my grandfather was qin shi huang

During dinner, Fusu, who had just sobered up, also washed up and came over. However, he did not drink again in the evening. Even when he ate, he only took a few symbolic bites before putting down his chopsticks. .

I drank a little too much at noon. Although I sobered up, I still had no appetite.

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Ying mentioned that the imperial court was planning to set up midwife training in Afang Palace. He thought that his father might be reluctant, but Fusu agreed without hesitation. .

While Zhao Ying was slightly stunned, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that Fusu would not be willing to take this job. After all, it would be somewhat unseemly for a dignified eldest son to steal the job of a female official in the palace.

After the banquet, it was not completely dark yet, and the First Emperor was not in a hurry to return to the palace. With his hands behind his back, he wandered around the yard where Zhao Ying usually practiced martial arts.

The First Emperor refused to leave, and it was difficult for the young master to leave, so he simply followed him.

Although the First Emperor did not call him, Fusu looked at the First Emperor who was walking in front with his hands behind his back, and then at the eldest son Zhao Ying who was naturally supporting the First Emperor's arm, and half a step behind, like a little follower, following the two of them. Behind him, Young Master Gao and Manager Hei hesitated for a moment, but then followed them wisely.

The First Emperor didn't chase him away, he just strolled slowly in the backyard, letting him follow him like a little tail.

"Are you still practicing martial arts on weekdays?"

Looking at the cleanly wiped weapons on the weapon racks and the broken arrow targets piled like a hill under the wall, the First Emperor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and looked at Zhao Ying aside.

Zhao Ying smiled and nodded.

"Skills come from hard work rather than play, success comes from thinking but failure comes from casualness. I am also afraid that I will become slack over time, so I take the time to come here every day and practice casually -"

The First Emperor's eyes couldn't help but twitch when he heard it. He couldn't help but subconsciously glanced at the pile of broken arrow targets like a hill.

In the dim light, you can still see clearly that they are all traces of the abandoned objects being shot directly through by strong bows.

Am I talking about whether you are diligent or not?

Hei had known for a long time that His Highness had amazing supernatural powers and could see through the back of a target, but when he saw the shocking target, he couldn't help but feel awe-struck. Innate supernatural power was one thing, but being able to exercise strict self-discipline and practice day after day was another. Something else.

And the emperor's grandson is equipped with both.

"The best of one's work comes from hard work and waste from play; success comes from thinking and failure from randomness..."

At this time, twilight was falling, and the light in the yard was already a little blurry. Fusu, who was following behind like a little tail, was a little absent-minded, and he didn't know where his thoughts and attention were going.

If it weren't for the fact that Young Master Gao saw that his eldest brother was alone behind him, deliberately falling a few steps behind and walking side by side with him, he would have looked even more miserable.

Naturally, they didn't find the pile of broken arrow targets.

But at this time, when I heard Zhao Ying blurted out the famous sentence, my eyes suddenly lit up. I couldn't help but murmured it in a low voice, and then looked at the tall figure standing side by side with the First Emperor with burning eyes.

Is this why this child is where he is today?
How well said this is!
It can be used as a motto in life. He has made up his mind to engrave this sentence on his desk after returning to Afang Academy to serve as a motto.

Um--

It seems that it can also be used to encourage those students in the academy?

When I think of this, my mind instantly opens up.

The mind-blowing quotes from his eldest son's study instantly came to mind, and he decided to copy those banners to Afang Palace Academy tomorrow.

"It's a pity that this child's mind is not on writing these moral articles. Some of them are just fragments and not a system. Otherwise, if he writes it, it will definitely become a masterpiece that can rival the sages. Maybe I can urge him to write it... "

At this time, Zhao Ying didn't know that his unintentional words had been remembered by his father, and even a small composition had been arranged for him.

"you--"

The First Emperor paused slightly, deliberately making his tone sound more casual, so as not to make it appear that he, the eldest father, was making a fuss, as if he had never seen the world.

"Is that strong bow easy to use?"

When Zhao Ying heard this, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"It's okay, I'll just make do with it—"

Having said this, Zhao Ying paused and carefully vaccinated the First Emperor.

"It's a bit soft - but don't worry, old man, when I use it, I will be careful and careful to try not to break it..."

First Emperor:……

He suddenly felt that he was a bit underserved by leaving his eldest grandson in Xianyang. Such a powerful general should go to the battlefield——

But soon, he suppressed this sudden thought in his mind.

Do you lack a strong general?
What he lacks is a man of great talent and strategy, enough to inherit the foundation of the Qin Dynasty that he has worked so hard to build. What he lacks is a Qin II who can continue to move forward along the path he created!
"Well, you can just play with this thing casually - if it doesn't go well, you can ask Ou Yeque to help you make another good one..."

Yes, the expression is natural and the tone is calm and gentle.

The First Emperor felt that he had to act more casually to prevent this brat from thinking about charging into battle, killing generals and seizing the flag every day.

Zhao Ying nodded vigorously and said happily.

"Thank you, Dad——"

It's not that he doesn't want to make a good bow, but that in this era, without the concept of compound bows, making a five-stone strong bow has almost reached the ultimate level of technology. If he wants to go further, he doesn't know how much manpower it will cost. Material resources.

The most important thing is that even if it is made, the practicality is not high.

It is very likely that it will only be reduced to a small toy that I occasionally use for hunting...

Who can pull it apart from me?

Even someone as strong as Xiang Yu would have difficulty pulling his own five-stone bow, let alone a stronger bow.

However, with the words of the First Emperor, he could take this opportunity to launch more powerful compound bows, as well as some more advanced and powerful crossbows in later generations.

"What is this, a stone lock?"

The First Emperor suddenly stopped and looked at the exaggeratedly large "stone lock" in front of him. He looked at Zhao Ying beside him with some surprise. Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel a trace of embarrassment on his face.

Then, before the First Emperor came to the "stone locks", he took two quick steps, yelled, walked up to the stone locks, picked up one in one hand, and then threw it towards the open space aside as if throwing ordinary stone locks. Throw……

"Bam—"

"Bam—"

There were two loud noises, and even the ground beneath my feet felt a clear tremor.

Everyone:…

Seeing everyone looking at him dumbfounded, Zhao Ying smiled sheepishly.

"There are very few people here usually. I just threw it here in the morning and didn't throw it back. I didn't expect it to block the way of the eldest father..."

First Emperor:……

Black Manager: ...

Everyone looked at Zhao Ying's innocent face, and then at the smoke and dust in the distance that had not yet fallen, and for a moment they didn't know how to express it. Is it a matter of blocking the road or not?
The First Emperor calmed down for a while before he regained his composure, pointed at the huge stone lock that had been thrown aside, and looked at Zhao Ying standing aside with a strange expression.

"Are you using this to work hard now?"

Seeing this, Zhao Ying nodded casually.

"Yeah - practice whatever you want, move your body..."

"Your Highness, this stone lock of yours doesn't sound like it's made of stone?"

Hei beside him couldn't bear it any longer. After saying that, he simply walked over, leaned down, and touched it with his own hands. Then, his whole body froze in place.

"Is this made of pig iron?!"

Zhao Ying could only nod his head bravely.

Although his strength has not grown as rapidly as before, it is still growing slowly. The ordinary stone lock can no longer be used as a toy for his little sister and several wives and concubines in the yard. For him, it has completely lost its power. In order to polish his body, he could only ask his servants to help him forge two pure iron ones, each weighing more than a thousand kilograms...

This strength was beyond the comprehension of normal people, so he himself did not dare to tell outsiders.

I just didn't expect that I would be bumped into by the First Emperor today. The most important thing is that even though I tried my best to hide it, the black manager also found out the clues. This was a bit unexpected.

He was thinking in his mind, how to deceive——

Hey, how can I explain this to make these people think that this is no big deal? Then they heard Hei gasping for air.

"I'm afraid this one weighs over a thousand pounds -"

Hei pushed the two big iron locks hard, but they couldn't shake at all. He couldn't help but look at the emperor's grandson who was smiling all day long and smiled sincerely, and sighed sincerely. .

"Your Highness's true power is also——"

The First Emperor turned around, stretched out his big hand, and patted his eldest grandson vigorously.

"As expected of my winner son, he really has the style of his ancestors!"

Fusu behind him was already so shocked that he almost forgot about asking his son to write a short essay. He knew that his eldest son was very strong, but he never expected that he would be so ridiculously strong.

However, after the First Emperor finished his excitement, he added in a timely manner.

"However, the divine power of the ancestors appears on you, which is a bit wasted..."

After finishing speaking, I did not forget to express a sigh of relief.

"Tell me, what do you want this divine power for? Why don't you share some of it with me..."

Zhao Ying:......

No matter how brave his grandson is, he cannot let his eldest grandson go out to lead the army in the war. He must try to use this time to let his eldest grandson completely control this huge empire as soon as possible.

In the past few days, although he could eat and drink, and could not find any obvious problems, he always felt some inexplicable palpitations.

Even if he didn't want to, he had to consider completely giving up this position to Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying didn't know what the First Emperor was thinking at this time, and was still regretting that he couldn't gallop on the battlefield. It doesn’t matter that I was a rookie in my previous life. I finally traveled through time and became a powerful man, but in the end I still had to stay at home...

However, fortunately, for his own divine power that is completely beyond the scope of normal people's understanding, there is no need to find reasons on his own, the First Emperor himself convinced him.

In a word: It has the style of ancestors!

Our ancestors were so awesome——

When the lanterns were first lit, the First Emperor and Empress Zheng, who had reluctantly returned from the backyard, drove back to the palace. After seeing off the First Emperor and Empress Zheng, Prince Gao also took the opportunity to get up and leave.

When the carriages and horses of the First Emperor and Young Master Gao gradually disappeared from sight, Fusu turned around and looked at the tall and burly eldest son behind him with complicated eyes, who was already a head taller than himself.

Such an outstanding son, I had never noticed it before!

I’m really ashamed to be a father——

"Ying'er, Aweng is sorry for you..."

Zhao Ying:......

Ah, where did you start with these words——

However, to say I'm sorry is actually right. If you hadn't been stubborn and twisted your neck to fight with your own father, why would I have worked so hard to worry so much for you.

……

Early the next morning, the First Emperor personally issued an edict.

The infant Zhao Pan, the eldest daughter of the emperor's grandson, was canonized as Princess Changning of the Great Qin Dynasty. This imperial edict made many royal children spoiled by envy.

You know, not to mention the great-granddaughter, even the sisters of Zhao Ying's generation, none of them can get the title of princess. Now, the title of princess has passed over them and fallen on a newly born child.

However, although they were envious, no one dared to say anything.

Everyone understands that the title of Princess Changning was basically given to the emperor's grandson, and the emperor's grandson...

Therefore, it is only a matter of time before that child is given the title of princess.

Zhao Ying naturally didn't care about these little thoughts.

Because, his days were like a clock that was wound up, becoming busier and busier. Even the guests who rushed to his house to congratulate him could not receive them in person, because the second imperial examination, which attracted worldwide attention, was finally about to take place. The exam has officially started.

It was the ninth day of the sixth lunar month in the twenty-seventh year of the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty.

Everything is appropriate.

Students from all over the world gathered in Xianyang. Under the escort of Xuanjia elites in Xianyang City, scholars living in the Talent Recruitment Hall and Juncai Building rushed to investigate.

Those students living outside also packed their bags and rushed to the examination room early in the morning with their photo stickers and the "talisman", "pass" and "examination" issued by their local yamen.

In a small courtyard temporarily rented.

Yong Chi picked up his luggage and looked at Wang Ling again, who was lying on the bed unable to get up.

"Brother Wang, please stay here to recover while I go first..."

On the bed, Wang Ling, who looked weak, forced a smile.

"Brother Yong, just go on your own. I'm fine. This is what fate is. Anyway, the imperial court has opened the way to the imperial examination. I'll wait for the next one. I have the right to think that this time it's Brother Yong who went to explore the way for me..."

When Yong Chi saw this, he hesitated to speak, but finally nodded gently to Wang Ling.

"it is good--"

He knew very well that these were words of comfort from his brother Wang. Once he missed the imperial examination, he didn't know how to face the harsh criticism of his family members. When he thought of his future situation, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It is so sad that the Wang family has talented people but does not know how to cherish them——(End of Chapter)