Time is running like water on the fingertips. Ying Jingyu has not finished two rounds of basic training and it is already approaching evening...
After a quick dinner, he put on a gray-blue civilian robe and washed away his luxurious clothes so as not to be recognized by others.
Under the leadership of Zhang Chang, they traveled almost half of Xianyang City in one night.
After spending a night running around eight strongholds in the east, west and north of the city, Ying Jingyu processed what he said during the day and repeated it over and over again.
All the dead soldiers in the city were shocked and excited, and they all swore allegiance to the royal family on the spot...
The next morning it was bright and clear, it was the fifteenth day of Qin III's reign
Two young men in plain clothes yawned and walked on the streets of Xianyang
"General Zhang, time waits for no one. Five days have passed since I woke up, but Liu Bang's army is pressing forward step by step..."
After hearing this, Zhang Chang's sleepiness disappeared and he whispered: "Don't worry, sir, I have sent extra manpower to keep an eye on Dongjian. Now I'm just waiting for the opportunity."
Ying Jingyu nodded, "That's very good, but Dong Lege must also secretly explore his movements to prevent him from knowing our plan and being in danger. Before taking action, it is best not to let him meet Dong Jian."
"No, my subordinates will step up the arrangements!"
After the two chatted for a few more words, when they approached the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ying Jingyu took the lead to enter alone in the dim light of night.
Zhang Chang then entered carefully, fearing that the two of them together would attract the attention of interested parties...
Ying Jingyu has been doing basic military exercises at high intensity every day for the past few days, and after this night of high-energy activities,
When I arrived at the bedroom of 'Cui Zhu Pavilion', I felt a strong sense of sleepiness and aches all over my body, and my dizzy eyelids kept fighting.
He didn't bother to take off his plain robe, fell on the big yellow pear wood bed and fell asleep...
Until noon, the sun shines high.
Yue Ximeng saw that the door of the room was open. When she came in, she saw Ying Jingyu lying on the bed sleeping soundly. She didn't know whether to wake him up or not.
"Master, Master? It's time for lunch... Master?"
Ximeng squatted beside the bed and gently rocked Jingyu, who was sleeping soundly. Jingyu reluctantly opened his sleepy eyes.
"Well... it's Ximeng. Sir, please let me sleep a little longer. I haven't slept all night." He turned sideways and closed his eyes again.
Ximeng didn't give up. She took Jingyu's forearm and said, "Get up quickly, young master. The king and queen asked the servants to come over and call you. They said they have something to talk to you about."
"Sir..."
When Ying Jingyu heard about his father and mother, his sleepiness disappeared. He took a breath and sat up suddenly, which shocked Ximeng.
Ximeng glanced at the plain gray-blue plain clothes, covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice like a silver bell: "Let Ximeng change the young master's clothes, it will look awkward to wear this to meet the king."
After Ying Jingyu got out of bed, he stretched out his arms and turned around: "That's good. Can't you wear ordinary clothes?"
While talking, Ximeng had already taken out a set of gray brocade clothes from a wooden cabinet and walked up to Jingyu.
Regardless of whether the other party wanted it or not, Xi Meng stretched out her fair and tender hands, lowered her head and untied Jing Yu's cloth belt.
Ying Jingyu looked at the pretty woman with a slightly rosy face in front of him. The fragrance filled his nose and her jade-like neck could be broken by blowing a blow. She was undressing herself seriously...
My heart beat faster for a while, and my breathing became a little heavy.
When he took off his plain clothes, Ximeng brought Jingyu some brocade clothes to put on, and then took out a gorgeous belt and tied it close to his body.
As soon as they were fastened, Ying Jingyu grabbed the soft, boneless fists and pulled them towards him
"ah!"
Ximeng screamed and was pulled into Jingyu's arms, and Jingyu hugged this cute girl tightly with his arms.
Jingyu felt the soft and fragrant cute person in his arms, and his breathing became more and more rapid.
However, Ximeng struggled for a few times and found that she didn't have the strength to get away from him, so she stopped fighting and buried her pretty face on Jingyu's increasingly strong chest.
"Sir, stop making trouble, the king is still waiting."
After hearing this, Jingyu calmed down, picked up the beautiful girl in his arms, and said with a wicked smile: "Hey, you are so seductive to the young master, how can I punish you?"
Yue Ximeng was held by the other party. She raised her head and looked at the childish but handsome face with a slightly confused look: "Young Master, I... I didn't tempt you."
"If you want to punish me, Ximeng will do as you please. The slave family belongs to the young master, and everything will be obeyed by the young master."
As he spoke, he put his arms around Jingyu and buried his pretty little face in his left arm, looking resigned...
Ying Jingyu was startled at first, then he was in a good mood: "Hahaha... Young Master is joking on you, so I'll carry you over as punishment."
Xi Meng raised her head and said softly with a little disappointment: "Oh"
Holding Ximeng out of the room, Ying Jingyu put down Ximeng in his arms when he walked all the way to the master's bedroom in Huayang Pavilion of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The two arranged each other's clothes and hair, cleared their throats, and entered the residence of Qin III one after another.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw various ancient wooden shelves placed against the wall of Nuo Da's gorgeous living room. Some were filled with piles of letters and some were filled with rare antiques.
It is much higher grade than the 'Cui Zhu Pavilion' where Jing Yu lives. It is worthy of being the place where the former Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty lived.
On the left side of the living room is the bedroom. The two are separated by a hollow carved sandalwood. The connection is an arched round door. A thin gauze blocks the bedroom from the living room, making it difficult to see clearly...
At this time, there was a round nanmu table in the middle of the living room. Three people were sitting on the table, two middle and one small.
The younger brother is Ying Jingyu. His name is Ying Yuanlong. He is 13 years old. He has advocated martial arts since he was a child and often studies with soldiers when he has nothing to do.
Although he is not very old, he is extremely powerful. According to later generations' height calculations, his 13-year-old brother is already nearly 1.7 meters tall. Except for his thin body, he looks like an adult.
And Ying Jingyu benefited from the good genes and superior material conditions of the Ying family. At nearly 17 years old, he is also 1.85 meters tall, and he may not grow much anymore.
And looking at Ou Doudou Ying Yuanlong's growth, I'm afraid he will be higher than his brother in the future.
After Ying Jingyu traveled through time, he also discovered this phenomenon. People in the pre-Qin period more than 2,000 years ago were much taller than those in the future, and it was more common...
Although there are not many such heights as the descendants of their royal family, they are also common. Most ordinary men are over 175.
Although the food in this era was relatively monotonous, there was no shortage of food. There was still more meat to eat, and the climate was warm and humid, so it was easy to raise crops and have a good harvest.
Jingyu thinks there may be three other factors
First, hundreds of years of war, nearly all the people are soldiers, men with little strength and no advantage can hardly survive on the battlefield. From generation to generation, the winners are more brave and tall, and the fittest survive.
The second reason is that during the Qin and Han Dynasties, the culture was splendid and the mind was open. It was not the real feudal era and there were not so many rules and regulations.
In later generations, feudalization became more and more serious, and heinous customs such as foot binding and three-inch golden lotus appeared for thousands of years...
The Chinese women who have been harmed for generations have been short-sighted and half-disabled, which will have a long-term impact on the genes and height of the entire nation.
The third possibility is that for more than two thousand years, the barbarians and other races have been constantly destroying and merging with the original Han people. Later generations were influenced by the foreign races, which is different from the pure Chinese people in the Qin and Han Dynasties.
The third reason is open to discussion. What is certain is that the feudal cancer is really harmful to people, and its legacy will be passed down to future generations... Ying Jingyu let out a sigh after traveling through the past few days.
"Brother, the food is almost cold. What are you doing?"
Ying Yuanlong stood up and stepped forward to Jing Yu. He looked up at his brother who was more than half a head taller than him, with a firm look in his eyes showing a hint of reverence.
Although Ying Yuanlong is young and does not participate in many things, he thinks that his talent and studiousness have always been stronger than that of his more mediocre brother.
However, Ziying Jingyu and Qin Sanshi used a trick to decisively kill Zhao Gao. After he woke up from serious injuries, Qin Sanshi and his wife told Jingyu some things about his training and talents in the past few days.
Ying Yuanlongsuan completely changed his previous impression of his brother and gave up the idea that he was stronger than his brother.
Yuan Long now thinks that maybe... there are only two people in the world who can have the slightest chance to change the current situation of Qin State except his brother.
Ying Jingyu stepped forward with a smile and patted Yuan Long on the shoulder: "I was thinking about something. Yuan Long is pretty good. I heard that since your father came to the throne, you have been training every day and staying up late to study hard."
"Brother is very pleased. It's just that you are growing up at your age and your studies are endless. You have to go to bed early and get up early to make progress step by step. In the future, you will also become the pillar of Daqin, haha."
Ying Yuanlong was so excited by his brother's words of encouragement that he clasped his fists and said, "Yes, big brother!"
Jingyu patted him on the shoulder again, thinking that Da Qin had no shortage of talents, so why didn't they have any place to put themselves to use?
