Be a sick and weak noble son in Daqin

The author has something to say: Guiguzi: What can I do if I can't make do with it, expel the apprentice from the teacher?

Sun Boling:? ? ?

Gong Ziqian put down the naughty baby in his arms, raised his brows and looked at the other two, "You still not let go?!"

Only the two little boys with the height of his thighs took two steps back in a daze. The situation changed too fast, and before they could react, they became incomprehensible, so what should we do now?

brother!Brother, say something, brother!

If you are held hostage, just blink, brother will definitely find a way to save you!

However, the little prince didn't feel the painstaking efforts of the two elder brothers at all. After being put down, he blinked his big watery eyes and approached the beautiful young man, completely forgetting what he said earlier that he would hate this man together. .

What do you hate?Brother Ji is so pretty!It's too late to like it!How can you hate it!

The little baby is only a small ball, white and tender, and looks very well-raised. It can't be seen at all that he will grow into a big devil who will be feared by the Shandong countries in the future.

When Wei Ji heard the name, he was stunned for a moment, seeing the little guy approaching, he squatted down with a smile, afraid that the kid would throw his head up all the time.

He thought the little doll was looking at the tempting brown sugar glutinous rice cakes on the plate, so he took some of it with chopsticks and put it near the little guy's mouth.

Prince Si, King Huiwen, he was able to see King Huiwen's appearance when he was a child. This trip was worth it.

The little prince subconsciously opened his mouth, continued to look at the unbelievably beautiful face in front of him without blinking, and smacked his lips after a while, before being completely attracted by the sweet brown sugar glutinous rice cake in his mouth.

Wei Ji saw that the child liked it, and after he had swallowed it, he fed him another mouthful. The other two young masters slowly moved over, seeing their little brother's delicious food and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The younger brother must have been bought by Yummy~

The children's thoughts were written all over their faces, and the anxious look was so funny, Wei Ji waved at them, and then fed each of them a glutinous rice ball.

Young masters: "Thank you, Brother Ji!"

Little prince:? ? ?

Brother, what are you doing?

Don't rob someone with Si'er! ! !

The undercurrent is turbulent among the little dolls, and the boat of friendship is about to capsize. The so-called plastic brotherhood is nothing more than that.

"How old are you, don't you have long hands?" Gong Ziqian was very unhappy at being left out in the cold, and lifted the three children out one by one and taught him, "There are so many in the yard, eat them yourself."

"No, uncle will bully children." The little prince made a face at their uncle, tried repeatedly on the verge of being beaten, then turned his head to look at Wei Ji and said softly, "Brother Ji, Si'er still wants me!" .”

"If you don't give it, is it unreasonable to come to be a guest and stand at the door?" The young master grabbed the child by the collar fiercely and picked him up, watching the other two boys grinning, "I should go in by myself or I will let you in." You throw it in?"

The two little boys looked at their father accusingly, and finally their arms couldn't hold their thighs, so they hurried into the yard with their short legs before his father could do anything.

If they had known it would be like this, they should have stayed at home with sister, rather than being taught by father.

These days are really sad. I miss the days when I was in Yongcheng and ran around the city and didn't care about anything. Liyang is not fun at all.

The two young masters looked at each other with tears in their eyes. If it wasn't for the inappropriate location, they would probably have started crying right now.

Wei Ji looked at the little prince being thumped by the collar, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: This is probably a model of how a father can live with his baby, well, it's the same for an uncle with a baby.

Qin Gong is really relieved to let a rough man who only knows how to fight bring the baby. Young Master Qian has already brought a few children here, and Qin Gong will be here soon.

Only Xiao A, Xiao B and the chef of the wine shop are left in the yard. The little doll doesn’t admit that he is born, but he has to pay attention to his own image when he is outside, so even if there is delicious food nearby, he is still reserved and refuses to do it at the moment .

But the adults next to him were different, they were surrounded by old acquaintances, and Gong Ziqian didn't put on airs, he asked for a pair of chopsticks and couldn't wait to enjoy the long-lost delicacy.

The little dolls opened their eyes wide and looked at the burly man next to him who was as carefree as at home. They looked at each other and didn't know what to say. After a while of silence, they all looked at the beautiful young man.

Brother Ji, the only one who is presumptuous is father/uncle, don't drive us out together QWQ~

Wei Ji put the plate in his hand on the stone table, and saw the children standing there motionless, even about to cry, so he quickly used chopsticks to string glutinous rice balls into a string and handed out one to each of them.

Such a small doll should not know how to use chopsticks, so does Young Master Qian, why did he eat it by himself first?

"Don't worry about Ji'er, they can eat by themselves." Gong Ziqian waved his hand indifferently, and began to introduce with the eyes of the three children complaining, "This is my eldest son Qier, and second son Huaer, this is Quliang's family. My boss, Si'er, has two maids at home, so I didn't let them come here today, and next time I'll leave the boys and let the maids come over."

Wei Ji: ...

Qi, Hua, Si, listen to the names of the children of this generation, now everyone knows how much your family likes horses.

With a smile on his face, the young man looked at the little dolls who quickly became happy after getting the glutinous rice dumplings and tried to introduce themselves, but before he could speak, the little prince couldn't wait to shout, "Si'er knows, it's brother Ji .”

The two young masters next to him also nodded seriously, "We all know that Father said it before he came."

In fact, Liyang is actually not bad. There are more delicious food than Yongcheng, so let’s get rid of the dislike a little bit.

Wei Ji pinched the child's soft face, feeling that the little guy at this age should easily forget things, so he tried to change the address, "Good boy, my name is Uncle Ji."

The little prince blinked, looked at the two elder brothers beside him, and then the three children shouted in unison, "Brother Ji."

The corners of Wei Ji's mouth twitched slightly, and he put a glutinous rice ball next to the child's mouth and coaxed, "Uncle Ji."

"Brother Ji." The little prince's voice was clear and clear, and he quickly opened his mouth to eat the glutinous rice balls, then squinted his eyes and smiled like a little fox.

Wei Ji: ...

All right, you can do whatever you want.

The young master couldn't help but smile, hugged his eldest nephew on his lap and poked his bulging face, then looked at the young man who failed to coax him and said, "Aren't these still children, the one who really calls uncle is the next generation."

Wei Ji rolled the glutinous rice dumpling in the brown sugar juice, and then bit it down, trying to use the sugar to suppress the pain in his heart. Listen to what they are talking about, why can't they be called uncle?

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble, let's talk about business." Gongziqian asked a few children to play, wiped off the sugar juice that accidentally got on his hands, and said excitedly, "Yesterday you said you would bring A master who can open canals and divert water is here, right?"

Yesterday, my mind was full of Mr. Guigu, and I didn’t even think about other words that went in my left ear and out my right ear. I didn’t realize until I went back to the mansion that what Ji’er brought was not an ordinary craftsman, but one that could divert water and dig ditches. What a great talent!

King Wei reopened the gap two years ago to connect the waterways of the Yellow River and the Huaihe River. The Ji, Ru, Huai, and Si rivers were all connected together. The surrounding cities became prosperous one after another, which aroused the envy of the surrounding countries.

The state of Qin lives far east of Xiaoshan Mountain, but it also wants to have more prosperous cities in the country. The caravans of the state of Wei are all over the world. Become strong, but how can a strong country be accomplished overnight.

Leaving aside when the state of Qin will become stronger, it is an indisputable fact that Guanzhong needs water canals. The fertile land is barren for thousands of miles and the harvest is not because the people of Qin are not diligent. Many places.

The water canal is not just chiseled, Qin Guo can provide manpower, but without the guidance of craftsmen who understand this aspect, if the water channel is broken and the water floods the Guanzhong, it will cause great trouble.

"You have already seen the sweet potatoes and potatoes that were sent to Weiguo before. Most of the rest will be planted by the farmers around Liyang. Without delaying the corn and wheat, this year's harvest will be several times higher than previous years. Fan." Young Master Qian clapped his fists, his eyes burning as if he had already seen the harvest, "By taking advantage of Zhao and Han being repelled recently, they won't be looking for trouble again in a short time, it would be great if we could start building canals gone."

Wei Ji turned his gaze away from the children, looked at the passionate son Qian and sighed helplessly, "Young master, it will not take three or two years to build the canal, are you a little impatient?"

"I'm not in a hurry to start work, I just said to put this matter on the agenda." Young Master Qian shook his head. It's not that he didn't want to, but that repairing the canal required as many people as fighting. Not so many people.

The terrain in the Guanzhong area is not as complicated as the mountains in Longxi, but it is not as flat as the hinterland of the Central Plains. Before opening the canal, you have to find out the surrounding terrain before you can decide what to do. It takes time to study the terrain. There is enough money and food to build a large canal that can benefit the people in Guanzhong.

Young Master Qian thought so, and then asked seriously, "Ji'er, the question now is how long this master can stay in Qin, and whether he can shoulder such a heavy burden."

It's not that the state of Qin doesn't have hydraulic engineering, and it's okay to make small troubles. If it is really necessary to divert the Wei and Luo rivers to irrigate Guanzhong, the state of Qin really can't find anyone who can do this.

Wei Ji put the chopsticks away, thought for a while, and then said, "Young Master, this master is from the Gongshu family, and will not leave Qin in a short time."

Mr. Gongshu entered Qin because he wanted to build a canal, and he would never leave Qin before the canal was completed. As for whether he has the ability, Duke Qin will know when he meets the person.

Young Master Qian:! ! !

"The Gongshu family?! Good! Don't worry!"

Wei Ji: ...

It's a little quick for you to feel relieved.

"Mr. Gongshu is next door now. You should be able to see him directly when you come here." Wei Ji pointed to the courtyard next door. He knew that the family's reputation was very important at this time, but he didn't expect this person to be relieved because of Gongshuji's background. to this point.

Facts have proved that Gongshu Modou didn't dare to let his son go out to build the reputation of Gongshu's family without any real skills.

It's not easy for the ancestors to gain a reputation, if the juniors say that they will be humiliated, they will not be able to explain to the ancestors when they go underground after a hundred years.

Across the wall, Sun Boling was sitting in a wheelchair drinking water, talking to the teacher sitting next to him from time to time. Facing each other, Gong Shuji took out his self-made topographic map of Guanzhong, and looked at Qin Gong, who came to visit, eloquently.

Guanzhong is now mostly dry land, and if the dry land wants to have a good harvest, it can only rely on God's blessing. If the weather is favorable, the harvest will be good. If the rain falls late or rains too much, the harvest of this year will be almost useless.

The plain in the east of Guanzhong was washed out by the Wei River, and a large area is covered with saline-alkali land. Even if the weather is good, the harvest will not be much better. In this way, the importance of canal construction is self-evident.

The baby-faced young man gathered his clothes, looked at the topographical map drawn on the parchment and pondered, "Teacher, do you think that the terrain and location of Liyang...isn't the best choice for the capital? "

Mr. Wang Xu pinched his beard, looked at the apprentice who was leaning over and speaking in a low voice, knocked on his forehead and said slowly, "Make do with it."

Qin State has moved its capital seven or eight times since it got the fiefdom, from Xiquanqiu to Qinyi, from Pingyang to Yongcheng, from Jingyang to Liyang, all the way to the east has never stopped, even if they want to come to Liyang, it will not be them The last capital city.

Regardless of whether they moved eastward because of the threat from Rongdi in the west or for their own development, the terrain of the capital is getting wider and wider, and the land is getting more and more fertile. After moving the capital so many times, the footprints of the Qin people went from the original Xiquanqiu to the Now all over Guanzhong, it's no wonder that San Jin tried his best to beat him.

Just looking at the terrain, there are indeed better places to choose than Liyang, but Qin Guoqiong, even if he knows that place is more suitable than Liyang for the capital, he doesn't have the energy to build it.

What are you thinking about so much now, can't you just live there?

Sun Boling heard the meaning of their teacher's words, rubbed his nose and continued to listen to Gong Shuji's eloquent talk about the plan for repairing the canal. People who are usually dumb, when they talk about serious things, they are completely different from before.

According to him, the overhaul of water conservancy can not only irrigate the land and develop water transportation, but also use the filled water source to improve the saline-alkali land. If it is successful, not only the hinterland of Guanzhong, but even the barren Weibei Plain can be turned into fertile fields.

Tsk, I really didn't see that this person has such a great ability before. After all, why is Qin Gong's complexion not so good?

He, the one who was overwhelmed by the guests, didn't say anything, so there shouldn't be any conflicts.

The baby-faced youth shifted his hands to support his face in some doubts, and looked at the water conservancy event that commented on the entire Guanzhong terrain in one breath, and then looked at the Qin monarch whose smile was getting stiffer and stiffer. He squeezed his chin and felt that things were getting worse. It's getting more and more interesting.

Qin Gong put his hands on the table helplessly, looked at the ambitious young man who wanted to turn all the land in Guanzhong into fertile soil, and he was silent for a long time before clenching his fists and said, "Mr. It would take a lot of people's power, why don't we build some small canals in Weibei first?"

Who doesn't want fertile soil and fertile fields, he can't wait to put what this person said on the agenda immediately, but Qin is poor, they can't afford it!

Mr. Wang Xu looked at several people gently, patted the non-existent dust on his sleeves, and said cheerfully, "Make do with it, make do with it."

Sun Boling: ...

I don't usually see that you know how to do a lot of work. Why do you have nothing to say now except for these two words?

Alas, the teacher has a needle in his heart, how can a student understand it?