Looking at the back of his eldest brother who was far away, and then looking at the two heavy bamboo slips he was holding in his arms, Zhao Qi couldn't help but have a crystal in the corner of his eyes, and almost shed tears of emotion on the spot.

After fulfilling the responsibilities of a good eldest son and a good brother, Zhao Ying walked to his study satisfied.

It's time to read and study every day again.

Now that you have crossed over, it is natural to learn to have a deep understanding of the culture of this era.

We can't expect that the little bit of fur learned in the kind of fast food education in later generations will be able to guide the country in this era, dominate the situation, and stand out from the crowd.

In the past few days, with the sorting out of the memories of his previous life, his understanding of this world has become deeper and deeper, and he has become more and more afraid to underestimate this era.

In this era, like a well-run instrument, in some respects, I am afraid that even future generations may not dare to say that it will be better. It may be the worst of times for the nobles of the Six Kingdoms, but for the common people, it is definitely the best of times.

The unification of the Qin Dynasty and the system of military merit severely impacted the original aristocracy of the Six Kingdoms, and the Qin nobles who started with military merits had just gained a firm foothold, and because of the Qin Dynasty's system of restricting land transfer, the pace of wealth expansion of these new nobles was effectively restricted.

The school system of taking the law as the teaching and the officials as the teachers gave the lower-class people the opportunity to study and make progress, and cut off the channel for the later generations of gate lords to occupy economic and political resources for a long time through cultural monopoly.

Therefore, as long as you are willing to work hard, as long as you are willing to work hard, even if you have been poor for generations, poor to the bones, you also have the opportunity to stand out as a top minister.

The more he understood, the more he was in awe, and the more unwilling he was from the bottom of his heart to let such a Great Qin be short-lived and die.

Only he, a traverser, can truly understand what kind of foundation the old man in Xianyang Palace who has turned white with his sideburns has laid a foundation for future generations with his amazing vision and courage.

Such a Great Qin should not die out just now.

The dim oil lamp, and the electric lamp of later generations, are not at all the same, not only the light is not bright enough, but also with black smoke, under the light to read a book all night, and the next morning when he wakes up, even his nostrils are black.

The most important thing is that although the oil has added spices, if you smell it carefully, there is still a faint smell lingering on the end of the nose.

"It's miserable......"

Spreading out the "Book of Shang Jun" in his hand, Zhao Ying laughed at himself happily, and then focused his attention on the bamboo slips. If you want to understand this era, you can't help but understand the laws of the Great Qin, and if you want to understand the laws of the Great Qin, you must read the Book of Shang Jun.

Although Shang Ying ended up very miserably, he also ended up with an allusion to being cocooned and self-bound. But ironically, although he died, the changes he implemented were retained and became the foundation for Great Qin to become strong, and the laws he formulated are still the standard of Great Qin's laws.

Although Zhao Ying inherited the memory of his predecessor, this kind of small seal and difficult writing still made him a little big.

But today, it seems that something is different somewhere.

He rubbed his eyes in some surprise, tentatively moving the bamboo slip away from him a little.

It's still beautiful!

Farther away, it's still clear!

Even on the side of the bamboo slips, I don't know who marked the annotation that is three points smaller than the text, and I can see it clearly. I couldn't believe it two days ago.

"My eyesight has gotten better!"

Zhao Ying's heart was overjoyed, it seems that his golden finger has not only increased his strength, height and amount of food, but also this eyesight, although it is not a special ability, but the thing that his eyesight has improved still makes Zhao Ying very happy.

I don't know if it's because of the good mood, he feels that today's reading is particularly transparent, and he still needs to ponder and think about the problems in the past.

Taking advantage of today's good state, Zhao Ying insisted on reading for half an hour.

Compared with the tomes of hundreds of thousands, or even millions of words in later generations, the books of the Qin Dynasty are really unreadable, and even the "Book of Shang Jun", which can be called the tome, is only more than 30,000 words, and the "Tao Te Ching", which is known as the Taoist classic, is only a short 5,612 words.

Once you have a clear mind and a clear mind, you can read a book in one night, and you can even take a note and take a walk.

What surprised him even more was that he found that he might not forget it!

He looked back and checked it again in disbelief, and there was no doubt that he was really different from before. After crossing once, he inexplicably changed from a scumbag to a scholar, who do you say should I talk to?

Although he was a little reluctant to be in this state, when the time came, Zhao Ying still went to rest on time.

He suspects that all these changes are related to his recent surge in physical fitness.

Taking good care of this body and developing the potential of the body to the maximum is the foundation for living and even doing something in this world.

……

"Little boy—"

Just as he was about to go back to his room to rest, he saw Mo walking in from outside in a hurry. Zhao Ying's eyes flashed and stopped.

"Got news?"

"There is news that Dr. Chunyu has left Xianyang and stayed in a guest house in the west of the city, and it is said that he is going to go north to Shangjun tomorrow and go to join the eldest son......"

Zhao Ying: !!!!!

Sure enough, this old guy has to catch my cheap daddy, and the disaster is over, right?

……

"How many people are with you......"

Zhao Ying's face was gloomy like water, and his tone was a little cold.

"There are more than ten disciples......

Hearing this, Zhao Ying couldn't help frowning slightly.

This Chun Yuyue is too prestigious, and his fame is too great, to this point, there are still so many disciples who are willing to follow him with all their hearts, it's really a big trouble.

Headache!

You must know that the Confucian scholars of this era are not those weak scholars in the future, they practice the six arts of the gentleman one by one, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics, not only can ride horses and shoot arrows, but also most of them have a good swordsmanship.

Especially those who can follow Chun Yuyue's side, it is estimated that they are the best among them.

If there are fewer people, you can't deal with it, if there are too many people, the movement is too big, and if you are not careful, you may cause a big mess.

didn't look at it, even His Majesty the First Emperor, in a fit of rage, just got rid of this old thing, he just didn't dare to risk the world's disapproval and make a fuss for himself.

"Looks like you can only outwit it, alas, isn't this forcing me-"

Zhao Ying sighed helplessly, sat down again, pulled a piece of cloth casually, lifted the brush, brushed the brush, wrote a few lines of small characters, turned on the light, and carefully checked it again, seeing that there were no mistakes or omissions, and then solemnly put it into an envelope and handed it to Mo's hands.

"You will leave the city early tomorrow morning, and you must hand over this letter to Mr. Chun Yuyue......"

Speaking of this, a trace of coldness suddenly flashed in Zhao Ying's eyes.

"If he can't change his plan and still insists on going north, you will come back immediately......"

"No!"

Mo took the envelope with both hands, turned and strode away.

Although Zhao Ying really wanted to take advantage of the darkness and unknowingly let people send the letter over, Daqin imposed a curfew, and if he did not have an official permit, he would be arrested by the people of the yamen in a few minutes if he traveled late at night.

When the time comes, it will be really self-defeating.