Zhao Zheng went back that night. He didn't want Zhao Ji to see him, so he kept his hands hidden in his sleeves until several maids came around to help him change. He was not used to being touched by others, and the injury was exposed when the two sides pulled. The maids were surprised. "Ah" was heard before Zhao Ji discovered it. "Don't worry, mother. It's just a skin injury. The baby doesn't feel any pain."
Zhao Ji held his hand for inspection and said to the maid: "Can I trouble you to find the doctor?" When she first entered the palace, Zhao Ji adhered to the principle of keeping a low profile as much as possible, so she treated the maid in a consultative manner. Tone. Seeing that Zhao Zheng's hand was bleeding, the maids did not dare to delay. They said "No" and hurriedly went to ask for the doctor.
By accident, Zhao Ji touched her son's wound, causing Zhao Zheng to hiss in pain. Zhao Ji didn't know what else to do, and she didn't dare to touch his wound anymore, so she had to hold him in her arms, pat his back again and again and said, "I'm sorry for you." Zhao Zhengbu She wished her mother was sad and quickly changed the subject and asked, "Isn't your father coming today?" Zhao Ji shook her head. In the palace, the queen is a stranger's legitimate wife, and with the support of the Queen Mother Huayang, how can she always rely on her husband?
Although the Queen Mother Xia is Yiren's biological mother, her status is still inferior to that of the Queen Mother Huayang. After all, the foreigner's accession to the throne relied entirely on the power behind the Queen Mother Huayang, so even if he was already the King of Qin, he would not dare not give the Queen Mother Huayang dignity. The queen naturally had to take care of him at all times. What's more, her current status as a wife was something Yiren and Lu Buwei fought for for a long time yesterday.
Zhao Zheng knew these truths, and his heart ached for his mother, so he couldn't help but throw himself into his mother's arms and hug her back. He said firmly in a voice that only mother and son could hear: "Mom, if you bear with me, my child will definitely let you live in the future." It's a happy day." At that time, mother and son hugged each other and didn't move for a long time. It wasn't until the maid invited the doctor that Zhao Ji reluctantly let go of her son.
A few days later.
"What is this written by the young master?" Cai Ze saw that Zhao Zheng was rarely lost in thought, and he didn't notice it when he walked over, so he lowered his head to see what he had written on the bamboo slips. He was confused when he saw the strange symbols that he had never seen before. Hence this question.
Written on the bamboo slips are what Xiao Gao said in "Arabic numerals", recording the number of days since he left Zhao. Zhao Zheng came back to his senses and was surprised to find that Cai Ze had looked at the things on the bamboo slips. He remembered that Zhao Gao had repeatedly reminded him, "Don't spread it to outsiders."
" Then he immediately put on a watertight smile and said perfunctorily: "It's just a random drawing. "
He stabilized his mood, then changed the topic and said: "The teacher just said that 'the people of ancient times were simple and generous, but the people of today are clever and hypocritical. Therefore, those who are effective in the ancients must first govern with virtue; those who are effective in today's, Punishment precedes the law... Therefore, if we use punishment to rule, the people will be prestige; if the people are prestige, there will be no adultery; if there is no adultery, the people will be content and happy. [1] 'Zhao Zheng believes that this is not necessarily the case. It is true that times have changed and the world has changed. The law cannot be imitated by the ancients, but if you blindly use threats and punishments to suppress things, things will be reversed, and you may not be able to achieve the desired effect. In the past, Lord Shang..."
At this time, Zhao Zheng suddenly understood why Zhao Gao said in the past: I have my own reasons for emphasizing many illegalist words now. I am not advising you to insist on "thinning the law and favoring Confucianism" or even "abolish the law and follow Confucianism". ...If Zhao Zheng had followed his own thoughts at the time, he would have definitely chosen to practice Legalism. If that were the case, now he would probably only listen to and believe what Cai Ze quoted from the "Book of Shang Jun".
Looking at it this way, Zhao Gao's five years of hard work has really subtly worked on Zhao Zheng... At this time, Zhao Gao was far away and didn't realize it...
Since Duke Xiao's reform, all the descendants of Qin Gong's family need to study Shang Jun's words, so Cai Zeyuan taught this must-read "Shang Jun's book" according to his duty. Although his own family has dabbled in hundreds of schools of thought, he still prefers Taoism in his heart. He has never liked the hegemonic teachings of Legalism, so he just taught him, without any hope that he could change these young masters with a few more efforts. I never imagined that this ten-year-old baby would have such a vision.
"Then... what do you think, Young Master?" Zhao Zheng knelt down on the ground upright. He looked young on the outside, but he already had the magnanimity of a king. At that moment, Cai Ze even had the illusion that he was the eldest king in front of him. , only to hear him say in a calm tone: "Whether it is domineering or kingly, all Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism and Law are treated equally, and they are based on truth and do not respect their learning."
Such a statement was extremely bold, and it made Cai Ze on the side feel suddenly enlightened. In today's world, scholars from hundreds of schools hold their own opinions and refuse to give in to each other. This is the general trend, so there will be more and more capable and eloquent scholars. The kings of each dynasty generally only used the words of one or two families to govern the country. Almost no one dared to say that "all Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism and Law are treated equally." Undoubtedly, Zhao Zheng said such words as a child, which made Cai Ze feel very Shock.
"What a man who 'takes things from the truth and doesn't respect his learning'. The young master is of great caliber, and Qin will be blessed in the future." After saying this, Cai Ze actually bowed to Zhao Zheng upright. At this time, Zhao Zheng was still just a young master. Cai Ze's words were actually very inappropriate. Zhao Zheng turned his head and looked at Cheng Jiao, who was stunned.
The latter did not expect that he would look at him, so he couldn't help but be startled. When he thought of smiling at him, the man had no longer looked at him. At that moment, Cheng Jiao felt very depressed. He only heard his brother Wang frowning and saying to Cai Ze: "Teacher, be careful."
Cai Zewei didn't expect that he was so excited that he forgot that he was in the palace. He looked at Cheng Jiao who was stunned and broke into a cold sweat. Then I thought that I had lived in vain for decades, but in the end I lost my temper and had to be reminded by a ten-year-old child. I felt really guilty and apologized to Zhao Zheng hurriedly: "I am ashamed of myself, the young master has taught me the right lesson."
Zhao Zheng didn't want to get entangled in the matter, so he changed the subject and said: "That sentence was not said by me. Someone told me: Once upon a time, there was a country called 'Tang', and its king Li Longji read " I was quite touched after "Lao Tzu", and it came from a momentary feeling. The teacher is knowledgeable about the past and present, so he must know this person?"
This time, Cai Zewen was confused: "I have never heard of such a country, let alone such a person. I once boasted that I was very familiar with the affairs of kings since Yao and Shun, but I didn't want to make any omissions. I dared to Ask the young master, where do these come from?"
Zhao Zheng is very depressed at the moment, yes, very depressed. This is what Xiao Gao told him before, and now he feels that he is in this state. "So you should read more..." Because it was Xiao Gao who said this at that time, he read more and more diligently, but as he read and read, he still couldn't find the source of many things Xiao Gao said, and he searched for them in himself. I have mentioned the reasons countless times, and every time I ask: Is it because I still don’t work hard enough?
So when he went back at night, he would copy whatever Xiao Gao asked him to copy, and he would carry whatever Xiao Gao asked him to carry. Even if Xiao Gao did not ask for it, he would take the initiative to look for it. When you are tired, simply take a rest, and when you are sleepy, find ways to refresh yourself. After so many years of studying, I have gotten used to it, but I still can't keep up with Xiao Gao. He still had never seen a lot of the things Xiao Gao said.
Although later he vaguely felt that something was wrong and often looked for opportunities to choke Xiao Gao, but most of the time he still felt that maybe he had really forgotten. Now that he finally had a teacher who was knowledgeable about the past and present, how could he give up the opportunity to figure it out? However, the result obtained from this question...
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang...the teacher is calling you." Zhao Zheng turned his head numbly when someone pulled his sleeves. Cheng Jiao saw that he had really turned around. He learned the lesson from the last time and would not waste the opportunity this time. He quickly Grinning at him. Seeing that Zhao Zheng was silent and did not immediately look away from him, he just thought that his brother Wang had finally relented, and his smile became even brighter.
As soon as Zhao Zheng arrived at the martial arts field in the afternoon, he found that Cheng Jiao had already arrived. In the past, people who would arrive just before Meng Wu started class were very attentive today and stuck to him as soon as he arrived. "Brother Wang, Brother Wang, you finally paid attention to me this morning. I'm very happy." Zhao Zheng was a little confused. He was either listening to the teacher's lecture this morning or thinking about Xiao Gao. How often did he pay attention to him?
Zhao Zheng had no time to worry about him at the moment. When he thought about his shortcomings in riding, shooting, and swordsmanship, he couldn't even compare to this kid in front of him. How could he waste time? So I patted his shoulder and told him to let go. Cheng Jiao let go of Zhao Zheng's shot, but he went to get the bow and arrow and didn't see it. Cheng Jiao smiled so brightly that it was more dazzling than the scorching sun in summer, and he looked silly and silly. He wanted to stay still for a while. Stay longer.
In this way, a few months passed in the blink of an eye, the national mourning period passed, everyone took off their mourning clothes, and the stranger officially ascended the throne. On the day of the ceremony, the stranger was dressed in black clothes embroidered with white and red silk threads, with a nine-pointed crown on his head. He stood solemnly on the altar to worship heaven and earth. Above him is a dome of ten thousand feet, at his feet are towering mountains, behind him are neat ceremonial guards laid out for more than ten miles, and on his shoulders is the fate of thousands of people in Qin.
Zhao Zheng, as the officially conferred eldest son, stood ten steps away from him with his younger brother Cheng Jiao, waiting. Behind them were all the important ministers of the Qin State, including Lu Buwei, who was newly promoted to the prime minister and was granted the title of Marquis Wenxin. . Cheng Jiao was still a little frightened when he saw this scene. He lowered his head and did not dare to move. Zhao Zheng was only a year or two older than him, but he stood tall and majestic, as tall and solemn as a pine and a cypress.
After the ceremony, the palace was brightly lit at night, and strangers held a grand palace banquet here. At that time, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras could be heard endlessly, the long sleeves of the dancers in the palace were fluttering, and the guests were enjoying themselves while drinking and drinking.
At this time, Empress Dowager Huayang looked at Zhao Ji with a smile. When she opened her mouth, no one dared to say anything: "Zhao's tiptoe dance is famous in other countries. The old woman has heard about Handan's walking ceremony, but she has never seen it in person. In the past, you famously moved Handan with your tiptoe dance. I guess the guests today are also very curious, so why not dance for everyone to cheer up..." After he finished speaking, he paused, looked at the stranger again and said with a smile, "Your Majesty. I guess you won’t object since we haven’t seen each other for a long time?”
Listening to what the Empress Dowager Huayang said, Yiren also remembered how he got married to Zhao Ji over a dance in Handan. At that time, he was still a lowly hostage. Considering the current situation, he felt a little sad. Looking at the national mourning When the term was over, Zhao Ji regained her grace and grace when she dressed up. She looked stunningly beautiful. She was quite proud of being her husband-in-law, so she nodded expectantly, not noticing anything like this today. How embarrassing it is to ask Zhao Ji, the wife of the King of Qin, to dance in front of all the ministers.
As soon as the Queen Mother Huayang finished speaking and looked at Zhao Ji, Zhao Zheng's little hands clenched into fists: What are geishas like dancing in front of people if they don't treat their mother as a pleasure? What made him even more frustrated was that he was now unable to stop such an insult... He still remembered the lesson from that day. On such occasions, if they fight, their mother and son's life will be over; if they don't fight, they can only watch their mother being humiliated.
So at this time, his hands were shaking so much that Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel sad and didn't notice anything strange about her son. Only Cheng Jiao on the side secretly pulled his sleeve, blinked at him with big eyes, and whispered: "Brother Wang, don't be sad." Zhao Zheng slowly turned his head and looked at him blankly. What he said, but the hand that was clenched into a fist slowly relaxed.
The queen saw the situation here clearly and felt quite unhappy. She curled her lips, put on a mother-of-the-nation style, looked around the guests with a smile, and finally turned her eyes on Zhao Ji and said: "I also want to meet Zhao Ji, who was the most beautiful woman in Handan in the past. Ji Fengcai." After saying that, she looked at the stranger and said, "Your Majesty, I want to fulfill the wish of the little boy [4]."
After that, everyone said something to each other, most of which asked her to dance. Zhao Ji felt a chill coming from her back. The biting chill made her tremble all over. She looked at Lu Buwei expectantly, but found that although the other party also looked at He looked at her and apologized to her, but his attitude was very obvious. She sneered in her heart, then stood up and took the order from the Queen Mother Huayang: "My son-in-law takes the order."
Not only does Zhao Nu have an outstanding dancing posture, but she also has an extremely graceful walking posture. Zhao Ji just walked a few steps from the banquet to the palace, and she had already made many ministers look at her. Not to mention that as the music played, the beautiful scene like falling flowers and trees was presented to everyone. It was simply like It's like there are thousands of soft hooks scratching at the heart, making it difficult to stay distracted.
Seeing the faint sadness in his mother's eyes, and looking at those ugly glances, Zhao Zheng felt nauseated. He secretly grabbed the clothes at his knees a few times, and it took him a long time to recover.
That day, the lights in Xianyang Palace were gorgeous and cold, and they stayed on all night long...
