In the spring, the flowers in the small courtyard bloom just right, and the branches are bent in clusters.

"I went to class today, why did I come back so soon." Ying Zheng asked casually.

Fusu hugged his neck and explained in his milk that when he was holding a book and reading, he felt sorry for his father.

Looking at Ying Zheng raising his eyebrows, there is a big expression that you don't say one, two, three, and you will definitely want you to look good, he puffed out his cheeks, and his black and white pupils stared straight at him.

"Fusu heard that when Li Si visited him, in order to express his political opinions, he took refuge in his father, and he pulled three carts of bamboo slips alone, and you have seen it for more than a month."

Li Si wanted to seek a high position, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off.

"If it is replaced with paper, there will be at most three books, and my father can only hold it." Fusu tried to interpret it in a more urbane language.

Ying Zheng muttered: "The Nine Heavens Xuannu who passed on your dreams to you, are you willing to be my Great Qin National Teacher?" ”

"Meritorious Jinyuan, high-ranking officials and Houlu, such as a cloud boy, let you choose."

Fusu: ?

It was the Nine Heavens Xuannu.

Looking at the ambition in Ying Zheng's eyes, Fusu knew that he was telling the truth, and couldn't help but have a black line when he heard the words: "Father has instructions, my son doesn't dare to slack off, if there is a chance to talk, I will tell him." ”

There is no chance, the Nine Heavens Xuannu does not, but Su Tan has one.

Looking at Ying Zheng's sincere expression, I knew that he was a person who longed for talents, but that was a fairy! You dare to think that he has to learn.

When the time comes, pull the bigwigs such as Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, and Liu Bang, the king of Han, to work for the head of the world.

Dream, of course you have to make a big one.

The sun and the moon shine on the Qin soil, and they speak Chinese as far as the eye can see.

It's cool to think about.

"Hey~" His eyebrows and eyes were crooked when he smiled, like a little mouse stealing oil to eat.

Ying Zheng patted him on the back and comforted him with a good temper, when he was a child in Handan, when he was humiliated and bullied and no one defended him, he thought that if he had a child, he would hold up an umbrella for him, and not let him go through this.

The bark that is being boiled in the pot, the branches and bamboos all over the ground, make a mess of the small courtyard, and there is a papermaking technique that he got in his dreams, this kind of big cake, Ying Zheng didn't eat it when he was three years old.

But Fusu was full of anticipation when he brought it up, and he was willing to watch him mess around with such a trivial matter.

After the papermaking technique, he had to say a book of paper in hand.

No, Fusu also had fun.

Just pro-government, Ying Zheng was worried in his heart, these decrees were issued, the capital of Great Qin and Guizhou was going to be controlled by him, and the weight of the crown made him dare not slack off in the slightest.

There are too many ambitions in my heart, and I want to unify the world in order to be able to slowly figure it out.

Holding a soft and glutinous cub in his arms, the faint aroma of the good smell on his body, and his innocent and calculating temperament all made him very relaxed.

Su Tan nestled obediently in his arms, thinking that it was good that he didn't have to go to class today.

But—

"Wang Ben, take your son back to study." The indifferent voice belonging to Yingzheng sounded above him.

The boy hugged the soft cub as he wished.

His face was full of excitement: "Oh! ”

Then Su Tan was quickly carried back to the General's Mansion by the young man, and put on the heavy bamboo slips again.

"What I learned today is the "History of the Chapter", which is the history of King Xuan of Zhou, and it tastes like the enlightenment of the young son, and some people laughed before that if they want to do the history of Zhou, they need to satirize the history of the fifteenth chapter."

Wang Jian's deep voice sounded, he was still very gentle with Fusu just now, but when he taught the text, he took the ring ruler in his hand.

Su Tan was slightly distracted, and slapped it in front of him, and the sound of breaking the air could imagine how painful it hurt on his body.

He hurriedly stared at the words in front of him seriously, which belonged to the complexity of the Great Seal, which made him a little dizzy.

studied diligently for decades, and once became illiterate.

Miserable.

Think about it, after he learns the big seal, hey, my political father dominates the world and launches the small seal, he will definitely have to learn.

It's wonderful, he likes this feeling of studying desperately and clearing it up once and for all.

"The history chapter is about 9,000 words......"

Hearing Wang Qian's introduction, Su Tan's eyes suddenly widened, so on the desk in front of him, this small pile of bamboo slips was not all he studied.

"I applied to study the Book of Poetry first." Su Tan weakly stretched out his little short hand.

Wang Jian: ?

"What is the Book of Songs?" He asked, frowning.

Even though he is very fond of Fusu, there is no shortcut to reading, and reading is very hard, and it takes great perseverance to do it.

Looking at the faint displeasure overflowing between Wang Jian's eyebrows, Su Tan hurriedly said: "The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, I have memorized a little, enlightened with familiar words, maybe it's okay?" ”

Only then did the other party's eyes show a little appreciation, and he said with a smile: "You're right, this poem is really catchy." ”

He's willing to adjust and give it a try.

"What you are talking about is "Poetry", or "Three Hundred Poems", not the Book of Poetry."

Listening to Wang Qian's explanation, Su Tan nodded obediently, thinking that it should be that the name of the Book of Poetry has also evolved slightly, he originally wanted to explain, but then decided not to say it, he was only three and a half years old, if everything was right, everything was correct, and he would still come to read and do something.

When Gongzi Fusu proposed to change the content of the text, saying that he was dizzy when he listened to it, he sighed in his heart, thinking that he was young and looked well-behaved, but who knew that he couldn't even hold up the enlightenment class.

I never thought that after learning poetry for 300 years, he made a terrible progress.

Starting with Qin Fengzhong's pujia first, he would soon be able to recognize those words, but it was still difficult to write.

Wang Jian taught the word Pu Jia, thinking that on the first day, the task should not be too heavy, lest the child be too tired and have the intention of resisting and slacking.

Su Tan got his own task and wrote the word Pujia, and he followed the gourd drawing, but he could also hold his breath and concentrate.

Wang Jian couldn't help nodding, but when he looked over, he had a serious face.

After returning to Zhangtai Palace, Su Tan nestled in the arms of his father, and said softly: "Take charcoal today, your hand hurts." ”

As he spoke, he took out the wooden board like offering treasures, showed him the word Pujia on it, and looked at the man with a wink.

"Not bad!" Ying Zheng's happy voice sounded.

Su Tan was happy, he puffed up his little chest proudly, thinking that he would be able to write a big seal!

He has been affirmed by the First Emperor's father!

He also wanted him to praise a few more words, but he was carried to the main hall, Su Tan didn't know what he wanted, and he didn't care too much.

Although they have only been together for a few days, he likes to stick to his father.

After arriving at the main hall, Ying Zheng put him down, let him play by himself, and threw him a small fat sword.

Su Tan was moved at that time.

The little fat sword is not as big as the palm of his hand, it is not an ordinary slender appearance, the belly is fat, short and fat, and it looks cute and lovely.

The word Fusu is also engraved on it.

Su Tanmo held the words on the little fat sword, and smiled sweetly at the corner of his lips.

"Meet the King." A clear male voice came from under the pavilion.

He held the little fat sword, tilted his little head to look at the audience, and saw a man in a dark robe bowing and saluting, looked up and saw him, and leaned over again: "Meet Gongzi Fusu." ”

The legendary Lees!

That studied under Xunzi and became the captain of the court of King Qin, and won the trust of Yingzheng.

But after the incident of Yingzheng Dune, he did not hesitate to force Fusu to commit suicide with Zhao Gaojiao, and set up Hu Hai as the emperor.

Later, he was framed by Zhao Gao for rebellion, and the five punishments of ink, slash, slash, palace, and Dabi were on the top, and after tossing without a human figure, he was beheaded in Xianyang and sat down in three clans.

For a while, he couldn't tell which of them was worse, but he insisted that the innocent were the worst. From the moment Li Si accepted the edict, he was destined not to die well.

Su Tan looked at him curiously, and after Ying Zheng told him to excuse him, and after helping him up, the two began to discuss government affairs.

It's about the dismissal and appointment of the prime minister.

He was shocked, when he saw Lu Buwei a few days ago, he remembered it well, and he was still talking about how the prime minister was. At that moment, Su Tan thought a lot about the information he had learned.

The Changxin Hou lineage represented by Zhao Ji and the Chu line represented by the Empress Dowager Huayang fought on both sides, and with Lu Buwei's strategy, both sides were defeated.

Su Tan knew that the triangle was the most stable figure, and the three-legged stand was the most stable power relationship.

Now the three are gone, and only Lu Buwei remains, so ......

"I think that if the prime minister does not have the Empress Dowager Zhao and the Empress Dowager Huayang to hinder each other, the monopoly of the family will cause a catastrophe." Li Si's clear voice sounded again.

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment when he heard this, then rubbed the teacup and asked softly: "What does Keqing think, what should Zheng do?" ”

The temple was quiet.

"Lu Xiang is old, he controls the government, so that the king can not realize his ambitions, Si thinks that the stones that block the road will be swept away."

Li Si's voice was deep and his eyes were bright.

"Good!"

It seems that this answer is very popular with Yingzheng, he shouted hello, then looked at Li Si earnestly, and said in a low voice: "The post of prime minister, the widow is a guest!" ”

Su Tan: ?

After he crossed, the butterfly's small wings fanned the wind and turned Li Sidu into a prime minister.

"It is a blessing to be able to serve the king, and it is a blessing to be able to give advice to the king's eternal foundation, and I dare not ask for too much." Li Si smiled slightly, with a determined expression as if he had joined the Young Pioneers in the first place.

Su Tan pinched the little fat sword, his mood was a little complicated for a while, the person who killed him in the future was in front of him, but he had no way to take revenge.

Tut.

It doesn't matter, he can still bear it.

Just grind more for my old Qin family!

Listening to Ying Zheng and Li Si chatting, after the two of them finished talking about the real things in the court, they began to talk about some relatively nihilistic ideals and ambitions, and Su Tan's blood boiled when he listened.

His political father has really worked hard for his ideals all his life.

"Goo~"

A clear belly roar sounded in the hall.

Seeing Ying Zheng laughing, Li Si also chuckled, and said gently: "Childe is hungry?" ”

Su Tan blushed and nodded.

He didn't want to, but the child said that he was hungry and didn't discuss it at all. He blushed with shame, cleared his throat, and looked at Ying Zheng pitifully.

"Steamed eggs." Ying Zheng waved his hand.

Steamed eggs, minced meat, and goat's milk are all his recipes, and he eats them over and over again all day long.

Don't ask, you love to eat.

After Su Tan finished eating the steamed eggs, he hugged the milk bowl on the side and planned to tons and tons, and the moment he entered it, he found that it was soy milk. Finally changed the taste, and he was moved to tears. If only there was another bowl of tofu brains to eat.

"Fusu is very well-behaved when he eats, and he eats two big bowls, which is really amazing."

In the cub's moist eyes, Ying Zheng was in a good mood and praised.

Su Tan: ?

Can you compliment me on being tall and muscular?