The emperor gave an order, and the book-burning fire of the Qin Dynasty burned fiercely towards the six kingdoms.
"Poems" and "Books" not belonging to doctoral schools and public schools, as well as private collections of the government were found and burned together. Teachers and students who dared to talk about "Poems" and "Books" were executed.
Everything from the past to the present was destroyed by the King of Qin. Private learning was banned for a time in the world. Students who wanted to learn laws had to go to the official school to learn new laws.
As expected by Li Xiuyuan, it is said that the poison of a tiger will not eat its seeds, but King Qin was a bit more ruthless than the tiger.
Because Prince Su had quarreled with the King of Qin several times over the burning of books, the emperor was so angry that he finally made the biggest mistake in his life.
Let the two generals Meng Yi and Meng Tian lead the army to the border to build the Great Wall to resist the invasion of the Huns.
He asked his eldest son, Prince Su, to assist the two generals in driving the Huns north, and built a Great Wall of more than 10,000 miles from Lintao in the west to Liaodong in the east to prevent the Huns from advancing southward.
Before the news spread in the imperial city, Li Xiuyuan learned about it from the master's mouth.
This is what Young Master Su said when he went to the academy to say goodbye to his master after receiving the king's order.
After burning the books, Li Xiuyuan went to the mountain to see the Master twice.
He brought a lot of wine and cut up more than ten kilograms of the best sauced beef in the city. It wasn't until Shuzi and Xiaohei got tired of eating that Li Xiuyuan stopped buying any more.
The two of them sat quietly in the living room, and Li Xiuyuan said sadly: "With this farewell, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Young Master Su to return to the imperial city."
The master was silent for a moment after hearing this. After all, Young Master Su was his most proud disciple. The disciple in front of him was about to leave the imperial city. He felt very uncomfortable, but he had no choice but to do anything.
After a long while, he said: "He is accompanied by two generals, so he will not encounter any danger."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the spring breeze that was rising outside the hall and murmured to himself: "One general can make thousands of bones wither. I'm afraid there are more than ten thousand lonely souls on this Great Wall..."
The Master sighed and stared blankly at the piece of spiritual tea in the cup.
"So what? Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs... At this point, the emperor is not a saint. Even if he wants to be a saint, his ministers will also discourage him from being a saint."
"If the shopkeeper has mercy, he can go to the border at the appropriate time, just like you accompanied Xu Fu to the East China Sea."
Having said this, the Master raised his head, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile, "How is it?"
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Master, are you a saint? I am just a mortal, and I am not powerful enough to change the world."
The master sighed again: "If you follow Shuntian Yingdao, you can try to change someone..."
Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "God will be angry."
The master simply played a riddle with him: "Heaven has a way, you have a way, and there is a way on the snow-capped mountains. Could it be that there is no way under the shopkeeper's feet?"
Li Xiuyuan heard this and exclaimed: "Master should be a saint in this world, you are so good."
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On the seventh day after the beginning of spring, the apricot blossoms on the branches in the backyard showed only a small bud.
The peach blossoms in early spring in the imperial city are already blooming quietly, and the whole city is filled with a strong fragrance of flowers. A gust of spring breeze also brings a faint and intoxicating fragrance of flowers.
The master looked at the imperial calendar and said it was a good day to travel.
Before midnight, Li Xiuyuan, Zhang Liang, and Xiao Hei arrived at the west gate of the imperial city in a carriage.
Shuzi went to the academy to accompany her husband, but today the three of them came specially to see off the young master Su and the two Mongolian generals who were about to leave.
When Zhang Liang learned that Prince Su was going to the border, he and Li Xiuyuan held hands and sighed: "The Qin Dynasty is over."
Li Xiuyuan and Young Master Su held hands to greet each other, but Xiao Hei bought ten kilograms of soy sauce beef as a gift for his senior brother who was about to travel far away. He also liked the elegant Young Master Su.
When the army goes out, all the people in the city take shelter!
The young master helped Su get out of the carriage, looked at Zhang Liang and Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "I hope one day we can still have a good drink and talk!"
Zhang Liang even uttered arrogant words. He hugged Prince Su and said in his ear: "Senior brother, if you become emperor, Zhang Liang will no longer rebel against Qin!"
Young Master Su was shocked when he heard this, and covered his mouth with one hand: "Did I say you want to die? I will pretend that I have never heard you say this, and don't talk nonsense in front of others again."
Zhang Liang chuckled and said, "You know this and I know everything, so what are you afraid of?"
Young Master Su sighed and said helplessly: "I am going to the border, and I don't know when I will come back. Please go to my house and help me take care of Qing'er when you have time."
Zhang Liang nodded and whispered in his ear again. This time Young Master Su frowned tightly.
He thought for a while but didn't speak.
Zhang Liang took Li Xiuyuan's hand and said: "This brother of mine likes to travel. When the time comes, I will ask him to bring... to the border to see you. Don't worry..."
Young Master Su bowed his hands after hearing this and said in a deep voice, "In that case, I'll leave it to you two."
Li Xiuyuan silently handed over two jars of wine and said softly: "I brewed this wine last spring. Just relax now. I'll keep an eye on it for you at home..."
Young Master Su took the wine jar and handed it to the entourage behind him.
He clasped his hands to Li Xiuyuan, thanked him, and said, "I look forward to seeing you again someday, so we can have a good drink and talk again!"
Li Xiuyuan lowered his arms to the ground and smelled the fragrance of flowers in the wind, but there was a tear in his eyes that couldn't help but want to drip down.
I sighed secretly, but I had to shed my own tears in other people's stories. It was really useless.
Zhang Liang and his son Su hugged each other goodbye, and the two agreed to meet again on the day of reunion.
Three cannon shots sounded, but the auspicious moment had arrived and the army was about to set off!
Li Xiuyuan waved to Young Master Su and said with a smile, "The spring flowers are just right. Young Master, let's enjoy the flowers all the way to the border."
Xiao Hei, who was standing aside, couldn't help but ask: "Master, where is the little boy following you?"
Young Master Su, who had already boarded the carriage, opened the curtain and said with a smile: "That guy has gone back to Chudi. Take care, you three. We will meet again if we have the chance."
Without saying a word, the carriage started slowly, and the dark Qin army exited the west city gate and headed towards the border gate in the spring breeze.
Looking at Young Master Fusu who was gradually going away, Li Xiuyuan murmured softly: "The wind is rustling and the water is cold. Who knows what the final outcome will be?"
The three of them got on the carriage, and Zhang Liang shouted softly: "If senior brother can't come back, I will overturn this table."
The spring weather was just right, Shuzi and Xiaohei continued to complete their studies in the academy. In addition to studying, they also went to the mountains to practice with the Master.
However, Li Xiuyuan asked Zhang Liang to buy enough materials for making wine. It was really a beautiful spring, and he wanted to fill the entire backyard of Xianlai with the newly brewed wine.
Zhang Liang knew that he wanted to make wine, so he asked Shuzi and Xiaohei to take leave and come over to help. He said that Shuzi and Xiaohei would also learn how to make wine.
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and smiled: "It is better to ask for help from others than to ask for help from yourself. You can learn best by yourself."
Zhang Liang shook his head and said with a smile: "It's enough for me to have Shuzi and Xiaohei."
Xiao Hei glanced at his brother and said nothing. Even he didn't know which day he and his brother would suddenly leave Daqin.
Shuzi was diligent and asked Xiaohei to learn the brewing process from beginning to end with her.
He said that when he returned to the house, he had to brew a few tanks of wine to try.
It wasn't until the small courtyard was filled with jars of brewed wine that Zhang Liang was satisfied. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile, "At least five jars of the wine here belong to me."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "As long as you like it, the wine in this courtyard is yours."
Finally, Li Xiuyuan asked Zhang Liangren to move two jars and send them to the master, asking the master to put them on the mountain to age and drink them after a few years.
The wine has been brewed, but there is still no news about the person Li Xiuyuan is waiting for.
Seeing that the peach blossoms in the imperial city had faded and the apricot blossoms were red, there was no news about Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang.
It wasn't until the day before the Qingming Festival that Zhang Liang came to Li Xiuyuan alone, looked at him and said: "I thought those two people were missing, but I didn't expect that they finally came to the imperial city..."
Li Xiuyuan blurted out and asked: "Jing Ke is here, can the two of them enter the palace? When will they enter the palace?"
After waiting for a whole spring, seeing that the last moment was coming, even Zhang Liang couldn't help but feel nervous.
Zhang Liang took a sip of the herbal tea on the table and said in a deep voice, "I heard from the palace that King Qin will meet Jing Ke in the Golden Palace tomorrow at midnight."
"Is this exciting moment coming?"
Li Xiuyuan reached out to catch a petal floating from the pear tree on the street, sniffed it and said, "But who knows what will happen in this last moment?"
"We can still go see him now. If we enter the palace tomorrow, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see him again!"
Zhang Liang swallowed a sip of tea and said leisurely: "Believe me, assassinating Qin is not an easy task."
Li Xiuyuan looked at him, shook his head, and said softly: "Let's not disturb his determination at this moment. Regardless of success or failure, he tried after all."
Zhang Liang was stunned, he didn't expect Li Xiuyuan to reply to him like this.
He shook his head and sighed: "No one can say that Huang He will never die, but I say that he will not look back even if he hits his head against the south wall."
"so what?"
Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "Look at the moths that fly into the fire in summer, don't they never regret it even if they die?"
Zhang Liang had his own experience and thought that it would be difficult for Jing Ke to succeed in his trip. He asked worriedly: "What if that guy fails?"
Sitting down at the table, Li Xiuyuan lit the small red clay stove on the table.
Looking at the gradually igniting sparks, he murmured to himself: "That day when he walked across the Yishui Bridge, he knew that there was a road of no return ahead. Even if there was a glimmer of hope, he was heading towards death!"
"You are willing to die and live again? This guy actually has the same thoughts as me?"
At this moment, Zhang Liang suddenly thought of the big man who didn't know where he was going, and murmured: "The Imperial City is not Bolangsha. Once he goes in, I'm afraid he won't be able to get out."
Li Xiuyuan asked while cleaning the remaining tea in the pot: "You have personally walked this road of no return. Now it is Jing Ke's turn. You can't stop his determination to die."
Zhang Liang was stunned when he heard this, and was speechless for a while.
After a long, long time, he finally said with a sigh of relief: "Some things, you have to die once before you can be willing to accept them."
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It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and the sloping drizzle makes people very unhappy.
The pear blossoms on the branches are covered with drizzle, as if they are filled with anger and crying, as if otherwise, today would not be Qingming.
Li Xiuyuan got up early, boiled a bucket of water, bathed and changed into a white gown. On this day, Xiao Hei did not go to the academy, but also changed into a white robe.
Jing Ke, who got up early, asked the inn clerk to boil water, take a shower and change clothes. He wore a black robe that was darker than the night. Qin Wuyang also changed into clean black clothes like him.
Li Xiuyuan cooked a pot of white porridge, and Xiao Hei each ate a bowl, and cooked a cup of tea to clear his mind.
In the inn, Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang each ate two bowls of beef noodles, and they drank a bowl of wine to strengthen their courage.
After drinking tea, Li Xiuyuan closed the door of Xianlai Wine Shop, held up two oil-paper umbrellas, and headed towards Mercury Lake in the Imperial City with Xiao Hei.
After drinking the Zhuangxing wine, Jing Ke took Qin Wuyang, packed up his belongings, got on the carriage, and headed to the palace.
The drizzle that wetted the entire imperial city could not get into the umbrellas of Li Xiuyuan and Xiao Hei, nor could it wet their snowy clothes.
A faint Buddha's light shrouded the two of them, and even the wind and rain in the sky could not invade them.
The spring breeze and drizzle in the imperial city failed to wet Jing Ke's black clothes, because the curtains were too thick, and even the spring rain in the city could not blow into the iron barrel-like carriage.
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by in the imperial city feel like they are dying.
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