Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 249 The three generations of heirs of the Great Qin Empire, all sons are crowned grandsons!
In the main hall of Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng ordered the royal chef in the palace to cook delicacies, all of which are rare delicacies from the mountains and seas, which made Qin Mo, who had lost too much blood, and the exhausted Xia Wuqie and the rest of the women, let go of their stomachs to eat and drink.

He and his descendants accompanied the lamp to show the gratitude of the royal family!

Qin Mo recovered very quickly when he had something to eat. After three bowls of hot tiger whip turtle soup, a layer of hot sweat appeared on his forehead, and his pale complexion improved a lot.

"Give Ai Qing another bowl."

Seeing that Qin Mo was drinking more and more, Ying Zheng ordered the waiter to speak again.

Qin Mo was busy waving his hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Your Majesty, it's almost done, drinking too much of this soup won't help."

Ying Zheng nodded, and then said again: "Bring the seafood to Zhu Qing...Qin Qing loves noodles, so he ordered the imperial chef to cook a bowl of seafood noodles, put more vinegar and spicy peppers, and some fresh tribute garlic."

However, he knew what Qin Mo liked and arranged it properly.

After a little leaning, various seafood dishes came to the table, and Qin Mo's exclusive seafood noodles were also served, and everyone immediately shook their cheeks and started eating.

Ying Zheng asked Danshu and Zidu to peel garlic for Qin Mo himself and eat it with noodles.

Qin Mo had no choice but to say in panic, "Your Majesty, how can this make..."

Yingzheng took a sip from the wine bottle: "Aiqing is an elder uncle, so I can't help but eat."

The two children clumsily peeled the garlic cloves, and handed them to Qin Mo's mouth: "Mr. Qin eats garlic."

Qin Mo took the garlic cloves with a smile, took a hard bite of the noodles, and praised with a smile, "Wow, it's very delicious~!"

The two children were immediately satisfied, and they peeled the garlic more seriously.

Ying Zheng watched lovingly from the side, then suddenly put down the wine bottle, moved to Qin Mo's side and said in a low voice, "I want to seal all my sons as grandsons, what does Ai Qing think?"

"Pfft...cough..."

Qin Mo choked instantly, and the noodles almost spewed out from his nostrils.

Ying Zheng seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and handed him the wine bottle calmly.

Qin Mo hurriedly took it, gulped it down, suppressed his cough, and then looked at the boy who was seriously peeling the garlic.

The difference between Gongsun and Taisun is one word, but the status is very different.

If he is named grandson, he will be the third generation prince of the Great Qin Empire!
The little guy is only three years old now, his temperament is uncertain, no one can say what his temperament will be like in the future, it is too hasty to rashly make him a grandson.

But...to act too hastily has always been Ying Zheng's style!

Moreover, as the eldest grandson, Zidu should also be the third generation prince of Daqin, and it is not a bad thing to decide on his status early.

On the contrary, it can dispel the unrealistic illusions of many people and make the political situation of Daqin more stable in the next few decades!

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Qin Mo threw a whole garlic clove into his mouth, chewed it quickly to let the pungentness stimulate his brain, and said with his hands together: "The matter of the crown prince is decided by His Majesty, and I don't say anything."

Ying Zheng frowned, and said angrily, "What's Aiqing saying? Could it be that he disagrees?"

Qin Mo immediately shook his head and said, "I absolutely have no such intention."

Ying Zheng said bluntly, "That means you agree?"

Qin Mo: "..."

This is a double block.

Don't ask me to make a statement!

Qin Mo pondered for a long while before saying: "I can only say that your Majesty's intention, in the long run...the benefits outweigh the disadvantages!"

Yingzheng laughed immediately, stroked his beard and nodded and said, "It's good that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. Aiqing understands my intentions, so it's decided."

Qin Mo smiled wryly and shook his head, but didn't answer, just picked up the noodle bowl and continued to eat.

Seeing that he was silent, Ying Zheng refilled the wine bottle on his own, and said in a low voice: "However, the son is still young, and he was named a grandson too early. In the future, he may develop arrogance. I don't know what Ai Qing wants." Take him by your side, always urging to teach?"

"Pfft...cough...cough..."

Qin Mo choked again, and this time the noodles really came out of his nostrils.

Ying Zheng smiled, and handed him the wine bottle that had just been filled. Qin Mo blew out the noodles from his nostrils, took the wine bottle and drank again, suppressing his cough.

"Your Majesty, all the monarchs in the court are virtuous..."

"Virtuousness does not mean that there is no selfishness. Looking at the courtiers in the court, the only ambition to love you has already surpassed selfishness. I also only believe in loving you."

Ying Zheng didn't give Qin Mo a chance to speak at all, and blocked him completely with a decisive sentence, saying, "Aiqing only said that he would like to be the teacher of Zidu?"

"If Aiqing doesn't want to be Zidu's teacher, then the matter of conferring grandson, let's put it aside for now and wait until he grows up!"

This can be regarded as forcing Qin Mo into a corner.

Qin Mo fell into deep thought again, and it took another long while before he put down the wine bottle, and said helplessly, "You don't need the name of master and apprentice, the relationship between master and apprentice is too serious. After a child is a little sensible, he is always afraid of the master. Resisting in my heart... According to my opinion, how about letting Danshu and Zidu live with my uncle?"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded with joy and said, "Ai Qing is really worried, so it's decided!"

Qin Mo picked up the noodle bowl again, ready to continue eating, but when the noodles reached his mouth, he stopped again, hesitantly said: "Is there something else to do, Your Majesty? Why don't we talk about it together!"

He was afraid of Ying Zheng.

If it happens again, he must choke out esophagitis.

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "It's nothing to worry about... After the autumn harvest, I want to go west and go outside the Great Wall to accept the Tibetan Qiangs in person."

"Aiqing is also driving with her, and by the way, in Hexi Kingdom, the marriage will be done!"

This was a matter of getting angry with Qin Mo after the military parade.

The delay until after the autumn harvest was already the result of Ying Zheng's patience.

"Here."

Qin Mo responded with his hand, picked up the noodle bowl and continued to eat steadily.

Ying Zheng refilled the wine bottle, and suddenly said, "By the way, Aiqing..."

Qin Mo was already frightened, and before Ying Zheng could say anything, he choked again: "Pfft... cough cough cough... what else is your majesty doing?"

Ying Zheng handed him the wine bottle, laughed and said, "It's all right, I just want to see if Ai Qing will choke again."

Qin Mo: "..."

Do you want to be so wicked?

Do you do it alone?
……

The two princes and ministers were bored, Zhao Gao, who was standing by the side, was already numb, and his eyes turned to Hu Hai, one of the princes and princesses who accompanied him.

Today's Hu Hai is already a handsome young man. Although he is still stubborn, he is more and more likable when he goes there.

Ying Zheng loves him even more!
As Hu Hai's teacher, Zhao Gao failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a master even though he was admitted to the school because of Hu Hai in the past two years.

But Youdao is a teacher for one day and a father for life. The relationship between the two masters and apprentices has not faded, but because of the distance, beauty has been created, and Hu Hai respects and loves him more and more.

Moreover, there is a master-student relationship, and the two have long been an inseparable community of destiny!
Needless to say, no matter how good Fusu is and how stable the position of prince is, Zhao Gao still hopes in his heart that Hu Hai can take advantage of being favored to compete for that position.

After all, only when Hu Hai gains power can Zhao Gao's family continue to prosper in Great Qin after a hundred years of Yingzheng!

But now... Ying Zheng and Qin Mo's whispered discussion, he heard clearly.

The son is going to be a grandson!
The third generation heir of the Great Qin Empire is about to be finalized!
This made Zhao Gao see the reality clearly, even if Hu Hai is favored again, it is only favored, and there is no possibility of winning the competition for that seat!

Hu Hai's best destiny in the future is to obtain a better fief in a few years, leave Xianyang and become a vassal, becoming the king of a principality in name only.

As for Zhao Gao, or his family, the best ending is to follow Hu Hai to the feudal clan, or he can get Hu Hai's asylum and linger on for more than ten years.

Just like those courtiers who stood in line with the grown-up princes back then, when the grown-up princes were entrusted outside the Great Wall, they had no choice but to take their families and follow them to serve as officials outside the Great Wall...

This can be regarded as the result of a relatively moderate political struggle failure!

When Zhao Gao felt helpless and bitter, Hu Hai seemed to notice his gaze, and suddenly raised his head to meet his gaze.

Hu Hai was stunned for a moment, because he was as smart and astute as him, and he saw the helplessness and bitterness in Zhao Gao's eyes.

Leaning slightly, Hu Hai seemed to have realized something, but he just returned a bright smile to Zhao Gao, which seemed to be relieved.

There are some things, don't be whimsical!
……

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At the beginning of October, the central court meeting.

Yingzheng issued three edicts, one of which was to urge the officials to take care of the autumn harvest, which is what the title should mean.

As soon as the second edict was issued, all civil and military officials were in an uproar... Officially conferring the grandson and grandson as grandsons, the third generation heir apparent of the Great Qin Empire!
But after the uproar, all civil and military officials felt a sense of loss as if they were relieved from a heavy burden.

Let's do things down-to-earth in the future, and those messy thoughts that are not there can probably be completely discarded.

Yingzheng is still in his prime, but the heirs of the second and third generations have already been decided, thinking about what is there and what is not, it is a waste of energy and brain cells...

Of course, this is not to say that there is no shortcut to go, and you can only work hard and get promoted by political achievements!
Taisun is still young and has reached the age of enlightenment. If anyone can get the position of Taisun's teacher, then the future is very promising.

Just like Chunyu Yue, although his official position is not obvious now, his status is extremely detached.

When Fusu ascends the throne in the future, it will be a new nobleman in the court, who would dare to underestimate him?

"Starting tomorrow, Grandson will move out of Xianyang Palace and live in Prime Minister Qin's Mansion."

When all the civil and military officials were thinking about it, Ying Zheng added another sentence after Zhao Gao's voice of reading the edict fell.

All the officials were stunned, and it took a moment for them to realize what Ying Zheng meant.

This is clearly to let the young prime minister take on the responsibility of teaching the grandson!
The little expectations that had just arisen in Baiguan's heart disappeared in an instant, and there were bursts of wry smiles in his heart, all he could do was envy Qin Mo.

The young prime minister took on the responsibility of teaching the grandson, so that all the officials couldn't help but feel jealous.

After all, the premise of jealousy is to think that you are not inferior to the other party, so you should get the same or even higher honor or benefits.

And who dares to say that the young prime minister's martial arts and martial arts are not inferior to the other party's?
Even Wang Jian and Meng Tian don't have such a big face to dare to compare!

After all, it was because I didn't have the life to take a shortcut... that's all...

The civil and military officials sighed secretly, and continued to prick up their ears to listen to the content of the third edict.

The third edict is about the royal tour to the west after the autumn harvest, and everything should be kept simple along the way, just like the previous southern tour.

What is different from the previous southern tour is that this time the prince Fusu no longer accompanied him, but stayed in Xianyang to supervise the country.

After hearing this, all the civil and military officials were naturally full of praises for Ying Zheng's virtuous reputation, and then they decided whether to go to the shuffle and ask for a companion on the west tour...

……

There were no major moths in the autumn harvest, and the floods were only in some areas. The autumn grain collection and storage in Daqin was generally smooth.

And when the autumn harvest is in progress, medical centers in various places are finally on the right track.

It is especially worth mentioning that Wu Zhu, who is willing to participate in the training of the medical center, has learned a set of serious health and medical knowledge. Although it is not a profound medical avenue, but with three folk books, it is enough to be a life-saving and healing the wounded. the barefoot doctor.

Wu Zhu, who received training in the medical center, graduated one after another, filling the gaps in the medical centers in the village and gradually becoming the object of the people's reliance.

Many blind shamans who were not very popular with the people in the past have become big shamans respected by the villagers!
The people are so realistic, whoever has the real ability, who can bring them practical benefits, they will believe in whoever.

On the contrary, there are some diehard Wu Zhu.

These witches are all famous witches in the past, because Qin Mo set up a stall and spread the Duxian witchcraft case to the whole world, causing Wuzhu's reputation to plummet, and many famous witches had to put down their status and go to Received training in a medical center and changed his career to become a doctor for a living.

But the most indispensable thing in the world is the stubborn donkey, and there are still many diehard witches, who just don't want to give in to the medical clinic.

If you don't accept the training of the medical center to practice medicine, it will be treated as murder, right?

Then we will uphold that no publicity, no initiative, only wait for the people to come to ask for their own treatment, and then do not charge money for consultation, so that no one will report it, so it is not murder, right?
This is called helping others, and the government has to praise and praise it!
Not to mention, these die-hard witches use love to generate electricity, and when they do it with such selfless dedication, the common people really like them!
Because of the witchcraft case in Du County, many people who lost their respect for witchcraft gradually began to loosen up again.

Still the same sentence, whoever can bring practical benefits to the people, the people will trust him!

However, the popularity won by the die-hard Wu Zhu is more like a flashback before his death, because as countless medical centers have entered into the normal state, and countless Wu Zhu who have received training from the medical center have graduated, better and more effective treatments will soon be available. Almost won the hearts of the people.

Unless you are a true superstitious person, you will go to those stubborn witches to heal the wounded soldiers, but anyone who loves himself a little bit will start to understand that the medical center and the new school of witchcraft are the ones who can really save the dying and heal the wounded. Or find a new school of witchcraft.

And the stubborn Wu Zhu, although he also saved lives and healed the wounded, but four or five times out of ten, he was able to heal a minor illness into a serious illness, and a minor injury into a serious injury, and even lost his life because of delay in treatment...

In this way, the die-hard Wu Zhu had just won the hearts of the people, and then disappeared in an instant. No one dared to joke about their own lives and bet on the probability of them curing someone to death!
(End of this chapter)