my grandfather was qin shi huang

Shopkeeper Fang, who felt that he had easily grasped Shopkeeper Jing's weakness, had a "heart-to-heart" exchange with Jing for a while, and felt that the heat was almost over, so he reluctantly said goodbye to his "good brother".

As I walked, my feet felt a little lighter.

"Brother Fang, walk slowly——"

Under the light, the shopkeeper Jing who walked out of the door of the shop stopped at the door, his long neck erect, his smile attentive, and the reserve of someone who came from a nobleman's mansion.

In the distance, Shopkeeper Fang turned around and said goodbye again, feeling that after this incident, his connection with the eldest son's house had become closer.

Waiting until Shopkeeper Fang's back disappeared, Jing turned around slowly and wandered back to his shop. Looking at the generous gift lists on the tables, a trace of imperceptible sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

"Tsk, you are so rich——"

Having said this, he waved his hand lightly.

"Pack them all up and send them to the warehouse at the back..."

Because I was in a good mood, I had a drink before going to bed at night. Under the dim light, Jing held the wine glass, squinted his eyes slightly, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Xianyang.

It was interesting to imagine the scene when the young man named Xiang Yu met His Highness, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smile.

At this time, His Royal Highness the Emperor Changsun should be back from Hexi soon.

……

"Uncle, His Highness the Emperor's Grandson should be back from Hexi soon -"

The backyard of the Taiwei Mansion.

Wei Weiyang slowly put down the Tai Chi posture, turned around, and looked at Wei Liaozi who was looking at him quietly at the side with a bright smile.

Wei Liaozi didn't expect that his granddaughter would suddenly ask this question, and his heart suddenly became alarmed. He glanced at his granddaughter without any trace.

Although he admires the emperor's eldest grandson very much and really wants to marry his granddaughter to him, the emperor's eldest grandson Zhao Ying first married the Wang family's legitimate daughter and then married Princess Yueshi. Now his granddaughter is marrying again, what does it mean?

Although Wei Liao didn't care about fame, he couldn't wrong his granddaughter.

However, seeing that Wei Weiyang looked calm and didn't see anything unusual, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, it should be soon - given how much His Majesty likes him, he will definitely not be willing to let him stay in Hexi for too long. I guess even if no one mentions it, His Majesty will let him come back soon..."

Having said this, seeing that her granddaughter looked really normal, she couldn't help but shook her head slightly with regret. It's a pity that she didn't seize the opportunity and missed a good marriage.

Nowadays, apart from the emperor's eldest grandson, who among the young talents in the world can be worthy of this talented granddaughter?

After receiving the affirmative answer from her eldest father, Miss Wei Weiyang was obviously very happy. She excitedly made a gesture of embracing Tai Chi.

"Great, I happen to have something to do and I want to see him..."

Wei Liaozi glanced at his granddaughter in surprise. He was sure that it was definitely not a matter in the yamen. If it was a matter in the yamen, his granddaughter would not come to ask him specifically.

Therefore, he could not help but murmur after he had just been relieved. He looked at his granddaughter carefully.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that when my granddaughter mentions the three words "emperor's eldest grandson", she seems to be particularly excited, her face turns rosy, and even her eyes look particularly bright.

Even the tone is a little impatient?

I suddenly had a headache.

This silly girl, don't really like the emperor's grandson. His mood was a little complicated, but his expression was not obvious. He still put his hands behind his back, looked at his granddaughter with a smile, and asked pretending to be casual.

"What are you looking for for His Highness the Emperor's Grandson? But if you encounter any trouble in the Yamen, you might as well tell me. Maybe my eldest father can be of some help..."

Wei Weiyang didn't notice anything unusual about her eldest father. She held her heart in her hands, her big and smart eyes were shining brightly.

"Well - I can't tell you yet..."

Wei Weiyang looked at his eldest father who was obviously looking forward to his answer but pretended to be nonchalant, and a trace of narrowness flashed in his eyes.

Wei Liaozi: ...

Looking at his little granddaughter who was waddling and running away with her little hands behind her back, Wei Liaozi felt heartbroken.

"What a sin -"

He estimated that his granddaughter was most likely attracted to the emperor's eldest grandson, but silly granddaughter, she has already married two people, and you still don't care?

How disappointing!

Wei Liaozi was very angry.

He felt that no matter what he said, he had to go to His Majesty to get an explanation for his granddaughter!

……

Recently, except for the news about the emperor's eldest grandson, there has been no particularly eye-catching news from the court. If there is anything worth mentioning, it is probably just one. First, the Ling Canal, which took many years, was completely completed and was expropriated. The corvées, the people who went to dig the Ling Canal, are about to return from the construction site to reunite with their families.

The second thing is that a retainer named Li Shiqi was said to have been appreciated by the Eighteenth Young Master and was recommended as the imperial censor. It is said that as soon as he took office, he volunteered to go to the north of the Great Wall regardless of his age. He argued with the Xiongnu on grounds of reason and was willing to do his best for the Qin Dynasty.

He is favored by noble people, and then he rises to the top.

This kind of legendary drama has been popular since ancient times. It can also be regarded as an anecdote for nobles. When they are envious, it can be used as a conversation piece after dinner, but its role is basically that.

In Xianyang, a city full of officials and dignitaries, no one would care about such an insignificant censor. On the contrary, Tianxiang Pavilion, as usual, habitually made such a note.

However, it’s not particularly interesting, it’s just mixed in with a bunch of records of everyday things.

Waiting for the emperor's eldest grandson to return, he flipped through it at will.

In short, the whole of Xianyang is now calm and calm. Except for the expectation for the arrival of the Yuezhi King who is about to arrive in Xianyang - now should be called Guichenghou and his entourage, there is almost nothing good to say.

It's like if you are used to eating big fish and meat, and suddenly you have some clear soup with little water, who can still be interested in it.

Nowadays, the people of Xianyang, who have been whetted by the legendary stories of the emperor's grandson Zhao Ying, express that they have no interest in those "little things" about cats and dogs.

Anything to mention?

It’s not like defeating the Four Kingdoms in one day and defeating the Yuezhi with three arrows.

Of course, this is for ordinary people, but for Confucians, these days are quite different. Chunyu Yue, the Confucian spiritual leader who is the Zuo Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites of the Jiangshan State Council, has been extremely energetic recently and has summoned all the Confucian disciples in Xianyang City in recent days.

To the west of the city, there is a stream thatched cottage.

Although he has now transformed into the powerful Zuo Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, Chunyu Yue still insists on living in Xishui Thatched Cottage in the west of the city. Even if he has to go to Jiangshan Sheji Department for duty every day, he has to be a certain amount of time in advance, but he has not wavered at all.

Xishui Thatched Cottage has now become a spiritual holy place for Confucianism.

Not only did it gather many Confucian students who came here because of its fame, it also attracted many elites from other schools, who debated with each other and exchanged knowledge here every day.

After these days of brewing, Confucianism has begun to show signs of great prosperity.

Therefore, although it is harder, Chunyu Yue is full of energy every day and feels that he has a lot to achieve.

Especially since I received a handwritten letter from Zhao Ying, the eldest grandson of the emperor, who was far away in Hexi County two days ago, I have become even more energetic. I wish I could rush to Hexi County in person to cheer for His Highness the eldest grandson of the emperor and do my best.

"Have you ever remembered His Highness the Emperor's Grandson's instructions?"

Chunyu Yue looked at the 120 Confucian students he had carefully selected these days with burning eyes and spoke solemnly.

“Students dare not or forget!”

The 120 students looked solemn and responded loudly.

"What is your Highness's request?"

Chunyu Yue pressed his sword and stepped forward, and the old voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"Teach them loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, teach them poetry, calligraphy, etiquette and music, cultivate loyalty and capable talents for the country, and cultivate loyalty, filial piety and integrity for the people -"

Looking at the Confucian students with shining eyes, Chunyu Yue nodded with satisfaction.

He looked around at the crowd, holding his beard and smiling.

"In this way, the prosperity of Confucianism depends entirely on the actions of the kings!

"Promise! I won't dare to live up to my master's trust!"

Seeing that everyone's morale was working, the smile on Chunyu Yue's face became brighter and brighter.

"A few days ago, I wrote a letter and personally replied to His Highness, accepting His Highness's entrustment. When you go, you must fulfill your duties and cooperate with the emperor's grandson's decree. Remember, you must not disobey..."

Having said this, the smile on Chun Yuyue's face faded, and his eyes swept over everyone eagerly.

"The overall situation comes first! Rise for Confucianism!"

"promise!"

On that day, 120 elite Confucian disciples, carrying bags on their backs, swords on their waists, and ideals in mind, bravely rushed towards Hexi County...

Everything, for Confucianism!

Despite all the setbacks, I never looked back, even though I died nine times, I never regretted it——

Behind him, on the hillside, Zhuo Yi, a Confucian disciple with a long sword on his back, turned the carriage, looked at the master who was still standing and looked in the distance, and said respectfully.

"Sir, it's time to return -"

Chunyu Yue nodded silently.

Didn't he know that the request of His Royal Highness the Emperor's Grandson only captured part of the Confucian classics, but so what?

In this whole world, except for newly acquired places like Hexi, where else can be as blank as this place, without the influence of any school of thought?

Who else, like the emperor's eldest grandson, could devote a whole county to the promotion of Confucianism?

The rise of Confucianism must begin in Hexi!

……

Hexi County.

All construction is in full swing.

Even some Yuezhi people don't find their life particularly difficult, and they even like their current situation.

Because, here, everything is clearly priced and can be exchanged for one's own work points.

As long as you are willing to participate in the labor organized by the government, you can get your work points, and the work points you earn through labor are more valuable to the government than money, cattle and sheep!

What money and cattle and sheep cannot exchange for, work points can.

In short, in everything, work points take priority.

Including some grain cloth, porcelain and salt, even some tea bricks, and even the kind of house made of red bricks, which is solid, spacious, bright, sheltered from wind and rain, and beautiful.

Everything can be exchanged for work points.

The price is clearly marked, and the old man is not deceived.

Even the tribe that surrendered to the Yuezhi is no exception. If you want to settle down, you can use your work points in exchange for all resources including houses.

Of course, what makes the people of Hexi County most excited is——

read!

The emperor's grandson will set up a primary school in the four counties of Hexi to teach people to read and calligraphy.

Read and write!

This is a beautiful thing that many people dream of but cannot get. Now, with Huang Changsun, everything is possible.

As long as you abide by the laws of the Qin Dynasty and participate in the labor organized by the government, you can use your own efforts to exchange opportunities for your children to study!

And all he needs to pay is just a little bit of insignificant cultivation!

Not to mention those Yuezhi people who couldn't even count their own cattle and sheep, even those Qin people who migrated here couldn't help but feel excited.

I could hardly believe my ears.

Such a feeling of uneasiness, expectation, and fear continued until they saw the school buildings rising from the ground, and saw with their own eyes a man wearing a Confucian robe and carrying a long sword at his waist. He was dusty but elegant. When the Confucian disciples entered Hexi, the clouds completely disappeared, and then they were enveloped in a huge surprise.

In today's Hexi County, no matter the Qin people or the Hu people, there is almost no need to mobilize. Everyone is rushing to invest in the infrastructure construction of Hexi County.

Build bridges and roads, build cities and houses.

Build water conservancy projects, dig canals to divert water, and mine minerals!

"Your Highness is a true god. A few months ago, who would have thought that such a fishy barbarian land could have such a scene -"

Outside Wuwei City, Chen Ping, who was following Zhao Ying to inspect the construction progress, was standing on a hillside, looking at the bustling scene below, and couldn't help but sigh again.

Before Zhao Ying could be humble, Xiao He couldn't help but nodded in sympathy.

"His Highness is thinking about everything. He lifts the weight as lightly as he can. He almost makes something out of nothing. He doesn't need a piece of copper or iron. He only needs an insignificant work point. He attracts everyone to work for it, and his brains are wiped out. He completely revitalizes a poor and useless place like Hexi. This I have never heard of my ability to govern the country in my own right, and it has never been seen in ancient times..."

Zhao Ying couldn't help but laugh and waved his hand.

"I'm just picking up people's wisdom..."

Wang Li on the side suddenly answered in a daze.

"Whose tooth wisdom did you pick up? Why haven't I heard of this before..."

Xiao He and Chen Ping, who were originally speechless because of Zhao Ying's perfunctory humility, couldn't help laughing when they heard Wang Li's words.

Your Highness is so humble, but you, an unlearned stickman, still take it seriously...

Seeing Chen Ping and Xiao He's strange smiles, Wang Li finally reacted, but they didn't care and waved their hands nonchalantly.

"What's so funny about this? I'm just a rough guy who leads troops to fight, and I'm not a knowledgeable scholar like you. I don't know what happened to these sources..."

Everyone: ...

Don't tell me, this guy's words really make some sense!

Just when they were speechless, they suddenly heard Wang Li add something in a faint tone.

"What's more, compared with His Highness, your little knowledge is nothing. Your Highness has a photographic memory and has read countless articles - you and I are just laughing at fifty steps and a hundred steps..."