Chapter 11 Qin 11
Under Zhao's watchful eye, Ying Zheng continued to discuss the scripts of the seven states with the Master.
At first, he would occasionally pay attention to the stares from the side, but after a while, he stopped caring about it.
After listening to Ying Zheng's thoughts, although it was just a casual chat between master and disciple, Zhao felt that if he were to find a word to match this Qin brat, it would definitely be the word "ambition".
When different languages exist in the world, making communication and learning difficult, ordinary people will think about learning more languages and take pride in being proficient in multiple languages.
But Ying Zheng was different. He thought that if there was only one written language in the world, then he wouldn't have to learn other languages.
Although he was a prince of Qin, he was in a foreign land, but he still unconsciously had such thoughts and reflections.
Perhaps he himself has not yet realized that a unified written language is more suitable for a unified dynasty.
It was also suitable to clip the wings of other countries' consciousness and weaken them. Therefore, when Zhao heard Ying Zheng's speech, it was very displeased, but it had to admit that abolishing superfluous characters and making the world use a unified script was the beginning of a country's strength.
Key point: one
Even more coincidentally, this country is not hers.
Zhao chuckled softly twice, the meaning of which was unclear. Even Ying Zheng's attention was drawn to him for a moment. Before he could figure out what "madness" this man was going through, he was once again completely absorbed by what the Master was saying and discussing.
Zhao: "Hehe."
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He learned a lot today, until Zhao Ji sent a maid to remind him that it was time for dinner.
The long-running class finally ended, and the teacher was invited to stay for dinner. Zhao stood up and turned his head slightly to look at the backs of Ying Zheng and the teacher as they left the room.
"You can tell a person's future from age three, and their character from age seven..." The clear, ethereal voice became low and hollow for the first time, and neither of the two who had already left heard these words.
“Now, at less than seven years old, he can already give the nation a glimpse into his future…” Zhao exclaimed.
She thought she really had no chance of surviving.
What can she do in the end? Is it a final struggle, or something else she can do for Zhao Min?
Zhao hadn't thought of that answer yet. She slowly walked out of the room. The sun was about to set in the west. Sunset is a natural law that cannot be reversed.
Just like her current situation, it seems that it has reached a point of no return.
However, it was absolutely impossible for her to persuade the King of Zhao to surrender and submit to Qin.
Although the situation was already hopeless, she couldn't think of any good way to turn things around, but she had her pride. She could die standing up, but she would never die kneeling down!
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Apart from being publicly exorcised by the King of Zhao last time, Zhu Qing'ai lived quite comfortably in Handan, the capital of Zhao, occasionally playing with children and traveling around the country from time to time.
Zhu Qing'ai's alias "Qin" in Qin was not doing so well. As for "Qin", there was no one in the country who could see her, and she was very bored staying in the country by herself every day.
And with the end of the Zhou Dynasty and the tense international situation, it's become even more boring to stay at home lately since I can't travel to other countries freely.
The only one who could see her was in the neighboring state of Zhao, so Qin was so eager to count down the days until her son would come home.
Of course, from Zhu Qing'ai's perspective, her life was quite 'colorful'.
Because she created several new aliases and is currently trying to go from running two accounts to running multiple accounts.
Fortunately, apart from the 'Qin' and 'Zhao' accounts being occupied, the other accounts are just temporarily AFK, and operating seven accounts at the same time is no problem for her at all!
She's a system now!
As a system, it's quite normal to have several subsystems; running multiple instances is just basic operation.
Zhu Qing'ai raised her hand and gently pressed down on the void, signaling to Tai Shu Jiu: "Don't..."
Taishu Jiu: ?
Zhu Qing'ai: "...?"
She sighed, "When will you ever act like a normal person? Talking to you like this is so boring."
If it weren't for the fear of some supernatural story spreading and ruining her image under a pseudonym, she would have already created a fake one and traveled to the Seven Kingdoms.
She accompanied Taishu Jiu in farming out of boredom, mainly sitting at the edge of the field watching Taishu Jiu work.
After all, you can't expect a projection to help with anything; she's just a weak and helpless system!
While working, Tai Shu Jiu asked Zhu Qing Ai in the private chat channel: "Then tell me, what would it take for me to be considered human?"
This sentence had no particular tone; it was simply a question. Tai Shu Jiu was asking sincerely, and Zhu Qing Ai was teaching according to her own preferences.
She said, "Of course... lively and energetic, and most importantly, we have something in common..."
She glanced at Taishu Jiu's current persona and waved her hand: "Being lively and agile is one thing, but it completely ruins the gentle and refined image. You could try to improve your language skills!"
[Host Taishu Jiu: Okay, Qing'ai, I understand. Could you please send me the folder numbered 7 in Database 3?]
Zhu Qing'ai sent it to him without thinking, and only after sending it did she ask, "What is this? Why is there a password?"
Tai Shu Jiu shifted his gaze, intently focusing on the paper in his hand: "It's nothing, just some useful information I collected before."
Zhu Qing'ai sat on the edge of the field, resting her chin on her hands and looking at Tai Shujiu suspiciously. She had a reasonable suspicion that Tai Shujiu was lying. That folder must be more than just a collection of documents. Unfortunately, she didn't know the password and couldn't force Tai Shujiu to tell her.
She smiled and said, "Not bad, you've learned to lie and cover it up. Being able to lie is a very important step you've taken to become human!"
Tai Shu Jiu couldn't tell whether she was genuinely praising him or mocking him, and after a moment's pause, he said, "...Thank you for praising me, Qing Ai."
Zhu Qing'ai: ...Never mind, whatever makes you happy.
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Qin Palace
Ever since he swindled the curved plow from Taishu Jiu last time, Ying Ji had been eyeing Taishu Jiu's things from time to time (crossed out), and he developed a fondness for talent.
I recently heard from my subordinates that they seem to have made something new over there. Ying Ji is itching to try it, but it hasn't even been a month since he stole the curved plow...
Even someone as shameless as him felt a little embarrassed, so what excuse could he use to steal things this time?
Ying Ji stroked his chin and began to think. Should he invite Tai Shu Jiu to go on a spring outing together this time...?
Fortunately, just when he was about to fall asleep, someone brought him a pillow. The replica of the curved plow that had been sent over earlier had made progress, but unfortunately, this progress was not what Ying Ji wanted to hear.
Because the replica of the curved plow had a minor problem, the replica made by the craftsmen was not as good as the original. The iron parts they forged were much more brittle than the iron parts used by Taishu Jiu.
If it were a curved plow made by them, the iron parts might need to be replaced after a period of use, but the original curved plow made by Taishu Jiu did not have this problem.
"Therefore, the craftsmen under my command speculate that this Master Taishu may have used some special iron to make it so durable, such as meteorite iron?"
Ying Ji's lips twitched. The people below really dared to think. This Taishu Jiu had been stranded in Qin and lived in the most remote part of Xianyang City. The land he owned was not bad, but it was not good either.
How can they afford meteorite iron with this?
Moreover, the person who reported this before did not investigate whether Taishu Jiu had any opportunity to come into contact with meteorite iron. Ying Ji was more inclined to believe that the other party had special means to make ordinary iron ore as good as meteorite iron.
If it were used on weapons... Ying Ji's expression was inscrutable, causing Gong Cheng, who came to report, to break out in a cold sweat, wondering if the king thought he was too useless.
He suddenly remembered how reluctant the king was to part with the things when he gave them to him, as if he wanted to sleep with the curved plow. Now he realized that he had also messed up his job.
The only good news was that the original curved plow was intact and had not been damaged by disassembly and research. Thinking of this, he raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat and felt that it was not the worst outcome. He hoped that the king could give him another chance in consideration of his many years of hard work.
Ying Ji was unaware that his son, Gong Cheng, had already imagined a short life in his mind in a short period of time, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
When the official who came to report secretly glanced at the king's expression, he saw it, but he couldn't understand it and dared not ask. He could only keep bowing and staring at the ground, pretending that he had never peeked, and respectfully wait for the king's next instruction.
Ying Ji tapped the table lightly with his fingers. Iron is lighter than copper and requires less effort to use. If the army could be equipped with it, it would be like adding wings to a tiger.
He had to go see Taishu Jiu again, not to steal more things, but simply to ask why the farm tools he had ordered to be copied weren't working as well.
Having made the decision, he immediately issued the order, and the craftsmen who received the order quickly went to find the main craftsmen in charge of the imitation to prepare to leave the city with the king.
The other attendant also quietly withdrew to prepare for the king's departure from the city.
As the powerful King of Qin, even if he went out of the city twice in one month just to see a commoner, no one dared to say anything. Everyone was vying to serve by the King of Qin's side.
Accompanying Ying Ji this time was Ying Zhu, the current crown prince and the next King of Qin. He had received the news too late last time and had no chance to meet this great talent with his father.
For the next month, he dared not visit Taishu Jiu behind his father's back, fearing that his father would think he had some bad intentions and that the throne he had already obtained would slip away. This time, he finally had the opportunity to meet this talent whom even his father praised highly. He applied to go with Ying Ji as soon as he received the news that Ying Ji was going to leave the city.
Ying Ji did not refuse, and took his eldest son with him to Taishu Jiu's fields outside the city.
At this point, Ying Ji assumed that Taishu Jiu was still in the fields, so he didn't even think about going to Taishu Jiu's small courtyard in the city.
Ying Ji sat in the carriage, looking at the crops on both sides of the road that were about to be harvested. He thought that the harvest would be in a few days and wondered if Taishu Jiu needed him to send some people to help. He also hoped that he could take some good seeds with him.
Ying Ji remembered the superior seeds he had forgotten about last time. He had been fooled by a treasure like the curved plow last time, but this time he wanted them all!
The grain was grown on the land of Qin, so it belonged to him; the farming tools were made from the wood and iron of Qin, so they also belonged to him.
Taishu Jiu lived in the Qin state, so... oh, no, this was to be left to his son.
He thought of Ying Zhu sitting in the carriage following behind, and then he thought that he should also make the Crown Prince give Tai Shu Jiu a promise that he would be given a high-ranking official position after the Qin King's throne was handed over smoothly and the political situation was stable.
The talents he couldn't possess were given to the Crown Prince.
He feigned sadness in his heart, lamenting that he couldn't find such a talented person to assist him in his life.
Ying Ji raised his hand to wipe away his tears, suddenly feeling a pang of sadness. He didn't even want to think about what he had already gotten away with, or the good things he wanted to trick into getting next.
He took the benefits; Ying Zhu gave him high-ranking positions and generous salaries. He had useful farming tools and sharp weapons. His sons or grandsons had capable talents. These talents received high-ranking positions and generous salaries, and the Qin state became even stronger.
A four-way win, we're so excited!
A note from the author:
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My editor said my copy was too long, sob sob (bursts into tears). I've decided to revise it again, keeping only the copy for the world I'm currently writing, and putting the rest of the world's copy in the pinned comment section.
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Li Ling's "Corrections to the Inscriptions on the Bronze Measure of Chu and Yan": From the inscriptions on weapons, bronze casting during the Warring States period was often divided into three levels: provincial supervisor, chief supervisor, and manufacturer. The provincial supervisor (the one in charge of manufacturing) was generally a central or local official, such as the prime minister, minister of justice, prefect, or magistrate. The chief supervisor (the one in charge of manufacturing) was generally a "master craftsman" and his assistant (in the Three Jin states, this was called "Ye Yin," and in Qin, "Cheng"). The manufacturer (the one who directly manufactured the bronze) was generally a "smith" (in the Three Jin states) or a "craftsman" (in Qin).
The text uses the words "工承" (gongcheng) and "匠" (jiangshang), but the word "承" (cheng) is unclear, as it doesn't indicate the profession. Adding "工" (gong) makes it easier to understand, but "工" alone isn't suitable for reading, so I just wrote "匠" (jiangshang). It feels like I know what I'm doing but I'm not writing it correctly (gets hit) (runs away with a pot on my head)
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There's a saying among the people, "You can tell what a child will be like at three, and what they'll be like as an adult at seven," which I believe everyone has heard of. It speaks to the importance of early childhood education at different stages and summarizes the general laws of early childhood psychological development.
The famous Italian educator Maria Montessori also said: "The first three years of life are better than all the subsequent stages of development, better than the sum of the three years until death."
The saying "You can tell what a person will be like at three" means that a child's psychological characteristics and personality tendencies at age three can foreshadow their future psychological and personality traits. From an educational psychology perspective, the period from birth to three years old is known as "infancy," the time when children experience the most rapid physical and psychological development. During this stage, parents' expectations, behaviors, and certain life standards are internalized by the infant as their own system of expectations and rules.
The period from 3 to 7 years old is called "early childhood" or "preschool." The saying "you can tell what a person will be like at seven" refers to the fact that a child's personality tendencies begin to form around age 7. Of course, "three" and "seven" are not literal references, but rather figurative, simply indicating that a child's personality at this age will have a significant impact on their future.
Personality: A child's personality is basically formed before the age of 3, and it does not change much after the age of 3.
Intelligence: 60% of a child's brain cells are formed before the age of 3, and the child's brain has a strong absorption capacity during this period.
(Some dead knowledge began to attack the author, reminding me of the pain I felt when I studied education...)
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