my grandfather was qin shi huang

Fortunately, even if Chunyu Yue was really determined to harm his cheap father, he would not be able to fly away directly. It would be a long journey. As long as these two generals did not meet each other for a day, he would still have something to lose. Opportunity to redeem.

He didn't expect that his stubborn father would change, but he didn't want him to foolishly continue to anger His Majesty the First Emperor.

It was obvious that his eldest father was very disgusted and even angry at the harmony between the old gentleman Chun Yuyue and his cheap dad.

The reason for the denigration has made the First Emperor's attitude clear and clear.

"Professor Dr. Chunyu Yue, the eldest son, neglected his responsibility..."

The professor failed in his duty!

He almost pointed his nose at Chunyu Yue and scolded him for misleading others.

We have already reached this point, and this guy actually wants to go north——

Zhao Ying sighed.

So, is this asking for death?

He was not worried at all about Chunyu Yue's death. The key was that he knew that with the temperament of his cheap father, once he knew that Chunyu Yue died because of him, he would definitely not sit idly by and ignore it.

By then, the rift with the First Emperor may become even more irreparable.

Alas, it is so difficult for me!

I’m so worried about this cheap dad——

The next morning, I still woke up on time.

After washing up, I still continued to exercise and build up my strength.

There are no new tricks, just simple and rough, with the goal of maximizing the use of the body's strength, push-ups, sit-ups, horizontal bars, squats, but the original five hundred of each has become eight hundred of each. Then a quick obstacle course.

3000 meters!

rub rub!

He was like a wild horse, blowing a whirlwind in the small garden, and the golden leaves were flying around!

Faster again!

I glanced at the clepsydra next to the timer. Compared with yesterday, it was almost 1 minute faster!

If compared with the time of later generations, the current 3000-meter rapid obstacle race time has almost exceeded the 8-minute limit. He estimated that if there were no obstacles, his current speed would most likely be close to the world's seven minutes, 20 seconds and [-] seconds. Record!

The clepsydra is the most important timekeeping tool in this era. It has different shapes, but it is almost like a copper kettle. There is a scaled rod inside, and a small piece of wood is used to hold it underneath. As the water in the kettle drips, the inside The scale will change accordingly to record the changes in time.

As the eldest son of the eldest son of the Great Qin Dynasty, the one he used was originally a refined version, which was much more accurate than the clepsydras on the market. What's more, the clepsydra in front of him was magically modified by him based on the clepsydra engravings on later copper kettles in the National Palace Museum and modern clocks. The arrow shaft used for timing had more detailed scales.

Twelve large grids and sixty small grids.

Each small grid movement of the benchmark in the pot is approximately equal to 1 minute in the future.

Although it is not accurate enough, it is enough for use in this era.

This achievement made him faintly excited. He didn't know how far his body would develop in the end, but at least, he was far from touching the possible limits of this body, and was still moving at an incredible speed. Becoming stronger, every moment, every time after exhaustion, new strength will grow.

The speed of the 3000-meter rapid obstacle race has steadily increased again, and it has been shortened by ten breaths again!

If he didn't take into account the various flowers and plants in the back garden, he felt that his speed could at least be improved by ten more breaths, and it was very likely that he would approach the critical point of 7 minutes.

After calming down a bit, relaxing his muscles, he walked towards two fifty-pound stone locks again, one in each hand, holding a fifty-pound stone lock with his arms flat, and started running across the garden!

The legs crossed rapidly, and the strong wind brought up caused the fallen leaves on the ground to fly in all directions, like curling yellow butterflies.

Terrifying.

After a quarter of an hour, put down the stone lock.

Start boxing.

Now practicing Juntiquan is a way for him to relax and relieve muscle tension.

Increase your proficiency by the way.

I learned this from the instructor during military training in my previous life. I don't know if it will work in actual combat. Anyway, practice it first. At least it will look better than blind gestures. Then there is the daily practice of swordsmanship.

After all, apart from military generals, no serious noble would go to the battlefield to fight in person.

This was the first time he practiced after time travel. While recalling the movements of his predecessor, he slowly became familiar with the swordsmanship routines. After fumbling for a while, he gradually became proficient in the movements of his hands.

As for whether it was powerful, Zhao Ying didn't know.

However, nine times out of ten, it doesn't work.

Because in the memory of my predecessor, I seemed to have had several sparring sessions with other friends, and was beaten quite badly.

However, the bronze sword in my hand is quite good. If it is kept in future generations, it will probably be worth a lot of money. But here, it's of no use, and you can't take it back with you at all.

Throwing down the bronze sword in his hand, he reached out and took the stone bow hanging next to him.

He drew the bow a thousand times every day without even releasing the arrow, just to exercise his strength. This kind of technique cannot be practiced blindly. If it goes out of shape during practice, it will be difficult to correct it when the time comes.

Om, oom, oom, oom, oom...

But it didn't seem to be working that well today. The one-stone bow was like a toy in his hand, and it didn't function as an exercise at all. He just pulled it a few times and felt like it was empty.

Bang!

The bow is broken...

The bowstring rolled over almost collapsed onto his face.

Zhao Ying: ...

No way, we must find a way to get a two-stone or three-stone hard bow.

Then, finding a teacher must be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Looking at the time, it was almost time for breakfast. I went back to the room and simply rinsed off the sweat stains on my body before going to enjoy my breakfast refreshed.

The usual large pot contains more than ten kilograms of mutton, plus a few kilograms of steamed millet.

The rice fat is golden and bright, and it tastes a little worse than the millet that has been cultivated for a long time in later generations, but it is better than fresh. No one dares to fool him by passing off old grain as inferior, and no one knows any technology or hard work. Authentic, green and harmless.

But his father is gone and he has become the boss of the family.

Therefore, today’s breakfast has a slightly different new expectation than before.

"Young Master, this is the wheat rice you specially asked for..."

The maid who brought the food looked at Zhao Ying with a strange look.

Ever since he knew that Da Qin also grew wheat and ate wheat rice, he couldn't help it. Why should servants eat less than others? I'm a northerner. Who can stand it if you make me eat steamed millet every day?

However, at this moment, looking at a bowl full of dark yellow wheat rice with full and intact grains in front of him, Zhao Ying frowned and felt bad.

Is this wheat rice?

You were feeding the chickens!

This is quite original!

Now he finally understands why wheat rice is said to be a whole grain. Who can stand it when it is steamed and eaten like steamed rice?

"Sir, something is wrong..."

Seeing the trembling look in the maid's eyes, worried that something had gone wrong, Zhao Ying couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and waved his hand helplessly.

Emotionally, my expression just now scared people.