Chapter 2 Be careful, my lord! This guy has a sword in his hand
Ying Zheng suppressed his smile, looked at Qin Feng and said:
"Since your ancestor is Zi Lu, you should know what Confucius said. If you can't say it, you are pretending."
As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Gao beside him:
"What should we do if we are guilty of deceiving the emperor?"
Zhao Gao bowed and said:
"The car broke apart and the nine tribes were killed."
[Hiss! Oh my god! So cruel!]
[No, I don’t have nine tribes... I’m the only one left at home...]
"If you are the only one left in the family, you will be executed in Lingchi." The First Emperor added.
Qin Feng took a breath, what an evil old society! People were punished with capital punishment at every turn!
[If a person dies with the bird facing upward, he will not die for tens of millions of years! I will fight hard!]
He looked at Ying Zheng, then at the circle of doctors who were gloating about his misfortune, and gritted his teeth and said:
"Confucius said, 'A gentleman does not use weapons,' which means that a truly strong man does not bother to kill his opponent with weapons. It is mercy to kill the opponent with extreme strength!"
The great scholar Chunyu Yue said: "F*ck!"
Fu Sheng, the great scholar, said, "Fuck!"
The great scholar Mao Jiao: "Damn it!"
Pushe Zhou Qingchen shook his hand and pulled off a few gray beards. The pain made him tremble, and then he murmured to himself:
"So it turns out that flattery can be so flattering? Young people are terrible!"
Shusuntong took a breath:
"Junior brother is really... a talent!"
For a while, you could hear needles dropping all around you.
Everyone looked at Qin Feng as if they had seen a ghost.
"Hahaha! I... Hahaha! This is the first time I have heard... Hahaha!"
Ying Zheng finally no longer had to hold back and laughed happily.
Fusu was stunned, looking at Qin Feng with disbelief, and murmured:
"How is it possible? How could it mean this? Master is obviously saying..."
Qin Feng interrupted him, looked up to the sky and sighed, recalling:
"Zilu, the ancestor of the family, once said, 'In that battle, the muscles on the teacher's back were bulging, and a ferocious word for virtue was faintly emerging.'"
"Nonsense! Thief! How dare you talk nonsense!"
The great scholar Chunyu Yue immediately jumped out, pointed at Qin Feng's nose and cursed.
Qin Feng was also willing to take risks, rolled his eyes and said:
"Am I Hu Zou Badao or are you Hu Zou Badao? My father is Zi Lu. This is what he told me!"
Chunyu Yue's beard trembled in anger and said angrily:
"If the Master is really such an image, why do your ancestors still worship the Master as their teacher?"
Qin Feng sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"The master is nine feet long, covered with sinews. He holds a sword in his hand and a bow on his waist. Behind him are dozens of big men. He tries his best to force out a ferocious smile and asks my ancestor if he is willing to learn from him. How dare I learn from him?
Say you don't want to?
You say so, Your Majesty."
"Hahaha! It makes sense. If I encounter this kind of thing, I wouldn't dare to refuse."
Ying Zheng really didn't expect that the young man in front of him would give him such a surprise.
Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, the reinterpretation of Confucianism alone made Ying Zheng very satisfied.
As an emperor, he was very dissatisfied with this moderate doctrine because it was extremely detrimental to his rule.
Qin Feng also breathed a sigh of relief. Confucianism has not yet undergone fundamental changes, which is certainly not conducive to governance. It is reasonable for the First Emperor not to like it.
I can be considered a winner!
But Chun Yuyue almost vomited blood on the spot. He trembled, pointed at Qin Feng, and said tremblingly:
"You...you...Confucius said, if you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."
Qin Feng sneered:
"Master said, if I find out the way to your house in the morning, I will kill you in the evening!"
"puff!"
Chunyu Yue spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot and fainted.
"Quickly send the imperial doctor to treat Dr. Chunyu."
Ying Zheng said calmly:
"Order, Qin Feng will accompany Mr. Fusu to read, and he will be given the title of official."
[Ouch! Thank you to the First Emperor for the big reward! The doctor has a fifth-level title! The annual salary is 250 shi of corn, 6 hectares of land, and 30 acres of real estate. You are rich! 】
Qin Feng thanked him immediately:
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Fusu, who was only fourteen years old, looked at Qin Feng with empty eyes, as if his worldview had collapsed.
Mao Jiao, the admonishing doctor, stood up:
"No, Your Majesty! This man is grandstanding and talking nonsense. How can he be the companion of Young Master Fusu?"
Ying Zheng waved his hand and said domineeringly:
"There is no need to discuss this matter any further. Send the envoy from the State of Yan to the palace!"
Mao Jiao stepped back helplessly and glanced at Qin Feng hatefully.
Not only him, but the entire group of doctors looked at Qin Feng with strange eyes at this time.
Qin Feng put on an innocent look, pitiful, weak and helpless.
But he was happy in his heart. Now that he had a title, he also had a source of income, and he no longer had to live in a Confucian dormitory with a bunch of stinky men.
As for whether he will be hated or retaliated against? Qin Feng is not afraid.
Soon the First Emperor will unify the six kingdoms and sweep across the world. The merits of the three emperors will be greater than those of the five emperors.
As long as he has the protection of his old man, why should I be afraid of these rookies?
"Pass! The envoy of the State of Yan comes to the palace!"
"Pass! The envoy of the State of Yan comes to the palace!"
"Pass! The envoy of the State of Yan comes to the palace!"
As the eunuchs' shrill voices rang out, two sturdy men slowly walked out of the hall.
The person walking in front was not humble and silent, holding a rolled-up map in both hands, and slowly stepped forward.
The person following him just lowered his head, looking nervous.
Qin Feng looked at the two of them and felt a little strange.
I seem to have seen such a scene somewhere.
Envoy from the State of Yan? Two men? The one in the front is holding a map? The one in the back is nervous?
Have you ever dreamed of it?
"The envoy of the State of Yan presented the map of Dukang to the King! I wish the Qin Dynasty a prosperous military fortune!"
The man holding the map knelt down and said loudly.
Ying Zheng stretched out his hand and said calmly:
"Come closer and let me have a look."
"promise!"
The man holding the map stood up and walked towards Ying Zheng on the throne.
But his teammate's legs seemed to be weak and he was kneeling on the ground unable to get up.
Zhao Gao shouted sharply:
"Why doesn't the envoy dare to step forward!?"
The man holding the map said loudly:
"A country man who has never seen the king's face is so frightened that he peeed."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
For a moment, all the officials couldn't help but laugh.
But Qin Feng's scalp went numb when he laughed.
[Hiss! This is Jing Ke!]
[Laughter, here you are! You will be the ones who are scared to pee in a moment!]
When Ying Zheng heard the voice, he was stunned:
"Jing Ke? Who is Jing Ke?"
Zhao Gao reminded softly:
"Your Majesty, Jing Ke is the envoy of the State of Yan who came to present the map."
While the two were talking, Jing Ke had already walked up to Ying Zheng and said calmly:
"Your Majesty, I will open it for you and take a careful look at this map."
Qin Feng couldn't help it immediately and shouted:
"Your Majesty! This guy has a sword in his hand!"
"What?!"
Ying Zheng raised his head suddenly, but Jing Ke had already grabbed his sleeve with his right hand, and held Mrs. Xu's dagger with his left hand, and stabbed it hard!
Jing Ke’s face was ferocious, and his voice was like falling into an ice cellar:
