my grandfather was qin shi huang

"Forget it, your eighteenth uncle doesn't blame you. As a big father, I don't need to be such a bad person - tell me, what reward do you want when you come here today..."

Qin Shihuang looked at this somewhat interesting grandson with interest and decided that if the request was not too excessive, he would be granted it.

Zhao Ying smiled and raised the earthen jar in his hand.

"I came here today simply because I wanted to share the delicious food with my eldest father. I didn't think about asking for any reward - I have never heard of anyone who wants to give some food to his eldest father and need any reward..."

Although he knew that the grandson was saying flattering things, as a grandfather, he couldn't help but smile with relief. Even for a moment, I inexplicably compared this grandson with my stubborn eldest son.

If that son had [-]% of the cleverness of this grandson, the trouble would not be as bad as it is today.

Qin Shihuang stared at him thoughtfully. This time Zhao Ying did not avoid it and looked back at the First Emperor calmly.

Who was the First Emperor?

Along the way, whether you are an enemy or a subordinate, who is not a top-notch person?

What ghostly tricks have you not seen before?

A pair of eyes have long been polished into piercing eyes.

Zhao Ying didn't dare to play with his little cleverness as a time traveler and act like a fool in front of the First Emperor. He was well prepared before entering the palace. Facing the First Emperor, his safest and safest way was not to act.

Show your truest self and speak your truest words.

This was originally the purpose of his coming today, so there was nothing to feel guilty about.

Seeing this child, his eyes were clear and his expression was calm. The look in his eyes almost said "Are you stupid" written on his face.

Qin Shihuang suddenly wanted to kick him and couldn't help but laugh and curse.

"You are smart, go away -"

"Okay—"

Zhao Ying turned around and left without saying a word.

The sharp force made Qin Shihuang a little stunned.

Seeing that this brat was about to walk out of the hall, Qin Shihuang suddenly added something strangely.

"Remember, come back tomorrow!"

"Oh--"

Outside the door, in the sunshine, Zhao Ying looked back with a bright smile and waved briskly to Qin Shihuang.

"Father, see you tomorrow—"

In the main hall, unknowingly, a smile appeared on Qin Shihuang's face.

Qian, who was standing in the corner, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at the young man's retreating back, a soft look flashed in his eyes. How long has it been since your Majesty showed such a cheerful smile?

All this is because of the young master who left.

Overfulfilling the task, Zhao Ying even walked a little briskly.

Who would have thought that as soon as he returned home, he was called over by Mi Ji who got the news.

"Ying'er, how about you go find His Majesty? He didn't make things difficult for you, right..."

Mi Ji, who had been worried at home for a long time, rushed forward and pulled Zhao Ying, looking left and right with worry on her face.

Zhao Ying couldn't help crying or laughing.

"My eldest father is not a man-eating beast. What are you worried about, grandma? Besides, I'm just going to bring some food to my eldest father. I'm not going to quarrel with my eldest father like Aweng did. It's okay, don't worry - yes Yes, the eldest father said, let me go there again tomorrow..."

In order to prevent Mi Ji from worrying, Zhao Ying thought it would be better to say hello to his cheap grandma in advance.

Unexpectedly, when Mi Ji heard this, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened with an incredible look on her face.

My son rashly asked to see His Majesty. Not only did he not blame me, he also asked my son to go again tomorrow?

You can tell by looking at my grandma's reaction that this news is a bit shocking to her and she needs to let her digest it for a while.

It is estimated that she will get used to it if she goes to the palace more times in the future.

After coming out of his grandmother's place, he casually told the steward of the house, and immediately went to wrap up a portion of fragrant leaves, nutmeg and other spices and send them to the eighteenth young master Hu Hai. He even wrote a very considerate letter to Hu Hai. Recipe for cooking lamb.

Promises made in front of the First Emperor must not be let go.

These were all trivial matters. After explaining them, Zhao Ying went straight to the small martial arts field in the back garden.

exercise!

Keep working hard.

Sit-ups, push-ups, obstacle course, stone lock!

Draw the bow a thousand times!

A few more military punches.

In fact, he also wanted to find a more skilled master to systematically learn some battlefield skills and the art of war of this era, but now was not the time. After all, the future of Mr. Fusu's mansion is currently uncertain, and without Qin Shihuang's approval, given the current situation of his family, it may be difficult to get the opportunity to be taught by a real master.

Instead of finding a bad teacher, it's better to wait a little longer.

As the eldest grandson of the Emperor of Qin, he naturally carries a strong political symbolism.

Although his status gave him a lot of conveniences, it also gave him a lot of restrictions. He couldn't study at will like the ordinary children of ministers. His every move must follow the instructions of the First Emperor. will.

Putting aside these miscellaneous thoughts, Zhao Ying continued to devote himself to the exercise of physical strength.

This feeling of getting stronger every minute made him a little addicted.

……

Prince Hu Hai's Mansion.

Just when Zhao Ying was addicted to exercising and working hard, Hu Hai, who had been back at home for a long time, had not yet recovered from the strong sense of loss.

Although the First Emperor gave him no expression or expression from beginning to end, as the most beloved son of the First Emperor, he clearly felt a sense of alienation that he had never felt before.

Yes, it’s the feeling of alienation.

It was like a fence suddenly appeared between the close father and son.

He couldn't figure out why, but he told him directly that it was most likely because of his eldest nephew.

But why?

"Master, son..."

"what--"

Until a series of calls sounded around him, and he suddenly woke up.

"What's up……"

Turning around and looking at Zhao Quan, the foreign steward who had walked behind him at some point, Hu Hai frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure on his face.

"Sir, a large number of people have come to submit their orders today. They have been waiting outside for a long time. I would like to ask if you will receive me..."

Upon hearing what Zhao Quan said, Hu Hai immediately forgot about his disappointment.

"Let's go, show me there!"

Although Hu Hai was the youngest among the many descendants of the First Emperor, he was the most enthusiastic about recruiting customers. However, in the past, his eldest brother Fusu was holding him down. No matter how hard he tried, he was still just a younger brother in everyone's eyes.

If he is really capable, who would be willing to burn this cold stove like him?

But it’s no longer the same as it used to be!

As soon as the eldest brother stepped forward, his place became crowded with people. How could this sight make him unhappy and unhappy?

I can’t hold it tight at all!