14 Chapter 14
◎Outrageous.◎
When Fusu returned, Li Ying was copying the poultry and livestock breeding manual in his bedroom.
Seeing Fusu coming back, Li Ying hurriedly took the time to slack off: "I thought of something, Doctor, your doctoral teacher, young master, I suddenly thought of the legendary doctoral teacher of yours."
Fusu's wide smile suddenly faded. He said speechlessly, "Chun Yuyue... I really don't understand. The history books only mention a few names about Chun Yuyue, and even less about him. We had absolutely no connection at all. So where did this teacher-student relationship begin? It's too unbelievable."
"This isn't the only incredible thing. Let me give you an example. For example, let's say you've been blinded by Confucianism. This is combined with the fact that you had a Confucian teacher. Oh, no, is Chunyu Yue definitely a Confucian? But he was from Qi, Qi and Lu, so he's probably true. And another thing, you support the feudal system. Come on, you're the eldest son. At that time, you were the most likely to inherit Qin Shihuang's throne. Why did you support it? Do you think it would be too cool to be the emperor and hold all the power in the future, so you have to give yourself some excitement?" Li Ying started talking nonstop. "I want to interview you, eldest son. How did you feel when you first heard these ideas?"
Fusu said calmly: "I was almost mad to death."
Li Ying continued to talk nonsense: "Young Master, you need to learn to reflect on yourself. Who asked you to plead for the Confucian scholars?"
In fact, he was doing this for the stability of his father's kingdom, but Fusu was too lazy to say it. He propped up his chin and said to Li Ying insincerely: "I'm reflecting on it."
Li Ying laughed so hard that she fell backwards and finally rolled over on the ground.
Fusu couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "These are all passed down by you later generations. How can you still laugh?"
Li Ying thought for a while, holding her belly that hurt from laughing, and said, "I didn't spread it, and I'm thick-skinned."
Fusu: “…”
Fusu hesitated again and said, "I still want to ask, is there any basis for all this?"
Li Ying sat up and counted on his fingers, "If you want to find evidence, there must be some. For example, first, you and Chunyu Yue are both mentioned in 'Records of the Grand Historian: The First Emperor of Qin'. Second, you and Chunyu Yue both said things that displeased the First Emperor of Qin. It's such a consistent story, it's obvious that this was just a teacher-student conversation."
Fusu asked sincerely, "Did you study journalism in your previous life?"
What a fascinating moment of journalism this is, it's breathtaking.
Li Ying said with a grin, "It's not over yet, listen to me."
"The empire has just been settled, and the people of distant lands have yet to gather. All the students have been reciting the teachings of Confucius. Now the emperor is enforcing the law, and I fear that the world will be in turmoil. I hope the emperor will investigate this matter." Li Ying repeated, and asked, "Aren't you pleading for the Confucian scholars?"
Fusu himself couldn't help but laugh: "I know, you must have failed Chinese in your previous life. Your reading comprehension score must be zero."
The atmosphere was so relaxed that Li Ying lost himself in thought. He added without thinking, "And if you receive the imperial edict and say you want to commit suicide, then commit suicide..."
Fusu suddenly interrupted him: "I should lead 300,000 troops to fight back, right?"
"Yeah, yeah. Only a fool would commit suicide with an army of 300,000 men." Li Ying shrugged. "It's a God's perspective. You don't have to consider anything..."
Fusu's face turned ugly, and Li Ying finally noticed slowly that he seemed to have touched Fusu's sore spot.
Li Ying whispered, "I was just kidding, Young Master. This is all in the past. Don't be sad."
Let’s not talk about the laws of the Qin Dynasty for now, let’s just talk about the 300,000 troops. They never belonged to Fusu or Meng Tian. They only obeyed one person, and that was the emperor of the Qin Dynasty.
At that time, Ying Zheng had already died. Zhao Gao and Li Si, two close ministers, conspired to tamper with the will. They forged an edict to execute Fusu and an edict to allow Hu Hai to succeed to the throne, and then they stamped the real seal on the fake edicts.
The dead cannot speak. No matter what Ying Zheng’s true last will was, these two edicts with seals on them were true at that time.
Fusu received a real imperial edict. As a son, his father ordered him to die. As a minister, his monarch ordered him to die. Did he have any other choice?
As close ministers of Ying Zheng, Zhao Gao and Li Si were well aware of the conflicts between father and son. So in the edict, they used Ying Zheng's voice to reprimand Fusu for not making any achievements, slandering his superiors, coveting the throne, resenting the monarch, and accusing him of being an unfilial son.
Fusu did write many letters to his father to advise him directly. Although he was the military supervisor, he believed that he had not made any contributions and had not expanded the territory of the Qin Dynasty.
But Fusu never resented his father for not appointing a crown prince, and his filial piety towards his father never changed.
But maybe his father was angry. His patience with Fusu had worn out, and he didn't want Fusu to bother him anymore.
This was all the information Fusu could receive. At that time, did he have any other choice?
Fusu shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not angry with you."
"If I hadn't repeatedly contradicted my father, I wouldn't have been able to follow him and wouldn't have given these villains the opportunity to take advantage of me." Fusu said dejectedly, "In the final analysis, it's all my fault."
Fusu was not angry about his own death, he was angry for his father and for the Qin Dynasty.
If Hu Hai could pass on his father's empire, he would have no complaints even if Fusu died.
Li Ying disagreed with Fusu. He frowned and said, "Young Master, you are wrong."
"My dear young master, you are the complete victim of the forged imperial edict. The victim-blaming theory is wrong," Li Ying said. "Hu Hai is a worthless person, Zhao Gao is a worthless person, and Li Si is a scoundrel. They were all part of the conspiracy to forge the imperial edict at Shaqiu. They were disloyal to the First Emperor. You are merely the victim of their persecution. You shouldn't blame yourself. You should be calling them sycophants!"
Fusu still shook his head and said, "Thank you for speaking up for me."
Seeing this, Li Ying said again: "Young Master, listen to me, you blame yourself..."
Fusu interrupted him again, his voice was very soft: "There is no point in talking about the past."
"The past cannot be changed, but the future can still be pursued." Fusu said in a deep voice, "Every failure is a learning experience. I have learned a lesson, so I naturally know which people and things to be wary of."
Li Ying nodded repeatedly: "That's right, Master, this is the attitude we should take!"
Fusu smiled as usual and said, "It's getting late. You should go to bed. I'll copy the rest tomorrow."
"Okay." Li Ying agreed. Before leaving, he said again with concern, "Young Master, don't let your imagination run wild. Get some sleep. You still have to go to school tomorrow."
This sounds like Fusu is really a child. Although he does look like a child, in fact, based on their ages, Li Yingcai should be the child.
Just as Fusu explained to his father, he was not a soft-hearted person.
Forced to spend these days with Li Ying, Fusu actually never took this intern seriously. He just treated him as a smarter mobile AI for communication, so Fusu didn't mind showing many of his true emotions in front of him.
After hearing these words, Fusu couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
The era in which Li Ying lived was so good that it cultivated his personality. He was silly and naive, but also had an overflowing sense of compassion, and his empathy was ridiculously strong.
Well, Fusu, who was considered the ancestor in terms of age, thought that he would have to be nicer to this younger generation in the future.
Li Ying closed the door under Fusu's loving gaze. He was confused and didn't understand what was going on. Is Fusu... crazy?
Fusu in the room rubbed his face vigorously several times, silently saying that it was useless to think too much, and wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible.
However, his efforts were ultimately in vain.
Fusu stared at the bed curtains with wide eyes. He knew clearly that no matter how many hundreds or thousands of times he repeated it, the Qin Dynasty had indeed... perished.
This is a fact that cannot be changed.
…
When Fusu woke up the next morning, his eyes were dull and there was a visibly blue color under his eyes.
Li Ying sighed and said, "Young Master, you are still imagining things."
Fusu, who hadn't gotten enough sleep, was in a bad mood. His childish body couldn't handle it, and he couldn't even muster the energy to speak: "Go boil me an egg."
Li Ying said, "Eggs seem to reduce swelling."
There were other monks nearby who quickly followed up on Li Ying's words, saying, "I'll have someone cook it right away. Please wait a moment, young master."
Fusu nodded slightly, and the man hurriedly retreated, not forgetting to glance at Li Ying proudly.
Li Ying: "..." I really don't mean to compete with you for your favor.
No one heard Li Ying's thoughts. Fusu ate his meal and applied eggs and a hot towel to his eyes. At least he looked more energetic.
Mi Qing was the first of the four to arrive. He was a very elegant-looking young man, completely different from the stereotypical Qin people.
Fusu asked him to sit down. After Mi Qing thanked him and took his seat, he started the conversation: "My Lord, I read an article by Mr. Han yesterday. I wonder if you would like to read it?"
Fusu and Mi Qing were not familiar with each other, so the only topic that could not be awkward or sensitive was study. It just so happened that Han Fei was the teacher that Fusu had shown he liked yesterday. It must be said that Mi Qing started the conversation very well.
Fusu looked at him with a smile: "Which article is it?"
On the topic of Han Fei's article, the two people talked about Meng Hua and Wang Lilai. They didn't make an appointment, but just met halfway. Li You arrived at the same time as them.
Although he was only one step late, Li You still felt very regretful when he found out that he was the last one to arrive. He secretly made up his mind to get up two quarters of an hour earlier tomorrow and not be late again.
But soon, Fusu's words allayed Li You's worries about being late, and he began to worry about another thing.
Regarding the fact that the accompanying students were forced to leave home and live in the school, Fusu certainly could not say that it was his father's arbitrary decision, so he took the responsibility of the matter himself.
Fusu blinked his innocent eyes and said, "It's really tiring to run like this every day. I asked my father to let you stay, and he has agreed."
【Author’s words】
"Records of the Grand Historian: The Basic Annals of Qin Shi Huang" states: "The first emperor's eldest son, Fusu, advised: 'The empire has just been settled, and the people of distant lands have not yet gathered. All the students have been reciting the teachings of Confucius. Now the emperor is enforcing the law severely. I fear that the empire will be in turmoil.'"
The past cannot be rebuked, but the future can still be pursued. (The Analects of Confucius, Weizi)
"Records of the Grand Historian: Biography of Li Si" states: "He also sent a letter to his eldest son, Fusu, saying: 'I have toured the country, praying to the gods of famous mountains to prolong my life. Now Fusu and General Meng Tian have led an army of hundreds of thousands stationed on the border for over ten years, unable to advance. Our soldiers are exhausted, and we have achieved nothing. Yet, he has repeatedly written to me, slandering my actions and resentful day and night that he cannot be dismissed and return to be the crown prince. Fusu is an unfilial son, and I shall grant him a sword to commit suicide! General Meng Tian and Fusu have been away from home, failing to correct their mistakes. You should know their intentions. As a loyal subject, I shall grant him death, and my troops shall be assigned to the deputy general Wang Li."
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