Yong Temple.
Fusu had regained his composure and shouted outside the palace: "Wei Sheng."
soon.
A eunuch entered the palace.
Fusu said: "You go to the east of the city now and investigate Ji Heng, one of the nobles of the Yan Kingdom. I want to know everything about his past."
The end.
Fusu seemed to have remembered something, so he took out a piece of black jade from his waist, handed it to the eunuch, and said: "You will take my jade to the Yushi Mansion later, examine and pass on Ji Heng's, and return it to the eunuch." There are files related to him, copy them all, I will check them later."
"Promise." The eunuch named Wei Sheng promised, carefully took the black jade, and quickly left the side hall.
Fusu sat on the table and frowned: "Ji Heng..."
"I don't believe that you really hate Da Qin so much. If you were really wholeheartedly anti-Qin, you would have fled like the other nobles of the six countries. Why go to the trouble of going to the street to slander him? You are clearly seeking death."
"With your talents, you shouldn't die in such a vain way!"
Fusu shook his head.
He opened the "Shang Shu" on the case, frowned and said: "According to Ji Heng, my father has realized that forcing the legal system is not feasible, and is destined to adopt Confucian ideas of etiquette and music in the future. In this case, why Why does my father still want to burn books and kill these Confucian scholars?"
It was hard for him to understand for a moment.
But he vaguely guessed that it probably involved political intrigue.
Fusu smiled bitterly and said: "My father always asked me to read Han Zi's books in the past. Because I didn't like power and strategy, I basically never got involved in it. I was always scolded by my father. Now when faced with this matter involving power and strategy, not only do I have no insight, I even No insight at all.”
He put aside "Shang Shu", took out the dusty "Han Feizi", looked at it for a few times, and finally gave up.
It's full of conspiracies and calculations.
He really didn't like it.
"Forget it, let's see it later."
Fusu closed "Han Feizi" again and continued to read "Shang Shu". Since the Qin Dynasty would adopt Confucian rituals and music in the future, it would not be considered unprofessional for him to study it in advance now.
...
Noon.
Wei Sheng is back.
He held a large stack of bamboo slips in his hands.
Information related to Ji Heng was obtained from officials at all levels.
Fusu put these bamboo slips on the table and asked Wei Sheng to prepare lunch for him, while he immersed himself in reading.
After reading Ji Heng's test, Fusu's expression changed.
Because the information above is wrong.
The information that Ji Heng registered with the government was that he was a playboy with no education or skills. He came to Xianyang at the age of fourteen and spent all his time hanging out in various popular places, even eating, drinking and having sex. It was completely unlike him. He is a well-read man.
After looking at it for a few times, Fusu rubbed his eyebrows and felt a pain in his head.
Confused:
"How is this going?"
"In Ji Heng's various materials, except for the fact that he was taught by a master when he was in Yan State, when he arrived in Xianyang, he completely indulged in sexual activities and had not read any books at all. He was no different from those dandy boys, but he was in prison that day What he said is very insightful.”
"Are you deliberately hiding your clumsiness?"
"or......"
"It's all nonsense, just a mistake?"
For a while.
Fusu became unsure.
He patiently continued to read the bamboo slips.
Finally his expression softened slightly.
After Ji Heng's sensuality for a while, it seemed that the family's financial situation was in trouble and they could no longer support him to continue to hook up the house.
The Ji family began to let the disciples of the clan contact other forces to make a living. Ji Heng was born in a noble family and used to frequent Goulanwashe, and he developed relationships with many Confucian scholars along the way.
At this time, he became closer and closer to the Confucian scholar.
See this.
Fusu frowned secretly, but he didn't care. There were indeed some black sheep in the Confucian family.
He remembered that Ji Heng once said that he had read some books.
The reason why he had such a deep understanding of the imperial court was probably because he learned the true situation of the imperial court through the mouths of these Confucian scholars.
Because he had a good relationship with the Confucian scholars, he spoke up when the Confucian scholars slandered the First Emperor and the government. In the end, he was imprisoned because of this slander.
Fusu listed the corresponding times.
He was also secretly surprised.
Ji Heng had not been in contact with Confucian scholars for a long time, less than a year. In just one year, he had such a profound understanding of the court situation just through the words of Confucian scholars. It is really incredible, even a bit shocking.
After reading all the bamboo slips, Fusu took a deep breath and said solemnly: "This man has an astonishing talent."
"If he hadn't been implicated by Confucian scholars, I'm afraid he would have achieved great success in the future. Even if he was in prison, it would be difficult to hide his brilliance."
"Judging from these information, his resentment towards Da Qin is not deep. At least he is not as determined as Zhang Liang, Xiang Liang and others. The reason why this happened is really an unreasonable disaster."
"in this way......"
"I might be able to get one or two."
"If he can be used by Great Qin, he will definitely be able to help Great Qin."
Fusu took a deep breath and felt much better.
He sorted out Ji Heng's information, omitted some of the original "Feng Yue", and prepared to present it to the First Emperor, asking the First Emperor to spare Ji Heng's life.
Not long after.
Wei Sheng came in carrying a copper plate.
There was a sumptuous lunch on top, a large plate of deboned mutton and plump Japonica rice.
Fusu was in a good mood and had a great appetite. He grabbed the mutton on the plate and ate it.
In a moment, a large plate of deboned mutton disappeared like a whirlwind. After swallowing for a while, Fusu opened the clay pot on the side and drank the mutton bone soup.
Next to him, Wei Sheng tutted, "Young Master is such a warrior!"
Fusu laughed loudly and said, "When people have happy events, they naturally have a big appetite."
"And what kind of warrior am I? Marquis Tongwu and Marquis Huainan are the real warriors. They can die of a roasted lamb in one meal."
"I'm far behind them."
Suddenly.
Fusu seemed to have remembered something and ordered: "I will prepare two jugs of good wine later and send them to the prison tomorrow."
Wei Sheng was stunned for a moment and said worriedly: "Sir, the young master was imprisoned by your majesty. Yesterday, the young master sent a jug of wine in, which violated the law. Do you want to send it again? If your majesty knows about it, you may cause your majesty to give birth to a child." dissatisfied."
Fusu smiled and said:
"I know this matter well. I will go to see His Majesty later and will take the initiative to explain the matter."
"Just go get ready."
Wei Sheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Finished the order.
Fusu poured the remaining mutton bone soup in the clay pot into a bowl filled with japonica rice, stirred it a little, and continued to eat happily. By the time he finished the meal, he was sweating profusely. There was a gray towel lying around, and I wiped my hands and wiped my sweat.
Then he asked Wei Sheng to take down the copper plate.
He went back to the big case, picked up the document again, read it carefully, and made sure there was nothing wrong with it. Then he put the document into his sleeve and strode towards Xianyang Palace.
His trip was partly to plead guilty and secondly to plead for mercy.
