I deliver food to Wanjie

Chapter 371 387. Daqin 13
Oh my god, this is so difficult to be so picky about words. Wu Haojun racked his brains to come up with this sentence. No, he has to go back and brush up on his classical Chinese. It's so embarrassing to do this in front of so many idols.

Yun Tutu and Bai Qinghe followed behind silently, and the two of them even looked at each other secretly, with a look of gloating in their eyes.

Sure enough, no matter where you watch your leader's jokes, the implicit pleasure is roughly the same.

"My words are golden. What I say will definitely come true. You can think about it slowly. This is a sure thing."

Qin Shihuang was very happy that the other party knew the current situation and did not make excessive demands at this time, but he did not do this on a whim. People always have to ask for something, and he would feel more at ease when using them.

In his opinion, the other party still has a lot of good things in his hands, such as Yun Tutu's ability to control lightning, and the supernatural ability that can cross two worlds...

In fact, he was also wondering in his heart whether the other party had the secret of immortality, but just didn't show it.

The civil and military officials were also happy in their hearts. The emperor's appreciation and the other party's humility made it easier for them, the subjects caught in the middle, to not be embarrassed.

They still have thousands of questions they want to ask now or in the future, so this relationship must be established well.

Yun Tutu and the others didn't know what their arrival brought to the Qin Dynasty. In the following decades, under the leadership of Qin Shihuang, the entire court was in chaos and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly harmonious.

Because in the end, everyone needs each other, and sometimes you can get answers and help from others for problems you don't understand.

In order to leave a strong mark in history, some old stubborn people who were originally complacent have also begun to learn to ask for advice and share.

The palace banquet was presided over by Qin Shihuang himself, and perhaps except for Yun Tutu, the others did not enjoy the meal well.

As soon as the banquet was over, everyone left like the tide, and the entire hall was immediately empty.

Qin Shihuang was not in a hurry to leave, but took Fusu to summon Yuntutu and others in the side hall.

"Do you have something to say?" Zhao Zheng had seen these people before, and they seemed to be hesitant to talk to him. In his opinion, the topic they wanted to talk about must be very important, and he didn't want to wait for a moment.

The reason why Fusu was brought along was because no other more suitable successor had been found. Fusu now had good abilities in all aspects and was gradually becoming less pedantic. All he could do now was to reform him.

There is a good saying among people in later generations: if you fail in practicing the big trumpet, you can actually practice the small trumpet.

If his children do not have any potential, he can choose from among his grandchildren. If he does not take those poisonous pills, he will have plenty of time to select a qualified second monarch for his Great Qin.

Wu Haojun organized his words before explaining the martial arts. When Qin Shihuang heard that it could strengthen the body, improve martial arts skills, and prolong life, his eyes instantly became eager.

This is good. Not only will he benefit, but the entire Qin Dynasty will also benefit.

"Gentlemen, you are so kind," Fusu bowed quickly. He, a young master of the Qin Dynasty, could do what the adults were not suitable for. "Thank you very much, gentlemen. Fusu is willing to sacrifice everything in his life to repay your kindness."

Yuntutu's eyes lit up. Prince Fusu should be quite wealthy.

Wu Haojun, "Master Fusu, you are too kind. This is what we should do, but we dare not ask for any reward." Although he was tempted, it was a bit too much to ask for someone's wealth, not to mention that Master Fusu had just built his mansion not long ago, and he probably didn't have many good things.

Although they are greedy for money, they should not show it too much and leave a good impression on everyone.

Yun Tutu secretly glanced at Wu Haojun. When did the leader become so generous? This is the family property of Prince Fusu. If he takes it back, he might be able to build a collection hall.

Bai Qinghe quickly lowered her head to look at her shoes, trying not to show her expression, but in her heart she was thinking, I wonder what bad idea Leader Wu is up to at this time, is he planning something again?
Prince Fusu had already spoken, and of course he could not take it back. After he established the palace, His Majesty had just ended the war and brought back many rare treasures from various countries. He was fortunate enough to get some, but compared with His Majesty's healthy life span, it was not worth mentioning.

He didn't even give the other party a chance to refuse and had already sent people back home to move the things.

Yun Tutu looked at Qin Shihuang quietly and found that there was no strange expression on his face. He believed more in the historical statement that Qin Shihuang valued his eldest son Fusu.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to endure Fusu's several contradictions. If it were other emperors in history, let alone letting him succeed to the throne, demoting him to a commoner would have been a sign of magnanimity.

Qin Shihuang agreed with Fusu's approach. He thought that this kid finally had some sense and knew what was more suitable for him to do.

But now he has a bigger doubt, "Can I practice at my age now?"

"It shouldn't be a big problem," Wu Haojun immediately spoke out. He was about the same age as the current First Emperor, and his talent was not that good, but he had also gained something.

Qin Shihuang became interested and wondered what the difference was between this so-called martial arts and the swordsmanship he had practiced before.
Of course he couldn't enjoy such a great thing alone, so he immediately ordered people to bring back the generals who had just left the palace. Marching and fighting does not only rely on brains, the generals' skills are also amazing.

That night, the Xianyang Palace was brightly lit. When court was held the next day, everyone noticed that several generals standing in the front seemed to be shaky.

Fusu, standing in front of Qin Shihuang, tried to control himself from making a fool of himself in the court. This was much more difficult than staying up late to read books and review memorials. After a whole night, his back and waist ached, but he was still very excited.

I heard that these generals were recalled to the palace last night, and I don’t know what big event happened.

Could it be that the border is unstable again? Can't these damn barbarians just stay in their own territory?
Wait until they have rested and developed their national strength, and then we will settle accounts with them.

Now not only the military generals, but even the civil officials were venting their anger. He really wanted to roll up his sleeves and subdue these people to avoid causing trouble all the time.

Yun Tutu returned to the RV and slept soundly. Staying up late is really not friendly to women, and she would have to sleep for a few days to make up for it.

When she woke up, it was already dark. She opened the curtain and saw the eunuchs and maids standing outside. She felt a little guilty. How long had she been guarding here?
She couldn't adapt to this evil feudal society even if she came here a few more times.

I've told them a long time ago that there's no need for anyone to guard or serve here, but these people still do as they please. This class system is too strict and there's really no way to change it for the time being. There's nothing I can do.

He went to the car, washed up, got ready, and quickly opened the door.

The person guarding outside the car door was actually Lan Ying, who immediately saluted when he saw Yun Tutu.