my grandfather was qin shi huang

This memorial from the Jiujiang Supervisor reminded him subconsciously of the pair of uncle and nephew who were currently dormant in Kuaiji County.

It is now the 36th year of the First Emperor. Counting the time, the uncle and nephew should have already begun to take action. When they first raised troops in Kuaiji, they soon swept across the entire Kuaiji, and then led their troops westward to capture Lujiang County.

When did you lead your troops north to attack Jiujiang County?

When he was studying in his previous life, he didn't pay attention.

But at this point in time, news of serious banditry suddenly came from Jiujiang County, which still made him a little vigilant. He glanced at the First Emperor, who was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes closed and concentrating.

Holding the memorial in his hand, he stood up gently.

He needed to find someone to check the situation in Jiujiang County and Kuaiji County immediately.

In the past, these little things could be clearly understood by asking Zhao Gao for questioning. Now Zhao Gao is gone and he is recovering from his injuries in his stable. So - thinking of this, he suddenly realized that Zhao Gao was gone and there was no one around the First Emperor anymore. Add new people...

He couldn't help but frown slightly subconsciously.

This is not a good sign. If Zhao Gao's position remains vacant for a long time, the eldest father may think of Zhao Gao's good fortune again in a few days. Not to mention that he is already used to the eldest father Zhao Gao serves. Even himself, suddenly It was a bit inconvenient to lose such a capable assistant.

He just stood there holding the memorial and hesitated for a moment. The First Emperor noticed it, raised his head slightly, and looked over.

"Why, something's wrong..."

Zhao Ying hesitated for a moment, then smiled and raised the memorial in his hand.

"It's the censor from Jiujiang County. He said that there is a banditry there and that the county guards and lieutenants are not doing their best to suppress the bandits. I was thinking of asking Mr. Hei to ask what's going on there now..."

Upon hearing this, the First Emperor lay back down again.

"Hei has been infected with cold in the past few days. I asked him to go back and rest in peace——"

The First Emperor first casually explained the black question, and then he spoke unhurriedly.

"You're talking about Jiujiang County. At this time of year, we basically have to struggle for a while, but there is no good solution for the time being. It is close to Daze Township, full of swamps, and the road conditions are complicated. It is difficult for the local garrison to leave, and the bandits are quite To be cunning, as soon as the local garrison moves, they will retreat deep into the swamp..."

Having said this, the First Emperor waved his hand.

"The imperial court cannot go to war or send out large armies just for this matter. All you need to do is reprimand the local officials and order them to send out troops to suppress the bandits..."

Zhao Ying smiled and nodded in agreement, sat back, followed the First Emperor's instructions, pondered for a moment, then gently put pen to paper, briefly reprimanded the local officials, and then ordered them to send troops to suppress the bandits.

But at the end, he added this sentence without any trace.

"Disasters often accumulate in the slightest. Jiujiang is located at the strategic point between the north and the south and is close to a large swamp. It is easy to hide evil spirits. You should be prepared for danger in times of peace and strengthen your military preparations to prepare for unexpected needs."

Then, he touched the seal of the First Emperor very skillfully and used the seal.

Although the memorial has been dealt with, this matter remains in Zhao Ying's heart like a dark cloud. His intuition tells him that this matter may not be simple, but he lacks enough information in his hand, and he can't figure it out for a while. Where did the problem occur?

I can only give you a few words of caution for the time being, and hope that local officials will be more effective.

To his surprise, when he came out of the palace, he met Hu Hai who was leading his son to enter the palace. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and immediately greeted him with a loud laugh.

"Uncle Eighteen, I never expected to meet you again. We, uncle and nephew, are so destined, hahaha——"

When Hu Hai heard this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he laughed dryly.

"Ah, what a coincidence..."

As he spoke, he quietly hid behind his son.

Zhao Ying acted as if he hadn't seen him, strode forward to greet him, and embraced Hu Hai's shoulders with enthusiasm.

Hu Hai: ...

He is not short, but Zhao Ying is taller. At 1.7 meters tall, he looks like a little quail under Zhao Ying's tall and strong body.

The strong sense of oppression gave him an indescribable discomfort.

But he still couldn't break free and was helpless to deal with the enthusiasm of his eldest nephew.

Who would always put their arms around each other when they meet...

Fortunately, Zhao Ying, this bitch, had enough. He just hugged Hu Hai and shook him vigorously. After expressing his cordial and friendly greetings to his eldest nephew, he let go of his arms.

Hu Hai was granted amnesty.

I don't know where this bitch got so much strength from. He just shook a few times and his body almost fell apart.

"Uncle Eighteen is here to pay homage to my eldest father again?"

Zhao Ying mentioned it knowingly before giving a friendly reminder.

"Oh, that's really unfortunate. My eldest father has just gone to bed. When you go in later, try to be careful and don't disturb your eldest father's rest..."

After saying that, Zhao Ying waved very hard and left straight away.

It was not his turn to worry about Hu Hai entering the palace to pay his respects to the First Emperor. As a qualified nephew, the only thing he could do was to give a friendly and sincere reminder.

……

Looking at Zhao Ying striding away, Hu Hai stood on the steps. He originally wanted to step forward directly, but suddenly he hesitated.

Is what that piece of shit Zhao Ying said true or false?

He was determined to go in now, but he was afraid of disturbing his grandma's rest, but if he didn't go in, he would have to wait outside.

But he was not worried. Although Zhao Gao was no longer in the palace, Hei Lao was here. How could he leave the prince outside?

I thought I would come out soon and call myself in.

But he waited, waited, and waited for a long time. The expression on his face changed from calm to anxious, but he could not see the shadow of Hei.

Although he and his son were both wearing fine furs, it was already the end of December, the coldest season of the year...

But after a while, my hands and feet became a little stiff from the cold.

At this time, he thought of Zhao Gao's good fortune more and more.

If Zhao Gao was here, it would be impossible for a prince like him to wait outside at this time. How could he come out to give him a sure message? Even if Aweng was really resting, he would definitely come out to make arrangements for him. A place of rest.

And now Zhao Gao...

Thinking of Zhao Gao, Hu Hai couldn't help but feel pain in his teeth and cursed in his heart.

"Zhao Ying dog thief..."

Seeing the [-]th Young Master pacing back and forth outside the hall in the cold, the guards and maids couldn't help but feel deep sympathy. But there was nothing they could do. Under the power of the First Emperor, among the guards and maids in the palace now, who dared to disturb the First Emperor's rest?

When His Majesty the Emperor Changsun left, he clearly reminded him that His Majesty was sleeping and not to disturb His Majesty's rest.

Therefore, as long as Hu Hai didn't break in or let them in to report, they would just watch their noses and their minds, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Hu Hai: ...

If Zhao Ying didn't remind him before leaving, he could naturally have someone report it directly. But the problem is, Zhao Ying just reminded him "kindly" in front of so many people.

As a good and filial son, how could he disturb the First Emperor who had just fallen asleep and kiss Aweng...

So, after thinking about it again and again, in the end, I couldn't help but boil it down to one sentence.

"Zhao Ying, dog thief!"

……

Zhao Ying, who had just walked out of the palace gate, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"Could someone be thinking about me..."

Zhao Ying rubbed his nose and waved to Zhang Liang, who was curled up on the shaft of the car.

"Let's go back home..."

Zhang Liang rubbed his cheeks, which were stiff from the cold, and waved the riding crop silently. As the Emperor's eldest grandson, the Halberd Master would not be hungry, but there would certainly not be a place for him to rest.

Poor thing, it was such a cold winter, so I huddled on the carriage shaft and waited for a long time.

Zhao Ying had no time to care about him. At this moment, what he was worried about was still the banditry in Jiujiang County.

After returning to his residence, he immediately asked Zhang Liang to retrieve all the letters from Kuaiji County and Lingnan.

Ever since the caravans of Jing and Qian took root in Kuaiji and Lingnan, letters would arrive every three days. As the leader of the team, Qian naturally reported on the progress of his work in Lingnan in detail, but the shocking information was all about the recent developments in Kuaiji County.

Naturally, he would check this information in time every time.

But the problem is, all the information shows that everything is normal in Kuaiji County.

It was so normal, so normal that there were no bandit troubles, and the government was almost in harmony with the people. For this reason, during the New Year in October, the court specially commended the local governor Yin Tong and the county captain Long Ze.

But Zhao Ying, who is familiar with history, knows that the more this happens, the more abnormal it may be.

Are you afraid that with the cooperation of Yin Tong, the rebellious boy, and Xiang Liang and Xiang Yu's uncle and nephew, the entire Kuaiji County has been turned into a piece of iron?

"I always feel that something is not normal..."

Zhao Ying frowned, looking at the letter mailed back from Kuaiji County, his tone was a little solemn.

"There is definitely something wrong with this Kuaiji County. You, please study these letters carefully. Break apart all the contents mentioned in these messages and study them carefully..."

Having said this, Zhao Ying glanced at Zhang Liang, who was slightly surprised, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Since you can't find any clues yourself, find someone who can!

Whenever you walk through, there will be traces. He didn't believe that for such a big thing, that group of people could really do it seamlessly.

There must be some information that I failed to notice.

"Especially all the information about the county governor Yin Tong, the county captain Long Ze, and a pair of uncles and nephews named Xiang Liang and Xiang Yu..."

Hearing this, Zhang Liang subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Zhao Ying. Seeing that Zhao Ying's face was calm and there was no joy or anger in his eyes, his heart suddenly tightened and he bowed.

"promise--"

Zhang Liang squatted down to study with a large pile of letters. Although it was a bit boring, the study was as warm as spring. Compared with the feeling of squatting on the carriage shaft waiting for someone at the gate of the palace——

Gee, really fragrant!

Zhang Liang felt that it was time for him to take some time to visit the former CRRC official. If he could survive, it would be best not to let him die.

Otherwise, I might not be able to escape the driving job for a while.

After handing the task to Zhang Liang, Zhao Ying stopped worrying about the matter and turned around to go to the paper mill.

The former farm of their family has now been completely transformed into a large paper factory. Next to the paper factory, there is a printing factory that works day and night to print "Forging the Soul of the Army".

Now, in the name of military training, this farm has been included in the recruit camp and has become a restricted area.

Ordinary people didn't feel anything unusual except that the water flowing through the farm became a little dirty.

At this time, even if they had suspicions, they would never have imagined that such a large paper mill would be hidden.

"Son—"

As soon as he entered the farm, Mo came up to him with a look of surprise after receiving the news.

Today he is the steward of the estate and is responsible for all aspects of the paper mill and printing plant. Under Mo's leadership, Zhao Ying personally inspected the progress of the paper mill and printing plant.

Seeing that there were no mistakes, he gave a few words of encouragement, and then rewarded each craftsman who worked overtime with a hundred dollars as usual, and then turned around and left amidst cheers of joy.

Now that everything is ready, we can tell the Great Father tomorrow and launch the first step of the plan.

However, before that, he still needs to settle one more thing.

Seeing that it was still early, he did not return home, but turned his horse's head and went directly to the Xishui Thatched Cottage in the west of the city.

Today's Xishui Cottage has lost the shabby appearance of the three or two thatched cottages it once had.

Since receiving the support of the First Emperor, the scale has expanded rapidly. Centered on the thatched cottage where Chun Yuyue originally lived, it has now become an area of ​​dozens of acres with hundreds of houses.

The staff has also grown from the dozen or so disciples who followed him to the death, to becoming overcrowded. Almost all Confucian disciples in Xianyang regard this place as a Confucian dojo.

Everywhere you can see Confucian scholars holding letters in their hands, studying hard, or scholars holding swords in their hands, sitting and discussing Taoism.

There are also those who play the piano, those who ride horses, those who shoot arrows...

Some even drove chariots and fought in the newly opened martial arts arena.

Zhao Ying: ...

He suddenly understood why Confucius was able to travel around the world with a group of disciples.

How can this be the impression of later generations of those scholars who only know how to do it, and who have no power to tie a chicken? These are simply a group of robed bandits who have armed their brains with knowledge.

Zhao Ying was too tall, and the Dawan horse he was leading was also extraordinary. Although he was walking, he still stood out among this group of people, so he attracted the attention of many people along the way.

But no one would be curious to gather around to watch the fun.

After all, this is a holy place for Confucian reading, and those who come here are all scholars who admire Mr. Chunyu Yue's knowledge.

Everyone should always pay attention to some decency.

Therefore, after walking to the door of Mr. Chunyu Yue's thatched cottage, Zhuo Yi, who was wearing a robe and a long sword hanging from his waist, was reading in front of the door and discovered his arrival.

He stood up and walked quickly to him, bowed and saluted.

"Student Zhuo Yi, I have met His Royal Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson. His Highness has come from afar. I am not welcomed at a distance, but I hope you will forgive me..."

Zhao Ying smiled and returned the favor.

"Brother Zhuo, there is no need to be polite. I came today to see Mr. Chunyu Yue for something—"

Having said this, Zhao Ying looked back and asked with a smile.

"May I ask if Mr. Chunyu Yue is..."