"Reporting to Imperial Father, your son naturally wants to learn from Fourth Brother and Sixth Brother to expand the territory of Great Qin.”
Ying Ji didn't panic at all when he heard the First Emperor's question.
He first complimented Ying Mu and Jiang Lu without showing any emotion. Then, he changed his tone and said,
"However, your son knows his own limits and knows that he is still young. Not only do I have no experience in governing a territory, I also have no experience in leading troops in battle.
"Thus, I request Imperial Father to arrange a teacher for me to teach me how to govern the territory and the art of war. Once I'm successful in my studies, I'll naturally request to be granted the four poles of Great Qin and expand the territory of Great Qin.”
It had to be said.
Ying Ji's words were very beautiful.
Not only did he make full use of his age advantage, but he also avoided the troublesome topic of enfeoffment.
It also left an impression in the First Emperor's heart that he was a young man who was steady, brave, and resourceful.
In this matter, his performance was even more outstanding than the Sixth Young Master Jiang Lu.
This could be seen from the First Emperor's surprised gaze.
Actually, not only was the First Emperor surprised by Ying Ji's answer.
Even Ying Mu had to admit that this twelve-year-old younger brother of his was somewhat extraordinary.
These words could no longer be summarized by simple wit and beauty.
Was this still a twelve-year-old youth?
Or perhaps, this was the true standard of the ancient princes?
People like Fu Su, Ying Gao, and Jiang Lu were all fish that had slipped through the nets of the Great Qin Imperial Family's basic education?
However, why was there no record of a winning market in the history of his previous life?
Was it a life of mediocrity, unable to make a name for himself even in death?
Or was he too smart and died before he could make a name for himself?
Ying Mu thought randomly.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that using this opportunity to leave Great Qin was the right choice.
"Father, your son has the same thoughts as eighth brother. Father, please arrange a teacher for your son to teach your son how to govern the territory and the art of war. When your son is successful in his studies, he will naturally be granted the four poles of Great Qin and expand the territory of Great Qin.”
After the eighth young master Ying Ji finished speaking, before the first emperor could speak, the ninth young master Ying Xuan immediately echoed.
This was really a clever little girl!
"Yes!"
Hearing his two sons 'answers, the First Emperor replied expressionlessly, making it difficult for others to determine his true thoughts.
At this point.
The six Great Qin Young Lords had already expressed their views on the enfeoffment system.
However, because of Ying Mu's sudden appearance, the enfeoffment system seemed to have deviated from the original track and developed in an unknown direction.
Therefore, the following court discussion changed from " whether to enfeoffment " to " enfeoffment outside and rule in the Divine Prefecture " proposed by Ying Mu.
During this process.
Ying Mu was still the most beautiful child.
Pointing at rivers and mountains, stimulating words.
He was high-spirited and shocked everyone.
In the end, with his glib tongue, he drew a big and fragrant pie for the Great Qin Emperor and his subjects.
Speeches on topics such as " war creates wealth "," profit creates value "," the value of ocean development "," the development of grasslands and wild forests ", and " even a desert has its own value " made their eyes turn red.
If it wasn't for the fact that he still had a bit of rationality left.
They would probably have to prepare their troops and ride on Great Qin's chariot to charge towards the neighboring countries of the Divine Prefecture, taking all of their wealth and population and turning all of their territories into Great Qin's territory.
At this moment, Ying Mu wasn't fighting alone. He had crossed over two thousand years of time and space. Countless lecturers, economics, and geography were all fighting with him.
"Young Master's talent and learning are far superior!”
When the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the dark Zhangtai Palace, even Li Si, who boasted of his wealth of knowledge and peerless eloquence, had no choice but to be convinced by Ying Mu and admit that he was inferior.
even. Even the First Emperor, who had long been expressionless, couldn't help but laugh out loud and praise Ying Mu,""My son Mu is more talented than Han Fei.”
Good fellow!
This made Ying Mu praise him more than Han Feizi.
From this, one could tell what kind of glorious victory he had obtained in this Zhangtai Palace debate.
They said that he was a war of words.
He had really underestimated him.
Ying Mu wasn't surprised by this result.
After all, as an experienced keyboard warrior, he could dominate the Zuan region of the Dragon Country's Internet more than 2,000 years later.
Not to mention reasoning with a group of ancient people who did not even have a nine-year compulsory education more than 2,000 years ago.
This also led to...
Often, a casual point of view that Ying Mu had mentioned would shock a group of people.
In the end, he was shocked, shocked, and numb.
Everything Ying Mu said was right.
As a result, the First Emperor had ordered people to prepare meat soup and distribute it to everyone, wanting to bring everyone to listen to Teacher Ying Mu's lecture through the night.
No one else had such treatment.
Luckily, Ying Mu wasn't arrogant. He knew what he should and shouldn't say.
He only limited this speech to Great Qin's external development.
They talked about how much benefits they could obtain from developing the outside world and how to develop these benefits.
He did not talk about anything else. For example, Great Qin's current laws and policies.
He did not show any red ideology, nor did he preach that everyone was equal, or that he would beat the landlord and divide the land.
If he really did that.
No matter how talented he was, the officials of Great Qin would not tolerate him.
Therefore, Ying Mu had always felt that there was still a long way to go before he could achieve his small goal.
"Sigh, I wonder when Great Qin will be able to achieve five connections and eat hot and sour potato noodles.”
Looking at the bland and tasteless white boiled meat soup in front of him, Ying Mu's heart was filled with sadness and helplessness.
He missed the good life of water, electricity, gas, internet, rice, flour, grain, oil, daily necessities, all kinds of seasonings, and snacks.
Unlike now.
Boiled meat in plain water with some coarse salt in a copper cauldron was already a noble's diet.
Unfortunately, he didn't have the technology to make refined salt yet.
So, don't worry about what to eat.
As long as salt was added, there would be an indescribable strange smell.
Bitter!
It was really bitter!
Ying Mu felt that he was really suffering.
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