Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The clanging voice echoed over and over again in Yan Ce's ears.

Of course he knew the king of this parallel world, and he did it in the future.

Attacking the Xiongnu in the north, conquering Baiyue in the south, and building the Great Wall. Countless literati in later generations criticized their atrocities, but to this day, the continuous Great Wall has guarded China for 2000 years.

Yan Ce recalled the little knowledge left in his mind, and said seriously: "The mountains and rivers are broken, the nations are conquering, and after the troubled times are over, they will recuperate."

Ying Zheng evoked an intriguing arc, "If it were you, what would you choose to do?"

"political reform."

Yan Ce hesitated: "The law of the king of Shang is a wartime law, and it does not fit the situation of a hundred wastes waiting to be rebuilt. We should establish a complete talent selection system first, otherwise even the most basic management will not be able to be completed. In the long run, Look, commerce, that is, buying and selling, should occupy a major position, can it be replaced by regulation?"

Ying Zheng, who was originally just joking, gradually became more serious, "Talent...selection system."

"Is it wrong?"

"You mean complete talent selection?!"

Ying Zheng frowned, and his white fingers grabbed the corner of the map.

"For example, official or private education, opening up various majors for expansion, such as agriculture, mathematics and science, completes three bamboo slips every day, an assessment every seven days, a monthly assessment at the end of a month, and then a unified national examination every year to screen talents, The national exam date is set in July, and rainy days are the best."

Ying Zheng's thinking had obviously extended this concept to a deeper level. The sleepiness from earlier had gradually faded away, and now he began to mobilize all his thoughts to fully understand the indistinct words in the young man's mouth.

Talent...Education and Specialized Selection...

interesting.

There was an inexplicable look on the woman's suffocatingly beautiful cheeks, and she concealed this emotion when she saw the smug expression on the boy's face.

Then, she said, "Go and copy it."

ask ha

I won’t say much about the update problem. The main reason is that I am handicapped and slow to write. In a better way, it is a guarantee of quality. If I write a sentence, I think about it and tangle, and I will be anxious because of a verb, can you believe it?

I feel like if I do this again, I can't do it for the time being.

The writing is just like that, let me mention it for a while, I can't mention it, ignore it.

As for the sweetness, do you want to add too much, I feel tired if you add a little more, and it’s not that you can’t add it, or should you lighten it a little bit, will it have a strange taste, and you like it too sweet?

I still like the vagueness that is elusive, and the feeling that the cat can't catch it when he scratches his heart.

What kind of sweetness you will like, I'll take care of it, that's it.

If I want to burn, I have to think about how to write it.

Of course, the main tone is still relaxed.

Chapter 27 Future Dreams

The hazy night gradually covered the entire sky, and the bright and full moon shed its clear silver brilliance, reflecting the pale moon shadow on the artificial lake in Xianyang Palace, and reflecting the sparkling light with the long wind from time to time.

But the King Qin's inner house was as calm as the outside of the palace, except for the sound of the copper leaks dropping bit by bit, declaring the passage of time.

The desk was filled with cumbersome government affairs like a hill. Ying Zheng, who was kneeling in front of the desk, had his eyes so deep that he couldn't explain it, quietly overlooking the rolls of bamboo slips that were unfolding.

Ying Zheng is very busy, so many things need to be checked and reviewed by her. Occasionally, she may have a vacation, but it does not mean that she can stay leisurely all the time.

Education and Specialized Assessment...

She picked up a pen, hooked and scribbled these words neatly on a piece of bamboo slip. She could see how bold the concept was, but if she took action, it would be difficult. It is not an exaggeration to call it an influence on future generations.

However, how to implement it, how much it costs, and when will the benefits be seen, all need to be considered countless times.

Ying Zheng has foreseen the future, the talent monopoly of the nobles in the world will be completely reduced to the eternal past, and thousands of poor families will have another way of promotion in addition to fighting on the battlefield to gain military exploits.

The corners of her lips twitched slightly.

……

And Yan Ce held the brush in a decent manner, and scribbled the completely incomprehensible seal characters on the slip like a ghost.

Then write down the last stroke, this thing is quite a bit of Zhang Xu's madness, no, this time it should be said that the blue is better than the blue.

What the hell is this!

The ink marks of each character in the description are different in thickness, and it can be said that the handwriting of each character is different, which can anger Wang Xizhi and prevent Yan Zhenqing.

After finally destroying a bamboo slip, he secretly raised his eyes and glanced at the black-haired woman not far away, his white fingers pinched the center of the pen, patiently thinking about the concept with a time span of thousands of years.

The night after the torrential rain overturned gradually began to have a taste of summer, and the slightly closed inner house was filled with sultry air.

Ying Zheng indifferently pulled up the hem of his Chinese clothes by about ten centimeters, his snow-white calves that were slightly tight under his knees were exposed to the air, his buttocks moved slightly to loosen the suppressed ankles, and he followed his line of sight down. White loose socks wrap around the slender feet to outline the perfect curve, which is very attractive.

Then, she calmly focused her attention on the rest of the government affairs again, her frowning brows gradually stretched, the corners of her mouth rose, and a faint arc was curved.

Even through the black clothes, it is completely unable to stop the excellent figure that the teenager's brain has made up.

Inexplicably, a rude thought surged in Yan Ce's heart. He was sure that if he lived with this woman for a few more days, an important physiological function would be irreparably damaged.

The tree wants to be calm and the wind does not stop.

The most important thing is that this woman has no consciousness, let alone what she is thinking!

"Is there something on the widow's face?"