When I was an official in Qin, I basically learned to apply writing, either writing serious documents or writing literature to persuade literature. Everyone has never paid attention to literary creation.

There are also singing and dancing, but they are all used for it. There are very few original works, and no one cares about the people's spiritual life.

According to Shang Yang's experience in reform, it is best for the people to do it at sunrise and rest at sunset, and concentrate on doing their work. They work all day long and the couple will sleep when they work hard at night. They don't think about anything else. Such people are easy to manage and officials are very easy to deal with.

This large-scale cultural and entertainment creation activity was rarely held in the Qin State in the past, and the court attached great importance to it from top to bottom. After the generals returned, they even closed the door and asked their guests to hurry up and create it. It is necessary to write a beautiful propositional poem before the king's birthday.

I wonder if the Yunyang Academy gave them the rhythm of the excellent works that matched them too brainwashed. After listening to them for a few days, all officials felt a little bit overwhelmed. Every day when working, people couldn't hold back and hum a sentence or two.

Every time this time, my colleagues would exchange a look that they understand each other: It's good, and another one went crazy.

Fusu was also questioned by Li Si.

According to Ying Zheng's current attitude towards Fusu, it is impossible not to bring Fusu with him. Li Si believes that Fusu must not only be prepared, but also be prepared well, and it is best to amazed the audience in one fell swoop.

Li Si also hinted to Fusu that if there is any difficulty, he could come to him.

This means it really doesn't work, so he can help write a song.

Fusu remembers that Li Si didn't say anything else, and his writing was definitely first-class. At least the original "Letter of Admonition and Exile" was written smoothly and beautifully, and Fusu felt refreshed when he read it.

Fusu smiled slightly in response to Li Si's obvious hint, and did not directly reject Li Si's kindness, but thanked Li Si: "If I write it, I will definitely show you first."

Li Si was so smart that he knew that Fusu had politely declined the proposal he wrote on his behalf. He stopped talking about it now, and after chatting with Fusu for a few words, he got up and left.

For Fusu, writing a poem is certainly not a difficult task. After he thought for a moment, he had a thoughtful draft.

After winter, the Bianzhuang sent him a few jars of strong wine. It was brewed by him when Zhang Liang left last year. A year later, the wine has been brewed and the taste is very mellow.

Fusu is still young and doesn't want to drink wine, but he has seen many fine wines and can tell the quality of wine by just smelling the aroma of wine.

Thinking of Zhang Liang, Fusu hesitated for a moment, but still carried a jar of wine to look for Ying Zheng.

Seeing that Fusu brought the jar of wine, Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked him if he had learned to drink secretly.

Fusu shook his head and told Ying Zheng the origin of the wine.

When he talked with Zhang Liang about printing books, he said he wanted to print agricultural books, while Zhang Liang said he wanted to write all the scenery in various places. For example, when he drank good wine, he wanted to write the story behind the wine.

After Zhang Liang left, he asked someone to brew several jars of new wine and took it out for a year. He found that the wine was quite fragrant and wanted to ask someone to send it to Zhang Liang to Xinzheng.

However, Xinzheng is the royal city of South Korea, far from Xianyang, and the two countries are fighting frequently, so it is difficult for him to send people to deliver wine to Zhang Liang.

Fusu’s idea was to ask Ying Zheng to send someone to send it to Zhang Liang quietly so that others could not know about it.

Ying Zheng took the small jar of wine from Fusu's hand, opened the lid and sniffed it, and found that the wine was mellow and it was indeed a good wine. He put the wine down and said lightly: "So you brought the wine to me, just ask me to send it to Xinzheng for you?"

No matter how stupid Fusu was, he would not admit this. He immediately said, "As soon as the child got this wine, he thought to deliver it to his father first. As for the zifang, I just mentioned it." Fusu added in Ying Zheng's gaze, "If the father thinks it is too hard to mobilize the troops, it is OK to not send it. I seal the jar for the zifang and invite him to drink when the zifang comes to Xianyang next time."

Ying Zheng put down the wine, leaned against the horizontal collapse and said lazily: "It's just a jar of wine. What kind of laborers can mobilize me? I'll ask someone to send it for you later."

Seeing that Ying Zheng was exhausted, Fusu came forward and volunteered to rub Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng handled government affairs for a day and was indeed tired. He lay down and asked Fusu to rub his head.

As soon as the next day, the people sent by Ying Zheng took Fusu to Xinzheng early and the wine that he wanted to bring to Zhang Liang.

In order to prevent the wine from falling and losing halfway, the person in charge of delivering the wine brought two more jars and headed straight for the royal city of Korea.

When these three jars of wine were delivered to the Zhang family in Xinzheng, a secret letter from the detailed writers had already arrived at the Han Palace.

After reading the similar secret letters, King Han felt that these detailed works might have been bribed by Qin. Otherwise, these people would never boast about the power of Qin in the letter.

These letters first say that there are not half a Bai Ding in Yunyang County, and they are all able to read and calculate.

After boasting about the people, they also boast about Ying Zheng and his son, saying that Ying Zheng loves the people as his son, and that Ying Zheng's son was taken as an apprentice by the immortal!

They said with certainty that Fusu was a fairy child who came to the world and produced new paper, new salt, new plows and other things in just two years, but they did not find out how these things were made at all. Instead, they drew in detail the production methods and stadium rules of the new style of Juqiu!

What's the use of this thing?

He wants to play Juqi, and send someone to Qi to learn authentic Qiqi's Juqi?

King Han scolded these detailed works that were not enough to make a mistake after completing these things. After thinking about it, he still wanted to see what is wonderful about this new style of Juqiu, which can make Prince Yan so addicted!

King Han took out the drawings alone and asked someone to take the pig's bladder to make a few inflatable balls and send them to him.

He wasn't very interested, he just wanted to see it!

Zhang Liang didn't know about King Han's little curiosity.

Ying Zheng promised to ask someone to help Fusu to deliver the wine secretly, but he really sent it to him. He sent the masters to sneak into the Zhang family and delivered the wine and the letters written by Fusu to Zhang Liangqin's table at night.

When Zhang Liang woke up early in the morning, he saw wine. He sat at the piano table for a long time and played several songs. He didn't open Fusu's letter and read it.

Fusu's letter is very simple, saying that a Mr. Xu came to the school, and the other party brought twenty volumes of "Shennong". I was inspired after reading it and started compiling agricultural books with Mr. Xu's disciples. These jars of wine were brewed when you left last year. After someone from the village came here this year, I remembered that I had said I would like to write books together, so I asked my father to find someone to give you the wine quietly.

When I parted that day, I missed it very much and took the liberty to ask someone to send me a message, hoping that doing so would not cause you any trouble.

Zhang Liang put the letter away and looked at the three jars of wine. He had a good memory. As soon as he reminded him in the letter, he remembered the happy time in Yunyang County for more than half a year.

"Zuban." Zhang's father walked in from outside the door.

Zhang Liang looked up at his father.

Zhang's father looked at the three jars of wine beside Zhang Liang and asked, "Where did this wine come from?"

Zhang Liang told the truth: "A friend asked someone to bring it."

Zhang's father didn't ask any more questions. Seeing Zhang Liang's face turned gloomy, he sighed and said, "Eat something to keep your stomach first. After eating, I'll drink two bowls with you."

Zhang Liang nodded, had a meal with Zhang's father, took out a jar of wine and poured two bowls of it.

The father and son sat opposite each other, picked up the bowl and drank it all.

The Qin army is approaching, and all officials are still having banquets day and night. People often go to court with alcohol, but they really cannot ask them to make any wise decisions. How long can such a South Korean can last under the unstoppable attack of the Qin people?

The Zhang family met Han for five generations, but at this moment they couldn't even speak!

True words are unpleasant!

The wine given by Fusu was a bit intense. Zhang Liang and his son both drank the third bowl and were completely drunk.

Just after Zhang Liang woke up that day, he heard that King Han built a new Ju stadium in the palace, asking the palace maids to play football for him. People who live close to the palace city often hear laughter and play.

Zhang Liang got up and sat at the piano table, but he didn't play a sound of the piano for a long time.

After a long time, he stood up, pulled out the sword hanging beside him and chopped down hard.

The piano he cherishes very much in daily life is divided into two.

The strings broke immediately and the body of the piano was broken in half.

Zhang Liang picked up the scabbard and put the sword in the scabbard. He looked up and saw that Zhang's father woke up at some point. His eyes were still full of sighs when he looked at him.

Zhang Liang shouted in a hoarse voice: "Father."

Zhang's father said, "The horses you brought back are still kept in the stable. If you want to use them, go and take them away."

Zhang Liang looked straight at Zhang's father.

Zhang's father said, "I believe in your choice." If some things are unstoppable, maybe one more choice can lead to more futures.

...

Ying Zheng was born in the first month of the year. The weather was a bit cold at this time, but even if the weather was cold, the original palace banquet would still be held as usual.

In fact, there are not many people who are qualified to participate in the palace banquet, just the group that is usually of the court’s standards for political discussion, plus the envoys of the countries who live in the restaurant, such as Prince Dan of Yan.

After Ying Zheng took office, he was always frugal and rarely had too extravagant appearances. This was the first time in recent years that he had made such a big noise on his birthday.

Fusu knows the reason. Generally speaking, nineteen years are important. For example, even if you pass the nineteenth, even if you are "Ding", you can be recruited to fight. After this year's birthday, Ying Zheng will be twenty-nine years old, which is also an important age. After this year's age, Ying Zheng will officially enter his thirty years old.

Therefore, Ying Zheng’s birthday this year is a little more grander than in previous years.

However, it was just a big banquet for the ministers. It was already a shame in the birthday party that Fusu had seen. He remembered that he had seen an emperor in a small world who specially asked locals to offer him various rare treasures as birthday gifts, and plundered all the good things in the local area and the remaining money in the hands of the people.

Later, the people were unable to bear the suffering and soon someone rebelled.

Although Ying Zheng said that as long as they presented a poem, Fusu would not be prepared for nothing. During this period, he was thinking about what gifts to give to Ying Zheng.

Fusu thought about it for a long time and felt that his father was busy with so much government affairs during the day and had to be busy giving birth to so many younger brothers and sisters for them at night, and his body would be hollowed out at a glance!

He decided to pick and copy a copy of his senior brother's food supplement recipe and offer it to his father and ask him to ask the chef to take turns to cook.

With so many food supplement recipes, you can eat them for a month without any reproduction. They are not big supplements, and they will not over-replenish them, but will moisten them silently and make up for the deficit in the subtle areas!

When Fusu had a direction, he immediately wrote a book of food supplement recipes in a few days, and thoughtfully classified them according to the seasons of the year to ensure that each dish can find seasonal ingredients.

On Ying Zheng's birthday, Fusu went over to ask for a meeting early in the morning and presented the birthday gift he had carefully prepared.

Seeing that Fusu had presented him with this recipe, Ying Zheng looked through it curiously and found that the names of the dishes inside were quite unfamiliar, and some even had brand new cooking utensils. He said wonderingly: "Is this what the immortals taught you?"

Fusu nodded.

No matter whether it is a master or a senior brother, it is said that it is all immortals.

Fusu briefly introduced to Ying Zheng, saying that these food supplement recipes seem ordinary, but in fact they are very effective for common worries such as the physical deficiency and the weak Yang Yuan. Eating them from time to time on weekdays can prolong life and boost your vigor.

When Fusu said these words, his expression was still the same serious look, and his eyes were clear and clear. He didn't look like he was talking about the dangerous topic of his father's body being hollowed out and needed to make up for it.

Ying Zheng listened to Fusu's introduction of the recipe given by the immortal at first. As he listened, his face gradually became darker and darker.

Where can I tell this bastard that his strength no longer needs to be supplemented?!

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Fu Xiaosu: After some scientific analysis, the child found that his father needed to supplement his father!
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