Chapter 214: Oh my God! Just make Da Qin a success!
It was night, in the nameless camp outside Baiyue Jiaozhi, blood filled the air and swords flashed.
Although the leader of the iron bull is one-armed, he is not half as brave.
Under the sharpness of Qin Jian, the power is as strong as a bamboo!
And those Baiyue bandits were even unable to form a truly powerful resistance.
Amidst the shouts of killing, Nong Shang's eldest son, Sun Nonglin, shouted: "Oh my god! Please help the Qin Dynasty!"
I don’t know whether there is Champa rice or not!
I don’t know if Champa rice is as miraculous as Liu Xiang said!
Nong Lin only knows one thing. Da Qin urgently needs a kind of food to solve the production problem that troubles the people!
The killing did not last long, or there were not enough bandits in the camp.
The Jin Yiwei led by Tieniu were all real warriors from Wang Ben's Huben camp. Their killing blows never failed, and the camp was cleared in just half an hour.
"Nonglin!"
Tieniu leaned on the ground with his Qin sword and shouted loudly.
No response.
This silence made Tieniu feel panicked, and he quickly braced himself and started searching.
finally...
In this shitty place where even the land was soaked in blood, I saw the eldest grandson of the farmer sitting on the ground.
And in front of him... was a field.
....
The next day, the sun shines brightly.
Liu Bai slept soundly for the first time, and even vaguely smelled the fragrance of rice in his dream.
"The paper airplane of my childhood has finally flown back into my hands..."
After getting up, Liu Bai even folded a paper airplane with great interest and gave it to the maid who helped him get dressed.
Xiao Nizi's face turned red, which made Liu Bai laugh.
The maids of his family are different from ordinary people. When the maids of ordinary people enter the house, they will be the possessions of the owner of the family for the rest of their lives. Let alone... ahem, cough, cough, that's all. Even if they are killed directly, ordinary government officials will not Will not pursue it.
Not only do the maids in Liu Bai's residence have the opportunity to go home to visit relatives twice a month, but as long as they are over twenty, they will be "mercilessly expelled" and given money to leave the residence, and they will also be scolded afterward. One sentence: "If you don't go home quickly and give birth to a baby and contribute to the population growth of Great Qin, how long do you want to eat and drink in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
This also resulted in many people staring at Liu Bai's house all year round, just to see when a maid or servant would come out, and then hurry over to sign up.
"Qiuxiang, does the Prime Minister have a crush on you?"
"According to me, you little girl has a good figure, a rosy face, and a big butt. She will definitely give birth to a boy. If the Prime Minister takes you into his house one day..."
"Hey! What are you talking about! Sister Dongmei!"
"..."
After Liu Bai went out and got on the carriage, naturally he could no longer hear the warblers and swallows in the mansion.
But...it's Uncle Chen's fault too!
When Uncle Chen was here, none of these maids dared to think anything wrong.
Long Qie looked envious and said, "Mr. Liu, how did you get this gadget? I'm going to Chunfeng Garden to get one for Xiaoliu. You can't use your strength to feed me at night."
Liu Bai twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Long Qie's carrot-like fingers, and four words came to his mind: Zhang Fei embroidery!
"You! General and prostitute, if there are such unreliable stories in the future, you will definitely be the culprit!"
Liu Bai shook his head, not bothering to pay attention to Long Qie at all.
"The road will be slower in a while, and I will arrive later. I will arrive on time."
Liu Bai thought for a while and then gave another instruction.
In fact, he saw another meaning in this poisonous Confucian plan:
Confucianism... also wants to kill the aristocratic family, or in other words, Confucianism wants to use another way to become an existence that transcends the aristocratic family.
After all, Confucians have no idea about the position of prime minister. Instead, Yiwen Palace is in charge... This is what makes Confucians uncomfortable.
Instead of confronting Confucianism head-on, it would be better to use Chen Ping's method of dragging!
As long as the library is completed, the two forces are bound to collide.
Even Liu Bai had thought about it last night. When the time comes, he will push Confucianism and push this trend to a higher level. The aristocratic family will naturally not be able to bear it anymore.
Cars and horses were passing through the streets, and the noisy voices of the people outside did not affect Liu Bai's thoughts, but made what he was thinking more clear.
Instead of racking your brains to crack it, it would be better to drag him to divert trouble!
In a Confucian family, neither one of them is at peace.
Every day of delay increases the progress of the library, and the degree of irreconcilability between the two forces becomes deeper!
“Trouble is diverted to the east, and we watch the fire from the other side and fan the flames.”
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really a waste if we don't fight."
Liu Bai smiled very cheaply.
This feeling of backstabbing and plotting against others is so good!
Of course, Liu Bai didn't only have one trick to deal with this poisonous plan.
Chen Ping works hard and believes that he can definitely tell the difference between his peers.
"Fuck!"
Suddenly, Liu Bai exclaimed.
He suddenly realized that his IQ level had actually been pulled to the level of Long Qie in an instant?
Why do you think you can just rely on Chen Ping?
....
When Liu Bai fell into self-doubt and pondered the question of 'whether idiots are contagious', he finally arrived at Xianyang Palace.
As he walked to the Qilin Hall, he saw the dark circles under the eyes of Chun Yuyue and Shusun Tong, and although their faces looked tired, they were not at all depressed, and even vaguely excited.
With such a face, Liu Bai was even more certain that it was Kong Yu, an old boy, who had come to Xianyang.
The reason is very simple. In Xianyang, is there anyone in the Confucian family who has a higher status than these two old guys?
"I received a secret report yesterday that Confucian officials gathered at Shusun's residence. How is the construction of your library going?"
Li Si asked in a low voice.
Even though the Right Prime Minister is so busy, his eyes are so sharp that he can't detect the movements of Confucian officials.
"Soon. The boy is looking forward to it now."
The corners of Liu Bai's lips curled up slightly. Now all that was left in the library was the final decoration and filling of the library.
The disciples of the Mohist Workshop can't wait to press the printed version to produce sparks!
"Liu Bai, the position of library director was given to Kong Yu, are you really okay?"
Even Li Si asked with some doubts at this moment.
In his opinion, this kid must be trying to save face, right?
"Uncle Li, do I look like Mr. Yang and be so stingy?"
Liu Bai couldn't laugh or cry. Why did he feel that his image was a little bad?
Li Si nodded: "Yes! Your generosity is only for your own people."
Bipolar silence.
Li Si felt something was fishy, but couldn't figure out what it was.
Liu Bai had something important to do, so he bowed slightly and walked towards Chun Yuyue and Shusun Tong!
Chunyu Yue and his uncle Sun Tong were extremely excited.
With Kong Yu here, Confucianism has a backer! The Confucians of the Qin Dynasty could definitely dominate the court.
They even began to imagine that after Liu Bai's fall, Master Fusu would "repent and cry bitterly", and His Majesty the First Emperor would hold them high as Confucians and serve as prime ministers.
By then, there will be a bright future that will be admired by all people in the world.
"Dr. Shusun, Dr. Chunyu is polite!"
At this moment, a voice sounded.
The two of them turned around in shock and found that it was Liu Bai looking at them with a smile.
"Uh...what's important, Mr. Liu?"
This smile made the two old boys confused!
However,
Liu Bai smiled even more heartily: "Of course there is something important!"
After saying that, Liu Bai's expression suddenly changed, revealing a fierce and fierce look. He took out a bamboo slip from his arms and slapped Chun Yuyue on the face:
"Three hundred pounds of memorial!"
"Want to exhaust yourself to death?"
"How about you two old boys become the Zuo Prime Minister of Great Qin?"
"This position will make your memorial..."
"Write enough!"
Liu Bai's words were like a knife, and together with the cold autumn wind knife, he cut out the faces of the two great scholars of the day word by word!
