The small hotpot lasted for an hour.
At the entrance of the bedroom.
"Zimo, I'll come and see you in two days.”
Wang Chunxu supported Gongshu Youlan and boarded the vermilion carriage at the door.
"Zimo, are you planning to build an academy at the foot of Mount Li recently?”
Gongsun Youlan got into the car and called out to Ying Zimo, who was about to leave.
"That's right, and it's best to build it bigger. Only then can we accept the poor scholars of the world.”
"Recruit all the poor scholars in the world?"
Gongsun Youlan's almond-shaped eyes flashed with a strange light. She smiled and said,""I will go back and ask father for help. The little master's iron smelting skills and stirrupes are of extraordinary significance. I think father will not refuse.”
After saying that, he waved at Ying Zimo.
The carriage started moving and left with the two women.
Ying Zimo looked at the carriage leaving, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Today was a great harvest!
This time, even the craftsmen who built the Academy had been gathered.
Once Great Qin's soldiers were able to use refined iron weapons and stirrups, they could consider completely destroying the Xiongnu.
Right now, Great Qin did not lack soldiers, but it greatly needed Generals.
After destroying the six dynasties, it was as if the famous generals had been cut off.
Wang Jian was already old, and Li Xin, who was favored by Brother Zheng, lost to Xiang Yan and was never able to recover. In the entire Qin Country, only Meng Tian, Wang Ben, and Zhang Han were able to take on such important roles.
It was the same for the civil officials. Half of the court was controlled by the nobility, and many of them relied on their ancestors to make up the numbers.
"I wonder if the Rain Chief is successful."
Ying Zimo looked at the rainy weather.
........
Gongshu Manor.
Gongshu Youlan got down from the carriage.
As soon as she walked in, she saw a middle-aged man pacing back and forth at the door with his hands behind his back and an anxious expression on his face.
It was the current head of the Gongshu family.
"Daddy, why are you standing at the door?”
Gongshu Youlan tilted her head in confusion.
Hearing his daughter's voice, Gongshu Tuo turned around and immediately sized her up.
"Youlan, are you injured? Did Little Lord do anything to you?”
"I'm fine, Daddy. Zimo treated me to a delicious meal and sent me out.”
Gongsun Youlan frowned slightly.
That was not a dragon's pool or a tiger's den. Why was her father's reaction so big?
"Phew, luckily."
Gongshu Tuo noticed that his daughter's face was rosy and heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, he realized that something was wrong.
Why would his daughter call the Nineteenth Prince by his name? And you call me so affectionately
He put on a stern face and reprimanded," The Little Lord is not that easy to get along with. It's fine in front of me, but you must not call him that in front of the Little Lord."”
"Daddy, what are you talking about? Zimo is smart and cute. He's completely different from what you said.”
Recently, Gongshu Tuo had mentioned Ying Zimo a lot.
Previously, it was still brutal and cruel, but after the last court meeting, it was even added with the word 'unpredictable' and could offend at any time.
However, after seeing it today, it was completely different.
Father must have misunderstood.
"Misunderstanding?"
Gongshu Tuo's eyes widened.
Just as she was about to repeat what Ying Zimo had done in the imperial court…
Gongshu Youlan told him what she had seen in Ying Zimo's bedroom.
Hourglass, hotpot.
Of course, the main point was Ying Zimo's personality.
The more Gongshu Tuo listened, the more strange his expression became.
Was this really a person?
Did he really misunderstand?
"Furthermore, I promised Zimo that our family would provide craftsmen to help build the academy.”
Gongshu Youlan said as she took out two rolls of paper.
One volume was the essence of iron smelting, and the other was the structure of the stirrups.
"How can you agree to this so casually? What is this?"
Gongshu Tuo was halfway through his sentence when his mind was involuntarily attracted by the two blueprints.
A daughter naturally inherited her father's genes.
Gongshu Tuo was also fascinated by the path of craftsmen.
When he finished reading the two blueprints, his eyes were filled with shock.
It was as if he had discovered a new continent.
"Youlan, where did you get this?”
"Zimo wrote it and he was very generous to give it to me.”
"Little Lord wrote it?"
Gongshu Tuo's entire body trembled, and he almost lost his balance.
After thinking about it again and again, he quietly put the blueprint away.
"Youlan, I have agreed to the Academy.”
"Thank you, Daddy, but can you return the blueprint to me first? Zimo gave it to me and I haven't finished reading it.”
"Cough, alright. Send it to me tomorrow.”
........
The rain fell to the ground.
The vast Xianyang became blurry in the rain.
Today was destined to be a day of joy and sorrow.
Gan Manor.
The three aristocratic families were gathered together, and Feng Jie was sitting beside them.
The atmosphere seemed to be dripping with water.
"The collection of books that Little Lord ordered to be sent over has already been sent over today.”
"Why? That was the family's hundreds of years of accumulation. Now that it was all sent to the Academy, wouldn't everyone know?”
"Isn't it all to save people? Otherwise, what if I'm really exiled?”
.......
Dong---
Dong---
Listening to the quarrels below, the white-haired old man in the Head of Department stomped his walking stick heavily.
Instantly, everyone fell silent.
This was the ancestor of the Gan family, Gan Tai. He had been through three kings of Qin and had personally witnessed the first emperor ascend to the throne.
At the same time, he was also the teacher of Right Prime Minister Feng Quji.
He was highly respected, and it was likely that no one in Great Qin could compare to him.
"What's with the noise? Our Gan family is Great Qin's Gan family, and since Little Lord has spoken, we are duty-bound.”
Old Gantai, whose hair and beard were all white, suddenly changed the topic.
He then said," There's no problem for Little Lord to read these books, and there's no problem for the other children of the high officials to read them. If anyone else wants to read them, this old man won't agree."”
The meaning was clear.
If the academy was for the nobles to study, then there would naturally be no problem.
However, they could not recruit poor scholars.
The ancestors of these dignitaries had shed blood for Old Qin. They also contributed to the Qin country being able to have what it was today.
How could those poor scholars, even the people of the six dynasties, stand on the same starting line as them?
"When the First Emperor returns, I will go and pay my respects to His Majesty.”
Feng Quji had a headache.
There was still a problem that was unknown.
Was it just a whim of the Little Lord, or was there the intention of the First Emperor behind it?
If Shi Huang decided to deal with the aristocratic families, then the problem would be serious. They could only surrender.
In front of Ying Zheng, the so-called aristocratic families and the so-called giants were not qualified to oppose him.
P.S.: The plot has already been laid out, and it will definitely get more and more exciting. The first day of failure is usually not very good, but it will definitely not collapse. I have never found a ghostwriter.
I'm asking weakly, is there anyone else watching? Begging for tickets!
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