my grandfather was qin shi huang

Looking at the chatting and laughing First Emperor and Hei Bingtai's general manager Hei, as well as the son Zhao Ying next to him who was not stingy and didn't take anything seriously, Mi Ji felt that her brain was not strong enough.

Is the decree that shocked the entire Xianyang City this morning related to my son?

"Others are eager to take the credit for their own achievements, but it's better for you. After studying with Old General Wang for a day, you didn't learn anything else, but you learned a [-]% chance of hiding behind!"

Seeing that Zhao Ying didn't take this credit seriously, the First Emperor couldn't help but pointed with his chopsticks and laughed and cursed.

"I will remember all your achievements and reward you together when the time comes..."

Zhao Ying didn't take this seriously either.

What's the point of merit or not? Does life matter?

You don’t understand my joy. If the Qin Dynasty is slightly different from the historical trend, it will be a huge surprise to me.

"Then I'll just wait -"

Zhao Ying smiled and handed a bowl of millet porridge to the First Emperor.

"Father, don't just eat meat. It's hard to digest. Drink more millet porridge. This stuff is the most nourishing..."

The First Emperor reached out to take it, brought it to his mouth and took a sip, then complained dissatisfiedly.

"It's rare for me to come to your side, uncle. You brat, you still have to take care of your uncle and don't want to let him have a good time. I've never seen such a bastard grandson like you..."

Seeing this pair of grandfather and grandson chatting and laughing freely, Hei sitting beside him couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were stretched a lot. Since the young master forced his way into the palace, His Majesty has had more and more smiles on his face and his mental state has improved a lot.

"This is where you usually practice martial arts -"

After lunch, the First Emperor took a walk with his hands behind his back, looking at the small martial arts arena in the back garden with interest.

"Well, I used to practice blindly, but then with Jing and Xiong, the situation got a little better..."

Zhao Ying did not hide his condition at all. As he spoke, he picked up a 150-pound stone lock and waved it randomly a few times.

"like this--"

First Emperor:……

black:……

That’s a 150-pound big stone lock!

Feelings, are you using them as a lamp grass...

The First Emperor walked to the weapons rack, picked up a broken Changge, weighed it in his hand, and suddenly thought deeply.

"Did you break this?"

Zhao Ying nodded and said with a wry smile.

"There is no way. All the standard weapons of our Da Qin are too light for me, and they will break if I am not careful..."

The First Emperor nodded, dropped the Duan Ge in his hand, and said nothing.

He put his hands behind his back and looked around, then suddenly pointed to an open space next to him and asked with some confusion.

"It's a nice garden, what did you dig there for..."

"where--"

Zhao Ying glanced at it and said cheerfully.

"Let me build a fire pit and try to see if I can grow some vegetables to eat——"

Fire kang?

Growing vegetables?

The First Emperor and Hei glanced at each other subconsciously. I have heard both words before, but this is the first time I have heard them together.

What new tricks is this brat doing?

Hands behind his back, he walked slowly over.

The original flowers and trees had already been neatly pushed aside by the servants of the house, and a fire pit like a long snake had been set up in the middle. The ground next to it was well plowed and looked like it had been fertilized.

"What are you planning to plant..."

"There is nothing to grow - now I can only grow some leeks and fresh onions, and make do with tooth sacrifices. When I conquer the Hexi Corridor in the future, I can help my grandfather conquer the Western Regions and the Maurya Dynasty..."

Zhao Ying excitedly pulled it with his hand.

"At that time, eggplant, cucumber, alfalfa, broad beans, spinach, coriander - whatever you want to eat, they will all be delicious dishes on the dinner table..."

The First Emperor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and kicked him in the butt.

"You kid, you are encouraging my father to fight again. If word spreads outside, you will be scolded for being militaristic again..."

Zhao Ying chuckled and didn't argue.

There is nothing to argue with, I am just encouraging you nakedly.

"I have carefully read the memorial you handed me last time. If the situation is true, the Western Region and the west of the Western Region are indeed a good place - I have asked Heibingtai to send people to infiltrate the caravans of the Western Region. , to investigate the local situation..."

Speaking of this, the First Emperor glanced at the heroic eldest grandson without leaving any trace, with his hands behind his back, his tone was inexplicable.

"Ying'er, do you know that as a king, if you want to start a war, what preparations do you need to make?"

"The troops and horses have not moved yet, but the food and grass go first - I know, uncle, don't you just want to tell me that war is about economics. If you don't have enough material reserves, don't start a war easily..."

The First Emperor suddenly stopped, turned his head, and took a deep look at him with some surprise.

"Why, is there anything strange about this? Take our Great Qin as an example. If we hadn't had a thorough and efficient farming system, practiced water conservancy, and encouraged production, we wouldn't have been able to sweep across the six countries and unify the world - fight, In the final analysis, it is about fighting the economy - the truth is there, no one can go to the battlefield with an empty stomach and fists..."

The First Emperor was really surprised this time.

Because of this reason, let alone a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, even some ministers in the court may not be able to think so clearly or explain it so clearly.

"This grandson of mine is truly amazing——"

The First Emperor shook his head, half jokingly, half with emotion.

"It's good that you know this. There are many things, so you can't be impatient. You have to take your time. Our Daqin stall is too big and the pace is too fast. Many places have not been adjusted yet. I used to be anxious because I was afraid I wouldn't have time. Now Ah, don’t be in a hurry…”

The First Emperor gently patted Zhao Ying on the shoulder.

"My eldest father will accompany you and do it slowly, just like back then, our Qin country slowly developed from a remote place through several generations to what it is today..."

Zhao Ying smiled and nodded.

"Okay, Dad, when the time comes when you become a general, I will be your vanguard—grandfather and grandson join forces and we will be invincible..."

When Emperor Shihuang heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"You brat, you think about fighting every day. You don't look like the eldest grandson of the emperor. It's outrageous..."

Having said this, he pointed at Zhao Ying casually.

"I think you just have nothing to do. From now on, go to General Wang's place early every day and learn the art of war for an hour, then quickly come to my place and help me with government affairs..."

Zhao Ying suddenly looked bitter.

"Father, I still need to train my troops..."

The First Emperor's eyes widened.

"Take time to practice by yourself! Besides, Wang Li, Xiong Hejing and others are helping you—"

As he said that, he kicked him hard with some displeasure.

"I think you just want to be lazy..."

Zhao Ying: ...