Chapter Ninety-three: "Dian Jie Yu" [4k, third update, please subscribe]

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As soon as Ying Zheng's voice appeared, the three drunkards instantly sobered up.

Li Si paused silently, the expression on his face blocked by the shadows under the night.

Wang Jian smiled sarcastically.

Only Chen Ke looked calm.

He took a step forward and looked at Ying Zheng walking towards him, smiling as if he hadn't woken up from the wine.

"Ah? Your Majesty?"

"I see your majesty, your majesty will last ten thousand years, and the Qin Dynasty will last ten thousand years——"

Chen Ke's body was swaying, as if he was unsteady on his feet, but there was nothing wrong with his etiquette.

"Your Majesty is very happy to have a talented person today. I thought that Your Majesty would hold candlelight talks with the talented person at night."

He pointed at the three people present and said with emotion and a bit of resentment in his tone: "So, I and the three "old people" are drinking and getting drunk again. "

"How dare you let His Majesty hear this?"

"Wouldn't that taint His Majesty's ears?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Chen Ke and rolled his eyes.

At this time, Ying Zheng was wearing ordinary clothes, and the majestic and solemn aura he had during the day was gone.

There is a dull, ordinary, ordinary aura all over his body.

He was like a member of the drinking party in the dark night.

"You're such a slippery man."

"I haven't said anything yet, but you're a cunning guy who keeps chattering as if I'm going to do something to you."

Ying Zheng walked forward and sat casually next to Wang Jian.

"Come, come, let's drink together, let's drink together."

His whole body was relaxed.

"I have been restrained for too long on weekdays, and I have long felt uncomfortable."

"It's just that all of you, in the past, ran away when you saw me, as if I could eat people."

Ying Zheng said as he picked up the wine cup.

"Li Si, tell me, can I eat people?"

Li Si laughed sarcastically: "Your Majesty is joking. Your Majesty is so approachable, why can you eat people?"

"Consider it a misinformation."

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian again. At this time, Wang Jian didn't know whether he was more drunk or something, and he laughed immediately.

"Your Majesty, I haven't had a drink with your Majesty for a long time."

"Your Majesty is here today. It really makes me happy. I'll have a drink first."

With that said, Wang Jian drank the wine in the glass directly.

Chen Ke was also standing under the moonlight at this time, and his figure looked very lingering.

"The moonlight is like water. It is our blessing to have your majesty drink and have fun with us today."

His brows seemed to be melted with honey, and he looked lingering.

Fusu sat aside with a calm face as he watched his teacher, the general of Great Qin, the prime minister of Great Qin, and the first emperor of Great Qin drinking and having fun.

The four people laughed and cursed, having a good time.

After a long time, everyone drank more and more wine. Wang Jian stood up with a sword and stood in the center.

The sword light flickered with the moonlight, and a sword dance happened to flow.

Fusu was holding a cup in his hand. Even if he didn't drink often, he had one or two drinks today in this atmosphere.

...........

"hiss."

"It hurts."

Chen Ke climbed up from the bed and pressed his forehead with a helpless look on his face.

The memories of last night crawled out of the depths of my mind little by little.

Last night, they drank with the First Emperor. The four of them drank until they were happy and even sang loudly.

Chen Ke sat on the bed and looked out the window silently.

The window was open. He had previously ordered his servants to open the window every morning in spring, summer and autumn.

At this time, it was raining heavily outside the window.

For a moment, Chen Ke felt that the rain outside the window was a little lingering, and he seemed to have a little more connection with the world.

Chen Ke was wrapped in quilt like this, silently looking at the rain outside the window.

A word lingers in my heart.

"Young man is listening to Yuge upstairs."

"The red candle dims the tent."

"A young man listens to the rain and is a passenger in a boat."

"The river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are calling the west wind."

"Now I'm listening to the rain at the monk's house."

"There are stars on the temples."

"Sorrows, joys and sorrows are always ruthless. One step at a time, every step until dawn."

Now, although this body is only in his twenties, he has lived two lifetimes.

But in the past twenty years, he had never experienced it in Da Qin.

After all, there is one

The feeling of "this is not my hometown".

"Dongdongdong"

There were knocks on the door, and then a thin voice sounded.

"Sir, Prime Minister Li is here to visit."

Prime Minister Li? Li Si?

Chen Ke got down from the bed, put on his clothes silently, and said while putting it on: "Prime Minister Li, please wait for me for a moment."

He sighed, walked away from his warm bed, and walked towards the wind and rain of the world.

............

"Tick tock tick tock"

Duanmu Nomad sat under the eaves, silently looking at the rain falling outside the window.

The raindrops fell on the grass, reflecting the greenness.

He whispered: "Teacher, is it really worth it for us?"

"Can Zhang Liang really revive Confucianism?"

Kong Xian sat next to him, with a slightly tired look in his eyes.

"Whether Zhang Liang can do it or not is not important."

"What's important is Zhang Liang's identity and the identities of others, isn't it?"

At this time, Kong Xian looked calm and looked even more cold.

It had been a long time since he had been to the Doctor's Palace.

Today's Doctor's Palace has already been split up, and it is said that the Doctor's Palace will be turned into a part of the "Hundred Palaces".

Since it has lost its original meaning, why continue to stay there?

He sighed: "Now, the world is stable."

"But His Majesty does not want to reuse Confucianism, nor does he want to give Confucianism a chance."

"With Li Si here, Confucianism would have had no chance."

Kong Xian turned his head, looked at Duanmu Nomu who was sitting next to him, and advised: "But if there is no Chen Ke, we can still wait."

"But Chen Ke's appearance tells us that we must not wait any longer."

"Otherwise, after the influence of the Legalists represented by Li Si fades, the Mohists represented by Chen Ke will be the latecomers to take over."

"Do you think Confucianism will still have a chance after two or even three generations of kings have passed?"

Kong Xian's eyes flashed with fierceness: "We must make a decision at this time to overthrow Da Qin."

"Then order Confucian people to support the next dynasty."

"Only in this way can the next dynasty have a favorable impression of Confucianism from the very beginning."

"Even if it doesn't work when the dynasty is first established, so what?"

"As long as more scholars are needed to establish a dynasty, Confucianism will rise sooner or later."

"As long as Confucianism rises, many Confucian scholars in future generations must defend Confucianism for their own benefit!"

"So what if they are no longer defending Confucius?"

"Even if they have their own "Confucianism", they must still wear the cloak of Confucian Confucianism! "

"Confucius is a saint! Seventy-two sages are saints!"

Kong Xian stared at Duanmu Nomad, his madness reflected in his eyes.

"One has a chance, and the other has no chance at all."

"There is no turning back when you shoot your bow. Do you want to regret it now? It's too late!"

Duanmu Nomad turned his head and his voice was calm.

"I have no regrets."

"I'm just wondering if it's worth it."

He paused and changed the subject: "Now, those people in the south are ready."

"As long as there is movement on our side, news can be spread over there."

"In less than half a day, the news will reach Xianyang City."

Duanmu Nomad closed his eyes: "When the time comes, as long as the tyrant patrols the south, he will definitely follow our plan."

Kong Xian just lay down now. His body could no longer support him.

"That's good, that's good."

He murmured lowly, and the madness on his face faded, looking somewhat weak.

.........

Zhangtai Palace

Ying Zheng pressed his forehead. After waking up from a hangover, he had a headache.

The maid on the side was slowly rubbing his forehead.

Fusu looked carefully at the essays of the students in the literary competition, and said with a smile: "Father, why did you have to fight with the teacher yesterday?"

Ying Zheng looked at Fusu, who was already complaining, and felt a little relieved in his heart.

Sometimes, what he needs is not a son who completely obeys him.

Do you still call your son like that?

Just another servant, footman, or even puppet.

"Didn't you notice?"

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and said silently: "The contradiction in your teacher?"

Fusu pauses, the contradiction in the teacher?

With curiosity on his face, he put down the article in his hand.

"Father, what's the conflict?"

Ying Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, but Chen Ke's figure from last night appeared in his mind.

Wearing a green shirt, he stood under the moonlight with a thin figure, holding a wine glass and looking at the sky, as if something was waiting for him on the sky.

Even though Ying Zheng had always believed that there were no immortals entrusting dreams with him, and that they were all belonging to the Mohist family, he couldn't help but doubt it at that moment.

"Your teacher is filled with a strange contradiction."

"He has all the desires of ordinary people, such as laziness, greed, and love for beauty."

At this point, Ying Zheng sneered: "Another example of being petty."

"But he seems to be disdainful of these things, as if he can discard them at any time."

"It's like these are just passing clouds in the storybook to him."

"Don't you think it's strange?"

Fusu was stunned for a moment, and then recalled it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

He said hesitantly: "Father, are you doing this because of...?"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly: "Your teacher lacks a bit of humanity."

"I don't know why, but I know it."

"Nowadays, Great Qin needs your teacher and those strange things that your teacher comes up with."

He laughed cheerfully: "As for where he took it out from?"

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Fusu also nodded.

Ying Zheng pointed at Fusu and said, "Keep reading, you have to finish all these things today!"

"Otherwise, the results will be released soon."

"Don't you have to realize all the messy ideas proposed by your teacher for your teacher?"

Fusu felt a little aggrieved.

It was obviously the teacher who suggested it, why should I come?

Father can't use his teacher, he only knows how to use himself...

But as soon as he raised his head, he saw Ying Zheng's eyes, and immediately lowered his head again, silently reading the article in his hand.

Forget it, just watch.

It's not a big deal anyway.

.........

Spring Breeze Pavilion

Chen Ke walked over quickly with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Brother Li, thank you for waiting for so long, hahahaha."

He walked to Li Si's side and sat down there.

In Chen's mansion, he had already installed chairs, small stone stools and other objects everywhere.

"I wonder what the purpose of Brother Li's visit this time is?"

Li Si had a narrow smile on his face.

"It seems that Brother Chen drank too much last night and got up so late today."

"But I had a great time drinking with Brother Chen yesterday. Let's get together tomorrow."

After a few polite words, Li Sicai then said: "But I do have something important to come here this time."

"Gene Era"

He looked at Chen Ke and said: "The Doctor's Palace has been cleaned up for the time being, and it can now be renamed Baijia Palace."

"His Majesty also ordered the construction of Baijia Palace."

"It is currently under construction slowly."

"It's just that the progress is slow. After all, this is the busy time for farming, so it's not easy to recruit corvees on a large scale."

Li Si sighed.

"Of course, these are minor issues."

He looked at Chen Ke and said: "The real big problem is the corvee in the Great Wall, Lishan Mountain, and Chidao..."

"It's hard to recruit."

"Brother Chen, what can you do?"

............

The autumn wind blows, and some golden leaves fall.

Ripples rippled on the surface of the lake, and then the leaves floated one by one along with the water.

On the lake, a small boat was swimming slowly.

A boatman stood on the boat and was struggling to catch fish.

The next moment, mist fell.

A scholar came out of the cabin. He stretched and yawned.

The boatman greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Liu, are you up?"

However, opposite him, the young scholar had a look of fear on his face.

He stared blankly at the lake in the distance, his face full of horror.

The sound is also intermittent.

"That, that, that, what is that?"

He suddenly fell down on the boat, and the boatman quickly turned around and saw a long black shadow rising into the sky!

Under the haze, he couldn't see the face of the thing clearly.

At this moment, a cry of contention sounded.

The voice was crisp and a little rich, as if it came from a very far away place.

"Yuzhou, settle!"

The voice was majestic and solemn, like a god above the nine heavens.

Before the boatman could react, the scholar had already walked to the side of the boat cautiously.

Looking at the haze shadow by the lake, there was ecstasy on his face.

"Did the Jiuzhou Cauldron come out?"

"It must be the Kyushu Cauldron!"

"There are dragons in Jiuzhou!"

"The Nine Cauldrons have spirit and have determined the world!"

...........

Outside Chen's Mansion

Several people ran here sneakily, with a little panic on their faces.

It's like they're not used to daylight.

One of them still touched the sweat on his forehead: "Hey, why did you let us come?"

"What bad luck!"

When he arrived at the door of Chen's mansion, the man stepped forward and looked at the young man at the door.

"My young master is an old friend of Shaofu. We have something to bring to Shaofu Chen. This is a token."

"I hope it will be passed on."

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