The sunrise the east, and the fiery red morning glow dyed the sky.
In the Qin palace.
The King of Qin, Ying Ji, had just finished his breakfast when he came to the study to deal with the memorials that he had not finished reading last night.
However, before his butt could warm up, the voice of a guard sounded outside the hall.
"Your Majesty, Gongzi Xiu is here.”
"Why does that kid come here every morning?”Qin Wang frowned slightly and said to the outside world,""Let him in."
Not long after, the door to the study was pushed open from the outside.
A thin figure walked into the study.
It was a child of about five years old. He was as fair as jade, and his eyes were as bright as the stars. He was wearing a white robe.
Perhaps it was because the clothes were a little too big, the child staggered as he walked, very awkward.
"Your son has come to pay his respects to father.”
Ying He came to the king of Qin's table and bowed respectfully.
The King of Qin put down the memorial in his hand and looked at Ying He's respectful and polite face. He nodded in satisfaction.
"You've been coming here frequently recently." Qin Wang said with a smile.
"Isn't it because I miss you, Father?"
Ying Kong scratched his head with a smile, looking very simple and honest.
Looking at Ying He's honest face, the king of Qin felt helpless.
Of course, he knew why Ying Mo came to greet him every day.
It was nothing more than wanting him to relent and allow the other party to cultivate martial arts.
The King of Qin did not have many children. Including his deceased eldest son, Ying Dao, he had a total of three children.
Ying Chen was the youngest of the three, and he had just turned five this year.
The King of Qin had always doted on his youngest son.
Ying Mo was too special!
On the day that Ying Chi was born, the Qin country had just destroyed the Righteous Canal.
It could be said to be a double blessing!
What surprised the king of Qin was yet to come.
Ying Cui could walk at the age of a month, and he was able to talk before he was half a year old.
At the age of two, he could recognize all the characters in the Qin country.
At the age of four, not only was he familiar with the various classics of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy, but he was also able to speak eloquently. Even the King of Qin had benefited greatly from some of the wise sayings from his mouth!
Seeing Ying Chi's talent in literature, the king of Qin made a decision.
He planned to send Ying Jiu to Jixia Learning Palace to study the Imperial Academy when he grew up, so that he could serve the State of Qin in the future.
With Ying Jiu's talent, perhaps in the future, the Qin State would also produce sages like Guan Zhong, Mencius, and Lord Shang.
At that time, they could use Ying Mo to shut the mouths of the six countries in Shandong.
Otherwise, they would always mock the Qin people for being a group of boorish men who only knew how to fight and kill enemies, but had no talent in governing the country.
In other words, the King of Qin had placed all his hopes on Ying He.
However, there were always accidents.
Just like a month ago, on Ying Lin's birthday.
Ying He suddenly displayed an astonishing strength, and raised a thousand-pound bronze cauldron right in front of the king of Qin!
This was an innate divine strength!
Qin Wang was excited, but he was also confused.
Should he let Ying He learn literature?
Or let Ying He practice martial arts?
Ying He's talent in literature was obvious to all, and his talent in martial arts was even greater. He had a natural divine strength of at least 1,000 pounds!
If this were to go on the battlefield, wouldn't it become a meat grinder?
Not to mention, Ying Chi was only five years old now.
However, in comparison, the king of Qin was more inclined to Ying Cui's cultivation of literature.
It couldn't be helped, the State of Qin's bias was too serious.
The people of Qin revered martial arts, but there were pitifully few capable people who could govern the country.
Among the seven countries, the State of Qin's literary standards were definitely at the bottom.
Therefore, the King of Qin still hoped that Ying He would learn literature.
However, Ying Rong didn't think so.
The reason why he displayed his innate divine strength that day was to tell the king of Qin.
He wanted to practice martial arts!
Therefore, during this period of time, Ying He had come to pay his respects to the King of Qin every day, hoping that the King of Qin would agree to let him practice martial arts and find him a martial arts teacher.
"You still haven't given up." The king of Qin sighed and looked at Ying Chi with a helpless look.
" Father, haven't you heard of the saying,'Three hundred and sixty lines, every line produces a master'?" Ying Jiu asked with a serious face. Martial arts is not inferior to literature. Father, you shouldn't discriminate against other professions.”
" Three hundred and sixty lines, every line produces a great man…" Qin Wang repeated. He was immediately stunned. This kid could always come up with some wise sayings.
The King of Qin shook his head." You're wrong. It's not that I look down on martial arts. It's just that the State of Qin is in urgent need of talented people to govern the country. Your talent in literature is extraordinary. It would be a pity if you don't study literature.”
"But your son's martial dao talent is even more extraordinary!”"Father, have you ever heard of or seen a five-year-old child carrying a thousand-pound cauldron?" Ying He retorted immediately.”
" Ah, this…" Qin Wang was speechless.
Ying Chi shook his head and said," I know what you want me to do. You want me to be the pillar of the country's culture. But, have you ever thought that I'm only five years old?”
"Even if your son has great talent, it is impossible for a child to go to the court to guide the country, right?”
"Even if you agree, will those ministers agree?”
"At that time, if this matter were to spread to the ears of the six countries, I'm afraid they would laugh at my Qin country for not having anyone.”
After being bombarded by Ying He's words, the king of Qin couldn't help but frown.
"I didn't say that you should go to court and become an official now. After you go to Jixia Learning Palace to study for ten years…"
"No, I can't! Ten years is too long!"
Before the king of Qin could finish his sentence, Ying He rejected him sternly.
"How long is ten years?" the King of Qin said unhappily. You'll grow up in ten years. When you return to Qin, no one will gossip.”
"It still won't work!" Ying Kong shook his head and said in a fanatical tone,"Ten years is too long, your son is seizing every moment!”
After saying that, Ying He knelt down in front of the king of Qin.
"Royal Father, please allow your son to practice martial arts. Otherwise, your son will not be able to get up!”
Bang!
"Yingchen! Are you forcing me?!"
The King of Qin slammed the table and stood up to glare at Ying He.
If it weren't for the fact that Ying Chen was still young and his favorite son, he would have definitely let him know what it meant to be called 'the emperor's family without kinship!'
In the imperial family, there were monarch and minister before father and son!
Ying Mo wasn't frightened by the king of Qin. Instead, he looked at him with a firm gaze.
Seeing Ying He's stubborn look, the king of Qin's heart softened, and the anger on his face gradually disappeared.
"Then what about your talent in literature? Don't tell me it's going to be abandoned like this?"
Seeing that the king of Qin had agreed, Ying He was delighted and quickly said,""Don't worry, father. Even if your son practices martial arts, I will not neglect the path of literature!”
"It's easy for you to say, but you must know that it's hard to achieve great things by multitasking.”Qin Wang shook his head.
"No!"
"What's wrong?"
" Yes." Ying Mo blinked his eyes and said," For an ordinary person, multitasking will only be futile. But, how can I be an ordinary person?”
The corners of Qin Wang's mouth twitched. He had seen crazy people before, but he had never seen anyone as crazy as Ying Jiu.
He was actually so arrogant that he wanted to cultivate both civil and martial arts!
Looking at Ying Chen's confident smile, Qin Wang thought to himself,""Perhaps, for Xiu 'er, dual cultivation is the most suitable for him.”
Thinking of this, the King of Qin nodded." Alright, since you insist on doing this, I'll go along with your wishes."”
"Thank you, Father…"
"But there is one thing!" The King of Qin's expression was stern." If you fall behind in the path of literature because of your cultivation of martial arts, don't blame me for not caring about the relationship between father and son. When the time comes, you'll obediently focus on learning literature!”
Ying Luo thought in his heart, how could he fall behind in the Dao of literature!
In his previous life, he was a PhD student in nine majors, including history, finance, politics, chemistry, and human nature. He was also known as one of the top ten talents in China in the 21st century.
Not only did he receive many international awards, but his IQ was also as high as 199.
It was even higher than Einstein!
It was worth mentioning that among the many historical dynasties in China, Ying Mo knew the development of the Pre-Qin period very well!
As well as the social structure of this era, the development of agriculture, and the national system, he knew it like the back of his hand!
It was not an exaggeration to compare Ying He to the Encyclopedia of the Pre-Qin Dynasty!
Perhaps it was because he had spent his entire life studying literature in his previous life, but in this life, he didn't want to continue studying literature.
He wanted to practice martial arts!
He wanted to go into battle and kill the enemy. He wanted to charge into the enemy's formation!
He wanted to realize his childhood dream in his previous life.
Wearing fresh clothes and riding a fierce horse, lying drunk on the battlefield, relying on a three-foot-long blade to bring peace to this chaotic world!
Of course, Ying Mo wasn't a hot-blooded person.
Just based on his innate strength of 3,000 jin!
Moreover, it would increase the growth rate by one jin of strength every day.
One day, he would kill his way through this chaotic world!
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