Chapter 165: A boy ruining the country?
After a while.
After receiving the report from his servants, Wei Liao, leaning on a cane and walking slowly, arrived at the gate of the National Guard Mansion.
Only more than an hour had passed, but looking at Wei Liao's mental state, he seemed to have aged by more than ten years.
Zhao Gao had an exaggerated smile on his face, but he did not enter the palace, nor did he bow his head or bow.
He said casually, “The Weiguo Wei, the four-horse royal carriage, your majesty has never let Gao bestow it on anyone.”
"How can a driver know the joy of riding in a car? I am not a captain of a country, so it is not my turn to be ridiculed by a castrated person like you."
Zhao Gao's face darkened, and he said sinisterly, "The journey to Kuaiji is long and steep, so the commander-in-chief must ask me to find a driver from the Xianyang Palace. Otherwise, the commander-in-chief will be too tired from the journey and will not be able to go to Kuaiji due to his old age and weakness."
The Minister of the Imperial Chariots was in charge of the royal chariots and carriages, and all the royal charioteers were under Zhao Gao's jurisdiction.
Wei Liao's face was filled with anger. He swung his cane with both hands and smashed it at Zhao Gao. When the cane fell, it made a sound of breaking through the air, showing that this cane was not just for show.
Zhao Gao stretched out his hand to intercept, and caught the heavy wooden crutch that Wei Liao threw at him with one hand.
Zhao Gao quickly moved closer to Wei Liao and spoke very quickly.
"The captain walks slowly, and his cane is very heavy. Gao will report the truth to His Majesty."
Let go, pull away, step back, all in one go.
Wei Liao slammed his cane on the ground and shouted angrily, "Get lost."
Zhao Gao said nothing more and did not say goodbye. He mounted his horse and rode back to the Xianyang Palace on a deserted road.
The majestic and exquisite four-horse royal carriage, which only the king is qualified to use, was left outside the Guowei Mansion for all passers-by to see.
Leaning on a cane, Wei Liao stared at the four-horse royal carriage for a long time, and called out a dozen soldiers from the Guowei Mansion.
Wei Liao sat alone in the four-horse royal carriage that only the First Emperor could ride.
There was no anger on his face, only thought.
The voice was full of anger, and one could tell at once that the person speaking was extremely angry.
"Follow me to the Chang'an Palace!"
Wheels and wheels~
Wei Liao's private driver, who could only steer a single-horse carriage flexibly, was trembling with fear and drove the four-horse royal carriage carefully.
The royal carriage drawn by four horses drove slowly towards the palace of Lord Chang'an, with a group of soldiers from the Imperial Guard's Office following on each side of the carriage. They did not need to run but only needed to walk.
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Chang'an Lord's Mansion, Hall.
"Chang'an Jun should be fully aware of the customs . With a child's heart, it is difficult not to go to the battlefield."
Li Si shook his head, feeling helpless.
What was the culture of the Qin Dynasty? It was martial arts, admiration for soldiers, respect for strength, and contempt for anything other than fighting on the battlefield.
No matter if you are a fool or a wise man, as long as you are in Daqin, you must be trapped.
It goes without saying that fools just go with the flow and stick to the path of military merit and honor of the Qin Dynasty.
A wise man like Li Si could see that the Qin Dynasty had such shortcomings, but he had to pretend not to see them.
Because this is the root of the Qin Dynasty.
Ying Chengjiao had been a playboy for ten years, and the Qin officials regarded him as a child and did not hide their hostility towards him.
There are actually not many people among them who are truly hostile to Ying Chengjiao.
What does the fact that Ying Chengjiao is a brat have to do with them?
How many people would care about whether their neighbor’s children have a bright future?
But they had to care because the King of Qin wanted them to care and the State of Qin wanted them to care.
Since Qin Xiaogong, all the Qin kings have been fueling this trend, including the First Emperor Ying Zheng.
The entire Qin State from top to bottom.
It is necessary to develop this kind of absolute worship of fighting on the battlefield in order to create an army of tigers and wolves.
We must also have extreme contempt for playboys like Ying Chengjiao. If we don't despise such boys who dare not go to the battlefield, how can we get more Qin people to go to the battlefield?
This is the culture of the Qin State. The culture of a country has extremely far-reaching and significant significance to the rest of the country.
This is their strategy.
Let young people yearn for the army, love the country, and have faith in the nation.
"He is ignorant, and so are you? Swords have no eyes, aren't you afraid that your son will die on the frontier?"
Li Si was silent for a while, and then he said, "That was his own choice."
"He can choose for himself? He is a child, he..."
Before Ying Chengjiao could finish his words, he felt a pain in the back of his foot. He realized that Han Fei had stepped on him secretly, so he stopped talking.
"Please, Lord Chang'an, take care of You'er. I am willing to serve you like a dog or a horse."
Li Si lowered his head, very humble.
If I had known that Uncle Meng’s wine would bring out Li Si, I would not have gone to the Xuanniao Palace.
If I agree to this and Zhao Xianglu finds out, she will try to assassinate me eight times a day. It will be very troublesome.
Ying Chengjiao thought to himself and knew why Li Si was looking for him.
In the Xuanniao Palace, Meng Wu presented Ying Chengjiao with a bottle of wine, and everyone saw it.
In the eyes of Li Si and others, this was the most obvious stance, Meng Wu was on Ying Chengjiao's side.
The Shangjun where Ying Fusu was going was in the northwest corner of Daqin, and most of the areas there were actually fiefs of the Meng family.
With Ying Chengjiao's agreement, Li Si's eldest son Li You will be taken care of by the Meng family, and his safety factor in the northwestern border will increase a thousand times.
"Does my brother know that you are here?"
"What could possibly happen in Xianyang that could be hidden from Your Majesty?"
"You are a smart person. It would be more appropriate for you to talk to your brother about this matter now."
"Si was in a trance in the Xuanniao Palace, and finally understood a little bit of His Majesty's intentions."
Li Si stood up respectfully and bowed towards the direction of Xianyang Palace.
"Your Majesty only cares about the world."
"Hey, Left Prime Minister, I'll tell you the truth. If I help you with this, I have the Left Prime Minister for civil affairs and Meng Wu for military affairs. I was forced by my mother to marry and have children, so I will definitely have more children.
"I have such a great influence and I have offspring. Even if I don't have any bad intentions, my subordinates will have them. When the time comes, embroider a black bird crown and let me wear it. Then things will be difficult."
Li Si's face showed a look of loneliness that was visibly evident to the naked eye, and he shook his head with a wry smile.
"I understand. I don't blame Chang'an Jun. Chang'an Jun rescued my brother, and I will remember this favor in my heart. If Chang'an Jun has any request, I will respond to it."
Li Si bowed deeply to Han Fei, tears streaming down his face.
"Brother is not dead, I am extremely happy, and I regret that I poisoned him. If Junior Brother Zhang knew that Brother is not dead, he would be so happy that he would sleep for three days in the tower."
Rustle~
The brush left beautiful words on the paper.
[I wanted to die, it had nothing to do with my junior brother. With my junior brother seeing me off, even if I was not rescued by the Lord that day, I would die without regrets.]
"My senior brother's words make me feel guilty."
Han Fei was imprisoned in Xianyang and sought death to serve his country.
Ying Zheng was grateful to his idol, a national hero, and for the sake of his idol's reputation, he gave him a cup of poisoned wine.
He wanted to send him to Xianyang Prison personally, but he gave up because he couldn't bear to see his idol die on the spot.
Thinking that in the last part of his idol's life, he should try his best to make him die in a better mood, so he sent Li Si to deliver the cup of poisoned wine.
The First Emperor's original intention was that Han Fei would feel better if his senior brother Li Si was by his side at his last moment. He had no other thoughts.
But in the eyes of Li Si, who loved to imagine, this was a test from the First Emperor.
Test which one Li Si would choose between Han Fei and Qin.
Your Majesty has so many subordinates, but he wanted me to send my senior brother on his way. He wanted to see if I would secretly replace the wine and save my senior brother's life. He was testing my loyalty.
Death of Han Fei.
It should be considered suicide.
But to say that Li Si killed Han Fei is, from a factual point of view, absolutely correct.
[Junior brother, please be at ease and don't take the past events to heart. I heard from you that Junior brother repeatedly spoke for Chunyu Yue in Xuanniao Hall, which shows Junior brother's character.]
Han Fei patted Li Si's shoulder casually, just like when he encouraged his younger brothers in the Jixia Academy.
Li Si wiped the tears from his face and showed a simple smile that only a child could show.
"From today on, I can finally hold my head high and face Junior Brother Zhang Cang."
【You always can. 】
"Chang'an Jun, Senior Brother, Li Si is leaving."
Chong Ying, Cheng Jiao and Han Fei each bowed. Li Si, who was lame, limped towards the door.
Ying Chengjiao looked at Li Si's somewhat desolate back, rolled his eyes, and muttered "cunning" under his breath.
"If you don't mind, Left Prime Minister, would you mind if I arranged for your son to be part of Fusu's personal guard?"
Plop~
Li Si turned around and knelt on the ground with extremely quick movements.
"Thank you, Lord Chang'an, for your great kindness!"
Li Si limped out of the hall, and the drunkard in white came in, reeking of alcohol.
Ying Chengjiao lay on the table and sighed.
"You guys always find trouble for me and I have to clean up your mess every day. You want to make achievements and build a big career, but can you please not take me with you?"
During this time, the drunkard replaced the wine pot with a wine gourd, and then sat on the chair, shaking the wine gourd back and forth.
"What are you trying to fool around with, Your Majesty? Li Si is as timid as a mouse. Those who talk about mouse philosophy are also like mice."
Ying Chengqiu snatched Li Mu's wine gourd, furious.
"I'm kidding you. Do you think Li Si is really afraid of you? He is a man who climbed from the bottom to the left prime minister of the Qin Dynasty. How could he be afraid of you, the Lord of Zhao Wu'an? Just think about whether Guo Kai was afraid of you at the beginning?"
"Your Majesty is the best at sophistry."
"I can't stand it anymore. Nai Gong is really talking to a cow. God opened the door to war for you, but nailed your window of politics tightly! This time on the trip to Shangjun, Jieba, you keep an eye on this drunkard and don't let him cause trouble all the time. I'm going to the tower to have some fun and relax."
Ying Chengjiao felt that if he stayed here any longer Li Mu would anger him to death, so he went out and shouted.
"Someone prepare the car, I want to go to the balcony!"
"Stuttering, is your Majesty deceiving me again?"
Han Fei watched the fun with great interest.
As long as you don't say that Korea is not your country, you can talk about whatever you want.
【No, your Majesty is right. Junior Brother Li came from a small corner of Chu to study at the Jixia Academy in Qi, and then traveled thousands of miles to Qin to become an official. How could a coward like a mouse achieve such a feat? There are thousands of people in the Jixia Academy, but only a few can be with me and whom I value.】
"I want to kill him, but he doesn't dare to get angry and keeps making excuses for me. Isn't this cowardice?"
[Junior brother has a request for the Lord, and giving face to Lord Wu An is giving face to the Lord. Imagine that Junior brother is so respectful to the Lord's guests, so is there any need to say anything about his attitude towards the Lord? Brother Li, can you see Junior brother limping when he walks? ]
"I will see it naturally."
Han Fei smiled meaningfully and kicked Li Mu in the knee.
The kick was not fast and Li Mu could have easily dodged it, but he didn't.
The pain spread from the bend of his leg to Li Mu's brain, and Li Mu touched the place where he was kicked.
"You'd better have a good reason."
Rustle~
Han Fei's writing is as powerful as dragons and snakes.
[It's not the force of the kick I used to kick you, but the force of the kick I used to kick my junior brother. Although the force is not small, it's not enough to make someone lame. My junior brother is definitely not as simple as Wu Anjun thinks.]
"...Li Si has been pretending to be lame. Why?"
【To ask the Lord to help his son. Junior brother's miserable condition is caused by the Lord's residence, and his attitude towards Wu Anjun is so bad. With the Lord's character, how can he reject Junior brother's request?】
Li Mu held his forehead, drunken, and said in a daze: "...You know everything, why don't you tell the Lord, and let Li Si achieve his goal like this."
Boom~
The drunkard, who had drunk who knows how much wine, could no longer resist the influence of alcohol and fell drunk on the table.
Do you think Your Majesty doesn’t know this?
Han Fei shook his head and said to himself, I didn’t write anything this time.
He went out and asked two servants to carry Li Mu back to his room to sleep. Han Fei walked back to his own courtyard, laughing as he walked.
My junior brother wants to join your army, why would you stop him?
The gate of Chang'an Jun Mansion is open.
A driver slowly drove out in an exquisitely designed one-horse carriage.
The curtain of the carriage was not drawn, and Ying Chengjiao was sitting inside, looking out.
As soon as he drove out of the gate of Chang'an Jun Mansion, Ying Chengjiao saw Li Si, who had not left and was still sitting on a small stool at the door.
"Wait a minute."
The driver stopped the car as instructed.
Ying Chengjiao poked his head out and smiled at Li Si, saying, "If the Left Prime Minister is not busy, Chengjiao will treat you to a meal. Can you go to the tower and take a look?"
The water stains on Li Si's face had not yet dried, which were obviously traces of tears from washing his face with clean water.
At this moment, his face was full of seriousness, his eyes were looking at the distance on the road, and he said to Ying Chengjiao:
"If Lord Chang'an wants to go to the tower, please go as soon as possible. If you are a little slower, His Majesty's carriage with four horses will be here soon."
"Royal brother? What is he doing here again? Is he still trying to poach my people?"
Ying Chengjiao muttered to himself and followed Li Si's gaze, and saw the royal carriage with four horses approaching slowly in the distance.
No, why is the four-horse carriage so slow?
Ying Chengjiao frowned.
My brother the emperor is in a hurry and attaches great importance to efficiency. He has never been so slow.
Turning his head to look at Li Si, Ying Chengjiao sighed and said, "The Left Prime Minister is thoughtful. I will definitely give you instructions in person regarding your son's affairs."
Li Si did not leave immediately. It was obvious that he had noticed something was wrong with the four-horse carriage and was here to support him.
"Thank you, Changan-kun."
No matter how slow the royal carriage with four horses is, it still has four horses.
Half a cup of tea later, a driver whom Ying Chengjiao did not recognize drove a four-horse carriage and stopped in front of the gate of Chang'an Jun's mansion.
Also stopping on both sides of the carriage were ten soldiers wearing official uniforms of the Imperial Guards' Office.
Wei Liao? Why did the emperor lend him the four-horse carriage?
Ying Chengjiao was confused.
"You are a traitor to the country! You still sit on the king's carriage when you see it?"
