Chen Ke turned around with a respectful expression: "Your Majesty, it's just a grilled fish."
He smiled and said: "When I go back, I will deliver the fish myself."
Ying Zheng said meaningfully: "No need for the moment, I will eat your fish after the essay competition is over."
"Hopefully it's a big fish."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head, looked at the memorial in his hand, waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go, let's go."
"Don't get in my way here."
Chen Ke shrugged his shoulders, bowed and left.
While walking on the road, Chen Ke suddenly sighed.
"Why do you think this fish has any profound meaning?"
There was a smile on his cheek: "Actually, it's just a grilled fish."
Chen Ke hummed a tuneless tune and walked slowly towards home.
This person, no matter where he goes, will always miss a bite to eat.
Especially the Chinese.
Chinese people and Chinese stomachs will never forget the delicacies of their hometown, no matter whether they travel to other parts of the world or to other places.
"Let's go home and eat grilled fish."
Chen Ke walked slowly with his hands behind his back.
.........
Duanmufu
At this time, everyone had returned to where they should go, and only three people were left.
Duanmu Nomad, Yan Kong and Kong Xian.
Kong Xian raised his head, looked at Yan Kong sitting there, and sighed deeply.
"I know what you're thinking."
"But at this time, we are not sure of victory."
"Duanmu and I are too deeply involved with Confucianism, and our ancestors also sacrificed for this goal."
"So, we cannot compromise and must move forward step by step."
"Even if you know that the road ahead is a desperate one."
"But you are different."
"Although the Yan family has always followed the Kong family, they have not been involved in this matter."
"So, you can be on your own."
Kong Xian's expression was complicated: "Now, Meng Qiu, Zeng Lu, Shi Xuanni and others have decided to participate in the literary contest."
"Their position may not necessarily be consistent with Confucianism in the end. You are the only Confucian who is firm."
"So, Yan Kong, go back."
"Go back to the Doctor's Palace and do what you should do."
He smiled, and the smile on Kong Xian's cheeks didn't have a trace of haze at this time. It was a smile from his heart.
Yan Kong stood there with his back to the sunshine outside the window.
After a moment, he sighed and performed the master salute.
"Teacher, take care."
After Yan Kong left, Duanmu Nomad curled his lips.
"Ever since your ancestors, you have been partial to the Yan family. I didn't expect that at this time, you are still partial to the Yan family."
"well"
He sighed, as if he had been wronged in some way.
Kong Xian glanced at him and sneered: "How dare you argue with a junior like this?"
"Okay, let's talk about what we should do."
Duanmu Nomad touched his chin: "It's actually simple."
"After the literary competition, we no longer have any worries."
"Since that person is unwilling to continue following our path, we can choose another path."
He squinted his eyes: "To achieve great things, you must make sacrifices."
At this time, Duanmu Nomad didn't look as irritable as before, but looked very gloomy and calm.
This is the real Duanmu nomadism.
"With Chen Ke here, Fusu's temperament is almost about to change. This is absolutely not possible."
"In this case, we are just going to create something to make Fusu and Chen Ke have a dispute."
"Then, let's follow the original plan and let the tyrant burn books and humiliate scholars!"
Duanmu Nomad sneered: "Didn't Chen Ke make paper?"
"Don't you want everyone in the world to study?"
"Then let's ask the tyrant to stop this idea himself!"
"The students in the Doctor's Palace, as well as the people of my Duanmu family, are already ready to sacrifice."
"After burning books and entrapping Confucians, he let Confucian scholars all over the world spread the word of his name, and the name of the tyrant was born."
"They are secretly uniting the people of the six countries. Don't they want to restore the country?"
"When everything goes well, let that kid find someone to support him in troubled times."
"In this way, the new empire can still slowly develop latently."
After Duanmu Youmu said this, he looked coldly at Xianyang Palace in the distance.
"And the emperor of the new dynasty will definitely learn from the experience of the previous dynasty, but will not try to burn books and humiliate scholars."
"At this time, as long as one Confucian disciple can seize the opportunity, then Confucianism can take advantage of the situation and skyrocket!"
"At that time, the ancestor's last wish can be fulfilled."
Kong Xian looked at Duanmu Nomad, walked up to him, and stood beside him, with emotion in his expression.
"you're right."
"There will definitely come a day."
"As for the matter of burning books and humiliating Confucians, we still need to discuss it slowly."
"Let's see how we can create a gap between the tyrant, Fusu, and Chen Ke."
........
Another morning
At this time, everyone who wanted to participate in the literary competition was waiting. They had already arrived at the place where they should be according to the previous announcement.
At this time, the place was already heavily guarded, and there were even some soldiers patrolling the venue.
This is a quiet open space with tables placed on it.
In front of the table, there are small stools.
This was made by Chen Ke before and dedicated to the First Emperor.
It's just right to use it here.
Xiao He and the other three stood there with curiosity on their faces: "What are the square things in front of you?"
Chen Ping had doubts on his face: "It looks like something like a futon."
"Is it for sitting on?"
At this time, Li Si's figure came from a distance, followed by many old Qin soldiers.
These soldiers were all fully armored and filled with murderous intent.
Li Si stood there, slightly bowing his hands to everyone: "Everyone, those who are good at politics should take their seats on the left."
"Those who are good at ordering troops and deploying generals will take their seats on the right side."
"After everyone is seated, I will read out the rules of this essay contest to you."
Although everyone was confused and surprised, when facing Li Si, the prime minister of Qin Dynasty and the leader of hundreds of officials, they were all honest.
Li Si looked at everyone's honest appearance and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, he was afraid of a thorn.
If a thorn does appear, it will cause a headache.
After everyone was seated, Li Si looked at everyone seriously.
"Everyone, His Majesty personally ordered this essay competition and even set the questions himself. The Prime Minister, General Wang Jian, and Shaofu Chen Ke will supervise the review together."
"Now, the test paper is in the hands of the original prime minister, unopened."
Li Si waved, and a soldier came from a distance carrying two boxes.
"This box has been sealed by Your Majesty and will be opened today."
"Someone, open the box!"
PS: The expected climax hasn’t arrived yet, I’m taking my time, but I feel like I can’t write that feeling... emm, I won’t force it.
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