After coming out of Xianyang Palace, all the ministers lowered their heads and walked out. No one dared to discuss what just happened at this moment.
It wasn't until they left the palace that anyone dared to approach Li Si and ask in a low voice.
"Prime Minister, why did your Majesty leave Lord Meng alone?"
Li Si paused slightly and turned to look at the person asking.
"Your Majesty has his own considerations when doing things. Why do you ask so many questions?"
The inquiring official was stunned when he heard this, and then hesitantly said: "Prime Minister, it's not that I'm too talkative. The matter of revising the book is of great importance!"
"Logically speaking, this matter should be left to the Prime Minister!"
"No matter what happens, Feng Jie is a suitable candidate, but why choose Meng Yi?"
Although this was not said directly, it also revealed everyone's speculation.
This time the book revision has no chance with Li Si. Is His Majesty deliberately alienating Li Si?
They are all Li Si's disciples and former officials. It can be said that they are grasshoppers tied to the same rope as Li Si.
If Li Si fails, will he be as good as them?
"It's okay," Li Si didn't care about this matter, and the expression on his face was very calm, "Meng Yi is a close confidant of His Majesty, and he is not among the hundreds of families. It is most appropriate to leave this matter to Meng Yi."
"The Prime Minister's words are reasonable. The Prime Minister still wins His Majesty's heart."
After hearing this explanation, everyone seemed to understand and agreed.
But no one knew that Li Si was feeling a little uneasy at the moment.
Because even he couldn't understand why Ying Zheng suddenly attacked the Legalists.
First he repaired books, and then he released all the Confucian scholars.
All these incidents were beyond Li Si's expectation.
Moreover, as this series of things happened, he always felt that someone was helping His Majesty behind his back.
But he still doesn’t know who this person is!
With a heavy heart, Li Si turned around and left.
When many ministers saw this, they also had different thoughts.
But no matter how everyone speculates, they can't stop the book revision from proceeding.
After coming out of Xianyang Palace, Meng Yi did not go to the place where he repaired books, but went to the Shaofu again.
Because this time Ying Zheng gave him a new thing that was no less than paper-making!
The success of this book revision depends entirely on what is to be done this time.
Although Meng Yi was a little skeptical, His Majesty said this, so he could only do it.
I just hope that the mold Ying Zheng mentioned can be made as soon as possible.
Unlike Meng Yi who was busy in the Young Mansion, Ran Fang in Xianyang Prison was extremely idle at the moment.
Ever since he gave Fusu's biological father the idea, he had been waiting for news from the outside.
This morning.
In the quiet prison, there was suddenly a sound of footsteps.
Ran Fang sat up and looked outside, only to see the government servant at the end of the corridor walking towards him.
There was a hint of joy on his face.
Ran Fang stood up and straightened his clothes, which made Fusu on the side look full of curiosity.
"Sir, what are you doing?"
"Get up quickly, we might have to go out!"
The jailer came early in the morning, and he hadn't brought any food. What else could he do except let him out?
When Fusu heard this, he couldn't help but look curious.
Father wants to let him out?
Didn't receive the message?
Just when Fusu was confused, he saw that the jailer had come outside the cell and opened the cell door.
"Come out!"
After hearing this, Ran Fang Shi Shiran walked out of the prison. When he was about to walk out, he was shouted by the jailer behind him.
"What are you doing?! This way!"
Hearing this, Ran Fang couldn't help but look puzzled.
He hesitantly followed the jailer, but instead of walking outside the prison, he went to another prison.
This place is much cleaner than the prison Ran Fang was in before, and more importantly, it has plenty of sunshine.
The furnishings in the house are relatively complete. In addition to two beds and quilts, there are also a few tables.
It's more like a house with tall walls than a prison.
Ran Fang looked at the prison in front of him and asked hesitantly: "Where is this place?"
"Xianyang Prison? Where else could it be?"
The jailer glanced at Ran Fang with a strange expression, and then said: "I just received an order to change your boy's cell."
"I have been a jailer for more than ten years, and this is the first time I have seen you treated like this."
Hearing this, Ran Fang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
I originally thought I was going to be released, but in the end I was moved to a different cell.
Should you be happy about this? Or disappointed?
Just when Ran Fang was in a daze, the cell door behind him clicked and was locked from the outside.
Ran Fang looked at Fusu speechlessly.
"It seems that your father has tried his best this time. At least we have changed to a bigger house."
Fusu was a little embarrassed, he knew that this was his father's will.
If Ran Fang is not released now, perhaps his father has not yet figured out how to place Ran Fang.
"I'm sorry, it's my father..."
"Nothing," Ran Fang looked at his guilty look and waved his hands and said, "It's not my uncle's decision to make the decision. After all, the one we offended is the Prime Minister."
"It would be good to improve our living conditions now."
"There are so many people in the world who have no food or clothing, but we can enjoy this kind of treatment in prison. I think it's great."
Hearing what he said, Fusu couldn't help but be stunned.
"Why did you say this, sir?"
"Can life in this prison be better than outside?"
Ran Fang saw that Fusu looked unbelieving. He glanced at the food on the table and then at his new clothes, "Young Master's family is rich and there is no shortage of food and clothing."
"But among the people in this world, how many people can compare with the young master?"
Fusu was slightly startled. Although Ran Fang's words were true, he was the prince of Qin after all. Who in the world could compare with him?
But are the people really as miserable as Ran Fang said?
Seeing Fusu's appearance at this time, Ran Bang knew that this was another young man who had nothing to do with anything.
Nowadays, even if he is in jail, he has food and drink, and it is obvious that he has not been severely beaten by society.
"It is true that Your Majesty rules the world, but after all, this world has been at war for hundreds of years."
"The people's livelihood in the world is in decline, and everything is in ruins waiting to be revitalized."
"Great Qin has rich lands such as Bashu, Sichuan and Chongqing, but the old lands of the Six Kingdoms are barren and desolate."
"You and I now have three full meals a day, but do you know how many people in the world can't even eat two full meals?"
Hearing this, Fusu couldn't help but frown.
He always believed that the world was peaceful, and although the people lived a somewhat poor life, they were not unable to have enough to eat.
But after hearing what Ran Fang said, it seemed that the world was not what he thought.
After hesitating for a moment, Fusu frowned and looked at Ran Fang.
"According to what Mr. Wang said, all the people in the world are poor, and the court should resolve this matter first. Doesn't this book revision seem inappropriate?"
