"At the end of the day, I will pay my respects to the king. The king has been here for ten thousand years, and the Qin Dynasty has been for ten thousand years——!"
Zhao Shu looked respectful. In the past, he always came to give good things to King Qin, but this time, he wanted something.
Naturally, it needs to be more low-key.
Looking at Zhao Shu in front of him, Qin Wangzheng couldn't help but smile: "No need to be polite, get up!"
"Thank you so much, Your Majesty!"
Although Qin Wangzheng was very kind to him, Zhao Shu was very strict in etiquette. He knew in his heart that he was not Fusu, and Qin Wangzheng had a bottom line for his ministers.
Looking at the whole world, Qin Wangzheng only has no bottom line for Fusu.
Throughout his life, regardless of whether Fusu had disappointed him so much, Qin Wangzheng had been paving the way for Fusu throughout his life.
"How was the new year?"
After taking a sip of warm wine, Qin Wangzheng turned to Zhao Shu and said, "When you have time, let's have a good reunion with the family."
"Report to your Majesty, the general will finally understand."
Zhao Shu nodded and sat down aside. At this time, Zhao Gao Gao brought warm old yellow rice wine and handed it to Zhao Shu.
After taking a sip of the old yellow wine, Zhao Shu turned to Qin Wangzheng and said, "Your Majesty, the general is practicing swordsmanship with Mr. Gai Nie."
"Sir, please call me the king. Here is the guidance technique that the general needs, and the general is here to ask for it!"
Hearing this, Qin Wangzheng smiled and pointed at Zhao Gao: "Whatever you want, just ask Zhao Gao and ask him to deliver it to you."
"Your Majesty, sir, the general is too old and is not suitable for cultivating military skills and the guidance of the royal family named Ying. He is too domineering."
"You should practice relatively gentle and healthy Taoist guidance techniques. He doesn't have that..."
"Ha ha......"
At this moment, Qin Wangzheng sneered: "He didn't? He just didn't teach it to you. How can the guidance of the world's best swordsmanship master be simple?"
"But that's right, you are not his direct disciple, so naturally he won't pass it on to you!"
At this time, Zhao Shu smiled and said nothing, complaining about Gai Nie. Qin Wangzheng could do it, but he couldn't.
Although Gai Nie did not accept a disciple, he was actually a master and disciple. Others could speak ill of Gai Nie, but he could not.
Moreover, Gai Nie is the best swordsman in the world, and Qin Wangzheng is the king, so of course it will be fine. No one else dares to face Gai Nie's sword.
"When you go to the army, I will send some doctors to accompany you. Time is running out. Please ask Mr. Gai Nie for advice."
Qin Wangzheng took a deep look at Zhao Shu and said, "Even my descendants don't have such an opportunity."
"promise."
After chatting with Qin Wangzheng for a while, after finishing a cup of old yellow wine, Zhao Shu followed Zhao Gao to the library.
According to Zhao Gao's instructions, Zhao Shu chose a Taoist guidance book called Qingfeng Guidance and left Zhangtai Palace.
He also wanted to go to Gai Nie's house and ask him to teach him how to use guidance.
"Your Majesty, the young master has left." Zhao Gao's voice came. Qin Wangzheng put down the bamboo slips in his hand and walked out of the gate of Zhangtai Palace.
Watching Zhao Shu leave, Qin Wangzheng's eyes flashed with light. From Gai Nie's words, he could probably judge Zhao Shu's talent.
"Zhao Gao, go and find Fu Su." After a while, Qin Wangzheng ordered.
"promise."
Fusu is his eldest son.
For a man, the eldest son has different meanings. What's more, for a king, the birth of the eldest son means there is a successor.
It will make the ministers around you more loyal, and the people of the world will be more cohesive.
He has high hopes for Fusu.
Even after successive disappointments, Qin Wangzheng's choice remained unchanged.
In his opinion, the combination of Zhao Shu and Yang Zi only left a back-up for Da Qin, and Fusu was still his hope.
A quarter of an hour later, Fusu's figure appeared and faced Qin Wangzheng: "My son, I pay homage to my father. My father will live forever, and the Qin Dynasty will live forever—!"
At this time, Qin Wangzheng and his son were alone, so Zhao Gao would naturally not approach.
"Fusu, what have you been busy with recently?" Qin Wangzheng didn't ask any questions, he was afraid that the father and son would be at odds again.
"Father, my son is studying at home, studying Confucian classics with my husband, and occasionally reading about the art of war..."
Fusu naturally knew the answer Qin Wangzheng wanted, but he would not lie, or in other words, he did not want to deceive the man in front of him.
"Fusu, you have been in Li Mu's army for a while, and you have a certain understanding of the people of Zhao and the world."
Qin Wangzheng said in a deep tone, "What do you think of this world?"
A trace of sadness appeared on Fusu's face, and he turned to Qin Wangzheng and said: "Father, the world is in pieces, and the people's livelihood in Zhao is in ruins."
"General Li Mu is very strict in running the army. He once led his subordinates to hunt down the Hu people in Mobei. The subordinates saw hell on earth."
"Father, does this world have to be pacified by killing?"
Looking at Fusu, Qin Wangzheng's eyes flashed with helplessness, and he said in a faint tone: "If you don't kill, do you rely on Confucian benevolence and righteousness?"
"Have you ever thought about the reason why Confucius has been the guest of some kings over the years since he was born, but almost no kings have adopted Confucianism to govern their country?"
At this moment, Fusu shook his head, frowned, and said: "Father, I haven't thought about it yet, but sir, only benevolence and righteousness can make the people of the world return to their hearts. We, the Qin Dynasty, should rule the world with benevolence and prosper China with Confucianism."
After a conversation with Fusu, Qin Wangzheng felt a little relieved. Although Fusu was still pedantic at the moment, he had indeed made some progress compared to before.
After pondering for a long time, Qin Wangzheng said in a deep voice: "Fusu, I plan to betroth Yang Zi to Gongzi Shu, what do you think?"
"Father, no!"
At this moment, Fusu was shocked: "Father, we both have the same surname as Ying, how can we get married?"
Regarding Fusu's reaction, Qin Wangzheng expected that Fusu would naturally have the biggest reaction to this matter.
"Fusu, I want to ask you, how talented is Mr. Gongzi Shu?"
Hearing this, Fusu said without hesitation: "Father, this son is so talented that my sons and ministers dare not compare with him."
"As Yang Zi said that day, he is an all-rounder, and all of them are amazing."
"Um!"
Nodding slightly, Qin Wangzheng patted Fusu's shoulder and said in a solemn tone: "Such great talents are arrogant."
"I am confident that I can conquer him and use him for my use. Can you conquer me?"
One sentence left Fusu speechless. Compared with Zhao Shu, except for his status, he couldn't compare with him at all.
He simply could not confidently say that he could conquer Zhao Shu.
Seeing that Fusu remained silent, Qin Wangzheng chuckled and said, "No matter you or your brothers, no one can conquer him..."
"But, he is a sword prepared for you..."
