Chapter 76: The Qin Envoy Was Defeated [Jinjiang Authentic Edition - Baiyue Arrogance]...
Hahahaha, you deserve it!
He could guess with his toes that for a small official like Zhang Huai to come to Zhangtai Palace today to deliver a newly compiled dictionary to his grandfather, it must have taken a lot of effort to snatch this errand of delivering books from among his colleagues.
This clever man probably planned to imitate Han Feizi's past appearance when he came here, so that the grandfather would "lose himself at the sight of him", "feel emotions at the touch of him", and "fall in love at first sight", and then rely on this special feeling to have more opportunities to get close to the grandfather!
What a shame! This guy's cleverness backfired, he was just one step behind! Who made him expose all his secrets in front of my grandfather when I first met him in January?
His grandfather would never buy into the "good guys are not good guys" or "white moonlight substitute" thing!
[Hehe~ Failed, right?] Qin Ying's eyes curved into a circle, and she grinned at Zhang Huai with an extremely difficult-to-interpret smile before being carried into the study by her grandfather.
Looking at the happy little chubby boy lying on the tyrant's shoulder, grinning at him and almost waving his hands, Zhang Huai, who was already a little embarrassed, became even more embarrassed and annoyed. But in just a few moments, he adjusted his mood again. He took off the bookcase on his back with a light movement, held it with both hands and handed it to Meng Yi who walked up to him, and said with a gentle smile:
"Meng Nei Shi, the papers in this box are dictionaries for converting large seal script to small seal script. If Your Majesty finds anything inappropriate after reading it, you can write your comments on the paper. We will review and correct any omissions after seeing Your Majesty's comments in the Palace of Diligent Learning."
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
Meng Yi nodded coldly, stretched out his hands to take the bookcase, and looked at Zhang Huai with an indifferent expression.
Zhang Huai still maintained his elegant smile, bowed respectfully in the direction of the study, and then turned and left under Meng Yi's gaze.
Near noon.
In early summer, the sun hangs high in the blue sky, shining brightly, and the light feels a little hot when it shines on people's heads.
Zhang Huai walked down the thousand steps step by step under the scorching sun, until he was completely out of the Zhangtai Palace. The corners of his smiling mouth instantly straightened into a straight line, and a pair of extremely cold eyes were embedded in his expressionless handsome face.
He walked with broad strides, his eyes fixed on the front, while in his mind he was reviewing his mistakes.
He admitted that his thoughts were a bit dirty, but he did not regret doing so.
In the past, it was no secret among scholars from all countries and schools of thought that Qin Shihuang valued Han Fei.
As a native of Xinzheng, Zhang Huai knew the matter very clearly.
Han Feizi originally intended to "save Han" and went west to Xianyang to meet with King Zheng of Qin to state his political ideas. However, his political ideas were contrary to those held by King Zheng of Qin and his junior brother Li Si. Not only did he fail to "save Han", but he also died in Qin prison.
In order to quickly gain access to the tyrant's side, he came up with the idea of imitating Han Feizi. Although he didn't look like Han Feizi in person, as a fellow townsman, influenced by the same Central Plains culture, he had spent the past ten years doing his utmost to imitate Han Feizi's figure and temperament, achieving a near-familiar resemblance. However...
The tyrant didn't seem to buy it at all!
Zhang Huaiyi recalled that just now in the inner hall of Zhangtai Palace, when the grandfather and grandson looked at him quietly with two pairs of almost identical phoenix eyes, with coldness and ridicule hidden in their eyes, as if they were looking at him as an actor for entertainment, he could not help but clench his hands tightly in annoyance and embarrassment, his nails even pierced his palms, but he still could not eliminate the complicated anger in his heart.
After ten years of preparation for the "first meeting", he ended up with a sarcastic comment of "what a pity". In this case, let alone the chance to get close to the tyrant, I'm afraid the tyrant would want to drive him out of the palace.
Zhang Huai, feeling unwilling, closed his eyes in disappointment and walked with heavy steps along the long palace road towards the Qinxue Palace.
At the same time, in the study of Zhangtai Palace.
The golden sunlight shines through the glass window onto the tall globe on the bookshelf, making the different blocks of color above sparkle.
Qin Ying was held sideways by her grandfather, standing in front of a round globe. She looked at the Hetao region, which had originally turned into "grassland green" after being invaded by the Huns, but had turned back into "Xuanniao black" after Meng Tian's victory. This distinct color change indicated that the territory of the Qin Dynasty had expanded a little bit.
The little fat boy grinned with excitement, but when he turned his head and saw that his grandfather still had a cold expression and tightly pursed thin lips, as if he was still angry, he couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, and then he thought that he could deeply empathize with his grandfather at this moment.
After all, Han Feizi was such a beloved figure to my grandfather that he would "never regret dying if I could only see him and travel with him"! Especially since Han Feizi died just before my grandfather regretted releasing him from prison! How cruel! He was truly the whitest moonlight among the white moonlights!
Now that my grandfather had reached middle age, he saw a remnant of a fallen nation, a few years his junior, who harbored murderous intentions. He not only boasted to his face that he was fortunate to be from the same hometown as Han Feizi and even had the good fortune to have studied under him for a few years, but also addressed Han Feizi as "Teacher" whenever he went out. He even brazenly imitated Han Feizi and ran up to him to make his presence felt, hoping to use his affection for him to get close to him, to seduce him, and to assassinate him!
This clumsy trick is not only an insult to my father, but also a blasphemy against my father's prematurely deceased top white moonlight!
Thinking of this, the little fat boy felt a little pity for his grandfather!
Good Grandfather! Bad Zhang Liang!
The little fellow immediately puffed up his tender cheeks, stretched out his little hands and stroked his grandfather's strong chest up and down, and said in a baby voice to comfort him:
"Father, please don't be angry. That Zhang Huai is a scheming little man! He's a little devil harboring evil intentions!"
"Forget about being Han Feizi's apprentice. He's not even as good as Han Feizi! A mere clown can only imitate Han Feizi's form, but not even a shred of his spirit. He's just trying to imitate the ugly woman and making people laugh! It's a joke!"
"Father, please be patient with him for a while. When Monsephus follows his lead and finds all the remaining evildoers hiding in the dark, we'll catch them all in one fell swoop!"
Hearing the baby voice of his beloved grandson trying various ways to comfort him, the anger that had been pent up in the Emperor's heart slowly dissipated.
He wasn't afraid of Zhang Liang approaching and assassinating him, but he hated the fact that Zhang Liang was deliberately imitating Han Feizi and trying so hard to get close to him! His methods were so despicable that they made him sick.
The First Emperor suppressed his depression, raised his big hand and touched the little fat boy's furry head, and sighed silently.
When Qin Ying thought that her grandfather's mood had improved, she didn't expect that only two days had passed.
Another unpleasant and complicated incident broke out in the court.
Last year, following the order of their great-grandfather, the Confucian officials who left Xianyang and headed south to the land of Baiyue to educate the local Yue people and were loyal to the Qin Dynasty, not only did all thirteen of the main envoys die in the tribes of Baiyue, but even out of the nearly one thousand envoys, only eighteen people managed to escape back to Xianyang with difficulty.
When the eighteen survivors cried and recounted in the court in front of His Majesty the Emperor and all the officials the various inhumane treatments their envoy team of nearly a thousand people had suffered in the Yue tribe of Baiyue, as well as the arrogant attitude of the uncultured Yue people towards the Qin envoys, the entire court was shaken with anger!
The civil and military officials really did not expect that the Confucian officials who were sent to the Western Regions and the grasslands to carry out education were still alive and well, while the Confucian officials who went south to the Baiyue were the first to fail!
The little Yue people really don't know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is. With the advantage of the terrain and the advantage of the barrier, they think that the Great Qin can't do anything to them. They killed the envoys, robbed the property of the troops, and brutally killed the Qin soldiers who were protecting the envoys. Each and every one of these things was a desperate attempt to trample on the face of the Great Qin with their dirty and muddy feet! Trampling on the face of their own Great Qin monarch and ministers!
This is intolerable!
Wang Ben, the straightforward and hot-tempered Marquis of Tongwu, was the first to lose his temper. Almost as soon as the survivors' cries had stopped, he stood up from his seat and angrily admonished the First Emperor, who was sitting at the top of the table:
"Your Majesty, the Baiyue native tribes are really itching for trouble! They are tired of living!"
"When my father led the Qin army south to destroy Chu, he severely punished those disobedient Yue people in the south! I never thought that these wild monkeys, who retreated to the mountains and forests when they couldn't win, would behave themselves for a few years, and now they are so bold as to kill our Qin envoys! They deserve to be surrounded and suppressed by the army!"
"I, your humble servant Wang Ben, am willing to follow my father's example and personally lead the troops south to help Your Majesty wipe out these wild monkeys and the Yue people, and reclaim the Baiyue region at an early date!"
Upon hearing what Tongwu Hou said, the other generals in the court were furious and urged to mobilize the army and exterminate the Baiyue tribes!
Looking at the enraged military generals, the civil officials were also very angry. After all, the dead envoys were all from their civil service department.
Although everyone has seen that His Majesty sent the Confucian officials to the barbarian lands to educate them last year, he had originally intended to wait for these Confucian officials to sacrifice their lives for the country in the barbarian lands so that the Qin Dynasty, which is located in the rear, can have a legitimate reason to send troops to wipe out these barbarians!
This matter can only be understood and cannot be stated explicitly. Although it seems a bit unfair to the Confucian officials, the civil officials also understand that if they die for their country one day, not only will their names be recorded in history, but their families who remain in Xianyang will also be treated favorably by the court.
Every civil official wanted to leave their name in history, a name that would live on through the ages! Military generals could rely on great victories on the battlefield to have their family tree published in its own volume, while the battlefields of civil officials were invisible. If they could die in diplomacy, they could also gain a great and glorious posthumous reputation, bringing glory to their entire family. Such a meaningful death was not to be feared at all!
Now, these utterly audacious Yue people have almost wiped out the entire Qin envoy team in less than a year. Aren't they courting death?!
The civil officials also followed the military generals' proposal to "annihilate the Baiyue."
Seeing that the civil and military officials in the court had reached a consensus, the First Emperor, who had long wanted to launch an expedition, immediately took advantage of this and said in a low and majestic voice:
"You are all right. The Yue people of Baiyue have killed our Qin envoy, which is an outrage to both humans and gods! The Qin envoy sacrificed his life for his country, dying in the land of the barbarians to the south, where I can't see him. He is truly a loyal minister of the Qin Dynasty!"
"Last year, loyal ministers marched south in my name to spread enlightenment. Now, they have perished in a foreign land. As monarch, I naturally seek revenge for these fallen loyal ministers! The campaign to annihilate the Baiyue will be put on our military's agenda this summer."
Upon hearing His Majesty's domineering and resolute words, the military generals were instantly excited, and the civil officials also showed expressions of relief.
Amidst the atmosphere of unity and enthusiasm, the eldest son Langrun's conflicted voice suddenly rang out.
"Father, I think the matter of exterminating the Baiyue needs to be discussed later."
As soon as they heard that the stage was set up, the emperor and his ministers of the Qin Dynasty were about to start planning how to destroy the Baiyue people. However, the eldest prince, who loved to meddle in other people's affairs, jumped out in a grand manner.
Li Si glanced at the eldest son with disdain. Even the old Qin nobles who firmly supported the eldest son felt for the first time that the eldest son's procrastinating temper seemed really annoying.
The First Emperor, who was sitting high up, frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice, looking down at his tall and handsome eldest son, who was stubborn and handsome:
"Fusu, what are your thoughts? Do you pity those barbarians?"
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