my grandfather was qin shi huang

Because Han Xin's errands in Hedong were handled neatly and efficiently, which greatly satisfied the First Emperor. Now, he has only been in the position of Hedong County Lieutenant for a few days, and he has to be transferred to Yuyang County Lieutenant again.

If this comes back in a circle.

Nowadays, among the veterans of the Manchu Dynasty, who dares to talk about their lack of qualifications in front of others?

By then, he will be directly comparable to Wang Ben, Meng Tian and the like!

Add to that his age - the future is clear to the naked eye. In the future, even if the person who inherits the position of Da Qin is not His Highness the Emperor's Grandson, as long as he is not a fool, it will not affect his future.

Talent is rare!

If it really comes to that point, is there any hope for my granddaughter?

Maybe, when the time comes, people will start to become princesses directly...

Moreover, my granddaughter cannot afford to wait.

I'm already fifteen or sixteen, if I wait any longer, I'll be old and yellow!

"Okay - otherwise, Han Xin doesn't have any close family members anyway. As for me, on behalf of the parents, I will go through all the procedures for him first. When the time comes, we will send someone to escort Ling's granddaughter there. Yuyang held a wedding with him..."

Zhao Ying thought about it and made a suggestion.

"That's it, it's settled—thank you, Your Highness!"

Feng Quji pondered for a moment, then nodded and agreed. Although his granddaughter needed to be sent to Yuyang County to get married, having His Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson personally come to propose marriage on his behalf was a great honor.

In fact, it was not that he had to rush into this marriage, but that a good son-in-law was rare.

If you miss this village, you won’t have this store.

Considering the importance the emperor's eldest grandson attaches to Han Xin, as long as Han Xin doesn't make a fool of himself and commit suicide, he will definitely be a very popular minister in the future and can ensure the prosperity of the family for hundreds of years.

Therefore, he is not pretentious.

I agreed on the spot and went back happily.

This marriage was originally mentioned to Han Xin and got Han Xin's approval. However, Zhao Ying still asked Zhang Liang to write him a letter. After all, it was a major marriage matter. According to reason, he knew that he would be the one to marry him. .

Before the old village chief gave his wife away, he also knew to ask: Lao Xu, do you want a wife or not?

Don't do bad things with good intentions.

After watching Zhang Liang write the letter, dry it, and carefully stuff it into the envelope, Zhao Ying asked with a smile.

"What's going on with the recruitment of talented people in our house?"

Although the talents gathering in Xianyang now have been cut off by the imperial examination, and there are no particularly outstanding talents left, Zhao Ying doesn't care.

He is short of available people.

Urgent need!

Moreover, compared to most people of this era, even the remaining ones can be regarded as the elite of this era.

They are already here, so there is no reason to let them go back!

Opening the door wide, he was ready to cut a wave of leeks. In this exam, he was prepared to let go of his boundaries. As long as he passed the "Forging the Soul of the Army" exam, he was prepared to stay.

The Great Qin is in ruins and waiting to be revived. Not to mention Guanzhong or the hometown of the Six Kingdoms in Shandong, just speaking of the prairie, the northwest, or Lingnan, they all have great potential.

There is an urgent need for these young people who have studied and traveled to make contributions.

"Back to Your Highness, everything is ready and can start at any time..."

Zhao Ying nodded with satisfaction. With Zhang Liang here, he really saved himself a lot of thought. In just one sentence, things can be done for you.

"Well, let me inform you that the exam will be held in three days—"

Having said this, Zhao Ying pondered for a moment.

"At that time, you will be responsible for organizing the manpower and reviewing the test papers. Remember, don't be too harsh. Anyone who is familiar with government affairs and can read and write can be accepted..."

Zhang Liang: ...

stunned.

What kind of recruitment is this? You are the food in a bowl.

Seeing Zhang Liang's stunned look, Zhao Ying smiled without explaining.

"However, we must also divide the grades. Those who are really talented will be ranked first, those who have skills or are familiar with legal and political affairs will be ranked middle, and the rest will be ranked lower. When the time comes, send the list over, I will be of great use..."

If he hadn't been afraid of ruining the reputation of the house for recruiting talented people, he would have wanted to keep those who were not familiar with government affairs. After all, if you can write and do math, you can give it some simple training and throw it to the grassroots level to work for a few years, and that will work.

How can it be any worse than the current village elders and pavilion chiefs?

And compared to those in the Xiucai Department, these people with mediocre qualifications know how to cherish blessings and are more obedient. As long as they are given an official title and a salary to eat, they can work hard even at the grassroots level.

cough--

Of course, the pavilion chief who later became the emperor was not one of them. That piece of shit did not belong to the regular circuit.

"promise--"

Zhang Liang had never heard of recruiting talents like this, but the emperor's grandson was thinking so much that he did not dare to speculate and immediately prepared to go down and arrange publicity and examination matters.

At this moment, the servants outside suddenly came to report.

"Your Highness, Mr. Chun Yuyue, Zuo Shangshu of the Jiangshan State Council, is here to visit with Zhuoyi, the new explorer of flowers..."

Zhao Ying couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and nodded slightly toward the outside.

"Invite them to have a conversation in the study room..."

Then, he looked at Zhang Liang, who was about to retreat, and said with a smile.

"If there is nothing urgent, please stay and follow me to meet Mr. Chun Yuyue..."

After all, he is the current spiritual leader of Confucianism, a doctor of the current dynasty, and Zuo Shangshu of Jiangshan Sheji. He deserves the respect he deserves. Zhao Ying took Zhang Liang to personally greet him.

"I didn't know that the old gentleman was coming to visit me. I'm sorry if I missed you from afar. Please forgive me——"

Zhao Ying laughed and stepped forward. He was far away and bowed his hands as a gift. Chunyu Yue saw that Zhao Ying and Zhang Liang came to greet him in person and hurriedly bowed in return.

"I have met His Highness and took the liberty of visiting you. Please forgive me..."

Zhuo Yi also meticulously stepped forward to greet Zhao Ying and Zhang Liang. Zhao Ying smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Zhuo Tanhua, I have seen your articles, but I never imagined that you are not only excellent in swordsmanship, but also have a deep chest and a belly full of beautiful articles..."

Zhuo Yi, who had always been calm and collected, was almost embarrassed to be praised by Zhao Ying.

"His Royal Highness praised—"

Zhao Ying couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"No need to be modest, I just like young talents like you..."

While they were talking, several people had already walked to Zhao Ying's study.

"Both of you, please take a seat——"

Zhao Ying smiled and said politely, then turned around and prepared to make tea himself. Although he was not used to drinking tea with this kind of flavoring, he also kept some in his study, specially for entertaining guests.

"I don't drink tea very much on weekdays, but this tea is reserved exclusively for the palace and is rarely seen outside. You two may wish to try it. If you think you like it, you may wish to take some with you when you leave..."

Zhao Ying skillfully added various ingredients to the teapot while talking casually with a smile.

After all, if you want to use the name of an old gentleman for free, ask him to be the headmaster of your school and give him a small gift to show your sincerity.

However, after I finished speaking, I didn't hear any response. I looked back in surprise and found that Mr. Chun Yuyue, a thin man with gray hair and gray hair, was looking at the calligraphy and paintings hanging in his study in disbelief. Sluggish, like a puppet.

Seeing Zhao Ying looking over, he pointed to the calligraphy hanging on the four walls of the study and asked in a difficult voice.

"May I ask, Your Highness, whose hand these words were written..."

Although he was asking, there was not much meaning in his tone of inquiry. Instead, he was filled with an inexplicable emotion, as if he had received some terrible shock.

Zhao Ying:! ! ! ! ! !

He couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.

Mistake——

I actually forgot about this one!

But at the beginning, he didn't expect that Chunyu Yue would come to his study as a guest. Hanging on the walls around the study are his novice graffiti works.

They are all classic poems that I have seen in previous lives.

But, this is not important, what is important is the handwriting!

In order to dissuade this old gentleman from seeking death, and by the way, I also wrote a heartfelt letter to him along with my father who was seeking death.

He even made preparations.

Now, Mr. Chun Yuyue walked into his study room and saw the words on the wall. His identity as a hermit master seemed to have been exposed——

"Ahem - this - if I said that these were given by others, would you believe it?"

Zhao Ying gritted his teeth and looked at Mr. Chunyu Yue with shocked eyes with a dry smile.

Chun Yuyue finally withdrew his eyes from the text on all sides with difficulty, looked at Zhao Ying who looked helpless, slowly came back to his senses, and then nodded firmly towards Zhao Ying.

"letter!"

Zhao Ying: ...

Ah, ha—

He carefully observed Mr. Chunyu Yue's expression and found that it seemed true. The old man seemed to really believe it...

really-

Turning around.

Is it so magical?

"I'm so stupid, really, I should have thought of it earlier..."

Chunyu Yue's eyes returned to the calligraphy and paintings on the wall of Zhao Ying's study, and he came closer, with a crazy heat in his eyes.

"That master hermit, who has such true knowledge and insights that are far superior to others and can rival the saints, is unknown to the world and does not reveal his name to the world. He was willing to have someone send me a letter that day to give me advice. He must have done it out of kindness because he was afraid of my ignorance. He did something bad and brought the eldest son into trouble——"

At this point, Chunyu Yue felt that everything was on point!

A perfect closed loop is formed!

The fog recedes.

Real hammer!

"So, that expert, who admires the eldest son's kindness, has actually been silently guarding the eldest son - he is the expert hiding beside the eldest son!"

Speaking of this, Chunyu Yue couldn't help but sigh.

"It's a pity that I am ignorant and unaware of myself. I have always regarded myself as a teacher and did not know that the eldest son has such a master beside me. I am really - ashamed, ashamed..."

He said he was ashamed, but his eyes were extremely intense. He stared at the words on the wall and was reluctant to look away.

"It's superficial on paper, and I absolutely know that this matter has to be done."

"The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossom comes from the bitter cold."

"For every porridge and meal, remember that the place where you came from is not easy; half a thread and half a thread, always remember that the material resources are difficult."

"..."

Line by line, line by line, word by word, every line is thought-provoking and full of wisdom, from studying, to being a human being, to governing a country.

"These are all left by the master at the beginning for His Highness - no wonder His Highness has such talent and learning at such a young age. This is all the credit of that master."

Chunyu Yue twisted his neck with some difficulty, looked at the stunned Zhao Ying, and warned him earnestly.

"Your Highness, you must always reflect on yourself and never let down your teacher's hard work!"

"Ah, ah - ah..."

Zhao Ying didn't even know how to answer the call.

Traveling across the Qin Dynasty, I became my teacher...

Zhao Ying couldn't help but secretly complain, but what else could he do?

It is impossible to reveal one's identity by oneself, otherwise, it would be so embarrassing. It's not that he is afraid of Mr. Chunyu Yue being embarrassed, he is afraid of being embarrassed himself!

In front of him, every time this old gentleman mentioned the mysterious master, he looked respectful, bowed to the north, and considered himself a disciple.

What's even worse is that my eldest father seems to be...

hiss--

Can't say, can't say.

Anyway, if I can hide it for one day, it’s one day!

Try not to let this old gentleman see your handwriting in the future.

He was suddenly a little lucky. When compiling the teaching materials, he used a hard pen. If he had also used a brush, he would have been hammered on the spot.

Then, he might be beaten by his own eldest father.

Poor thing, he still doesn't know that his eldest father has already touched him all over and confirmed the identity of this invisible master.

"Ahem—Mr. Chunyu Yue, please have tea..."

Too much to say.

Anyway, these are all your own guesses, you can’t call me lying. Zhao Ying didn't want to dwell on the topic of "invisible masters" and quickly changed the topic.

However, because of this interruption, Chunyu Yue was not so excited about the teaching materials.

With that hermit master as a teacher, it is not surprising that His Highness the Emperor Changsun can write such teaching materials, it is normal!

Originally, he had some objections to some of the above points and wanted to discuss them with the emperor's eldest grandson in person, but he will not discuss them now.

It’s impossible to say that this textbook is not accurate. It was written by the expert himself under the guise of the emperor’s eldest grandson!

What qualifications do you have to discuss this with that expert?

Therefore, he directly changed his mentality. A discussion about the teaching materials directly turned into asking for advice. This old gentleman, with the mentality of a student, seriously asked for advice on some difficult questions about the teaching materials compiled by Zhao Ying. Zhao Ying also explained it to him carefully without hesitation.

After all, the old gentleman can also take classes in the school. If this knowledge is taught by this old gentleman, it will definitely be more convincing.

Zhang Liang and Zhuo Yi on the side have also studied this set of teaching materials compiled by Zhao Ying, and they also listened very carefully. When I hear about a fascinating place, I will subconsciously ask a few questions.

It was not until the evening, when it was about to have dinner, that Mr. Chunyu Yue woke up, declined Zhao Ying's invitation to stay for dinner, and reluctantly said goodbye and left.

As a result, before going out, they met brothers Zhao Qi and Xin Guang Xin Kuo who happened to be returning home.

"Seen Mr.——"

The three of them stepped aside to make way and bowed.

"Uh-huh……"

Chunyu Yue's mind was filled with what His Royal Highness the Emperor's Grandson had said just now, as well as the famous aphorisms that filled the wall. He was so lost that he didn't even care about the three little students.

Zhao Qi and others were puzzled by that lost look.

Isn't the old gentleman stupid?

PS: The school leader, who is like a fairy, was on weekends, supervising the class in the morning, and even arranged for me to attend class in the afternoon - I can’t write it down, so I’ll put off the extra time until tomorrow. Sorry, sorry.

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