Daqin: Five-year-old grandson of the emperor, put his own father in prison

"It seems that you can't eat spicy food, Grandpa Huang. You should not eat this fried pork with chili."

Ying Mu hurriedly brought the plate of chili fried pork to him.

"Nonsense, grandpa just didn't pay attention to being choked for a while, and he got used to it immediately after taking two bites."

As Ying Zheng said, he pulled back the chili fried pork and kept stuffing it into his mouth, even though it was so hot that he was sweating profusely.

The little emperor was speechless.

Wary.

You bad old man, you actually robbed me of a five-year-old baby.

Don't you think you are too much?

Master fights with you!

In this way, Yingzheng, the grandpa and grandson, were like reincarnated from starving ghosts. You and I desperately scrambled to eat food, and our cheeks bulged like a big hamster.

The people waiting next to him were dumbfounded.

Made.

Don't nobles pay attention to elegant behavior and decent behavior?

What's more, these two people are still the current emperor and grandson.

After eating a meal, it seemed as if he had been hungry for three days and three nights. He wolfed down his food and his mouth was full of oil.

This is so easy to eat!

Are fried dishes really that delicious?

Finally, after a while.

Qin Shihuang and Ying Muye sat on the grand master's chair with their bulging stomachs in their hands.

This simple three dishes and one soup, all discs, there is no waste.

"Cool!"

Since the last time he ate hot pot, Ying Zheng hasn't had such a good meal for a long time.

"Mu'er, I have never seen your new cooking method, today is an eye-opener

"It's called stir-frying."

Ying Mu said with contempt.

The military power of the Great Qin Dynasty was very strong, but the development in other aspects, such as food culture, was somewhat boring and monotonous.

"Stir fry!?"

"Well, this name is not elegant at all, and it doesn't match our royal status. I will turn around and let the Confucian scholars come up with another beautiful name." Qin Shihuang patted his pregnant belly and shouted.

Ying Mu was speechless for a moment.

He found that the royal family was good at everything, but it was a bit too pretentious.

Anyone who has anything to do with the royal family, or anything, must have a high-ranking name.

For example: the emperor should call himself a widow, his meal is called imperial meal, the bed he sleeps on is called dragon couch, and the girl he pushes is called Linxing...

"Mu'er, I really like your cooking utensils..." Qin Shihuang said unhurriedly.

Ying Mu couldn't help interrupting him, puffing his cheeks and shouting fiercely:

"Grandpa Huang, you have to show some face. It's fine if you come here for a meal. Will you even snatch my cooking guy away?"

"What is robbing? Mu'er, why are you talking like this? It hurts the grandpa's heart too much. Usually, the grandpa loves you for nothing."

Qin Shihuang said sadly.

Margo few.

Bad old man, you are doing this trick again.

Don't try to play the emotional card, you won't hit anything this time.

Ying Mu Nai Ji Nai Ji shouted:

"Grandpa Huang, if you dare to take away my pot, I will break up with you. From now on, we will eat our own food and go our own way."

"Tsk, it can't be."

Ying Zheng smiled awkwardly, feeling a little pain in his head.

Made,

This brat is getting harder and harder to fool.

It seems that the plan to ask a teacher to brainwash him has to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

"How about it, Grandpa Huang asks the blacksmith in the palace to come over and measure the size, and then go back and get one yourself, it's okay, right?"

"Hmph, that's about the same." The little Huangsun snorted.

The surrounding guards and servants were also very speechless.

When will His Majesty want to discuss with others in a low voice? !

I am afraid that apart from the little emperor's grandson, there is no other person in this world who has such an honor.

"By the way, brat, Grandpa Huang has good news for you.

The last time you gave Grandpa Huang potatoes, Grandpa Huang had someone plant them. I heard that the harvest was pretty good. "

When Ying Mu heard this, he was immediately very happy.

If potatoes can be popularized, I don’t know how many people can be fed. 0

This thing is simply a big killer that benefits the country and the people!

"Grandpa Huang, can you send me a hundred or so catties, and my grandson will make you some delicious food, okay?"

"delicious!?"

The foodie Ying Zheng's eyes lit up again.

"However, the widow heard that this potato can only be used to fill the stomach at most, and the taste is not very good."

"Who said that?" Ying Mu disagreed, and began to draw a big pie pattern:

"Potatoes can be made into shredded potatoes, mashed potatoes, potato cakes, etc. The taste is all first-class, okay..."

He tried his best to fool the old man, hoping that I could give him all kinds of good things as much as possible.

Although it is also possible to use the system to exchange, it is difficult to accumulate National Luck Points. If you can save it, you can save it.

In this world, who doesn't like whoring for nothing?

"Fuck, a little potato can play so many tricks?"

Ying Zheng listened carefully to Xiao Huangsun's introduction of all kinds of fancy ways to eat potatoes, his eyes became sparkling.

"As expected of a gift from God, I know it's not that simple."

Yingzheng made up his mind, and when he turned around, he sent the potatoes to the little emperor, and made these bean cakes and bean shreds to have a good taste.

Speaking of potatoes, Ying Zheng remembered another bad thing.

He sighed and asked casually:

"Mu'er, you said that the remnants of the Six Kingdoms are too big to get rid of, how should we solve them?"

This question is already an old one, and it is very tricky. Ying Zheng used it to test Fu Su and Hu Hai, but he almost died of anger.

"Kill them all, kill them all." 5.9

Ying Mu Nai Ji Nai Ji shouted.

"Well, not bad not bad!"

Ying Zheng smiled with satisfaction, but what he was satisfied with was only the little emperor's attitude.

Because he has used the method of killing a long time ago, but it is not very good for Yu Yu of the Six Kingdoms.

"Mu'er, you don't know something, if it was so easy to kill them all, Grandpa Huang wouldn't have to worry so much.

Grandpa Huang has a saying: Any problem that can be solved by killing people is not a problem.

The problem now is that these remnants of the Six Kingdoms are like rats on the street, they can't be killed no matter how they are killed. "

In fact, Yingzheng was just complaining when he was full, and he didn't expect the little emperor to come up with any solution.

After all, Li Si and his fellow ministers have nothing to do. Although Mu'er is extremely intelligent, she is still a child, so what can she do?

Chapter 201: One link after another, what a brilliant plan! (Seeking subscription support mouth ya)

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Ying Mu tilted his head and thought for a while, then said in a milky voice:

"Grandfather, my grandson thinks that it is not difficult to completely solve these remnants of the Six Kingdoms."

Yingzheng glared at the little emperor with a straight face:

"Mu'er, bragging is not a good habit. It's fine if you brag in front of Grandpa Huang. Don't brag when you go outside. If you are laughed at, don't ask Grandpa Huang to help you out."

head. "

"I'm not bragging," Ying Mu puffed up his cheeks, and shouted unconvinced:

"Why do the remnants of the Six Kingdoms continue to be killed?

Because there are always bad people, fooling them into doing things.

In that case,

Why can't we fool the remnants of the Six Kingdoms and do things for us? "

When Ying Zheng heard this, he was immediately stunned.

Margot,

It sounds reasonable.

You are worthy of being the little devil of our Megatron Xianyang City.

As the saying goes, the wicked need to be tortured by the wicked, could it be referring to my little grandson! ?

Ying Zheng frowned and said:

"Mu'er, you said it lightly, how did you fool them?

The remnants of the Six Kingdoms have never been of the same mind as our Great Qin, but we can barely restrain them because of our strong soldiers and harsh laws. "

Ying Mu smiled badly:

"Fuyou, it's best to start from an early age. For example, my 04 father was brainwashed by Confucianism since childhood. Now he is sent to jail and punished. It is very difficult to change."

"So, Sun'er thinks, let's ignore those big figures from the remnants of the Six Kingdoms and get rid of the common people at the bottom. At that time, even if the remnants of the six kingdoms want to do something, they won't be able to find people. Naturally, it's nothing to worry about."

Ying Zheng widened his eyes.

The little emperor's grandson provided him with a brand new way of thinking.

That's right, why do you want to kill people, you can also do it, and the cost is lower and the effect is more lasting.

"Stinky boy, tell me clearly, what should I do?"

Ying Zheng put away his contempt for the little grandson and asked seriously.

"It's very simple,"

Yingmu laughed childishly and said:

"Grandpa Huang, you can let all the children of Daqin read books. If you read the textbooks formulated by me in Daqin, won't you be able to treat both the symptoms and the root causes, and fundamentally solve the problem of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms?!"

Ying Zheng thought for a while, and immediately understood:

"Mu'er, what do you mean, unified education?!"

"Wow Kaka, this can be possible. Grandpa, I like unity the most."

When it comes to unification, Qin Shihuang became enthusiastic in an instant.

Books with the same text, cars with the same track, and walks with the same people...