Chapter 260 You don’t want someone to carry the burden for you, do you?
When the large group of people from Xianyang arrived, the whole camp immediately became lively.
Not only Zhao Gao, Hu Hai, but also Kong Yu and other Confucian scholars came here this time.
The leader of the hundred officials, Prime Minister Zuo Feng Quji, couldn't help but tremble when he saw Qin Feng still alive.
What the hell is going on? Is it a fake corpse?
Qin Feng greeted him with a smile and bowed slightly respectfully.
After all, in his impression, although Feng Quji was a bit slippery and would not help anyone, he was a standard royalist.
But he also had outstanding abilities and was highly appreciated by the First Emperor.
Qin Feng's principle has always been that I will poke holes in others unless they offend me.
If someone offends me, then I will smash the windows of your house and pour orelli on your house.
Therefore, Qin Feng and Feng Quji still have a friendly relationship as colleagues.
"Have you met the Prime Minister?"
"The Marquis of Xianyang has killed me."
Feng Quji quickly returned the gift, then looked a little surprised and said:
"Marquis Xianyang, you are not..."
Qin Feng laughed and said:
"It's nothing. I'm bored and playing for fun."
Feng Quji's scalp suddenly felt numb. What does "playing to death" mean?
Are you sick? Do you have a mental problem?
How can a normal person die for fun?
"The Marquis of Xianyang is so funny, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."
Qin Feng didn't bother to explain. He walked directly past the crowd and came to the ugly-looking Kong Yu. He smiled and said:
"Oh, brother Kong, long time no see! You really want to hurt me!"
Kong Yu snorted lightly, looked Qin Feng up and down, and said:
"A gentleman would not do it by cheating the dead!"
Qin Feng's face was stern and he said angrily:
"Brother Kong is really good at joking. Who doesn't know that I am a gentleman?
You go out and ask around, and now I have all the manuscripts of "Wanyu" in my hands.
Do you understand what the right of final interpretation is?”
Upon hearing this, Kong Yu's face immediately turned red, and he stammered a retort out of excitement:
"Nonsense! You are talking nonsense!
That's "The Analects of Confucius", not "The Analects of Confucius"!
You are shameless!"
Qin Feng scratched his chin, looked up at the sky, as if imagining a bright future, and muttered:
"Ah! The students from Daqin Imperial College of Technology will graduate soon.
When the time comes, you will become elites in all walks of life.
And my Confucianism will follow them and spread more and more widely.
I’m really looking forward to that day coming, don’t you think, Brother Kong?”
Kong Yu said heartbrokenly:
“Those who steal hooks will be punished, and those who steal the country will be martyred!
Qin Feng, you are really going too far!
We can’t do this, people can’t, at least they shouldn’t!”
Qin Feng smiled and said:
“It doesn’t matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it can catch mice, it is a good cat.
You see, Great Qin's reform has already begun.
The torture of cruel officials will gradually disappear, and the era of people living and working in peace and contentment is coming.
Whether it is "The Analects of Confucius" or "The Analects of Confucius", whatever is suitable for this era is the best."
"Why do you think it's suitable just because you think it's suitable? This is unfair!"
"Isn't it fair? We can't go to the border to reason with the Huns by saying what the saints said, right?
They are plundering our people, killing our brothers and sisters, and plundering our property.
When facing them, we need to use blood and fire! Not etiquette!"
Seeing what Kong Kun wanted to say, Qin Feng lost interest.
Chatting with such a single-minded scholar has no meaning at all, let alone a sense of accomplishment.
Because this kind of person will never change his mind because of your words.
Otherwise, you will not become a great scholar.
Therefore, Qin Feng simply smiled evilly and said:
"Senior Brother Kong, you don't want someone to carry the burden for you, right?"
Kong Yu's expression immediately changed, and he shut up and did not dare to speak.
Qin Feng has used this trick before!
There are no quiet years, but there are people carrying the burden for you.
Listen, is this something a normal person can say?
This guy is simply not human!
The mother dog opens the door for the dog, the dog is home!
After a friendly reminiscing with Kong Kun, Qin Feng looked around.
It turned out that everyone in the team was completely silent.
Let alone chatting, I didn't even dare to look at him.
The power of the Marquis of Xianyang is so terrifying!
"It's boring."
Qin Feng sighed, shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and left slowly.
But when he returned to the camp, he found that Ying Zheng's face was ashen.
And those who also looked ugly and trembling were Zhao Gao and Feng Quji.
[What’s going on? Isn’t this Zhao Gao’s stupid complaint against me? 】
[Forget it, I'd better stay away from the edge for now. The First Emperor is not a man of martial ethics and likes to take it out on me. ]
Just when Qin Feng turned around and prepared to slip away quietly.
Suddenly Ying Zheng's cold and heavy voice came from behind.
"Qin Feng, where do you want to go? Come in here!"
Qin Feng trembled with fright.
Just as he was hesitating, he squatted down, wondering whether he should roll in in the most handsome posture.
With a "pop" sound, a cup was thrown out angrily and hit his feet accurately.
At the same time, Ying Zheng’s angry curse was heard:
"What are you doing here?"
Qin Feng was frightened and said aggrievedly:
"Didn't you tell me to get out? I have to prepare myself mentally, right?"
Ying Zheng laughed angrily on the spot, what kind of brain circuit is this?
For a moment, he didn't know whether to get angry or not.
Although Zhao Gao's face still had a heavy expression, there was clearly a look of gloating in his eyes.
Feng Quji couldn't help but look sideways slightly.
In the whole world, the Marquis of Xianyang is probably the only one who dares to talk to the First Emperor like this, right?
The awkward silence didn't last long before Ying Zheng said in a deep voice:
"Come in...come in!"
"promise!"
Qin Feng walked in carefully and stood behind Zhao Gao.
Not to mention, the tall brother Gao Zi was able to perfectly block Qin Feng's figure.
Ying Zheng bent his right index finger, tapped the table gently, and said with an ugly expression:
"Li Si is dead."
"What?! How did he die?"
Qin Feng couldn't help shouting.
Zhao Gao frowned and said in a deep voice:
"The right prime minister was poisoned to death."
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then took two steps back, trembling all over, and seemed to be in great grief.
He bit his lip tightly, his face full of disbelief.
He stretched out his right hand, pointed at Zhao Gao tremblingly, and cursed bitterly:
"Alas, what a pity, Master Li Si! What a pity, Master Li Si!
Fellow fellow! I know you want to kill Li Si, but didn’t we agree to wait two years for him to have three children?
Why did you take action in advance? He is already an old dog, how can you bear it!"
Zhao Gaoren was numb: "I copied it???"
((??3[▓▓]Good night~ I’ll resume normal updates tomorrow~ I got home a little late today, I’m so tired~)
This chapter has been completed!
