"Uncle has a broad mind, which is not comparable to that of a woman like Afang.
"I wonder what uncle wants to tell Afang?"
Uncle's open-mindedness was expected by Afang. Ever since the two met, his uncle had been so cynical.
If it is said that His Majesty only has national affairs in mind and private matters do not bother him. An uncle doesn't care about most of the things that others strive to pursue, but he always cares about some unnecessary trivial things.
Afang still can't understand the collapse of the three great families of Meng Xibai.
Ying Chengyu said very casually:
"I just went to see Xiao Shiba. His mental condition is not very good. He is probably frightened. I took him out to play for a while."
Afang pondered for a moment.
"Uncle, is he going to teach Hu Hai himself? This child is very lucky to be favored by uncle. If Fusu knew about it, he would be jealous to death. I don't understand why he was compared to an eight-year-old child. .”
Back then, the First Emperor wanted Ying Chengyu to be his eldest son's teacher, but Ying Chengyu refused.
Now that he has offered to take Ying Huhai with him, Afang suspects that his uncle is testing the heir to the throne, and his words contain hidden secrets to test his uncle's feelings.
"I am a humble person, so I am not qualified to teach others. The emperor's sister-in-law is really joking."
Ying Chengyu heard what A Fang meant and smiled to put away his worries.
"Hu Hai is young and will definitely bring a lot of trouble to my uncle. I just need to discipline him strictly."
Afang smiled and said, she agreed.
"If so."
Ying Chengyu also smiled and sighed slightly in his heart.
[The emperor's sister-in-law responded so happily that she really didn't care much about Xiao Shiba. That's fine, Zhao Gao is dead, I will take Xiao Shiba away. There is no one around the imperial brother who can cause the death of the second generation of Great Qin. Great Qin should be stable. ]
"Brother Huang's side..."
Ying Chengyu looked embarrassed, as if he didn't know how to ask the First Emperor for Ying Huhai.
Afang reciprocated the favor and took the initiative to accept the offer.
"Uncle, don't worry, let's go and talk to Afang."
"Thank you for your help, Mrs. Huang."
A Fang shook his head.
A youngest son with no hope of the throne is not that important.
"... All magic is difficult to perform, not only for thousands of vehicles, but also for thousands of vehicles. It is not necessary for the master's left and right to be wise. The master has wisdom in others and listens to them. Because he discusses his words with the left and right, he is discussing wisdom with fools... …”
The young man read loudly, glancing at the palace door from time to time, and read quickly.
Every time he glanced over, he expected his uncle to push the door open and come in. Every day when he looked away, he looked forward to the next glimpse of his uncle pushing open the door and entering.
"How many times?"
Ying Chengyu suddenly opened the door and asked with a smile.
"uncle!"
The young man threw away the bamboo slips and hit him like a human bullet.
In Zhangtai Palace, the First Emperor got up, had breakfast, bathed and changed clothes. The whole body was very refreshed, and he patiently listened to Xijun's story about his younger brother taking his eighteenth son away.
"This guy, I asked him to take Fusu but he didn't, and now he takes the initiative to take Hu Hai!"
"Your Majesty also thinks that uncle wants to interfere with the crown prince's position? Afang will refuse now!"
"Sit down, sit down."
The First Emperor held down the queen who was getting up in a hurry and was about to leave, and said helplessly:
"I'm just complaining out of habit. Fusu was the king chosen by me and Cheng Xi, and it took more than ten years to cultivate him. Now if I want to abolish the position of Prince Fu Su, Cheng Xi will oppose it."
Afang believed in the First Emperor's analysis. Her husband stood much higher than her and could see much further.
"That's good."
"However, we can't let this guy go so easily."
The First Emperor touched his chin.
"Go and send that girl Yin Man over. It's almost the same as bringing one or two."
The fifth princess of the Qin Dynasty, Ying Yinman, disliked red makeup and preferred military uniforms since she was a child.
Not only did he dance with spears and sticks in his own palace, and compete with eunuchs and maids in martial arts, he also often competed with other princes and princesses.
Except for the eldest son Ying Fusu, the second son Ying Gao, the third son Ying Jianglu, and the fourth son Ying Zhi who are older than her are all no match for Ying Yinman, not to mention the remaining ones who are younger than Ying Yinman. , there is no one who can fight.
Women develop earlier than men. At this age, Ying Yinman was invincible in all the harems and was considered the dominant one in the harem. Many young masters and princesses walked around her.
The fifth princess's dominance is not only among children.
Most of the princes and princesses of the Qin Dynasty respected and feared the First Emperor, but Ying Yinman was different.
The Fifth Princess, who has been outgoing and lively since she was a child, often came here to ask the First Emperor to teach her martial arts when the First Emperor was still working in Zhangtai Palace every day.
The First Emperor told his daughter more than once, "This is the courage of an ordinary man, but of little use." The fifth princess was rebellious, refused to listen or speak, and openly went against the First Emperor.
Fight after defeat, never get tired of it.
Zhangtai Palace, which other young masters and princesses fear like a tiger, is full of Yin Yinman's footprints, and he has visited it more often than his eldest brother Ying Fusu.
Chang'an Jun's Mansion.
Ying Chengyu settled the accommodation issue for his nephew and went to find Xunzi.
He had to ask carefully why he said yesterday that he would go on patrol on behalf of the emperor's brother. The emperor's brother looked surprised, as if he didn't know about it at all.
"I was afraid that the pigeons would be robbed, so I asked someone to deliver a message, and you cut off half of it... It's hard to guard against domestic thieves!"
On the way to Xunzi's courtyard, Ying Cheng was mumbling.
"Uncle, punch me!"
A figure grew from small to large, and with excitement on his face, he raised his fist and smashed over.
Ying Chengyu twitched the corner of his mouth, took a step back sideways, put his hands behind his back and lightly hooked one foot.
The next moment, the figure screamed and fell to the ground, dust flying.
Ying Chengyu quickly moved a few steps away from the dust to prevent his new clothes from getting dirty.
The figure held up his hands and bounced up quickly. His originally neat clothes were all stained with loess, but his face was still clean. He must have raised his head deliberately when he fell.
"Don't talk about martial ethics!"
The girl's face is soft and tender, and the collagen is slowly building up.
The body that has not grown out cannot be said to be bulging forward and backward, but it has reached the level of slimness. The naturally beautiful face without makeup was full of dissatisfaction, and she wrinkled her nose and complained loudly.
"You bully me, a twenty-seven-year-old man, and you still won't let me get out of the way? I advise you to take care of yourself!"
"Come again!"
The girl patted the dust on her body, kicked her legs hard, and bullied her again. This time she paid special attention to her lower body, keeping her eyes on Ying Chengyu's feet to avoid being plotted again.
However, the next moment, the girl fell down and ate mud again.
The girl lay on the ground and couldn't get up, sulking.
She clearly didn't see her uncle make a move, so why did she trip and fall again!
"Hello."
She felt her head being pulled twice, and the pulling method was exactly the same as when she pulled the rabbits she raised.
The girl suddenly turned her head and stared unkindly at her uncle's smiling face, which became increasingly hateful as she looked at it.
"Why did you come to my house?"
Ying Chengyu asked while tapping the girl's head.
The young man covered his head in displeasure, got up and sat on the ground. Instead of sitting upright, he sat on the ground with his legs spread apart, giving him a very informal and informal air.
"The people in the palace think I'm annoying."
She said knowingly.
Ying Chengqiao chuckled.
"What makes you think that if they find you annoying, I won't find you annoying?"
"Uncle, we people in the world may not be polite, but we must be loyal. It was you who taught me martial arts at the beginning and said that women should not be inferior to men. Men can kill enemies on the battlefield and make meritorious deeds, why can't women?"
The girl looked sideways at her uncle.
"It's okay if others find me annoying. Uncle, what qualifications do you have to find me annoying?"
Neither light nor heavy, it hit the fifth niece's head with just enough force to make her feel pain.
"What does it have to do with me? Who asked you to read it for me?"
"Uncle, didn't he just write it for others to read?"
"Who said that? I can't just write and play to pass the time."
"Father can see it, why can't Yin Man see it?"
"Do you think it will be easy to move your father out? Your father is also a thief! According to Qin law, your father will never be able to finish his corvee service in his lifetime!"
"The word 'steal' is inappropriate. In the whole world, it's not the king's land, and it's not the king's ministers who lead the land. Everything in the world belongs to the father, and so does what my uncle wrote."
"...Your shamelessness is the same as your father's."
Ying Chengyu stood up and lightly kicked his fifth niece's spread left leg.
"Get up quickly! What does it look like for a girl to sit so boldly?"
The girl's eyes lit up, and she saw the right moment for Ying Chengyu to stretch out his legs, folded his arms and threw him hard.
With a slight push from Ying Chengyu, the girl threw herself out and had close contact with the soil for the third time.
"Is this a sneak attack? Your three-legged cat kung fu is okay for beating your brothers and sisters, but you still want to challenge me? You don't overestimate your abilities. There are only one stone in the world of martial arts, and I, Ying Chenglong, have eight fights!"
Ying Chengyu looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle with his hands behind his back, looking like he was alone and seeking defeat.
"Hmph, I admit that your Excellency is very strong. But thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young girls!"
Ying Yinman quickly got up, raised her fist towards the sun, shook it and shouted. The layer of dust on the body has a golden luster, like the scorching sun covering it with a layer of sunshine armor.
dark place.
The Yue girl moved her head lightly.
"Gong Lu, my husband...is he always like this?"
[Being serious with a girl... Is this my man who is so scheming and has no plans left to drive the Queen Mother Zhao back to Yongdi, leaving her helpless? This is too childish! ]
Lu Goujian held the broom, his face was as usual, and he nodded.
"common."
The more the girl held her forehead, she finally understood why her husband attracted a child to like him - he himself was a child who had not grown up!
The old man said gently:
"Mistress, please don't underestimate this girl. Gou Jian once heard your Majesty say that if the eldest son cannot help him, this girl is your second favorite candidate to become the king. If you are just one step away, this girl will become the king of heaven and earth. The first empress.”
"This girl, the empress?"
The Yue girl looked surprised and pointed at the girl in the field who was asking for advice.
The old man nodded seriously.
Yue Nu looked at the girl carefully, staring at those clear and stupid eyes.
"If this little baby becomes Qin II, will Qin be destroyed?"
After settling in for the uninvited fifth niece, Ying Chengyu opened the door to Xunzi's courtyard.
"Drunkards shouting slogans to destroy the Qin Dynasty, stammering plans for rebellion, and reckless men talking about night-time swordsmen, these are all relatively normal. They are young and energetic, and it is understandable that they are not thoughtful. But Xunzi, you also do this, which is a bit embarrassing. Cheng Yu couldn't understand it. There are only a few words in total, and Xunzi hid a few more. Why is that?"
Inside the house, Ying Chengyu said in a questioning tone.
"Has that old ghost left?"
Xunzi did not answer the question, but asked Ying Chengyu another question.
Don't wait for Ying Chengyu to answer, ask and answer your own questions.
"He must have left."
Ying Chengyu frowned.
"What do you mean? What does the departure of the source of trouble have to do with your hiding words?"
"Your Majesty, which one is more important, Your Majesty or the King of Qin?"
"There is no me in this world, and there must be no emperor brother."
Without Ying Chengxiu, the world would still have been unified, with a system of prefectures and counties, with the same writing, writing, and conduct. This is history that has already happened.
But without the First Emperor, maybe Ying Chengyu could unify the world with his prophetic advantage, but he might also die suddenly on the way - maybe someone assassinated him, maybe someone poisoned him, maybe the generals rebelled midway, maybe there was a three-year drought without rain.
There are too many unknowns.
Knowing history does not mean omniscience and omnipotence. Reality is not a game and will not run according to the set program. The ancients were not NPCs, and they would not just speak in clichés.
Those who rely on their status as time travelers, regard themselves as players, think that they are unique in the world, and look down on the heroes of the world will never live long.
Even if he unified the world, facing the information of each county, the interests of each family, and the thoughts of many civil servants and generals, Ying Chengyu would not be able to handle it better than the First Emperor.
"Your Majesty, you have overestimated the King of Qin and underestimated yourself. This statement does not make sense, and I have no answer for you. It is easy for you to deal with it as you please."
Xunzi apologized, and the tough old man bowed his head slightly.
Ying Cheng was so angry that he pointed at the old man and spit.
"Xunzi, aren't you being a rogue! What can I do to you? You are so old, what else can I do to you other than say a few words to you?"
"A mistake is a mistake, regardless of your age. Are you afraid that your students will cause trouble? You can write a letter. No matter what happens to you, it is all your fault."
Today's Xianyang has long since become the Xunzi era.
Many of Xunzi's students entered the court, and those who were sent to the outside were sent to the outside.
Although he claimed to be a Confucianist, the disciples he taught, the First Emperor, used it unceremoniously and did not put it aside, just like Chunyu Yue and Fu Sheng.
The First Emperor once joked that these students were the most suitable for the Qin Dynasty.
If something happens to Xunzi and his disciples give up their jobs, the Qin Dynasty will inevitably be in turmoil.
"No need! If I take care of you, it's time for the emperor to take care of me!"
The first emperor was very angry when he killed three great families last time. He was angry that this move would destabilize the Qin Dynasty. This was also the reason for Xunzi's suffering.
Ying Chengyu slammed the door hard, coming and leaving with anger.
"Not aware of it."
Xunzi sighed.
"Without the king, no one in the world would want to reform the laws for the people. Even high-ranking officials who were promoted from the common people would not do so. The king is much more precious than the King of Qin. Now that the King of Qin is on the throne, there are many constraints on the king's actions. It is difficult for the king to do so. It will become a big thing. Life is only a hundred years old, and you won't live much longer. You just want to see the world that your Majesty said in your lifetime."
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(End of chapter)
