He naturally wouldn't do anything to him.
As long as he does his job well and doesn't have any inappropriate thoughts.
Then he can accommodate him.
Even though history records that he colluded with Zhao Gao to tamper with his will.
He also forced Fusu and Meng Tian to death.
Recommend Hu Hai to take the throne.
As long as he works for him honestly in this life, he will tolerate him.
otherwise........
A fierce look flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes.
Li Si, who was far away in the cornfield, diligently taking care of the corn, suddenly felt a chill on his back.
"Ah Qiu~"
"Hiss! Why do I suddenly feel a little cold? Did you catch a cold last night?"
Li Si wiped his nose and wrapped his robe around him.
He looked up at the sun in the sky again.
It shouldn't be.
The sun is so bright and the weather is so hot, how could he catch a cold?
In the main hall.
Ying Zheng picked up several memorials on the table and spoke to Qi Pan.
"Okay, Imperial Master, come here, I'll teach you how to read memorials."
ah?
Qi Pan's hand holding the milk tea shook and the tea almost spilled.
"Ah? Reading memorials? Me?"
Qi Pan almost pointed his finger at himself.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Ying Zheng was full of confusion.
Ying Zheng: "Yes, I will teach you how to read memorials."
The first thing that flashed through Qi Pan’s mind was Wu Zetian.
When Wu Zetian first entered the palace, she was favored by the emperor, who taught her how to write memorials and handle state affairs.
Then when the emperor died, she took the throne.
I can’t remember the specific wishes clearly, after all, I never understood them.
I've only watched a little bit of the TV series about Wu Zetian.
Now seeing that Ying Zheng wanted to teach her how to read memorials, Qi Pan felt a little panicked.
Although she doesn't have that ambition or ability.
I don’t even have that idea.
However, she still felt inexplicably...
Qi Pan: "Brother, this.....is not necessary?"
"With you, Fusu, Feng Quji, and other ministers here to review memorials and handle state affairs, I don't need to learn, right?"
Not only is it time-consuming and laborious to learn this, but you also have to work overtime.
She doesn't want to.
I was afraid of working overtime these days.
She has nothing to do now and just wants to have a good rest and sleep well at night.
I don’t want to stay up late anymore.
Seeing Qi Pan's resistance, Ying Zheng spoke gently.
"Sir, it's quite interesting to read this memorial."
"You see, some ministers, when they have nothing else to do, will write greetings and write about interesting things they've encountered. It's quite interesting to read."
"Come on, try it and see."
Ying Zheng tried his best to promote it, hoping that Qi Pan would discover the fun of reading memorials.
Qi Pan couldn't help but think of the ministers of some dynasties that he had seen in videos.
I wrote memorials to the emperor every day, asking him if he had eaten, what he had eaten, whether he slept well last night, and whether the flowers were blooming over there. Are they beautiful?
The flowers here are blooming, and they're red. They're so beautiful. Do you have any there? Would you like me to send you a couple of pots?
What did you have for breakfast? The fish I had was freshly caught, so fresh and delicious.
Do you want to eat some? I'll grab two and send them to you.
etc.......
They are all insignificant trivialities of life.
It seemed as if he was afraid that the emperor would forget him if he didn't write something in the memorial.
Looking at the memorial handed to him by Ying Zheng, Qipan put down his milk tea.
"Okay...let me take a look."
I would like to see what the ministers of the Great Qin wrote in their memorials.
By the way, she has been the imperial teacher for so long, but she has never written a memorial.
I don’t know how to write a memorial?
Qi Pan took the memorial from Ying Zheng's hand and opened it.
Um...........
All right.
It's really interesting.
There was a fruit tree growing in the yard of a minister's house.
A fruit was produced, which looked big and sweet.
He originally wanted to wait until they were ripe and then pick them and send them to Ying Zheng.
As a result, when I was picking the fruits yesterday, I fell off the tree with the fruits.
The fruit was crushed when he sat on it, and his leg was broken.
I need to take a few days off and stay at home...
Qi Pan took two more memorials and took a look.
Good job.
The minister lamented that the weather was good over there, and wondered if the weather was just as good over there on Ying Zheng's side?
After reading through the several memorials on the table, Qi Pan said.
"Brother, these memorials are quite interesting, but if I were to read them every day, I would get bored."
Ying Zheng said, "When these memorials were submitted, they had already been screened and divided into several batches."
"These are just daily greetings and trivial matters."
"When I have nothing to do, I'll take a look at it."
As Ying Zheng spoke, he pointed to the piles of memorials on his desk.
"Those are the more important ones, the memorials concerning the people and state affairs."
"I'm worried that the Imperial Master might be bored, so I wanted you to take a look at these daily memorials."
"While you're killing time, you can also get to know the customs and culture of Daqin."
After hearing what Ying Zheng said, Qi Pan felt that learning to read these memorials was also a good choice.
Anyway, she doesn't have much to do in her daily life, and it would be boring to stay alone.
Might as well take a look.
Thinking of this, Qi Pan nodded, "Brother, I think what you said makes sense. I should take a look."
Ying Zheng: "Come, sir, I will teach you."
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