Qin asked

"Your Majesty, do you know the origin of the 'Ying' clan?"

Ying Zheng shook his head: "I don't know."

Yingzheng's father, Yingyiren, passed away when he was two years old. Yingzheng was brought up by Zhao Ji since he was a child. Zhao Ji naturally didn't understand the history of Qin.

"Then we have to start with Dayu's flood control."

"Dayu controlled the flood?"

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up. He is a proton. He was ridiculed in Zhao State. Of course, the image of Qin State was quite negative. But now someone told him that the history of Qin State can be traced back to Dayu's time. Ying Zheng couldn't help getting excited, showing the appearance of a seven-year-old child.

"At that time there was a man named Boyi, also known as Da Fei, the son of Daye, the great-grandson of Zhuanxu, who was good at water management."

"How did Boyi control the water?"

"Adjust measures to local conditions." Mo Dou said that he was full of admiration for Boyi, "After the flood, the terrain was low-lying and uneven, but Boyi took advantage of it and taught the people to grow rice, so that the local people can live comfortably."

"Why is the low-lying land so easy to grow millet?"

???

Mo Dou didn't react for a while.

Ying Zheng frowned. He thought he understood farming: "If there is too much water in the land, the seeds will rot."

Mo Dou understood: "The thing Boyi grows is rice, not corn. Rice, also known as rice, grows in water."

As a modern person, he is naturally very familiar with rice, but Ying Zheng is a northerner who grew up eating millet, that is, millet, and the living habits of millet are completely different from rice.

Ying Zheng pursed his lips: "Zheng has never seen it before."

Mo Dou comforted: "The rice grows in the south, so of course you don't know."

Ying Zheng nodded, letting go of this link for now: "Continue."

"Bo Yi Zuoyu controlled the water, and he became proficient in water and soil for a long time. When he found out that there was water under the soil, he dug the soil to make a well, so that people could live away from the river and live in dry land."

Ying Zheng couldn't help interrupting again: "Is there water under the soil?"

Mo Dou nodded, and as expected, he heard the question from Ying Zheng's soul: "Why is there water?"

It's simply "a hundred thousand whys"...

Mo Dou tried his best to choose words and make sentences, but he still unconsciously used the modern way of speaking: "My lord, have you ever discovered that water has two characteristics, one is that water will seep down when it is on the soil; Will it disappear quickly?"

Ying Zheng tried to understand: "Indeed."

"That's right. When the rain falls on the soil, part of it disappears under the sunlight, and the other part percolates into the deep soil. Over the years, the water stored is beyond ordinary people's imagination."

Ying Zheng nodded again and again: "Zheng understands."

Mo Dou cleared his throat, and continued: "Bo Yi controlled the waters and put the people in peace. Emperor Shun rewarded Boyi with Zaoyou (a kind of black flag), served as the official of Yu, was in charge of the mountains and rivers, bred birds and beasts, and gave him the surname 'Ying', and so on. This is the origin of the 'Ying' clan."

After listening to what Mo Dou said, Ying Zheng let out a sigh of relief: "Zheng actually knows about the ancestors at this time."

Mo Dou complained silently. In fact, he only found out about your ancestor being so powerful two years ago. The only thing he can blame is Dayu's son, Qi, who steals the spotlight.

Ying Zheng was still immersed in the joy of his ancestor being number one in the world, and he still had a little more to say: "What happens after this?"

On the other side, Ying Zheng was so happy, which made Mo Dou, who had changed from a citizen to a commoner, very unhappy, so he said lightly: "Qi proclaims himself emperor."

Ying Zheng froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"Young Master, do you know Qi?"

Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, but he still hadn't come to his senses: "But the son of Dayu?"

"Yes, does the young master know that Dayu chose someone else to abdicate? Does the young master know who Dayu chose?"

Ying Zheng's expression turned pale: "But Boyi?"

"Exactly."

Surprised? Unexpected?

History will only remember No.1.

Mo Dou continued to make up his sword: "Dayu originally wanted to abdicate to Gaotao, but Gaotao died early, so everyone elected Gaotao's son Boyi. However, Boyi's time to assist Yu is still young, and the world is not in harmony, so all the princes went to Boyi And Chaoqi (Note 1)."

"As for why all the princes went to Boyi and went to Qi, there is one theory that Boyi and Qi gave up the throne to each other, and Qi had to follow the trend; another theory is that after Dayu died, he attacked Boyi and defeated him. Which one would you like to believe, my lord?"

Ying Zheng didn't say anything, of course he wouldn't be so foolish as to believe the first theory, but it scared Mo Dou into a cold sweat.

He was too complacent, sitting in front of him was the future Qin Shihuang, every word and deed of Mo Dou would have an impact on Ying Zheng, and the result of this impact after the butterfly effect was likely to be something that Mo Dou could not afford at all .

Mo Dou felt a little regretful, Ying Zheng's character was already violent enough in history, but now he still provoked him, it was like killing him.

"That's all for today," Mo Dou swallowed, he needed to reorganize his thoughts and weigh up what he was going to say later, "It's time for lunch, my lord, please go back."

Ying Zheng looked out the window and looked at the sun: "Then come here first, today Zheng has benefited a lot, thank you Dou Zhi for your words."

Mo Dou bowed, hurriedly sent Ying Zhengqing out of the door, and then secretly worried inside the room.

Help, can anyone tell him how to teach Qin Shihuang?Is it too late to Baidu now? 〒▽〒Of course there is no answer to this kind of question on Baidu, even if there is, it is a spoof answer, so Mo Dou can only worry about it while eating lunch.

Mo Dou was even more worried when there was no noodles in clear soup for lunch.

Taking out a wooden board, Mo Dou carved on it the "Guan Ju" that he had just learned this morning, trying to make himself happy through learning.

dong dong dong.

However, God did not want Mo Dou to be safe, and there was a sound outside the door that was no different from the knock on the door in the morning, even the rhythm was exactly the same.

Mo Dou opened the door, and as expected, he saw this person who gave him a headache.

Ying Zheng smiled: "Zheng has brought Qin's "Guan Ju", would you like to watch it?"

Although the fonts of different countries are called Dazhuan, they are actually different. In the morning, Yingzheng took the "Book of Songs" collected by Lu Buwei, which used Zhao Guo's fonts, and now he is holding Yingyiren. Brought from the state of Qin, Ying Zheng was reluctant to take out the books left by his father, but now he thinks the ink fight is completely worth it.

Mo Dou couldn't refuse at all, so he could only lead Ying Zheng into the house.

Yingzheng entered the room generously, as if he was in his own home familiarly: "Did Zheng bother Dou?"

Mo Dou was helpless: "Not at all."

"Oh?"

Ying Zheng looked at the wooden boards and large and small carving tools on the case, and glanced at the ink fountain with a half-smile.

Inexplicably, Mo Dou feels a little guilty... what is he guilty of? !The one who should be guilty is this person who has disturbed someone and hasn't apologized, okay? !

Mo Dou was a little frustrated, his mental age was at least an adult, how could he be overwhelmed by the seven-year-old Ying Zheng?

Or does height determine aura?

Mo Dou decided to blame his own age for all his faults.

He is two years younger than Yingzheng, so it may be uncertain who will be shorter and who will be taller in the future!

And Ying Zheng, who was at the side, had already consciously moved out the wooden basin filled with ashes, and was sitting next to him, looking like a good teacher.

Mo Dou could only sit down, and while learning, he asked tentatively: "Your Master, do you have any arrangements on weekdays?"

"Arrangement? The government is no more than a proton of the Qin State, so how can we arrange it?"

Ying Zheng's self-mockery made Mo Dou take another look. After all, Ying Zheng in history was very arrogant. What Mo Dou thought Ying Zheng said should be "how can stupid Zhao people deserve to waste my Ying Zheng's time?" kind of style...

"If something happens, I'm afraid it's not a good thing."

Mo Dou was speechless, Ying Zheng was indeed right, but he was very thorough.

Ying Zheng is a native of Qin. In recent years, under the influence of Shang Yang's reforms, Qin has become stronger and has frequently launched attacks on its neighbor Zhao. If you want to say which country Zhao people hate the most, Qin will definitely be at the top of the list.

Ying Zheng has always been bullied by Zhao Guoren.

Perhaps the word "bullying" is very easy to say, but if you look at the school violence that broke out in the news of modern society, you can roughly understand the treatment Ying Zheng has been facing.

Prince Dan is from the Yan Kingdom, which is why he is able to live in such a prosperous life. If he is placed in the position of Yingzheng, there may be problems with whether he can communicate with people normally.

Inexplicably, Mo Dou felt a little distressed, and Ying Zheng also lost his domineering aura in his eyes, turning into a seven-year-old boy with no papa.

"Did you say 'I'm afraid it's not a good thing'?"

"Isn't Dou still clear?"

During the siege of Handan, King Zhao once wanted to kill Ying Yiren to vent his anger. If Lu Buwei hadn't bribed the guard with five hundred gold, Ying Yiren would have died long ago. Up to now, Zhao Ji still announced that the two died in the war , in Zhao Guo, the identities of these two people are dead.

"When misfortune comes, blessings depend on it, and when blessings come, misfortune rests on it."

Ying Yiren's departure made Ying Zheng mother and son unreliable in Zhao State, but they did create a future for Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Mo Dou smiled: "My lord, you can just wait and see."

Ying Zheng looked at the little kid in front of him, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "It's a good 'wait and see', then Zheng will believe it this time."

Mo Dou glanced at Ying Zhenglue, who was trying to hold back his laughter, helplessly, well, it's really funny for a child to pretend to be inscrutable.

But this little problem was nothing, Mo Dou was full of energy, after such an interruption, he finally had time to think about how to teach.

It is undeniable that this world is ruled by the weak and the strong, but he can look at this problem in another way and from another angle.

Xunzi once said: "The way of heaven is permanent, it does not exist for Yao, and it does not perish for Jie."

The development of history is a spiral development, the process is tortuous, and the future is bright!As long as we follow the development of history, we can promote the progress of human society!

Therefore, what Mo Dou wants to teach Ying Zheng is to face up to history and not let him be too extreme.

Come on, Ying Zheng, are you ready to face the Marxist view of historical development?

Mo Dou showed a kind smile. For some reason, Ying Zheng felt that Mo Dou's smile was a little scary now, not so funny...