Chapter VII A Gentleman Doesn't Do What Others Can Do
('"Chief Li, get ready!" Meng Yi glanced at Li Changqing below and said meaningfully.
"What are you preparing for?" Li Changqing asked with confusion on his face.
Meng Yi looked at Li Changqing's expression, and his teeth immediately itched with anger. This boy clearly knew what he was asking, but he had already suppressed his inner impulse; "Of course it is to greet him, and lead all the officials and people in the city to greet His Majesty outside the city gate.
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Li Changqing shook his head, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "That would disturb the people too much. Just lead the city officials to welcome him."
"Isn't this too disrespectful? Isn't it inappropriate?" Although Meng Yi was angry, he still asked patiently.
Li Changqing shook his head again and said, "I will send a herald to announce to the whole city that His Majesty's convoy has come to Xiangping in person. If the people are willing, they can go out of the city to meet him. Those who are unwilling will not be forced. Otherwise, it will be self-defeating and damage His Majesty's reputation."
Meng Yi frowned. After thinking about it, he felt that what this boy said was quite reasonable, so he could only give up and expressed his agreement with his approach. Although it was disrespectful to His Majesty, forcibly disturbing the people would indeed damage His Majesty's reputation, and Your Majesty
I don't like disturbing people either.
Ying Zheng looked at the majestic ancient city several meters high in front of him and felt very emotional. Both sides of the city were crowded with people, chatting noisily.
Ying Zheng led the cavalry and slowed down a hundred meters away from the city gate. He adjusted the crown bead curtain above his head, patted the dust on his black court clothes, and then slowly advanced towards the city gate at the lead.
"Long live your majesty, long live, long live the Qin Dynasty for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years." The soldiers standing outside Chengwai took the lead in shouting loudly with their halberds in their hands, standing up to the sky.
At this time, Meng Yi and Li Changqing led the city's officials and military officials to greet him. They knelt down at the city gate and bowed three times and said in unison: "Long live your majesty, long live, long live the great Qin Dynasty for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years."
Ying Zheng rode his horse to the city gate, looked at the hundreds of people kneeling on the ground, and said in a calm tone: "Get down!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Meng Yi and Li Changqing led everyone to stand up, disperse to both sides, stand upright, and welcome His Majesty into the city.
At this time, people outside and inside the city were crowding around to watch the excitement. The noisy discussions disappeared and were replaced by silence, curious eyes, and awe on people's faces.
Ying Zheng looked at the crowds of people, but there were no cheers, only fear of silence. It was not surprising. Liaodong was the old land of the Yan Kingdom. Although it had been integrated for more than ten years, the people's hearts had not yet been fully united.
After entering the city, they saw two rows of mighty soldiers standing on both sides of the broad road holding halberds, maintaining order. The dense crowd of people behind the soldiers were glanced by Ying Zheng, and they all lowered their heads immediately. No one dared to look directly at them.
His gaze.
Ying Zheng felt a sense of loneliness and loneliness in his heart. He finally understood the true meaning of being overwhelmed by the cold at the top. It was just a moment of hesitation. He immediately regained his calm. He had no way out and could only keep going forward.
Arriving directly at the Sheriff's Mansion, Ying Zheng, accompanied by Meng Yi and Li Changqing, entered the lobby. Looking at the simple lobby, there were only a few shabby tables and chairs and bamboo slips and books piled high on the lobby desk. Ying Zheng smiled slightly
Stunned, he just walked up calmly, sat down, and looked at Meng Yi and Li Changqing below.
"Chen Mengyi."
"Your Majesty Li Changqing."
"Kowtow to Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live the Great Qin, ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand years." The two men knelt down and said in unison.
Ying Zheng was a little tired. It was a bit novel at first, but now he was numb and could only say mechanically: "Ping Shen."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The two of them bowed again, stood up, and waited for Ying Zheng to ask questions.
Although Ying Zheng doesn't like these red tapes, he knows that etiquette in ancient society cannot be abolished, especially for emperors, and they cannot be careless. Although he is depressed, he can only do nothing.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me." Li Changqing felt a little guilty and took the lead in breaking Chen Jing's words.
"Who are you?" Ying Zheng asked deliberately showing a hint of doubt.
Upon seeing this, Meng Yi immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this is Li Changqing, the governor of Liaodong County, who was personally appointed by your Majesty."
"Oh, I remember, what's your crime?" Ying Zheng pretended to suddenly realize, and then asked a little puzzled.
"I feel ashamed of His Majesty's holy grace and the trust of the people of Liaodong, which has led to the deprivation of the people's lives and countless casualties. I beg your Majesty to convict you." Li Changqing did not shy away from his guilt and took the initiative to plead guilty.
Ying Zheng was confused for a while, but after Meng Yi explained the cause and effect, he finally understood the cause and effect. He thought deeply and suddenly said, "Are you really not afraid of death?"
"Human beings are not grass and trees, who is not afraid of death? But a man will die in a worthy way, and he will be worthy of his heart." Li Changqing is neither humble nor arrogant, and is decisive.
"Oh? Then how do you die so that you feel no regrets and die well?" Ying Zheng looked at Li Changqing and felt very interesting.
"I do not ask for your majesty's forgiveness and avoid fighting, which indeed undermines the majesty of the Qin Dynasty and your majesty's saintliness. I can only die to thank the world. But I boldly ask your majesty to allow me to say a few words and die without regrets." Li Changqing knelt down.
He stood down and said with a very sincere face.
"Well, it seems that you are really not afraid of death. In this case, I am sure, you can say it! Otherwise you will leave with regrets, I can't bear it." Ying Zheng nodded gracefully, his face still incomparable
Serious, but happy in his heart, this guy is really the best.
"On the other side of the bank, Goguryeo's 100,000-strong enemy army is not to be feared. The Qin Dynasty has millions of heroes and a mere 100,000 barbarians. The stragglers are vulnerable to attack. However, the remnants of the Yan Kingdom still exist, which is the scourge of the Qin Dynasty. His Majesty took risks with his own life and was really hasty in sitting in Xianyang.
, enough to command the world and command majesty all over the world." Li Changqing said meaningfully, with a look of innocence on his face.
"Are you done?" Ying Zheng showed a hint of impatience on his face, as if he couldn't listen at all.
"I have finished speaking. Please grant me death." Li Changqing sighed slightly in his heart when he saw that Ying Zheng couldn't listen, and his face was very depressed.
"Whatever way you want to die, I allow you to choose it yourself." Ying Zheng said casually, flipping through the bamboo slips on the desk.
"Thanks to your majesty's love, I will give you a glass of poisonous wine!" Li Changqing bowed to Ying Zheng with a tragic look on his face.
"Zhao Gao." Ying Zheng called out, and then continued to look through the bamboo slips and books.
When Zhao Gao heard Ying Zheng's voice, he hurriedly walked in from outside the lobby door, bowed and said, "I'm here, old slave."
"Come here." Ying Zheng rolled his eyes at him and said.
Zhao Gao was glanced at by Ying Zheng, and couldn't help but feel a little thump in his heart, and then walked to Ying Zheng's side, feeling uneasy.
Ying Zheng leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words, and then continued to read the bamboo slips in his hands.
"Old slave, take the order." After Zhao Gao finished speaking, he hurried out of the lobby and quickly disappeared at the door.
"Your Majesty." Upon seeing this, Meng Yi gritted his teeth and stood up.
"Huh? What's the matter?" Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips and asked with some surprise.
"Your Majesty, although Governor Li is guilty, he is not guilty enough to die?" Meng Yi immediately expressed the doubt in his heart. He was very confused. His Majesty treated his ministers with great kindness, but his current behavior was completely incomprehensible to him.
"Are you questioning my decision?" Ying Zheng frowned slightly, with a look of displeasure on his face.
"I don't dare. It's just that Commander Li is loyal and courageous. Although his words are extreme, he still cares about His Majesty and is concerned about His Majesty's safety. Although Commander Li has adopted a strategy of avoiding fighting, although it is somewhat inappropriate and undermines the power of God, it is understandable.
It is also the safest and most secure strategy. I sincerely ask your Majesty to give him a lighter punishment." Meng Yi knelt down and pleaded for Li Changqing.
"Did I want him to die? He wanted to die. What could I do? A gentleman does not force others to do anything, so I had no choice but to do it." Ying Zheng had a look of amusement on his face and looked at the two of them, but Li Changqing still showed no fear on his face.
He couldn't help but feel amused and admired.
"..." Meng Yi was immediately blocked by Ying Zheng's words. He really didn't know what to say. It seems to be true. This kid Li Changqing has always been stubborn and wants to die. This is really a fucking weird thing. Meng Yi
Yi was very speechless.
"..." Li Changqing was speechless when he heard Ying Zheng's words. He was also extremely depressed. Although he was not afraid of death, it didn't mean that he wanted to die. How could His Majesty be as stubborn as himself? He was sure that he wanted to die.
Li Changqing suddenly felt that he had become the most unjust minister ever to die.