my grandfather was qin shi huang

Just when Zhao Ying was thinking about whether he should take advantage of this period before the year to take the time to visit the legendary general of Da Qin.

General Li Xin's mansion.

study.

Veteran general Wang Jian was sitting opposite Li Xin.

"Since General Youcheng values ​​​​the young master so much, why not come forward and teach him directly? And in my opinion, compared to me, whether it is martial arts or military art, you are the most suitable person to teach the young master..."

After hearing this, Li Xin smiled bitterly.

"An old general, who has been victorious in every attack and battle throughout his life, and who has always been prudent and thoughtful in his actions and tactics, is truly the most suitable candidate. I believe he is just a sinner, so what qualifications do he have to teach other people's children?"

Looking at Li Xin who looked lonely, Wang Jian couldn't help but sigh. The high-spirited young man who dared to challenge him on the spot and want to compete with him disappeared, leaving only the depressed man in front of him, who was already tired at a young age and had gray hair on his temples.

Wang Jian put down the tea cup in his hand and looked at the former young genius in front of him sincerely.

"The defeat back then was not a crime of war. If Lord Changping hadn't suddenly rebelled and cut off your retreat, with your talents, even if the attack on Chu would not be as smooth as imagined, it would definitely not be a complete defeat. The situation..."

Li Xin's eyes moved for a moment, but they were immediately covered up by his deep depression.

"It's because I couldn't make a plan. If I hadn't spoken out loud at that time, and wanted to compete with the old general out of youthful enthusiasm, I would have been more prudent and thought more about my retreat like the old general. I definitely wouldn't have done it. Just like back then, letting 10,000+ brothers who followed me die in a foreign country also betrayed His Majesty's trust..."

Wang Jian shook his head.

"Actually, Your Majesty understood back then that it was not all your fault, so he gave you many opportunities to perform. It's just that you refused to let yourself go. These wasted years have truly failed His Majesty... "

Having said this, the old general stood up holding a few cases.

"Your Majesty recently obtained the young master's map and intends to plot the Western Region. This is your chance to wash away the shame of the past and repay His Majesty's deep kindness——"

Having said this, the old general turned around and looked at Li Xin, who was looking astonished.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun filtered through the window lattice and shone on Li Xin's white hair on the temples, making his face look a bit blurry, while the white hair on the temples became more dazzling.

"I came here today not because I feel sorry for the passing of the talented young man from Da Qin, but because what you have learned makes you the most suitable mentor for the young master..."

In the shadow of the sun, the expression on Li Xin's face could not be seen, but his voice finally had a slight fluctuation.

"My method of warfare is to fight fiercely and dangerously. I often rely on my vigor to seize a glimmer of life in the face of certain death. Therefore, although I often achieve miraculous feats, once I encounter setbacks, I will easily fall into crisis. This is not a method that a noble person should have. , so although I asked my little girl to secretly teach her the art of fighting on the battlefield in the name of a challenge, I dare not talk about military matters..."

Having said this, Li Xin stood up, holding on to several cases, with a sad tone.

"Even if Xin is willing to teach, I'm afraid he won't be able to pass His Majesty's test..."

Wang Jian was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then nodded gently.

"You don't have to worry about this, I will go and advise His Majesty..."

Looking at the carriage of the old general Wang Jian slowly leaving, outside the palace gate, Li Xin held a long sword at his waist, bowed slowly, and bowed to the end.

"I know today that the old general's mind is as big as the sea, and I realize that all the things I did in the past were vain and vain, which made me laugh at the magnanimity..."

The autumn wind has passed and the New Year is coming.

In front of the Li Mansion, the former young genius' voice was inaudible, but his waist slowly straightened up, and there was a rare vitality in his steps.

……

Recruit camp.

Although it was a holiday, it was a military camp after all, and there were still some logistics personnel, including several young men from Mei County, who were willing to stay on duty.

Of course, this also includes homeless Zhang Han.

He rubbed his stomach and put down the bamboo slips in his hands. Although he had seen this military book before, he always gained new insights after reading it several times.

However, it was getting late, but we couldn't miss the meal.

He stood up and was thinking about going to the kitchen to eat. As soon as he walked to the eating place, he saw the steward of the village, leading his servants, carrying several steaming burdens, smiling happily. Come step by step.

"Thank you for your hard work. The young master has specially asked me to give you some food and wine to relieve your fatigue..."

That's a delicacy that comes from the recipe of Chang Gongzi's stew.

There is a mellow and fragrant smell coming from a distance, making people's index fingers twitch. Zhang Han couldn't help but reveal a strange color on his face. Although every New Year's sacrifice, some meat and wine would always be passed down from the top, but when it came to the lower level, there were basically very few, and the only thing left was a touch of oil.

However, here, it is so big. Looking at the portion, these people left behind, even if they eat with open stomachs, there may be some leftover.

What kind of magical benefit is this?

Seeing him acting foolishly, an old soldier in charge of logistics next to him couldn't help but smile and give him a hand.

"You're new here, why are you being stupid and eating it quickly? Although we usually eat meat here three times a day, fine wine like this is rare. You can't even think of eating even half of it... …”

After saying that, he happily stepped forward to receive the meal with a bowl in hand.

Zhang Han just woke up from a dream and followed him with his rice bowl.

Looking at the faces of the soldiers around them who were happy but not surprised, it was obvious that the scene before them was not unusual. What surprised him the most was that although the Shangguan had given him food and wine, few of them drank freely. Many people only drank a symbolic bowl and then consciously declined the steward's offer to add more wine. .

Seeing Zhang Han looking at him in surprise, a man who looked a few years older than him smiled honestly and reminded him.

"Don't look at it. This fine wine is rare, but is it comparable to the opportunity here? You can drink a little, but don't drink too much. When you go back later, you have to recite the art of war - we stayed here voluntarily for these reasons. , who doesn’t have this intention yet——”

After all, Zhang Han came all the way from the bottom, and he understood clearly when he heard this.

He already knows that not only is the training in this military camp unique, but the study of military art is also very strict on weekdays, and there will also be assessments after the year.

Those from better-off families were taught by the elders of the clan. They had read a few books on weekdays and knew some words. They even heard the elders talk about the art of war and impart some battlefield experience.

But not everyone has such an opportunity.

The same goes for the Mengxi Baisan clan. After all, the family is big, and it is not a charity hall. There are always areas that cannot be taken care of. What's more, some of the people Zhao Ying recruited are not from the Mengxi Baisan clan. , the situation is even worse.

Now that I have seen the benefits of this new military camp, even if I still don't understand what it means, I still have a sense of urgency. If I fail the assessment, wouldn't I miss such a good opportunity?

Therefore, many people are celebrating the New Year but still choose to stay and work overtime to catch up on their art of war lessons.

Zhang Han held his rice bowl, smiled and thanked the friendly man, and his understanding of this new recruit camp was unknowingly heightened.

Even the ordinary soldiers and even the logistics personnel who stayed behind worked hard to learn the art of war - once such an army grows...

For the first time, Zhang Han felt that it might not be a chance that he was brought here by the Emperor Sun Xin with such a stroke!

……

Zhao Ying didn't care about the thoughts of talents like Zhang Han, as long as he had them in his hands. What's wrong with the twisted melon? If you keep it for a few more days, it will quench your thirst and taste just as sweet.

Anyway, he doesn't expect that others will accept him and bow to him when he shakes his body, or that if he draws a big pie, others will work for him wholeheartedly.

Before you can provide a future for others, just pull them over first. This is a military camp. Who dares to be a deserter until the Qin Dynasty is destroyed?

So, after he returned, he put the matter behind him.

After dinner, while digesting the food, I drew the general structure of the rocking chair for later generations. Seeing that there were no major flaws, he turned around and called the craftsmen from the house.

While making gestures, he briefly talked about the use of the chair, and then left it to the craftsmen in the house.

The structure of the rocking chair is not complicated. The key point is to be able to rock without losing balance, so that people can relax the body and gain a sense of pleasure at the same time.

Of course, it is said that this thing can also lower blood pressure, slow down breathing, and even exercise.

He didn't know if it had this effect. Anyway, he had one in his previous life. He felt that this thing was really good for relaxing. It could be made to allow the First Emperor to relax a little and relieve his body during his busy schedule. Then Even if the goal is achieved.

After painting the rocking chair, Zhao Ying went to the back garden as usual.

Although the New Year is approaching, he actually doesn't have any feeling of celebrating the New Year in his heart. The Spring Festival in October makes him a little confused.

As for the idea of ​​enjoying the Spring Festival by himself without driving anything else, he had no such idea. Instead of caring about this, he would rather work out his body honestly and learn more life-saving skills.

Seeing Zhao Ying, who was meticulously training hard on the martial arts field, and Xiong Hejing, who followed him back to his house, they couldn't help but look at each other.

This young master's self-discipline is intimidating.

Even in Black Ice Terrace, they had never seen anyone with such level of self-discipline.

And they didn't know if it was an illusion, but they always felt that this young master seemed to be taller than before. They didn't know when it started, but when they got a little closer, they had to raise their heads slightly to see him.

Zhao Ying is also very helpless, because his days have really grown longer. Some time ago, he was still over 1.8 meters tall, and now he has reached 1.9 meters...

The clothes on my body are too small again.

But for this, when Mi Ji tried on Zhao Ying's new clothes in the morning, she was very happy and felt that her child was becoming more and more powerful.

After coming out of the back garden, Zhao Ying made a special detour to the backyard to look at several rooms where mushrooms and fungus were grown. He didn't know what these things were like, but he just knew generally that these kinds of things probably need warmth and moisture. environment of.

Therefore, he asked his servants to deliberately control the general temperature in the room, sprinkle some water from time to time, and even throw away some rotten leaves.

There are differences in several rooms, so it’s just an experiment.

On the other side of the greenhouse, a few rows of leeks and some okra have been planted. As for other things, there is nothing to plant. We can only wait to collect some seeds from the Western Regions.

After wandering around for a while, I returned to the study and continued reading.

But what I read today are some works that record the local customs, people, mountains and scenery of various places in the Qin Dynasty. After studying and handling government affairs with the First Emperor for a day, he felt that his top priority was to understand this era first, rather than delve into any knowledge.

Learning cannot save the Qin Dynasty.

……

After a whole day of work, when we came out of Zhangtai Palace, the sky had turned dark, and even Zhao Gao, who was always in good health, felt a little tired.

However, he did not return to his own house. Instead, he whispered to the groom and turned around and went to the residence of the [-]th Young Master Hu Hai.

"Young Master, the Zhang Han I mentioned a few days ago was taken away by Young Master Ying..."

Zhao Gao felt a little regretful when he thought of this.

That Zhang Han is really capable. If he can come over, he will definitely be a great help to the Eighteenth Young Master, and he will be hundreds of times more powerful than the disciples he has recruited.

"Who? Zhang Han?"

Hu Hai was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that there was such a person, and Zhao Gao had recommended him to him.

At this time, when he suddenly heard that Zhao Ying was asking him to leave, he felt a little regretful in his heart, but he ran aside in an instant. He was just a supervisor of the Royal Horse Prison, and he was not a great talent. He just wanted to leave. It’s time to leave, no big deal.

However, he took a look at Zhao Gao's face and comforted him.

"Don't worry, Master, he's not a great person. If Master really thinks highly of him, I'll go back and tell Zhao Ying to come back..."

Zhao Gao didn't feel like saying anything else, so he just nodded silently, but there was no hope in his heart.

Judging from his contact with the emperor's eldest grandson during this period, if the [-]th Young Master doesn't want him, there may be some hope. If he wants him, there is a high probability that he will take it seriously and will not let him go.

Therefore, he wisely changed the subject.

"Young Master seems to be very busy recently?"

When Hu Hai heard Zhao Gao ask about this, his eyes couldn't help but feel excited, but there was a hint of humility on his face, and he waved his hand lightly.

"The New Year is approaching, and there are always some exchanges of favors in the house. Some officials from the court and the central government come to visit in person. As the master, I can't turn them away..."

Zhao Gao understood clearly.

Now that the eldest son Fusu has gone to Shangjun, the eighteenth son is very popular in Xianyang City, which naturally attracts a lot of attention.

Especially as the New Year approaches, there is no news in the palace that the eldest son Fusu will be recalled. General Meng Tian, ​​who has always been close to the eldest son Fusu, will be transferred directly from Shangjun to Lingnan.

This order was almost the straw that broke the camel's back.

Not only did various forces come to invest, but many forces that were still waiting and watching, and even some forces that originally belonged to the eldest son Fusu, began to lean towards the son Hu Hai. In just a short period of time, the power of the eighteenth son Hu Hai has greatly increased, and now he has become a force that cannot be ignored in Xianyang City.

Hu Hai has also become the most vocal young master.

And Hu Hai, in every move he made, was consciously or unconsciously following the example of the former eldest son, and gained his own magnanimity.

Zhao Gao was familiar with Hu Hai's temperament and really didn't want to dampen his enthusiasm at this time. However, when he thought of Zhao Ying, who was increasingly favored and had even begun to learn to handle government affairs from the First Emperor, he felt a little uneasy and couldn't help but remind him.

"Young master, you haven't gone to the palace to pay your respects to His Majesty for a long time, haven't you? It's almost the New Year, I think it's best for you to make time to go there -"

Hu Hai nodded in agreement.

"Master reminds me that I will go over to pay my respects to Aweng tomorrow -"

Seeing that Hu Hai could still listen to his suggestions, Zhao Gao breathed a sigh of relief. Although His Majesty's attitude towards Zhao Ying is a bit too good, fortunately, Zhao Ying is only the emperor's eldest grandson. As long as the [-]th Young Master can live up to his expectations, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Although he was thinking this way, he didn't know why, but he still felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Mainly, there was still no reaction from the eldest son. Thinking of Chun Yuyue's sudden change, he became more and more nervous.

Is it possible that the eldest son has changed his temper?

Just when he was thinking about how to give Hu Hai a reminder, he heard Hu Hai talk about another thing in a brisk tone.

"Master, do you still remember the descendant of the late Korean Prime Minister I told you the day before yesterday? He asked me to introduce you to you today..."

Zhao Gao frowned subconsciously when he heard this. He didn't want to get involved with such a person. After all, he was a close official of the First Emperor and his status was sensitive. Once he got involved with the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, he might get into trouble.

Zhao Gao seemed a little uninterested and wanted to refuse.

Hu Hai said seriously.

"Master, that man's name is Zhang Mingliang. He is really a talented person. If you meet him, I'm afraid you will like him. Moreover, he said that he has a way to solve the troubles in your heart..."

Zhao Gao was startled when he heard this, glanced at Hu Hai calmly, and smiled.

"It's Zhang Yi and Su Qin again - I serve His Majesty all day long, what trouble can I have in my heart..."

Having said this, Zhao Gao shook his head gently.

"Forget it, since the young master values ​​this person so much, then there is no harm in me meeting him..."

When Hu Hai heard this, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Master, if it seems that he can be used, I will find a future for him in Xianyang City and stay by my side so that he can have a helper..."

Zhao Gao nodded, talked to Hu Hai for a while, checked Hu Hai's homework, and then stood up to leave.

However, the car suddenly stopped not far from Hu Hai's residence.

Zhao Gao frowned and was about to ask a question when he heard a clear and gentle voice from outside.

"Student Zhang Liang, please see the CRRC government order..."

When Zhao Gao heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This Zhang Liang came too fast. The Eighteenth Young Master had just made an introduction, and he stopped his carriage outside the mansion gate. This move was obviously to avoid Hu Hai and to meet him privately.

Zhao Gao subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he thought about the content of Zhang Liang's message to Hu Hai, he couldn't help but hesitate a little. Unlike others, he really had a quarrel with the eldest son Fusu.

On that day, Zhao Gao made a big mistake. The eldest son Fusu and the general Meng Tian both advocated severe punishment and sentenced him to death. In the end, it was the First Emperor who liked his rigorous work and his ability to use it smoothly, so he pardoned his sin and allowed him to escape. .

In the future, if the eldest son really regains power, his life may not be guaranteed, let alone his future. Therefore, Zhao Gao only pondered and made a decision.

"Let him get in the car..."

When the car curtain opened, Zhao Gao saw a middle-aged man with a slender figure, a face like a crown jewel, and a pair of calm and deep eyes, kneeling down opposite him with a calm expression.

"Student Zhang Liang has met the CRRC Fu Ling..."

Zhao Gao's eyes flashed, and he stared calmly at the descendant of the late Prime Minister of Han who suddenly blocked the road to ask for an audience, and said in a calm voice.

"What on earth do you mean by waiting for me here..."

"Relieve the troubles in the heart of Zhongche Mansion——"

He seemed to turn a blind eye to the coldness on Zhao Gao's face.

Zhang Liang calmly stretched his broad sleeves and looked at Zhao Gao in front of him with a smile.

Zhao Gao's eyes turned cold and he pressed the sword on his waist, with a bit of murderous intent in his eyes.

As one of the most famous swordsmen in the Qin Dynasty, Zhao Gao was confident that he could finish off the scholar sitting opposite him in one move.

This was also the reason why he dared to let this person get on the carriage and talk.

"I have a plan to make the eldest son completely lose his sacred heart. From now on, he will stay in Shangjun and never have the chance to return to Xianyang..."

Zhao Gao's eyes narrowed.

The murderous intent in his eyes has become real.

This kind of thinking can be done but not said. Once word gets out, disaster is waiting for him.

Facing Zhao Gao's gaze, Zhang Liangruo's smile continued as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face.

"Why should the orders of the CRRC be so nervous? I am a lackey under the [-]th Young Master, and I should plan for the [-]th Young Master. The [-]th Young Master now seems to be in bloom, and the fire is cooking oil, but in fact, there are dangers everywhere. Once the eldest son returns to Beijing, I will be completely knocked back to my original shape, which is not what I want..."

Having said this, Zhang Liang leaned forward slightly.

"When the time comes, Liang Zi can fly far away, but I'm afraid the CRRC Order will not be able to leave, right? What's more, the eldest son is not happy with you in the first place, but you are the mentor of the [-]th Young Master, and you often make plans for the [-]th Young Master... "

Having said this, Zhang Liang smiled.

"We don't need you to do anything more. As long as you are in Xianyang, cooperate a little, and go with the flow, great things can be accomplished..."

Zhao Gao couldn't help but remain silent after hearing this.

He stared at Zhang Liang for a long time, then nodded slowly.

"Tell me and listen..."

The New Year is approaching, and the streets of Xianyang are already a bit chilly.

At this time, the twilight was gathering, like a terrifying beast, covering the whole world silently. No one knew that in Xianyang City, under the eyes of the First Emperor, someone dared to plot such a big thing that would kill his head. .

The eldest son, Fusu, probably didn't expect that he had been driven out of Xianyang by his own father-in-law. There were still people who were obsessed with him and wanted to push him again, completely cutting off his hope of returning to Xianyang.

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