Chapter 40 You have grown up after all, and you no longer need the protection of this old man!
Now all the second-generation dudes in Xianyang are full of complex feelings about Ying Gao.
After all, in the Qin Dynasty, meritorious service was the only theme. Everyone, including the eldest son Fusu, studied in the academy, but Ying Gao became a doctor, with a rank of three hundred shi.
It can be said that although Ying Gao is only eight years old now, he has already begun to support himself.
Naturally, Ying Gao became the envy of everyone, and also the object of their common resistance.
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Ying Gao didn't know about this, and even if he did, he didn't care. Wang Li was the only exception. He saw the yearning in Wang Li's eyes and smiled knowingly.
"Gao, you already have a salary, and you have been a brother-in-law for several years, but you are still doing nothing, and you still laugh..." Wang Li saw the smile on Ying Gao's lips, and he was immediately dissatisfied.
"Okay, okay!"
Patting Wang Li on the shoulder, Ying Gao shook his head and said, "Brother Li, don't say you don't know. Your path lies in the army and on the battlefield."
"On the battlefield, it won't help if you leave early. It's better to practice hard at home. Only in this way can you make contributions on the battlefield."
Having said this, Ying Gao took a deep look at Wang Li and smiled bitterly: "I'm just a preliminary Qin official. I don't know when I will become a full-time official..."
When Ying Gao said this, Wang Li's mood immediately improved. After all, it was more difficult for Qin officials to be promoted than to reach the sky.
Moreover, the Qin official position is only an official position, not a title. The 20th-level military meritorious title in the Qin Dynasty must have military merit or make a huge contribution to the Qin Dynasty in order to be awarded the title.
Among the ten Qin officials, there is probably not even one with a title.
When he thought of this, Wang Li felt balanced.
In life, the most fearful thing is comparison. After all, a ruler is long and an inch is short, and everyone is good at very different things.
"Gao, don't let your martial arts and military skills fall behind!" Wang Li's eyes were as bright as a torch, and there was a scorching heat deep in his eyes: "I hope that one day, you and I, brothers, will be undefeated on the battlefield."
"Uh-huh!"
Hearing this, Ying Gao felt so proud that he couldn't help but say: "One day, wherever you look, it will be our land of Great Qin!"
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Qiuzang.
This means that after the autumn harvest, the tax revenue of the major counties and treasuries will be counted and summarized, so as to achieve the purpose of letting the court know everything.
As the leading minister, the Prime Minister will definitely be there, and as long as he is an official of the Qin Dynasty, as long as he is in Xianyang and there is no official on duty that day, he needs to attend.
This is one of several major imperial gatherings throughout the year.
Especially the Qin Dynasty, which had numerous conquests throughout the history, the Qiuzang court meeting gradually became the most attended court meeting and also the longest one.
On this day, Ying Gao got up early, dressed neatly under the service of the palace maid, and then walked out of the room.
Ever since he learned swordsmanship in the palace and learned how to sharpen his muscles and bones, he has long been accustomed to doing everything by himself.
However, this time I was attending a court meeting.
This was the first time that Ying Gao attended the Great Qin Dynasty Meeting in his life, so he naturally treated it with caution. Dressed in a long white gown, the already handsome young man became as beautiful as jade.
Da Qin is still black!
It's not like Ying Gao has never thought about changing into a black robe to gain a good impression from Qin Wangzheng. After all, in any era, facial recognition exists.
However, when I think about it, he has been in the limelight too much recently and has been quiet for a while, so Ying Gao has not changed.
He still clearly understood this sentence.
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Ying Gao, Wang Jian, and Wang Ben entered the royal city. The three of them got out of the carriage and looked at the civil and military officials gathered together with a twinkle in their eyes.
At this moment, the civil and military officials were standing next to the large pool outside the carriage and horse racing field. They did not look solemn at all, but instead looked and whispered.
As the initiator, Ying Gao had a flash of clarity in his mind. It must be Qin Wangzheng who processed the Yellow Emperor's compass here according to his suggestion.
"Teacher, come over and take a look?" Ying Gao looked at Wang Jian and said.
"good!"
The three people walked to the edge of the large pool and saw a tall bronze figure on a bronze compass car in the pool, pointing to the sky in the distance, holding a bunch of bronze simple books in his hands.
On the simple surface, three big red characters are faintly visible - Shang Jun's letter!
Seeing this scene, Wang Jian and the other three looked at each other, thoughts flickering in their hearts. Everyone knew that the only one who could make a big move in the royal city was Qin Wangzheng.
Shang Junshu!
This is Qin Wangzheng’s choice!
As soon as the thought came to this point, everyone's hearts trembled. The scene of "Lu's Spring and Autumn" blowing through Xianyang City like a hurricane, and every word of it, begging the world to correct it, still seemed like it was the sun.
As an official of the Qin Dynasty, everyone present was smart and could guess whether the person wanted to eat or go to the toilet as soon as he raised his hand to the King of Qin.
No one would understand Qin Wangzheng's obvious instructions. If he didn't understand, then he would not be qualified to stand here and become a member of the Qin officials.
"Marquis Wenxin..."
A sound of shouting was heard, a gap opened in the crowd, and Wenxinhou Lu Buwei came over.
"There's a good show!" Ying Gao chuckled, took a step back, and hid between Wang Jian and Wang Ben.
We are about to face Wen Xinhou!
However, Ying Gao still felt that if he could keep a low profile, it would be better to keep a low profile. There was no need to bear the pressure when the court meeting was not in session and the King of Qin was away.
If he takes action, he must let Qin Wangzheng see it in exchange for various benefits.
Ying Gao didn't put much hope in the emotions among the royal family, because he knew that both power and wealth in that world were indifferent.
However, when you hold the power and have the power of life and death, everything will become colorful and become much more vivid and interesting.
Walking over, Lu Buwei was stunned for a moment.
As the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, he naturally knew that the compass car standing on the stone mountain in the large pool in front of the palace was originally the well-known Yellow Emperor's compass car.
Lu Buwei clearly remembered that this compass was specially cast and installed by King Huiwen before his first decisive battle with the six-nation coalition.
This Yellow Emperor's compass represents the fighting spirit of the King of Qin and the unyielding will of Qin to march eastward.
The Qin Dynasty established its country through farming and warfare, and it was only natural that it respected the Yellow Emperor's guide chariot in battle formations to show its determination to fight decisively and win decisively on the wrong road.
For more than a hundred years, the Yellow Emperor's compass has been placed here and has never changed.
Now suddenly, the Yellow Emperor has become Shang Yang, and the bronze sword has become the bamboo slips "Book of Shang Jun".
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The thought flashed in his mind that Lu Buwei was not a fool. Looking at this scene, the corners of his mouth raised and he revealed a sneer.
Now that all the civil and military officials have arrived, Qin Wangzheng still has no intention of announcing the official entry into the palace. Lu Buwei has been in the court for decades, so he can naturally guess something about Qin Wangzheng's thoughts.
"Is this another trick?"
Lu Buwei's eyes were deep and he looked at the bronze statue of Shang Jun and sighed in his heart: "You have finally grown up and are no longer a young eagle who needs my protection!"