Early in the morning, purple qi came from the east and shone into thousands of households.
User's report letter has led to Zhang Liang's capture, reducing Great Qin's instability. Rewarding movable type printing template.
The host has subdued Xiao He and the Great Qin's national fate has increased. The host is rewarded with 50 kilograms of cotton seeds.
The moment he woke up in the morning, the system sent him a message.
When he saw these two pieces of news, he felt refreshed.
Ying Zimo washed up and stood in the courtyard.
* Swoosh *
* Swoosh *
"Little Lord, what are you doing?”
"The third set of the National Primary School Radio Calisthenics. Do you want to try it, Old General Wang? It's good to exercise your muscles and bones."
"The third set of primary school broadcast gymnastics?”
"Uh... It could be understood as a martial art that strengthened the body.”
Wang Jian received a secret letter from Qin Shihuang and came together to check on the growth of the potatoes.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw Ying Zimo jumping around in the morning light.
He could understand every word that the Little Lord said, but he couldn't understand it at all.
"Martial arts? Stretching his muscles? Is it really that effective?"
The white-haired Wang Jian followed suit with a doubtful look.
He wondered where this little descendant learned this set of movements from.
"Of course. Once a day in the morning. It's refreshing.”
Ying Zimo said while doing exercises,""Follow Old General Wang closely. The next move is the chest expansion exercise!”
Looking at the movements of Ying Zimo's small arms and legs…
"Although the movements of this martial art are simple, it's very clever and practical.”
Wang Jian's eyes lit up, and he started to follow the beat.
"Fifth period, kicking exercise!"
" The sixth segment, Body Rotation Movement!"
" The seventh segment, full-body exercise!"
......
"Your Highness, the effect of your martial arts is immediate.”
After finishing the entire set, Wang Jian's old face became a little ruddy.
This set of gymnastics could be promoted. Although it was not strong enough in the military, it was quite good for an old man like him to exercise his body.
The Little Lord was always able to take out something unexpected.
Who could associate this cute appearance with a little tyrant who easily killed rebels?
"Old General Wang, why are you free to come to my residence today?”
Ying Zimo said while wiping his sweat.
Before he oversaw the country, Wang Jian lived in seclusion.
With his prestige in Xianyang, the young masters had visited him many times.
After all, if he could obtain the support of the Wang Clan, he would instantly surpass Fu Su and become the strongest young master.
"It doesn't matter if it's the Little Lord, but it's not good for me to go to the other young masters.”
Wang Jian chuckled.
This was his way of life.
When he did things, he would only obey the orders of the First Emperor and would never consider other factors. He would also never cultivate his henchmen.
Back then, Ying Zheng had wanted to reward him, but Wang Jian had requested to retire. In the end, Ying Zheng had no choice but to grant Wang Ben the title of Marquis of Tongwu as compensation.
With Qin Shi Huang's breadth of mind, he was naturally not afraid of Wang Jian overshadowing his master, but he could not withstand the leisurely mouths of the imperial court.
Therefore, not only was Wang Jian good at fighting, he was also well versed in the ways of being a subject.
It didn't matter to the Little Lord.
After all, Ying Zimo was still too young.
"Old General, I'm afraid that you didn't come here today just to pay a visit.”
"Little Lord, you didn't kill Zhang Liang because you want to take him for your own use, right?”
Wang Jian's expression also became serious.
He had more or less sensed Ying Zimo's intention.
However, he couldn't confirm it in his heart, which was why he came personally today.
His Majesty did not kill Zhang Liang for the time being, but he did not say that he would not pursue the matter!
If the Little Lord were to act recklessly, His Majesty would probably be furious.
"Old General Wang need not worry about this matter. I kept Zhang Liang because there is a matter that no one is more suitable than him.”
Ying Zimo waved his small hand.
Now there was paper and printing.
The first thing that came to his mind was to establish a learning society and promote the imperial examinations!
This was a major event, and it was extremely dangerous.
Breaking the knowledge barrier undoubtedly affected the interests of all the aristocratic families.
The person who did this not only had to be strong, but also not afraid of death.
After thinking about it, Zhang Liang was the most suitable.
And it was very cost-effective!
Capturing Zhang Liang would be rewarded with a national fortune, and there would be another imperial examination. This wool was too good!
"Sigh, you're really…"
Wang Jian looked at Ying Zimo's expression.
I knew that she might be thinking about someone again
"By the way, Old General Wang, there's something I want to ask you.”
"Are there any bamboo or straw in the treasury?”
These were all essential materials for making paper.
"The others are all ordinary things, but there is only one place in Xianyang City that has this bamboo.”
Wang Jian recalled for a moment and asked again,""Your Highness, what do you want these things for?”
Could it be that he wanted to find some crops to decorate the bare back garden?
Wang Jian took a few glances.
Although planting potatoes was a little rushed, the Little Lord had indeed made the back garden too ugly, as if it had been gnawed by a dog.
Following Wang Jian's gaze, Ying Zimo also swept his gaze across the backyard of his house.
Immediately, a little embarrassment appeared on her small face. She scratched her head and said,
"It's not to decorate the back garden, but for other purposes.”
"Where is the bamboo? Old General Wang, why don't you tell me?"
"Little Highness, have you never been to the Crown Prince's residence?" Wang Jian's face revealed a strange expression as he said. The Confucians liked plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos, and chrysanthemums, and so did Prince Fusu. Thus, he planted a bamboo forest for the Confucians to cultivate their bodies.”
In Eldest Brother Su's residence?
Ying Zimo nodded.
He turned around and called the Brocade Guard to prepare the carriage.
"Zimo, why are you going to your eldest brother's place? I want to go too!"
Ying Yinman woke up and stuck her small head out.
Ying Zimo didn't even turn around.
"Go and pull out all the bamboos from my eldest brother. If you're not afraid of being beaten up, then come.”
"I want to go!"
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