Qin Shi: Beginning as the first emperor's younger brother

Hearing the sound, Wang Xia left here obediently and slowly.

Afterwards, Wang Jian patted Ying Qing's arm and said with a smile, "This is not only what I mean, but also what your father and king mean. Wang Xia is a good girl who is suitable to be your wife. Your mother also likes this girl very much."

"But...but she is my sister-in-law!"

Ying Qing shook his head vigorously, he was resolutely unwilling to agree to this matter.

The main reason is that he and Wang Xia are too familiar.

What's more, even if he wanted to, the other party always regarded her as his elder.

Wang Jian pretended to be slightly angry and said: "What sister-in-law? That's just a joke from your father and king. This matter is settled like this. Your parents have already agreed. Of course, if you want to see your sister-in-law marry You can choose not to marry someone like Fu Su or Hu Hai."

Hearing these words, Ying Qing fell into silence.

To be honest, most of his feelings for Wang Xia now are a kind of 'family affection'. After all, the two have been with each other for too long. Although Ying Qing has never been to Xianyang City these years, they both It is clear that each other misses each other.

If it is said that there is no emotion, they will not believe it.

But for a while, Ying Qing couldn't accept this kind of thing.

Anyway, let him watch Wang Xia marry Fu Su and Hu Hai with his own eyes, he is absolutely unwilling in his heart.

"This matter is not so urgent. The old man will give you time to think about it. You will stay in Xianyang for about a month. During this month, the old man will personally teach you the art of war. As for how far you can comprehend, it all depends. Providence.

One month later, whether you want to go to the old man's little daughter or not, you have to give an answer, manly man, how can you be so coy about men and women? "

Wang Jian stood up slowly and stood with his hands behind his back.

Ying Qing had no choice but to bow and said, "Everything depends on Grandpa's arrangements."

"That's right!"

In Wang Jian's heart, Ying Qing had already agreed to that matter. As for Wang Xia's side, Wang Jian believed that he could make the decision.

He sat on the recliner again, and said in a deep voice: "Tell grandpa, why did you cry just now? Could it be that someone bullied you?"

"You kid, how did you look like you were not afraid of anything? Why did you cry when you encountered something? What did you look like?"

"When your father was nine years old, he went to battle to kill the enemy. During this period, he encountered countless life and death trials, and he never cried. Child, remember, if you are wronged, you can tell grandpa, grandpa will help you get justice, but, One thing, we men and women have always shed blood but not tears!"

"..."

The next morning.

Yingqing enters the palace.

At this moment, when the officials were leaving the court, Ying Zheng stayed in the palace and waited for his arrival.

Inside the Library Pavilion.

Ying Qing walked forward slowly, bowed deeply to a figure standing in front of the bookshelf and said, "Nephew pays respects to uncle."

"Is Qing'er here? Come here."

At this time, Ying Zheng was holding an ancient book in his forehand and kept flipping through it, seeming to enjoy it.

When Ying Qing came to him, he didn't dare to show his air.

The coercion of Qiangu Yidi is really too strong.

"If your father and king hadn't researched the Four Treasures of the Study, it is estimated that all the literati in the world would have to read the thick bamboo slips to read and understand."

Ying Zheng put down the books in his hands, stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled.

This smile seemed to dissolve all the barriers between the two of them.

Regarding the matter of the Four Treasures of the Study, Ying Qing had heard his mother Tian Zhen talk about it more than once, so he knew the importance of this matter very well.

It can be said that because of the appearance of the Four Treasures, poor people in later generations can read and write, which can greatly reduce the sense of oppression brought by the nobility.

[303.Chapter 8: Hu Hai]

Except for Ying Zheng and Ying Qing, there was no one in the slightly gloomy Zangshu Pavilion.

There are only a large number of guards arranged outside the hall.

Ying Zheng and his nephew were wandering in the attic. Every time they passed a row of bookshelves, they would stop for a while.

When he reached the second floor, Ying Qing was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The collection of books on the second floor is four or five times that of the first floor, and the entire library is five floors high.

Every floor is comparable to Zhangtai Palace.

"Here, all the books in the world are collected, including the entire school of thought, and all the credit comes from your father."

Ying Zheng said in a somewhat emotional tone.

No one will deny everything Qi Wang Yingyuan has paid and contributed to this world, even Ying Zheng will not deny it.

"Could it be that the books here are the ones that my father asked the disciples of Jixia Academy to copy?"

Ying Qing was extremely shocked.

He had heard about this matter more than once, but it was a pity that the past events were too far away from him.

The importance of all kinds of books is self-evident.

With these books, Qin State can cultivate many talents.

"That's right. Back then, your father had to go through all kinds of troubles to transport these books from the enemy's territory to Qin. It can be said without hesitation that the books here are far more than those in Xiaoshengxianzhuang."

Now, under Yingzheng's intervention, Xiaoshengxianzhuang has only taught Confucianism.

You know, the predecessor of Xiaoshengxianzhuang was Jixia Academy, which was a huge academy where hundreds of schools gathered, but now, only Confucianism is still shining there.

In fact, all of this was deliberately done by Ying Zheng. Only by separating the hundreds of families would they not be allowed to gather together to cause trouble. Over time, some conflicts must have erupted among them.

Ying Yuan also agreed to do this.

After all, doing so is beneficial to the empire.

The plan for hundreds of schools cannot be done at once, but should be carried out slowly.

"At the beginning, my nephew heard from my mother that my father brought all these books to Qin. In fact, he wanted to set up a school to cultivate more talents for my Great Qin. Now these books are left in the dust here. My nephew thinks that some It's a waste of money."

When he said these words, Ying Qing bowed solemnly.