Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 137 The Little Tsundere of the First Emperor

Does Zhao Si not trust the First Emperor?Maybe, maybe not.

Zhao Si did not dare to say whether the First Emperor would protect him, nor did he dare to say whether the First Emperor would withstand the pressure for him.

But even if you can withstand it, so what?
It was not Qin Xiaogong Ying Quliang who killed Shang Yang, but his son Qin Huiwen Wang Yingsi.

Qin Xiaogong and Shang Jun had an agreement with green mountains and pine cypresses, Shang Yang did not fail Qin Xiaogong, Qin Xiaogong also did not fail Shang Yang.

But Qin Xiaogong can only protect Shang Yang I.

In the same way, looking at it from an optimistic point of view, the first emperor who did not massacre heroes, who did not have a bird to do his best, may not be unable to preserve Zhao Si while he is alive.

"My mother is 30 years behind the first emperor..." Zhao Si wanted to cry but had no tears.

According to history, the first emperor will die in these two years.

Even if the first emperor continued his life for another ten or twenty years, what about the successor?Maybe he will kill Zhao Si to quell public anger like King Qin Huiwen.

To reform means to cut flesh, and to reform means to bleed.

Even if there are a thousand and 1 high-sounding excuses for relocating the nobles of the six countries, the essence is to deprive the old nobles of the six countries of their power, land, and wealth.

When Shang Yang started to implement the reform, the old clan and the public clan wanted to kill them and hurry up.

In the beginning, Shang Yang's life and death was actually a tool for the game between the king and the old clan. If Shang Yang lived, the reform continued, and when Shang Yang died, the reform ended.

The main purpose of the old clan at the beginning was not to kill Shang Yang, but to obstruct the reform.

Until the end, the reform has become a fixed trend, and the ending cannot be changed. The old clan may not have the idea of ​​​​putting down.

If you change it, you can change it, and you can't stop it, so let's kill Shang Yang to vent your anger.

When their purpose changed from obstructing the reform to killing Shang Yang to vent their anger, Shang Yang's death was actually inevitable.

Zhao Si himself knew his own ability, he couldn't do this kind of state policy involving the whole world, he could only give advice, but not actual action.

Even if I have extraordinary talent and extraordinary performance, I will offend all the great nobles in the world if I accomplish this. At that time, the great nobles will see that the situation cannot be changed, and at the same time hand over their power, wealth and land, they will ask for the next best thing It couldn't be easier to kill Zhao Si to vent his anger.

And there was the most crucial thing, Zhao Si had no intention of doing it by himself at all, nor did he want to do it, he didn't want to put himself in danger at all, and he didn't want to be chased away.

He has such a lost national plot and a little bit of historical feelings in his heart, but he can't do it if Zhao Si dies for the country.

How to say this kind of thing...

Zhao Si felt that she was sitting well at home, and suddenly a person jumped out, go, I have a narrow escape but enough to leave a name in history for you to do.

Zhao Si didn't want to do it at all...

It's better to take refuge in Liu Bang. Although Liu Bang is cunning and dead, Zhao Si doesn't think highly of himself like Han Xin.

He doesn't have so many needs and obsessions, and he doesn't want to be a marquis.

It's okay to be a rich man, right?
Zhao Si's mind was full of thoughts, and he didn't have any clue when he picked up the pen.

The First Emperor cast a glance at Zhao Si, his expression was a little dark, the sun was high and it was not too late.

The First Emperor looked at the sky outside, then looked at Zhao Si, who bowed his head and said nothing, and suddenly said, "Back down."

Zhao Si was taken aback. In the past, he always had to serve around, but Emperor Shihuang suddenly asked him to retreat at noon. It was because of his mood without thinking about it. Unfortunately, Zhao Si himself was also in a state of confusion now, so he just pursed his lips and bowed to salute. leave.

"Enter the palace normally tomorrow!"

Just as Zhao Si walked to the door, the emperor's voice came from behind him. Looking back, he saw that the first emperor had bowed his head and continued to deal with official duties.

"only!"

"Three days later, I want to see your first draft."

Zhao Si also nodded.

Three days is too short for a complete national policy.

A policy is not implemented after patting the head, and the formulation of a policy is not done in a flash of the brain.

It seems to be just a relocation order, but which one should be relocated and which one should not be relocated?Qianshi is only a general assessment range, and Dagui is not a person of Qin.

Where to migrate, how to deprive them of their land and wealth locally, and what restrictions should be made in the pass.

How to prevent them from jumping over the wall in a hurry, what kind of countermeasures to use, who to win over, and how to win over, these are all meticulous.

At the same time of widespread strikes, we should try our best to avoid accidental injuries, try our best to keep the basic situation of Daqin, and suppress the turmoil to an acceptable level while obtaining the greatest benefits.

A small difference may be a big loss.

Regardless of whether it is the Tweet Order or the Remuneration Award, before the start, the preparation time is far more than a year, and it is absolutely impossible for one person to complete.

Three days is very short, but if it is just to draw up an initial direction, three days is more than enough.

"Hey!"

After leaving the palace, Zhao Si looked up at the palace gate and let out a sigh.

"Didn't you talk about the price of salt... Why did I go so far? Why should I talk so much? Let's get to this point... I have to pretend to be forced. Now it's all right, the truth is revealed, and when I turn around, I will be punished by the old man." guilty."

Zhao Si stepped on the frame, regretting secretly, unaware that Emperor Shi Huang did it on purpose today.

What the first emperor wanted to hear was never Zhao Si's views on the price of salt. The first emperor didn't like Zhao Si's clumsiness and pity on his body, as well as his age-appropriate maturity and stability.

What the First Emperor wanted to hear was never those high-sounding and superficial nonsense.

Zhao Si uttered too few opinions, and he always talked about it, and even used some high-sounding nonsense to fool him. The First Emperor could clearly distinguish these.

The price of salt was originally an introduction, a pretext for Emperor Shihuang to force Zhao Si to stand up to Sangong and had to put aside those high-sounding nonsense and sincerely refute through his own opinions and ideas.

What the First Emperor wanted to see was Zhao Si's ruling philosophy and Zhao Si's perception of the current Great Qin.

This is also the reason why after Zhao Si opened his mouth, Emperor Shihuang deliberately interrupted the private call to ask about politics after realizing what Zhao Si was going to say.

The first emperor wanted to see what Zhao Si was hiding and what Zhao Si was thinking, instead of asking Zhao Si to fight those old foxes in a ring with those old foxes in his 20s as a mere right-hand concubine.

Zhao Si took back his bicycle frame and stood on it. It was the first time for him to get off work so early, and Zhao Si was not used to it for a while.

In the past, he stayed in the palace until night before returning home. After returning home, he had to inspect his farmland, affect the growth of crops through the halo of uncut jade, and had to fight fiercely with the maids before he could sleep peacefully. , Sometimes I have to ask Zou for teaching, which can be said to be very fulfilling. I have been busy from morning to night, and now I am suddenly free, and Zhao Si doesn't know what he should do when he has enough time.

Going to inspect the work progress of the craftsman Lang Zhongling and the disciples of the Mohist school?Zhao Si was not in the mood at all.

To see how the crops are growing?I don't feel that way now.

To pass the day fighting with the Handmaid to avoid problems?Zhao Si probably didn't have the physical strength.

"Let's go to Lantian..." Zhao Si finally remembered his friend Wang Li.

Wang Li was carefree every day, and he was also Zhao Si's first good friend in Daqin. Ever since Zhao Si asked Zhao Si to go on a safari last time when he asked for leave, Wang Li talked about it a lot.

If you don't take advantage of your free time to meet Wang Li for a safari, it will be regarded as fulfilling the unfinished agreement.

"Hey...you even hated the First Emperor for no reason."

Zhao Si dejectedly drove the carriage.

The First Emperor was obviously angry, otherwise he wouldn't have let himself get off work so early, didn't take a nap, didn't eat dinner...

But when he thought about the Emperor Shi Huang letting him enter the palace as usual when he was leaving, he felt a little arrogant for no reason.

"My head must be broken because I'm not far from death!"

Zhao Si patted his head and went straight to Lantian.

After entering Lantian, Wang Li trotted over without waiting for a long time.

Wang Li stepped into the carriage eagerly and enthusiastically, and murmured in his mouth, "It's really a busy person to be a servant now. The last time I asked you to hunt in the countryside, it has been delayed until today!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I can't stay any longer!"

"The name Zhao Shilang is still useful. My father didn't even ask me why. He just heard that you invited me out, so he agreed directly!"

"Why are you free today? Zhao Shilang? Zhao Shuzhang?"

On the frame, Wang Li poked Zhao Si's shoulder with his elbow.

"How is my driving skill?" Zhao Si drove the horses at full speed, did not respond to Wang Li's thoughts, but asked a thoughtless question.

"That's right. Compared to before, I have made great progress. Now that I have entered the battle formation, Zhao Shuchang can also be the master of a car, driving straight to the enemy's line!" Wang Li gave a pertinent evaluation.

As time went by, Zhao Si became more and more like a serious nobleman.

Zhao Si learned the aristocratic skill of driving a chariot and riding a horse very quickly. Now it seems that Zhao Si can be regarded as a veteran in less than half a year of practice.

"How does that compare to you?"

Zhao Si asked a question.

"Of course I'm the better one, how about it? Let me drive the horse, Master Zhao and watch it for a while?" Wang Li took the reins, and the chariot even drifted around a corner under Wang Li's control.

"According to the speed of my horse, how long will it take to drive out of Guanzhong from here?" Zhao Si asked.

"If it is a day and night journey, with the rotation of war horses and the galloping road, it will not take a few days."

"Then what if we don't go the fast way?" Zhao Si continued to ask.

"It won't take too long to go the official way, at most eight or nine days." Wang Li thought for a while and said.

"Then what if you don't take the official road, you can't change trains, the horses don't rotate, and you only take remote paths, deep in the mountains and old forests?" Zhao Si asked again.

"what?"

"Only walking on remote paths, deep in the mountains and old forests, and the horses can't be rotated? That would be an old crime."

"Besides, if you want to leave Guanzhong, there is no place you can go without going through the official route."

Wang Li glanced at Zhao Si with a strange expression and said, "Why do you ask this politely?"

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(End of this chapter)