my grandfather was qin shi huang

Hu Hai walked to the front yard excitedly. When he was about to enter the door, he suddenly remembered that he was the eighteenth son of Da Qin. It seemed that he shouldn't be so eager. Then he forcibly calmed down his emotions, coughed lightly, and walked away. Got in.

"I've met the Eighteenth Young Master..."

As soon as Hu Hai entered, the dozen or so visitors who were sitting in the living room had already stood up and saluted him.

"Gentlemen, it is really a blessing for me, Hu Hai, to come and vote without hesitation. No need to be formal, please take a seat——"

As a young master of Da Qin, he can still handle the small scenes of welcoming people and attracting customers. As the master, he first expressed his intention to recruit talents and be open-minded, and then ordered a banquet and warm hospitality.

These people can come to invest immediately after Fusu leaves, and they are also able to adjust to the situation.

Naturally, Hu Hai was greeted with all kinds of flattery and compliments, making Hu Hai feel comfortable and dissatisfied in every part of his body.

"You gentlemen are all talented, and I will not be stingy with rewards. As long as you work with peace of mind, you will have a bright future..."

As soon as Hu Hai finished speaking, there was another sound of slapping beards and horses.

Holding the wine glass, Hu Hai couldn't help but feel high-spirited.

I just feel that this is what a man should do!

At this moment, the steward's footsteps walked in hurriedly.

"Young Master, someone from Mr. Fu Su's residence said that he was here to pay homage to the Young Master Ying on the orders of Young Master Ying and to deliver spices and secret recipes..."

Hu Hai was startled, then nodded.

"Ask him to come in——"

Although I feel a little unhappy with Zhao Ying, my own nephew sent someone to deliver something. As an uncle, I naturally have to give him face, especially now that I am busy with guests. If I just disappear, wouldn't it affect me if the news spread? reputation?

Besides, the radish stewed with mutton is really delicious.

After a while, Mo came in from the outside with a few followers and Wang Quan, the foreign steward.

"I've seen the [-]th Young Master——"

After Mo came in, he didn't waste any words. After bowing and saluting, he took out the secret recipe directly from his sleeve.

"The young master specially ordered the young master to send various spices and secret cooking recipes to the eighteenth master. Please take a look at the young master——"

After Hu Hai took it, he glanced briefly and put it away.

"Tell Ying'er that I have received it and am very happy..."

When Mo saw that the matter was done, he stood up and left.

But Hu Hai stretched out his hand to stop him.

It's just a joke. In front of so many people, how can I, as an uncle, accept my nephew's filial piety in vain?

So, he waved his hand very boldly.

"Come on, take them to my treasure house and choose one for Ying'er as a return gift..."

Zhao Quan hesitated for a moment, then took Mo and others down.

When a master wants to return a gift to his eldest nephew, what can he say as a servant?

As soon as a few people left, these new guests praised him again and praised him for his elder style. Young Master Ying is really lucky to have an uncle like him...

This is what I want!

After today, the entire Xianyang City will soon know that after the eldest brother Fusu left, as the younger brother, he took great care of his son and was very friendly.

At this time, spreading this news will naturally be beneficial and harmless!

Hu Hai raised the corners of his mouth slightly. This time, he felt like he was on the tenth floor.

……

Zhao Ying naturally did not expect these unexpected gains.

To him, this is just a trivial matter. It has no other meaning. He simply doesn't want to break his promise to others, and it's not a big deal.

The 150-pound stone lock has been officially conquered.

Because there was no [-]-jin stone lock prepared in the yard, he had no choice but to imitate the Shaolin Temple disciples' method of fetching water that he had seen in movies in his previous life, and use the [-]-jin stone lock as a bucket.

With arms straight out, one in each hand, he walked quickly in the yard.

I don’t know if it’s scientific or not, but it just consumes energy.

My own martial arts training ground is still too small and the equipment is too crude.

Although this is the residence of Mr. Fusu, Fusu has always only focused on his studies and not on martial arts training. His predecessor only came here occasionally to practice archery and sword practice. This martial arts field is purely a decoration.

If he hadn't come to use it in the past few days, few people would have cared about it.

He stopped, pulled the towel, wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a breath, and touched the longbow again.

However, he knew in his heart that he had to find a suitable opportunity for the First Emperor to "just happen" to discover his unique talent. The reason why he had to hide it temporarily before was not because he was afraid of people discovering his abnormality, but because he had too few chips at his disposal and wanted to use this ability to gain more advantages for himself.

After all, who can refuse a grandson who is gifted and capable of carrying a cauldron?

Especially in the royal family of Great Qin, whose ancestors once produced super strong generals such as Fei Lian Elai, and in recent times also produced the extremely powerful King Wulie of Qin, it is absolutely normal for Zhao Ying to have this ability.

Even Qin Shihuang himself could shoot a three-stone strong bow when he was young, which was more powerful than ordinary people.

After all, he is over two meters tall.

It's just that the First Emperor was the only emperor throughout the ages. Just mentioning something casually is enough to leave his name in history. No one pays attention to it, and he doesn't bother to use it to rule the roost. But this does not prevent him from liking a grandson who is very similar to himself!

Drawing the bow a thousand times turned into two thousand times.

A strong bow with one stone, drawn a thousand times, would no longer have much effect on him. Before he got a better bow, he could only maintain the effect of his training by increasing the amount.

Goal becomes stronger!

When he thought that he might face tough guys like Xiang Yu, Fan Kuai, Long Qe, and Ying Bu in the future, he got excited about training.

It wasn't until he was sweating profusely and exhausted his last bit of strength that he pulled the towel, wiped the sweat from his face, got up and went back to the room to take a shower. A servant has already prepared the hot water needed for bathing and is waiting on the side.

As soon as he jumped into the bucket, two young and beautiful maids came over to help him wash himself. He did not refuse pretentiously. He had traveled to this era, and any talk about human rights equality was nonsense.

This is the rule of society.

In this era, anyone who wants to challenge this rule will be crushed into powder by the torrent of history.

Not to mention, he is just the eldest grandson of the Emperor of Qin, even if he is an emperor or general, he may not necessarily end well. At that time, King Zhou of Shang wanted to lighten the burden of slaves, improve the status of slaves, bypass the nobility, and appoint some talents of low origin. This caused great chaos in the world, and a group of people attacked him. He was replaced by King Wen of Zhou who had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time. country.

What's more about him?

He has no intention of being a fighter for human rights liberation in this era. The only thing he can do now is to be kind to these people.

Note:

"Now the king of Shang accepts it, but the woman's words are for use, and she is faint and abandons her, and she sacrifices and worships, and she cannot answer; she faints and abandons her parents and brothers, but they do not die, but they have many sins in the four directions and flee. They are respected, they are long, they are trustworthy, they are envoys, they are I thought the officials would be ministers to the ministers" - King Wu's message to defeat Zhou. Interested friends can find out.