Mrs. Qin Xiangguo

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After more than a month, the assassination of Qin Xiangguo was finally settled.

On the square outside the Xianyang Academy, not only was there a notice on the copying of Xiaozhuan, but there was also a special person reading out the explanation.

The assassin was indeed a Confucian scholar who came to Korea. Although he was a Korean, if he broke the law in Qin, he would still be dealt with according to Qin law.Confucian scholars assassinated Qin Xiangguo and Taishi, even if they failed, it would still greatly humiliate Qin.

Qin Wangzheng was furious, and wanted to drive away guest officials and Confucian scholars in Qin Han to show revenge, but the laws of Qin were clear, and there were no regulations for killing people and even sitting on the whole country, even the King of Qin could not violate them.Therefore, this matter must be done in accordance with the law in order to demonstrate the justice of the Qin law.

Confucian scholars in the Qin Dynasty were also not allowed to write essays and express their feelings.

As soon as such punishment came out, even some passionate people who were ready to die generously in Xianyang completely turned off their flames.

It is said that the state of Qin is a "tyranny of Qin", and the king of Qin is a tyrant, but even if the closest husband and elders of Qin Wangzheng are in danger, he insists on following Qin's law to deal with it.

Confucianism also pays attention to fairness and justice. If this is not fair, then what is it?

The discussions and debates that were raging in the dust completely died down because of a notice.

One thing ends, and another.

Qin Tingwei Li Si walked into the post house slowly with a thousand steps.

After entering Mr. Han's courtyard, Li Si went straight to the study.Sure enough, as soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw Young Master Fei sitting behind the long table, carefully reading the book in his hand.

Hearing footsteps, Han Fei looked up.

Touching the faces of former classmates, Young Master Fei just put down the scroll.

"Si... why are you here?" Young Master Fei asked.

"Young Master's letter today is here with me," Li Si replied calmly, "Your Majesty ordered me to return it to you, Young Master."

Han Fei's movements stopped, and then he nodded slowly, almost knowingly.

"Thank you." Han Fei said.

Li Si took a deep breath suddenly.

Along the way, the thousands of words he was brewing were blocked in his throat because of this simple "thank you".

Han Fei's letter was very simple, it was about the assassination of Qin Prime Minister Lu Buwei, advising King Qin to stay in Korea instead of destroying Korea.Li Si believed that his statement was still well-founded and logical, but he only saw an opening point, so Li Si didn't read on.

It doesn't matter what the letter said.

The important thing is that Han Fei expressed his attitude to King Qin: he didn't want to serve Qin.

why?

Is there any reason?

Why is this so, even if Han Fei talked about King Han today, would the result be changed?

Several questions were circling in Li Si's mind. He really wanted to argue clearly with Han Fei and asked Han Fei to state his reasons one by one, and Li Si would refute them one by one.

As if they were still under Xunzi's sect, everyone argued and speculated with each other, non-stop day and night, until someone was convinced and completely admitted that the other party was right.

But the court is not a school.

No matter what Han Fei thought, whether Li Si understood or not, he had made a choice.

So in the face of Han Fei's calmness, Li Si was completely speechless.

It was Han Fei who slowly stood up from behind the long table.

He moved slowly, got up and walked slowly in front of Li Si; he also spoke slowly, Han Fei raised his hands, deliberated for a long time, and then said what he wanted to say as uninterrupted as possible.

"Congratulations," Han Fei said, "Your wish has come true."

The young man in front of him was amiable and well behaved, and because he stammered, his speech was always gentle and concise, as if he had no temper.

But Li Si knew that Han Fei was not slow.

"What came true?" Li Si asked.

Han Fei tilted his head.

His eyes flickered, and then a slight smile appeared on his good-natured clean face: "After leaving the teacher, after the teacher, Sike came to Korea. I recommend it for him. It's great to be a classmate and a colleague."

Suddenly, Li Si seemed to be back when he was a student.

Youthful spirit, full of longing.Even if Li Si is a commoner and Han Fei is a son, they are both students of Xunqing, as if there is no difference between birth and family.

This was what Han Fei had said to Li Si.

At that time, Han Fei was already preparing to return to Xinzheng. That was what Han Fei told him when Li Si visited him on the night of his farewell.

How did he reply back then?

Li Si's memory was not as good as Han Fei's, but the memory of the parting scenes in the past was still fresh.

"Although South Korea is big," Li Si shook his head, "but it's not big enough to hold your son and me."

"Where does Tonggu want to vote?" Han Fei continued.

"Qin Neng."

Li Si spoke firmly, as if he was still a young man from the past: "Qin State uses commercial martingale to implement new laws. King Qin's ambition does not coincide with the grand plan of the young master. Why didn't the young master go to Qin with me?"

Han Fei laughed loudly when he heard this.

He hasn't changed.

Li Si knew very well that after returning to South Korea, even though the King of Han did not use his son Fei, Han Fei was somewhat depressed, but he was still the son of the royal family.

The status of a public secretary can at least allow Han Fei to write his own articles and treatises in Han Haosheng, and live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

"Qin."

Han Fei repeated what he had said in the past, and he shook his head: "Can't Qin either?"

Li Si asked, "Why?"

Han Fei back then didn't answer.

Gazing at this face that seems to still have a youthful spirit today, Li Si in the past coincides with Li Si in the present, asking the same question.

"If I die," Han Fei tilted his head, "Will your life be better?"

Li Si was taken aback.

"You still haven't answered me—"

Halfway through his speech, he stopped abruptly.

This was Han Fei's answer.

Qin also can't tolerate son Fei and Li Si, it's not that Qin Ting is not enough for them to display their ambitions at the same time, it's between them, Qin only needs one.

Li Si is very smart. When he was under Xun Qing's school, his husband praised him.It is said that Li Si always thinks things faster than other students. Others think one step, but he can think three steps.

But Han Fei was smarter than him.

Ordinary people think about things one step later, but Han Fei can think about Qin's unification of the six countries.

If Qin State only needed one of the two, Li Si hoped that this person was himself.

In order to achieve this goal, he is not afraid to give his friends a ride.

"you……"

At this juncture, Li Si was exceptionally calm.Maybe he and Han Fei knew each other well, even if their true psychology was exposed, Li Si didn't feel any guilt or shame.

He was even a little clear and proud: Of course Han Fei could figure out what he was thinking, and the friendship between their classmates was not fake.

"You can also get rid of me in reverse." Li Tancheng said: "If you can die in the hands of the young master, I will obey."

"I don't want to." Han Fei said lightly.

Why not?

Why exactly?

Li Si just couldn't figure it out.

He knew that Han Fei sometimes thought too clearly, and when he saw the end, he didn't want to do things in vain and fell into nothingness.It's just that when the situation really happened, Li Si still couldn't fully understand Han Fei's thinking.

The more he didn't understand, the more he could clearly perceive the gap between the two.

Even when Qin Wangzheng clearly showed Han Fei's point of view of killing him if he didn't use it, Li Si breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Fei doesn't fight, so he wins without fighting.

"The King of Qin knows that you are a great talent," Li Si said, "If you are not used by Qin, you must not be used by other countries. Do you really choose this?"

"You are, for Qin Chen," Han Fei answered irrelevantly, "As the king of Qin, it is only natural to act like this... it should be."

"Everything I do is according to your master's wish." Li Si said.

Han Fei believed that the monarch should have absolute power, and believed that the ministers should be the hands, feet and tools of the monarch, and be fully used by the monarch.Li Si did it, and he claimed to do it very well.

The former classmates now say that although Li Si and Gong Zifei are disciples of Xunqing, they follow the principles of Legalism.

But Li Si didn't think he was.

He walked the way of a king.It is the king of Qin, so whatever the king of Qin wants, he will give.

Li Siben thought that Han Fei was going to praise him.

But Han Fei shook his head.

"Don't be too extreme," Han Fei said softly, "Leave a way out."

Li Si closed his eyes.

This is not out of ideas, but out of exhortations to friends.Li Si understood very well that Han Fei's writing was extremely extreme and unfeeling. He strictly abided by his ideas and was almost strict, and he could hardly find anything related to human nature in his ideas.

But he is human after all.

So I want to repay the favor of King Han, so I don't want to see my classmates go to a dead end.

"I see." Li Si still maintained a flat expression on his face.

He waved his hand, and the eunuch who followed him stepped into the study.

The old eunuch lowered his head, holding a gorgeous wine vessel firmly in his hands.

"The wine King Qin gave you." Li Si said, "He ordered me to watch you drink it."

Han Fei laughed out loud.

Even Young Master Fei's laughter was the same as before, as if they were not in Xianyang, not in Qin, but still in a simple school.It wasn't until the eunuch brought the wine vessel in front of him that Han Fei stopped laughing.

He picked up the wine glass and waited quietly for the eunuch to pour the wine.

The clear liquid swayed in the cup, and Han Fei took a close breath, and the rich aroma of wine came to his nostrils.

"Qin wine is thick," he sighed, "it is really good wine."

Li Si couldn't hold back, and turned his head away.

He was still holding Han Fei's letter in his hand, and Li Si's expression remained unchanged, but his hands tightly squeezed the paper until the veins on the back of his hands and knuckles were clearly visible.

Han Fei raised the wine vessel——

At the moment Li Si was holding his breath, noisy footsteps broke into the door.

The sudden sound startled Han Fei and raised his head.Li Si also followed the sound and saw a familiar face.

Wei Sheng, the steward of Lu's mansion, led his troops to stand still. He scanned the room, his eyes stayed on the wine vessel in Han Fei's hand, and he raised his eyebrows.

"The prime minister has an order. Since South Korea surrendered, it will be held in a prison where all Han's envoys and hostages will be taken." Wei Sheng said: "We will discuss everything after the king of Han enters Qin."

After finishing speaking, he saluted to Han Fei, and then raised his hand: "My lord, I won't do anything, please do it yourself."

Only then did Han Fei put down the wine vessel.

"Thank you, Xiangguo," Han Fei said.

He took a deep look at Li Si, who was frozen in place, how did he pick up the wine vessel, and how did he put it back gracefully.

After that, Han Fei took a step and passed Li Si.

Wei Sheng waited for him to leave, then bowed to Li Si to leave.

Until everyone left, the huge room was empty, leaving Li Si alone.He suddenly came back to his senses, and the heartstrings that had been stretched until the last moment were completely relaxed.Liston felt his legs go limp, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Great.

Or is it too bad?

He didn't know whether he was feeling happy or regretful at this moment.

…………

……

At the same time, Lu Mansion.

No matter how tense, heavy and cold the posthouse is, Lu Buwei's house is still full of joy and harmony.

The dignified Xiangguo was ordered by the king to recuperate from his wounds, and it was a joy to go there with salted fish at home.When Zhao Weizhen found the backyard, he was holding a sandbag in his left hand, and smiled at Wen Yin in the distance: "I count to three, one, two, three—"

When counting to "three", Lu Buwei made a gesture and threw a sandbag to the left, and Wen Yin immediately rushed to the left.

But at the critical point, his arm stopped suddenly, and with a fake move, the sandbag was thrown to the right.

The exquisite sandbag just passed by Wen Yin, and hit the goal that was pulled out with a red line.

Wen Yin stomped her feet angrily: "Father is lying!"

Lu Buwei said complacently: "Young Master Fei wrote a book saying: Soldiers never tire of deceit. Even if they don't understand this, Wen Yin also said that when she grows up, she will go to the battlefield to fight? Don't be tricked by the generals of the six countries!"

After finishing speaking, he took the words from Deyin.

"Let's play later." Lu Buwei persuaded, "I'll show you sister the words first."

Zhao Weizhen, who was watching from the sidelines: "..."

How should I put it, I feel like I'm not teasing my daughter, but a monkey.

Zhao Weizhen stepped forward, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Have you read all of Gongzi Fei's works?"

While browsing Deyin's copybook, Lu Buwei said, "This man has a great talent and cannot be used by Qin. He really should be killed."

Zhao Weizhen raised his eyebrows: "Since that's the case, why do you persuade the king to keep him?"

The point is, it was persuaded.

In history, Han Fei died a heartbreaking death. When he died, Lu Buwei had already committed suicide because he was jealous of Qin Wangzheng.

But Zhao Weizhen thinks that the changes in history are not simply because of Lu Buwei's life.

There is no need for him to stay in Korea.

"King Han is about to enter Qin Dynasty," Lu Buwei said without raising his head, "Your Master is either dead or immortal, nothing will change at all, and..."

"and?"

Only then did Lu Buwei put down the copybook for his precious daughter.

A bit of cruelty flashed across his bright eyes, but there was still a gentle and humble smile on his face.Opposite emotions appear on a face, which is more icy than purely negative emotions.

"Buwei thinks," Lu Buwei said kindly, "the king also needs a Shangjun."

"You certainly don't mean that someone who is familiar with the "Fa Jing" is needed." Zhao Weizhen tilted his head.

"What I mean is," Lu Buwei said with a smile, "Your Majesty needs a person who can calm down the anger with death after the situation is settled."