The city is full of ancient roads, and the wind is fast for thousands of miles.

Zhao Zheng sat on top of the car, although the sun was waning, it did not affect his leisurely mood at all.

"Wang Sun, Gongzi's Mansion has arrived!"

With the sound of the coachman's voice.

The servant who served Zhao Zheng opened the curtain for him, and Zhao Zheng walked down slowly.

Inadvertently raised his head, but Zhao Zheng found a familiar figure lying on the doorpost of the vermilion gate of Gongzi's Mansion.

Cheng Chan was dressed in a slightly wide brocade dress, revealing half of his small head, and a pair of crystal clear eyes looked in all directions.

When he saw Zhao Zheng, Cheng Zheng's two small dimples were immediately revealed.

"Brother!"

With a hint of milky voice, the almost four-year-old Cheng Chan's calves under the big sleeves of his wide robe turned up the threshold hard, and he turned himself over the threshold.

The two calves are on the left side of the threshold and the other on the right side of the threshold, and as a result, on the ground that neither side can touch, the little buttocks are pouted high, and they can't go up or down.

Cheng Chan, who found that he was trapped on it, couldn't help but look at Zhao Zheng with aggrieved eyes.

Zhao Zheng, who was dressed in black and decorated with a bird pattern, looked at his younger brother and shook his head helplessly.

He hurriedly stepped forward to pick up his younger brother and put him on the ground.

Squatting down and gently dusting off his clothes, Zhao Zheng rubbed his brother's soft little face.

"Little Python, why are you here?"

"I miss my brother!"

After Hua Ji's quilt Chu was under house arrest for an endless period of time, Cheng Chan has been living with Zhao Zheng, and he is very attached to his brother.

It seems that it is very difficult for the rebellion to occur in the future.

"Little Python is so good!"

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand and rubbed Cheng Chan's head, and then took Cheng Chan's little hand and walked into the prince's mansion.

"Little Python, do you want to read?"

"What is reading?"

"Xiao Chengcheng is literate with Mr. every day, and he reads!"

"But Mr. is so fierce!"

Cheng Chan didn't like Mr. very much, and he always took the thin branches of the bamboo and slapped his little hands.

It hurts!

Zhao Zheng looked at his younger brother with a smile, once upon a time he was also afraid of Mr. Teaching.

But at this time, the master felt very cordial.

"In the future, Mr. will only teach Cheng Cheng to read, and after Cheng Cheng is literate, my brother will teach you personally. ”

"Okay, my father said that my brother is very powerful, and one person can fight a hundred families. ”

Xiao Cheng's milk voice is milky.

Zhao Zhengyan's face was covered when he heard this, and then he seemed to remember something, and said with a smile:

"That's a hundred families, not a hundred families!"

"Are the sons of the hundred schools bad people, and why did my brother beat them?"

"It's not a bad guy, it's just that the position was different. ”

After walking in front of the door of Zichu's room, Zhao Zheng squatted down and said:

"In this way, you go to your brother's room to play first, my brother has something to see my father, and when my brother finishes meeting my father, I will go to you again, okay?"

"Good!"

Cheng Chan is very obedient, and since his mother disappeared from his vision, he has regarded Zhao Zheng as his only support.

He was afraid that if he was disobedient, he would lose even his brother.

Watching Xiao Chengjiao disappear around the corner of the courtyard, Zhao Zheng sighed softly, and then slowly walked to the door of Zichu's room and knocked lightly.

"Father!"

"Enter!"

The door slowly opened.

Zhao Zheng, who walked into Zichu's room, was stunned, Zichu's room overflowed with a faint fragrance of tea, and Zhao Zheng looked at his father in surprise.

Zichu saw Zhao Zheng with an unnatural flush on his face.

"I have to say that this tea is really a good thing. ”

Zhao Zheng was stunned and immediately reacted.

"Since my father likes it, tomorrow I will ask my master for some. ”

"Don't worry about these things, the Spring and Autumn Immortals, by the way, what's the matter with Zheng'er looking for a father so late?"

Zichu was a little embarrassed and asked for some tea from Mr. Lao Dan, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by his own son.

Zhao Zheng nodded when he heard this, then straightened up and said:

"Father, the Taiyin Academy recruits people from all over the world, does my father have a national policy to prepare?"

"National focus?"

Zichu was a little confused.

The last time Qin formulated a national policy was when the six countries were combined, and the last time was when Qin Xiaogong changed the law in the past.

The national policy is the major policy of the country, and it cannot be decided lightly.

How can this talk about national policies?

"The degree of Taiyin Academy is like the danger of Hangu Pass, and it has to be fought for, and there should be a national policy. ”

"Although the master treats Daqin well, Daqin needs to be more generous to the Xue Palace. ”

Zhao Zhengyi bowed.

Hearing this, Zi Chu frowned, and then gently took a sip of the tea in the wine venerable.

"That's right!"

"How can you make a decision?"

Zhao Zhengyan took out a roll of bamboo slips from his cuffs and handed it to Zichu.

Zi Chu looked at the scroll in his hand, and then at Zhao Zheng.

Feelings for their sons are ready.

"One is an award, two is a statement, and three is exciting. ”

Zhao Zheng bowed.

Zi Chu slowly pulled open the bamboo slip and said:

"Tell me more. ”

Zhao Zheng bowed his hand and said:

"First, regardless of the soldiers and civilians of the Qin State, those who enter the Taiyin Academy Palace will be promoted to a knight. ”

"Promotion?"

"Could it be a little too much?"

Zi Chu frowned.

The Qin State has twenty military meritorious titles, which must be fought for by the Qin people.

Since the establishment of the Shang monarch, only military merits can be promoted, and I have never heard of other ways to obtain a knighthood.

"The Taiyin School Palace was supposed to be fought for by the military, and it is not an exaggeration to award the military knighthood, in addition, the students of the Taiyin School Palace, did my father think that he would not be able to get a knighthood?"

Zhao Zheng asked rhetorically.

"That's fine. ”

"The two are rumored to be in Qin, the heroes, talents, and strangeness of the Taiyin Academy, and there is a way to live forever. ”

"It's not difficult!"

"Three, the royal family openly motivates the military and the people. ”

"It's not that hard!"

Zichu nodded, only the first of the three strategies is a little difficult, but maybe the advantages really outweigh the disadvantages.

"In addition, my father can enter Chang Gung Palace and ask Wu Anjun to teach the army to learn. ”

"Wu Anjun, how can you be willing?"

Zi Chu frowned and said.

The grievances between Wu Anjun and the Qin royal family are really hard to say.

Although it was a grudge of the previous generation, Wu Anjun was really unjustly killed, but he suffered the humiliation of self-inflicted life.

Zhao Zheng bowed and said:

"If you are a villain, you should take revenge, but Wu Anjun is naturally very human. ”

"Wu Anjun is concerned about the soldiers, so he naturally agrees, and he has long been concerned about the past. ”

"If your father is uneasy, you can ask your grandfather to confer the title on Wu Anjun's descendants. ”

"Well, that's fine. ”

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After walking out of his father's room, it was already full of stars, and Zhao Zheng turned around and walked to his room.

After opening the door and walking in, Zhao Zheng saw Cheng Chan lying on the wooden bed and already asleep.

A crystal clear trace of saliva slid down the corners of his mouth, and the little guy's entire little face was crushed and deformed by himself.

Zhao Zheng shook his head helplessly.

Pulled out a silk scarf from his sleeve, gently wiped the saliva from the corner of Cheng Cheng's mouth, and Zhao Zheng slowly turned the little guy over.

Then he gently unfolded a roll of bamboo slips on top of the table.

The lights of the third watch and the fifth watch of the chicken are when the boy is studying.

Glancing at his younger brother, Zhao Zheng secretly said in his heart:

I only hope that the friendship of this imperial family can last a little longer.

Zhao Zheng has been cold-eyed and cold-hearted for ten years, and at this time, whether it is the love of master and apprentice, the love of brothers, or the love of master and son, he cherishes it very much.

It was late at night, and under the lights, the figure of the young son of heaven swayed.

After all, there is no effortless success in this world.