Left Minister's Residence.
"What is it? The Little Lord had overturned the theory of the Heavenly World and the Round Earth, saying that the world was a ball, and he even used it as a topic?”
Hearing this news, Feng Quji clenched his fists.
Although paper was now common, there were still a large number of books in the aristocratic families that had not been printed on paper.
Looking at the cautious expressions of the guests, the bamboo slips in Feng Quji's hand creaked.
Needless to say, the answer would definitely be a mess.
"I have repeatedly reminded you to be humble. Now, when the rankings are released, you will all be at the bottom. If outsiders know that you are all guests of the three families, you will lose all your face!”
"Prime Minister Feng, what the young master said is a fallacy. We are familiar with the books of sages, so how can we agree?”
" That's right. The Sage said that the sky is round and the earth is square, but the Little Lord said that the world is a ball."
This unpredictable voice made the guests tremble.
Who would have thought that the young master would be able to do what he had just said?
You even told us to read more of the ancient books hidden by the aristocratic families!
"Humph, this matter should have been reported to the court and reported to His Majesty. The Imperial Academy is a place for education. How can we let the Little Lord speak nonsense and cause all the horses to be silent?”
Feng Quji knew that scolding these people would not help.
If he were in his shoes, he probably wouldn't listen to the Little Lord's words either.
Moreover, he did not expect that the Little Lord, who was originally grounded, had actually been released at some point!
Didn't His Majesty say that he would lock up the Little Lord for a period of time?
How could he change his mind?
"Minister Feng, I saw a Confucian scholar dressed in luxurious clothes and with an extraordinary aura at the entrance of the Imperial Academy today. He might be a young master of Great Qin, but he was mingling with the poor scholars.”
"At first, I thought it was Young Master Fusu. The two are indeed somewhat similar.”
"The young master who looks like Fusu?"
Feng Quji frowned.
Could it be Young Master Gao? Or was it the Young Master Jiang Lu?
No matter which young master it was, this was a very bad sign.
This meant that His Majesty had the intention of befriending and nurturing those poor scholars, and was kicking the nobles to the side.
"I will go and ask about this matter."
"Minister Feng, before the results are released, should we take it?"
The eldest young master of the Gan Clan, Gan Ling, drew his hand across his neck, his eyes flashing with killing intent.
The Little Lord and the others did not dare to move no matter what.
However, those poor scholars were of low birth, so they could still kill a few to establish their might.
"Just scare them and make them leave Xianyang.”
"If a certain young master has befriended these people, he can't go too far. If it reaches His Majesty's ears, it won't be good.”
Feng Quji said gloomily.
He would never have thought of it.
That's not some young master
Instead, it was the young Ying Zheng!
As the Eldest Young Master, Fu Su should be the one who looked like the First Emperor!
......
Zhang Tai Palace.
"Little Nineteen is quite sensible. She even sent over a world map.”
"You should have seen the scroll I left behind.”
Ying Zheng stood in front of the wide world map.
Zhang Han and Dun Ruo moved the map of the Central Plains from the national treasury.
This so-called topographic map was made by piecing together the maps of various countries.
The area was so big that Zhang Han and Dun Ruo needed to move it.
It was five meters long and four meters wide.
"Yeah," she said.
Wang Jian's slightly narrowed eyes lit up when he compared the two.
Half of the land in this map was conquered by him.
"Your Majesty, this seems to match the Little Lord's world map.”
"In other words, this is really a world map!”
Ying Zheng stood up.
His aura was like a peerless sword that had been unsheathed.
Now that he had finally verified this, he could no longer hide the ambition in his heart.
Brother Zheng spent half his life and finally swept across the Six Directions. As he grew older, his thoughts of expanding his territory faded a lot.
But just a few days ago, he saw the Immortal Medicine in Little Nineteen's hands!
Brother Zheng, who had just extended his life, saw a wider world.
How could the heart of an emperor not be agitated?
"Hahaha, Little Nineteen is really Great Qin's lucky star!”
"Wang Jian, how are the preparations of the army? When can we set out?”
Previously, when he was being played by Ying Zimo, he kept calling him a little bastard.
Now, he was full of praise.
Who asked Brother Zheng to be happy now?
"Your Majesty, General Meng Tian has already mobilized the armies from all directions and gathered outside Xianyang. Once Your Majesty swears an oath, we will be able to march towards the Northern Frontier!”
"The Great Qin's Black Water Black Flag will one day fly in every corner of the world. However, our first step is to take down the Xiongnu and reach the 36 Kingdoms of the Western Regions.”
"Conquering the world, Great Qin needs more talents. The Imperial Academy is a good idea. This time, other than Han Sheng, there are also a few poor scholars who are all talented.”
Ying Zheng stood up with his hands behind his back.
Looking at Wang Jian who followed closely behind, Brother Zheng smiled playfully and said,
"Old General Wang, you didn't even come to court previously. Why have you been staying by my side these past few days? Weren't you afraid that I would trouble you?”
"Things are different now, Your Majesty.”
Wang Jian chuckled when he heard this.
His Majesty's ambition had been stimulated, and so had he.
Previously, he was old and could not bear the fatigue of the army. He was afraid that others would say that he was proud of his achievements, so he faded out of the court.
After regaining his prime, his heart began to itch, and he had the urge to go to the battlefield to kill his enemies.
"Old General Wang should go home.”
"Wang Ben has sent me three urgent letters, he's worried that I'll lock you and Nineteen up together.”
Ying Zheng did not forget to tease Wang Jian.
Little Nineteen's relationship with the Wang Clan was so good that it exceeded his expectations.
How could he not know Wang Jian's thoughts?
After all, Old General Wang had suddenly become younger, and there were many people in the family. There was no way to explain it.
However, tomorrow was the swearing-in ceremony, so what if the world knew?
Instead, he was prepared to tell the world openly.
I, the First Emperor Ying Zheng, have regained my youth.
Not only did he get the immortality potion, but he also got the world map!
"Now that I'm home, how do I explain?”
Ying Zheng boarded the carriage, and Wang Jian's voice came from behind.
At that time, he couldn't say that it was the Little Lord who took out the Immortal Medicine and he also benefited from it, right?
"It's the blessing of the immortals."
Brother Zheng got into the carriage and waved his hand.
Dozens of secret guards followed him, as if they were driving the carriage personally.
The wheels of the carriage turned and they left Zhangtai Palace.
Wang Jian sighed when he saw this and returned home.
........
The sun gradually set.
Wang Clan's Drill Ground.
Han Xin and Xiangyu were training the Tiger Leopard Cavalry.
The troop of more than a thousand people was imposing and murderous. Each of them held a fine iron weapon and rode a fine horse.
Not far away, two figures, one big and one small, were riding a pony together. They looked especially happy under the setting sun.
Ying Zimo's short legs couldn't reach the stirrups, so he could only be carried by Wang Chunxu.
At this moment, the system's voice sounded in his ears.
Congratulations to the host for presenting the world map and stimulating the ambitions of the First Emperor!
Great Qin's National Fate has increased. The reward of one mu of spiritual land has been placed in the back garden of the host!
"Spirit fields?"
Ying Zimo tilted his head.
He was worried that many crops were growing too slowly!
What would happen if he planted the Ginseng Fruit?
However, he hadn't thought about it clearly.
Wang Chunxu's voice rang out from above her head.
Zimo, what are you thinking about?"
"What? Hmm, I was thinking about the Hanlin Academy. After the results are released, they will officially start running schools.”
"I heard that the Hanlin Academy has a women's college, right? Then Youlan and I will go too! That way, I can see you more often."
"Alright, then I'll give you and Sis Youlan a set of teaching materials.”
The two of them were chatting when Wang Chunxu suddenly fell silent for a long time.
Just as Ying Zimo was feeling puzzled, he felt the pony stop, and his small body leaned forward, then bumped backward due to inertia.
"Sister Chunxu, why did you suddenly stop?”
Ying Zimo raised his head and saw that Wang Chunxu's flushed face had a dull look on it.
It was as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
What's wrong?
Following Wang Chunxu's line of sight, he saw a figure not far away.
"Little Lord, are you and Chun Xu riding horses?”
Wang Jian revealed a benevolent smile.
"And you are?"
"Chun Xu, you don't even recognize your grandfather?”
Wang Chunxu: "???"
His long legs bent, and he got off the horse, not forgetting to carry Ying Zimo down.
Looking at Wang Jian, Wang Chunxu's heroic eyes were filled with disbelief.
"You, are you really Grandpa? How did you become so young?”
"It's a long story now. I met an immortal.”
Wang Jian looked at Ying Zimo, who was looking up at the sky in a daze, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Wasn't the initiator here?
The few of them talked as they walked out of the horse track.
He bumped into Wang Ben.
Because of the light behind him and the change in his appearance, he did not recognize who it was.
"Who are you? Why did you appear in my Wang Clan?"
Wang Ben immediately became alert.
Chun Xu and the Little Lord could not tolerate any mishaps. How did this person sneak into the Wang family?
"Stupid, I'm your father!"
He wasn't so polite to his son, Wang Jian, as he slapped Wang Ben's head.
Wang Ben raised his head as he felt the familiar sensation.
"Father?"
"What's going on?”
"Why? Are you not happy that your father has become younger?”
"No, of course not. Of course I'm happy, but how did you do it?”
Wang Ben looked at his father, who was not much older than him, but had a calmer temperament. He was confused.
He couldn't understand.
A few days ago, when she went to visit the Little Lord, he was still a man with a head full of white hair and was about to die.
He suddenly became a few decades younger?
Wait a minute, even Father has become younger. Could it be that His Majesty has found the immortality medicine?
"Old General Wang, we are going to set out tomorrow. Please help me give Han Xin and Xiang Yu some pointers.”
Ying Zimo wasn't surprised at all. He tugged at Wang Jian's clothes.
"No problem."
"Right, Young Master, tomorrow is the swearing-in ceremony. It's time for Your Majesty to use your Lulu Sword.”
Wang Jian agreed readily, and he didn't bother explaining to Wang Ben anymore. He hopped onto Wang Chunxu's horse and galloped toward the drill ground.
Wang Ben was left in a mess.
what's going on
Other than His Majesty, why does Father also treat the Little Lord with the same attitude?
Also, when did the Lulu Sword become the Little Lord's? That was the Emperor's Sword that represented the royal power!
Wang Ben's doubts did not lessen, instead, they grew.
Fortunately, he was not someone who liked to pretend. If it were Li Si, Feng Quji, or the other civil and military officials, they probably wouldn't even be able to sleep tonight.
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