my grandfather was qin shi huang

Zhao Ying came up naturally, knelt down beside the First Emperor, reached out to take the memorial from the First Emperor, and looked at it carefully.

"Well, that's pretty much what it means - I think I can leave it to Dr. Chao Zhong to polish it a little, mainly to explain the purpose of this decree, which is to fulfill their requests and at the same time benefit every young person in the big family. Let more people appreciate the kindness of the great father and the imperial court..."

The First Emperor glanced at him with raised eyebrows, and suddenly laughed and cursed.

"You are the only one with the most clever ideas——"

After scolding, the First Emperor gently shook his head and pointed with a serious face.

"You can do it, but it's not necessary. Ying'er, you must remember that the first thing for a political country is to be grand and grand. Don't indulge in clever tricks. We just want to implement the order of favor. As for the other things, we should be at ease with our words and decorate our words. , it doesn’t help, sometimes it adds a lot of unnecessary annoyance and makes the court look petty..."

Zhao Ying was startled when he heard this, and immediately broke into a cold sweat.

What is the difference between what I just said and being both responsible and independent?

As an ordinary person, if you act both arrogant and independent, you will be disgusted by others. As a court, if you act both arrogant and established, how will the people of the world regard you?

Only then did he suddenly realize why in his previous life, the greater the time, the smaller the amount of information. Because many things don’t need explanation, they just need to be announced.

For example, the current order to extend grace can be announced to the whole world for implementation.

As for the rest, there is no need!

Zhao Ying stood up and bowed to the First Emperor honestly.

"Thank you, Dad, for your guidance..."

The First Emperor waved his hand indifferently.

"These are just small things that need to be measured. In the future, if you learn slowly, you will be able to master it naturally. The grace order you just mentioned is the real great wisdom..."

Zhao Ying felt ashamed for a rare moment.

After all, the great wisdom spoken by the First Emperor was just a copy of the wisdom of his predecessors. To be honest, apart from the inexplicable photographic memory and tyrannical body I had in this life, I was still just the ordinary boy in my previous life.

After thinking about this, he became more cautious and did not dare to be arrogant or self-righteous in the slightest.

Regardless of specific technologies, the wisdom of the ancients is no weaker than that of later generations. It is even a bit deeper and broader due to the limitations of their own technical means.

"After you go out today, please don't mention this matter, especially Emperor Sun Ying's suggestion about extending the grace order. I don't want there to be any rumors outside..."

The First Emperor looked at everyone in the hall with calm and profound eyes.

"I understand——"

Including the veteran general Wang Jian and the CRRC Commander Zhao Gao, everyone in the hall solemnly bowed and agreed.

Although the words of the First Emperor were spoken lightly, they were really deadly.

The last time, the First Emperor saw his left minister Li Si coming and going in a flourishing manner and thought it was too ostentatious. Unexpectedly, the words reached Li Si's ears the next day. Li Si was so frightened that he immediately reduced the honor guard for his coming and going.

So, the First Emperor slaughtered everyone present!

Today, the First Emperor gave a special warning. Who dares to take it lightly?

The old general Wang Jian found an excuse and bowed down. He was glad to be here today, but he also wished he hadn't come. As he walked along, his thoughts changed, and he didn't know whether he should be thankful or helpless.

The Wang family had been hiding for so many years, but they were still forcibly pulled into the whirlpool by the First Emperor.

In Zhangtai Palace.

Zhao Ying could only learn to handle government affairs from the First Emperor.

Basically, every time the First Emperor reviewed the memorial, he would ask Zhao Ying to draft a reply first, and then take it back and compare it with his own reply.

Even, sometimes, I have to break it apart and crush it carefully to give him some pointers.

Obviously, the presence of Zhao Ying delayed the progress of the First Emperor's review of memorials, but the First Emperor always looked calm and patient.

Only then did Zhao Ying understand what kind of heavy responsibility this gray-haired old man shouldered and how heavy his daily workload was. Because most of those memorials quoted scriptures and had their own thoughts, if you are not careful, you will fall into the trap of language.

It's not that officials from various places dared to set a trap for the First Emperor, but they all spoke from the standpoint of the areas under their jurisdiction. All they saw were the difficulties in their areas under their jurisdiction. Naturally, they tried their best to describe the problems encountered locally in their pen and ink. Strive to gain the approval and support of the court.

However, the First Emperor needed to consider the overall situation and make overall plans. Who should be allowed and who should not be allowed, who should go first and who should go second, or how much discount to make, all needed to be carefully considered.

To sort out the complex information and make the most appropriate judgment is a real test of one's mind and experience.

The First Emperor battled wits and courage with these people almost every day.

Seeing the First Emperor, who was only fifty years old, already with gray hair on his temples, and the deep fatigue between his brows, Zhao Ying suddenly felt a little ashamed of his stupidity.

If I could help handle some daily government affairs and give this old man a chance to breathe, would that be able to prevent his early physical collapse?

Thinking of this, I became more serious about learning.

Looking at Zhao Ying who became more and more devoted, a hint of unnoticeable relief flashed in the eyes of the First Emperor.

Although this child occasionally comes up with some rather childish ideas, he has an out-of-the-box temperament, flexible thinking, unconstrained and eclectic, and almost no rules in his eyes. He is really a good kid.

Compared with him, let alone his slightly mediocre eighteenth son Hu Hai, even the eldest son Fusu, who he had high hopes for, was not as good as him.

Fortunately, this body should still have some time.

Looking at Zhao Ying, who was leaning at the desk, frowning in thought from time to time, and learning to review memorials, the First Emperor's eyes became more and more profound and expectant.

Lunch was eaten at Zhangtai Palace.

Zhao Ying cooked himself and made a bowl of lean meat porridge for the First Emperor.

I fried leeks and eggs, and made a steamed fish that the First Emperor liked very much.

Seeing that the First Emperor's appetite was greatly increased and he ate a few more bites than usual, the smile on Zhao Ying's face became more and more obvious. During this period of time, following the First Emperor, he could feel that after he began to adjust the Emperor's diet in an interesting way, the Emperor's complexion was obviously much better than before.

Your body is getting better!

In Zhao Ying's view, this is an extremely positive signal.

If it were possible, he would like the First Emperor to live a long life, and he would be able to live comfortably as the eldest grandson of the Salted Fish Emperor for decades, just like the other protagonists who thought about lying down every day after time travel.

After eating, the First Emperor leaned on the small chair brought from Zhao Ying last time and closed his eyes to rest. Zhao Ying leaned over very consciously and gently helped the First Emperor's shoulders.

The look on the Emperor's face became more and more relaxed and comfortable.

When Hei, who came back from outside, saw this scene, he couldn't help but a smile of relief flashed in his eyes. Zhao Gao felt that if this continued, not to mention the [-]th Young Master Hu Hai, even himself would be in some danger.

Ouch, young master, you must be filial, don’t take my job——

I don't know if it was because Zhao Ying had slowed down his progress in the morning. After lunch this time, the First Emperor only took a short rest and then began to devote himself to reviewing the memorial.

After Zhao Ying said hello to the First Emperor, he was taken by Zhao Gao to the Royal Horse Prison to select war horses in person.

3000 people, one person and two horses, is not a small number.

Although he knew that the people below did not dare to fool him, Zhao Ying still decided to go and see for himself.

……

"The Royal Horse Supervisor Zhang Han has seen the CRRC Order -"

It was much more convenient to have Zhao Gao following him, and he directly found the supervisor in charge of the Royal Horse Supervisor.

Looking at the tall man in front of him, with a somewhat honest face and a respectful demeanor, Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Is this Zhang Han who tried to save the world in the late Qin Dynasty?

With a group of prisoners from Lishan, they defeated the rebels from all walks of life, and successively attacked the Chu army Tian Zang, Li Gui, Deng Shuo, Wu Xu and other troops, and approached Chen County, the capital of Chu State, killing Cai Ci of Zhu State. , General Zhang He, Zhang Han who forced Chu King Chen Sheng to flee in embarrassment!

In the end, Zhang Han even drove Zhao Wangxie to a dead end and almost extinguished the Qin Dynasty's war.

Nowadays, he is still just a supervisor in the Yuma Supervisory District——

Zhao Ying's eyes almost glowed green when he looked at Zhang Han.

Just when Zhao Ying looked at Zhang Han and his eyes flashed, Zhao Gao had already introduced his identity with a serious expression.

"I accompanied the emperor's eldest grandson here to choose a war horse. I have not yet met the emperor's eldest grandson..."

Zhao Gao glanced at this talent that he deliberately suppressed and reserved for the Eighteenth Young Master, with a cold and indifferent look on his face.

"My subordinate Zhang Han has met the emperor's eldest grandson——"

Zhang Han looked respectful and stepped forward to salute again. However, although his face was calm, he was a little uneasy in his heart because he always felt that the emperor's eldest grandson looked at him with something wrong.

Zhao Ying didn't know that he had almost frightened the general who would later become famous. He tried his best to show a friendly smile and nodded slightly at Zhang Han.

"In this case, I will bother Zhang Jiancheng..."

Zhao Ying just came out from the First Emperor's side, holding the champion general's token and the First Emperor's warrant. Zhao Gao was also carrying it himself, so Zhang Han naturally did not dare to neglect.

He personally helped Zhao Ying select [-] war horses.

Looking at the group of fat and strong horses in front of him, Zhao Ying could not help but reveal a hint of joy in his eyes. This will be his family fortune from now on.

"Zhang Jiancheng is indeed a talented person. These war horses are well raised..."

Zhao Ying smiled and complimented casually, then looked at Zhang Han who was bowing to thank him, and gave instructions calmly.

"Then please ask Zhang Jiancheng to send it to me personally——"

"promise--"

The emperor's grandson personally gave the order, so Zhang Han naturally had no room to refuse and quickly bowed to accept the order.

Looking at Zhang Han, who was greeting the men and personally escorting the horses, Zhao Ying couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth, revealing an imperceptible smile.

This time I really found a treasure.

He did not expect that Zhang Han, who would become famous in later generations, would be hiding in such an inconspicuous location.

Thousands of troops are easy to get and one general is hard to find.

Zhang Han is really a talented person who can be a general.

Although he would not lower himself to the point of searching for so-called talents all over the world, there was no reason not to accept anyone who came to his door. After all, these are all talented people proven by history.

So, seeing Zhang Han bringing his men to deliver the war horses, he turned around and went to Zhangtai Palace.

"Uncle, when I went to challenge the horses just now, I found the chief of the horse-riding supervisor quite pleasing to my eye. Why don't you assign him to me? I really need someone who knows how to raise horses..."

Zhao Ying went straight to the point and asked for someone. The First Emperor waved his hand impatiently without even raising his head.

"If you want to, just stay. Such a small thing is worth coming back to bother me..."

Zhao Ying left happily.

Zhao Gaoyuan was left in a mess.

That was a talent I had reserved for the Eighteenth Young Master for a long time. For this reason, I deliberately suppressed Zhang Han for a period of time and asked him to stay in the Royal Horse Prison for a period of time. As a result, the Eighteenth Young Master also No movement, no one here——

"The emperor's eldest grandson, that Zhang Han has an arrogant temperament, and his reputation is not very good. Otherwise, I have a talent here who is very good at raising horses. Why not recommend him to you, lest Zhang Han loses his temper one day? , bumped into you..."

Zhao Ying glanced at Zhao Gao and cupped his hands with a smile.

"Thank you, CRRC, for your concern, but it's okay. I just like to tame such stubborn donkeys with their own personalities..."

Zhao Gao: ...

Watching Zhao Ying walk away, Zhao Gao felt a breath in his heart and almost choked it.

There is such a person!

Forget it, the emperor's eldest grandson didn't know Zhang Han's talent anyway. Zhang Han would probably just be a horse-raising clerk there, and he would just poach people back when he had time.

When Zhao Ying arrived at the recruit camp, Zhang Han was busy going through the handover procedures with Wang Li.

Zhao Ying walked over with a smile and patted Zhang Han on the shoulder.

"Okay, I said hello to His Majesty and transferred you here, so you don't have to go back in the future——"

Zhang Han: ...

I just went out to see off the war horses, and also sent myself out?

But looking at the warrant in Zhao Ying's hand, he could only silently accept this reality. However, when I thought about raising horses in this small recruit camp, a trace of unwillingness flashed through my heart.

"However, I think you are tall and strong, so you should have a lot of strength. It would be a pity to raise horses. Stop raising horses. From now on, you can train with these new recruits of mine. If you make contributions in the future, you will not be able to repay them." I can win a chance to be my wife and my son..."

"promise--"

No matter how unwilling Zhang Han was, he could only bow his head and accept the order.

Now it's better, even the supervisor has been fucked, and he has been reduced to a new recruit in a new camp. If he says that he is not disappointed, he must be deceiving himself.

Zhao Ying didn't explain either.

He knew what he was doing, and even if he explained, he wouldn't be able to convince such people. After all, he was just a recruit camp with only [-] recruits, so how much future could it give him.

But it doesn’t matter whether you take it personally or not, as long as the person is there!

Since Zhang Han arrived late, Zhao Ying directly assigned Zhang Han to Wang Li's staff and asked him to be responsible for making up for his homework in the past few days.

So, Zhang Han, who was about to start from scratch as a new recruit, soon became stupid.

He looked at the "Six Tao" in his hand, and then looked at the recruits everywhere around him who were reciting the "Six Tao" and busy with matters at hand. He almost suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

Is this a recruit camp?

Does everyone learn the art of war?

It wasn't until Wang Li yelled and scolded him that he woke up from a dream and opened the bamboo slips in a daze.

Bamboo slips are rare. Other recruits get one scroll per battalion. Zhang Han was able to get one scroll, which was actually Wang Li's special care.

After all, he was the supervisor of the Royal Horse Prison before, so he couldn't really be treated like an ordinary recruit.

Zhang Han didn't come back to his senses all afternoon.

Because everything about this military camp is a little different.

Not only did everyone have to learn the art of war, there was not even the common archery, horse riding, and shooting, as well as the coordinated training of various arms. The entire afternoon was spent standing in a military posture, shouting slogans, practicing formation, walking in unison, running, standing at attention, and taking a break. …

Different from ordinary recruits, the more Zhang Han saw it, the more novel he felt. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that these seemingly ordinary and unusual trainings had far-reaching meanings and were quite consistent with the way of training soldiers.

When he heard that these strange requirements and training were all done by the seemingly incomprehensible emperor's eldest grandson, he fell silent.

No one knew what this newcomer was thinking, but this training became more and more serious and serious, and he quickly caught up with the rhythm and got on the right track.

Many people felt a hint of admiration.

……

Although he wanted to train these new recruits as soon as possible, in the middle of the afternoon, Zhao Ying waved his hand and gave everyone a holiday.

After all, except for a few people in Zhang Handu, these are still underage children.

The New Year is coming soon, so it might not be a bad thing for them to go home for a short time with their loved ones and relax their spirits.

However, due to Zhao Ying's grace, when these people came, they came on foot, and when they returned, they were each paired with a tall horse.

Each of these young men suddenly had a war horse of his own, and Zhao Ying had paid his military salary in advance. When they left, their waists were straight.

Zhang Han did not leave, but directly applied to stay in the military camp.

He has not yet married, so he is alone in Xianyang and has nowhere to go. Besides, there are still [-] war horses in the new barracks. They cannot really be left unattended, so it is most appropriate for him to stay.

Zhao Ying smiled and nodded to him. Before leaving, he called the steward of Zhuangzi and gave a few instructions in a low voice before riding away on the Dawan horse rewarded by the First Emperor.

Although the Hexi Corridor has not been conquered yet, it does not mean that Da Qin is completely isolated from the Western Regions. As the First Emperor, it was not too difficult to get a few good horses from the Western Regions.

Since the recruit camp was set up near the farm, it was not too far from Fusu Mansion.

When Zhao Ying returned to his house, it was not too late.

However, he was already hungry, and the kitchen manager Zeng, who was familiar with his daily routine, had already prepared a sumptuous extra meal. Zhao Ying ate while listening to Zeng's report.

It turns out that the greenhouse he requested has been built. This afternoon, the servants who went to the mountains to collect mushrooms and fungus also came back, and brought back a lot of rotten wood and soil, waiting for his instructions.

When Zhao Ying heard this, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on his face.

This is related to my taste this winter.

Although he does not pursue extravagance and lust, as a time traveler, it would be really uncomfortable if he didn't see any green for a whole winter.

If conditions permit, he is still willing to slightly improve his food. When I traveled through time, I wasn’t looking for abuse, so there was no need to treat myself harshly.

After finishing the extra meal, he, led by Zeng, went to the corner of the back garden to look at his simple greenhouse in person.

Since there is no plastic film, he can only build a fire pit on the ground, and then build a half wall, using bamboo to support an arc-shaped frame, and on top of the frame, he plans to lay a layer of straw thatch.

In winter, cover it at night and open it at noon.

There is an underground kang, which can ensure the normal growth of those vegetables. The only regret is that there are still very few varieties of vegetables, but it is better than nothing. It is better than nothing.

In the winter of this era, it was not that there were no vegetables at all, but most of these vegetables grew near hot springs. Not to mention ordinary people, even the First Emperor rarely had a chance to eat them.

Therefore, if you want to eat well, you still have to do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

After seeing the greenhouse that had been built, Zhao Ying went to the backyard to look at the wood and soil that people had brought back. Because of his instructions, these servants were particularly careful when collecting mushrooms and fungus, leaving the roots behind.

Zhao Ying personally directed these things to be moved carefully to the wing room that had been prepared long ago. Someone had already arranged for a fire pit to be laid in the side room. Of course, he was not so extravagant as to burn firewood for his stuttering, but was preparing to burn briquettes.

The price of briquettes in this era is so low that it doesn't cost much to burn in one winter. Besides, you don't have to spend money to burn coal yourself. Uncle Hu Hai is there to supply it for free.

When he thought of this, Zhao Ying felt that as the Chinese New Year was approaching, he seemed like he should visit the uncles who stayed in Chang'an. Speaking of which, although the Great Qin royal family did not leave many talents, it was not that they were left alone.

In addition to the famous eighteenth uncle Hu Hai, who accomplished the feat of killing my whole family, there are also the brave generals, Gongzi Gao, who has a simple and honest temperament and pays special attention to his relatives, and Zi Ying, who has left a strong mark in history.

Especially Ziying, after being made King of Qin by Zhao Gao, he successfully killed Zhao Gao in just five days. He was quite brave and courageous, and he should be a decisive person.

If you want to make a difference in this era, you should make good use of it.

After arranging these trivial matters, Zhao Ying returned to the martial arts field in the back garden.

Sit-ups, push-ups, horizontal bar, 3000-meter sprint obstacle course.

Then he held the Changge, his eyes slightly flickered, and he suddenly flashed back to today's battle with Li Shu.

Although he won, he knew it in his heart. It was because his riding skills had improved greatly due to the high bridge saddle and stirrups, and he had caught others by surprise. Coupled with his abnormal reaction ability and strength, otherwise, based on just a single theory, he would have won. In terms of attack skills, people still throw themselves at a disadvantage.

While Zhao Ying recalled Li Shu's every move at that time, he carefully gestured with the Chang Ge in his hand, carefully appreciating the beauty of this Ge. The more you taste, the better you feel.

"This must be the method taught by General Li Xin. Maybe I can come and ask for advice in person..."

When he thought of this, a strange light flashed in Zhao Ying's eyes.

It's not that he deliberately ignores such talents, but Li Xin is too low-key nowadays. If it weren't for meeting Li Shu, he wouldn't even remember that there is such a person in Xianyang City.

Except for a few glorious battles in his youth, this man almost disappeared completely in the later history of Great Qin. This is why Zhao Ying subconsciously ignored him.

Because, in the period of history that Zhao Ying is familiar with, there are Xiang Yu, Liu Bang, Zhang Han, and countless familiar names, but only Gen Li Xin's name is missing.

Like a dazzling trend in Da Qin, he disappeared directly.

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