Great Qin: From Abandoned Baby to Ancient Emperor
45 The First Emperor’s showy operation!

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The First Emperor did not hide Zhao Che's identity from Qian!

So far, Qian was the one who had served the First Emperor the longest!

In fact, even if the First Emperor didn't say it, Qian had already guessed that Zhao Che's identity was not ordinary with his many years of service!

Therefore, even if the First Emperor blurted it out, Qian was not surprised at all!

He looked at the First Emperor in front of him!

That's right! This man! His confidence was reignited!

Fu Su openly objected, and all eighteen sons were good-for-nothing!

He had witnessed the burden on this man's shoulders. He had shouldered an empire alone, but no one could share it with him!

"Your Majesty! Have you heard of a wolf child?" Qian smiled!

In terms of educating his descendants, the First Emperor showed a rare hesitation and confusion!

Because of the example of his eighteen sons, the First Emperor himself did not know how to teach them!

So…he was confused!

The First Emperor was silent for a moment, indicating for Qian to continue!

"It's about a family of hunters. When they were hunting, there was no one at home, and their child was taken away by a female wolf!

More than ten years later, a hunter killed a wolf in the mountains, and the son was found again!

However, after more than ten years, the hunter had lost his humanity and was no different from a wolf!”

Qian smiled and continued," I have also heard a story. It says that there was a hunter who hunted in the mountains. When he met a tiger, he killed it. When there was a young tiger, he captured it! Coincidentally, the hound at home gave birth, and the tiger and the puppy were raised together!”

"After a few years, the tiger grew up. Although it was a mountain lord, it was no different from a dog!”

Qian's white beard fluttered in the wind as he looked at the First Emperor!

"Your Majesty, you are a True Dragon! The Little Lord grew up in His Majesty's hands, and one day, he would be like a real dragon!”

"But if a young dragon is raised by a grave hound, how would the young dragon know that it is a true dragon?”

Qian understood what the First Emperor meant!

Qian also liked Zhao Che, this talented and intelligent child!

Even Zhao Che himself didn't realize that after spending so much time with the First Emperor, some of his habits and actions were becoming more and more similar to the First Emperor's!

People would always unconsciously learn from the stronger ones, even without Zhao Che knowing!

The First Emperor looked at Qian and fell silent for a moment before he laughed.

"I know!"

Actually, the First Emperor already knew!

However, the failure of the eighteen princes made the First Emperor not very confident!

Just as Qian had said, one could only learn from the kind of people one followed in the kind of environment!

Turning around, the First Emperor stepped into his bedroom!

Zhao Che's breathing was steady as he slept soundly!

"You will be the next Zhen!" The First Emperor held Zhao Che's tender little hand with a burning gaze!

……

Hence…

After Zhao Che finally had a name, the First Emperor also put Zhao Che's studies on the agenda!

To be honest, the First Emperor did not have much free time every day!

As for how to teach, the First Emperor had no clue!

He always wanted to push all his ideas to Zhao Che, but he knew that it was unrealistic!

Teaching?

Where should he start?

Confucian? Law? Dao? Ink?

Or the Book of Songs that was easy to understand?

After careful consideration, the First Emperor began his unique operation…

"Little servant, read it to me!" The First Emperor was carrying Zhao Che, and Zhao Che was carrying the heavy memorial!

It was worth mentioning that paper had not yet appeared in this era!

The common writing tool used was a bamboo tube. After writing, one had to engrave it so that it would be convenient for later reference!

And a bamboo tube could only write less than 200 words…

Generally speaking, a slightly longer memorial would take three to five bamboo tubes. If it was a little too much, a memorial could take up more than ten bamboo tubes!

Zhao Che quietly read it out to the First Emperor!

The First Emperor pondered as he listened…

"Little Zhi Nu, do you know what it means?”The First Emperor asked with a smile.

Zhao Che shook his head honestly…

This really wasn't Zhao Che's disguise…He really didn't know what it meant…

Because writing in bamboo tubes was difficult and cumbersome, memorials in this era were more concise and comprehensive. In order to prove his point of view, he often quoted classics...

All sorts of professional terms were used…

And what was Zhao Che's standard?

The level of his ability to recognize words just now…

For Zhao Che, understanding the memorial was as difficult as learning the twenty-six letters of the English language to do English reading comprehension!

All kinds of citations required an extremely large amount of knowledge in order to understand!

In addition, there were no punctuations, so it took a lot of effort to read and break sentences…And coincidentally, Zhao Che had not started learning how to read and break sentences yet…

To Zhao Che, this was like elementary school mathematics, and he was completely dumbfounded…

The First Emperor smiled…

It was normal for Zhao Che to not understand…

Not to mention children, less than ten percent of the people in the world could understand this memorial!

Not to mention anything else, the ability to read and sentence directly blocked the illiterate!

If he did not have enough knowledge, he would be completely Spartan!

One of the functions of the Zhongche Manor Token was to explain and consult the classics for the monarch…

Some of the allusions in the memorials and deeds were used in more uncommon words, so the First Emperor had to go and check them out…

Therefore, a three-year-old child was like looking at a heavenly book…

That was not an exaggeration at all…

(Sorry for the late update, brothers. I was too excited last night and didn't fall asleep until after three o'clock... From the fans of the National Film Academy to the haters of the National Film Academy!) From beef noodles to 777, the old pig sat up in shock from this dying illness…Damn, it was complete!)

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