Chapter 74 Ying Yingying [Jinjiang genuine version only released · Send corn, Ying...
The First Emperor, completely unaware that the rebellious Xiongnu prince was secretly complaining about his "old age and wild ideas", was delighted for several days in the Zhangtai Palace because of the sudden appearance of gunpowder products.
As the spring rain, precious as oil and fine as ox hair, falls one after another, the breath of spring becomes gradually stronger, and green grass appears everywhere in the world.
The Shaofu printed a large number of "Atlas of Wild Vegetables of the Great Qin Dynasty" and sent them to all the counties in the country from top to bottom, waiting for the wild grass to grow on a large scale in spring. Then, under the guidance of the village head, the common people could learn to identify edible wild vegetables and dig them to fill their stomachs.
Invisibly, the momentum of the entire Qin Dynasty is growing rapidly in a positive direction.
At the end of the month, after the "gunpowder" in the middle of the month, the forty-year-old Qin Shi Huang welcomed his second great joy of early spring in Zhangtai Palace -
Just because his good grandson Qin Ying gave him three bags of precious alien seeds.
After the bumper harvest at the imperial farm last year, the First Emperor, already familiar with alien seeds, looked at two bags of mixed melon and vegetable seeds. Then, when he saw the strange orange-yellow seeds, about half a man's height, placed in a transparent bag on the wooden floor, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of doubt. He placed his hands on his knees, half-crouched, and looked at his grandson standing beside his legs and asked curiously:
"Ying, what kind of crop is this bag of orange seeds from?"
"Father, the black bird said this bag of seeds is called 'corn'."
When Qin Ying heard her grandfather's question, she immediately tilted her furry little head slightly and grinned as she explained.
"corn"
The First Emperor muttered this unfamiliar word aloud, then stared intently at the granules in the transparent bag for a moment before he couldn't help but smile.
"Ying, this is the first time I've seen rice this big. How do you eat corn? How does its yield compare to potatoes and sweet potatoes?"
Last year, the yield of potatoes and sweet potatoes reached several thousand kilograms per acre, which had obviously greatly raised the Qin Shi Huang's harvest threshold.
When he heard that his father now used the abundant yield of "potatoes and sweet potatoes" as a benchmark for comparison with all the seeds from outer space, Ying Xiaopangdun wanted to laugh. After thinking it over, he looked at his father and said seriously:
"Father, Xuanniao said that although corn's yield isn't as high as potatoes or sweet potatoes, it's still a high-yielding crop."
"This tiny seed, planted in the ground after the wheat harvest, will grow into a giant corncob as big as a plump winter bamboo shoot in the autumn harvest!"
"The silk from the corn cob can be used to make tea. Tender corn cobs can be cooked or steamed directly and have a very sweet taste. If the corn cobs are older, the kernels can be removed one by one and ground into cornmeal or ground into larger kernels for grits porridge. Furthermore, the cobs and stalks can be ground up and used as feed for livestock. It's truly a treasure trove! With good care, yielding 1,000 kilograms per mu is no problem."
"The most valuable thing is that mature corn can be stored much longer than sweet potatoes and potatoes. Sweet potatoes and potatoes can only be used as vegetables, but corn can be eaten as a staple food like rice and wheat, and it can be grown in both the north and the south!"
"Yeah?"
Seeing the little guy babble out a long string of words to himself with sparkling eyes, the Emperor, who was already in a very good mood, became even more emotional. He couldn't help but shook his head and laughed dumbly:
"Ying is truly amazing. Not only was she able to obtain such valuable high-yield grain from the Xuanniao, but she was also able to explain corn so clearly, as if she had already eaten it."
Hearing the grandfather's obvious joke, Qin Ying tilted her head back and said to him with a bright smile:
"Grandfather, although I have never eaten corn in this life, I have dreamed of it many times. When I met it again in this life, I felt that I had eaten it often in my previous life. When I heard Xuanniao's introduction, I felt familiar with it and wrote down all the details."
"Hahahahahahaha", upon hearing the little guy's babyish yet serious answer, the First Emperor couldn't hold back any longer and laughed out loud with joy.
Meng Yi, standing aside, watched the natural and intimate interaction between the grandfather and grandson, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:
[It has been a long time since I have seen His Majesty smile so happily.]
[Since the birth of the Emperor's eldest grandson last year, Your Majesty has visibly smiled more and more. The Emperor's eldest grandson is truly a lucky star for the Qin Empire and for Your Majesty!]
The First Emperor, who could not hear the sighs of his trusted internal historian, was in a very happy mood. After the laughter stopped, he turned to Meng Yi and said:
"Yi, you will arrange for a few soldiers to deliver these three bags of seeds to the imperial farm and hand them over to the grain official. Have Xu Qing lead the agricultural disciples to cultivate these three bags of seeds this year."
"promise."
Meng Yi quickly leaned forward to agree.
After arranging the seeds, the First Emperor reached out and took his grandson into his arms. He stood up straight, looked at the little guy and smiled softly:
"Ying gave Grandpa two big surprises this spring. How about giving Ying a gift in return?"
When the little fat boy Ying heard this, his pair of almond-shaped eyes, which were exactly the same as his grandfather's, instantly became as bright as stars.
A gift!
As early as last year, his grandfather had named him "Lord of Anguo" and awarded him an entire county as his fief. It is no exaggeration to say that his current small treasury is larger than the total property of his father, seventeen uncles, and ten aunts.
Qin Ying, who had everything he needed, couldn't think of what gift his grandfather would give him. So he looked at his handsome face with stars in his eyes and asked expectantly in his baby voice:
"Father, what gift do you want to give to your grandson?"
The First Emperor curled his lips, looked at his beloved grandson with eyes full of doting, and replied with a smile:
"By the summer, I will be a year and a half old. Grandfather has thought about it and decided to start my education in early February. I'll first send eleven knowledgeable teachers to the side hall of Zhangtai Palace to teach me. Is that okay?"
"You are so smart, you deserve to be taught alone, instead of having to study with your uncles and aunts in the Diligent Learning Palace. You should be happy."
Hearing what her grandfather said, Qin Ying, who had never expected the gift to be "school", was so shocked that her pupils trembled. Her furry little head unconsciously tilted back, and her face was filled with four big words - I can't believe it!
What?
Did he hear it right?
Did his grandfather, who loved him so much, let him carry a small schoolbag and start attending the "one-on-eleven" "Weiwei Ai Pi" class with eleven teachers at the age of one year and four months?
Is this true?
Qin Ying blinked her big eyes and looked at her grandfather, then at Meng Yi.
Meng Neishi was also shocked by His Majesty's sudden words. His Majesty wanted to arrange for eleven teachers to teach the eldest grandson alone in the side hall of Zhangtai Palace. Isn't this the treatment of the "Crown Prince"?
Is His Majesty planning to give up on the eldest son?
As the emperor's confidant of the Meng family, Meng Neishi could not help but lower his eyes and think deeply.
Should he go back and persuade his family to change their ways and place their bet on the "eldest grandson of the emperor" early, or should he continue to waste his time on the eldest son?
This is a major issue that requires careful decision!
Qin Shi Huang, who loved reading and learning throughout his life, sincerely believed that his grandson was a person who was extremely eager to make progress, just like him.
Seeing his grandson was speechless with surprise after hearing his words, the First Emperor smiled and said:
"Ying has wanted to open her mind for a long time."
Sooner or later, you have to "go to school." After Qin Ying was surprised, she calmed down and looked at her father in confusion and asked:
"Father, what do you want to learn?"
"Learn the languages of the Seven Heroes, the Six Arts of a Gentleman, the various schools of thought, historical books of all dynasties, and the ways of the emperor."
"I will arrange for a special teacher to teach you the first three subjects, and I will teach you the last two subjects myself."
Hearing the grandfather's lips lightly touch and then mentioning these more challenging courses, Ying Xiaochubby's eyes widened in shock. Wasn't he going to "kindergarten"? Why did the grandfather treat him like a "high school student" right from the start?
No, is that right?!
Seeing that the little guy seemed frightened by these lessons, the First Emperor smiled and coaxed him:
"Don't worry, Ying. You won't have to learn all of these courses at once. Your teachers will arrange them according to your age and teach you gradually."
[That's more like it.]
Qin Ying heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and nodded and smiled obediently:
"Thank you, Father. I will continue to study."
Seeing his grandson making such progress, the smile in Qin Shi Huang's eyes became even brighter.
Meng Yi, who was standing aside and listening to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, was already so shocked that he was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
If he saw correctly, the little prince's diaper was still in his crotchless pants, and he still had milk powder, right?!
Looking at the chubby little boy's adorable smile, Meng Yi sighed inwardly. Alas, this little prince, still in diapers, is clearly suffering from his young age! He has no idea that the workload he's scheduled for is more than double what his father had to endure in school!
Not to mention other courses, just talking about the languages of the Seven Kingdoms, apart from Your Majesty who is proficient in them, the eldest prince only knows the languages of the five kingdoms: Qin, Zhao, Han, Wei, and Chu. The little grandson of the emperor speaks the "language of the Seven Kingdoms" right from the start. Well... I can only say that Your Majesty has high hopes for the eldest grandson of the emperor!
Qin Ying, who was completely deaf to Meng Yi's inner thoughts, was foolishly led by her grandfather to a seemingly endless road of study.
The grandfather and grandson reached a consensus. When Fusu and Wang Ling learned that their son was going to school in early February, Qin Ying was already sitting in the side hall of Zhangtai Palace and seeing his eleven teachers.
From the Legalists to the Confucians, from Lao Liaotou to Lao Zetou, from the Chu teacher to the Qi teacher, eleven teachers, ten old men and one strong man, six of them are acquaintances.
From now on, the little fat boy will have something to say——
When I was young, the Minister of Justice Li Si personally taught me Legalism, the Grand Marshal Liao taught me the contents of military science, the veteran minister of four dynasties, Lord Gangcheng Cai Ze, taught me Miscellaneous School of Thought, the Minister of Grain Xu Wang spread the core ideas of the Agricultural School to me, and my father's teacher Chunyu Yue also wanted to secretly lure me into the palace of Confucianism.
The doctor from Linzi taught me Qi language, the doctor from Xinzheng taught me Central Plains Korean, and the doctor from Yingdu explained to me the Chu language that sounds like a bird.
Wearing diapers and holding a bottle, I learned Wei language from the doctor from Daliang, and learned Yan language from the doctor from Jidu. The internal historian Meng Yi personally taught me Qin language, an old Qin person. Even my father, who was busy with all kinds of affairs every day, would take out an hour and a half to tell me history and teach me the ways of being an emperor.
My biological father never lived in the Zhangtai Palace in his entire life, but I have been going there almost every day since I was six months old.
The side hall of Zhangtai Palace was where I studied and took a nap, and the restaurant of Zhangtai Palace was where I had meals with my grandfather.
I've been to every corner of the Zhangtai Palace! I know which way to go with my eyes closed!
I treated every large pillar that several adults could not wrap their arms around as the "unknown but timeless historical pillar" that my grandfather was chased around many years ago by the swordsman Jing Ke holding a precious brand-name dagger forged by Mrs. Xu. I ran around it devoutly, replicating my grandson's precious check-in.
In March, the spring sunshine is warm outside the window, while the tiny dust particles inside the window are dancing in the beams of light.
In the spring of the 27th year of the reign of Emperor Qin Shi Huang, the one-year-and-five-month-old chubby Ying's free and easy life as a baby, rolling around in the water while drinking milk, was completely gone. Instead, he was faced with endless learning, truly endless learning!
Every day when he opens his eyes, the little fat boy has to have an eleven-on-one "Weiweiweiaipi" supreme member meeting with his eleven teachers!
The main point is that today is not in vain, no one comes in vain~
tassel!
Ohhhhh~
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