A cup of wine, a cup of wine.

The end of the song.

Ying Gao didn't understand the rhythm of this era, but he felt that the words of this song were not good, it was too dry, and he muttered for a long time, and Ying Gao turned to Ye Wan'er: "Prepare pen and ink, my son will give you a word to help you reach a higher level of fame!" ”

"The slave has thanked the son!"

Ye Wan'er smiled and hurriedly thanked Yinggao, she knew in her heart that the only way she could live well was to increase her popularity, and she also thought about leaving, but she never thought of putting her purpose on Yinggao.

Because she knew that she was looking for death at all!

Because Yinggao is the recognized prince of the Great Qin Dynasty and the opposition, although he has not yet lived up to the name, he is no different.

Such a person is not worthy of himself, nor is he worthy of being contaminated.

Otherwise, there is only one word, and that is death.

However, there is no problem with being able to make Yinggao give words, on the contrary, it will increase her value, which is equivalent to a kind of talisman, after all, that person is Yinggao, an invincible Yinggao.

In the future, he will become the prince of Great Qin!

In the future, he will become the king of Great Qin!

People are self-aware, and Ye Wan'er knows that Yinggao is not the kind of person she can touch, so she keeps to herself.

And at this time, Yinggao didn't mind, and gave Ye Wan'er a chance, the lyrics of Qinglou are good-sounding, and full of rhythm, and there is no requirement for the format of the words.

After all, in Daqin, the culture is not developed, and it is laughed at by the six countries of the Central Plains, only without clothes, without pujia, not to mention the lyrics in the Qinglou.

The lyrics at this time are very simple, either from [Qin Feng] or from the most straightforward desire to change the law, and there is nothing else.

After a while, the fragrant breeze blew, and Ye Wan'er appeared in front of Yinggao, her pretty face was slightly red, and her whole body was panting, which made her even more lovely.

"Childe, the pen and ink are ready, please!"

He is full of expectations for Yinggao's words, after all, the son of a country must be a talented and learned person, let alone a well-known son.

Ye Wan'er knew even more that the person in front of her had never been born with a Mobao, and if she left Mobao in the Jiaofang Division today, it would be the first time.

At the thought of this, Ye Wan'er was a little excited, after all, this was Yinggao's first time.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? ”

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

……

With a wave.

For a long time, the pen started.

Ink stops.

Yinggao smiled at Ye Wan'er: "This poem will be given to the girl, farewell!" ”

"Let's go!"

"No."

Nodding in agreement, Meng Xiao, Wang Hu and others hurriedly followed, and in an instant, the private room was empty, leaving only Ye Wan'er alone.

Water tune song head.

This is Su Shi's masterpiece and pinnacle work of the Song Dynasty.

It is also a masterpiece that can be recited word for word.

……

Seeing that Yinggao and others were leaving, Ye Wan'er looked at the handwriting on the silk book, and couldn't help but be stupid for a while, this poem is very good.

There is a special artistic conception!

It's just that when she just reacted and wanted to ask for advice, Yinggao had already left with someone.

Only Yinggao knew in his heart that he didn't have much stock in his stomach, and most of them were returned to the teacher. And this one is still a legacy of rote memorization.

.......

The Qin people were martial and respected the scribes.

However, historically, the scribes who learned in the Qin State were basically from the Six Kingdoms of Shandong, especially the Wei State, which was the training base of the Great Qin Talent.

In the Qin State itself, it is rare to see such a talent.

Therefore, Wang Hu and Meng Xiao and others all think that Yinggao is just a whim, and it is impossible to write a masterpiece of how to pass on to the world, of course, this song is very different from the style of the world, and it is only suitable for singing in the Qinglou and becoming a small song in the Qinglou.

Yinggao and others went back, but Tie Ying led people to turn the clouds and rain in the teaching department, eat a big meal, and enjoy the whole night.

.......

When Ying Gao took Meng Xiao and Sima Shi and others into the Teaching Workshop Division, Ying Zheng got the news as soon as possible, and the same Meng Tian and Wang Jian and others all got the news.

Even they sent people.

If it weren't for Yinggao and others, they just listened to the music and didn't indulge, otherwise they would have been arrested and returned to their homes and taught them a lesson based on their ancestors.

The wind suddenly rose, and Yinggao paused slightly.

The wind chill at this moment, unconsciously, is that another year has come to an end.

Winter is coming.

There will be endless snow covering the heavens and the earth, burying the sins of this world together.

Yinggao is a person who likes snowy days, after all, his first battle was won in the ice and snow, and the heavy snow has a fate with him.

"The weather has changed suddenly, and it's about to snow!"

Walking on the road, Yinggao sighed with emotion, another year has passed, he has been living in Daqin for six years, and after the New Year, he will be twelve and a half years old, in Daqin, or in this era, he will be an adult in another year.

Although it is not possible, it will be crowned immediately, but this fourteen-year-old can go to war.

The juvenile protection law enacted by Shang Jun no longer applies to him.

"Childe, winter is coming, and the amount of coal mines in Zhengzhou will increase greatly, making the Jiannan Chamber of Commerce even richer!"

For the wealth of the Jiannan Chamber of Commerce, Wang Hu and Meng Yu are also very clear, even if they are also very emotional in their hearts, the wealth in it is comparable to the country.

"Jiannan Chamber of Commerce, there is no money at this time!"

Ying Gao smiled, these two people don't know that money is expensive, but the Jiannan Chamber of Commerce is making money every day, but the speed of the Great Qin Central University and the schools at all levels devouring money and food is simply terrifying.

If it weren't for the advent of sucrose, which allowed him to harvest a wave in Daqin, Yinggao's deployment would have been interrupted by money and food.

The two top chambers of commerce are not enough to support the Great Qin Central University and the academic palaces at all levels, which shows how difficult it is to popularize education.

What's more, the paper has not yet been published, movable type printing has not been released, and it is even more difficult to popularize education in Daqin.

However, there is no way around it.

At this time, he could only take one step at a time, and he had to take the establishment of the Great Qin Empire as the premise, and he could not affect Yingzheng and the generals' plans to go east.

If he had no choice but to do so, he would rather launch white paper and movable type printing after the Great Qin Empire unified the Central Plains, and the craftsmen of this era were too powerful, and he had to guard against it.

"Let the old pig be better than anthracite and charcoal, this winter, let us spend it warmly, and the future days are only afraid that it will no longer be peaceful!"

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