Zhao Hao has been very busy in the past few days after Fusu left.
While making detox meals for the First Emperor, he also diagnosed the First Emperor's illness with the imperial physician's orders.
From time to time, I would have to argue with Hu Hai.
Because Hu Hai ran to the First Emperor from time to time to plead for Zhao Gao.
The First Emperor had no choice but to ask him to send Hu Hai away.
In fact, judging from the performance of the First Emperor, he did not want to kill Zhao Gao.
After all, Zhao Gao had served him for more than twenty years and was deeply appreciated and reused by him.
Although Zhao Gao took the responsibility for the poisonous pill incident, the First Emperor knew clearly that the poisonous pill incident was not entirely to blame on Zhao Gao.
After all, pursuing immortality has always been his long-cherished wish.
Zhao Gao was just complying with his long-cherished wish.
In essence, the reason why Zhao Gao was appreciated and reused by the First Emperor was largely due to his understanding of the First Emperor.
What the First Emperor needed was someone who could understand his own thoughts without much effort in words. Zhao Gao fit this personality perfectly, so he felt at ease around the First Emperor.
Of course, the First Emperor also needed people like Meng Yi.
Just like Wu Zetian in later generations reused Di Renjie but did not give up Lai Junchen, Emperor Jiajing reused Hai Rui but also reused Yan Song.
As kings, they all hope that the civil and military forces of the dynasty can complement each other, but restrain each other.
In this way, a kind of phase control is achieved, which is a kind of balance.
Only in this way can everything be used by you.
The First Emperor was wise, powerful, knowledgeable and good at assigning tasks, so how could he have only one close minister, Meng Yi?
Therefore, Meng Yi repeatedly requested that Zhao Gao be executed, but never received the approval of the First Emperor.
And Zhao Hao saw everything.
Zhao Gao in history also made big mistakes.
The First Emperor asked Meng Yi to deal with him in accordance with the law. Meng Yi enforced the law impartially, sentenced Zhao Gao to death and deprived him of his official position.
In the end, he was pardoned by the First Emperor and restored to his original position.
It can be seen that it is not easy to kill Zhao Gao.
Based on what Zhao Gao did in the future, not to mention Meng Yi wanting to kill him, even Zhao Hao wanted to kill him.
But now is obviously not the best time.
As the saying goes, if you don't scream, you will be killed with one strike.
If Zhao Hao wants to kill Zhao Gao, he must be completely sure before he takes action. Otherwise, just like Meng Yi, he will steal the chicken but lose the rice.
In the end, he brings life-and-death enemies to himself, and the gains outweigh the losses.
"Thirteenth Brother, will Father execute Teacher Hu Hai?"
Hu Hai blinked and looked at Zhao Hao with worry.
Zhao Hao glanced at him and said sternly: "If you come to trouble my father again, maybe my father won't like you and will get angry at your teacher and cut him into pieces to vent his anger!"
"ah?"
Hu Hai was startled and couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Ying Zheng, who was eavesdropping in the study, rolled his eyes and continued eavesdropping.
Zhao Hao was secretly amused, but asked Hu Hai nonchalantly: "What did Zhao Gao teach you to protect him like this?"
"this"
Hu Hai hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand quickly: "The teacher didn't teach Hu Hai anything. It's just the responsibility of Hu Hai to save the teacher as a student."
"Oh, is it so?"
Zhao Hao looked suspicious and looked at Hu Hai carefully.
Hu Hai's heart tightened and he immediately changed the subject and said, "Thirteenth brother is treating my father's illness and working hard day and night. He must be very tired, right?"
"Tired? What do you mean by tired?"
Zhao Hao sneered: "Now that the empire has been established, the remnants of the six countries are still determined to be evil, and they need my father to rule the world! Tired? Only those who are useless to my father will cry out!"
Ying Zheng, who was eavesdropping in the study, twitched his lips and leaned against the wall to eavesdrop.
Hu Hai was stunned for a long time, and then murmured to himself: "Hu Hai can't share his father's worries, isn't it useless?"
"The layout is still too small."
Zhao Hao took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the study, and sighed: "Actually, my father doesn't care whether we are useful to him. Now that the empire has been decided, the remnants of the six countries are still determined to be evil. How to lead this empire to glory is the key. Father is concerned."
Ying Zheng, who was eavesdropping in the study, was speechless for a while, not knowing how to express his feelings.
Hu Hai pondered for a moment, seeming to realize something.
"Because, my father always believes."
Turning his head, Zhao Hao looked at Hu Hai with great momentum, grinning almost to the back of his head: "His son must be like Brother Thirteen, he doesn't need to worry about it."
Hu Hai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was extremely shocked.
Ying Zheng, who was eavesdropping in the study, was so angry that he blew his beard and stared.
Brat!
What nonsense are you talking about!
You are the one I worry about the most!
"Ahem."
Zhao Hao coughed twice, then patted Hu Hai on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Young prince should know how much your father values your brother. Do you want to learn more from your brother, how to be a perfect person who is deeply loved by your father?" The most respected prince"
Hu Hai's eyelids twitched, with a vague premonition, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "No need, Brother Thirteen, Hu Hai still has some homework to finish, so I'll take my leave first!"
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Hao to respond, he fled the scene like a trot.
The dignified Qin II, there was an indescribable embarrassment in his back.
When Zhao Hao saw this, he smiled dumbly, then turned around and entered Ying Zheng's study.
At this time, Ying Zheng had sat down behind the desk again and began to review the memorial.
"Father, the eighteenth brother is gone."
As soon as Zhao Hao entered the door, he reported to Ying Zheng with a smile.
Ying Zheng said "Hmm" without raising his head, and then continued to review the memorial.
Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said to himself: "Father, do you want to take a break and combine work with rest?"
"snort!"
Ying Zheng snorted and said: "I have such a perfect son, but he can't share my worries. What do you think I need this son for?"
Zhao Hao's mouth twitched, and then he stepped forward with a playful smile: "Father, see what you said, you will have less regrets when your children are used, and it won't be a problem to have more!"
"Bad words!"
Ying Zheng was so angry with Zhao Hao that he couldn't help but raise his head and scold him.
But I saw him smiling and handing over a cup of warm soy milk: "Father, they say that my son is my father's little cotton-padded jacket. This cotton-padded jacket is warm and considerate!"
"You're so considerate, I feel like I'm leaking!"
Ying Zheng glared at Zhao Hao angrily, then took the warm soy milk in his hand, drank it, and asked, "Tell me, if you have anything to trouble me with!"
"Hey, no wonder people say that the First Emperor is wise and mighty, but I haven't spoken yet. My father knows that I have something to ask for from my father."
"Okay, okay, hurry up and say it!"
"Well, it's like this. My father promised me to open a medical clinic, but I can't use the money from the young master."
"puff--!"
Before Zhao Hao finished speaking, Ying Zheng spat out the soy milk he drank in his mouth, waved his hand and said: "I have to figure out a way about money. I'm tired. You can go back!"
"No, father, you are not like this."
Zhao Hao stared at Ying Zheng with wide eyes and looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief, wondering how could there be such a shameless emperor in the world?
Who do you want to open your own medical clinic for? Not for him? He actually wanted to have sex for nothing!
It's so shameless!
"Okay, go back quickly, it's late and it's cold!"
Seeing Zhao Hao frozen on the spot, motionless, Ying Zheng laughed wildly in his heart, but he called the palace attendant: "Come here, take my little cotton-padded jacket back to the bedroom."
Little cotton-padded jacket?
What little cotton-padded jacket?
The palace attendant outside the door was slightly startled and couldn't help but look at each other.
But it only took him a moment to guess that the 'little cotton-padded jacket' was referring to Zhao Hao.
After all, there was only Zhao Hao in the emperor's study.
So without saying anything, he walked directly to Zhao Hao and took him out of the study.
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Hao looking back three times and suppressed his smile. He didn't laugh until Zhao Hao left for a moment.
Country rat! It’s not that easy to get money from me!
I'm still waiting for the money!
Just as Ying Zheng and his son were fighting for their wits and courage, another big event happened in Xianyang.
That was the outcome of the Confucian case.
Just like the original history, more than 400 Confucian scholars and alchemists were tried by Tingwei Mansion and sentenced to death.
In fact, Zhao Hao also tried to change history and save those Confucian scholars and alchemists.
After all, most of the people in later generations who scolded the First Emperor did so because the First Emperor "treated Confucianism".
However, good words cannot persuade a damn ghost.
Those Confucian scholars and alchemists tried to commit suicide again and again, and they almost said to the First Emperor, I bet your gun is out of bullets.
As a result, the First Emperor took out his cannon and wiped them out.
They were completely dumbfounded.
You clearly say that you are good at convincing people with virtue, but you actually don't talk about martial ethics.
But think about it on the other hand, if the First Emperor spared them, would they be grateful?
Obviously, no.
They would only take it for granted, and call it a stupid thing like, "You can't punish a doctor" or something like that.
Therefore, it is not unreasonable that poor people must be hateful.
The location of this execution was chosen in a valley somewhere in Lishan Mountain.
It is said to be a geomantic treasure site selected by Qin Tian Jianzheng himself.
Lishan Mountain is an auspicious place in Guanzhong. Lishan Mountain is pure black.
The Qin Dynasty advocated black, and Lishan Mountain was the tomb of the First Emperor.
At present, although the Mausoleum of the First Emperor has not yet been completed, the weather pattern is already in place.
It is said that before entering the mausoleum, it is not easy to see blood, but the First Emperor ordered the execution to be carried out in Lishan Mountain.
The purpose is to show the remaining sinners of the Six Kingdoms to the execution ground.
Not long after the news spread, people from all over the country gathered in Guanzhong and went to Lishan Mountain to watch the execution.
There are endless discussions.
The execution ground was located on a flat area in the valley. The onlookers were distributed around the valley. They could see very clearly from a high position.
People found that today's execution ground was really weird. There was no wooden frame and no swordsman or axe-hand.
There are only thousands of soldiers digging tunnels. Rows of tunnels are connected to each other, exuding the smell of wet earth.
The people from the Six Nations frowned slightly and watched without saying a word.
On the contrary, the old Qin people were full of curiosity and talked endlessly.
"Your Majesty is so kind. You kill these people and bury them in one grave. Do you want to be buried next to Your Majesty?"
"Yes, Your Majesty is very brave, and you don't know how to be afraid!"
"Don't be afraid. They are all scholars. Your Majesty is very brave!"
"If you ask me, they don't deserve to be buried next to His Majesty at all, but those remnants of the Six Nations are qualified."
"Haha, that makes sense!"
Hearing the laughter and curses of the old Qin people around them, the remnants of the Six Nations hidden in the crowd turned pale, gritted their teeth, and remained silent.
As time gradually passed, it soon reached noon, and a group of Confucian scholars and alchemists in ragged clothes and withered faces were escorted into the valley by black armor.
In the center of the execution ground, two rows of copper horns sounded in unison, as if to remind onlookers that the execution was about to begin.
But I saw a general in charge of punishment, walking quickly to the high platform and shouting loudly: "The minister in charge of punishment is here!"
The so-called minister in charge of punishment is actually the officer in charge of execution.
Although there was no beheading in this execution, the minister presiding over the execution carried considerable weight.
I saw Feng Jie, the censor doctor, taking the lead to step onto the high platform, followed closely by Yao Jia, the left Tingwei of Tingwei Mansion.
Without saying much, Yao Jia directly took out the edict of the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty and read it in public: "The edict of the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty said: Confucian disciples do not want to serve the country, but listen to one side of the story, criticize the New Deal, spread rumors, slander the emperor, collude with the remnants of the six countries, and plot Restoration and repeated violations of Qin law are crimes that cannot be forgiven!"
"The alchemists poisoned the people, which is not tolerated by Qin law and should be severely punished."
"In order to prevent Confucian scholars from corrupting the law through their use of literature, in order to prevent the restoration conspiracy from succeeding, and in order to prevent alchemists from harming others, all Confucian scholars and alchemists who violated Qin's laws will be trapped and killed to serve as a warning to others!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jie shouted: "Get ready for execution!"
Soon, the Confucian scholars and alchemists were all pushed into the newly dug tunnel by Hei Jia.
"Ying Zheng, you are cruel and unkind, you will die a good death!"
"Hu Ye is the one who destroyed Qin! Hu Ye is the one who destroyed Qin! The law of heaven is clear and Qin will perish!"
"We were wronged! We were wronged!"
"Damn it, Lu Sheng, Hou Sheng, you all lied to me! Even if I am a ghost, I will never let you go!"
"Your Majesty! I can refine the elixir! I can help you live forever, Your Majesty!"
"I want to see your Majesty! I want to see your Majesty—!"
The Confucian scholars and alchemists in the tunnel let out heart-rending roars.
Feng Jie and Yao Jia looked at them expressionlessly and said nothing.
Until three quarters of noon, Yao Jia waved his hand: "Execution!"
Swish, swish, swish!
As soon as the words "execution" were spoken, soil suddenly flew above the tunnel.
Gradually, those heart-rending roars were drowned out, replaced by dull howls.
After that, there was no sound
at the same time.
Under a big tree on the west side of the valley, two people wearing straw hats and coarse linen clothes were whispering.
Just listen to the young man say: "Father, will Confucianism really decline in the future?"
"Confucianism will not decline. As long as there is still one Confucian disciple, Confucianism will have hope."
The person who answered was an old man with white hair.
Although he was looking straight ahead, from the corner of his eye, he was always paying attention to his surroundings and was very alert.
The young man seemed to be asking questions, but he asked again: "Father, are you afraid?"
Hearing this, the white-haired old man smiled slightly: "At your age, it doesn't matter whether you are afraid or not. The key is that you, the younger generation, are you afraid?"
"Xiang Ji is not afraid!"
"Why aren't you afraid?"
"If you are not afraid, you are not afraid. Because you are not afraid, you are not afraid!"
"Haha, what a young man!"
"Do you want to teach Xiang Ji how to read?"
"You don't want to read it?"
"In no mood!"
"Why is this?"
"Studying is a waste of time. Xiang Ji doesn't study, he only kills people. He is motivated to kill all the people of Qin and burn Xianyang!"
"If you don't study and just kill people, is this really God's will?"
The white-haired old man let out a long sigh, then took the young man and quietly left the execution ground.
On the other side, the east side of the valley.
Zixiang looked down at the execution ground with a sad face, his fists clenched and his knuckles turning white.
At this time, Chen Yu stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Brother Zixiang, my condolences. One day, we will make Bao Qin pay for his blood debt with blood!"
"The violent Qin shall be punished! The First Emperor dies and the land is divided!"
Zixiang's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I, the Confucian Confucian family, have recorded this grudge!"
"Then has your brother agreed to conspire with us?"
"My brother is already disappointed with Qin Zheng, so naturally he will not work for the tyrant!"
"Very good!"
Chen Yu looked overjoyed: "With Brother Ling's help, our plan will definitely succeed!"
"Ah!"
Zixiang snorted and said solemnly: "Don't be too happy too early. My brother has already told me that if we want our plan to be implemented smoothly, we must first get rid of one person, otherwise it will be difficult to succeed!"
Chen Yu was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Who should we get rid of?"
"Young Master Hao!"
"Why is it him again?"
Chen Yu frowned: "Lu Sheng and Hou Sheng were talking about him before. Is this person really as powerful as you said?"
Zixiang glanced at Chen Yu and said expressionlessly: "Do you know who came up with the national policies promulgated by the First Emperor?"
"Could it be Young Master Hao?"
"Exactly!"
"Then this person really deserves to be killed!"
Chen Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. He naturally understood the national policies promulgated by the First Emperor very well.
It is simply a vicious plan to prevent the restoration of the Six Kingdoms.
Once those national policies are all implemented, there will probably be no chance for restoration of the Six Nations.
This shows how hateful the people who came up with those national policies really are.
"Do you have a way to get rid of Young Master Hao?" Zixiang turned to ask Chen Yu.
Chen Yu thought for a while and said: "It might have been a little difficult for me to handle it before this, but this execution of Confucian scholars has attracted many old friends. We can discuss with them and make arrangements!"
"Okay, let's leave quickly!"
"Don't watch it?"
"What a fart!"
Zixiang glared at Chen Yu angrily, then led Chen Yu into the crowd and disappeared into the vast sea of people.
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