A few moments.
After being reported by his subordinates, Wei Liao, who was walking slowly and leaning on crutches, came to the gate of Guowei's Mansion.
However, in the past more than an hour, Wei Liao's mental outlook seemed to have aged by more than ten years.
With an exaggerated smile on his face, Zhao Gao did not enter the house, bow his head or hold his hands.
He said casually: "Wei Guowei, Si Mawang Chariot, your Majesty has never asked Gao to give it to anyone."
"How can a driver know the joy of riding in a car? I am not a captain of the country, and it is not my turn to be ridiculed by an emasculated person like you."
Zhao Gao's face turned gloomy, and he said surreptitiously: "We are going to Kuaiji Mountain, where the mountains are high and the water is long. Sir Guo Wei must find a driver from Xianyang Palace. Otherwise, Sir Guo Wei will be tired from the journey and he will be too old and weak to go to Kuaiji."
The orders of the CRRC were in charge of the royal family's chariots, horses and chariots, and all the royal charioteers were under the jurisdiction of Zhao Gao.
Wei Liao's face was full of anger, he picked up the crutch with both hands and threw it at Zhao Gao. When the crutch fell, it made a sound through the air, showing that the crutch was not just for show.
Zhao Gao stretched out his hand to intercept and caught the heavy solid wood crutch that Wei Liao dropped with one hand.
He quickly moved closer to Wei Liao, and Zhao Gao spoke very fast.
"Master Guowei walks slowly, and his crutches are very heavy. Gao Hui will report to Your Majesty the truth."
Let go, pull away, step back, all in one go.
Wei Liao paused with his crutch and said angrily: "Get out."
Zhao Gao said nothing and did not say farewell. He got on his horse and rode back to Xianyang Palace without anyone around.
The majestic and exquisite royal carriage, which only the king is qualified to use, was left outside the Guowei Mansion for all passers-by to see.
Leaning on crutches, Wei Liao stared at the Si Ma Wang chariot for a long time, and then called ten soldiers from the Guo Wei Mansion.
After boarding the royal chariot that only the First Emperor could board, Wei Liao sat alone in it.
There was no anger on his face, but he was full of thoughts.
The voice was full of anger, and one could tell that the speaker was extremely angry.
"Follow me to the Chang'an Lord's Mansion!"
豱辱辱辘~
Wei Liao's private driver, who could only flexibly control a single-horse chariot, was frightened and drove the four-horse king's chariot carefully.
The Si Ma King's chariot drove slowly towards the Chang'an Jun's Mansion. On both sides of the chariot were followed a group of soldiers from the Imperial Guard's Mansion who did not need to run, but only needed to walk.
…
Chang'an Jun's Mansion, hall.
"The atmosphere of the Great Qin Dynasty, Chang'an Lord should be fully aware of it. With a child's heart, it is difficult not to go to the battlefield."
Li Si shook his head, feeling helpless.
What is the culture of Da Qin? It is about martial arts, admiration for soldiers, admiration for strength, and contempt for anything except fighting on the battlefield.
Regardless of whether you are a fool or a wise man, as long as you are in Da Qin, you must fall into it.
Needless to say, fools follow the trend and follow the path of the great Qin army's meritorious officials until they end up in trouble.
A wise man like Li Si can see that Da Qin has such shortcomings, but he has to pretend not to see it.
Because this is the root of Da Qin.
Ying Chengwen was a dandy for ten years, and the officials of the Qin State regarded him as a son-in-law, and made no secret of their hostility towards him.
Among them, not many are actually hostile to Ying Chengyu.
What does it have to do with them that Ying Chengyu is Shuzi?
How many people would care about whether their neighbor's children have any future?
But they had to care, because the King of Qin wanted them to care, and the State of Qin wanted them to care.
The successive kings of Qin since Qin Xiaogong have been fueling this trend, including the first emperor Ying Zheng.
The whole Qin State was up and down.
This absolute worship of fighting on the battlefield must be formed to create a tiger and wolf warrior.
We must also despise a dandy like Ying Chengyu. If we don’t despise such a fool who dare not go to the battlefield, how can we let more Qin people go to the battlefield?
This is the culture of the Qin State. The culture of a country has extremely far-reaching significance for a country.
This is their strategy.
Let young people yearn for the army, develop love for the country, and have faith in the nation.
"He is ignorant and so are you? A sword has no eyes, so aren't you afraid that your son will die on the border?"
Li Si was silent for a long time, and then said: "That is also his own choice."
"Does this allow him to choose by himself? He is a child, he..."
Before Ying Chengyuan could finish his words, the instep of his foot hurt. He knew that Han Fei was stepping on him secretly, so he stopped talking.
"Please Chang'an Lord, please take good care of You'er. I am willing to do your best for Chang'an Lord."
Li Si lowered his head, very humble.
If I had known that Uncle Meng would bring Li Si out with this bottle of wine, I would not have gone to the Xuandiao Hall.
This matter was about to be settled, and Zhao Xianglu found out about it later. She was not allowed to assassinate me eight times a day, it would be too troublesome.
Ying Chengyu thought to himself, knowing why Li Si was looking for him.
In the Xuanniao Hall, Meng Wujing Yingcheng offered a bottle of wine, and everyone saw it.
In the eyes of Li Si and others, this is the most obvious side. Meng Wu is on Ying Chengyu's side.
The Shangjun that Ying Fusu was going to was in the northwest corner of Daqin, where most of the areas were the fiefdoms of the Meng family.
With Ying Chengyu's consent, Li Si's eldest son Li You will be taken care of by the Meng family, and the security factor on the northwest frontier will increase a thousand times.
"You came to my place, does the emperor know?"
"What can I hide from Your Majesty in Xianyang City?"
"You are a smart man. It would be more appropriate for you to talk to Brother Huang about this now."
"Si was in a trance in the Black Bird Hall, and finally understood a little bit of His Majesty's thoughts."
Li Si stood up and stood respectfully, holding his hands facing the direction of Xianyang Palace.
"Your Majesty has only the world in his heart."
"Oh, Zuo Xiang, let me tell you the truth. If I do this favor for you, I will have Zuo Xiang in the court, and I will have Mengwu in military affairs. If I am forced by my mother to get married and have children, I will definitely have children.
"I am so powerful and have heirs. If I don't have any evil intentions, I will also have people under my command. When the time comes to embroider a Black Bird Crown Robe and put it on me, things will be difficult to handle."
Li Si had a visibly lonely look on his face, and he shook his head with a wry smile.
"I know, I don't blame Lord Chang'an. Lord Chang'an rescued my senior brother, and I will remember this in my heart. Lord Chang'an will do whatever I ask for."
Li Si burst into tears as he bowed his head to Han Fei.
"Senior Brother is not dead, Si is extremely happy, and regrets that he should not have poisoned him. If Junior Brother Zhang knew that Senior Brother was not dead, he would be so happy that he would sleep on the balcony for three days."
Swish, swish, swish~
The brush leaves beautiful words on the paper.
[If you are not seeking death yourself, it has nothing to do with your junior brother. A junior brother saw Fei off on his last journey. Even if Fei was not rescued by the Lord that day, he would still die without regrets. 】
"Senior brother's words make Si feel extremely guilty."
At that time, Han Fei was sent to Xianyang Prison and sought death to serve his country.
Ying Zheng expressed his gratitude to his idol, the national scholar, and gave him a glass of poisonous wine in honor of all the idols.
He originally wanted to send him to Xianyang Prison in person, but he gave up because he couldn't bear to see his idol die on the spot.
Thinking that in the last period of the idol's life, he should try his best to make the idol feel better when he leaves, so he sent Li Si to deliver this glass of poisonous wine.
The First Emperor's original intention was that Han Fei would feel better if his senior brother Li Si was with him at his last moment, and he had no other ideas.
But in the eyes of Li Si, who loves to speculate, this is the First Emperor's test.
Test him which one Li Si would choose between Han Fei and Qin.
Your Majesty has so many subordinates, but he asked me to send my senior brother on his way, just to see if I could secretly exchange wine and save my senior brother's life. He was testing my loyalty.
Death of Han Fei.
It should be considered suicide.
But to say that Li Si killed Han Fei, from a factual point of view, there is no problem at all.
[Junior brother, please be at ease and don’t take what happened back then to heart anymore. After hearing what you said, my junior brother spoke to Chun Yuyue again and again in the Xuannio Hall, which shows my junior brother's character. 】
Han Fei patted Li Si's shoulder casually, just like he encouraged his subordinates at Jixia Academy.
Li Si wiped away the tears on his face with a simple smile that only a child could show.
"From today on, Si can finally meet Junior Brother Zhang Cang with his head held high."
【You always can. 】
"Jun Chang'an, senior brother, Li Si excuses himself."
Chong Ying became a dragon, Han Fei each bowed, and Li Si limped towards the door.
Ying Chengyu looked at Li Si's somewhat forlorn back, rolled his eyes, and muttered "treacherous" in his mouth.
"If you don't mind, Prime Minister Zuo, how about I place your son among Fusu's personal guards?"
Plop~
Li Si turned around and knelt on the ground with extremely neat movements.
"Thank you, Lord Chang'an, for your great kindness!"
Li Si limped out of the hall, and the drunkard in white entered the hall smelling of alcohol.
Ying Chengyu lay on the table and sighed.
"You guys are always looking for trouble for me and wiping your butts every day. If you want to make a difference and do something big, you can do it, but can you not take me with you?"
In this little time, the drunkard replaced the wine bottle with a wine gourd. He then sat on a chair and shook the wine gourd back and forth.
"Why are you lying to me, sir? Li Si is as timid as a mouse, and anyone who talks about mouse philosophy is also like a mouse."
Ying Chengyu grabbed Li Mu's wine gourd with his hands and was furious.
"I'm fooling you. Do you think Li Si is really afraid of you? He, who has risen from the bottom to become the prime minister of Qin Zuo, will be afraid of you, Lord Zhao Wu'an? Just think about whether Guo Kai was afraid of you in the first place?"
"Your Majesty is the best at sophistry."
"I can't stand it anymore. Nai Gong is really playing the piano to an ox. God has opened the war door for you and nailed your political window! This trip to the county, Stammer, please keep an eye on this drunkard. Don't let him cause trouble all the time. I'll go Let’s play on the balcony and relax.”
Ying Chengyu felt that Li Mu would be mad at him if he stayed here any longer, so he went out and shouted.
"Someone come and prepare a car, I'm going to the balcony!"
"Stuttering, did your Majesty lie to me again?"
Han Fei watched the excitement with great interest.
As long as you don’t say that Korea is not a good country, then you can talk as much as you like.
[No, everything your Majesty said is correct. Junior Brother Li traveled from a corner of the Chu State to the Jixia Academy of Qi State to study, and then traveled thousands of miles to the Qin State to become an official. How could a person as timid as a mouse achieve such a feat? There are thousands of people in Jixia Academy, but only a few of them can associate with Fei and be valued by Fei. 】
"I want to kill him, but he doesn't dare to get angry and keeps trying to excuse me. Isn't this cowardly?"
[Junior brother, if you want to ask for help from your Majesty, if you give face to Mr. Wu An, you will give face to you. Just imagine that my junior brother is so respectful to you and all your guests, so how can I express my attitude towards you in words? Brother Li, can you see that your junior brother is limping when he walks? 】
"It's natural to see it."
Han Fei smiled meaningfully and kicked Li Mu in the crook of the leg.
This kick was not very fast. Li Mu could have dodged it, but he didn't.
The pain spread from the crook of his leg to Li Mu's brain, and Li Mu touched the place where he was kicked.
"You better have a good reason."
Swish, swish, swish~
Han Fei writes like a dragon or a snake.
[If I’m not kicking you with the same force, I’m kicking my junior brother with the same force. Although this force is not small, it will not make people lame. My junior brother is by no means as simple as Mr. Wu An thinks. 】
"...Li Si has been pretending to be lame. Why?"
[To ask your Majesty to help his son. Junior brother's miserable condition was all caused by the Lord's residence, and his attitude towards Lord Wu'an was so bad. With your Majesty's character, how can you refute your junior brother's request? 】
Li Mu held his forehead, feeling drunk, and said in a daze: "...you know everything, why don't you tell the king and let Li Si achieve his goal like this?"
Tom~
The drunkard who drank an unknown amount of wine could not hold back his drunkenness and passed out on the table.
Do you think your Majesty doesn’t know this?
Han Fei shook his head and said in his mind that he didn't write this time.
After going out and asking two servants to carry Li Mu back to his room to sleep, Han Fei walked back to his courtyard, laughing as he walked.
Junior brother wants to surrender to the king, why should he stop him?
The door of Chang'an Jun's Mansion is open.
A driver drove a beautifully crafted one-horse carriage out slowly.
The curtains of the carriage were not open, and Ying Chenglong was sitting inside, looking out.
As soon as he drove out of the gate of Chang'an Jun's Mansion, Ying Chengyu saw Li Si at the door who had not left and was still sitting on the pony.
"Wait a minute."
The driver stopped as instructed.
Ying Chengyu stuck his head out, smiled at Li Si and said: "If the left prime minister is not busy, Chengyu will be the host, please go to the balcony to explore the depth?"
The water stains on Li Si's face were not yet dry, and they were obviously tear stains that had been washed away with water.
At this moment, his face was full of seriousness, his eyes were looking into the distance, and he said to Ying Chengyu:
"If Mr. Chang'an wants to go to the balcony, go as soon as possible. If you wait a moment longer, His Majesty's horse carriage will be here."
"Brother Imperial? Why did he come to my place again? Is he poaching all the time?"
Ying Chengxiao muttered and followed Li Si's gaze, seeing a four-horse king's chariot approaching slowly in the distance.
No, why is the Si Mawang chariot so slow?
Ying Chengyu frowned.
The imperial brother acted in a hurry and valued efficiency very much. He had never acted so slowly.
Turning his head to look at Li Si, Ying Chengyu sighed and said, "The Prime Minister Zuo is determined. I will personally give instructions regarding the noble son."
Li Si didn't leave immediately. He obviously saw something was wrong with Si Mawang's carriage, and he was here to give him a platform.
"Thank you, Lord Chang'an."
No matter how slow the horse king's chariot is, it still has four horses.
Half a cup of tea passed, and a driver whom Ying Chengyu didn't recognize drove a royal carriage and stopped in front of the Chang'an Jun's Mansion.
Also stopping at the same time were ten soldiers wearing the official uniforms of the Imperial Palace on both sides of the carriage.
Wei Liao? Why did the imperial brother lend him his royal chariot?
Ying Chengzheng was confused.
"You have harmed the country! Why are you still sitting in the king's chariot when you see it?"
(End of chapter)
