Daqin: The letter from home to encourage his father was intercepted by Yingzheng

Maybe you have never heard of their names!

There are hundreds of schools of thought, there really are hundreds of schools of thought.

But how many are passed down to later generations?

There are roughly only a dozen or so houses, and the farmers and novelists who don't have a high sense of existence must also be counted.

Being able to stand out and pass on to future generations, this in itself shows how good they are!

But in the beginning, they were really just like other schools of thought that have long been forgotten...

It is really used to please the nobles.

Or more precisely, to win the trust of nobles! !

Let the nobles adopt their ideas and use them to govern the country! !

Whoops, far away.

So what is the central idea of ​​Taoism at this time?

All methods are natural!Rule by doing nothing! !

They believe that the operation of all things has its natural laws, and the first emperor Yingzheng doesn't need to worry so much, just govern by doing nothing! !

The First Emperor Yingzheng was diligent in his administration and loved the people, and he frequently reviewed memorials until midnight.

Naturally, he dismisses Taoist thought.

Taoists... also hope that they can keep pace with the times together with Daqin.

Otherwise, they would not have jumped out to speak out.

What is the purpose of speaking out?

Slapped in the face by Da Qin?

That is definitely not the case! !

Seeing that Daqin has Chinese cabbage and has prepared green leafy vegetables for the winter for the people of the world, everyone in the Taoist school really loses face.

Then they spoke again, saying it was just a coincidence.

Let them give another example!

For example, ice exists only in winter. Have you never seen ice in summer?

Even if there is, it is to hide the ice in winter until summer.

Never heard of the saying that summer can freeze?

then……

Before Xia An could say anything, the art of condensing water into ice appeared on the streets of Xianyang City! !

Everyone in the Taoist school was stunned.

Daqin...you must slap them in the face, right?

It's uncomfortable not to slap your face, isn't it?

Xia An laughed badly again...

His Majesty the First Emperor is really interesting.

Do you want others to say that I am Xia An?

In Xianyang City, cabbage was on the market, and the technique of condensing water into ice appeared in front of everyone...

Xia An didn't even guess at Xia Manman's body.

His old man is an honest man, and he would not do such a bad thing.

Only the Great Qin Shi Huangdi could do such harm.

By the way, the first emperor really protected his shortcomings...

If he was so eager, he helped Xia An to slap him in the face.

Xia An even felt that he was a little too aggressive! !

Just like when dealing with Confucianism, Xia An didn't take the voice of Taoism seriously at all.

Attacking him is just a pretense.

What Taoism really wants to do is to attract the attention of the First Emperor Yingzheng!

They were attracted, but they were repeatedly slapped in the face by Emperor Shihuang...

Xia An couldn't stand it anymore, and planned to write another article.

But before he could start writing, Xia An suddenly cursed in pain, "¨fuck'〃!"

"What's wrong with Xia Lang?" Lu Ying was grinding Xia An, and when she heard his scolding, she couldn't help asking.

"Speaking of the technique of condensing water into ice, I suddenly remembered, where is my seafood?"

"That bastard who sold sea salt failed to fulfill the task I assigned him!!"

Xia An didn't think of this incident until now.

He had received the merchant who sold sea salt before, and pointed him to a bright path.

It is to let him learn the art of condensing water into ice, and then transport seafood from the sea to the inland.

The agreement is to arrive before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

But now the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed for half a month... Ren...

What about crabs?

What about seafood?

Xia An was thinking about it, and Zheng Xian came to report.

"Master, the sea salt seller is here again, driving a big truckload of crabs, and they are all alive!!"

Xia An's eyes lit up.

.......

Chapter 169 Your Majesty is sick with anger, but the ministers only miss Xia An's family letter! !

Xia An encouraged Xia Manman since she was a child. Even when she came to the Dune Palace, she never forgot to write letters to encourage Xia Manman. Why?

Just to be a carefree rich second generation, eat, drink and have fun! !

Eating crabs is a great joy in life! !

Xia An liked to eat crabs in his previous life, especially in this life! !

Although quite happy, Xia An didn't give that sea salt seller a good look.

"The agreed Mid-Autumn Festival, why did you delay it for so long?" Xia An asked with a straight face.

"Crabs in the Mid-Autumn Festival are not fat, but they are the most plump at this time!" The businessman replied.

Xia An couldn't hold back in an instant, good boy, you are hardworking enough! !

have a future! !

Although he made a promise before, if this person really brought crabs to Xia An before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Xia An might not be satisfied yet.

Crabs before the Mid-Autumn Festival are not yellow or creamy, and the crab meat is not fat.

Still the same sentence: He who knows food is a hero.

So early transportation of crabs is ignorance of food! !

This guy selling sea salt did not disappoint Xia An! !

Eat crabs! !

Xia An held a crab feast that night!

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"Crab claws are gold liquid, and bad hills are Penglai!"

"And you must drink good wine, ride the moon and get drunk on the high platform!"

When the wine was at its peak, Xia An inevitably wrote some poems.

But not many people listened to his poems.

Everyone's attention was on the crab!

Even Ba Qing's daughters are the same.

Seeing that no one agreed or applauded, Xia An was a little dissatisfied.

He pulled Wang Jian over, hooked his shoulders and said to him:

"Look, Ba Qing and the others can't do without me?"

"If you want to capture a woman's heart, you have to capture a woman's stomach!!"

"Write it down now!"

Wang Jian was also enjoying his meal, and he said angrily, "Damn it!!"

"When are you going to write "Jin Ping Mei" again!!"

Wang Jian has been busy with this matter for the past few days.

The third issue of "Daqin Weekly" has been published, and the second issue of his "Tales of the Grand Master" has not yet been published.

The leaders of the world are in a hurry.

They were tired of the swing scene, and urgently needed something new!

"Brother Lihua, you have changed." Xia An said sadly.

"Why did I change?" Wang Jian stared, annoyed.

"In the past, I only thought that Brother Lihua's martial arts can determine the universe, but I never thought that Brother Lihua, you actually..."

Xia An grinned, "It turns out that you are not only capable of martial arts, but also of writing and writing to secure the world!!"

Wang Jian was immediately happy.

What the hell!

You kid is so good at talking, then you can talk more! !

Wang Jian didn't even eat crabs, so he pulled Xia An and started bragging...

Or do they all like playing with Xia An?

This kid is so sincere! !

Just tell the truth, hahaha! !

Wang Jian took out his small notebook with a happy face, and wrote and drew on it.

After bragging for a long time, Xia An asked: "Are you still pressing for the manuscript?"

Wang Jian snorted coldly, "Do you still need to write? We can do it too!!"

Mr. Wang, Xia An tricked him into entering again...

Hearing that Xia An ate crabs in the Dune Palace, the First Emperor Yingzheng was also greedy.

Of course, Xia An will not forget "Daddy".

He followed the sea salt seller and sent several carts to Xianyang City.

In name, of course it was given to Xia Manman.

But Xia An doesn't care who eats it.

The money to buy crabs was paid by the First Emperor Yingzheng!

He is the first emperor of Qin, who will pay if he doesn't pay?