He couldn't tear the solid image left by Wei Ying to shreds in his heart, and he couldn't help believing that this mud cow had the only possibility to enter the sea.

For him, a Qin knight who has been in the army for a long time, the love between men is more important than life. Wei Ying was the first celebrity he befriended in his life, he admired him, instinctively believed in him, and even accepted his unjustified requests for no reason.

In his mind, "righteousness" is the foundation of the scholar, and it is especially unrighteous and shameless! A respectable and amiable friend of celebrities and gentlemen, in his heart, he felt as if his life was over, he was about to collapse, and there was no more exciting flashes of brilliance in the world!

Heartbroken, I felt that it was really boring to seek talents in the recruitment hall, so I didn't care about it, and drank heavily in the house every day. Frightened, Xiao Linghu just cried quietly, and didn't dare to sleep at night, so he stayed outside the door and froze.

Today is the end of September, the last day of the three months, and Jing Jian is very sad, and he is already drunk by the time it gets dark.

Xiao Linghu sat on the steps outside the main room and wept silently. She thought that he must have suffered great grievances in the government, and she should take a good look at him, and she must not let his mother commit suicide by caesarean section. Otherwise, she will lose her last support, become a wandering girl, and become an official slave. Xiao Linghu kept beating his head, afraid that he would fall asleep in a daze and not be able to hear the movement in the house.

Suddenly, Xiao Linghu heard a sound of horses' hooves, and then heard a rhythmic knock on the door, "Click, click, click".

Xiao Linghu walked lightly to the back of the door, looked out from the crack in the door, and saw a person in white clothes and a white horse, who seemed to be the figure of the last visitor! No, that person is fair-skinned, how can this person be thin and dark? Listen to the sound? Yes, the sound doesn't change. Thinking of this, the extremely smart little Linghu asked in a low voice, "Who knocked on the door?" ”

"Little Linghu? I, have I forgotten? A familiar and friendly voice came from outside the door.

Xiao Linghu opened the door. Wei Ying bolted the horse to the stone stake outside the door, walked in and squatted and stroked Xiao Ling's fox hair and said, "Little sister, I came here in March, remember?" ”

Xiao Linghu said "wow-" and threw himself on Wei Ying's shoulder and cried.

Wei Ying was taken aback, "What's wrong?" What about the internal history? ”

Xiao Linghu took Wei Ying's hand and pushed open the door of the main house, and a strong smell of wine came to his nose! Jing Jian fell crooked in the dark room and muttered to himself, "Wei Ying, you, you, deceived me. Villain, lied to me! You, why are you so? You ......"

Xiao Linghu choked up and said, "He does this every day, he scares me to death." ”

Wei Ying pondered for a moment, and then instructed Xiao Linghu to find a thick candle and light it. He walked to the side of the Jing Jian with a candle and squatted down, helped the Jing Jian and said in a loud voice: "Neishi, see who I am?" ”

Jing Jian opened his hazy eyes: "You? Who are you? Sent by the king? ”

"I'm Wei Ying! Take a look at the internal history. ”

When Jing Jian heard the word "Wei Ying", he was startled and opened his eyes wide, "You? Are you, Wei Ying? Rubbing his eyes again, "No, it's thin and dark, yes, Wei Ying's demeanor?" ”

"Brother Jing, Wei Ying trekked for three months, traveled all over the Qin Kingdom, and was he not dark or thin?" Wei Ying spoke generously.

Like a thunderclap, the hazy clouds in Jing Supervisor's heart were suddenly exploded, Huo Ran stood up, staring at Wei Ying with blazing eyes and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Marting, is it really you?" You, back? ”

"Yes, Wei Ying is back, it's been three months, and I didn't lie to you!"

Jing Jian looked up to the sky and laughed, ecstatic, swept away with a dirty drunken feeling, opened his arms, and hugged Wei Ying tightly. Xiao Linghu giggled happily when he saw that the two of them were like children.

"Brother Jing Jian, Brother Wei Ying, how can you not call me when you are so happy!" A loud laugh came, and a figure appeared in an instant, it was Qin Feng.

Jing Jian looked at Qin Feng's current appearance, couldn't help but wipe his eyes to confirm, and sighed for a long time before he sighed: "Qin Feng, you have also traveled all over the rivers and mountains of Qin Country." ”

Qin Feng smiled and nodded.

Wei Ying saw Qin Feng like himself, and said happily: "Shangqing is no different from me now, a poor sour man." ”

"Little Linghu, bring the wine!" Jing Jian shouted excitedly.

Wei Ying smiled: "Still drinking?" So drunk that no one recognized it. ”

"How not to drink? Just now, that's drunk, drunk! Drink again, that's drunk, drunk! ”

Wei Ying laughed: "Good! Bitter herbs and spirits, just get drunk! ”

Xiao Linghu ran into the kitchen room, brought three pottery bowls and said with a smile: "Drink it first, I'll take it later." ”

The servants took the "dang" touch of the pottery bowl, and each drank it with a clatter, but laughed in unison. Wei Ying said: "It's a bitter wine." Jing Jian said: "It's sour! What about real wine? ”

Xiao Linghu giggled: "No wine." I was so frightened that I poured all the wine. I'll make tea. ”

Wei Ying said with a smile: "Xiao Linghu is so smart, he sobers up with wine." Tea is being drunk at the moment. ”

"And the rice, haven't you all eaten? Wait, come. Xiao Linghu quickly got into the kitchen.

Jing Jian rose up and moved the straw mat and wood table to the courtyard. The three of them talked loudly and emotionally under the bright autumn moon, and spoke the native language of the Qin people spontaneously, sometimes laughing, sometimes sighing, sometimes excited, sometimes sentimental, until the bright moon was dim and the east was white.

Qin Xiaogong got up at dawn, practiced his sword for a while, and then buried himself in the study and began to read.

For three months, he had great doubts about the effectiveness of the merit order.

Originally, I thought that as long as the scholars of the Eastern Nations entered the Qin State, they would definitely be moved by his sincerity, and they would govern Qin and strengthen Qin with him with one heart and one mind.

He never imagined that scholars who were focused on meritorious deeds would have so many worldly requirements, afraid of hardship, poverty, and tiredness.

From the bottom of his heart, as a monarch, he didn't want to build a school palace like King Qi Wei to raise these scholars, ask them to plan when they were needed, and let them learn freely when they didn't need it, so as to show the country's culture.

But the Qin State is too poor, where does it have the financial resources to do these icing on the cake? In a poor and weak Warring States, he did everything he could do, and even what he couldn't do, he did it reluctantly, with sincerity and sincerity.

But the response he saw was indifferent.

He read contempt in the manners of the scholars, in ridicule, in the vanity and arrogance of their own conformity.

This is exactly what he cannot tolerate the most. He can calmly accept anyone's accusations, comments or even malicious curses against Qin, but he can never accept contempt and ridicule for Qin.

The Six Kingdoms were humble to Qin and disdained to form an alliance with it, which he regarded as a great shame and engraved a blood tablet to show that he would never forget.

What he didn't expect was that even the scholars who sought officials and did things showed a kind of indifferent contempt and ridicule for Qin State.

When he felt this with certainty, his heart was once again deeply pierced. How so? Why do these scholars who will rely on the Qin State to make meritorious achievements and rely on the Qin State to give official titles dare to despise the Qin State and the monarch of the Qin State?

In his thoughts, it dawned on him that these scholars saw themselves as benefactors who saved the Qin state, and that they would bring prosperity and strength to the Qin state, and they had reason to despise the poverty and ignorance presented to them.

Sure enough, that's it, Yingquliang's mind is broad enough, and he can laugh at the arrogance and uninhibition of talented men. However, with the scholars' visit to Qin, he once again felt disappointed.

These people only go around in the county government, can they find a strong Qin national policy? Is it the work of great talent that created the world? Talking about himself, comforting, and Wang Shi is not satisfactory, and the recruitment of talents will not be difficult to clean up. Celebrities are hard to find, masters are hard to find, it seems that the great talent who turns the tide is really hard to find.

In the final analysis, the Qin State has to rely on itself to be strong.

Yingqu Liang was determined to plan his own way to strengthen Qin, he believed that his academic ability was not very bad, and he practiced hard, even if he was not a great talent, he was also a medium talent, and he would never let the Qin State continue to decline in his hands.

A month ago, he tripled the size of his study, and began to ask Gongsun Jia of Changshi to collect simple books and classics for him, and moved all the practical books that could be found in the palace to his new study. From then on, he read for two hours every night, got up one hour early, and after practicing his sword, he read on time until mid-hour, and then dealt with state affairs.

Before the hour, he did not see anyone. Every day, and so it is today.

Hei Bo whispered at the door of the study: "Your Majesty, the internal history Jingjian and Shangqing Qin Feng ask to see you." ”

"Let them come back later." Qin Xiaogong said.

"Neishi said that there was an emergency." Heiber continued to insist.

Qin Xiaogong reluctantly threw away the brochure, "Please come in with Neishi and Shangqing." ”

Jing Jian and Qin Feng walked into the study, only to see the heavy brochure high and low surrounded into a huge mountain of books, but they didn't see the figure of the monarch, and they were so surprised that they didn't know what to say. He hadn't been to the monarch's study for more than a month, and he didn't want to change so much? He couldn't help but say in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, see the Jing Supervisor." ”

Qin Feng had just walked all over the rivers and mountains of Qin State, and at this time he gave his hand: "Your Majesty, Qin Feng will see you." ”

Qin Xiaogong walked out of the book mountain, still holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, "Jing Jian, so happy?" ”

But Qin Xiaogong's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Qin Feng. "You...... Are you Qin Feng Shangqing? ”

Qin Feng smiled. "It's the minister."

"This ...... Qin Feng, you. "Qin Xiaogong didn't know what to say.

"Your Majesty, the ministers followed those celebrities and traveled all over the rivers and mountains of the Qin State, so they became like this." Qin Feng explained.

Qin Xiaogong was a little moved, patted Qin Feng's shoulder, and said, "Shangqing is hard. ”

"Your Majesty, a good thing, a great thing." Jing Jian couldn't help but say at this time.

"What the hell? Children in general. Qin Xiaogong was quite displeased.

"Your Majesty, the matter is big, and Rong Chen said slowly." Although Jing Jian smiled, a fine sweat broke out on his face.

"Slowly?" Xiaogong couldn't help but smile, "You have also become an old Confucian?" Okay, let's sit down. ”

Chief Jing sighed, starting from the envoy Wei Guoyu Wei Ying, talking about Wei Ying's entry into Qin, talking about Wei Ying's secret inspection of the monarch in the Zhaoxian Pavilion, talking about Wei Ying's arduous and meticulous visit to Qin, and praising Wei Ying's talent.

Qin Xiaogong listened calmly to what Jing Jian said, and said with a faint smile: "Does the internal history say that Wei Ying is a great talent? ”

"Yes. The king, Wei Ying entered Qin, and the order to seek talent finally had positive results. ”

Qin Xiaogong said with a smile: "Don't find the right result for the order to seek talent, there are many people who have not met since ancient times." What does Inner History mean? ”

"Your Majesty, Xu Wei will face Chen Changce."

Qin Xiaogong nodded and said, "Of course." The scholar is so hard-working, it can be seen that he is sincere, and whether he has a long-term strategy or not, he must be respected. Tomorrow, the government hall will treat it with great courtesy. ”

Jing Jian was so excited that he trembled: "Minister, thank you!" ”