Qin Yu casually picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, and said calmly: "Of course the child did it himself. It is related to the life and death of Prince Qin's palace. How dare the child play with it?"
"My child, I know you are incredible, but I don't go to the Jiaofangsi in vain on weekdays. There are many literati and prostitutes there. I often invite them to drink, and I can recite poems under the influence. Is this difficult?"
Qin Yu said, while pretending to be sexy.
Wenzhao Gong has already started, he must pretend this to the end.
Qin Wenyao's mouth twitched as he listened. Reciting poetry was as difficult as climbing to heaven for him.
After hearing this, Mrs. Qin Zhang was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Sir, why don't you inscribe Yu'er's poem on it and send it to your majesty! This poem is very well written. Maybe your majesty can understand my good intentions!"
Qin Zhang was born into a noble family and was a lady. She was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and could also appreciate poems and songs.
She could tell that Qin Yu's poem was a masterpiece.
Qin Wenyao shook his head slightly and frowned, "This is a poem written by Yu'er. If I inscribe it, wouldn't it be a crime of deceiving the emperor?"
As he said that, he looked at Qin Yu and said with a smile: "Son, my father is very happy that you have such a talent. I appreciate your kindness."
Qin Wenyao was famous for his uprightness, and he couldn't do it by using his son's poems as a substitute.
"You...you are just a piece of cake, you don't know how to adapt at all..."
Mrs. Qin Zhang was so anxious that she cursed angrily.
However, Qin Yu did not panic and said calmly: "Dad, you don't have to worry. Writing poems is the smallest of the three things."
"If we can persuade His Majesty not to expand the army to attack the grasslands, but to allocate funds for disaster relief, then the misunderstanding between Your Majesty and you will be resolved."
Qin Wenyao shook his head helplessly and sighed, "What you said is simple, but His Majesty didn't listen to me at all!"
Qin Wenyao said, somewhat annoyed.
He began to persuade Emperor Wei about this matter last year.
It was just the third year since the Wei Dynasty changed its dynasty. The land was in a state of disarray and everything was in ruins, so it was not appropriate to start a big war.
But Emperor Wei didn’t listen!
Qin Yu smiled calmly, "Isn't it the Uluo tribe in the grassland that often plunders the border areas and makes the people on the border miserable? Your Majesty can't bear the humiliation and wants to conquer the Uluo tribe?"
Qin Wenyao nodded and sighed, "Sigh... This matter is simple to say, but how can it be so easy to do?"
"My child has a way." Qin Yu said calmly.
"you?"
Qin Wenyao sneered and said helplessly: "Don't be kidding me. You have been immersed in poems, songs, and national policies in the Jiaofang Division, right?"
Qin Yu's words.
Qin Wenyao didn't believe a word of it.
Qin Zhang agreed: "Yes, Yu'er, national affairs and governing the country and the people are not so easy. You'd better not get involved."
My parents didn't believe it when they saw me.
Qin Yu was not in a hurry, and simply said: "Even if it doesn't work out, I can discuss it with my father, right?"
"That's good."
Qin Wenyao nodded, "I have nothing to do at home anyway, so come and tell me, for my father's sake."
Although Qin Wenyao is very upright, he is not cold-blooded either.
Besides, Qin Yu's study of this matter is much more refined than listening to music in the studio.
Qin Yu pretended to stand up and said seriously: "My child believes that there are two reasons for the disasters on the border."
"The first is external causes. Grassland disasters have existed since ancient times, but they have never been eradicated. The reason why the Uluo tribe plundered the borders of the Wei Dynasty is ultimately a matter of survival. The grassland nomads do not have stable food self-sufficiency conditions and cannot eat enough.
....”
Qin Yu said with great enthusiasm.
Qin Wenyao's eyes were as wide as copper bells. He stood up in surprise and raised his hand to interrupt, "Wait a minute!"
Qin Yu was stunned. He didn't know why his cheap dad was so crazy!
Qin Yaowen looked at Qin Zhang and said anxiously: "My dear, prepare your pen and ink quickly, Yu'er's border strategy might be really effective!"
Qin Wenyao is a veteran minister, and he is naturally good at governing the country and the people.
So when Qin Yu opened his mouth, he knew whether this strategy had any value.
Although he didn't know when this second-generation ancestor in his family had an epiphany.
But I can’t take care of much right now!
"It's the master!"
Mrs. Qin and Zhang responded happily and hurried to the door, shouting: "Lan'er, get your pen, ink, paper and inkstone ready!"
moment.
Shen Binglan walked into the room with paper, ink, pen and inkstone, put it on the table and began to study ink.
Qin Wenyao took up the pen and started writing the border policy theory dictated by Qin Yu.
Qin Yu is a fan of ancient and modern military affairs and is very proficient in ancient state policy theory.
He has many such strategies in his mind, and he has them at his fingertips.
After a stick of incense.
Qin Yu stopped and spoke.
Qin Wenyao finished writing the border strategy in a eloquent manner, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "My ancestors have accumulated virtues, my ancestors have accumulated virtues! This second generation ancestor of Prince Qin, who is ignorant and has no skills, is actually a great talent with deep hidden talents!"
Now, he had no better explanation for this except that he thought Qin Yu had deliberately concealed his talent.
Qin Yu: "..."
Mrs. Qin Zhang rolled her eyes at Qin Wenyao and said displeasedly: "What is hiding!? Have you ever taken care of your son? Have you communicated with him? Have you discussed these issues with him? Your time in the Ministry of Household Affairs has been longer than that in
There are many at home!”
"hehe......"
Qin Wenyao smiled awkwardly, waved his hand and said: "Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma between loyalty and filial piety, let alone educating a son! Although I am indeed neglectful in discipline, aren't my children very good?"
A poem, a volume of border policy.
Qin Wenyao completely changed his view of Qin Yu.
Qin Yu was calm and calm, and said thoughtfully: "Actually, I read a lot of books on weekdays, but I just haven't revealed it in front of others."
Qin Yu justifies his theory, otherwise this matter will be really unexplainable from now on.
But fortunately, the Qin family's genes are here. It's not an exaggeration to have such talent. At most, he is just a prodigal talent who likes to visit brothels.
Shen Binglan listened on the side, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Reading?
Looking at women, they are pretty much the same!
Although Qin Yu's border strategy just now amazed her.
But she saw Qin Yu's obsession with drinking and sex all day long.
I don’t know how many doors of the Jiaofang Division were kicked into pieces by her!
Immediately afterwards.
Qin Wenyao stood up, held the book tightly, and was a little excited, "No! I want to be the emperor of the palace and show Yu'er's border strategy to Your Majesty! Maybe Your Majesty will be able to figure this out after reading it!"
Qin Yu stood up and said seriously: "Dad, let the child go with you."
"You?" Qin Wenyao was stunned and frowned slightly.
Qin Yu nodded in response, "I wrote the poem and the policy. Your Majesty will definitely summon me."
"Brothers fighting tigers, father and son went into battle, and the children have enjoyed themselves in the palace for so many years. Now that the palace is in trouble, I will have no hesitation."
The words fell into place.
Qin Wenyao paused and looked at Qin Yu in surprise.
Mrs. Qin Zhang was even more excited and shed tears, "Woo woo woo... Yu'er... Yu'er has grown up, really grown up..."
They really didn't expect that the second-generation ancestor who had been lethargic would have an epiphany and turn around.
But Qin Yu knew.
If the crisis in Prince Qin's palace is not eliminated, his happy days will come to an end.
Moreover, his parents treated him well on weekdays.
Even if he is a stone, he should be warmed up, right?
Hear this.
Shen Binglan couldn't help but look at Qin Yu: Has he really changed his gender?
at this time.
Qin Yu looked at Shen Binglan, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and raised his eyebrows.
Shen Binglan's face darkened again: No! This guy still looks like a prodigal!
Qin Yu and Qin Wenyao, father and son, entered the palace after discussing.
Qin Wenyao never thought that one day he would be saved by his second-generation ancestor's son.