The Qin Dynasty perished after only two generations? My Great Qin also needs an Emperor Taizong!

The black dog nicknamed Xiao Hei was happy to play with its young master. As soon as Ying Mu reached out, it took small steps and burrowed into Ying Mu's arms with its head on its hips. However, the young master was only a three-year-old child. In terms of strength, he could indeed defeat a one-month-old mastiff puppy when he was frightened, but how could he compare to the strong black dog that was almost a year old?

Before he could react, he was knocked to the ground and covered in dust.

Ying Mu cursed inwardly and reached out to rub the little black dog's head, but his fingers inadvertently brushed against the dog's belly, and his playful actions stopped abruptly.

"Huh? It's not digested yet?"

Touching the black dog's slightly bulging belly, Ying Mu suddenly thought of something, raised her hand and directly opened the black dog's mouth. Sure enough, she saw a few tufts of fine hair remaining between the interlocking canine teeth. She immediately realized what was going on. Looking up, she saw that the black dog had innocent eyes and its tail was wagging like a windmill. She couldn't help but laugh.

"You idiot, stealing chicken again!?"

He grabbed the black dog by the neck and strangled it. The dog whimpered pitifully as if it had been wronged.

After a moment, Ying Mu loosened his grip on the black dog's neck and patted its chubby, trembling wattles. He didn't mind the dirt and naturally reached out to help remove the fine hairs. Then he waved to the eunuch who had been standing silently beside him for a long time, "Take Xiao Hei away and tell those people to take good care of it. If it sneaks back into the chicken coop, he'll be whipped ten times."

"only."

The eunuch who had been standing some distance away immediately stepped forward, took the dog leash, and dragged Xiao Hei away.

Ying Mu strolled back to the courtyard, closed the gate, and settled down to rest.

……

"Amu!"

With a slight tremor, a loud shout suddenly rang in her ears, jolting Ying Mu awake from her dream.

"Ah—" He opened his eyes and saw a face right in front of him, which startled him so much that he screamed and threw a punch.

"Oh!"

Before the fist could land, Ying Mu heard a shout coming from in front of him.

"It's not a ghost..." Ying Mu let out a long breath, and then he saw that there was a child dressed in riding and archery clothes lying on his bed, clutching his stomach and crying. When he saw the child's face, he finally realized what was happening and went forward to help him up: "Wang Li, how come it's you? You scared me to death."

Indeed, the eight-year-old child clutching his stomach and crying out in front of him is Wang Li, the grandson of Qin general Wang Jian and the son of general Wang Ben.

Wang Li sat up, clutching her stomach, and laughed, "If I were a woman, you would have stabbed me to death!"

"Are you made of paper?" Ying Mu scoffed, her eyes darting around as she glanced behind Wang Li.

"Stop looking. I'm all alone this time. No guards are looking for me."

Wang Li knew exactly what he was looking at.

Looking back a year ago, Wang Li first followed his elders into the palace. The seven-year-old couldn't stand the loneliness and secretly ran out from the side hall. As a result, looking at the layers upon layers of the Xianyang Palace, he had the first thought that the Xianyang Palace was too magnificent and too huge... After a series of rash actions, he was attracted by the big black bird hovering in the sky, and the two met because of this.

"That's good, as long as you didn't sneak in like last time." Ying Mu reclined on the bed and looked at Wang Li, teasingly saying, "So that you don't break the Qin law again and have to go through all the trouble for your grandfather to bail you out."

"No, no. I know the law this time!"

Wang Li blushed, waved her hand, and turned to sit on the wooden couch by the bed.

Ying Mu rested briefly before sitting up straight. He placed a ceramic basin filled with wheat and millet in front of the window, whistled, and watched as the big black dog flapped its wings and flew down from the nest, landing steadily in front of the window and lowering its head to eat.

The two of them sat there, staring blankly at the lively creature before them.

"Shinjin Toshiya!"

Wang Li clicked his tongue and sighed softly. He leaned out and waved his hand gently, trying to take the opportunity to touch the tuft of black feathers by the window. However, the big black dog, who was eating, dodged him and almost pecked his hand. He could only sit awkwardly to the side.

"Watch me!" Ying Mu chuckled and reached out his hand as well.

Wang Li turned his head away in dissatisfaction, only to see that when Ying Mu reached out his hand, the black bird merely tilted its head and thought for a moment before nuzzling against Ying Mu's palm and then lowering its head to peck at its food...

The difference in treatment was so stark that it made Wang Li feel incredibly bitter.

"It really does recognize you!"

"Of course. Big Black has been with me since it was a puppy, and we're always very close!"

After a short while, the black bird flapped its wings and flew to a high place.

Ying Mu laughed heartily. After this playful escapade, the drowsiness he felt from being woken up by Wang Li early in the morning was completely gone. He straightened up and waved his hand to signal that the two maids beside him, Chun and Xue, should come forward with a copper basin and a rag. They then skillfully took a new robe from the clothes rack and dressed him.

It must be said that Ying Mu's inner robe was specially altered at his request last year when a palace attendant sent someone to inquire about his preferences for clothing patterns.

The clothing itself was modified from the original Hu clothing, and the final product is somewhat similar to modern clothing styles.

Anyway, no matter what, those leg coverings were at least part of the category of trousers with a crotch, so it wouldn't really make Ying Mu look like people from this era...

It's inconvenient, and I'm also really not used to it.

Although there were quite a few eunuchs and servants in his courtyard, the only ones he had truly taken an interest in and named were the two female attendants who had been sent by the palace to take care of his daily life after he entered the Prince's Academy three months ago.

These two maids, one working outside and one inside, also happened to become the stewards of his courtyard.

As for why he chose this name?

Of course, there are some reasons for that.

When the two maids first arrived, they were both young children. Xue had naturally fair skin and was very elegant, so she was the most favored. Chun was gentle and easy to talk to. What was most strange was that in this era where cosmetics were scarce and bathing was a luxury, one could find that she had a faint fragrance that was refreshing.

As the saying goes, "refined and elegant," so the two of them ended up with these two common names.

Ying Mu stood up and let Chunxue and the other woman fuss over his robes and ties, hanging up the sashes and accessories in three layers. That was it.

Then he rolled his face in the towel in Chun's hand, which counted as washing his face.

After a quick wash and rinse, Chunxue and her companion got ready and quietly went outside to stand guard.

"Any interesting things that have happened lately? Tell me!" Ying Mu stretched and walked to the couch, sitting down on the wooden couch with Wang Li.

Wang Li rubbed his stomach and laughed, "I'm still hungry, I'm not going to tell you."

Ying Mu exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!" and put her arm around Wang Li's shoulder. "So that's why you came so early in the morning! You're here to freeload! Finished your homework?"

"I haven't finished writing it, but I'm already prepared to get beaten up," Wang Li honestly shook his head.

Seeing Wang Li's relaxed posture, Ying Mu silently gave him a thumbs up. It's true what they say, a grandson of the first wife always speaks with authority...