Chapter 37 The old man is lonely

Style: Historical Author: big bellWords: 2087Update Time: 24/01/12 09:54:32
Hearing Li Zhao's inner voice, Ying Zheng smiled secretly and thought: You just suffered a big loss. I really wanted to reward you, but you were too afraid of death and hid it, so I just let it go.

As for Li Si! He did wrong you. To seize his books, destroy his will, humiliate him in the fields, it must be nothing.

Ying Zheng thinks that if Li Zhaozhen had seized the classics and destroyed his will, it would be impossible for Xiao He to learn such extraordinary knowledge.

Not to mention humiliating him in the fields, Li Zhaonai, a young man, should guide his family in farming. After all, he still shoulders the important responsibility of the country.

The more Ying Zheng thought about it, the more he understood, and he looked at Li Zhaojing with increasing satisfaction.

What a nice person!

If Li Zhao could hear it, he would be extremely moved. It turns out that the emperor knew him, and he had endured so many hardships!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xiao Hecheng was frightened and quickly thanked him.

The emperor nodded, and the next moment his face turned serious, no longer gentle, but serious.

He stared sharply at Li Si and roared inexplicably: "Li Si, what is your motive for arbitrarily targeting and wrongly accusing Li Zhao?"

ah!

Li Si couldn't react for the moment. He didn't know why the emperor was so angry, but he couldn't help but think about it. He quickly knelt down and said with trembling hands, "Your Majesty, I... No!"

"Hmph! I still want to quibble, but I want to ask you, did Li Zhao forcefully keep Xiao He, did he seize his classics, and did he humiliate him in the fields? No!"

Li Si became anxious and banged his head, "I was wronged... I was wrong..." He wanted to explain, but when he saw Ying Zheng's scary eyes, he shrank.

Moreover, he also knew that the impeachment of Li Zhao failed again. After all, the parties involved were on Li Zhao's side and said good things for him. How could it be considered abuse? To put it nicely, it’s just someone teaching their family members!

"Hmph!" Ying Zheng waved his dragon sleeves, snorted loudly, and glanced at all the powerful officials, "What are your intentions?"

All of a sudden, all the officials were pissed, especially those who agreed with Li Si. Is Li Si getting discouraged if he doesn’t see the instigator? Why are they insisting? Otherwise, if they make the emperor unhappy, they will end up like Yan Jun.

"I was wrong." All of a sudden, a large group of people fell to their knees, begging for mercy again and again.

"Hmph! I'm sorry that this is your first offense and there are no bad consequences. Each of you will be fined one month's salary and reflect on yourselves!"

"As for Li Si! He will be fined for half a year and idle for one month so that he can take care of himself."

The emperor finally made a decision.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The ministers expressed their gratitude with tears in their faces.

Li Si was lying on the ground, not daring to say a word.

Li Zhao just watched like this. He felt like he was on a roller coaster today. It was so suspenseful. One moment he was impeached, and the next moment he was the one being favored. This reversal was a bit outrageous, but he didn't do anything!

No, yes, he read a book to Xiao He.

"Retreat!"

"Li Zhao, follow me."

In the government affairs hall, Ying Zheng sat majestically, while Li Zhao stood aside with his head lowered, not daring to speak.

"Li Zhao, what Xiao He learned was indeed taught by you?"

Ying Zheng wants to confirm that this study will affect his future thinking and should be treated with caution.

"Well..." Li Zhao hesitated. It's not that he doesn't want to talk about it, it's just that he really doesn't know how to talk about it.

Facing Xiao He, he could fool him, but this was the emperor, and if he made few mistakes, he would lose his head.

"I just gave you a little guidance." He could only say this. Indeed, he just gave Xiao He a little guidance.

Then I thought: Qin Shihuang, you are making things difficult for me! Can I say this is what I taught? That knowledge is so great that later generations will use it to create a great world. If you hold on to me for a while, I won't be able to escape?

I don't want to die in the hands of Qin II.

Um!

Ying Zheng frowned and thought: It's Qin II again. What did this vicious son do after my death? Even a little guy like Li Zhao is so afraid.

He was heartbroken, but when he thought about the great world that Li Zhao wanted to create, he cheered up again.

Just by relying on this knowledge, you can create a great world. What a great strategy!

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, so I asked, "Do you have any clever ideas for politics and economics?"

Indeed, Xiao He said a lot at the court meeting, but it was only a general idea and a concept, and it was far from feasible.

National policy is a matter of detail.

Li Zhao shrugged in embarrassment and responded with his head shrunken: "I am just a farmer, how can I have any clever ideas? Giving Xiao He advice is just a whim, and it is really not elegant."

He also thought to himself: Even if I have a brilliant plan, I can't say it. It must be noted that the implementation of a plan requires the right time, right people, and the right location. At this moment, Da Qin simply does not have it.

Take politics as an example. The powerful control all parties’ power, and the people are just objects for their enjoyment. How can we implement great policies? It must be noted that the basic political system is the people’s representative assembly system, which means that the people must be put first. The people are the masters of the country, can Da Qin do it?

Are those powerful people willing?

"oh!"

After hearing Li Zhao's inner voice, Ying Zheng changed his mind and refused to express his words. His brows were furrowed, as if there was a lingering gloom.

"Okay, back off!"

Ying Zheng waved his hands feebly and walked away alone, his figure looking so lonely and helpless.

Li Zhao shook his head and felt pity for the old man.

History books say that Qin Shihuang was tyrannical and only cared about pleasure, so he built the Epang Palace and the Lishan Mausoleum, which cost a lot of people's money and manpower; he imposed heavy taxes and forced many farmers to death; he sought longevity regardless of money.

But at this moment, it seems that there is a slight deviation from history. Let’s not talk about Afang Palace, Lishan Mausoleum, etc. He is quite concerned about the political and economic methods Xiao He said. It can be seen that he loves the people, every day and night. Being diligent and pro-government shows that he is responsible for the country of Qin.

Such an old man is really worried about change!

Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, and the emperor is no exception.

"Haha! What am I thinking about? The Qin Dynasty is about to be destroyed. What I should be thinking about is making more money and laying a solid foundation for getting rich in troubled times."

Li Zhao patted his head, smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but chant:

Silently walking alone to the west building, the eaves are like hooks, and the lonely sycamores in the deep courtyard lock the autumn.

Continuous cutting and confusion are the worries of the country, especially the ordinary feeling in the heart.

This is Li Yu's poem that he learned in his previous life. He slightly modified it and it seemed to fit his mood influenced by Qin Shihuang.

Bah bah! What kind of infection did he have? He was almost led astray by that old man.

He shook his head and walked away.

What he didn't know was that in the corner, a palace maid stuck her head out, looked at the blurry figure, and chanted along thoughtfully:

"Walking alone in the West Tower without words... I don't have this ordinary feeling in my heart."

"What a poem! Who is this person? He has such literary talent. Princess, I found a good poem. You don't have to worry about it this time."

The palace maid jumped on her feet, stepped onto the private path alone, and headed straight to the back garden.

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