, scattered...

The three springs have different temperatures. The water temperature in one spring is only about 20 degrees, the water temperature in another is about 40 degrees, and the water temperature in another is more than 50 degrees...

Therefore, three hot springs with different temperatures are formed.

Because they are artificially dug, the springs gather together, causing the surrounding temperature to be higher. Therefore, the growth of plants around the springs is also somewhat out of season...

"You were here just now? Why didn't I see you?" The First Emperor looked at Dunwei strangely, who was only a dozen steps away from him.

"Young Master, it's only been less than two months..." Dunruo on the side saw this and spoke softly to praise him.

From Zhao Si convening his ministers, to helping Su Zhao Si and his son speak frankly, to the normal conduct of government affairs, the normal operation of the Qin Dynasty, and the change of power, the change of power did not cause any disturbance. The son and grandson of the First Emperor seemed to handle it all very well. Even after Da Qin left him, he was still operating normally.

"I've always been here!" Dunruo said.

"It seems that without me, nothing will happen to the Qin State." The First Emperor laughed.

"Is there any news from Xianyang?" the First Emperor asked.

However, the First Emperor knew that he was calling himself.

"Did the little slave call someone?" The First Emperor suddenly straightened up and saw the little slave in the arms of the palace maid, stretching out his hands and calling to him.

But now, Great Qin has left the First Emperor and is still running in an orderly manner. Nothing has happened to Great Qin...

"Yeah! Yeah!"

"Yeah! Yeah!"

It's almost winter, but there are still flowers and plants...

It's just that the formal terms are different, so babies naturally don't have to worry about it that much.

The little guy had a smile on his face and screamed, his pink and tender face making the First Emperor's heart soften.

The little child slave is very courageous and not very afraid of strangers. He plays very enthusiastically in the water and can even swim in the water without help...

However, if you are a little far away from the hot spring, it will be gone. It depends entirely on the temperature of the hot spring, or there will be a heavy snowfall, and it will be almost fatal.

If the Qin Dynasty were to be without him, the First Emperor, it would immediately be on the verge of collapse. That would be a terrible thing.

Just as the First Emperor spoke, a dull voice came from one side. Under the tree, a taciturn figure stood quietly.

The First Emperor asked, and Dunxian naturally reported the news compiled in recent days in detail.

The First Emperor got up from the recliner in surprise. He had no time to listen to Dun Rui's report on state affairs, and stepped forward to take over the little child slave happily.

"Born as a god, he has been able to speak for fifty days, congratulations to your majesty!" Dunruo said.

This is the instinct of babies, and the First Emperor did not understand it. He only thought that his great-grandson was born divine and would be wet even when he was old.

I was tilting my head to listen to Dunwei's report, and when I was in a state of mixed emotions, I suddenly heard a few childish calls.

Everyone is staring at this great king in fear and submission. As long as he shows a hint of fatigue and weakness, they will start to test and try.

For the First Emperor, this was indeed a kind of desolation that made people feel lazy...

Of course, this name is not orthodox enough...it is basically not used in written and formal situations.

Didn't you notice him, or did you ignore him?

"Even the Yellow Emperor cannot do more than this!"

The voice was very clear, and its purpose was obvious, it was calling myself.

"Chen is here!"

The little guy is more than a month old, and he is becoming more and more active, and can barely carry out simple squirming.

"Is Dun weak..." The First Emperor waved his hand and asked casually.

"Your Majesty's words are serious..." Dun Rui heard the sound and spoke softly.

Maybe those ministers didn't really like to face a leader like him. After all, in comparison, both Fusu and Zhao Si seemed closer, easier to get along with, and less intimidating.

The First Emperor came out to relax and delegate power, not to be the big boss behind the scenes. Although out of responsibility, he still let the weak Hei Bingtai be responsible for gathering information so as not to lose his eyes and ears. However, under the premise that there was nothing major, the First Emperor did not ask, Even if you are weak, you will not have nothing to report every day.

Just like when a baby calls mom and dad for the first time, this is actually the most instinctive and fastest language that a baby can learn.

"Yeah! Yeah!"

The sad thing is that the Great Qin Dynasty has been in this state a few years ago. The First Emperor, not only on vacation, but also on government affairs, could not waste a day.

The First Emperor, with his chest exposed and a loose thin coat draped over his body, leaned on the recliner and tilted his head to watch the palace maids playing in the water with their little infant slave in their arms.

Although it sounds nice and touching to have everything tied to one person, as an emperor, this is the last thing that should happen.

"Okay, I'm not a pretentious person. This is a good thing..."

There are many myths about the Yellow Emperor. Generally speaking, the Yellow Emperor was born as a god. He could speak for sixty days and was quick and agile... In short, he was different from others at birth. This is a legend passed down orally.

But the little childish slave is different. He is a real weirdo.

How can a child know how to call someone after only fifty days? And it’s still called consciously and purposefully?

"My great-grandson is naturally extraordinary!" The First Emperor squinted his eyes and hugged the little boy to accept the weak rainbow fart.

"Your Majesty, the Three Emperors are highly virtuous and have more achievements than the Five Emperors. It is only natural that the young master is born at the right moment!" Dun Ruo agreed.

I am not good at flattering the weak, but this kind of thing is free of charge, and it is also based on the actual situation, so saying a few auspicious words will naturally not hinder it.

"Where is Meng Yi? Has the garden been cultivated?" The First Emperor asked.

The weak Rainbow Fart Emperor happily accepted it. Of course, the Emperor was not more concerned about these things. The main things should be tested.

A good harvest is the key!

Now that the autumn harvest has passed, the First Emperor took advantage of this opportunity to sneak out with his young slaves, but he did not forget about business.

Dunruo is responsible for sorting out Xianyang information, while Meng Yi is responsible for making itineraries and daily arrangements, as well as reclaiming wasteland and farming.

Zhao Si had nothing to hide from the First Emperor about cultivating high-yielding grains. After such a long time, the First Emperor naturally knew how to test it.

It's nothing more than planting the food and taking the little boy for a walk every day when I have nothing to do.

Hmm... Then wait until next summer to determine whether Xiao Zhinu has fully inherited Zhao Si's magic.

"It has been cultivated and is now being planted." Dunruo said.

"Go and see!"

When the First Emperor heard this, he thoughtfully changed the clothes of the young slave himself, and then carried his great-great-grandson straight to the place where Meng Yi was cultivating the fields. The accompanying palace soldiers are currently farming...

Large curved shaft plows, driven by oxen, plowed out straight traces, and seeds were sown in them.

What is sown is wheat...

It just so happens that after planting, it won’t be long before winter comes. After winter, it will be almost ready to be harvested in summer.

"His Majesty?"

Meng Yi was supervising from the side and noticed the figure of the First Emperor and hurriedly greeted him.

"Let's see how the field reclamation is going." The First Emperor waved to Meng Yi and motioned for Meng Yi to come over.

"Call again and see!" The First Emperor pinched the young slave's cheek.

"Yeah! Yeah!"

The little child slave was very considerate. The little guy who was over fifty days old could call for help, but Meng Yi was shocked. He also expressed admiration and sent a bunch of rainbow farts to the First Emperor.

Of course, there is no need to say more about the accompanying palace people.

After the First Emperor happily accepted these rainbow farts, he walked around the field with the little child in his arms.

"Well... that should be enough." The First Emperor thought for a moment.

I have asked Zhao Si before. Anyway, this is how Zhao Si operates. From now on, I will come here once a day...

When the food is produced, everything will naturally become clear.

The little childish slave's call obviously made the First Emperor get closer to the little guy, and he really wanted to poop and pee on the little guy himself.

If conditions didn't allow it, the First Emperor would even want to breastfeed the child...

The First Emperor had many children and many grandchildren, but due to various reasons, they didn't actually get along with them very long.

Strictly speaking, Xiaozhinu was the first child that the Emperor Shi Huangdi devoted himself to getting close to.

I am an old man in his fifties, and it is my first time to be a nanny... a grandpa.

Fortunately, the little baby slave didn't cry or fuss and loved to be clean. The First Emperor felt very good taking care of the baby, and even felt quite contented.

The entire day was spent on the baby, and it was the first time that the First Emperor did not feel empty and wasted after he completely put down his official duties.

It wasn't until night that the First Emperor received a harassing text message from someone sent by Zhao Si.

"Come, let's see what your father wrote..." The First Emperor held the little guy and opened the letter.

It's eloquent, nonsense, and a bunch of flattery...

The First Emperor scanned it briefly, oh, it turns out it was for such nonsense as sealing.

This matter is actually quite big, after all, it involves sharing the power of the First Emperor.

But the First Emperor didn't care. The child Zhao Si would succeed sooner or later. This was the heir he was optimistic about.

Originally he didn't want to talk to Zhao Si, but when Xiao Zhinu called someone for the first time, the First Emperor decided to share the good news with Zhao Si.

This heartless father wrote so many words, but he didn’t even mention the little child slave?

The First Emperor showed off the little child slave's closeness to him and the fact that he called him, criticized Zhao Si for his indifference to the child slave, praised Zhao Si and Fusu for their openness, and finally told Zhao Si that he could let go. , there is no need to report small things like this to yourself, you must trust your grandpa.

The First Emperor was in a good mood, otherwise he wouldn't have written so much.

Zhao Si received a satisfactory answer. While he was surprised that the young slave could call for help, he also had to comfort Yu Ji after his mother and son were separated.

After all, the child was taken away by his grandfather just over a month after he was born. How could Yu Ji not feel a little uncomfortable?

But Yu Ji is not stupid. It is a good thing for the First Emperor to be close to the young slave.

The First Emperor took the baby away, which in disguise gave Yu Ji and Zhao Si a certain amount of space to get along.

After having a child, the space between a couple is extremely precious.

After coaxing Yu Ji, Zhao Si told Yu Ji that if she misses the little child slave, she can go to Tangquan to stay for a while. After all, it is not very far away. You are the mother of the little child slave now. The mother is more valuable than the child, so there is no need to be so cautious. .

As for Zhao Si, he didn't have much time left. Now that the First Emperor of Xianyang has left, he can't escape.

After receiving the final permission from the First Emperor and discussing it carefully with his father Fusu, Zhao Si believed that everything that should be done had been done, so he decided to officially kick off the change of Qin.

The next day, the morning meeting was held.

Sangong and Jiuqing continued their duties as usual...

Fusu and Zhao Si, father and son, still retained their original positions, sitting on both sides of the main seat, even though the First Emperor was no longer there.

Fusu remained silent, while Zhao Si asked for details from time to time.

Fusu consciously gave Zhao Si more space to communicate with his ministers, such as when asking about details and giving instructions.

Authority is built up from little things like this.

Including Fusu's party members, the imperial censorship group headed by Feng Quji, and some Langguan took the initiative to ask Fusu during the performance. Fusu would also clearly tell everyone that they should ask the grandson for everything.

Feng Quji knew that Fusu was supporting Zhao Si to gain more power.

The good thing about the old fox is that he is not stubborn and can be clear-headed in everything.

Fusu wanted to unite with Zhao Si and his son, and Feng Quji would not sow discord for some trivial ambition.

After the three ministers and nine ministers finished their work and Zhao Si's political inquiry was over, Zhao Si also spoke at the right time.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to leave in a hurry. Since we are all here now, I will announce three things to you. Your Majesty just wants to discuss it. If there is no objection, we will make it known to the court." Zhao Si He spoke.

"Your Highness, please speak!" Li Si acted as a flatterer.

"First of all, I like to be an official. After passing the exam, I have the talent to govern the country. I plan to promote him to the county magistrate of Xianyang. What does Prime Minister Li think?" Zhao Si asked.

"It's all right!" Li Si nodded.

A Xianyang County magistrate is indeed not a big deal, at least it is insignificant to everyone present, so it was passed without objection.

"Secondly, I plan to change the lieutenant to Zhi Jinwu, who will be in charge of the capital, prohibiting thieves, arresting criminals, and trying prison cases... What do you think?" Zhao Si asked with a smile.

Xi's appointment as the magistrate of Xianyang County is indeed just an appetizer.

The real highlight is when the lieutenant changes his command to Kingo.

Zhi Jinwu's predecessor was a lieutenant, and he had already been set up in the Qin Dynasty. He was mainly in charge of the garrison and military affairs of the capital, as well as public security.

Zhao Si changed his function to be specifically responsible for public security and picketing.

This is a very reasonable thing. The Yulin Army has long been independent. It is Yulin's job to defend the capital. In fact, it has already conflicted with the lieutenant's function at this time.

Zhao Si just moved the wheel of history a little ahead of time.

(End of this chapter)