my grandfather was qin shi huang

While Zhao Ying was leading his recruits, gritting their teeth and training hard under the late autumn sunshine, the First Emperor was walking leisurely among the pavilions and pavilions of Zhangtai Palace.

Behind him were Hei, who followed him like a shadow, and Zhao Gao, the commander of the CRRC who followed suit and followed him respectfully.

"I heard that the Zhuo clan once studied under Ou Yezi, a famous swordsmith, and asked the most skilled swordsman among his clan to come to Xianyang immediately to make a custom-made weapon for the emperor Sun Ying. What materials are needed? The government allocates..."

"promise--"

Hei was not surprised at all by this order. When he was at the eldest son's house, he knew that His Majesty had this idea. He said it now after he came back, obviously because he wanted to surprise the emperor's eldest grandson.

The First Emperor said to forget about such trivial matters, and then turned around and asked about other matters.

"Any changes in the counties in Guanzhong..."

"The connections are more frequent than in the past. Some nobles who have lost their titles and fiefdoms have begun to make some small moves, causing riots in various places, and even spreading rumors that are unfavorable to His Majesty. However, there are no obvious changes. Only in Wuzhong County, the situation is There seems to be something unusual..."

As Hei walked, he reported the situation reported from various places.

"Wuzhong?"

The First Emperor couldn't help but frown slightly.

"I remember that Yin Tong was guarding there - something went wrong..."

"No, on the contrary, it was too peaceful. Our people went there and couldn't find any problems - I think the situation is not normal..."

Hei frowned and expressed his speculation.

"I am preparing to send more manpower to go to Wuzhong to investigate..."

The First Emperor nodded slightly and threw the matter aside. The remnants of the Six Kingdoms are like bugs in the gutter. From time to time they want to make some small moves in private, but they can't achieve anything big.

"Let the county guards from all over the country prepare to survive the winter and keep out the cold..."

As the First Emperor walked, he casually made various arrangements before the New Year.

Zhao Gao, the commander of the Zhongche Mansion who followed behind, followed suit, pricking up his ears and not daring to forget every command of the First Emperor. These instructions will later be distributed to all counties in the world through his hands.

This made him dare not slack off in the slightest, for fear of making any mistakes.

"Recently, doctors from various schools of thought seem to be waiting to see what's going on with Chunyu Yue. They've become much quieter..."

Hei knew what the First Emperor was thinking, and methodically introduced the First Emperor to the recent trends among the people in Xianyang City.

Hearing this, the First Emperor in front seemed to remember something, stopped, frowned and looked at Zhao Gao who was following behind him holding a pile of memorials.

"Chun Yuyue and his friends, have there been any changes recently..."

"Back to Your Majesty, they have recently built a house by the stream in the west of the city, and rumors have spread that they are writing books and giving lectures here. They want to imitate Confucius in his time, recruit many disciples, and teach all kinds of people - —Tomorrow, there should be a lecture hosted by Chun Yuyue himself..."

When the First Emperor heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

After thinking for a while, he ordered calmly.

"Let's make arrangements. I will leave the palace incognito tomorrow to see what new things he, a contemporary Confucian talker, can come up with..."

"promise--"

Zhao Gao, the commander of the CRRC Mansion, and Hei, the general manager of Heibingtai, took their orders in a deep voice.

"By the way, does the owner of that letter have any clues? Such a talent must not be allowed to live among the people. If he is found, he can be the teacher of the emperor Sun Ying. The child has reached the age of studying, but recently he has... My disciple’s thoughts are all on military matters, which is not appropriate..."

It was probably the incident between Chunyu Yue and Fu Su that made the First Emperor pay special attention and caution to finding a teacher for Zhao Ying. Although there were many knowledgeable people in the court, no one was more in line with his thoughts than the person who wrote that letter.

"Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, Dharma, Ming Dynasty, military, Yin and Yang, and Zongheng are all related to the development of the people, and the ways of each family are all the help of the king and the means of raising the people."

My grandson should learn this kind of imperial art!

"Your Majesty, I already have an idea. The kind of fabric that the letter is written on is from Shaofu Xiwei. It is quite expensive and is rarely purchased by ordinary people. I have asked someone to search for it according to the picture. I believe that the fabric on which the letter is written will be found soon. The person who writes the letter..."

Upon hearing this, the First Emperor nodded with satisfaction.

"That's good. After the New Year, I'll give the emperor Sun Ying a little surprise -"

A smile couldn't help but appear on Hei's face, and he agreed.

"I guess the young master will look sad after hearing this news..."

The First Emperor couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"That brat just likes to be lazy, so we should find him a great teacher and discipline him properly..."

Zhao Gao couldn't help but feel heavier after listening to the conversation between the monarch and his ministers.

Your Majesty really attaches too much importance to the eldest emperor, Sun Ying, and I am afraid it is not a blessing for the Eighteenth Young Master and himself.

I don’t know what the eldest son will do after receiving the letter from the eighteenth son. He should be able to go straight up and give advice to His Majesty.

After all, the Eighteenth Young Master's letter had already introduced the turmoil in various places in such a careful and considerate manner.

……

boot camp.

Following Zhao Ying's dismissal, many people collapsed on the ground on the spot.

Unexpectedly, this military posture would be so frustrating. Compared with this, everyone suddenly felt that the original study was better.

Suddenly, many people missed the time when they desperately endorsed it.

Unfortunately, I can't go back.

Now, they not only have to train, but also have to work overtime to endorse. But instead of reciting the military merit code, I changed it to the Six Tao.

However, the dinner was still very sumptuous.

At home, I can only satisfy my craving for mutton during New Years and holidays. Visible to the naked eye, there is a thick layer of oily smell floating in the vegetable soup.

I couldn't stop eating each one.

Even the pain of standing in a military posture feels less unbearable.

The only thing that gives them a headache is that the requirements for endorsement have become more stringent. If they cannot memorize the required content every night, they are not allowed to sleep.

"Don't be ignorant of your blessings. Do you know that what we are holding in our hands now are all art of war? Even when we were in the clan, without the permission of our elders, we couldn't even take a look at it. , now put it here for us to watch as much as we want..."

The thin disciple looked at the complaining friends around him with hatred.

"If the elders in the clan knew that we don't cherish our blessings, they would probably be beaten to death..."

"When have you ever heard that soldiers can get such good treatment? Not only do they get meat every meal, but they also have military books to read - why does the general want us to be soldiers? This is clearly giving us good luck. I think we want to Developed…”

Chen Sheng, a tough-headed man, glared at the group of friends in front of him, rarely bragging.

"Recite it quickly, recite it quickly - whoever dares to delay my endorsement again, be careful I will kick him..."

Listening to the words of Chen Sheng and his disciples in the new barracks, they couldn't help but secretly nodded in shock.

No wonder my young master asked me to pay more attention to these two people. He was indeed quite clever.

Well, let’s select them to go to the scout camp tomorrow!

……

As for Zhao Ying, after training, he had dinner with the new recruits and then went directly back home. When eating, he only eats a small amount as a token of his appetite. If he eats freely, all the recruits who eat together will be hungry.

So, when I returned to my house, I cooked another twenty kilograms of mutton without saying a word, and then I breathed a sigh of relief.

I don’t know how long this abnormal situation will last.

After dinner, he returned to his study and continued to polish his "Forging the Soul of the Army". He spent the day spending time with these new recruits. He had some ideas and some slight changes.

He wants to record these subtle thoughts in detail. This kind of thing must be down-to-earth and simple in order to have real vitality.

He doesn't want to take anything for granted.

After polishing "Forging the Soul of the Army", my stomach was almost digested, so I went to the back garden to continue to exercise my body and strengthen my strength. Although I can't regard this as the only thing like before, I still have to persist if I can exercise.

As for whether it would delay the improvement of physical fitness, he didn't care.

After all, whether it is the art of war or military training, it is very important to me. Just relying on your own bravery, even if you are covered in iron, cannot change the outcome.

I just hope that this impact will not be too great.

……

Shang County.

A simple courtyard.

Meng Tian was sitting on his knees in front of the eldest son Fusu with a worried look on his face.

Compared with before, the young master's face was a little less sharp and a little more calm, tempered by the wind and sand of Shangjun, but the look in his eyes was more determined.

"Young Master is now retreating to Shangjun. It's time to hide your strength and bide your time. Why bother to get angry with the [-]th Young Master, discuss government affairs and offend His Majesty..."

Fusu picked up the teapot and poured Meng Tian a cup of tea himself.

"General, you are too worried. I am not angry with the eighteenth brother, but I think what the eighteenth brother said is quite reasonable. As a son of a man, how can I close my eyes and listen and pretend not to know just because I retreat to Shangjun? Matters in the DPRK? Even if the eighteenth brother does not write a letter to accuse me, I am still going to submit this memorandum today..."

Having said this, Fusu looked solemn on his face.

"A gentleman who is polite will be harmonious on the outside but without resentment on the inside. All things are old and benevolent. Now that His Majesty is rich all over the world, he should be more benevolent and abandon harsh government and tyranny in order to appease the world..."

"The four seas are in turmoil and the people's hearts are not surrendered. This is because our Qin Dynasty has more than enough force but not enough virtue. If we want to win the hearts of the people and stabilize the world, we should cultivate virtue widely and apply benevolent government to all people..."

Meng Tian looked at the eloquent eldest son, and a trace of deep worry flashed in his eyes. But he knew that the eldest son had a kind heart and a strong will, and it was absolutely impossible to listen to his advice on such a big matter of right and wrong.

In the end, it could only turn into a helpless sigh.

"Since His Majesty has decided to rotate the garrison in different places, I think there will be a transfer order in the near future. In order not to involve you, I have entrusted the military post to deliver this memorial. As for you, please help me when you go back this time. Bring a letter from the family—"

Speaking of this, Fusu couldn't help but think of his filial son, with a smile on his face. Mi Ji wrote home some time ago, saying that the child was sensible, motivated, and had become quite responsible, which comforted him deeply.

Meng Tian silently took Fusu's family letter and carefully stuffed it into his arms.

"Eldest Young Master, take care—"

Fusu nodded and smiled, his expression calm and composed.

A gentleman has something to do and something not to do. How can he hold back because of personal misfortunes?

Outside the gate, Meng Tian and Fu Su said goodbye.

Just when Meng Tian was about to leave, an army lieutenant colonel walked over quickly.

"My lord, Mr. Chunyu Yue has asked a passing merchant to bring you a letter..."

Unlike Fusu, who could borrow military inns, Chunyu Yue no longer had a post in the court, so if he wanted to write letters, he had to rely on private transmission methods. It took more than 20 days to reach here, which is considered fast.

Meng Tian couldn't help but stop.

Fusu couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face, thanked him, took the letter from the captain, and opened it eagerly on the spot.

Mr. Chun Yuyue's letter is a rolled-up bamboo slip, sealed with vermilion lacquer on the outside.

It's quite heavy in your hand.

Fusu unfolded it and took a look, his eyes lit up instantly.

Because this letter is different from the past. There is no politeness or pleasantries. It starts with a line of big characters that shocks the heart.

"Set up your mind for the heaven and earth, set up your destiny for the life and the people, follow the sages of the past, and create peace for the world!"

The First Emperor was not around, otherwise he would have discovered that this was the letter he had asked people to track down.

"Sir, your talents and learning have become more and more advanced..."

This line of writing made him feel enlightened, and he felt that everything in the past was like a ray of sunshine in the fog, and all the confusing places suddenly became clear.

Fusu felt that these few words spoke to his heart, and he couldn't help but admire them. But as he looked at it, something seemed wrong in his eyes.

His brows were furrowed, and his expression became darker and more inexplicable.

Seeing that Fusu stood stunned and lost his mind after reading the letter, Meng Tian couldn't help but stepped forward and expressed concern.

"Sir, what's wrong, are you okay..."

Fusu shook his head blankly.

Mr. Chunyu Yue, whom he regarded as his life mentor, suddenly underwent a big change, which caused Fusu's unwavering life creed to be shaken suddenly.

But is Mr. wrong?

To establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a destiny for the living and the people, to carry forward the unique knowledge of the past saints, and to create peace for all generations. How could such a creed and pursuit be wrong?

Are you wrong then?

If you are wrong, what does your past behavior mean?

And the memorial that is about to be sent out...

Thinking of this, he suddenly trembled.

"Come on, hurry up, go to the inn and get the memorial from me!"

Meng Tian was surprised and happy when he heard this.

Although he didn't know what Chun Yuyue said to the eldest son in the letter, it would be great if he could get the eldest son to take back the memorial!

At this time, he never wanted the eldest son to rashly anger the First Emperor again.

After all, the old father at home and the younger brother who is in the court have written letters one after another in the past few days, telling me to be optimistic about the eldest son and not to let him do anything to offend His Majesty again, so as not to ruin the young master's hard work. The great situation created has hindered the young master..."

Is the eldest son holding back the younger one?

But unfortunately, for some reason, both his old father and brother Meng Yi were vague and refused to go into details. Obviously, they were afraid that their words would spread to the ears of the eldest son and ruin the "situation" of the younger master.

But what situation can the young master create?

Isn't that just a child who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a somewhat quiet and shy temperament?

PS: If it’s not suitable to be separated, just combine it into one.