my grandfather was qin shi huang

Looking at his eldest brother's retreating back, and then looking at the two large rolls of thick bamboo slips in his arms, Zhao Qi couldn't help but the corners of his eyes sparkling, and he almost shed tears of emotion on the spot.

After fulfilling the responsibilities of a good elder and a good brother, Zhao Ying walked to his study with satisfaction.

It’s time to read and study every day again.

Now that I have traveled through time, I naturally have to learn to deeply understand the culture of this era.

We cannot rely on the little superficial knowledge we learned from the fast-food education of later generations to be able to guide the country, dominate the world, and dominate the world in this era.

In the past few days, as he sorted out the memories of his past life, his understanding of the world became deeper and deeper, and he became less and less afraid to underestimate this era.

This era is like a carefully operated instrument. In some aspects, even future generations may not dare to say that it will definitely be better. For the nobles of the Six Nations, this may be the worst era, but for ordinary people, this is definitely the best era.

There are no powerful people, no aristocratic families, and no powerful families. As long as you are willing to work hard, as long as you are willing to fight for your life, even if you have been poor for generations and are poor to the core, you still have the opportunity to get ahead and be the most respected person.

The more he understood, the more awed he became, and the more unwilling he was from the bottom of his heart to let such a short-lived Great Qin appear and die in his second generation.

Only he, a time traveler, can truly understand what kind of foundation the old man in Xianyang Palace, who has turned white at the temples, laid for future generations with his amazing vision and courage.

Such a great Qin should not just die.

The dim yellow oil lamp was completely different from the electric lamps of later generations. Not only was it not bright enough, it also carried black smoke. If you read under the lamp all night, your nostrils would be black when you wake up the next morning.

The most important thing is that although spices are added to the oil, if you smell it carefully, there is still a faint odor lingering in your nose.

"It's so miserable..."

Spreading out the "Book of Shang Jun" in his hand, Zhao Ying joked to himself in amusement, and then focused his attention on the bamboo slips. If you want to understand this era, you must understand the laws of Da Qin, and if you want to understand the laws of Da Qin, you must read the "Book of Shang Jun".

Although Shang Yang ended up miserably later, he also got an allusion of being trapped in a cocoon. But the irony is that although he died, the reforms he implemented have survived and became the foundation of the Qin Dynasty's prosperity. The laws he formulated are still the criterion for the laws of the Qin Dynasty.

Although Zhao Ying inherited the memory of his predecessor, the small seal script and difficult writing still gave him a headache.

But today, something seems different.

He rubbed his eyes in surprise and tentatively moved the bamboo slips farther away from him.

Still looking fine!

Even further away, it’s still clear!

Even the annotations on the side of the bamboo slips, marked by someone who is three minutes smaller than the main text, can be clearly seen. This happened two days ago and I couldn’t believe it.

"My eyesight is getting better!"

Zhao Ying was overjoyed. It seemed that his golden finger had not only increased his strength, height and appetite, but also his eyesight. Although it was not a special ability, Zhao Ying was still very happy that his eyesight had improved. happy.

I don’t know if it was because he was in a good mood, but he felt that today’s reading was particularly thorough. In the past, he had to ponder over and over the issues, but he could understand them in one reading. The efficiency was amazing!

Taking advantage of his good condition today, Zhao Ying insisted on reading for half an hour longer.

Compared with the tomes of later generations, which often contain hundreds of thousands or even millions of words, the books of the Qin Dynasty are really hard to read. Even the "Shang Jun Shu", which can be called a tome, only has more than 610 words. It is known as The Taoist classic "Tao Te Ching" has only [-] words.

Once your mind is clear and your thoughts are clear, you can read a book in one night, and even take notes and take a walk.

What surprised him even more was that he discovered that he might have a photographic memory!

He turned around and checked again with some disbelief. It was conclusive, word for word, he was really different from before. After traveling through time once, I inexplicably transformed from a scumbag to a top student. Who do you think you should talk to to explain this?

Although he was a little reluctant to be in this state, when the time came, Zhao Ying went to rest on time.

He suspected that all these changes were related to his recent surge in physical fitness.

Taking good care of this body and maximizing its various potentials are the basis for surviving in this world and even doing something.

……

"Little boy—"

Just as he was about to go back to his room to rest, he saw Mo walking in from outside in a hurry. Zhao Ying couldn't help but his eyes flashed and he stopped.

"Any news?"

"There is news. Dr. Chunyu has left Xianyang and is staying in a guest house in the west of the city. It is said that he is going north to Shangjun tomorrow to join the eldest son..."

Zhao Ying:! ! ! ! ! !

Sure enough, this old guy really wants to catch my cheap daddy and cause trouble, right?

……

"How many people are accompanying us..."

Zhao Ying's face was as gloomy as water, and his tone was a little cold.

"There are more than ten disciples..."

Hearing this, Zhao Ying couldn't help but frown slightly.

This Chunyu Yue's reputation is too high and his reputation is too great. To such an extent, there are still so many disciples who are willing to follow him wholeheartedly. It is really a big trouble.

Headache!

With so many people, they certainly cannot be robbed quietly. You must know that the Confucian scholars of this era are not the frail scholars of the future. They all practice the six arts of a gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics. , not only can they ride horses and shoot arrows, but most of them also have good swordsmanship.

Especially those who can follow Chun Yuyue, they are probably the best among them.

It can't be dealt with if there are too few people. If there are too many people, there will be too much movement. If you are not careful, you may cause big trouble.

Didn't look at it, even His Majesty the First Emperor, in a rage, just kicked this old guy away. He just didn't dare to risk the disapproval of the world and cause trouble for himself.

"It seems that we can only outsmart you. Alas, aren't you forcing me to do this?"

Zhao Ying sighed helplessly, sat down again, picked up a piece of cloth, picked up the brush, brushed it, and wrote a few lines of small words. He checked it carefully again under the light and saw that there were no mistakes or omissions, and then solemnly Immediately put it into an envelope and handed it into Mo's hands.

"You will leave the city immediately early tomorrow morning and be sure to hand this letter into the hands of Mr. Chunyu Yue..."

Speaking of this, a cold light suddenly flashed in Zhao Ying's eyes.

"If he can't change his plan and still insists on going north, you should come back immediately..."

"promise!"

Mo took the envelope with both hands, turned around and strode away.

Although Zhao Ying wanted to take advantage of the darkness and have someone deliver the letter without anyone noticing, Da Qin implemented a curfew. If he traveled late at night without official permission, he would be arrested by the Yamen in minutes.

At that point, it will really be self-defeating.