Ashamed!

For the first time, he felt a deep sense of guilt for the First Emperor.

After he left Xianyang, Ah Weng came to his house more than once, and he knew that the meaning in it was far more important than how many things he gave himself, or how much he found a good teacher for his little son.

The two seemingly casual visits of his own Ah Weng are the root cause of the stability and tranquility of this family after he was expelled from Xianyang.

After he asked, he found that there was no movement behind him, and he looked back with some confusion, and saw Zhao Qizheng looking at himself with a strange expression, wanting to say nothing, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised in his heart.

"What's wrong, what's wrong......"

That's right, that's the expression, that's the tone!

Zhao Qi looked at his own Ah Weng's performance at this time, and suddenly saw the expressions of the gentlemen in the school when they saw these sentences, and there was an inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart.

"It's all big brother's ......"

"Oh-"

Fusu knew in his heart that this was much more normal.

After all, the son of his own family is now deeply favored by His Majesty, and it is no problem to find some erudite people and ask for a few calligraphy and paintings.

Just when he thought he had found the answer in his heart, he listened to Zhao Qi say honestly on the side.

"After you left, the eldest brother often checked my schoolwork and often lectured me, and I felt that the eldest brother said very profoundly and reasonably, so I wrote it down casually and hung it here......"

Before Zhao Qi finished speaking, he saw his Ah Weng unexpectedly open his mouth wide, revealing an incredible look.

"You, what your eldest brother said?"

Zhao Qi's heart has blossomed happily, and he has twice as much happiness as he got from Mr. Xuefang and his classmates.

"Well, what the eldest brother said, he also told me today that diligence is like the harvest of early spring, and you don't see its growth, but only increase. Dropping out of school is like a whetstone, and you don't see its loss, but you lose it every day. I want to remember the four words of diligence and perseverance......"

Fusu: ......

Is this still my son who is shy and follows the rules and only knows how to study at home?

Reading this, I suddenly opened my mind!

Fusu couldn't help clenching his fists excitedly, no wonder Ah Weng suddenly paid so much attention to his son, so pampered, with his old man's temperament of liking geniuses, it's strange not to pamper!

Figured everything out in an instant.

The reason why his house has been able to stay still and remain stable so far is not because of himself, but because his son is supporting here?

Fusu's mood is a little complicated, and he doesn't know whether to be relieved, lost, or both.

He silently pondered these words, even if he was erudite and Confucian, he might not be able to write a sentence in his life, and finally held the song "Snow" tightly in his hand, and walked away with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and for a while, he even forgot to point out and check his youngest son's studies.

Suddenly, he felt a huge sense of strangeness and even panic towards his own son, who seemed shy and introverted.

Is this still my son?

In terms of bravery, he has the ability to shoot a strong bow with three stones.

In terms of talent and learning, he is well-read and ambitious, a hundred classics, and he reverses it like a stream, even if it is some miscellaneous learning, he has also shot and hunted.

In terms of ingenuity, the emperor's grandson mill, the emperor's grandson's plow, the emperor's grandson's car, and even those delicacies that he couldn't think of before, he can come with it, and it is naturally like water leaking to the ground and flowing with the trend.

It looks reasonable, but when you think about it, it's beyond the reach of a capable person.

When did he become so powerful?

Seeing her husband come in from the outside unruly, holding a book tightly in his hand, and reciting words in his mouth, Mi Ji couldn't help but tighten her heart and greeted her with a concerned face.

"You say, why did our family Ying'er suddenly become so good......

Fusu hadn't woken up from the shock caused by his son, and after sitting down, he asked a little distractedly.

Hearing her husband ask about this, Mi Ji couldn't help but sneer, and glanced at him with some disgust.

"Do you need to ask? Of course, it's because our family Ying'er is a genius - the genius under this world, it is difficult to achieve it, you can only be born in the Gan family, born in the Li family, not in our Zhao family......"

Fusu couldn't help but smile dumbly, and gently spread the book in his hand on the cases in front of Mi Ji.

If so, the few words hanging in Zhao Qi's study shocked him, and the little poem written by Zhao Ying on a whim touched him deeply.

My son is not only a genius, but also a kind and loving man who is good enough to carry on my ambition!

It was a feeling of standing alone at the end of heaven and earth, looking for no way, and suddenly looking back, but the person was in the dim light. Fusu's fingertips slowly slid over the seemingly ordinary and popular poems on the bamboo slips, as if he was caressing a rare treasure.

"No, I just feel like a dream, and I can't believe it - I said, how did I not realize that our son was an unborn genius......"

Mi Ji gave him an angry look.

"You are busy with your every day, how can you have time to take care of the children, it is not all up to him to be smart, and he studies hard in his own courtyard every day......"

Fusu smiled a little guiltily and raised the book in his hand.

"Madam, our family has finally produced an amazing unicorn!"

……

The cold wind howled outside, and the house was as beautiful as spring.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, after breakfast, Fusu said goodbye to his family again and boarded the carriage north to Shangjun, the only difference was that when he went back, there were two more people than when he came.

One is a guy who knows how to grind tofu, and the other is the best cook in the back kitchen.

Shangjun is very cold and the environment is harsh, and this is the only thing I can do for this cheap Ah Weng.

Before parting, Zhao Ying grabbed to the side of the carriage, pulled the window of the carriage, and looked at Fusu in the carriage, and his expression was finally a little more serious than ever.

"Ah Weng, how about we make a gentleman's covenant......"

Looking at his son, who was tall and heroic, but still had a little immaturity on his face, suddenly talking to himself like this, Fu Su smiled dumbly, and even the sadness of parting was dispelled a little, and he nodded a little funny.

"Okay, let's say, what kind of gentleman's covenant do you want to give Ah Weng-"

"A gentleman's word ......"

Zhao Ying looked at this eldest son of Great Qin who was about to go north, and the old father, who was about to go north, was an extremely important part of his follow-up, and slowly stretched out his palm.

Fusu couldn't cry or laugh, this kid didn't even believe in his own Ah Weng.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

He stretched out his palm very cooperatively and came with a triple high-five.

"A gentleman's word, it's hard to chase a horse-"

A gentleman can be bullied, Zhao Ying knows the temperament of this cheap father, as long as he agrees, he will never break his word, so he reached out and took out a sealed bag from his arms, quietly stuffed it into Fusu's palm, lowered his voice, and whispered in Fusu's ear.

"Ah Weng, if one day, the country changes dramatically, and you are also faced with a life-and-death decision, remember to open this bag - before that, don't peek at ......"

After speaking, without waiting for Fusu to react, he retreated straight away and gave a deep salute to the carriage.

"Ah Weng, take care of all the way, don't worry about everything at home, the child will take care of it-"

On the carriage, looking at his son who bowed down to give a salute, and the three people who were standing not far away, Fu Su wanted to jump down on the spot and ask clearly, but his son obviously didn't want to talk to himself, so he could only hold the bag tightly in his palm and nod slowly outside.

"Take care—"

The wheels were rolling, and Fusu's carriage gradually moved away, and there were still countless people with different thoughts, standing on both sides of the road, especially some nobles from the Six Kingdoms, who looked solemn at Fusu's carriage and said goodbye, shouting to the eldest son to take care.

But Fusu's carriage never stopped, and even the curtain never lifted.

Although Fusu is stubborn, he is not a fool, he knows what these people outside are thinking, but he is too lazy to deal with it.

His own admiration of Confucianism may be beneficial to the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, but his own admiration of Confucianism is by no means for the sake of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, they are just tools to use each other for themselves.

At this time, they were expelled again, almost completely cutting off the opportunity to return to Xianyang, and at this time they came to say goodbye, probably because they saw the opportunity and thought that they could take the opportunity to completely retreat themselves off the cliff.

In this world, there are no friends or foes, only interests.

From beginning to end, he was sober.

The only thing that made him a little regretful was that when he returned to Xianyang this time, he came and went in a hurry, and he couldn't meet the teacher Chun Yuyue in person, and he couldn't ask him in person:

Is our original path really wrong?

But until his carriage walked out of the west gate, turned north, and left Xianyang, he did not see the teacher.

……

Creek thatched cottage.

Zhuo Yi, who was dressed in a robe and hung a long sword at his waist, looked at Chun Yuyue, who was sitting majestically in front of several cases, and asked softly.

"Teacher, aren't we really going to send off the eldest son?"

Chun Yuyue shook his head slightly.

"If you don't go, you can't go......"

Seeing that his disciple was still puzzled, Chun Yuyue pressed the long sword on his waist and slowly stood up.

"This time is different from the past, in the past, we sent the eldest son, with the heart of martyrdom and death, and we are willing to practice my way with this body, and thank the son for his kindness——"

Speaking of this, Chun Yuyue respectfully clenched his fists and arched his hands towards the north.

"But now that we have the guidance of that gentleman, we have thoroughly understood the true nature of Confucianism and Taoism, understood the mission on the shoulders of our generation, and found the direction to realize my Confucian way, how can we act rashly......"

"What's more, if we go to see him off, it won't help Childe at all, but will add some unnecessary annoyance to Childe - it's better not to see each other, and it's ......okay not to send it."

Zhuo Yi was silent.

As a disciple of Confucianism and a protector of Confucianism and Taoism, he naturally knows his mission and responsibility, and he also understands the truth of his teacher, but when he understands it, he still has a faint blockage in his heart, and he always feels that today's actions are a little ashamed of his love for the eldest son in the past......

I wanted to escort a ride, but it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds under my feet, and in the end I could only sigh softly.

In the direction of Fusu's departure, he recited a sentence silently.

"Childe take care—"

……

After sending away his cheap father, Zhao Ying looked back and saw that Mi Ji was a little lost, so he deliberately stayed behind to talk for a while, and then got up and went back to the back garden, and continued to practice riding and archery, and boiled his body.

It is worth mentioning that his current 3,000-meter steep obstacle course has officially reached the five-minute barrier. The whole person ran like a bolt of lightning.

Riding skills have also improved by leaps and bounds, even if you don't borrow the saddle of the high bridge, you can already gallop while riding a horse, while pulling a bow and shooting arrows, with the level of the elite cavalry of the Huns.

The last shortcoming has been filled, and he feels that even if Li Shu is strong in martial arts, when he meets his current self, there is absolutely no room for struggle.

Although the martial arts may be a little difficult to keep up, but they are fast!

After he finished exercising, and under the service of two young and beautiful maids, he comfortably took a hot bath, changed into a loose robe, walked out of the small courtyard with his hands behind his back, and was about to eat today's meal.

As a result, before he could react, the figure had already knelt on the ground with a pop, and without saying a word, he kowtowed to Zhao Ying from a distance.

"Noble, noble, please, please, just give it a good time, villain, villain can't stand it anymore......"

Zhao Ying was directly stunned.

Looking at this man who seemed to have been wronged, Zhao Ying felt a little familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Who are you......"

"Back to the nobleman, the villain is religious, religious-"

Seeing that Zhao Ying still couldn't think of it, this man gestured desperately.

"Spices, spices—don't you remember, laurel, leaky, leaky......"

Zhao Ying suddenly realized, patted his head, and remembered.

"Which Lingnan merchant are you selling bay leaves and leaky koaches-oops, I haven't seen you for a few days, you've changed a lot, you're fat, your face is white, and I really haven't remembered who you are for a while......"

Reverent:......

Seeing the noble man in front of him, he finally remembered himself, and his tears were about to fall.

Since he was brought into the Eldest Prince's Mansion by this young nobleman a month ago, he seems to have been "confined". He was a businessman from Lingnan, dark, thin, and didn't know anyone.

It's just that he was brought back by the little boy, and the little boy didn't have any other explanation for him.

As a result, he became a unique and redundant existence in the house.

Eat, drink, and live, no one has to work, and no one cares, but there is no freedom, the little boy doesn't speak, who dares to let this thing run away, or something accident?

When pigs are raised!

Without the instructions of the little prince, you can't go anywhere, it's best not to even go out of the house, this is the eldest son's mansion, so many nobles, if you disturb which nobleman, who can afford to take responsibility?

Even if you can't disturb the nobles, this kind of barbarian from the south doesn't understand anything, and it will be great if you break some flowers and plants.

So, during this time, piety was basically eating and sleeping, eating and sleeping, eating and sleeping......

As long as a person has enough to eat and has nothing to do, it is easy to think about everything.

Especially after a long time, all kinds of strange ideas have come, you say, that young boy, what do you want to do when you bring yourself up?

I won't let anything work, and I won't let the house go out, so I will eat and drink......

Hiss –

He remembered the prostitutes raised in the mansions of those nobles, and remembered that there were even legends of cannibalism in some places in Lingnan...... The more I thought about it, the more worried I became, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't hold it back today, and I happened to see Zhao Ying when I was looking out of the room, his heart was about to collapse.

"Nobleman, if you have any orders, just give me a happy word......

Qian felt that he had also let himself out, and it was better to care about this nobleman's special hobbies than to worry about it every day.

When Zhao Ying heard this, he immediately nodded happily.

"I'm busy this time, I can't take care of you - you came just in time, I have something to discuss with you, whether you are interested in coming to our house to do things, I happen to lack a steward here who can do business......"

Reverent:......

looked at Zhao Ying, who was looking at him with a smile in disbelief, and nodded desperately.

"The villain is willing, the villain is willing to ......"

The steward of the eldest son's mansion is a big man, and he is simply smoking from the ancestral grave.

Zhao Ying stepped forward with a smile and personally helped him up, Zhao Ying's actions made Qian even more excited to thank him again and again, and his body felt a little lighter than before.

"I want to set up a caravan and go to Lingnan to buy the spices you sold to me a few days ago, and you will be the steward of this caravan in the future, responsible for purchasing spices and cooperating with local merchants to negotiate, as for the rest of the manpower, I will arrange it for you, in short, you just have to be your steward......

It's a pie-in-the-sky thing!

Qian naturally responded without hesitation, a heart that had been uneasy for more than a month, and finally let go, and he almost didn't know which leg to walk.

Actually, he has long had an idea about this matter, but he has been too busy recently and has not been able to take care of it for a while. Taking advantage of today's free time, after he ate an additional meal, he specially invited people to his study.

He calmly examined the Black Ice Captain that the First Emperor had sent to him.

"I have a very important matter that I need to entrust to you......"

"Childe, please!"

The look of surprise and smile disappeared in an instant, and he bowed deeply with a solemn expression.

Zhao Ying nodded.

"You need to follow my newly formed spice caravan to Lingnan - Qian is in charge of negotiating deals with local merchants in Lingnan, and you are in charge of transporting and turnover...... in Wu County."

Speaking of this, a meaningful smile flashed in Zhao Ying's eyes.

"You are responsible for keeping an eye on Wu Jun's every move for me, especially a young man with a burly body, heavy eyes, great strength, and great courage - and this young man's uncle......"

Zhao Ying was laughing, but he didn't know why, but he didn't feel the slightest smile from Zhao Ying. Instead, I felt a cold killing intent and even a fighting spirit.

After following Xiao Gongzi for so long, it was the first time he felt this emotion from Xiao Gongzi, and he had been in the Black Ice Platform for many years, and suddenly realized that this matter was probably not trivial for Xiao Gongzi.

Immediately gave a deep bow again.

"The villain will not dare to live up to the trust of the son!"

PS: I've written so far, I've written 5,000 words, count me as adding half a chapter first - I don't like to owe more, next time I make up the other half of the chapter, it feels too bad to owe more. Before I write it next time, I don't dare to brag about it and say that it will be added. In addition, thanks to hill2 book friends for 100 starting coins. (There is no charge for the contents of PS)

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