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

". To Your Majesty,

It is not difficult to fabricate a set of unified theory textbooks suitable for my Daqin national conditions.

It should be no problem to link with the imperial examination.

The difficulty lies in that the remnants of the six kingdoms and the hundreds of schools of thought are bound to refuse to sit still and wait for death.

Although His Majesty's strategy is indescribable, it must be difficult to implement and there are many obstacles. "

Qin Shihuang nodded after listening, but his eyes became more determined:

What Li Qing's family said is justified.

but--

It's not difficult, and I don't even bother to do it.

Is it not difficult to unify the six countries?

Is it difficult to build the Great Wall?

Didn't it all work out in the end!

The old bones of our generation work harder, and finish all the difficult things in the world, so that future generations can enjoy peace. Otherwise, all the difficult things will be left to the next generation, and the next generation will leave it to the next generation.

In the end, when difficult things turn into catastrophes, it is too late to regret!

The widow has made up her mind, and this will be done for the rest of her life. Don't need to say much, let's draw up the regulations as soon as possible

Li Si and other courtiers knew that once Qin Shihuang decided to do something, ten cows would not be able to pull it back.

"The ministers obey the order."

Forced out of Zhangtai Palace after pretending, Yingzheng was in a high spirits, which made him feel at ease physically and mentally.

He can use the majesty of the king to deter his subjects from bowing their heads.

It can be suppressed by force, and the courtiers can be forced to tremble.

But these courtiers who are proud of their talents are truly convinced one by one, and they almost kneel down and sing conquest.

This sense of accomplishment is not at the same level as frightening people with regal power.

"Haha, thanks to Mu'er's suggestion, it was a great help."

"We have to reward him well this time, lest this stinky brat always think that the widow is taking advantage of him."

Thinking of the little emperor's grandson, Yingzheng suddenly felt a little headache

Made,

Although this stinky boy does not blink, but if he is willing to use his ingenuity on the right path, he will definitely make countless great achievements for Daqin in the future!

永.

Chapter 203: Yingzheng rewarded the elixir, and the little highness smashed it all? (Please subscribe for support)

203,

Ying Zheng felt a little ashamed.

The little emperor's grandson made direct or indirect contributions, which is enough for ordinary people to be awarded a title.

But Ying Zheng realized that he never seemed to have rewarded the little grandson well.

On the contrary, a lot of wool has been thinned from this brat.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, secretly amused.

However, the Confucianist Ying Zheng had a rare conscience and wanted to reward this brat with something good.

But I found that there seemed to be nothing to reward.

Prosperity and wealth, the little grandson himself was born with a golden key in his mouth.

Fame and power, a five-year-old baby is not interested at all.

Rare treasures, special grandma, this brat has a fairy fate, it seems that he has more treasures than him? !

Jiangshan Sheji... Ah bah, I think I can live for 500 years.

The more Ying Zheng thought about it, the more his head hurt, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became.

He tried his best to seek immortal fate, but he didn't get a single hair.

And the little Huangsun lay lazily sleeping every day, and Xianyuan came to the door automatically.

He searched all over the world for the monks, and refined a bunch of various elixirs, but they were far inferior to the elixir casually thrown by the little emperor's grandson.

Really more popular than dead people.

Ying Zheng's teeth were itchy, and he suddenly felt that he was still running out of wool.

But then again, in 290, Ying Zheng seldom took the pills refined by those alchemists.

The main reason is that after he ate the Shiquan Dabu Dan given by the little emperor's grandson, he felt that it was made by the clerics under him, and it seemed to be very ordinary!

Suddenly,

Ying Zheng had an idea and came up with a brilliant idea.

"The widow might as well take out some of the inexhaustible pills at home and give them to the emperor and grandson."

"The so-called courtesy is reciprocal. Maybe the immortal behind the emperor's grandson will give him a hundred or dozens of gifts in return if he is happy."

Grandma Di Xiong, isn't the widow going to send her hair? ! "

just do it

Ying Zheng has always been a vigorous and resolute person.

He immediately went home and carefully packed all the pills, let Zhao Gao and others carry them, and rushed to Fusu's mansion excitedly.

"Mu'er, Erdi my grandson, the emperor's grandpa has rewarded you with good things."

Ying Zhengli yelled loudly, fearing that others would not know.

"Grandfather, did the sun come out from the west today?"

Ying Mu blinked his big black eyes, and stared at Ying Zheng suspiciously.

If the old man doesn't come, his algae wool will be good, and he will reward him with good things?

"Pfft, what are you talking about, you brat."

Ying Zheng's face turned red for 0.1 second, and then returned to normal immediately.

"Ahem, Mu'er, Grandpa Huang personally came to announce:

You have offered advice for the country many times—well, mainly because you wanted to go together with the emperor—accumulated a lot of small credits, my Daqin has always been rewarded for meritorious deeds, and punished for deeds. The widow decided to take out the treasures in the palace and reward you all at once. a joy. "

As soon as they waved, Zhao Gao and Zhang Han each carried a square wooden mat with all kinds of exquisite colorful ceramics on it.

As Yingzheng's close bodyguards and close old slaves, the two of them knew very well how expensive the pottery potions were! ?

As long as those alchemists who made alchemy had any requests, Qin Huang basically agreed to them all.

What precious medicinal materials, and all kinds of incredible things, such as the blood of strange beasts, girls falling red, etc., were all thrown into the alchemy furnace.

In the end, the elixirs were made after all the painstaking efforts, but in the eyes of Zhang Han and Zhao Gao, they were just condensed gold!

Such a precious thing, His Majesty gave it to the little emperor and grandson as soon as he said it, and the two couldn't help but envy and hate.

"What the hell?"

Little Huangsun had a black question mark on his face, looking at these colorful ceramic bottles, they were quite delicate.

The level of pottery refining in the Qin Dynasty was already very good, but it was not until the Song Dynasty that it advanced by leaps and bounds and became famous both at home and abroad.

"What's in it, candy?" Little Huang Sunhu asked.

"Your Highness, these are the land gods under His Majesty's command. They have collected countless treasures from heaven and earth, and added the essence of the sun and the moon to refine the elixir. If you eat it, you can live forever. Don't hesitate to thank you

Zhao Gao said with a flattering smile, but in his heart he was very jealous.

This little devil's holy family is so strong, it seems that he can't touch him until he catches the handle.

Mr. Hu Hai, I feel wronged that you have stayed in prison for a while longer.

Ying Mu was curiously picking up a small ceramic bottle to play with. After hearing Zhao Gao's introduction, his hands trembled in fright

Worthy!

Margot!

Is this the dark poisonous pill that the old man asked the alchemist to refine in the legend? !

Originally in history, Qin Shihuang was poisoned by taking too many pills, which caused him to belch early at the age of 50.

Ying Mu opened the cork of the ceramic vial, and took a close sniff.

Suddenly, a strong strange smell hit his forehead.

Fuck, digging grass, I feel a bit over the top!

Ying Mu was shocked!

This stuff is like shit, and the old man can actually drink it.

Nima really can't accept it!

Dear Grandpa Dihuang, Mu'er can finally understand today how much you are obsessed with longevity

Even shit pills are eaten!

It's really a bunker!

You can eat it yourself, why don't you give it to me!

Bad old man, did I owe you a lot of money in my previous life?

Do you have to humiliate my IQ like this?

How can you tell me to complain about your old man.

Qin Shihuang saw Ying Mu open the bottle cap of the elixir, smelled it and became intoxicated (top), and then his eyes widened with shock.

Immediately, Ying Zheng was very proud, and started to introduce like a door-to-door salesman:

"How about Mu'er, Grandpa Huang treats you well enough, right?"

"These elixirs are the most powerful alchemists in the world gathered by the emperor's grandfather. They have been refining for ninety-nine and 81 days before they can barely refine one."

"If you take it regularly, immortality is indeed a bit of an exaggeration, but it is not a problem to restore beauty, strengthen yang and nourish kidney, prolong life and so on."

"Look at your grandpa, he's old, but he's still as fierce as a dragon and a tiger. Every night he fights ten times... Ahem, you don't understand this... In a word: Grandpa Renhuang doesn't even want to tell him."

Whoever eats knows, generally

Zhang Han and Zhao Gao, who were standing next to them, their eyes turned red when they heard this!

Warri,

Such a heaven-defying elixir, all rewarded to the little emperor's grandson! ?

Your Majesty, are you wasting a little bit?

The little emperor's grandson is a five-year-old baby. How about being so young?

Why don't you give me one so that we can live longer, and it's more worthwhile to work hard for Your Majesty?

Zhang Han and Zhao Gao only complained in their hearts, and dared not say such things.

"Your Highness, go forward and receive the reward."

With a sour tone, Zhao Gao screamed with a flattering smile.

"Your Highness, let's see how kind your Majesty has been to you, and why don't you kowtow to thank you." Zhang Han said with a smile.

Ying Mu glanced at them strangely, picked up a bottle of elixir, and then

Hit the ground hard.

,,boom! ,,

broke.

Black and red elixirs were scattered all over the place.