Chaotic Qin

Gan Luo slowly poured out a glass of turbid wine, and loosened the slightly sour turbid wine down his throat, without any change in his expression.

Zhang Liang was sitting opposite him but tightly pursed his lips, his eyes were full of anger.

Seeing that Gan Luo raised his glass again and poured himself a drink, he reached out and slapped the wine cup off Gan Luo's palm with a "snap!", frowned and said angrily, "Why don't you want to follow me into the palace for such a big event? Your Majesty is making suggestions, but you are still in the mood to sit here and drink and have fun?"

Gan Luo unhurriedly got up and picked up the wine glass, sat back in his seat, and glanced at Zhang Liang who had no concealment on his face.

He shook his head with a smile, and said in a low voice, "How many years have you been with His Majesty?"

Zhang Liang thought that Gan Luo would answer his question, but he didn't expect him to ask a rhetorical question.

Zhang Liang frowned, glared at Gan Luo, who was powerless, and said, "I have not been with His Majesty for long, before... the Emperor taught me."

Gan Luo smiled when he heard this, reached out and tapped Zhang Liang's forehead.

He looked around, and after making sure that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said, "I guessed it would be like this. The emperor is gentle and generous, and he is the most generous and considerate, but his majesty is not like his father—he is a man of one word and one of the most sympathetic." I hate people who disagree with my opinions. Someone dared to offend Tianwei today, so there is no need for us to think too much, His Majesty must have already thought of a countermeasure, and he is just waiting to make an example of others. These people are considered dead."

Zhang Liang pouted: "I really don't understand your majesty's vindictive character? Of course I know that your majesty has already prepared countermeasures, but even so, there will always be some people in the court who will make things difficult for your majesty. Why do we You cannot help His Majesty!"

Gan Luo waved his hand again, and didn't turn around to Zhang Liang, and said bluntly: "No, I'm just saying that Zhang Liang doesn't understand what kind of person His Majesty is."

Zhang Liang looked at Gan Luo, waiting for him to explain himself.

Gan Luo didn't refuse, dipped his fingers in the wine and wrote a few words on the low table holding the wine.

Afterwards, he looked up at Zhang Liang whose face had turned pale, and said with a smile, "Am I right?"

Zhang Liang kept his mouth shut, but Gan Luo didn't care.

He continued: "I guessed it a long time ago, there is nothing to hide."

Zhang Liang glared at Gan Luo fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Even so, what does it have to do with this matter?"

Gan Luo smiled and tossed a boiled peanut into the mouth, and while chewing, he said: "In this case, with the emperor here, is there any need for you to show up? Your Majesty has countermeasures, and secondly, there are capable ministers. This matter is troublesome." There won't be any big troubles, at most, His Majesty will act like a baby to please the Emperor. You worry too much, go home quickly."

After finishing speaking, Gan Luo stood up and stretched himself.

He turned his head and said in a serious manner: "After half a month, the list will be released, I'll go find you and see how the results are together?"

Zhang Liang stood up and said calmly, "Your Majesty will not allow us to work together."

Gan Luo nodded: "Yes, this is of course impossible. You'd better think about the counties and counties other than the original lord of Daqin and the old place of South Korea, where is suitable for you, and face the emperor and His Majesty earlier. It’s better to save some trouble by passing through.”

Only then did Zhang Liang say: "You mean——Your Majesty has already made a decision in his heart, and he will never allow officials to serve in his homeland again."

Seeing that he heard what he hadn't said, Gan Luo just nodded to admit it.

Immediately, Gan Luo said no more, and the two bowed their hands to each other, and they parted.

Gan Luo stood in place and looked at Zhang Liang who was still in a hurry after leaving, couldn't help but shook his head, and continued to walk home.

Since his father's death, Gan Luo has been living in the Yonggong Palace under the care of Ying Zheng. After he was fifteen years old, he was simply promoted by him to become Ying Zheng's companion.

Although his status is close, Ying Zheng was not a prince who needed others to be his followers, and he did not show close enough to him.

Gan Luo understood that if it weren't for the favor of his deceased father, Ying Zheng would not bother to care about him.

Because of this, Gan Luo seized almost all available resources to approach Yingzheng, thinking about the mind of the monarch who needs to serve in the future.

Therefore, Gan Luo knew very well that as long as his achievements in the scientific examination this time were not unsightly, he was destined to stay in the capital and take over the post starting from general affairs; but Zhang Liang was different.

Zhang Liang was raised by the emperor, and the emperor has always been very generous to children with feelings. It is estimated that he will go outside to break into his own world.

Gan Luo calculated everything in his heart, very emotional, and a little bit unwilling.

He also hopes to have a world where he can display his ambitions, but people must know how to cherish blessings. Although Gan Luo envies Zhang Liang's good luck, he is not in a hurry to envy Zhang Liang.

As long as he has the ability, there will always be a day when he can show his talents!

Thinking of this, Gan Luo clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

After Zhang Liang and Gan Luo parted, although they seemed to be walking gracefully, their chest felt uncomfortable as if they were holding their breath.

He returned home sullenly, went straight into his study and shut himself in the door, and didn't want to eat until it was getting dark.

"Boom, boom..." sounded outside the door.

Without Zhang Liang's permission, his father, Zhang Ping, had already pushed the door in with a bowl.

Zhang Liang immediately put away the emotion on his face, got up and respectfully won, and hurriedly called "Father".

Zhang Ping nodded, sat next to him, put the dinner in front of Zhang Liang, and said gently: "No matter what happened, since your mother has already passed away, you shouldn't let her go underground and worry about your health." .It's almost time for dinner."

Zhang Liang blushed with guilt, nodded, and hurriedly picked up the bowl and swallowed the food quickly.

Seeing that Zhang Liang had almost eaten, Zhang Ping put away the smile on his face.

He smoothed the folds of his clothes, and said gently: "What embarrassing thing happened to my son? Although your father doesn't have the ability to turn the tide and prevent Korea from being destroyed, he is clearer about some personnel transactions than you."

Zhang Liang was also unambiguous, and directly asked the question in his heart: "I don't understand why after the incident of collective fraud, His Majesty can't tolerate the idea of ​​local officials staying in office, and must send people to other places to serve."

Zhang Ping couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

He touched the top of his son's head who was more and more handsome after not seeing him for many years, soothing his emotions like when Zhang Liang was stubborn when he was a child.

When the aggrieved expression on Zhang Liang's face subsided, Zhang Ping said: "The involvement of the local people is not only about the interests, but also the inseparable relationship such as relatives and blood, these are not the words 'enforce the law for the public' It can be solved. In the face of your relatives, if he violated the law and you order him to obey the law, then some people may say that you "destroy relatives with righteousness", but more people will think that such a person is naturally ruthless, cruel and selfish. If a person can even attack his own relatives, let alone someone who has nothing to do with him?"

Zhang Ping shook his head as he spoke, and said with a burst of blood: "Although we are already 'Qin people' in name, the ones who can truly be trusted by His Majesty are the old Qin people who live in the hinterland of Guanzhong. I don’t blame His Majesty, whoever sits in this position will make the same decision. After a hundred years, the contradictions will melt like ice and snow—what I’m really curious about is, who told you the news?”

If he had suffered adversity since he was a child, Zhang Liang might be able to immediately understand the kinship that Zhang Ping just mentioned.

However, after Qin Zichu approached Xianyang Palace to teach him, his living environment was terribly simple, and the education he received every day was "self-improvement, hard work" and other positive guidance.

Therefore, although Zhang Liang is extremely smart now, he really lacks too many human contacts.

Hearing Zhang Ping's teaching at this time, he couldn't react for a long time, and when he understood the meaning, he was disgusted enough.

Zhang Liang hummed awkwardly, and muttered, "If the Emperor presides over this matter, why is it like this?"

Zhang Ping stared at his son, smiled without saying a word.

After a while, Zhang Liang scratched his cheek in embarrassment, lowered his head and finally admitted: "If it's the emperor, I'm afraid he doesn't have such courage as His Majesty. You can guess it by looking at his behavior during his reign."

Zhang Ping finally nodded in satisfaction, and said softly: "Okay, now that you have figured it out, I won't say much about this matter for my father."

"Send father off respectfully." Zhang Liang got up to see him off.

When he reached the door, he suddenly pulled Zhang Ping's sleeves, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "Father, do you actually want to become an official when you tell me this?"

Zhang Ping was stunned for a while, then suddenly slapped Zhang Liang on the back of the head and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about? If I can't keep my vow to the Korean survivors that I will never be used by Qin, then I can't control them anymore At that time, the future of your brothers will all be shattered."

Zhang Liang didn't dare to speak out. Zhang Ping gave the eldest son a hard look, and complained in a low voice: "The emperor of Qin has educated you so well. He didn't even care about this little thing. The two are looking for help."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ping left the study with heavy steps.

Qin Zichu and Ying Zheng sat together and chatted about government affairs.

He picked up the memorial that reported that all the test center members in Liaodong County participated in cheating countless times to check, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't help the smile on his face.

If such a big mess happened normally, Qin Zichu would definitely frown and scold the officials and students involved in it for being shameless.

Therefore, Qin Zichu's current performance is clearly written with "problems".

After being patient for a while, Ying Zheng obeyed his own thoughts and asked, "Why is Zi Chu smiling so heartily?"

Qin Zichu threw down the memorial in his hand, but he couldn't suppress the upturned corner of his mouth no matter what: "I remembered that when I was studying, the buddy who shared the bed was considered to be from Liaodong County. He plagiarized all the way to take the national exam. In the end, he stepped into the score line of our school; later, there were a few students in the department who came from the same place, and they all said that the local exam supervision is not strict, and they all took advantage of the exam.”

Ying Zheng couldn't help but twitched his lips when he heard Qin Zichu recall the past.

However, what Yingzheng said did not show any tolerance towards local officials and examinees: "The local county magistrate dereliction of duty, deducted five years' salary, all other officials involved in this matter were beheaded, and the candidates who cheated were exiled to Lishan to repair the imperial mausoleum. .”

Ying Zheng's cold eyes slid across the map, and said in a deep voice, "We should let them know that my tolerance is limited."