In addition to these, Ying Wei had also gotten to know a remarkable person in the past few months-Meng Yi!
He was the younger brother of Great General Meng Tian, who would be known as the " Great Qin's number one warrior " in the future!
For some reason, this fellow had been visiting him more and more frequently recently.
It was so high that even Ying Wei suspected his purpose.
After all, logically speaking, he and Meng Yi did not have much interaction.
In fact, he had wanted to suck up to her in the beginning. No matter what, this person would be someone he couldn't underestimate in the future.
However, before he could do anything, the other party ran over to hug his short and fat leg.
Ying Wei, who couldn't figure out the reason behind this, decisively gave up thinking about it. After all, this person didn't have any malicious intentions towards him.
He couldn't be bothered to use his brain to think about anything other than Qin Shi Huang.
With Qin Shi Huang's company, time flew by like flowing water.
In the blink of an eye, it was almost his birthday.
At this time, Ying Wei had already mastered his balance. Normally, he could even run, let alone walk.
Ying Wei was extremely excited to finally get rid of the days of lying flat every day.
After all, dressing up as a baby without any self-control was really a very maddening and boring thing.
Previously, he had been relying on the hugs and words of others to pass the time outside. Now that he had learned how to run, he could no longer hold it in.
He was like a wild horse that had lost its reins all day long, running back and forth in the palace crazily.
Although he would occasionally fall, he enjoyed it.
Now, although he had passed the critical stage of leaving a deep impression on the Emperor, Ying Wei knew that he had successfully made the Emperor accept his existence.
Therefore, he didn't need to do anything like he did before.
As a result, his life returned to its original good days.
Other than eating and drinking all day, he would run out and wander around the palace.
Seeing him happy, carefree, and growing healthily every day, the First Emperor was also very happy.
From this little fellow who could only hum and smile, to watching him eat, drink, and pee, to him chattering, and finally to his current lively and lively state.
It was as if he had raised a pot of very expensive flowers.
From the initial sowing, watering, sprouting, weeding, all the way until the flower bud bloomed.
The pride and pride that arose from the bottom of his heart could not be expressed in words.
Because he was happy and valued Ying Wei, he could basically do whatever he wanted in the palace.
Even if there were some places that did not conform to the rules, because of the First Emperor, no one dared to argue with him.
Moreover, although this Lord was young, he was an existence who could ignore the rules in front of the Emperor and still talk about them.
Looking at the Little Lord who was holding the brush and writing on the document, as well as the Emperor who did not say a word, Wang Jian, this old fox, had already made a plan in his heart.
After following His Majesty for so many years, there were only a few people who had the courage and ability to follow the rules with His Majesty, but this little guy in front of him was undoubtedly the youngest!
Therefore, he wished that the Emperor and the Little Lord could get closer.
Even though it was quite disgraceful, he felt that Eldest Young Master Fu Su was not the best successor to Great Qin. As for the other children of the Emperor, other than the Little Young Master, he did not think highly of any of them.
Although the Little Lord was still young and could not even read, who asked him to be smart?
Not only did he receive special care from the Emperor, but he also had some fate with him.
Moreover, it was good that this child was young.
A child was like a blank piece of paper. What he would look like in the future depended entirely on the person who drew the picture.
If it was possible, he would be willing to be the little guy's teacher after the little Lord could enlighten him.
While he was thinking about all this nonsense, Ying Wei, who had been writing all morning, moved his wrist and rushed out of the bedroom like a cannonball.
Seeing his figure running out, the First Emperor and Wang Jian exchanged glances and shook their heads with a smile. Only then did they begin to discuss national affairs.
On the other side, Ying Wei, who had been playing crazily for the whole afternoon, was running in the garden. The palace maids and servants behind him were anxiously chasing after him.
Ying Wei looked back, then smiled and continued forward.
Just as he was about to run back to Xianyang Palace, a muscular figure suddenly flashed out from the corner of a fork in the road and grabbed Ying Wei into his arms as if he was catching a chicken.
Ying Wei was stunned for a moment. He took a closer look and saw the expressionless face of the First Emperor.
Obviously, the other party was here for him!
Ying Wei couldn't care less about his dirty face. He smiled sweetly and hugged the Emperor, shouting coquettishly,""Father!"
She was very familiar with acting coquettishly.
At this moment, Ying Wei really didn't feel embarrassed.
Although he was already familiar with the skill of talking, it was not the best time to show it.
He understood the principle of hiding one's strength.
Moreover, the most important thing for him now was to gain a good impression in front of the First Emperor, not to blatantly show off his ability.
It was lonely at the top.
He had already attracted enough attention now, so he couldn't do anything that would easily cause people to have extreme thoughts.
In any case, the most important person to him was the First Emperor.
Talent wasn't important. He could still nurture them in the future.
Right now, the most important thing for him was to let Qin Shi Huang feel the benefits of developing the game and continue to increase his favorability.
Only in this way could he grow up safely.
As for those who had the opinion of the emperor and were geniuses, not only did they have to bear the burden of secret forces from other directions, but they might also say something that contradicted the emperor's thoughts, causing an unexpected disaster and being abandoned or forgotten by the emperor.
It was also because of this that Ying Wei, who had always known what he wanted, did not forget to try his best to mold himself into a template that the First Emperor liked every time he tried to gain the First Emperor's favor.
In a feudal dynasty, as the emperor, the first emperor's preferences would affect the preferences of the people of the country.
Therefore, if one wanted to live well here, they had to cling onto the Qin Emperor's thigh!!!
So what if he was a genius?
There were many geniuses in this world. Wasn't Shang Yang a living example?
He had spent his entire life thinking about Great Qin's people and Great Qin's territory, but in the end?
Wasn't he still dead?
Ying Wei had already seen all the twists and turns in this.
It was not impossible to have talent, but when you did not have the ability to ensure your own safety, it was better to show less subtlety.
After all, this kind of thing could only be used as a bonus point in most cases, not a deciding point.
Ying Wei knew that he was different from other transmigrators. He did not have to worry about food, clothing, and transportation.
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