Chapter 56: Kill the enemy and perform meritorious service, and bless our great Qin!
"Doctoral Academy?" Ying Zheng frowned slightly, but didn't say anything. He just entered the academic room with his hands behind his back.
indoor.
The princes and princesses are all practicing and reciting the essay.
Their ages are quite different, some have already begun to recite the laws, while others are still in the stage of literacy. Everyone's progress is different, but the historian who teaches them is the same person.
The order history of the prince's academy is divided into internal order and outer order.
The inner order is only responsible for teaching the young master and princess the most basic literacy skills.
As for the laws and regulations and the way to govern, they are all responsible for the external orders. This part is mainly done by important ministers with high titles in charge of internal affairs.
Among them, the foreign minister of the eldest son Fusu was Meng Tian, the foreign minister of the prince Gao was Xin Sheng, the foreign minister of the prince general Lu was Feng Wuze, and the foreign minister of Hu Hai was Zhao Gao.
Strange to say.
Among the three ministers and nine ministers, except for the Prime Minister's Office, officials in the Tingwei Mansion and the Yushi Mansion were not subject to this restriction. However, among the many internal ministers who were also serving as foreign edicts, Li Si was the only one missing.
Enter the school room.
The Yingzheng Examination School improved their knowledge.
The princes and princesses came forward one by one to answer.
Finished the school exam.
Ying Zheng nodded and said:
"As a descendant of the Ying family, you should know some things."
"Since King Shang's reform, the clan has always had a clear stipulation that members of the clan who have no military merit are not allowed to be included in the clan's register. However, under the unification today, military merit is rare, so I have granted permission to include you in the clan's register."
“But it’s ultimately difficult to convince the public.”
"You need to study hard, work hard, learn talents, gain knowledge, and be honest."
"If your clan membership wants to be recognized, it needs to be judged by the government and the opposition. I believe that you will use your performance to prove to the clan, the government and the opposition, and the world that the concession I gave you was correct."
"But then."
Ying Zheng's face suddenly darkened.
He said in a deep voice:
"I know that many young men have foreign teachers, and I have never established a prince. Many of you have ideas about this, but you must fight openly. If your foreign teacher dares to teach you to strategize and fight with each other privately, you will be punished by yourself.
If they harm each other, then don’t blame me for being merciless."
"I am determined to enforce the laws of the country and punish them severely without mercy!"
"Do you remember?"
"Remember!" The young masters responded quickly.
"Okay!" Ying Zheng nodded slightly and said with a smile on his face: "You all come to me and talk to me. Tell me what you have learned and what you have done recently."
Young Master Gao and others looked at each other without making any move.
They are not young anymore.
After the tenth son passed away, they had some illusions, but in the end they had no choice but to give up. They couldn't compete at all, let alone the eldest son, even Hu Hai, they might not be able to compete.
They have accepted reality.
As they grow older, Nuo's large palace has become a prison for them.
They have also passed the age of literacy and rhythm.
The reason why they are still staying in the school is because they really have no place to go. In their hearts, they actually hope that their father can entrust them out, not necessarily on the ground, but at least to allow them to leave Xianyang.
At least.
It also allows them to leave the cage-like palace.
But they didn't dare to mention it.
Afraid! Afraid!
They just sat on the mat blankly, looking at the laws and regulations that they had read countless times without saying a word.
The other side.
Several young men were still very excited.
Like offering treasures, they took out the things they had played with recently. One of the young men took out a wooden block.
Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng smiled and said:
"Rong Lu, do you just play with wooden blocks all day long?"
Ying Ronglu puffed up his chest.
proudly said:
"Father, that's not true."
"This is not a wooden pier, this is a war horse!"
Ying Zheng smiled and said: "What do you want to do with the war horse?"
Ying Ronglu said stubbornly:
"Kill the enemy and perform meritorious service, and bless our great Qin!"
Ying Zheng laughed happily again. He stood up, lifted Ying Ronglu up, and placed him safely on the wooden pier. Then he said with a smile: "Okay, you will ride this war horse, and my father will be your foot soldier, holding the spear."
Keep you safe."
With Ying Ronglu as the leader, other young masters also brought their things over, and for a while the whole school was filled with cheerful smiles.
It's fun.
It was rare for Ying Zheng to be so happy and relaxed.
When the other princes calmed down, the older princess took out the red needlework she had made. There were brocade compilation (zuan) sets, fufu wen embroidery, and sparse cloth style. The younger princesses
What he took were some wooden dolls, wearing exquisite little clothes.
Ying Zheng also nodded one by one.
Just as he was praising the princesses, he caught a glimpse of a 'black baby' from the corner of his eye.
Not far away, I saw a girl's eyes turning cunningly, and her chubby little hands kept wiping her cheeks. It was just that she didn't know what was on her hands, but the black stains on her face became darker and darker.
, the more you rub, the more.
See the situation.
Ying Zheng wanted to laugh but was angry at the same time.
He waved and said:
"Yinman, come here."
"What are you putting on your face?"
"Ah?" Ying Yinman raised his head cutely, shook his head and said: "Father, I didn't put anything on my face. I just went to get something to play with, and accidentally got it wet, and then I put this on my face.
Something got on my face."
Ying Yinman also looked aggrieved.
Ying Zheng said angrily:
"Okay, then tell me, what are you holding?"
Ying Yinman nodded obediently and took out the ink stick in his left hand.
Seeing this calligraphy treasure, Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly.
He took a deep look at Ying Yinman, and his forehead was already covered with black lines. This ink treasure was exactly the one he ordered the guards to throw away a few days ago!
result......
Let Ying Yinman pick it up again.
Ying Zhengdao:
"You went to my place to pick up things again?"
Ying Yinman nodded vigorously.
He said happily:
"Father, you have so many good things."
"Didn't I pick up a hot water bottle last time?"
"At that time, I felt that my father had many good things, so I went there every few days. Just the day before yesterday, I happened to see this ink. I smelled the ink and took it back with me."
"This ink is much easier to use than the one in the school."
"There is no need for an inkstone to grind the ink, and it is more comfortable to write."
"And the hot water bottle, I asked the maid to get some more, and gave a few to my brothers and sisters. They were very happy to use them."
Ying Yinman told everything she had done recently.
The young masters felt cold sweat dripping from their foreheads when they heard this.
Ying Zheng's eyes coldly swept over the entire audience. Wherever he looked, all the young masters and princesses lowered their heads. No one dared to look at him, and they didn't even have the courage to raise their heads.
Ying Zheng shook his head and said:
"Since you like it, go ahead and use it."
"It's just that I don't want to pick up the things I throw away in the future."
"Ah?" Ying Yinman opened her mouth slightly, but under Ying Zheng's gaze, she could only pouted and reluctantly replied, "Oh."
Ying Zheng stood up.
He didn't say anything more, he just asked the young masters and princesses to study hard, then turned around and left.
Ying Zheng just left.
A long sigh came from the school room.
Ying Zheng naturally heard it.
But he did not stop because of this, but continued to walk forward. He pretended not to hear these calls and simply ignored them.
It's the day.
The fire in Xianyang Palace burned until late at night.