Seeing that the old man Meng Wu was about to go berserk, the old general Wang Jian smiled and straightened his expression.

"Don't be impatient—how old are you, and you can't bear it so much, if something happens, it's your turn and I are here to be anxious?"

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at it.

Meng Wu suddenly realized, slapped his thigh violently, and grinned.

"I'll just say, I'll just say, this thing is not right at all, such a big thing, the two people in the palace didn't react at all......"

After speaking, he pulled a bench by himself, sat opposite Wang Qian, grabbed the teapot and poured himself a cup, and the old god drank it on the ground.

"However, then again, why does the eldest son have to come back at this juncture, isn't this a mess for the emperor's eldest grandson......"

Wang Jian groaned and put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at Meng Wu opposite, and said quite seriously.

"I don't know. But the old man felt that this was not something we should consider as courtiers. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Jian lifted the teapot for the first time and poured a cup of tea for Meng Wu.

"Do you think things can change in the current situation? You can relax, Your Majesty and His Royal Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson naturally have our own considerations and arrangements, and those of us who are courtiers want to be rich and prosperous for a long time, the most important thing is to abide by our duties......"

Meng Wu raised his head in some surprise.

"You old horseman, why did you suddenly tell me this today, why shouldn't you be fighting me......"

Wang Jian scolded angrily.

"If it weren't for the fact that you rubbed your face against me every day, would the old man have the leisure to take care of you, a vulgar and unscrupulous reckless man? Roll on, my tea, but when the emperor's eldest grandson was in Jiangnan, the pre-rain tea that was fried by himself, even His Majesty's side, there wasn't much-this was specially asked for me by Nan'er, you old goods, don't waste it on me......"

Meng Wu: ......

Angry and scolded.

"Old man Wang, don't you just have a good granddaughter? What is there to show off! The old man has five grandchildren, and in a few years, one person will give birth to three great-granddaughters to the old man, that is, fifteen, heh-you have the ability, let your bastard give you a full ......"

After speaking, he grabbed the tea leaves on a few cases, turned around and left.

Wang Jian: ......

"The surname Meng, you are an old thing, you are not a son of man......"

However, by the time he chased him out of the room, Meng Wu had already left. He stood at the door for a long time before he couldn't help but smile.

After fighting with this old thing for a lifetime, when it comes to the twilight of life, I finally don't have to fight anymore.

It's also a great blessing in life!

……

The Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Mr. Yi looked at the sturdy men standing in front of him with serious eyes.

"Have things been arranged?"

"Mr. Hui, it has been arranged, until our people are ready, we will never let the eldest son step into Xianyang......"

Mr. Yi nodded.

"Good! However, I don't care what means you use, but I must ensure the safety of the eldest son, and I don't want his safety to have any problems before he sets foot in Xianyang......"

A few men solemnly received the order.

"No!"

With that, he turned around and strode away.

Looking at their departing backs, Mr. Yi couldn't help but get up leisurely, put his hands behind his back, and looked in the direction of Zhangtai Palace.

"The show is finally about to begin......"

……

Zhangtai Palace.

Zhang Liang, the Chefu commander who had just taken office, held a bunch of recitals and respectfully sent them to Zhao Ying.

"Your Highness, this is today's note, the minister has already classified it according to the cabinet annotation, according to the priority, please take a look......"

Zhao Ying nodded approvingly.

"Good!"

As the eldest grandson of the emperor, after supervising the administration of the country, there was almost no modulation of various personnel in the court, except for Zhang Liang, who was used to it, to the position of Chefu Ling.

This position is humble and weighty.

can be regarded as a person close to Zhao Ying, but Zhang Liang seems to have adapted quickly, and in just a few days, he has completely adapted to the identity of Che Fuling's official position.

Everything is well organized for Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying was very satisfied.

Seeing that Zhao Ying had begun to calmly review today's recital, Zhang Liang hesitated, but couldn't help but remind.

"Your Highness, over there in the Donghai Monarch's Mansion, there has been a lot of action in the past few days, do we really want to continue to watch? If it gets too big, I'm afraid it won't end well......"

When Zhao Ying heard this, the movements in his hands couldn't help but pause slightly.

Xuan Wei nodded slightly.

"It's okay, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, you continue to let people pay attention......"

"No!"

Zhang Liang did not move, bowed and retreated.

Zhao Ying continued to review the music there as if nothing had happened, unlike the First Emperor, he had an amazing memory, and in his brain, it was as if he had a database, and he knew the general situation of all parts of Great Qin, so the speed of processing the music was extremely fast.

Almost at a glance, you can roughly judge whether the cabinet's comments are reasonable.

Then quickly make your own judgments and annotations.

Before noon, the day's recital had been all processed.

Then, getting up and walking leisurely to the back garden.

From a distance, I saw the First Emperor wearing ordinary clothes, like an old peasant in the countryside, tidying up his three-point vegetable furrow there.

Empress Zheng on the side, also wearing a coarse cloth hairpin skirt, squatted there and was busy working.

"Father, your old man is not kind, how can you throw my eldest grandson, who is not yet an adult, to work for you, and it is good for me to run here to be happy - Auntie, are you right......?"

As soon as he entered the door, Empress Zheng saw him, and as soon as he came in, she started to joke with the emperor.

"Yes, yes, yes, go back and let your father compensate you......"

The First Emperor stood up, turned his head to look at him and scolded with a smile.

"You've only been working for a few days, and you came to your aunt to complain - what's the matter, today's recital has been reviewed again?"

Zhao Ying smiled and nodded.

"It's over, how can you be like you, Father, lying there every day, busy working day and night, tired yourself half to death. Those who are masters should learn to delegate power appropriately, how can they bow down to their own hands and act on their behalf - otherwise, what do we do in Daqin to raise so many officials, and raise them, it is to let them do things for us. ”

The First Emperor glanced at him, found a nearby stone bench and sat down, and asked rather casually.

"What should I do if I am ...... if there is a gap?"

Zhao Ying also smiled and pulled over a stone bench and came to the side of the First Emperor.

"If you do a good job, you will be promoted to a knighthood, and if you don't do a good job, then you will be held accountable according to the law, you should be demoted to an official, you should be exiled and exiled, and you should be beheaded and beheaded......"

The First Emperor looked at him and said seriously.

"Even if you can be held accountable afterwards, Ying'er, although I encouraged you to deal with it boldly, allowed you to make mistakes, and then encouraged you to find a way to make up for it, it was because there was a big father to give you a back, but you are now the eldest grandson of the emperor of the prison country, and you will have to take over the burden of this country in the future, every move will involve a lot of people, how can it be the same as before?"

Looking at the emperor's eldest grandson, who still had a little childishness on his face, the first emperor spoke seriously.

"As a monarch, you should naturally delegate power moderately, but you must be vigilant and trembling, if it is because of your momentary negligence, which leads to irreparable mistakes, what should you do? For example, if you lose a big war, or if you lead to the displacement of a certain place, what can you do if you kill the nine clans in charge of the officials? Can the damage caused be recovered? Can the dead soldiers be brought back to life......"

"Renjun, when the weight of the artifact, inherit the destiny of the heavens, and never be careless......"

Zhao Ying's expression was solemn and he bowed.

"Thank you for your teachings......

Seeing that he had listened, the First Emperor couldn't help but show a smile on his face, smiled and waved his hand.

"You don't need to have too much pressure, just follow your ideas, let it go, everything is with the eldest father, I have been idle recently, I feel much better, and I should be able to help you take care of it for a few more years......"

"Hmm-"

Zhao Ying nodded heavily.

"Father, you will definitely live a long life......

After hearing this, the First Emperor couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"In this world, there are a few long-lived and hundred-year-old people, if your fourth uncle can't get the elixir of immortality on this trip, I'm afraid that the life expectancy of the eldest father will be in the past few years......"

"Father......

Zhao Ying still has to say that the First Emperor has already waved it carelessly.

"Life and death are fateful, before, it was you who couldn't make it, I didn't dare to die, so I did everything possible to seek the art of immortality, now with you, even if you can't find the elixir of immortality, the eldest father can close his eyes, you don't need to find a way to comfort me......"

Zhao Ying: ......

Looking at the First Emperor with an indifferent expression, Zhao Ying's words came to his lips and quietly swallowed them back.

On the contrary, it was the first emperor, and suddenly the conversation changed.

"Over there in your fourth uncle's mansion, you must stabilize recently, and you must not act rashly......"

Zhao Ying hesitated.

"Father, make a move at this time, the fourth aunt still has leeway, if there is a change, I am worried that I will not be able to explain to the fourth uncle......"

Empress Zheng also looked at the First Emperor with some apprehension.

"I shouldn't have asked too much about military affairs, but ......"

Empress Zheng sighed softly.

She was worried that her stupid niece would fall deeper and deeper, and in the end there would be no room to turn back.

The First Emperor's expression was as usual.

"Otherwise, how can I help Ying'er remove this tumor?"

Hearing what the First Emperor said, Empress Zheng sighed and said no more, while Zhao Ying silently bowed deeply to the First Emperor.

Lunch was served in Empress Zheng's bedroom.

Zhao Ying personally cooked and fried two light side dishes.

Although the craftsmanship is no longer as good as the imperial kitchen in the palace, the two old men eat very happily, and the imperial chef in the palace, no matter how delicious it is, is not as good as the filial piety of their grandson.

After lunch, Zhao Ying said goodbye from Empress Zheng's side, and went to the Taiyi Pavilion in a car.

"Minister Zhang Yi, I have seen His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun-"

Seeing Zhao Ying coming, the new doctor of the Taiyi Pavilion was Zhang Yi, and hurriedly led everyone to greet him.

Zhao Ying smiled and stretched out his hand to help.

"You don't need to be polite, I'm just going to come and see. I heard that our Taiyi Pavilion has recently hired two new talents with superb medical skills from the people, but I don't know which two ...... them are."

As soon as Zhao Ying's words fell, two people stood up in the crowd.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the Emperor's Eldest Sun ......"

Looking at the two people who bowed down, Zhao Ying couldn't help but gaze slightly. If Xia Wuji's death is really strange, these two people may not escape suspicion.

"You are the Qian Miao Qian shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall?"

Zhao Ying set his eyes on the old man on the right who was slightly chubby and looked quite kind.

"Back to Your Highness, it's the old ......"

Zhao Ying nodded and smiled kindly.

"I've heard of you, you are a holy hand of medicine, especially good at women's and infants' diseases, and you have a reputation for rejuvenation with wonderful hands......"

Qian Miao bowed.

"I don't dare to be the reputation of His Highness's holy hand, the old decay is just thinking about this for a long time, and I have a little experience......

This is just an ordinary old man.

Although he looked slightly nervous when he suddenly saw him, there was nothing else abnormal.

Therefore, he smiled and encouraged.

"The imperial court is about to open a school, promote the learning of a hundred schools, Mr. is a medical skill, not easy to come by, why not take time to write a book, go to the school to be a gentleman who can preach and solve doubts, can also go down in history, and leave a legacy for future generations......"

He really took a fancy to this Qian Miao's medical skills.

In today's era, there are too few doctors who are proficient in gynecology and pediatrics, and it is even rarer to reach this level.

If this Qian Miao can really follow his advice and go to the academy to teach, even if he comes to the palace, he really has ulterior motives, as long as he is not directly involved in Xia Wuhe's case, he is willing to open one eye, close one eye, and give him a chance.

Even if it is not killed, it has to be recycled.

As soon as these words came out, everyone, including Medical Officer Zhang, couldn't help but be moved, and there was a hint of envy in their eyes, this is a good opportunity to write a book and make a name in history.

Zhao Ying saw the hesitation that flashed in Qian Miao's eyes.

But immediately, he bowed and bowed his head.

"Thank you Your Highness for your kindness, but the old minister has limited medical skills, and he has not yet reached the point of writing books and speaking and lecturing on the altar, and he does not dare to ......be a teacher."

When Zhao Ying heard this, a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Nodding slightly.

"Good ......"

Qian Miao bowed and retreated, and Zhao Ying then set his eyes on the middle-aged man with an elegant and quiet temperament.

"Sir is Dr. Yin? I heard that my husband is good at typhoid fever and plague, and although he lives in seclusion on Zhongnan Mountain, over the years, there are countless living people, and he is praised as the Bian Que ...... of the world."

"I don't dare to praise His Highness, in fact, the villain only has a little knowledge of injuries and plagues......"

Yin said very little, and after speaking, he bowed his hand slightly at Zhao Ying and stepped aside, without the slightest intention of continuing to communicate with this emperor's eldest grandson.

Zhao Ying couldn't help but move in his heart.

This man's temperament is too stable and too familiar, because he has seen it in another person many times.

(End of chapter)

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