my grandfather was qin shi huang

"That depends on what other people think it's okay——"

The First Emperor glanced at him angrily and rocked the rocking chair gently in his spare time.

"In a few days, I will talk to Old General Wang about this matter - the daughter of their Wang family, I have watched her grow up, she is dignified, virtuous, and outstanding in appearance, but she is barely worthy of my grandson..."

Zhao Ying was happy, and the movements of his hands were much more attentive.

The marriage with the Wang family was originally the result of his painstaking efforts. Today, with the approval of the First Emperor, he was naturally very happy.

Seeing that the First Emperor was in a good mood, Zhao Ying took the opportunity to take out the "Forging the Soul of the Army" in his arms.

"Father, take a look at this. I just wrote it recently. Give it to Zhang Zhangyan and see if it works. If you think it works, I plan to implement it in the three thousand new troops first to try the effect. ——”

"You wrote it?"

This was the first time that the First Emperor saw his grandson writing something, so he took it over with some curiosity.

After just a simple turn, his eyes narrowed and he subconsciously sat upright.

"Ideological construction is the soul of an army. As a soldier of the Qin Dynasty, you must have ideals, beliefs, pursuits, and responsibilities. Always adhere to the principles of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, guarding the land and peace of the people, opening up the territory, and creating a unified world and majesty within the universe. The Great Qin Empire serves as the highest standard. Resolutely obey His Majesty’s will, obey His Majesty’s command, be the sharpest sword in His Majesty’s hand, the most loyal guard behind His Majesty, and the most trustworthy patron saint of the people of Great Qin——”

The opening paragraph is almost entirely in vernacular.

On the contrary, some of the clauses at the back are written in a colorful way, embellished with some economic classics from time to time.

The First Emperor read this article called "Forging the Soul of the Army" word by word. The more he read, the more surprised he became. Since ancient times, the army has not been without ideological construction. For example, poems such as "No Clothes" in "Qin Feng", It has been widely sung and played a big role in gathering morale, but this is the first time that someone has systematically proposed the need to strengthen the ideological construction of the army and forge the military soul.

As an emperor, he naturally saw the value of this article at a glance.

It wasn't until he carefully read the last word that the First Emperor turned his face and looked at his little grandson carefully.

Zhao Ying was a little embarrassed by the First Emperor, and thought that what he wrote was inappropriate.

"I know I'm not very good at it, and my ideas are still very immature - don't look at me like that. If it doesn't look right to you, then forget it..."

Zhao Ying touched his nose in embarrassment.

Seeing the embarrassment on his grandson's face, the First Emperor couldn't help laughing.

"I really have a good grandson. This is a good idea, very good -"

The First Emperor said, thought about it for a moment, and felt a little dissatisfied.

"I think the writing was very good at the beginning. Why did I write so many literate things in the back? All of them have been changed..."

Zhao Ying: ...

I want to add some literary flair to this article. Is it easy?

I put all my efforts into it, and even asked Chen Ping to polish it for me, but the result was that it was changed directly.

Seeing his puzzled expression, the First Emperor smiled and shook his head.

"I know that most of the officers and soldiers in your new army are literate, but how many words can they read and how many books can they read? How can they understand these things? What's more, there are millions of officers and soldiers in our Great Qin Dynasty, and how many of them can read and read? "Guys, who are you going to show your elegant writing to?"

Zhao Ying:! ! ! ! ! !

Did I go back in time and become stupid, or was I poisoned by that old guy Chun Yuyue? I actually committed such a low-level problem and wanted to write a colorful and elegant article for a group of big guys.

"Father, I was wrong!"

Zhao Ying scratched his head in shame.

Seeing this, the First Emperor couldn't help but smile and waved his hands briskly.

"I don't blame you for this. It can be seen that you have tried to speak as straightforwardly and plainly as possible, and many of the classics you cited are good and quite literary..."

Zhao Ying almost felt embarrassed when the First Emperor praised him like this.

"Cough cough cough - uncle, one of my scribes helped polish this..."

The First Emperor glanced at him in surprise, and the look of admiration in his eyes couldn't help but become a little stronger.

Don't be greedy for merit.

At a young age, he already has the bearing of a superior person.

"Okay, you can take it back and try it first -"

The First Emperor folded the article written on cloth carefully, put it into Zhao Ying's hand, and gave instructions casually.

"You usually like to write on cloth. It doesn't matter now. When you open a house in the future, this is not a good habit-"

Zhao Ying happily stuffed the article into his arms and said casually.

"The wooden slips and bamboo slips are bulky and heavy, and they are too inconvenient to use. However, don't worry, Dad, I will try to come up with something cheap and light to replace these cloths later..."

The First Emperor glanced at him and thought he was talking nonsense again. He ignored him and lay back on his rocking chair.

"Haha - that's good, I also think the wooden slips and bamboo slips are a bit inconvenient..."

For lunch, Zhao Ying still cooked it himself, a simple plate of fried bean sprouts, an egg and fried leeks, and then a chicken stewed with mushrooms.

He brought the mushrooms here specially. The First Emperor's body was the first priority. Only by eating well can he be in good health.

On this point, Zhao Ying was very attentive.

The grandfather and grandson had a relaxed and comfortable meal, chatting and laughing as they passed by.

In the past few days of the New Year, the holiday in the new barracks has not ended yet, and it is not convenient for me to go to the old general Wang Jian to learn the art of war now. After returning from the palace, Zhao Ying started his reading and exercise mode again.

Although he found that the improvement of his physical fitness only seemed to be related to eating and had little to do with exercise, he still exercised hard every day, beat up his body, and practiced riding, archery, and various attack skills.

Especially the two tricks I learned from Li Shu, I pondered over and over again.

The two confrontations with Li Shu made him deeply realize that good physical fitness and fast reaction speed only gave him a strong foundation, but if he wanted to be an unparalleled general on the battlefield, he must also make these become a kind of strength. Muscle memory, an instinctive reaction.

And these all need to be polished over time, and no one can replace them.

He originally thought that his days would be spent quietly like this in the past few days. However, what he did not expect was that in the evening, a shocking news shocked the entire Xianyang.

At the beginning of the new year, a prophecy appears in Shangjun!

"This year the First Emperor dies, and after death the land will be divided."

I don’t know how it happened, but as soon as the news reached Xianyang, it spread quickly like wings Meng Yi and Nei Shiteng were urgently summoned to the palace.

On the black ice platform, iron cavalry rushed out in all directions, and for a while, the whole Xianyang was shaken by the wind.

Even the pedestrians on the street were somewhat sparse.

Zhao Ying couldn't help but frown.

This news caught him by surprise.

When I read history in my previous life, it seemed that there was no such incident. Is this event submerged in history due to some special reasons, or did it never happen in history?

If it didn't exist in history, was it because of the butterfly effect caused by my own time travel?

But after a slight hesitation, he made a decision, pulled the towel to wipe the sweat from his face, and went straight to Ganquan Palace. It wasn't that he wanted to get involved in such a sensitive matter, but because he subconsciously felt that this matter was a little unusual.

Shangjun is where my cheap daddy stays.

His father will definitely be involved. The most terrifying thing is that based on his understanding of Fusu during the period after time travel, something big will happen this time.

Because the last incident of a meteorite falling from the sky in Hedong County is still fresh in my mind. If the court cannot find out who did it in the end, they will follow the precedent of Hedong County and conduct a wide-scale cleansing——

Others dare not say it, but the cheap daddy of his family will definitely jump out and confront the First Emperor again.

Zhao Ying felt his scalp numb when he thought of this ending.

Why did I work so hard and indulge in the favor of the First Emperor every day? Isn't it just to save myself and the fate of Great Qin one day?

In his opinion, the best solution is, of course, to gradually grow his power in the court and the army, becoming a force that cannot be ignored, and then help his father return to Xianyang from Shangjun.

If nothing can be done and he cannot return to Xianyang, he also hopes that Fusu can stay in Shangjun safely and honestly. When the time comes, he will have an army in hand to push this cheap dad forward.

Hu Hai, Zhao Gao, and Left Prime Minister Li Si all had to step aside.

After all, Fusu's popularity in both the government and the public was unparalleled, and he was the eldest son of the First Emperor, so he naturally had a political advantage.

But if because of this incident, my stubborn father completely breaks up with the First Emperor, then the development of the matter will be really difficult to predict.

But when he hurried to Ganquan Palace, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

It was serious and depressing, and everyone was in a hurry.

In Zhangtai Palace.

Right Prime Minister Feng Quji, Left Prime Minister Li Si, Shang Qing Meng Yi, Nei Shi Teng, and Hei Bingtai General Manager Hei all knelt on both sides with serious expressions. The First Emperor's face was as frosty and his eyes were cold.

Even if he caught a glimpse of Zhao Ying sneaking in from the door of the hall, he didn't react at all.

"Your Majesty, I think this must be the work of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, and it's nothing more than grandstanding and deceiving the people -"

Neishiteng saw the First Emperor looking over, stood up, bowed and replied.

"Moreover, after the news came, it only took less than half a day to spread throughout Xianyang. The ministers believed that there must be a traitor in Xianyang City, and suggested a strict investigation——"

Hearing Nei Shiteng's words, Zhao Gao, the commander of the CRRC who was standing beside the First Emperor, couldn't help his eyelids twitching. He secretly glanced at Nei Shiteng who was standing below, and quickly lowered his eyes.

But I couldn't help feeling a little uneasy in my heart.

This matter was naturally a strategy that he and Zhang Liang had decided on a long time ago, but what he didn't expect was that Zhang Liang and the others would act so quickly and be so bold, daring to add fuel to the flames under the nose of the First Emperor.

However, fortunately, there was no need for him to intervene in this matter. He only needed to take advantage of the situation and give it a push before the First Emperor made a decision on matters in Shangjun, and everything would be fine.

Unknowingly.

Thinking of this, he felt a little more at ease.

Zhao Ying did not dare to disturb the group of people discussing political affairs. He quietly walked to Hei's side and stood down, quietly becoming an audience.

"It is important to strictly investigate the source of the prophecy, but the top priority is to control public opinion and eliminate the influence - otherwise, once it is combined with the rumors in the Kanto region, other troubles may arise..."

Li Si looked serious and stood up to suggest.

"Wei Chen suggested that the law should be severely punished, and those who gather to discuss in public places should be severely punished..."

Zhao Ying couldn't help but glance up at him and frowned slightly.

It's this set again.

In fact, this is not the first time Li Si has made such a suggestion. Last time, he and Chun Yuyue debated in the main hall for more than half a month because of the controversial issue of the county system and the enfeoffment system, with no winner or loser.

Therefore, he suggested that the First Emperor collect all the books from the world and send them to Xianyang, and forbid students from various schools, including Confucians, to discuss state affairs in public places such as streets and alleys.

In short, if you can't make a fuss, just ban it, and use the permission of banning to your advantage.

What problem does this solve...

But what surprised Zhao Yan was that none of these big guys on the hall did not oppose it, and even felt a bit of course.

The First Emperor nodded slightly.

"Pass the decree, Heibingtai cooperates with the Internal History Office to strictly investigate the sources of rumors in Xianyang and prohibit people from talking in the street——"

"My dear friends, what do you think should be done with the matter in Shangjun..."

As soon as the First Emperor said these words, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became stagnant.

This is the most sensitive issue.

"Wei Chen feels that we should conduct strict inspections from house to house first, and wait until we have the results before it is too late..."

Feng Quji hesitated for a moment, stood up, and replied bravely. As for what to say, everyone knows that once the desired result is not found, it will inevitably be a replica of the prophecy of the Hedong County meteorite.

In the anger of the First Emperor, rivers of blood must have flowed.

Because in this era, almost everyone, including the First Emperor, was in awe of ghosts and gods. Ordinary people had to look at the almanac to know when to work, when to go out, when to have children, and when to have guests. , to see if it is auspicious.

Such a prophecy whose origin cannot be explained appeared on the stone, and its influence was far beyond what future generations could imagine.

"Ahem - I think the eldest father doesn't need to be so troublesome..."

After Zhao Ying roughly figured out the whole story and situation, he couldn't help but cough lightly and stood up.

After hearing what Zhao Ying said, everyone couldn't help but stare at him and looked over with some surprise.

"What can you do-"

The First Emperor's heart moved and he looked at Zhao Ying calmly.

"Actually, the reason why the prophecies have so much impact is because the people don't know how those prophecies appeared on those big rocks. As long as the seemingly mysterious methods of those people are revealed and the people know that someone is up to something, this will The prophecy is self-defeating..."

"Young Master knows how the prophecy appeared on the stone..."

Zhao Ying smiled and nodded.

"As far as I know, this matter is not difficult. I don't know if the Mo family can do it, but a more skilled Fang family warlock should be able to do it..."

Hearing this, the eyes of everyone in the hall, including the First Emperor, suddenly became somewhat meaningful.

Zhao Ying's words did not mean to say that this incident was most likely done by those Fang family sorcerers or Mohist disciples. Although I didn't know what method Zhao Ying was talking about, seeing the determined expression on Zhao Ying's face, everyone couldn't help but believe it.

Everyone has seen Huang Changsun's novel methods more than once.

"Okay, you try it -"