It wasn't until the First Emperor Yingzheng stopped, that the officials cupped their hands and said:

"Your Majesty, why are you so angry?"

"If you want to beat a child, just ask General Meng. Why do you need to do it yourself?"

"It doesn't matter if you break them, if your majesty is exhausted, they... will die unforgivably!!"

Ignore the resentful gazes of the Great Qin Young Masters, and don't care about their health.

All the ministers care about is only the First Emperor Yingzheng.

Great Qin sons:? ? ?

Isn't it a little too much for you to say that?

The First Emperor Yingzheng rubbed his slightly sore wrist, shook his head and said, "This is not the same!"

"Beating a child, how can I borrow someone else's hand?"

After all, it was Meng Yi and Zhao Gao who felt sorry for Young Master Fu Su and Young Master Hu Hai.

The two cupped their hands and asked aloud:

"Your Majesty, I don't know, my sons, where did you make His Majesty unhappy?"

"Your Majesty, did the young masters make some serious mistake to make His Majesty furious?"

Accompanied by the opening of the two, the sons of Daqin also raised their heads and looked at their father.

He was beaten for no reason, so he must know the reason, right?

Gotta know where they went wrong, right?

When the First Emperor Yingzheng heard the words, he sneered and did not answer, but asked instead: "Have you ever beaten a child?"

"This..." Zhao Gao and Meng Yi hesitated.

They are all aristocrats, is it reasonable to beat a child?

It can't really have any effective effect, it's not necessary at all.

"Have you never beaten a child?" The First Emperor Yingzheng asked the Qin officials.

No one spoke, and no one stood up.

Wang Ben turned his head to look around, and suddenly walked out of the group of officials silently.

"Oh? Marquis Tongwu? Have you ever beaten a child? Come on, tell me, how do you feel!" Shihuang Yingzheng looked at Wang Ben and asked with a smile.

Wang Ben: "... Your Majesty, I have never beaten a child. I want to, but my father won't let me!"

"Then what are you?" Shihuang Yingzheng was puzzled.

He asked if anyone ever beat a child.

Since you haven't fought before, why are you standing up?

"Hehe!" Wang Ben laughed dryly and said, "Although I have never beaten a child, I have a lot of experience in being beaten!!"

First Emperor Yingzheng: ...

Great Qin officials and princes: ...

"Since you are often beaten, do you know what is wrong with you?" Shihuang Yingzheng asked again.

"It's my fault that Dad is in a bad mood!" Wang Ben replied, "Old General Wang once said that beating a child is meaningless and has no educational effect at all, but... it feels good and makes me feel happy!!"

"It's only natural for a father to beat a child, so there are so many right and wrong!"

"So, I venture to guess that His Majesty thinks the same way?" After finishing speaking, Wang Ben asked cautiously.

When the First Emperor Yingzheng heard the words, he looked annoyed,

"Damn it, Wang Jian, an old man, has such a good idea that can make people feel happy, but he didn't tell me earlier!!"

Great Qin officials: ...

Princes of Great Qin: ...

After the fight, the First Emperor Yingzheng really felt refreshed.

What the hell, if Daqin really died in the second generation, none of Daqin's sons would be innocent.

All should be hit! !

After the First Emperor Yingzheng finished speaking, he ignored the reactions of the ministers and princes.

He lowered his head and looked at Xia An's family letter again.

[The awesomeness that the old man blows out, of course, he has to do it for the old man on his knees! 】

After reading it again, the First Emperor Yingzheng still felt that this sentence was so good!

He is still thinking about whether to add it to the "Book of Filial Piety"...

It is the responsibility and obligation of every son to realize the awesomeness that the father once boasted about!

Cough, is this right, I can only think about it...

After all, you can't expect all the sons in the world to be as outstanding as the First Emperor Ying Zheng and Xia An, right?

That's right, the First Emperor Yingzheng thought that he was doing quite well in this aspect too!

His father, his grandfather, his grandpa... counting up to five or six generations, they all boasted the same awesomeness!

That is, I, Daqin, must realize my ambition to go east! !

Then he, the First Emperor Yingzheng... did it!It's done! !

This is the most filial piety in the world! !

"Hey, I didn't expect Xia An, a brat, to be similar to me."

The First Emperor Yingzheng chuckled secretly, and continued to look at Xia An's family letter.

After "presenting" the map of the Western Regions in the letter from home, Xia An became concerned about his father's health again.

[Dad, spring is here, be careful of allergies, drink more water, do you know!

As the saying goes, spring is sleepy and autumn is exhausting, and my father is a person who is prone to fatigue in spring.

As for the son, there happens to be something that can refresh the father and delay aging! !

I know Dad doesn't like to drink water, even if soaked in wolfberries, you probably don't like to drink it either!

It just so happens that this thing can be used to boil water for drinking, and its name is tea! 】

Xia An didn't mention tea to "Xia Manman" in the letter from home until now.

As for the benefits of tea, it can be said that Daqin knew about it later than Baiyue.

But they can know more comprehensively, unlike the land of Baiyue, they only know that the price of this thing may be very high, one mu of tea can be exchanged for ten mu of grain!

But why the price of tea is so high and why it is so precious, the land of Baiyue does not know.

And Xia An explained the benefits of tea in the family letter to Xia Manman!

.......

Chapter 49 Wanting It All is Xia An's Philosophy of Life! !

The reason for this time difference...

It's not that he doesn't want the slave owners of Baiyue to get rich, but that Xia An wants to build the trust of the slave owners of Baiyue in the merchants he sent! !

Look, I told you to plant tea leaves!

Look, I said that the tea will be very valuable! !

Why don't you believe it! !

And those who believed, those who planted tea...

Congratulations, you have become a good example for other slave owners! !

It is impossible for the slave owners in Baiyue to grow cotton and tea again overnight!

This is an extremely slow process.

Xia An is not in a hurry, let's play slowly.

Sooner or later, one day, you will not see a single plant of grain growing in the land of Baiyue! !

By that time, wouldn't Xia An knead as much as he wanted?

After all... there is nothing to eat!

Although it can make Baiyue land sit on countless cotton and tea.

But besides Da Qin, who else can buy it?

Who else can trade grain for their cotton and tea?

Cotton and tea are also wealth.

It can't be exchanged for food, and it's useless.

You can't live on cotton and tea, can you?

Whether you are full or not...

There is no winter in Baiyue, and cotton is useless! !

What?In addition to making padded jackets, can cotton be used to make ordinary clothes?

Aren't those pure cotton clothes made of cotton?

But you have to have this kind of technology! !

Daqin has not yet figured out how to spin cotton into cloth to make clothes.

Can the Land of Baiyue still be one step ahead of Great Qin?

Impossible! !

Moreover, even if the clothes are made, there is still nothing to eat...

This was Xia An's entire plan!

In the land of Baiyue, he wants to take it down without bloodshed! !

Let's talk about home books.

Xia An wrote in detail in the letter home, including the benefits of tea and how to make it.

In her previous life, Xia An was a tea lover.

Although he hasn't tasted the taste of tea for more than ten years, but he has it in his mind!

This super memory is not only able to remember all kinds of books, but also remembers smells!

From picking greens, to spreading greens, to killing greens.

Xia An wrote everything in the letter home.

Then...he also mentioned the function of tea for self-cultivation.

And attached a poem:

The living water must be cooked with a live fire, and the deep water must be obtained from the fishing stone.

The big scoop stores the moon and returns to the spring urn, and the small scoop divides the river into the night bottle.

The snow milk has been fried at the foot, and the song wind suddenly bleeds.

Withered intestines are not easy to forbid three bowls, sit and listen to the length of the deserted city.

Xia An likes Su Shi's "Jianjiang Sencha" very much for its clear and calm attitude towards life.

He prefers this ceremonial charm!

Just to drink a pot of tea, look at how much work Su Shi spent?

This is the highest state of drinking tea!

【Uh, Dad, you have to work tirelessly, I'm afraid you won't have time to enjoy this kind of comfort.

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