I met Qin Zhang and Qin Wenyao questioned it.

Qin Yuman casually picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, and said lightly: "Of course it was made by the child himself. It is related to the life and death of the Qin Prince's Mansion. How dare the child play?"

"I know you are incredible, but I don't go to the Jiaofangsi in my daily life. There are many literati and poets there. I often invite them to drink, and I will recite poems through my eyes. Is this difficult thing?"

Qin Yu said, and pretended to be a little bitch.

The copying of the article has begun, and he must pretend to be the last one.

Qin Wenyao heard the corner of his mouth twitching, and chanting poems was as difficult as he could ascend to the sky.

Qin Zhang was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Master, why don't you send this poem to Your Majesty on the title of Yu'er! This poem is well written, and Your Majesty may be able to understand the Master's good intentions!"

The Zhang family of Qin came from a noble family and was a lady from a noble family. She was proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and could also appreciate poetry, songs and essays.

She could hear that Qin Yu's poem was a masterpiece.

Qin Wenyao shook his head slightly and frowned, "This is a poem written by Yu'er. If I put it in the title, wouldn't it be a crime of deceiving the king?"

As he said that, he looked at Qin Yu and smiled and said, "Son, you are very happy for your father to have this talent. Your kindness is appreciated by your father."

Qin Wenyao is famously upright and can never do it if he replaces his son's poems.

"You...you are just a lump of wood, and you don't understand any flexibility..."

Qin Zhang was anxious and cursed angrily.

Qin Yu was not panicked and said lightly: "Dad, don't worry, the matter of writing poems is the smallest of the three things."

"If you can persuade Your Majesty not to expand your army to attack the grassland, but to allocate funds to rescue disasters, then the misunderstanding between Your Majesty and you will be resolved."

Qin Wenyao shook his head helplessly and sighed, "What you said is simple, but Your Majesty doesn't listen to me at all!"

Qin Wenyao said, a little angry.

He has been persuading Emperor Wei since last year.

The Great Wei just changed its dynasty in the third year, and the land was full of messes and everything was in trouble. It was not advisable to make a big move.

But Emperor Wei just didn't listen!

Qin Yu smiled indifferently, "Isn't it the Uluo tribe on the grassland that often plunders the frontiers, causing the people on the frontier to suffer. Your Majesty can't bear the humiliation and want to defeat the Uluo tribe?"

Qin Wenyao nodded and sighed, "Oh... this matter is simple, but how can it be so easy to do?"

"The boy has a way." Qin Yu said lightly.

"you?"

Qin Wenyao sneered and said helplessly: "Stop kidding, have you been influenced by poetry, songs and essays in Jiaofangsi, and have also been influenced by the national governance policy?"

Qin Yu's words.

Qin Wenyao didn't believe a single word.

Qin Zhang replied: "Yes, Yu'er, it's not so easy to govern the country and the people. You'd better not get involved."

I didn't believe it when I saw my parents.

Qin Yu was not in a hurry and said lightly: "Even if it doesn't work, the child can discuss with his father, right?"

"This is OK."

Qin Wenyao nodded, "Anyway, home is idle, come on, listen to it for your father."

Although Qin Wenyao is straightforward, he is not a cold personality.

Besides, Qin Yu is much more elegant when studying this matter than listening to music in the Jiaofang.

Qin Yu stood up in a fake manner and said seriously: "The child believes that there are two reasons for the disasters in the border."

"One is external causes. Grassland disasters have existed since ancient times, but they have never been eradicated. The Uluo tribe plundered the border of our Great Wei, after all, it is still a survival problem. Grassland nomadic peoples do not have stable food self-sufficient conditions and cannot eat enough..."

Qin Yu was talking so hard.

Qin Wenyao's eyes widened like a copper bell, and stood up in surprise, raised his hand to interrupt, "You can wait!"

Qin Yu was stunned, wondering where the cheap dad was going to kill!

Qin Yaowen looked at Qin Zhang and said anxiously: "Damn it, hurry up and prepare the pen and ink. Yu'er's frontier strategy may be really effective!"

Qin Wenyao is an old minister, so he is naturally in charge of governing the country and the people.

So as soon as Qin Yu opened his mouth, he knew whether this strategy was valuable.

Although he didn't know when the second generation ancestor in his family realized it.

But now there is no need to take much into consideration!

"It's the master!"

Qin Zhang responded happily, hurriedly ran to the door and shouted: "Lan'er, prepare your pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

moment.

Shen Binglan walked into the house with paper, ink, pen and inkstone, put it on the table and began to grind the ink.

Qin Wenyao held his pen and splashed ink, and began to write the border strategy oral theory that Qin Yu said.

As a military fan of ancient and modern times, Qin Yu was very proficient in the theory of ancient national policies.

He had a lot of this kind of strategy in his mind and could easily grasp it.

After one stick of incense.

Qin Yu stopped and stopped.

Qin Wen was so brilliant that he finished writing the border strategy and couldn't help but exclaim, "The ancestors accumulate virtue, and the ancestors accumulate virtue! My Qin Wang Mansion, the ignorant second-generation ancestor, is actually a talented man with deep hiding!"

Now, except for thinking that Qin Yu had deliberately concealed his talent, he had no better explanation for this.

Qin Yu: "..."

Qin Zhang gave Qin Wenyao a blank look and said unhappily: "What does hiding mean? Have you ever cared about your son? Have you communicated with him? Have you ever communicated with him about these issues? You spend more time in the Ministry of Revenue than at home!"

"hehe......"

Qin Wenyao smiled awkwardly and waved his hand and said, "Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety are in a dilemma, let alone educating his son! Although I do neglect discipline on weekdays, aren't the children very excellent?"

A poem, a volume of border strategy discussion.

Qin Wenyao completely changed his view of Qin Yu.

Qin Yu was calm and composed, and said in a deep thought: "Actually, my son has read a lot of books on weekdays, but it has not been revealed in front of others."

Qin Yu made up his words, otherwise this matter would be impossible to explain in the future.

Fortunately, the Qin family is here, so it is not an exaggeration to have such talent. At most, it is a slutty man who loves to visit the kilns.

Shen Binglan listened aside, frowned slightly.

Reading a book?

It looks like the same woman!

Although Qin Yu's frontier strategy just now also amazed her.

But she saw that Qin Yu was addicted to alcohol and sex all day long.

I don’t know how many slaps she kicked the door of the Jiaofangsi!

Immediately afterwards.

Qin Wenyao stood up, held the book tightly, feeling a little excited, "No! I want to carve the saint in the palace and show the frontier strategy of Yu'er to Your Majesty! Maybe after reading it, you will be able to figure this out!"

Qin Yu stood up and said seriously: "Dad, let the child go with you."

"You?" Qin Wenyao was stunned and frowned slightly.

Qin Yu nodded and responded, "I wrote the poems and the principles and opinions. Your Majesty will definitely summon me."

"Brothers fighting tigers, father and son fight, and the child enjoyed the battle for so many years in the mansion. Now that the royal palace is in trouble, he should be determined."

This statement is implemented.

Qin Wenyao was stunned and looked at Qin Yu in surprise.

Qin Zhang was even more excited and shed tears, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... Yu'er... Yu'er has grown up, really has grown up..."

They really didn't expect that the second generation ancestor who was free to raise the rank of the second generation would suddenly realize that the prodigal son would turn back.

But Qin Yu knew.

If the crisis in the Qin Palace is not eliminated, his future free life will come to an end.

And my parents treat him well on weekdays.

Even if he is a stone, he should be warmed up, right?

Hearing this.

Shen Binglan couldn't help but look up at Qin Yu: Could it be that he has really changed his temper?

at this time.

Qin Yu looked at Shen Binglan, raised his mouth slightly, and raised his eyebrows.

Shen Binglan's face sank again: No! This guy still looks like a prodigal son!

After discussing, Qin Yu and Qin Wenyao and his son entered the palace.
Chapter completed!