Ying Zheng didn't care at all.
"How long has it been? Why are you so sleepy?"
He waved his hand, looked at Chen Ke sitting there and said, "You are just lazy."
"It's okay to be lazy on weekdays. Now at this time, you still want to continue to be lazy?"
"The literary competition is a very important matter in Da Qin."
"Now, Li Si, who is so much older than you, hasn't spoken out yet. Why can't you stand it?"
Chen Ke's eyes widened when he heard Ying Zheng's words.
He looked at Li Si subconsciously, but at this time Li Si had lowered his head and said nothing.
It was as if he wasn't the one who had been yawning just now.
Chen Ke turned his head again and looked at Fusu sitting aside, with a little luck on his face.
Fusu just coughed lightly, then lowered his head and continued to read the article in his hand.
Chen Ke's face was full of confusion. Why didn't this group of people know they were tired?
He raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng. Just as he was thinking of making excuses, he saw the smile on Ying Zheng's cheek.
Suddenly, Chen Ke understood.
It turns out that it’s not that I’m not sleepy, but that my “boss” doesn’t want me and my colleagues to be sleepy.
Chen Ke glanced at Li Si and Fu Su angrily. These two people were really useless! Why don't you dare to rise up and resist the unscrupulous boss?
He, Chen Ke, disdains the company of such people!
Immediately, Chen Ke raised his head, looked at Ying Zheng, and said confidently: "Your Majesty."
"I think your Majesty is right."
"You're so young, why can't you stand it?"
"Just now, Prime Minister Li and Master Fu Su yawned one after another. I just felt heartbroken."
"How can anyone get sleepy in such a great time?"
Chen Ke patted his chest and said solemnly: "For the sake of the great Qin, we must work hard day and night!"
His words made his blood boil.
Ying Zheng looked at Chen Ke with a half-smile. If these words had come from other people's mouths, they would still be quite credible.
Coming from this lazy guy's mouth, it's really not credible at all.
Even if he believed that Fusu would order the massacre of millions of surrendered soldiers, he was unwilling to believe that Chen Ke would "work hard day and night."
"okay."
Ying Zheng stood up and moved his body.
"It's getting late now, it's really time to rest."
Ying Zheng overturned what he had said before without changing his expression. He looked at Li Si and Chen Ke said, "Since you two are responsible for marking the test papers."
"Just stay in the palace and rest."
"When the papers are reviewed in two days, you can go back."
Chen Ke and Li Si looked at each other, pretended to be grateful, and left.
Fusu was about to leave, but Ying Zheng called him.
"Fusu, I've read about 100 of them today. Which one do you think is the best among these papers?"
Fusu was stunned, immediately stopped, and began to recall in his mind.
"Father, I think that among these papers, those of Xiao He, Cao Shen, and Chen Ping are the best."
"The next ones are Confucian Meng Qiu, Zeng Lu, Shi Xuanni and others."
Ying Zheng also nodded slightly.
It was these people who he picked out from these papers.
This shows that Fusu still has a basic vision, and the changes in these days are also relatively huge.
If it were in the past, I would have thought that the papers written by the other sour scholars would have been better.
Ying Zheng smiled slightly and picked up a specially marked paper from the table.
"This is Xiao He's volume."
Ying Zheng said with emotion: "Although this person's talent is still a little behind Teacher Qi, he is not far from Li Si."
"If there is a distance of one hundred steps in the world, your teacher should have walked eighty steps, while Li Si has walked seventy steps."
"This person is about sixty-eight or nine."
Fusu listened to Ying Zheng's judgment, and a flash of surprise flashed across his face.
"Father, do you think this person is not far from the Prime Minister?"
"Is this person's talent really so amazing?"
Ying Zheng nodded slightly: "Yes, among the top three people you just mentioned, Xiao He should be the leader."
"I even think that this person can be ranked among the top three."
"It's just that the ideas in it are somewhat Confucian, but I don't know what it has to do with Confucianism."
Fusu frowned, with confusion on his face.
Ying Zheng glanced at Fusu and asked, "Fusu, what do you think we should do at this time?"
Fusu pondered, and then said: "Father, although this person has some Confucian thoughts, he does not know his connection with Confucianism."
"Heibingtai should first collect information about this person and then make a judgment."
Ying Zheng continued to ask: "What if this person is related to Confucianism?"
Fusu frowned slightly: "Then, this person should be used with caution, or when using it, Prime Minister Zuo should check him."
Ying Zheng smiled: "What if this person has nothing to do with Confucianism?"
Fusu looked even more thoughtful.
"This person should be made to check and balance Prime Minister Zuo."
After listening to Fusu's words, Ying Zheng had a slightly relieved smile on his face.
It's not just Chen Ke who is teaching Fusu, but also Ying Zheng.
"In this way, you can become an emperor."
Understanding the way of checks and balances is the most basic and necessary thinking for an emperor.
.........
in a palace
Chen Ke yawned and tossed and turned on the bed unable to sleep.
He didn't have the habit of recognizing a bed, but he always felt that sleeping outside was not as comfortable as at home.
I can't sleep, and I like to think wildly in the middle of the night.
He touched here and there, thinking about random things.
"Although this silk is good, I still feel that if it's winter, it won't be enough to keep out the cold. It would be nice to have something like cotton."
“But where does cotton come from?”
Chen Ke pressed his forehead: "It seems to be Tianzhu and Central Asia?"
"Does Asan have any cotton now?"
Chen Ke looked doubtful.
It's still too early at this time...
There are many things that I am not sure about.
But Chen Ke felt that since he had thought of it all, whether it was there or not, he had to go take a look...
After all, it's here...it's winter...
"Ahem"
Realizing that his thoughts were beginning to wander, Chen Ke coughed dryly and stopped his thoughts from continuing to wander.
He looked into the distance and saw darkness.
I unconsciously thought of Confucianism again.
"What are Confucians doing recently?"
"When he deceived Yan Kong before, Yan Kong's reaction was exposed. Confucianism probably still wants to plot against me."
"Then what exactly are you trying to do against me?"
"Moreover, Yan Kong's expression was extremely panicked. If he was just plotting against me, why would he be so panicked?"
"Is it something related to His Majesty?"
"Then how should I deal with Confucians? How should I guard against Confucians?"
Chen Ke felt a little tired.
How can you guard against thieves for a thousand days?
"Are we really going to destroy Confucianism?"
"But the emperor will definitely not allow it."
"How about supporting a normal Confucianism? But who should we support..."
It was late at night, and Chen Ke gradually fell asleep while thinking and diverging...
