After Zhuo said goodbye to Cao Shen, he left quietly. On the way to Chang'an Township, he had to pass through the Imperial Examination Prison. In order not to attract attention, he tried his best to remain natural and cautious, without any unusual behavior.
However, it was this kind of caution that was discovered by someone he knew.
"Brother Zhuo, where are you going? I saw you talking loudly just now, but why did you suddenly disappear? Now you are still so sneaky, asking, did you do something bad?"
The person who spoke was dressed in a Confucian shirt, his hair was tied with gray cloth, and his expression was a little unkind.
Zhuo secretly thought that he was unlucky to have met this enemy. This person happened to be in the same private school. He could not be said to have a deep relationship, but he did not have any bad feelings. One of the characteristics of this person was that he liked to gossip.
With a wry smile, he cupped his hands and responded: "Brother Chen, what are you talking about? Zhuo just hurried back when he saw that the excitement was over."
Chen looked left and right, and saw that the direction Zhuo was going was not a book school, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "You lied, you must be heading to Chang'an Township, right?"
This road is not the road to a private school.
Zhuo was startled and immediately waved his hand, but he was not good at lying and felt unnatural, which made Chen frown.
"Brother Zhuo, brother Zhuo, don't think that I don't know. You must have gone to Chang'an Township to become a disciple of Li Zhao'er. You shouldn't have done it! You are a disciple of a noble saint, but you have switched to someone else. This is disrespectful to the saint."
Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable being moved out of the sage. It was good that he was a Confucian scholar, but he was also a disciple of Legalism. He didn't have much sectarian prejudice. His only obsession was to get ahead.
Why are you disrespecting the saint? There are hundreds of schools of thought, and it is not uncommon for one person to be responsible for two schools of thought. How could he be disrespectful? What's more, can Confucianism really make him stand out?
At this moment, knowing his intention, he didn’t want to hide it any more and said frankly: “So what?”
"You also saw it just now. You and I know which one is better and which one is worse. The steam engine is technology. I think the Science and Technology Hall is good. Didn't the saint say that if there are three people walking together, there will be my teacher? General Li is knowledgeable. He can be my teacher. He is in compliance with the sage’s words and is advocated by the sage. How can he be disrespectful?”
Zhuo didn't want to be entangled with this man anymore, so he was about to leave, but was pulled back by Chen who looked incredulous, and shouted to the crowd: "We Confucian scholars, listen to what this man who deceived his teachers and destroyed his ancestors has to say. He actually said that he wanted to join Li Zhao's family, this is a shame for us."
Everyone looked over one after another, some showing anger, some showing disdain, and all living beings looked at each other.
The crowd said: "Bless me! Let him go. Although Li Zhao can guide the Mohists to realize the steam engine, what about the steam engine? It's just a trail. The trail cannot lead to the hall of elegance. One day he will be the master of Li Zhao's family. You will regret it.”
"That's right. Nowadays, the imperial examination is an exercise of talent. Everything is needed to govern the country. Science and technology are hands-on! How can it be as good as Confucianism and Taoism to govern the country?"
"He made such a choice because his brain was blown. Let it go!"
Hearing these words, Zhuo felt displeased in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly and threw away his hand, breaking away from Kai Chen. He ignored what everyone said and hurried towards Chang'an Township.
"Haha!" The people behind him looked sarcastic, and some said sharply, "This is the tenth time! Another person has gone astray."
"Little Li Zhao, you are really doing a lot of harm to people!"
The steam carriage completely disappeared from everyone's eyes, rolled over the stone road, and appeared on the dirt road, but its speed did not slow down at all, and even became faster and faster, slightly slower than a real carriage.
In the first carriage, looking at Xianyang City in the distance, Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed, but he could not hide the excitement in his brows.
This is a steam carriage. It can carry dozens of people and still travel at such a speed. It is really a great innovation! If this steam engine is used on a ship, will it speed across the sea? Just thinking about it makes me excited, and my anticipation becomes even stronger.
Suddenly, Feng Quji screamed, breaking his longing.
"Your Majesty, please sit tight. The road ahead is muddy and bumpy. Don't get hurt."
While Feng Quji was supporting Ying Zheng, he also stood in front of Ying Zheng like a human cushion.
Ying Zheng was also startled, and immediately sat firmly, holding the pillar beside him with both hands.
This is the outskirts of Xianyang City. Compared with the flatness inside the city, it is unsightly and the roads are in disrepair. Coupled with the continuous rain, mud and bumps, it is very difficult to walk.
The luan chariot that we usually travel in is so luxurious and stable, but we have to drive slowly and have to be pushed by someone to pass.
It must be very bumpy to encounter it at this moment, and it is packed with so many people! You may even be trapped and unable to move forward.
He was prepared to get out of the car, even to the possibility of being bruised.
(End of chapter)
