Fortunately, there was no extra money and grain in the national treasury, and the ministers also stopped Ying Zimo from spending recklessly.
Otherwise, who knew what Ying Zimo was going to cultivate?
"Earning money by himself, where can he get money at such a young age? Does he really think that building an academy is a small expense?”
"Say, do you think I've been too indulgent with Zimo? He's only left for a short while and he's already revealed his true colors?”
Ying Zheng was furious.
He even asked Zhang Han who was beside him.
"Your Majesty, the Little Lord is still young. It is normal for him to do something unexpected.”
How was Zhang Han supposed to answer?
He couldn't possibly scold the Little Lord in front of the First Emperor, right?
However, the resentment of the officials in this letter was so heavy, and the Little Lord was indeed being unreasonable. Did he have to lie to the Emperor and say a few good words?
After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Han cupped his hands and said,"
"General Wang Jian sent a message saying that the potatoes could really produce a yield of 8000 jin per mu. There are also stirrups that can greatly increase the combat strength of our Qin cavalry. These are all things that came from the hands of the young master and are beneficial to the country.”
"Right, Little Lord's imperial examination system does have some merits. Even Lord Li Si has affirmed it.”
He said all the good things in a row.
Zhang Han shut his mouth again.
Wang Jian had verified the information about stirrups and potatoes.
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's face turned slightly better.
"Hmph, that little brat did well in these two matters. I wonder who inspired him.”
Ying Zheng had to admit that although his 19 sons were unusually noisy, they were also exceptionally intelligent.
This imperial examination was indeed promising.
At the same time, the problem was obvious.
When Ying Zheng first saw the imperial examination system, apart from its superiority, he also saw the difficulty of implementing it.
The money and food needed to build the Academy was a small matter.
Most importantly, how could poor scholars from all over the world have the opportunity to study? Although this paper was convenient, it would not be able to spread in a short period of time if people copied it.
How could such a poor scholar have the qualifications to compete with the descendants of aristocratic families?
"I will consider building the Imperial Academy after the national treasury recovers.”
Ying Zheng decided that this academy was necessary.
At the same time, he didn't have much hope for Ying Zimo to make money.
"Your Majesty, there is one more thing."
Seeing that Ying Zheng had almost finished reading the memorial, Zhang Han took the initiative to come forward and report.
"What is it?"
"The officials in Xianyang all thought that you had found the immortality medicine and would probably offer it to the sacrifice when you return, but"
He only said half of his words, but the meaning was clear.
Now, the whole world thought that Ying Zheng had already obtained the immortality medicine.
As a result, both the anti-Qin forces and the imperial court were as stable as Mount Tai.
If they were to announce to the world that they had not even seen the shadow of the Immortal Medicine during their eastern tour, it would inevitably cause unnecessary turmoil.
Why did Ying Zheng dare to hand over the imperial court to the young Ying Zimo?
This was because everyone knew that as long as the First Emperor was alive, the Great Qin Empire would be as stable as Mount Tai.
If he knew that the eastern patrol had not found the Immortal Medicine…
Some people's thoughts should be active again.
"Tell Wang Ben to prepare the materials and the furnace for the alchemy. Tell the patrol team to stop at Bolangsha, and I'll return to Xianyang with Xu Fu.”
"I want to see what Zimo is doing.”
Ying Zheng was prepared to suppress the news of his return to Xianyang.
He would first see if Xu Fu could refine a life-prolonging pill before making a decision.
......
Xianyang, in the bedroom.
He helped Su to Ying Zimo's bedroom.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw the steaming hot pot.
There were also Xiao He, Zhang Liang, and Zhang Er sitting around the table.
After all, he was a hanger-on of the 19th brother, so Fu Su's etiquette was still quite thoughtful. He cupped his hands slightly and sat in front of the table.
Other than food, there were also a lot of papers on the table. They seemed to be working.
"Why did Zimo call me to the residence?”
Fu Su couldn't help but ask.
It looked like Nineteenth Brother was having a meeting with his hanger-ons.
Why did he invite him to such an occasion? Could it be that he had some questions to ask his elder brother?
Thinking of this, Fu Su couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, the fragrance of the hotpot wafted up through his nose, making him salivate unconsciously.
"Cough, are you guys dealing with official documents? Where did Zimo go?"
Fu Su looked at Xiao He and the others who were working with their heads lowered.
There were many guests in his residence, but they had never sat at the same table to eat.
However, Zimo had never liked to talk about rules and had never put on airs as the son of the First Emperor.
"Little Lord was here just now. We calculated the expenses for building the academy and raising an army of a thousand people.”
"Just now, I was calculating the key number. I was rude. Please forgive me, Your Highness Fusu.”
Xiao He put down the pen in his hand, put away the document, and bowed.
It seemed that he had calculated it well.
"Aiya, elder brother, you're here. I was just about to discuss a matter with the few gentlemen while eating.”
Ying Zimo called out and asked the kitchen to serve some more ingredients.
The smile on her little face was extremely bright.
"Nineteenth brother's kindness was hard to refuse, so this brother naturally came immediately.”
Fu Su didn't notice the craftiness in his smile.
He thought that Ying Zimo had something to ask him today.
After all, what bad intentions could Mo have?
Everyone was here.
The ingredients were all poured into the hotpot.
This was the first time Fu Su had tried this kind of eating method, and he felt it was extremely novel.
"This taste is very beautiful. If Imperial Father tastes it, he will definitely like it too.”
Ying Zimo was boiling mutton, then dipped it in sauce and put it into Fu Su's bowl.
"I still have a few catties of hotpot base. I can give it to Imperial Father when the time comes.”
"Oh right, what did Imperial Father write in his heart? Did he say he was going to bring the necromancers back?”
Xu Fu was one of them.
He wondered if the letter had alerted his father.
Whatever, if Xu Fu came to Xianyang, he had to ask the Brocade Guard to secretly do it for him, even if his father punished him later.
Looking at Ying Zimo secretly grinding his teeth, Fu Su didn't know what was going on.
"When the fleet returned from the eastern patrol, they held a celebration on the shore. I think they have found the immortality medicine.”
"There seems to be Immortal Master Xu among the necromancers. He might return with the team and reward them according to their merits.”
Fu Su thought that Ying Zheng had already found the immortality medicine.
His henchmen sent news that the First Emperor had held a celebration and sacrifice along the way, and even pardoned the corvee of three counties.
No matter how he looked at it, it seemed like he had found an immortal medicine and was overjoyed.
He found the Immortal Medicine?
Ying Zimo's small face was filled with a strange expression.
Then, he figured it out.
Brother Zheng had no choice but to do this. He had to let the world think that he had really obtained immortality by patrolling the east.
Brother Zheng's thoughts of an emperor were very bad.
"Aiya, let's wait for Imperial Father to come back first. Before that, we don't have much time left, so we have to quickly implement the plan.”
"Mr. Xiao, have you calculated the shortage of money and food for building the academy and raising a thousand cavalrymen?”
Plan?
What plan?
Fu Su was dumbfounded.
His Imperial Father was about to return, so he thought that his 19th brother would be able to behave himself for the time being.
He had never expected that he would continue to cause trouble.
It seemed that he was planning to take advantage of the fact that his father was not back to go crazy and play big?
P.S. I'll try my best to write more tomorrow afternoon.
After that, he would make up for the previous Huahua monthly ticket updates!
He had never written history before, so he didn't know if everyone would like to read it. He was quite nervous.
I'm begging for the money from my parents!
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