[Qin] Qin Shi

Lanterns were hung in the empty mansion at some point, extending along the path to the courtyard.

Looking at the drastically changed environment in his own yard, Bai Shu actually had the feeling of 'it's finally here' and 'as expected'.

Bai Shu held Fusu's hand, no need to guess whose handwriting it was, he pulled Fusu forward together in a funny way: "Why don't you spend time with your father in the palace?"

"It's the same every year, it's so boring." Fu Su held back his mouth, "And occasionally, I don't want to see my younger siblings attracting my father's attention."

Although he is the eldest son of Daqin who is gentle and courteous to his younger siblings on weekdays, Fusu, who once thought he was the only child of his father when he was young, grew up to have the exclusive desire to belong to the father he admired most.

Bai Shu didn't make any judgments on this. In fact, he could understand Fusu's feelings to a certain extent. Whether it's for adults or children, love has always been a desire for monopoly: "Then from this year onwards, you have been with me all the time. How about celebrating the New Year together until you get bored?"

After all, Fusu will soon be his student, and they will get along for many years in the future.

"Then what about the father?" The little angel Fusu frowned slightly, "Then..." He looked at Bai Shu with a look of confusion in his eyes, "Fusu can accompany Father Zhong during the day and go to bed at night. Are you accompanying Father?"

This kind of greed that only belongs to children successfully made Bai Shu laugh out loud, raised his hand to rub Fusu's head, and entered the yard.

But in just a few hours, the originally deserted courtyard changed. The colleagues who used to be dressed in formal court uniforms in the court hall seemed to have left behind their burdens after taking off their luxurious clothes.The civil servant leaned on the sofa cushions piled up into a mountain and lost his sitting posture. The military general randomly found a place and sat cross-legged while pulling the cushions.

There were not many people, more than a dozen people formed a circle. As soon as Fusu entered the garden, he took the initiative and pulled Bai Shu straight to Ying Zheng's side, forcing Wang Jian who was sitting next to Ying Zheng to be squeezed. .

Wang Jian is Ying Zheng's confidant who has been by his side since he returned from Handan. To put it offensively, he has already regarded Ying Zheng as his half-child.And Fusu was grown up by him, so he would not be angry with his junior, so he bumped to the other side with a smile: "Jiao Jiao, let me go!"

Mao Jiao, who was in deep thought, turned dark instantly, and he raised his head and glared at Wang Jian: "Shut up!"

Hearing this shameful name again after a year, although he was not calling him, but who made him the culprit of this name—Meng Yi raised his hand guiltily and covered his face with a card in his hand—wait Waiting for why he feels guilty, it is obviously Bai Shu's fault!

"Okay, okay," Wang Jian sighed regretfully, and moved in the direction Mao Jiaoteng came out to make room for Bai Shu, "Then Jiaojiao, you really don't think about the name, how kind it is." ah!"

"Shut up, Jian Jian!" It was a rare holiday, and Mao Jiao was too lazy to use his brain when he was facing his wicked colleague, so he sarcastically replied.

However, he still underestimated Wang Jian's face: "It's so strange to be called Jian Jian!" Wang Jian put the cards in his hand on the table, and imitated his daughter's action of twisting the corners of his clothes, swaying his body, "We are so familiar! , Jianer will be fine."

Mao Jiao was so disgusted that he didn't even want the cards in his hand, grabbed the cushion, passed Meng Tian who was sitting next to him, and ran to Wei Liao who was opposite the table to take refuge.

This made Wang Jian very satisfied. The inferior strategy that would never work in the past, finally worked today, and the result was that he successfully occupied Mao Jiao's position.

And because of Wang Jian's movement, Bai Shu sat in Wang Jian's previous position, and Fu Su happened to be sandwiched between Bai Shu and Ying Zheng, leaning his elbows on the small table, looking at his elders excitedly: " What are you playing?"

"The card game from Yanbei." Ying Zheng raised his hand and pulled Fusu into his arms, so that Fusu, who was leaning in his arms, could see the cards in his hand, "I'll teach you? Or do you want to?" Want your husband to teach you?"

"Father Wang taught!" This was not a multiple-choice question for Fusu, but what he didn't see was the movements of the people at the table raising their heads and lowering their heads in unison because of Ying Zheng's "Mr."

Bai Shu noticed the eyes of other people, he laughed and stretched his head to look at the cards in Ying Zheng's hand: "Yanbei's game has been spread here." The speed was faster than he imagined. too much.

"I brought it back when I came back this time." Wang Jian raised his hand, "The soldiers in Yanbei would get together to play cards when they have nothing to do. I thought it was fun so I brought back a pair. But I said Bai Shu, your hand There is such an advanced papermaking technology here, why didn't it be made public earlier?"

"I'll make it public earlier, so you won't be able to see me." Bai Shu asked in a low voice what Ying Zheng and the others are playing now, then stretched out his hand over Fu Su and changed the position of the cards in Ying Zheng's hand, "This card is the one I first played. Calling people to make it is not for this kind of game."

The generals didn't realize that Li Simeng, Mao Jiao Weiliao and the others who were sitting on the table were thoughtful: "Do you want to write a book?" Weiliao, who was born as a commoner, was shocked, "No wonder General Wang Jian brought it back. , no wonder this kind of good thing has been so good for so many years, but there has never been a word from Yanbei."

In the past, Mr. Yanbei was the aspiration of Yanbei's people, but after all, there are too many people and too many mouths to manage.On the contrary, it is a place with strict discipline like the Yanbei Army, which is easy to manage.In addition, as long as things are not taken away, thousands of people may think it is a whimsical joke after hearing a few words, and will not take it seriously.

Now it is discovered, on the one hand, because Yanbei is now under the management of Daqin, ordinary soldiers cannot refute Wang Jian, who is now the top general.On the other hand, because the lord has changed from King Zhao to King Qin, Yanbei has also belonged to Qin, which has a relatively short history and does not value blood so much—Yanbei does not want to hide it, and there is no need to continue to hide it.

Compared with most meritorious nobles, the upper-class marriages are frequent, and most of them are relatives, and only relatives use Zhao Guo, which is extremely xenophobic.Because Qin State absorbed talents from the six countries after Shang Yang's reform, it didn't pay much attention to wealth and background, even slaves or sinners, as long as they had talent, they could use it-there were no so many taboos about ordinary people studying.

The reason why there are so few scholars in this world is that there is no production before the scholars become officials, and those who have no assets in the family cannot afford it.On the other hand, because bamboo slips are extremely difficult to carry, complicated and time-consuming to make, and transportation is troublesome, it is difficult for ordinary people to obtain without enough money and contacts.

With paper, all this would be completely different.

Bai Shu raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Liao, and brought up a completely different topic: "Whose family is this game with, Your Majesty?"

Ying Zheng followed Bai Shu's words and did not talk about politics: "You come to fight, and I will teach Fusu." Instead of answering Bai Shu's question, Ying Zheng put the cards in Bai Shu's hand casually, put his arms around Fusu and began to talk to him Played the rules of the game.

Bai Shu had nothing to do, he didn't even have the idea of ​​asking who was the same as him, he raised his hand and played the card.The cards in Ying Zheng's hand were not bad before, no matter what kind of game, winning by himself is the safest thing.

So just after Ying Zheng and Fu Su finished talking about the rules, Bai Shu won the game: "You only brought back cards this time?"

"No," Wang Jian shook his head, "There are other things like mahjong, but none of them can be played by a group of people, so I grabbed one that is convenient for everyone to play together. You Yanbei have so many games, so many fun, after all Which genius came up with it?"

Bai Shu paused for a moment, and slightly curled up the corners of his mouth, showing his pride and nostalgia: "A friend who traveled far away."

Wang Jian felt a little regretful: "Then I won't be able to see you for the time being... But when Jian resigns from office, I can go to your Yanbei to live a life." The more I talked, the more feasible, "If your friend arrives Yanbei, I must introduce you to Jian!" After saying this, Wang Jian was very excited.

Ying Zheng raised his head and glanced at Wang Jian, a disgruntled employee who said in front of the boss what he would do after resigning: "Bai Shu," he shifted his gaze to Bai Shu, "Let's talk about the next sentence together?"

Bai Shu, who was also looking at Wang Jian, turned his head, saw the deep meaning on Ying Zheng's face, and said, "Okay."

So in the next dozen or so games, not only did Wang Jian not score a single point, but he also had sufficient evidence to prove that he was targeted by his own king and his new colleagues—oh, not only that, but also Mao Jiao .

"What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment!" Wang Jian, who was about to lose his underwear, was like a ball that had been pulled out of the cork, and he sighed weakly on the table, "Your Majesty, you are too much, and so are you, Jiao Jiao, and what are you doing?" Bai Shu, you bastard!"

Bai Shu, who was shuffling the cards, showed a big civet smile, while Fu Su, who was being carried away, watched his husband shuffling the cards with piercing eyes, and stretched out his hand ready to move.

I don’t know when the lights were lit in the courtyard, and the light illuminated the courtyard brightly. The maids transferred from the Qin Palace came forward one by one with the dinner trays like flowing water, and placed the dinner trays in front of everyone. At the table, everyone returned to everyone, but Fu Sulai stayed in Bai Shu's place.

Ying Zheng didn't have anything to say, he stood in front of the chief seat, raised the wine cup in his hand to the courtier sitting below: "New year——"

Sitting on the right side are Li Si, Meng Yi, Wei Liao, Mao Jiao, Gan Luo and other civil servants.On his left are generals such as Wang Jian, Wang Ben, Meng Tian and so on.

Compared with the lineup of previous years, there is another person.

Ying Zheng looked at Fusu, who was acting coquettishly by Bai Shu's side at the moment, and the smile on his face deepened: "——Please take care of me, and work hard for my Great Qin to rule the world."

As his words fell, the courtiers sitting on the lower side raised their glasses together and respected from a distance: "Respect Da Qin."

Your Majesty

Respect the world

In the new year, please give me a lot of advice.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year’s Day everyone V(^_^)V

Thank you, Senior White, for mine

Thank you Jinse Huanian for mine

Damn I did something stupid, set the auto-send time wrong Orz