Chapter 100 Return to the Qin Palace (please subscribe)
Seeing the smiling Confucians and the other sages walking out of the palace, Zhao Wen, who had been sitting upright, slowly stood up and slouched up.
Xun Kuang was known as Gou Zi in later generations. In purely literary terms, he was already the top talent of this era. He would still be relied upon in many places in the future. Zhao Wen would never be rude in front of such a person.
"Your Highness exchanged gold of equal weight for the classics. Even after a thousand years, they will be recited all over the world!" Chu Yi and Chu Er looked at Zhao Wen enthusiastically. When they were studying, the most regrettable thing was that Xiang Yu burned them with a fire.
The collection of Da Qin.
Coupled with the wars at the end of the Qin Dynasty, countless classics were left with only one name in later generations, and many even lost their names.
If these classics could be brought back to the world, it would definitely be a great merit in the eyes of the two of them.
"I had something to do in the evening. When some ladies asked me, they said I was out!"
After giving the order, without waiting for Chu Yi or Chu Er to agree, Zhao Wen walked out slowly but really quickly.
Calculating the time, his memorial will soon arrive in Qindu, so it is natural to make preparations in advance.
As soon as Shouchun came out, Zhao Wen's figure was like a sharp arrow, heading straight towards Qindu.
If you are not an emperor, even if you are a fiefdom and a county, you cannot make your own decisions on many things.
With Shimen in his mind, he firmly believed that no matter who was the emperor, it would be impossible for him to do a better job than him.
As his strength increased, Zhao Wen also thought about taking his woman and leaving this world directly. However, after Shimen brought him to the Daqin world, this world seemed to have become his initial world.
Every time you come out of the world passage, you will return to the world of Daqin.
Moreover, Zhao Wen also needs a stable rear to relax himself, so becoming the emperor of Qin and unifying the entire world is his only choice now.
Xingyunbu is originally a Taoist skill, and with Zhao Wen's current strength, he can already be hundreds of meters away with one step.
The footwork moves faster and faster, making Zhao Wen's figure look like a phantom. Even if someone sees it from below, they will think that they are dazzled.
Since practicing this footwork, Zhao Wen has never done anything like this with all his strength. When his spiritual sense saw him, he stepped out with one foot and his figure appeared instantly. An ordinary martial skill was directly used by Zhao Wen like a fairy in mythology.
The feeling of the exercises.
The journey was like a meteor streaking across the sky, and in the middle of the night, we had already entered the capital of Qin.
Looking at this city that has become somewhat strange in his memory, Zhao Wen shook his head and smiled bitterly. He stayed in this city for too short a time and did not leave many memories, not even his own prince's palace.
None of them are too familiar.
Immediately, Zhao Wen's eyes instantly became firm. Now that he has made a decision, he will never hesitate again.
Along the familiar road, figures kept flashing, and in just a moment, they entered the palace and came to a sleeping figure.
He raised his hand and patted it with a light palm, and the figure disappeared again in a flash.
This palm will intercept the Qi and blood of the First Emperor, making his body weaker and weaker, but the Qi and blood itself will still accumulate in the body. After being re-opened, it will make up for the previous consumption, making the First Emperor's body stronger.
After leaving the palace in silence, Zhao Wen looked back at the Qin Palace. Zhao Wen sighed softly. Maybe next time he comes back, his identity will have a new change.
The goal he has been pursuing since he came to this world is about to be achieved, but for some reason, Zhao Wen doesn't feel happy at all.
Early the next morning, Ying Zheng got up and jumped down as usual. However, unlike before, where he landed steadily, this time, his body swayed slightly and he almost lost his balance.
The fatigue in my body is even more obvious than before.
However, he didn't care. When he unified the six countries, he often didn't sleep for several days. There were just too many things going on these days. After a few days, he would be able to recover after taking a good rest.
Nowadays, we are encountering a lot of troubles in terms of population statistics, land reclamation orders and land reclamation orders in various places.
After being the King of Qin for so many years, Yingzheng knows the thoughts of his subordinates best. If he dares to slack off a little, the others will be able to relax a lot.
Each of these things is more important than the last, and now is not the time for him to slack off.
First he went to court, and then he dealt with memorials from various places. The bamboo slips that used to be so light in his memory seemed a bit heavier today. He continued to deal with them until the evening. Ying Zheng only felt upset. After standing up, he was constantly seeing things in front of his eyes.
Emit black light.
Looking at the many memorials left, Ying Zheng's face already showed bitterness. Now he couldn't even finish the daily memorials. He shook his head vigorously, stretched, and sat down again firmly.
He took a look at the bamboo slips carefully.
The second day.
"Why don't you wake me up!" Looking at the sky outside, the morning time has already arrived, but he overslept. He felt that his body was far more tired than yesterday. Looking at the eunuchs around him, Ying Zheng only felt that
Anger keeps coming out.
"Drag him down and chop him!"
After the morning meeting, he continued to deal with today's government affairs. The bamboo slips in his hands became heavier and heavier, but Yingzheng's expression did not change at all. He was still dealing with the reported affairs one by one.
"Your Majesty, memorial from the twenty princes!"
"bring here!"
Ying Zheng had an anxious look on his face. The condition of his body in the past two days, and the matter of his successor, which he had never considered before, also emerged from the bottom of his heart. In Ying Zheng's view, the twentieth prince should be nurtured properly.
He can definitely shoulder the heavy responsibility of Da Qin.
As for Fusu, the original eldest son of the emperor, these days, one problem after another has been raised in the court, but there is no way to deal with it. It is a typical case of high vision and low hand.
A eunuch carefully placed a box on the table in front of Ying Zheng and stepped out gently.
Seeing that the bamboo slips he was familiar with were not in front of him, but a box. Yingzheng's first thought was that the twenty princes used silk to write memorials.
"Luxury and waste!"
I have decided in my heart that I will write an imperial edict soon to teach the twenty princes a lesson. Many people can't even afford clothes now, and they actually use precious silk to write. If the superiors develop such a habit, they don't know what to do next.
What kind of storm.
When he opened the box, the first thing he saw was an item he had never seen before. It was like white silk, with countless small words written on it. It was very comfortable at first sight.
After picking up one copy and reading it, my face turned pale.
In the memorial, the current situation in the counties in the old lands of the Six Kingdoms was recorded in detail. Whether they are county officials or townships, li, and pavilions, they are all held by local wealthy households. If the county magistrate does not compromise with these people, it can be said that in the local area
It is difficult to move even an inch.
Even in many villages, even the world that is now Da Qin does not know, and the coverage is airtight.