After being read by the First Emperor, I became the favorite of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 15 Choose Mengtian, choose Mengtian

The corners of Chang'an's lips trembled, and after a moment he nodded dumbly: "Thank you, goddess."

Just like that, Yun Jiao had a little follower beside her.

At first, Chang'an was very reserved, but gradually he found that Yun Jiao acted carelessly, and Fusu and Gan Luo were also very friendly to him, so he slowly opened his heart and would also call Yun Jiao along with them when no one was around. Sister.

Yun Jiao discovered that Chang An was very smart and could learn everything he was taught. Her eyes immediately lit up and she asked him to help her sort out historical materials——

Recently, Yun Jiao had an idea. If she couldn't take these historical materials back with her, then she would compile them into a volume and keep them in a relatively safe place. When she travels back one day, she can go to that place for archaeological excavations and find out what has been preserved. of historical data.

Gee, she's so smart.

Time soon came to September.

Ying Zheng and the ministers had already made plans to attack Zhao. After taking care of the most important things, Ying Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and had some time to teach his heirs.

Seeing that Fu Su had not made any progress in martial arts after staying in Xianyang Palace for more than half a year, Ying Zheng frowned and started to prepare to find a companion from a family of military generals to read out and urge Fu Su to practice martial arts.

As if thinking of something, Ying Zheng took out the sheepskin notebook he carried with him and opened it carefully. He stopped on a certain page and saw something. After thinking for a moment, he summoned many young men from military general families.

Fusu didn't like martial arts. He seemed to be in a daze while sitting under Yingzheng, but in fact he was secretly reciting the Confucian scriptures taught to him by his teacher Chun Yuyue.

Gan Luo next to him shook his head slightly when he saw him like this.

Behind the curtain next to Ying Zheng, Yun Jiao knelt and sat in front of the desk, stretching her neck and looking around.

Chang'an was waiting around and saw her looking around, her eyes moving slightly, so he knelt down next to her and looked at her gently with a pair of peach blossom eyes: "What are you looking at, sister?"

"I'm looking for someone." Yun Jiao said while looking.

[Oh, why is Fusu so dazed? Hurry up and choose someone. I saw our ancestor called Meng Tian here too. 】

[By the way, where is Meng Tian? I saw his portrait, but why didn’t I see anyone else? 】

[Oh, this idiot must be endorsing him again. I will really thank Chunyu Yuejing for teaching him anything. 】

Ying Zheng, who was sitting in the seat, paused while drinking, then picked it up again after a moment.

Not long after, the banquet started, and all the young men from aristocratic families showed off their martial arts skills.

Ying Zheng saw that Fusu was still in a daze, and his eyes turned cold: "Fusu."

Fusu came back to his senses in an instant, looked up and saw his father looking at him expressionlessly. He was startled and quickly bowed to him: "My son is here."

No, he didn't do anything wrong. Is his father going to reprimand him again?

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"All the princes from aristocratic families are superb in martial arts and have extraordinary skills. Which one do you like, are you going to keep as a companion?" Ying Zheng asked.

"...That...I haven't fallen in love with you yet..." Fusu, who had been distracted in his endorsement just now, felt guilty for a moment and lowered his head hesitantly.

Ying Zheng stroked his forehead with some hatred, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes after a moment.

"Forget it, you go back first."

Fusu was stunned for a moment, stood up, bowed and left.

At this time, Yun Jiao finally heard Huang Menlang announce Meng Tian's name, her eyes lit up, and she subconsciously looked over.

Not far away, a tall young man stood up, wearing a black forehead wipe, and bowed to Ying Zheng: "Meng Tian pays homage to the king!"

Yun Jiao's eyes suddenly lit up.

[Oh, he is Meng Tian!What a talent indeed! 】

[Hurry, hurry, hurry, ancestors, choose him, he will be one of your future generals! 】

Ying Zheng's lips curled up slightly: "No need to be polite." Meng Tian took out a long spear and began to demonstrate the Meng family's marksmanship that he had learned.

While the boy was demonstrating his marksmanship, he was constantly cheering for himself.

He has been practicing martial arts and archery with his father since he was three years old.As the eldest son in the family, his father had high hopes for him, and even taught him the Meng family gun. He certainly did not disappoint his father's expectations, and his martial arts skills far exceeded those of his peers.

Now, the boy who is over fourteen years old finally has the opportunity to repay Qin. How can he not be excited and nervous?

After the display of marksmanship was over, Meng Tian was already sweating profusely. He raised his spear and bowed to Ying Zheng again, then sat back in his seat and seemed to be drinking calmly, but in fact he was already very nervous inside.

Yun Jiao saw that the young man was calm and nodded secretly.

[Not bad, not bad, he is worthy of being the future General Meng. 】

[Oh, ancestor, why are you still hesitating? Choose Mengtian, choose Mengtian! 】

[In the future, he will not only fight against Qi for you, but also defend you against the Huns! 】

[Hey, if I change history here, then Meng Tian might be able to fight to the west. 】

[Hey, then do you really don’t have to learn all those damn foreign languages ​​in the future? 】

[Oh mo, oh mo oh mo!Our ancestors chose Meng Tian and chose Meng Tian! 】

Ying Zheng suddenly laughed out loud. After a moment, he turned his head and looked at Yun Jiao beside him: "Jiao Jiao thinks it is safer for me to choose a young man for my eldest son?"

When Yun Jiao saw him asking questions, she pretended to ponder for a moment and pointed out the shortcomings of some of the young men in front of her. Seeing that the atmosphere was almost set off, she slowly said: "In this case, it is the young man from the Meng family who , quite suitable for the eldest son."

Ying Zheng rubbed his chin: "Choose Meng Tian..."

Yun Jiao nodded secretly.

【exactly. 】

The smile in Ying Zheng's eyes grew two points thicker, and he whispered: "Jiao Jiao said it very well, and I agree with it, so let's choose him."

The banquet broke up in the afternoon, but Ying Zheng still had no date to read with.

Meng Tian held up his gun with a disappointed look on his face and walked slowly outside the palace.

On the long palace road, the young man looked up at the sky, slightly dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Meng Tian subconsciously turned his head.

The person who came was wearing a long skirt with a curved train and a face as bright as the moon. He was looking at me with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

Meng Tian was stunned for a moment, then curious: "Who are you?"

"My name is Yun Jiao. I have been summoned by the king to summon the young master of the Meng family and appoint you as the eldest son's companion." Yun Jiao handed over a scroll of bamboo slips with a smile.

Meng Tian was stunned again, and after a moment, his whole body started to tremble with excitement.

Recognizing that Yun Jiao was the rumored goddess, he carefully took the bamboo slip and bowed to Yun Jiao: "I will certainly live up to your Majesty's high expectations!"

In this way, Meng Tian became Fusu's second companion.

Seeing the high spirits in the young man's eyes, Yun Jiao could already imagine what it would be like in the future when he would lead thousands of troops to attack Qi in the south and attack the Huns in the north.

Chang'an followed Yun Jiao and put a thin cloak on her. Seeing her appearance, he said softly: "Sister, it seems that I admire this young man of the Meng family very much?"

(End of this chapter)