Chapter 49 Taishu Jiu: The Traitor's Skills Gradually Improve 49...

Ying Zheng began to read the contents of the letter. Each letter had the recipient's name marked at the beginning, and he understood the meaning of these letters of condolence.

The first half is a perfectly normal expression of sympathy, but then a few unintentionally slip in later: "There's a new dog hole in the corner of the yard, watch out for thieves," "It's been raining lately, the small damage to the roof needs to be repaired soon," "Was yesterday's millet rice and the two dishes and soup delicious?" "If the spoon is broken, just replace it; your salary hasn't been reduced," "There's a nest of rats in the kitchen; it's better to deal with them sooner rather than later," "Yesterday you told your wife that commoners don't need to learn to read and write; I think that's wrong, so don't say it again."

Each letter contained different words of condolence, but they all showed concern for the details. Even without being there in person, he could tell that what was written on them was absolutely true.

The words at the beginning and end were both expressions of concern, but the latter part became increasingly alarming the more you read it.

If the person in question received such a letter of condolence, they would probably be so frightened that they would fall off their chair and look around in terror and suspicion.

Sending such a 'letter of condolence' serves both as a deterrent to them and as a warning to important officials in the court.

Ying Zheng took a deep breath. This letter had come at just the right time, providing him with much assistance.

Don't think you can ignore his orders just because he's young. He knows everything, even what you say in private. Even if he can't do anything now, who knows if he'll bring up the past and settle scores later?

Using this incident to reprimand the court officials was clearly a better approach than his previous plans. He glanced at Taishu Jiu, who was still compiling textbooks at the other end of the hall.

Silently, I decided to hand over the impeachment of the remaining people to the other party. Those who could still receive letters of condolence were in the category of those who could still be saved, while those who couldn't even get letters of condolence would have to be dealt with directly. I don't know how many of them were influenced by other people's power, and how many were simply stupid and wicked on their own.

Ying Zheng first tentatively took a few steps toward his desk, and only after discovering that a stack of letters floating in the air also flew away with him did he feel at ease and walk toward his desk.

This time, Ying Zheng sat down and, like Taishu Jiu, began to write furiously, copying the words in the air onto the paper.

Qin sat opposite them, propping his chin up, and secretly took out a light screen to look at it. After a while, he felt that one was too boring, so he took out several more.

Besides the view of the Qin Kingdom from above, resembling a tourism promotional video, the screen also showed scenes of students peeking into the learning activities at branch schools across the country, and even the equally chaotic office scene of Lü Buwei next door.

Qin multitasks, conjuring up a bag of snacks for himself and treating the scene in the picture as entertainment.

By the time Ying Zheng finished copying all the letters, it was already evening, and they almost missed dinner.

A servant came in to ask if dinner was served, and Ying Zheng then realized that it was almost evening.

He glanced at the thick stack of papers on the table and ordered, "Seal those papers according to the sorted pattern and send them to the various prefectures."

"only."

Ying Zheng then instructed another attendant to serve the meal. Since the Left Chancellor had been dining in the palace for several days, the attendant did not ask how many people the meal was for. After informing the attendant, the meal, which was in accordance with the regulations for a prime minister, was served directly.

Only then did he have time to see what his motherland was looking at. He had already noticed it before, but he still had work to finish and he was not used to giving up halfway, so he suppressed his curiosity.

At this moment, only two light screens remained in front of Qin. One looked like a laboratory, the same chemistry laboratory he had visited before at Qingjiu School in Xianyang City. The other looked like a minor official from some prefecture leading a group to investigate a case.

As Qin was engrossed in the investigation, the minor official would sigh every time he missed something, wishing he could point out the clues on the spot.

"Is Mother watching them investigate a murder case?"

Qin nodded: "Yes, but the efficiency is really not good. That neighbor looked guilty, how could they not tell?"

In fact, she already knew where the victim's body was hidden. Thinking about it this way, it's clear that the protagonists of detective dramas made in later generations are not ordinary people, while ordinary people's investigations...

She was so anxious watching!

Ying Zheng observed for a while and also noticed some clues: "They are indeed not very capable," he sighed, "Most minor officials in the country can be appointed as officials as long as they can read and memorize the Qin laws. The laws are strict, and generally no one dares to break the law..."

'Qin' dispersed the several light screens in front of him and said, "You said it was only one thing, but there's another. Instead of being stricter, we should teach these petty officials a lesson."

Taishu Jiu: ...No, aren't you all going to try to hide it? Should I see it or not...?

At this point, Ying Zheng and 'Qin' both turned to look at the third person present. 'Qin' said, "Since schools already teach literacy, why not teach Qin law as well?"

Ying Zheng understood Qin's intentions. The Left Chancellor was his "pawn," and he pushed him to the position. To outsiders, they were bound together. The official who came from Qingjiu School was naturally on his side.

It's a great deal, but you should teach them secretly in the early stages. Learning simplified characters is already a challenge to the sensitive minds of those wealthy and powerful families. Teaching them Qin laws on top of that would be a blatant attempt to target officials, and they certainly wouldn't be willing to give up the benefits they've already gained.

Therefore, we should first use letters of condolence to 'appease' their emotions, making them anxious and fearful of their surroundings, while also relaxing their vigilance towards Qingjiu School. Compared to a school run for craftsmen, those people should be more afraid that their every move is being monitored by the King of Qin.

This was Ying Zheng's thought, and this was also what he instructed Taishu Jiu to do. Taishu Jiu, being quite perceptive, did not ask why he had suddenly started talking to himself.

"It's good that the Left Prime Minister understands..."

“Do you think he can see me?” ’Qin’ suddenly said, looking at Taishu Jiu with a meaningful smile. “He didn’t seem to ask who you were talking to just now.”

"Look, his expression has changed."

'Qin' smiled and pointed at Taishu Jiu. In reality, his expression didn't really change; it was just a slight shift in his facial expression. However, the person standing in the hall was either Ying Zheng, a master of micro-expression observation, or the non-human 'Qin'.

"Mother, please don't tease the Left Chancellor. He can't see it," Ying Zheng said confidently, not caring that he was saying it in front of Taishu Jiu. It was really tiring to have to hide and avoid talking to his motherland.

Now that he's the King of Qin, what's the point of hiding? If anyone asks, just tell the truth. Isn't it normal for the King of Qin to be able to speak with the Qin state?

This is the difference between a king and his subjects; this is the right he should have.

Taishu - Actually Visible - Part Nine: ...

Taishu Jiu glanced furtively at Ying Zheng's expression, but instead of seeking help from Zhu Qing'ai, he tried to decipher his superior's thoughts and tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, who are you speaking to? The Empress Dowager is still in Ganquan Palace..."

Basically, let him ask the question. Once he asks, his boss will have a chance to show off, and that's how he'll be considered to have successfully figured out his boss's thoughts.

Taishu Jiu clenched his fingers, still feeling a little nervous. This was the first time he had ever tried so hard to analyze why someone said such things and what they wanted him to say.

Sure enough, as he lowered his head to reply, he didn't forget to steal glances at Ying Zheng's expression. When he saw the other party smile, he knew that he had guessed correctly.

He's still just a young boy, so it's normal for him to want to show off, even if he's the future First Emperor.

"I am speaking with the State of Qin. What, Prime Minister, can't you see that?"

Taishu Jiu pondered for another second. At this moment, he absolutely could not say that he could see it too. He should learn to flatter the other party.

Let's just say it like this...

"Your Majesty is blessed by Heaven and protected by the spirit of the nation, so it is only natural for you to engage in dialogue with the Qin state. I, your subject, am neither fortunate nor lucky, and thus cannot see the Qin state."

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction. He was pleased with the man's reaction and the fact that he didn't question the man's assumptions.

"You are too modest, Prime Minister. You are a pillar of Qin and have made great contributions to Qin. I think there will be an opportunity to meet Qin in the future."

Too lazy to continue concealing his true intentions, Ying Zheng successfully tested the first person. He would then test more people one after another. Even if he really didn't want to speak to his motherland in secret, it also proved his legitimacy in a sense.

It's just a way to increase his leverage; some people might even think he's faking it, but no one dares to expose him easily.

Taishu Jiu made the right choice again. He was just moved by what the king said. With a slightly excited and grateful expression, he said, "Your Majesty flatters me. I have only done what I should do."

Qin chuckled to himself, offering no comment.

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After finishing his work for the day, Ying Zheng also had time to lie in bed and listen to 'Qin' recount the previous wars with several states.

“I wasn’t fighting five people at once before. As soon as the battle started, Han took the opportunity to escape. Zhao said he was going to find Han, but he never came back. In the end, only Wei, Chu, Yan and I were left on the battlefield.”

Ying Zheng listened attentively, occasionally comparing the information with what he had already received. At that time, all the states except Wei had issued edicts ordering their troops to return home, but according to the battle report brought back by Meng Ao, Han and Zhao were the first to lose their will to fight.

After the war ended, all sorts of rumors began to circulate. Besides the painting that Meng Ao brought back to Xianyang, which depicted the scene at the time, there were various other rumors, which were nothing more than the same old ones, ranging from divine wrath to divine assistance to Qin.

After saying a few words, Qin felt that it was all baseless and meaningless, so he said, "Go to sleep, and I'll take you on a dream experience."

Ying Zheng simply closed his eyes, and 'Qin' waited a long time before invading his dream.

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When Ying Zheng opened his eyes again, he found himself standing above a wide river, with camps on both sides of the south bank. He was now in the midst of the battle, as if he were experiencing it firsthand.

A figure appeared beside him, none other than Qin Benben. She turned to look at Ying Zheng and said, "Another version of me will appear later, but she will be the version of me from a few months ago, not the version of me now."

'Qin' and his men floated above the two camps, pointing to the rows of tents opposite: "That's where the five kingdoms are stationed, and of course, they're there too..."

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Author's Note: Taishu Jiu: His skills as a treacherous minister are gradually becoming more refined (not really).

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