My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 346 Yesterday, Something Must Have Happened
The cool breeze will turn hot after circulating in Ying Chengxun's body for a week.

There are no waist-high plants growing in this wilderness, and it is located in most of the plains of Handi in the Central Plains.This would be a disadvantage in time of war, since there is no danger to defend.

But at this time, this is a good thing, allowing Ying Chengxun to cast his vision all the way to the horizon without any obstruction.

The souls from after 2000 looked into the distance and looked up at the starry sky.

In his previous life, Ying Chengyu was not a professional astronomy researcher, but as a qualified keyboard man, he knew that this gorgeous starry sky was different from that of the post-[-] generation. Many stars had shifted positions, although he couldn't see it.

Just like him.

Just looking at the appearance, you can't tell that he is different from others.

He took a deep breath, but he couldn't relieve the depression in his heart.It's like being trapped in the ocean, pouring in a mouthful of sea water, and the feeling of suffocation is even stronger.

This sea is called loneliness.

The legalists of this era are not the laws of later generations.

The Mohism of this era is not the democracy of later generations.

No matter how much they are alike, no matter how much they have in common.

Essentially, the two are quite different.

Ying Chengxue lay on the horse's back, closed his eyes, and the old horse who knew pictures transported him back to Xinzheng who was half asleep and half awake.

The glamorous Qingmei and Dingxiang welcomed Ying Chengxue out of the gate of the sheriff's mansion, and led him back into the house.

After Ding Xiang removed the shoes and socks for Ying Chengxun, she suddenly felt something strange in front of her body, and looked down, only to see Ying Chengxun kicking her fruitful fruits restlessly.

The slightly worried mood suddenly relaxed, and he leaned forward a little to make his son feel better, and said with a gentle smile:
"Why did you come back so late today, son?"

Ying Chengxi's eyes were deep and serious.

"The stars hang down the plains, I am deeply immersed in the natural scenery, and I can't extricate myself from it. I have so many insights and linger."

Qingmei, who went to wash feet for Ying Chengxuan, was holding a basin of cold water for her, but her son felt that the water was just the right temperature—the bath water temperature for women was generally slightly higher than that for men.

Then I heard my son bullying my sister while saying specious things seriously.

Grabbing Ying Chengxiu's feet, pressing them firmly into the wooden basin, rubbing them gently with his hands, with a half-smile on his face.

"Young master has so much insight, can you say it?"

Ying Chengxi raised his head at a thirty-degree angle, with a deep expression on his face.

"The road is a long way to go, and I will go up and down to find out."

"Cai, young master is amazing."

Ding Xiang smiled and praised, her rosy face was clear and beautiful.

His younger sister Qingmei muttered softly:
"Just get used to him."

Then he raised his voice and teased:
"Only Qingmei has heard of it. This is the seventh time that Young Master has stolen the words in "Li Sao" written by Qu Yuan."

"Hey~"

Ying Chengxue pulled a long note unwillingly, sat up with his left hand supporting his body, his right index finger swayed like a pendulum, his face was like a little girl, what do you know.

"Scholar's business, how can it be called stealing?"

"Yes, yes, it's called reference~"

Qing Mei rolled her lovely eyes, and also held Chang Yin, took off the clean cloth on her shoulders, wrapped her young master's feet and wiped them carefully.

In just a few words, Qingmei finished washing Ying Chengxu's feet.

Because her man, her son, never liked to wash his feet since he was a child.

He took out the small bench that had been prepared long ago, nailed it with three layers of animal skins, and put the young master's feet on it.

Qingmei and Dingxiang, the twin sisters, one on the left and the other on the right, pressed the acupoints on Ying Chengyu's feet—their son, who doesn't like washing his feet, really likes to massage his feet.

Serving Ying Chengxi from a child to a man, from Young Master Cheng to Lord Chang'an's two daughters, and the people next to Ying Chengxi's pillow, they all feel that their son is in a good mood today.

Ying Chengxi groaned comfortably, and lay back on the bed again.

Close your eyes so that he doesn't have to hide the loneliness deep in his eyes anymore.

The road is long and long, and I will search up and down... Ying Chengxue meditated silently.

He doesn't bring the stress of the outside home.

Most men are like this, report good news but not bad news.

On the second day, it was dark.

A scientist in sackcloth had already stood outside the door of Ying Chengyu's room in Xinzheng County Sheriff's Mansion.

An hour later.

Lu Goujian, the sweeping monk who voluntarily guarded Ying Chengyu, swept the clean courtyard.From time to time, he looked up at the scientist and tilted his head towards the living room—shall I call your lord?
The scientist shook his head every time and stood there waiting.

Lu Goujian could only sigh softly, then lowered his head, and used the seemingly ordinary broom, which was actually made of heavy fine iron, to stroke and pull casually.

Jun Shang, who was not very talented in martial arts, once wrote in his novels that there are four realms in the way of swordsmanship - unparalleled sharpness, lightness as heavy, weight as lightness, and the unity of sword and sword.

The former No. [-] swordsman in the world didn't know how his own monarch came up with it, but he thought it made sense.At least he practiced according to this method, not only did his martial arts not decline with age, but he made great strides forward and improved a lot.

Today, Lu Goujian doesn't understand why the scientist who is the most hated by the emperor on the surface and the best friend with the emperor on weekdays punishes himself to stand in front of the door.

Since it was distributed to all the cities in Han, Ying Chengxue has resumed the good habit of not sleeping until he can't wake up naturally, and usually gets up at the end of the day, that is, at nine o'clock.

But now it's just the end of the lunar month, five o'clock in the morning, and the sky is just getting dark. Scientists have to wait until Ying Chengyu, at least two more hours.

The most time-consuming scientist in the past, with strong hands-on ability, races against time in R&D and creation.

Like a standing green pine, it stood outside Ying Chengxun's house without saying a word, nor letting anyone in to report.

The rising sun is in the sky, and the newborn sun awakens the silent world.

Wearing a thin coat, Ying Chengxuan walked up to the scientist quickly, took the scientist's hand, dragged him in, and complained:
"Why didn't you wake me up?"

The scientist was physically weak, and walked along with Ying Cheng, answering irrelevant questions.

"I'm coming back to be Qin Mo."

Ying Chengxi paused, and the scientist took a step forward before stopping.

Ying Chengxiu turned around, dragged the scientist out of the house, and then dragged the scientist through the gate of the sheriff's mansion, talking while walking.

"Although Ying Chengxun lacks a Qin Mo, the world lacks a great Mohist even more."

"As I said yesterday, does your lord detest the scenery of Yiyang?"

"Very disgusting."

"In this case, why do you still want me to stay in Yiyang?"

"I want to see it again."

"I don't understand what your majesty means."

"Hundreds of schools manage their own politics, each has its own strengths, and each has its weaknesses. I want to learn from each other's strengths to make up for my weaknesses."

Scientists understand.

The Mohist School is also one of the Hundred Schools, and the most prominent one among the Hundred Schools.

"Go back, you managed Yiyang very well."

Those poor people who kept pouring into Yiyang, wearing rags and ragged clothes, and having no hope for the future life in their eyes kept appearing in Ying Chengxu's mind.

"At least for now it's fine."

Except for the Mo family, no other family can treat these poor people equally.No county can open its gates and welcome these refugees with joy.

Ying Chengxuan was angry at the scientist's statement that suffering makes success.

The bottom poor don't get angry.

To have the shelter of Yiyang and to live in Yiyang City.

There is light in their eyes.

They have smiles on their faces.

They were overjoyed.

Thoughts can be built from a high place, but they cannot be separated from the people in need. Those who are in power should listen to the voices of the people.

After seeing off the scientists, Ying Chengxun went home, dressed and put on a bamboo hat under the service of Qingmei and Dingxiang.

"Where is the son going?"

Ding Xiang tidied up Ying Chengxu's collar, and her big good-looking eyes never let go of any folds, even if Ying Chengxu went out of this door, everything she took care of would be in vain.

"Nanyang."

Ying Chengxun looked at the bronze mirror to see if the hanging black veil could completely cover his appearance.

"What are you going to do, find another Yue girl?"

Qing Mei pouted and said.

She is very hostile to Yue Nu, and she doesn't hide it at all.

In her opinion, the Yue girl is a representative of willful behavior, always causing trouble for her son.

"Wow, you can guess this?"

Ying Chengxun pretended to be surprised, took another shot of his maid's buttocks, and ran out in a hurry.

Without Ying Chengxu, who was always fond of hands and feet, the usual blush on Ding Xiang's face gradually faded away.

"Nanyang."

She muttered to herself.

Ome, who is more outgoing than her sister, rubbed her numb and sore buttocks, and said casually:
"The county magistrate is Fu Sheng, who is under the control of Confucianism."

There was a sneer at the corner of the mouth, and the rosy and plump lips completely diluted the harshness.

"The group of Confucian scholars who failed to accomplish anything also accompanied the young master to go in person. Isn't there a memorial?"

Except for Yiyang, which is controlled by scientists, the detailed information of each city is updated every three days, and will be held by Xinzheng County Sheriff to win Chengxiu's living houses and desks in the hall.

"I asked Mr. Lu, the scientist came this morning before Yinshi, and waited until Mr. Lu got up..."

Yesterday, something must have happened... Ding Xiang was very sure.

The reason for the half of the story is that the younger sister who is not stable enough will investigate privately and interfere with the son's work.

Qingmei took a deep breath, closed and opened her eyes, and said with a little dissatisfaction:
"Sister, you are hesitant to speak here, because you think I didn't expect what happened yesterday? Do you think I'm a fool?"

"If you're not stupid, how could you let the Yue girl win over Lu Changyan, Lu Zhi, and Lu Mi."

The same plump lips were slowly drawn up, the moist luster was seductive, and Lilac laughed at her sister.

"Those three girls were all brought back to Xianyang by you from Shan County, but now they are all learning swords from Yue girls. You, you have learned a lot about the bed, but you have forgotten how to survive in the dark room."

The Yue girls now teach Lv Changqian, Lv Zhi, and Lv Mi to practice swords every day.

Of course, the exception is the Yue Nu Sword, which is not allowed to be rumored - Yue Nu, whose sword skills are more lethal than Gai Nie, knows many sword skills.

Although he and the three daughters of the Lu family do not have the status of master and apprentice, they already have the status of master and apprentice and get along with each other every day.

"There are no hidden guards anymore, they are now called Quicksand. Besides, who would have thought that the three girls like swordsmanship."

Qingmei grimaced.

Although she knew that her sister was changing the subject, she was really troubled by it.

The problem with Ying Chengxuan is unknown, she hasn't investigated it yet, and she doesn't know the truth, so naturally she can't solve it.

But her own problem is clear - the teammates she brought back have switched to the opponent.

Qingmei felt very uncomfortable.

"I thought Ping'er was the competitor, but I was very happy that he stayed with the queen and did not go with the prince.

"I knew that the three daughters of the Lu family would be won by the savage girls who did their own way and didn't think about the consequences. Why don't they share the son with Ping'er."

…………

Afang Palace.

Among the concubines in the harem, only the palace of Empress A Fang is named after her.

Even the concubine Zheng Shan, the biological mother of Prince Ying Fusu, did not have this honor.

Someone once relied on the fact that the First Emperor stayed in his room for two more nights, whispering softly beside his pillow, and asked to name the palace after him.

On the second day, the first emperor's concubine, who had slept for ten days in January, suffered from a wind-cold—an acute wind-cold that Xia Wu couldn't cure, the kind that died within half an hour.

The women in the harem worked as quail for a month before they knew the cause of the incident—from the mouth of the eunuch in the respect room.

The eunuchs in the Jingshifang are all castrated people, and they are all incompetent martial arts masters.

Their duty is to observe and write the records of the intercourse when the king has intercourse.

In addition to remembering the next year, month, and day, you must write down the time when you have intercourse.

When the monarch of the state of Qin had sex, he had to be watched by the eunuch who respected the house.

This is not a quirk of the kings of Qin. In fact, most dynasties in history have departments similar to the respect room, which is to prevent the monarch from being assassinated.

Most men lose their vigilance when charging, and the emperor is no exception.At this time, theoretically speaking, it is the best time to assassinate.

This was a common thing at the time, but when someone knew about it, it was blown up.

A certain Zhuzi was shocked, unable to understand, and called out perverted, what a joke.

King Qin Zhaoxiang personally explained the reason to him. A certain Zhuzi understood it quickly, but he still couldn't accept it, and proposed to his grandfather to replace all the eunuchs in the respect room with women.

"Then what if the grandfather is sexually attached, and he is taken captive to the bed? Who will protect the grandfather?"

"Switch to an older woman."

"How old is it?"

"forty?"

"It's the plump time."

"Fifty, no, sixty!"

"This looks bad, but at such an advanced age, how much strength can he still have, can he still protect his grandfather?"

"...Then find a stronger woman who is uglier."

King Qin Zhaoxiang laughed loudly and stroked his little great-great-grandson's head.

"You have to be ugly, you have to be good at martial arts, and you have to be loyal. It's not difficult to find the only one of the three. It's hard to find the two, and it's even more difficult to find the three."

The eunuchs in the respect room were all trained by the Ying clan from an early age. Only after being absolutely loyal to the king can they cut off the root of right and wrong, and get the honor of watching King Qin's charge.

There is a natural strength gap between men and women. Training a qualified ugly female eunuch is obviously much more difficult than training a male eunuch.

"If you want to realize what you want, the easiest way is to choose the latter two. Appearance is not important, and it can be a ruined face. But seeing a face full of knife-cut scars, my grandfather raised his eyebrows on the bed. It's so embarrassing."

King Qin Zhaoxiang flicked the loach that his great-great-grandson hadn't grown.

"Can you mention sexuality?"

"..."

"If my grandfather can't do it, I won't have your elder father. If my elder father can't do it, I won't have your grandpa. If my grandpa can't do it, I won't have you. If so, why don't you like Jingshifang eunuch?"

King Qin Zhaoxiang looked at his great-great-grandson who didn't know the beauty of the relationship between men and women, and couldn't show off his glory, and smiled.

(End of this chapter)