my grandfather was qin shi huang

Wang Li took the copied copy of "Forging the Soul of the Army" with some confusion.

"This is--?"

After flipping through it, he found that it was not the Art of War. Just as he was about to ask more carefully, Zhao Ying over there had already patted him on the shoulder with a serious look on his face.

"This matter is related to the morale of the army, the awareness and theoretical level of the soldiers, it is the guarantee of combat effectiveness, and it is also a first-class event in the army - you should take it and think about it carefully. If you don't understand anything, ask Mr. Wang General, you must think it over for yourself only then you can truly understand it. It is much more profound than if I tell you this again..."

Wang Li felt that this seemed to be the case, so he immediately clasped his fists.

"Okay, I'll go back and study hard..."

If you give it today, you will use it tomorrow. If you don't study it and understand it immediately, how can you pretend to do it tomorrow - ahem, how can you guide the recruits in a simple and profound way?

This is a top priority.

Seeing Wang Li taking long strides and walking away without looking back, Zhao Ying couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, showing a smile, and turned around to go to the small courtyard where Wang Nan lived.

"Nanmei——"

Listening to this familiar voice, Wang Nan couldn't help but stood up in surprise and joy, and saw Zhao Ying, who was tall and straight, walking over with a smile on his face.

"Little boy—"

"I haven't seen you for a few days and you forgot what you should call me——"

As Zhao Ying spoke, he happily came over and took Wang Nan's little hand with a natural expression. Wang Nan's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"Ying, brother Ying..."

Zhao Ying pretended not to notice Wang Nan's shyness, but looked around and changed the subject.

"Nanmei, when I come here this time, I originally wanted to prepare a gift for you, but there are countless treasures in this world, but which one can match the beauty of Nanmei in her prime..."

While Zhao Ying was trying to recall the tone of voice of the male protagonists in those soap operas in his previous life when picking up girls, he stared lovingly into Wang Nan's eyes.

"The only things worthy of you are the mist in the mountains, the colorful clouds in the sky, and the starry sky and bright moonlight at night..."

How have the warm and simple girls of the Qin Empire ever experienced such romantic lines?

Listening to Zhao Ying's gentle words, feeling Zhao Ying's generous and warm hands, and looking at Zhao Ying's handsome and extraordinary face, Wang Nan's face was already blushing, his heart was beating wildly, and his whole person was like in the clouds.

Although the First Emperor had guessed his thoughts and was planning to propose marriage to the palace in a few days, Zhao Ying still felt slightly guilty for Wang Nan.

If possible, he would like to make this girl happy.

As for myself—

He wasn't even sure whether he was attracted to this girl or not. At least in his previous life, he had never been in a relationship that was so utilitarian and had such a clear purpose, because from beginning to end, he was terrifyingly calm, letting himself They all feel very surprised. For such a beautiful and innocent girl, I don’t have that kind of heart-pounding feeling?

Looking at Wang Nan who was blushing with embarrassment and eyes wide open, Zhao Ying, who originally wanted to walk around and leave, deliberately stayed with Wang Nan for a while, and even piled two large and one small bags for her with his own hands. Snowman, looking at Wang Nan who was cheering and having his eyes full of him, Zhao Ying couldn't help but smile.

Looking at the sky, it was almost dusk, and Zhao Ying waved goodbye to Wang Nan who was reluctant to leave.

What he didn't know was that as soon as he left, his uncle-to-be, Wang Li, who was supposed to be studying hard in the study, ran into the courtyard of the old general Wang Jian.

"Father, the young master is gone..."

Wang Jian snorted lightly.

"Even if he's a brat, he still knows some sense of propriety!"

Wang Li chuckled.

"Father, I really don't understand. What are you worried about? The young master needs talents, bravery and bravery, and is handsome. If my sister can marry him, wouldn't it be a wonderful thing? …”

Wang Jian took a look at his silly eldest grandson and sighed helplessly.

His big hand gently tapped on the "Forging Army Soul".

"You know what the heck - the young master, his ambition is very...forget it, in the future, you must remember to stand firmly by the young master's side at all times, and never hesitate..."

Wang Lihun waved his hand generously.

"Father, it goes without saying that if the young master marries my younger sister, I, as the elder brother, will naturally stand by my own brother-in-law..."

Wang Jian nodded slightly, twirling his beard and pointing to a line of text on "Forging the Soul of the Army".

"Come on, Li'er, tell me, my father, how do you understand why His Majesty must unify the written language and prohibit obscene sacrifices..."

"Father, what's there to say? Isn't it already written clearly in the book..."

Wang Jian suddenly turned dark.

"Others can just know, but you can't. If you really want to be able to help your little sister in the future, you must not only know what is happening, but also know why it is happening, and even come up with ways to fully implement these decrees. …”

Wang Li couldn't help but scratch his head.

I just feel that my eldest father has been acting weirder and weirder since he saw this simple and straightforward article given by the young master today.

For example, now, at this time in the past, my eldest father had always dragged me to explain the art of war, but today he forced me to talk about it. It was simply inexplicable...

……

Zhao Ying didn't know that he was hooking up with someone else's granddaughter. He had already been discovered by someone else. He also didn't know what kind of thoughts Old General Wang Jian was holding at this time. He was explaining it to Wang Li word by word, breaking it up and crushing it. He wrote his article "Forging the Soul of the Army" which strives for simplicity.

He came home and had dinner.

After screaming again, the two people discussed carefully in the study room for a long time. After all, Xiang Yu was like a son of destiny in this era, and was the biggest threat to the future of Great Qin, if not one.

If possible, Zhao Ying would certainly be willing to seize the evidence while the First Emperor was still alive and nip this danger in the bud with a thunderous strike.

However, when I walked out of the study, my state of shock was obviously not right. After walking a long way, I still looked back at Zhao Ying's tall figure reflected in the window with an uncertain expression.

There was a hint of unspeakable fear and uncertainty in his eyes.

Zhao Ying had no explanation for Qian, who was also in charge of the caravan.

In this era, cocoa and bay leaves were not the well-known condiments of later generations. Apart from the whimsical Qian, almost no one sold them outside. If Qian went here, it would be like going to open up wasteland and just pick up money.

As long as you can transport things back, that's money.

Of course, before that, I still need to publicize the effects of these two spices and make a small amount of money.

So, after sending off the surprise, Zhao Ying called the steward in charge of the kitchen. After a few words of explanation in a low voice, Zeng became more and more excited as he listened, and in the end he nodded repeatedly.

"Young Master, just don't worry, I will do everything for you and there will never be any mistakes..."

When I walked, my waist was straight, and I felt three times stronger than before when I walked.

PS: Ah, this is the daytime chapter, there will be another chapter in the early morning.