The establishment of the government means that from now on, Zhao Ying has the power to make decisions, including making decisions on some court affairs, and even the rewards, punishments and promotions of his subordinates, which is equivalent to having an independent office.
For the children of the royal family, generally speaking, opening a new government office means moving out of the palace and opening a new residence of their own. This is a true independence in a political sense.
Zhao Yinghun shook his head indifferently.
"No, Aweng is not at home. If I move out, Ayu and my younger brother Ximei will have no support..."
The First Emperor glanced at him and nodded noncommittally.
After Zhao Ying left, the First Emperor couldn't help but have a smile on his face.
He naturally likes the emperor's grandson who is decisive in killing and acting decisively, but why doesn't he like the emperor's grandson who has a touch of humanity?
Zhao Ying was not surprised by this. After all, even the First Emperor was a mortal of flesh and blood. Even if he considered the overall situation, he would never want to see his descendants killing each other and fighting to the death.
, he really felt that staying in the eldest son's house was much better than living alone. After all, when he stayed in the eldest son's house, he could also use his name as a cheap man, although this man was really a bit of a scam. .
But the name of the eldest son really has some appeal in this era.
The name of this cheap old man must be fought when it is time to fight. After all, in the past history, even those who had nothing to do with the eldest son rebelled, but they did not forget to use the name of the eldest son. This man himself If the legitimate eldest son uses this name without understanding, he would be really stupid.
After returning from the palace, Zhao Ying went directly to the recruit camp.
Today's recruit camp has a completely new look. Mohist disciples were responsible for the maintenance and improvement of weapons, and even some defensive measures were taken by Mohist disciples, giving it a somewhat new look.
There are more than 3,000 soldiers, with thirty centurions in charge.
Zhang Han, disciples, Chen Sheng, and centurions including five Meng family disciples, have led more than 3,000 recruits into intense training.
The march of the queue was still very effective, and even the archers and horsemen had a completely different scene.
More than 3,000 people, almost without exception, can already gallop their horses and draw their bows from left to right, which is enough to rival the Xiongnu's elite cavalry. And due to the improvement of weapons, the range of bows and arrows is almost more than 20 paces beyond the Hun archers.
After a month of intensive training, these three thousand cavalrymen are almost familiar with the "Six Tao", and even have some understanding of "Sun Tzu's Art of War".
Just pull one out and you can start a similar battle formation deduction.
What is even more incredible is that these three thousand cavalrymen all had a profound understanding of the First Emperor's actions, and even had a deep sense of awe and admiration.
This is the case with many things. Before you understand it, you feel that there are various mistakes, and you even want to take the lead in resisting. But when you understand the deep meaning behind it, you feel that all opposition is short-sighted and short-sighted!
After more than ten days of Chen Ping's unremitting explanation of "Forging the Soul of the Army", the current recruit camp has a deep understanding of the First Emperor's far-sighted actions.
It even gave rise to the illusion that all the princes in the court were just short-sighted people.
He also had a deeper understanding of the unique training methods of the recruit camp. Not to mention others, Zhang Han, Tu, Chen Sheng, and even the five brothers of the Meng family all believed in what Zhao Ying preached.
Meng Wu nodded silently as he listened to his five grandchildren telling him these truths.
"Continue to work hard, how can I, a descendant of the Meng family, lag behind others?"
The old man encouraged his grandsons meaningfully. As an older generation general of Da Qin, how could he not understand the series of actions of the emperor's grandson Zhao Ying?
This is clearly brainwashing!
But because of this, he didn't want to say anything more.
For my grandson, it is a blessing to be brainwashed by the emperor Sun Ying!
Zhao Ying didn't know that Meng Wu had these thoughts. He insisted on studying and practicing martial arts every day, and went to the palace to help the First Emperor review some not-so-important memorials. Time passed by for more than a month.
After three months of baptism, Zhao Ying's recruit camp already had a completely different atmosphere.
All the new recruits were already able to conduct military exercises in a decent manner, and Zhao Ying also imparted to these new recruits the art of war he learned from the old general Wang Jian without any reservation.
As for marching in formation, fighting on the battlefield, and arranging troops in formation, they are even more effective. Even the elite captains in ordinary military camps may not be as good as these new recruits.
Moreover, after nearly two months of training with full meals every day, these fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys who are growing up have a somewhat impressive appearance and are stronger than the veterans in ordinary military camps. a bit.
The ancients were not born with short bodies, they were just at the age when they were growing and their nutrition could not keep up.
With the open supply of meat, it is strange that the food does not grow long.
Zhang Liang, who followed Zhao Ying every day, gradually gained a look of seriousness and even awe in his eyes as he looked at this unheard-of recruit camp.
Zhao Ying ignored his little thoughts.
Every day, he studied and practiced martial arts, went to the old general Wang Jian's house to learn the art of war, went to the palace to help his increasingly lazy eldest father correct his memorials, and occasionally took time to go to Wang Nan's courtyard to improve his favorability.
In his previous life, he didn't have the means to coax girls, so he used simple, crude and vulgar methods, almost repeating the male protagonist's routines in those junk TV series in his previous life.
But the question is, where has Wang Nan experienced this?
How could a man from Lu in Da Qin ever have such a romantic love?
He was already so moved that the eyes he looked at Zhao Ying were full of affection, just like autumn waves.
For the head of Guizhou in the Qin Dynasty, especially the head of Guizhou in Xianyang, the most talked-about thing is that the emperor Sun Ying opened his mansion. Now let alone the head of Guizhou in Xianyang, even in the six counties of Guandong, who in the north and south of the Yangtze River does not know the emperor's eldest grandson who successively launched Huangsun Mo, Huangsun Che, and Huangsun Li?
With the favor of the First Emperor, even when the eldest son Fusu was expelled from Xianyang and rushed to Shangjun, and was not even allowed to return without an edict, there were still many people who wanted to invest in Zhao Ying, the eldest grandson of the emperor. under the door.
But what everyone didn't expect was that the emperor's eldest grandson, who had just opened the palace, launched an unprecedented "merit-only" selection order to select talents openly and fairly, from all over the world, regardless of region. Regardless of their origin, any scholar with real talent can come to Xianyang to participate in the selection through the official Chidao.
Regardless of origin, regardless of school, regardless of reputation, anyone who wants to join the sect of the emperor's eldest grandson must pass the open selection of the emperor's eldest grandson. Everyone has the same test paper. Whether you are a talent or not, you have to speak with your own abilities.
Meritocracy!
Once the news came out, the world was shocked!
Although this era is not yet the era of later generations where only family background and family status are considered, it still pays great attention to family background and the inheritance of master and disciple.
For ordinary people, if they only have talent and learning, it would be difficult to find a way out.
Zhao Ying's move was almost earth-shattering!
Many young talents in the world, who are proud of their talents but have no way to succeed, set off for Xianyang one after another.
No matter how many people slander the Qin Empire, no matter how many people secretly curse the First Emperor for being cruel and tyrannical, the facts are so fragrant! When the opportunity arises, few can resist the temptation.
Huaiyin County.
Along the Huaishu River.
A tall, well-dressed young man with a long sword hanging from his waist, but a sallow complexion and a somewhat disheveled appearance, was looking at the fishhook in the river intently.
Seeing the fish floating in the river move, it seemed that a fish was about to take the bait. I was immediately overjoyed and subconsciously held my breath.
This is a major matter related to my meal today.
However, just when he was concentrating and wanted to close the rod, a stone hit him near the fishhook with a thud, causing a circle of ripples.
After waiting all morning for the food, it suddenly disappeared.
He raised his head with some annoyance, only to see a stocky butcher Zhang, with a sinewy face and a sharp knife stuck in his waist, looking at him with a joking look on his face.
"Han Xin, don't you always boast about your abilities and talents, but now you have an opportunity - why don't you go, instead hide here and fish secretly..."
Before he finished speaking, the stocky, fierce-looking man couldn't help but let out a burst of mocking laughter.
Han Xin put away his fishing rod, looked at the man with disdainful eyes calmly, and then bowed deeply with a calm expression.
"May I ask what the opportunity is?"
"I don't know that the emperor's eldest grandson has the power to create the emperor's mill, the emperor's plow, and the emperor's car. A few days ago, the emperor's eldest grandson has officially opened a palace and is recruiting talents from all over the world-"
Having said this, Butcher Zhang couldn't help but burst out into laughter again, took out a notice from his pocket, and threw it directly into Han Xin's face.
"Han Xin, don't you brag about your talents every day? Now I'll give you a chance. If you are really capable, go and show it to me -"
After Zhang Butcher finished speaking, he glanced at him with disdain, turned around and left with a big smile.
What Zhang looks down upon the most in his life is this kind of guy who has no ability but just pretends to be bragging every day!
I bother--
Butcher Zhang strode away.
Behind him, Han Xin wiped the spit from his face calmly and picked up the official document written on the cloth. When he saw the words "appointment of merit, meritocracy", he couldn't help but shrink his eyes, showing a trace of uncontrollable excitement.
After straightening his clothes, he bowed deeply to Butcher Zhang who had already walked away.
"Thanks for letting me know——"
Looking at the serious person behind him. Han Xin looked like the real thing, and Butcher Zhang couldn't help but let out a burst of joking laughter again.
"Go quickly, go quickly, lest our little Huaiyin County bury such an incredible talent like you - hahahaha..."
Butcher Zhang laughed and left.
This Han Xin is really an out-and-out idiot. He wants to become an official and make a fortune.
Han Xin ignored Butcher Zhang who walked away, but carefully put away his fishing rod and walked along the river to the moat of Huaiyin County. Although it was cold winter, under the moat, there were still some women in coarse linen and linen clothes, with hands that were red and thick from the cold, squatting by the river to wash clothes.
Washing clothes for rich families has always been a livelihood for some women in Huaiyin County.
Although the pay for rinsing clothes for a day is low, for these women in Huaiyin County, it is also a means of making a living.
Seeing Han Xin coming over, an old woman who was washing clothes raised her head, sighed inaudibly, and touched a rough porcelain bowl from the side. Inside the porcelain bowl was clear and gleaming gruel.
"Young man, you didn't catch anything to eat today. If you don't mind, come over and drink this bowl of gruel..."
Ever since I gave this tall young man with a long sword a bowl of gruel more than ten days ago, this young man would come here on time at this time every day and look at me eagerly.
Although she was a little unhappy, she still couldn't bear to see such a young man hungry. Therefore, these days, even if she ate less, she would still give a bowl of porridge to this young man who looked like him. A very down-and-out young man.
Taking the porridge from the old woman's hand with a respectful expression, Han Xin bowed deeply, then picked it up and drank it all in one gulp. Then he squatted by the river, washed the porcelain bowl, and handed it over respectfully.
"Han Xin thanks me for the gift of food - today, I am about to leave for Xianyang to participate in the talent selection of the emperor's eldest grandson. Here, relying on what I have learned, I will definitely rise to the top..."
Having said this, Han Xin solemnly bowed to this old woman who made a living by washing clothes.
"I believe that I will never forget the kindness I gave you - I will definitely repay you generously one day..."
The old woman took out the porcelain bowl and glanced at Han Xin who was serious about his business with an unhappy expression.
"A manly man cannot support himself. I feel sorry for you, so I gave you a bowl of porridge. Do I want to covet your reward?"
Han Xin didn't reply. He looked carefully at the old woman in coarse linen clothes, with a yellow complexion and swollen fingers. He bowed deeply again and turned to leave.
…
Similar scenes are happening quietly all over the world.
After the recruitment order was issued, Zhao Ying put this matter behind him. After all, Chen Ping was responsible for this kind of thing, and Zhang Liang was helping him. There was no need to micromanage everything.
His current energy is still focused on the recruit camp.
Although they were new recruits, there were not many signs of their inexperience. Not only were they ordered and prohibited, but they also lined up neatly. During the march, there were already signs of elite veterans in the army.
The three thousand recruits in the new barracks changed almost every day, which Zhao Ying saw in his eyes and felt happy in his heart.
This is his real team, the guarantee of survival in the face of death!
(End of chapter)
