A breeze blew by, blowing away the silence in the room.
Li Si and Han Fei lived together.
They have been living here since their conversation with Wang Jian the day before.
Although this is the county government, it still looks a bit shabby because the war just ended. However, it is windproof and rainproof and is still acceptable.
Both of them are generally easy-going and don't have many demands.
"Brother, why are you still writing "Grief and Anger"? " Li Si asked with a smile as he looked at Han Fei who was still carving with a knife.
It's no wonder that Li Si laughed. Han Fei has been writing this article since he was studying under Xunzi, and it has not been finished yet.
"I…I…have…a…sickness of speech…and am…unsuitable…to…speak…in…your presence…in front of you, sir. I shall give you a letter instead."
Han Fei rarely stuttered in the last sentence.
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten it." Li Si seemed to have remembered something. "I have inquired about some things these past two days. Regarding Qin Gongzi Zheng, would you like to hear about it?"
"Wait." Han Fei put down the carving knife, moved the bamboo slips aside, looked at Li Si, and signaled him to speak quickly.
"I've heard that Prince Zheng is a man of heaven, able to borrow the power of heaven to perform divine deeds." Li Si knelt down and looked at Han Fei with a hint of excitement on his face. "Two years ago, a meteorite fell from the sky with a motto on it: 'After six generations of Qin, if Prince Zheng were to reign, the world would be united.'"
"Brother, if this Young Master Zheng is really like this, then we are just dispensable to him, right?"
"Are you afraid?" Han Fei lowered his head, took the bamboo slips back, and prepared to continue carving the article.
"No, I just think this Young Master Zheng is quite bold, daring to call himself the Emperor of Qin. Such behavior is quite in line with my way."
Li Si didn't care, he just said this, not caring whether Han Fei was listening or not.
"Brother, what do you think of this Young Master Zheng? If he is truly as the rumors say, then he is a natural born saint, destined to achieve the path of an emperor."
"What happens to Prince Zheng has nothing to do with you or me."
Han Fei raised his head and looked at Li Si. His oral disease seemed to have healed.
"Young Master Zheng is unparalleled, and you and I share the same light; if Young Master Zheng were an ordinary person, then you and I would both be the bright moon."
Li Si looked at Han Fei, smiled brightly, and said nothing, just looking at Han Fei.
Seeing that Li Si stopped talking, Han Fei sighed and continued to engrave his works.
After all, his oral disease sometimes gets better and sometimes gets worse. If he couldn't speak complete sentences in front of Ying Zheng, he would probably not be accepted by Ying Zheng.
Han Fei rebelled against Han and came to Qin for the sake of his ideal, but he didn't want to continue like this.
Silence is the keynote of this room. Apart from the sound of the wind outside, the only sound in this huge room is the sound of Han Fei's seal carving.
"Brother, I have been thinking about a question."
Han Fei looked at Li Si who suddenly spoke, raised his head, and when he saw that Li Si was serious, he sat down and said, "Let's continue."
"I have always thought that if my senior brother becomes the Prime Minister of Han, then Si will definitely become the Prime Minister of Qin. Not for any reason, just to prove himself."
Li Si looked at Han Fei with an extremely serious expression.
"Since I became your disciple, you have often compared me with me, and my brother is usually better. Naturally, I am not convinced.
I just don't accept it, but there's nothing I can do. My family was poor when I was young, so I didn't have much to learn. I often think that if I had been born into a royal family, my senior brother would definitely not be as good as me."
Han Fei looked at Li Si, not quite understanding what he meant.
"Brother, if the teacher hadn't helped me, would I have returned to Han?"
"Yes, that's my country. No matter how bad it is, I will go back."
Han Fei looked at Li Si in front of him, not understanding what he meant.
"Then why did you decide to join Qin just because Mr. Qin mentioned it?"
"Because Han is my small home, while Daqin is my big home. Serving Han, I have no place to use my talents, and may even go against my teacher and my own moral principles. Serving Qin, I will follow my heart, just like a dragon returning to the sea or a bird soaring into the sky."
"Brother, do you know why Si followed you here?"
"I don't know, it's probably because of the morality in your heart, and Qin is the morality in your heart."
"No, it's just because my senior brother is the prime minister of Qin, so I want to use my senior brother's noble status to get in touch with the King of Qin, serve Qin, and then become the prime minister of Qin."
"Li Si, how much weight do you think my noble status still holds? Ever since my parents passed away, I've become just like a commoner."
"But you are still a noble, unlike a true commoner like me."
"What's the difference?"
"Different identities mean different."
"Why?"
"We should gather the benefits of the world into our own hands, use the military power of Qin as a tool to redistribute them, so that the old aristocracy will perish and a new aristocracy will rise."
"Very good, but what if the interests become solidified again?"
"When reincarnation begins again."
"The King of Qin will not use this theory because it is not in his best interest."
"Then make him fit in."
“How does it comply?”
“Don’t talk about the disadvantages, only talk about the advantages.”
"That's not right. The King of Qin may be stupid, but there are always people in Qin who are not stupid."
"So what if it doesn't work out? If I succeed, I, Li Si, will be remembered in history. If I fail, I, Li Si, will just die."
"I have nothing to say."
"Then I won't tell you."
"But I have to say it again."
"Then tell me."
"I don't know what to say."
"Brother, have you subdued my thoughts?"
“Although it’s radical, there’s nothing wrong with it.”
"Brother, do you have anything better?"
"none."
"So, Senior Brother, do you think my method might be worthy of Young Master Zheng's liking?"
"I have not met Master Zheng, so I dare not speak without thinking."
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