Chapter 1: Transmigrating into Another World [Jinjiang Authentic Edition Exclusive Release·His grandfather actually...



Chapter 1: Transmigrating into Another World [Jinjiang Authentic Edition Exclusive Release·His grandfather actually...

On an early summer morning, golden sunlight shines through the half-open carved wooden window into an inner room with a simple and elegant decoration.

A little baby with black hair and wearing a beige dress was crawling on the smooth waxed wooden floor with his hands and feet, grunting and wheezing, wearing a pair of tiny white silk socks.

Several young women in long skirts followed the baby carefully and closely, staring at the little boy who was trying hard to practice crawling on the floor with a smile on their faces.

[Half a year has passed without me noticing.]

Qin Ying skillfully walked around two rosewood tables, climbed over several exquisitely crafted seats, and crawled to the soft couch by the window. She looked up through the half-open window and saw the lush summer scenery outside with lush greenery, red flowers and willows. These words involuntarily emerged in her mind.

He clearly remembered that in his previous life, he had just received the admission letter from his favorite university. Before he could even warm the letter, he closed his eyes and opened them again, and was transported into this ancient and unfamiliar era.

In the first three months, his consciousness was always hazy. The baby's instinct completely controlled him, and he either ate or slept all day long.

As the long winter gradually passed, the temperature rose, and spring returned to the earth, his daily wakefulness time gradually increased, and the memories of his past life slowly returned, and he finally began to have the energy to look at his environment.

Although he became an ancient person in this life, he was lucky enough to be born into a noble family where they had no worries about food and drink.

His father was tall and graceful, gentle and refined, while his mother was tall and heroic, looking like a combination of a noble son from an aristocratic family and a beautiful daughter of a military commander.

Unfortunately, although his father was handsome, he was a homeless person.

For the past six months, when he was awake during the day, he basically saw his mother and several wet nurses accompanying and caring for him, while his father was busy outside every day. He could count the number of times he saw his father at home on one hand!

He even had a vague idea of ​​what his father looked like. This was not an exaggeration at all. After all, the baby's brain development was right there!

Thinking of his father, and remembering that he hadn't seen that man for half a month, Qin Ying's mouth twitched subconsciously, and he couldn't help shaking his furry little head, and he exclaimed in his heart: "Unreliable cheap father! Really unreliable!"

Seeing this, the wet nurse Chun who was following behind took two steps forward and leaned over to the little baby who was clinging to the edge of the soft couch and looking out the window. She smiled gently and asked:

"Young Master, you're tired from climbing. Would you like some warm goat's milk?"

Ever since he was four months old, Qin Ying had vague memories of his past life and was unwilling to drink milk. The wet nurses had no choice but to ask their masters for permission and switch the little boy's milk to goat's milk.

Qin Ying, who was holding onto the edge of the soft couch with his little hands, turned his head to look at his wet nurse's mouth opening and closing, and listened carefully to what she said. He could not understand a single word of the ancient language when he was just born, but after half a year of training his ears, he could already understand half of it. As long as the adults who spoke to him slowed down their speech, he could more or less understand what the other person wanted to express.

After understanding the nurse's question, he immediately nodded his little head, stretched out his two little arms, opened his little mouth, and asked the nurse to hold him.

Chun Ye picked up the baby with a smile and put him on the soft couch. He turned around and took the small copper bowl brought by the maid, and used the small spoon to feed the little master with honey water spoon by spoon.

Looking at the golden little copper bowl in the wet nurse's left hand, a hint of despair flashed across Qin Ying's eyes!

This isn't gold! This is clearly bronze, unoxidized!

Even if he waved his hand and knocked over the small copper bowl in the wet nurse's left hand, he couldn't find a safe and harmless utensil at home!

Ever since he learned to crawl, he'd carefully observed the area within his reach. Despite his immense wealth, his family couldn't find even a single piece of porcelain! Aside from a few large reddish-brown pottery flowerpots placed by the door, all other utensils, whether for food, drink, or daily use, were entirely bronze.

So many bronze wares with unique shapes showed that his family was of extremely high status and expensive, but no porcelain from the Eastern Han Dynasty was found. Combined with the large area of ​​black and red decorations around him, and the strong Shaanxi accent in the adults' mouths when they spoke, he estimated that he should have been in the Qin State during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period at the earliest, and in the early Western Han Dynasty at the latest. After all, in addition to the Qin people who favored black, the early Han Dynasty nobles also favored black during the Western Han Dynasty, which inherited the Qin system.

Unfortunately, apart from this vague and long period of time, he could not estimate a more precise time point.

Because his father was busy all day and never came home, and his mother rarely talked about things outside, he had never even left the yard at the age of six months. He had no idea what the world outside was like.

[Alas, I don’t know when I can go out and take a look.]

While Qin Ying was "forced" to drink goat's milk spoon by spoon with copper alloy tableware, a young lady, about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a black skirt embroidered with red dark patterns, a wide golden belt with a jade hook around her waist, and a top-quality red agate hairpin inserted diagonally in her bun, was walking slowly towards the courtyard where he lived with a frown on her face.

As Wang Ling watched his son's courtyard getting closer, a hint of worry appeared between his brows.

Since the beginning of the tenth month of winter (the first month of the year), his father Wang Ben brought his younger brother Wang Li and 100,000 Qin troops south from Yan, captured King Jian of Qi, and captured Linzi. After the five countries of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, and Yan were successively destroyed, the last of the six countries in Guandong, Qi, which was located on the coast, was also declared destroyed.

The thirteen-year-old boy succeeded to the throne. The king, who had been on the throne for twenty-six years, finally swept across the world and united the seven powers to establish the first unified dynasty in history - the Qin Empire when he just turned thirty-nine.

In the twelfth month of the lunar calendar, the king announced the abandonment of the title of "king" and the abolition of the posthumous title system, and called himself "the First Emperor" and was respectfully addressed as "Your Majesty".

The civil and military officials in the court, represented by the old Prime Minister Wang Wan and the Chief Justice Li Si, immediately started a fierce argument over whether the new Qin Empire should continue the old Zhou Dynasty system of "feudal system" or use the new "county system" in the future.

Officials from both sides argued for two whole months.

In the spring, his father and younger brother, who were far away in Qi, began to return to Xianyang with a large army, and the emperor finally decided on the "county system" that the court judge Li Si had advised.

Unfortunately, my beloved (Fusu)’s teacher was Chunyu Yue, a Confucian scholar from Qi.

Doctor Chunyu and Prime Minister Wang both advocate the feudal system. As the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, Liangren loves his younger brothers and sisters very much. Although he has never openly opposed Your Majesty's "county system" in the court, he has privately expressed to Your Majesty more than once in the Zhangtai Palace the idea of ​​granting his adult brothers fiefdoms.

Once, twice... after seven times, the stubborn lover finally completely annoyed the even more stubborn Majesty!

When Wang Ling thought of the news that the eunuch from the palace had told her a quarter of an hour ago - that the eldest son had offended the emperor with inappropriate words during the morning court session, and was punished by the emperor to be confined to the mausoleum of King Zhuangxiang in the northern suburbs for a month to reflect on his mistakes - she wanted to cry but had no tears left and wanted to cover her face with her hands in embarrassment.

My father and brother finally returned to the capital from Qi yesterday after nearly a year of fighting. My mother, who had been nursing my grandparents in Pinyang for over six months, will be back at the end of the month. And yet, my beloved was ceremoniously confined to the royal mausoleum by His Majesty today! What a horrible fate!

Wang Ling, feeling depressed, brought a few maids into the room where her son lived and reached out to push aside the pink bead curtain.

Qin Ying, who was sitting on the soft couch, lowering his head and drinking goat's milk obediently, heard a familiar sound of footsteps. He raised his head in surprise, and the next moment he saw his beautiful mother walking towards him around the screen with a smile.

Seeing his mother dressed in a gorgeous yet dignified manner, quite different from her usual comfortable and casual attire, he couldn't help but wonder: "Is my mother going out to meet someone today?"

Seeing her handsome and intelligent son, Wang Ling's depressed mood improved a lot. She smiled and walked forward a few steps, sat down beside the soft couch, lowered her head and put her face close to her son's, and asked gently:

"Eh? Is my sweetheart drinking goat's milk?"

As a child whose parents divorced early in his previous life and who grew up with his grandparents in the university staff housing, Qin Ying is extremely fond of his biological mother who loves him in this life.

Although his mother was smiling, he could keenly sense that her smile was somewhat forced. If he looked closely, he could see the lingering worry in her eyes.

She's dressed so beautifully, why isn't her mother happy? Confused, Qin Ying couldn't help but stretch out her chubby, white, tender little hand to touch her mother's fair face, and tilted her head in a baby voice, "Ahhhhhh?"

Seeing her son's cute and clever appearance, Wang Ling couldn't help but burst out laughing. But the next moment, she remembered what the eunuchs in the palace had said. She reached out and pinched her son's chubby hand, frowning slightly and sighing:

"Ying, your father... your great-grandfather is so angry that he's been locked up for a month. Today is the first time you're going to see your great-grandfather... him." (Ying, your father said something wrong today that really pissed off your great-grandfather. Your great-grandfather has locked up your father for a month. Today is the first time you're going to see your great-grandfather. Don't make him angry.)

Although he could only understand a few words, Qin Ying, who had guessed and roughly grasped his mother's meaning, was shocked when he heard this. His eyes widened and his pupils trembled. He couldn't believe what kind of unlucky, tongue-tied father and cruel, irritable grandfather he had encountered in his life! Just because his son said something unpleasant, a father would put his son in solitary confinement for an entire month?!

Is this my biological father? Could it be my stepfather?

Although I haven't developed much affection for my father who was always busy and away from home, he was my biological father after all. For people living in later generations, it was really strange that my father punished his own son by confining him for a month because of a disagreement.

Wang Ling didn't notice the strange expression on her son's face as he lowered his head in thought after hearing what she said. Instead, she started to seize the time and asked the wet nurses around him to dress up her son.

A little baby who was only one and a half years old did not need to wear any formal dress when entering the palace for the first time. He just had to take off his beige clothes, put on a thin silk hat on his head to protect the fontanelle, change into a black dress, and wear a pair of silk shoes on his feet. The overall look was just to make him look white and cute.

About a quarter of an hour later, Wang Ling, along with two wet nurses and four maids, walked out of the courtyard where her son lived.

Qin Ying was also very excited when she saw the larger courtyard outside the courtyard for the first time. She was held by her wet nurse and followed her mother through several doors, passed through a large garden with rockery and a stream, and walked through several winding corridors. When she saw the endless horses under the shed, Qin Ying was a little dazed.

Even though he had long felt that his family was wealthy, when he actually walked out of the small courtyard where he lived and saw the scenery outside, he realized that he had still underestimated his family's financial resources. This mansion was not only very large, but also very luxurious!

What kind of family is this?! The entire mansion is built like an ancient garden from later times!

After much difficulty, they reached the outer gate. Unfortunately, before Qin Ying, who was clinging to the wet nurse's shoulders, could look around, he was directly carried by the wet nurse Chun and followed her mother into a low-key yet luxurious carriage.

After the carriage slowly started moving, rolling over the compacted yellow soil, Qin Ying also began to count silently in her mind.

When they had almost counted to "nine hundred", the carriage stopped with a "whoosh".

It took about a quarter of an hour to ride a horse-drawn carriage from my home to my grandfather's house.

Qin Ying estimated the distance, and when he got out of the car with his mother, carried by his wet nurse, he saw the scene around him and his eyes widened in surprise.

They were actually standing in a long corridor. The top of the high walls on both sides of the corridor could not be seen at a glance. In front of them, they could vaguely see the intertwined black eaves of the palaces and the sky bridge connecting the halls.

This, this is standing in a huge palace complex! He, his grandfather actually lives in the palace?!

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