I Want To Be Qin II

"Wang Shangzhi is in the world, and he wants to accept the Central Plains as a country. The third son is early wisdom, so maybe he won't have thoughts that shouldn't be born!"

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"Father!"

Wang Ben shook his head, retorted to Wang Jian, and said, "The King of Qin is now in his prime, even if he had that thought, nothing will happen!"

"What's more, as long as they are the heirs of the royal family, especially the heirs of the current king, it is impossible not to have that idea!"

"That position is like the Central Plains. As long as they are the heirs of the king, everyone wants to compete. There is nothing wrong with that!"

Having said that, Wang Ben paused for a moment, and said to Wang Jian, "What's more, no matter whether father accepts the third son as a disciple, since the third son entered the mansion, the situation has been doomed!"

"Maybe it's the king's intention to do this, maybe it's just a coincidence, but so what, the king has not yet established a heir, and the son of Daqin has no difference..."

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"Tomorrow, bring the third son here and make a decision for the father..."

Wang Jian waved his hand and interrupted Wang Ben's words. He is a royal party, and he will not easily express his support for anyone, and just as Wang Ben said, the current king of Qin is in his prime.

Everything, it's too early!

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"Your Majesty, General Wang Jian sent Lu He back with a sentence: The Wang family has maids, so they will not treat the third son badly!" Zhao Gao passed the news he had just received to King Qin.

Putting down the bamboo slips in his hand, Qin Wangzheng looked deeply at Zhao Gao and said, "This matter is according to Wang Jian. By the way, how are the three young masters doing?"

Although King Qin is busy with political affairs, he also knows that it is very important for the cultivation of Fusu and others, and it is very important for his layout.

"Your Majesty, the Eldest Young Master and the Second Young Master have begun to study military books, and the Third Young Master is contacting the palace to split the sword. Our people said that the Third Young Master chopped the sword 500 times yesterday, and he became paralyzed from exhaustion!"

Hearing this, King Qin nodded his head: "This king knows, so you don't need to pay attention to them in the future."

"Hi!"

At this time, Qin Wangzheng had just taken power, and his control over the Great Qin Empire was still insufficient. There is also a Wenxin Hou Lu Buwei above the court, and too many things have happened during this time.

The empress dowager is promiscuous|chaotic in the harem, and Lao Ai conspired against Qinian Palace, all these things need to be resolved quickly.

Qin Wangzheng knew in his heart that he needed to give an explanation to the old Qin people. Such a shocking scandal in the royal family would definitely damage the lofty status of the royal family among the people of the country.

During this period of time, Qin Wangzheng didn't even go to any palace to escape the summer heat, but was still busy in the Xianyang King City, in the study deep in the shade.

At night, the lights are often turned on until the fourth watch, and the various government offices in Wangcheng have resumed day and night duty.

Under such circumstances, Qin Wangzheng had no spare time to pay attention to Ying Gao and the other three.

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Of course, although Ying Gao knew the historical process, he was helpless. He could only sharpen his sword in Wang Jian's courtyard for ten years.

The next day, Ying Gao woke up leisurely and struggled to get up from the bed. Feeling the faint pain in his muscles all over his body, his face struggled slightly, and he put on the samurai shirt that had been prepared by the side of the bed.

Then he washed himself, but while rinsing his mouth, Ying Gao suddenly became envious of those colleagues who traveled through time either with the system or with the warehouse.

He traveled through time, naked, with nothing!

Stained with water, he fiddled with his teeth a few times with his fingers, Ying Gao spat out the mouthwash helplessly, and walked out of the room.

It was already the dawn of the sun, and Wang Li and the others had been up for a long time, but it was the first time Ying Gao chopped the sword yesterday, and today was an exception.

Ying Gao was bathed in the warm sunshine, the breeze was blowing gently, and the wicker swayed gracefully as he walked slowly towards the backyard.

At this moment, Wang Li's morning exercise had ended, and he was walking towards the stone gate. When he raised his eyes, he saw Ying Gao, and his expression brightened immediately: "Gao,

Go and eat! "

"I……"

Ying Gao just wanted to say that he didn't have morning exercise yet, so he was dragged forward by Wang Li. Along the way, Wang Li said, "You don't need morning exercise today, go eat first, and then grandpa will come to you and tell you to go after eating." study!"

"good!"

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On the two small tables, there was the same food, a bowl of meat soup with unknown meat, a noodle cake, and half a bowl of vegetables with unknown origin.

It's just that on another small table, there is an extra noodle cake and more meat soup.

People in later generations often pay attention to three meals a day, but in the pre-Qin period, food was scarce and wars were frequent, so that at this time, people only ate two meals for lunch and dinner.

Only by polishing their bodies like Wang Li and Ying Gao can they meet the standard of three meals a day, which is an extremely luxurious life.

He didn't have dinner yesterday, Ying Gao's already hungry chest pressed against his back at this moment, smelling the smell of meat soup, he only felt that he was even hungrier.

Gudong...

With the noodles, he drank some meat soup and finished half a bowl of vegetables. Ying Gao also felt a little full, and wiped his mouth with the square towel on the copper plate.

Ying Gao smiled at Wang Li, and said, "Brother Li, eat slowly, I'll take a step first to greet the teacher—!"

"go Go--!"

Eleven or twelve-year-olds are at the right time to eat, not to mention practicing martial arts all year round, they are even more thirsty for food.

Wang Li in this era doesn't care about other things, he just wants to eat and drink.

Walking along the bluestone slab for about a quarter of an hour, turning around several long corridors and turning a few corners, Ying Gao stood in front of the study.

He knew that this was Wang Jian's study, and the collection of books in it was not like a family of generals, but more like a family of officials.

"Teacher, Ying Gaote is here to see you!" At the door, Ying Gao bowed solemnly and said.

"Come in!"

A majestic voice came, and when Ying Gao pushed the door open, Wang Jian ordered, "Close the door and find a place to sit!"

"Hi!"

Nodding his head slightly, Ying Gao turned around and closed the study door, then sat down calmly beside him: "The teacher is looking for me, what do you want?"

Wang Jian looked directly at Ying Gao, was silent for a while, and said: "Your Majesty asked the third son to learn how to sharpen his muscles and bones, military art and knowledge, but the old man is just a martial artist."

"I came here today because I want to confirm the direction of your studies. If the old man can't teach you, I can explain it to the king!"

Hearing this, Ying Gao's eyes were dark, he turned around in his heart, then he bowed his hands to Wang Jian, and said, "Students are willing to learn how to use soldiers and learn Qin Fa at the same time!"

This time, Ying Gao answered very cleverly. The reason for learning the art of war is that Wang Jian is a peerless commander. In the days to come, war will be the only theme.

And Da Qin ruled the country by law, as an old Qin person, as a son of Da Qin, he must know Qin law.

And only in this way can Ying Gao come into contact with [Han Feizi], and read a little bit about this legalist classic, which is known as the study of emperors.

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