My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 843 What a honey jar.

Hu Wujing suddenly saw a woman walking in. She was a beautiful woman, which scared the old man.

He subconsciously thought that his reputation would end here.

But the old man quickly figured out who the visitor was.

Everyone said that there was a female Guan Zhong in the palace. Under her management, there were no mistakes, omissions or bad debts, and the palace maids and guards were all convinced of her.

Logically speaking, she only went in and out of the back garden, so these court officials were unfamiliar with her and did not understand her.

Unfortunately, Mrs. Lu is not an ordinary person.

Since she entered the palace, she has been famous for her love of reading.

In this era, people who can read are rare, and girls who can read are even rarer.

Just being able to read and write is enough to make other women of the same age envious. Even in the palace, there are many educated and knowledgeable female officials, but being able to read and write can help Lu Zhi maintain her position in the harem.

What's rare is that Lü Zhi also likes reading books. So she is a frequent visitor to the Shangshutai. She would ask the officials on duty for advice when she has nothing to do. Sometimes when the female officials come to look for books, she would also ask them for advice.

Lu Zhi was a very hardworking person. She looked gentle and well-behaved, but she was very perseverant in doing things.

She comes to the Shangshutai almost every month.

Hu Wujing often saw Lu Zhi's name in the reading register.

When I saw it today, it was indeed extraordinary.

In fact, Lü Zhi was not an ordinary person. She had power but no love. How could it not be tragic for a woman?

Lu Zhi always felt that something was missing in her life.

But where can she find the answer? The emperor might give her an answer, but the answer might not be what she wants.

Unexpectedly, Lu Zhi actually heard such a conversation in the Shangshu Terrace.

Feng Wuze did not try to hide it, but simply said to Lu Zhi, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Madam. My son is naughty and useless."

The 25-year-old Lü Zhi smiled, "After all, I'm still young."

Hu Wujing nodded and smiled. Her son is already 35 years old this year.

"By the way, I have always heard that the Grand Historian is very knowledgeable, and his talent is second only to that of our former Prime Minister Li Si. The Grand Historian usually works in the library to compile history, so it is difficult for Lü Zhi to have the opportunity to meet you in person."

"It is a rare opportunity for us to meet today. Lü Zhi happens to have many questions to ask, so I hope the Grand Historian will be generous in giving me some advice."

Hu Wujing kept his head down, looking at the ground. As the saying goes, a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall. There is a difference between men and women, and they should not touch each other. This is the rule passed down by our ancestors.

Hu Wujing didn't dare to go beyond that, and he didn't want to have any contact with the women in the inner palace.

No one knows that disaster has come until it happens.

However, after listening to what Lu Zhi said, he looked up at Lu Zhi. She was pregnant and seemed to be about to give birth.

Hu Wujing hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Otherwise, why do people say that Lu Zhi is a smart person?

What she was asking was which version was correct: the true history in the Bamboo Annals or the current version in history books.

You should know that so far, there are only two sets of "Bamboo Annals" in the Xianyang Palace, one set is in the hands of the emperor himself, and the other set is placed in the Zhangtai Palace.

Anyway, these two sets of books are in the hands of the emperor and ordinary people cannot get them.

However, there is no wall that is impenetrable. The officials who compiled the Bamboo Annals later served in the Secretariat and revealed some information to Lu Zhi.

The reason was that Lü Zhi read history books praising the virtues of saints. Because Lü Zhi did not despise them for their low status, but respected them very much, so the officials kindly told her some facts, "History books may not be true. People with good reputations in history are just winners, and people with bad reputations are losers."

Wandering at the gate of the political hall, after having tasted the power, Lu Zhi was unwilling to leave. It would be great if she had the ability to step into the hall of power and settle down in the harem.

Lu Zhi has been thinking about this matter all the time.

When she met Hu Wujing, she naturally couldn't wait to ask him about these things.

Hu Wujing looked at Lü Zhi and couldn't help asking, "Madam, you live in the deep palace, why do you care about these things?"

"I heard that in ancient China, there was Meng Jiangnu who traveled a thousand miles along the Great Wall to look for her husband. Now there is the widow Ba Qing who opened a cinnabar iron mine. Some women are not born to do housework, just like some men are not born to farm and herd cattle and sheep."

When Hu Wujing heard this, he felt something burning in his heart.

Just based on this sentence, Hu Wujing understood that this Lu Zhi was definitely not someone who used her beauty to please men.

Only then did Hu Wujing let down his guard against Lu Zhi and carefully interpreted and answered each of Lu Zhi's questions.

It would have been fine if Lu Zhi hadn't asked, but once she did, she uncovered many shocking revelations.

"Isn't this world absurd?"

“Hahahaha.” Hu Wujing stroked his beard and smiled. “Madam is right. It is ridiculous. The winners always glorify themselves, while the losers are always stigmatized with too many stains.”

"Something that looks flawless may actually be full of bad deeds."

Although Lü Zhi always felt that something was wrong when she read history, it turned out to be this: the winners won too smoothly and too righteously, while the villains always seemed to deserve to die.

"So, Emperor Xin, the last emperor of mankind, is a rare person. But why did such a brave and warlike person end up like this?"

"Daji is actually a good wife, not a person who brings disaster to the country and the people."

Hu Wujing burst into laughter, and tears came to his eyes.

"Madam, you still have too little experience. In this world, being poor is wrong, but isn't it wrong to be rich?"

"Do you know why in those areas outside the Great Wall every winter, when the riverbed drops, there are always so many corpses exposed?"

Lu Zhi asked curiously, "Why?"

"They were all people who were once very wealthy in our territory. They went far away to do business. The robbers colluded with the servants and killed their masters and robbed them of their wealth."

"Of course, it's not just outside the Great Wall. There are also many cases of servants having affairs with mistresses, framing their masters, and stealing family property."

Lu Zhi only felt a chill on her back, but this biting cold also made her suddenly sober for a while.

"Poverty is a sin, and wealth is also a sin."

"Ignorance is a sin, knowledge is also a sin." Hu Wujing looked at Lü Zhi and felt that this girl was a pity. If she were a man, with her persistent and true spirit, he would be willing to take her as an apprentice and let her be an official who compiles history. She could become a great man in the future.

Lü Zhi was curious, "If you say poverty is a sin, I understand. If you say wealth is a sin, I was ignorant in the past, but now I have your guidance and I understand a little bit."

"This person must not be arrogant and extravagant because of his wealth and let down his guard. If you are rich and powerful, you must be low-key and not show your wealth in front of outsiders, otherwise you will bring disaster to yourself."

Hu Wujing stroked his beard and nodded, "Well said."

If Lu Zhi wasn't a woman, he would have praised her a lot.

But Lu Zhi persisted in asking, "I can understand that it is a sin to be ignorant. If a person has enough knowledge, she will have many choices and can avoid taking detours."

"But this excessive knowledge is also a sin. How do you understand this?"

Lu Zhi is really a curious guy.

Hu Wujing looked at Lu Zhi. He smiled at first and then stopped talking.

He stood up and pretended to look for some books. Seeing this, Lü Zhi stood up and said, "Please tell me clearly, Grand Historian, I will never blame you."

The Grand Historian asked in a low voice, "Madam, are you close to the other ladies in the palace?"

Lu Zhi was speechless for a moment and her face quickly turned pale.

Lu Zhi was very clear about her strengths and weaknesses.

Although she was approachable, she was mainly friendly to palace maids, guards and officials who came from rural areas and were commoners, similar to her in background.

She was very kind to the maids, eunuchs, and even the temple servants.

However, people often sneer at those female elites who eat the people's money all day long but do not care about the reality of their country.

Lu Zhi liked to talk with people about political, economic and cultural events, but the ladies only liked to discuss silks, food and clothing, and study rouge and powder.

Although Lu Zhi also liked these things, she always felt bored facing them every day.

Therefore, Lu Zhi could not get along with them at all.

Moreover, let alone discussing rouge, powder, silk and satin with Lu Zhi, they simply didn't like to associate with Lu Zhi.

Lü Zhi couldn't help but look at Hu Wujing, "The Grand Historian is saying that it's because I like reading that those dignitaries, ladies and princesses don't want to associate with me."

"I didn't say that. Madam, please understand it yourself." Hu Wujing smiled. The more talented a person is, the more difficult it is for him to stand out.

It’s not that the competition in this world is fierce. In fact, there are very few truly talented people, but too many people without talent. People become jealous because they lack talent.

After becoming jealous, they maliciously suppress talented people and prevent them from coming to the fore.

There are so many such things.

Where is the most talented person in Qin? Not in the court, but sweeping dust in the library of Xianyang Palace.

The library is a magical place. Although many people regard the library as a secret place for nurturing life and conducting certain activities, the great people in history often stayed in this place when they were unknown.

This was true of Lao Tzu, Zhang Cang, and other great men who came after him.

Knowing that they would never become as talented as Han Fei, many talented people had to come here to avoid having their feathers broken prematurely, one to preserve themselves, and the other to prolong their lives by relying on books.

Lu Zhi wanted to ask Hu Wujing for advice, but he waved his hand and said goodbye.

Hu Wujingke was unwilling to deal with people in the harem. He had seen through people and things. Chatting with the women in the harem for too long would cause outsiders to gossip.

Moreover, Hu Wujing observed too many people, and he found that Lu Zhi was very studious and motivated.

In the palace and in the workplace, being ambitious and studious is a taboo, because it means showing off and being in the limelight; and a person who often shows off is very likely to be envied.

The more attention you get, the faster you die.

Lu Zhi's curiosity would make her progress, but it would also inevitably drive her to some dangerous places.

There are three people on the stage. If someone is dissatisfied and wants to change his position, someone will have to sacrifice blood.

Hu Wujing was a little worried. The old forces were slowly withdrawing from the stage. A large number of old and middle-aged people in the palace management retreated behind the scenes with the abdication of the Queen Mother Huayang, Changping Jun and Qin Shihuang, and began to retire in remote palaces in the palace.

The Xianyang Palace seems to be peaceful.

But brand new forces are also emerging and growing.

Hu Wujing touched his sore shoulder and went out. He saw the sun hanging high in the sky, so bright that he couldn't look directly at it.

No matter how spring, summer, autumn and winter change, we still have to go through a cycle of four seasons; no matter how the four seasons change, the sun is still the same sun.

The law is ruthless, but the law does not change.

People are sentimental, and they change every day.

Hu Wujing led the clerks and carried the historical records and ancient books that he had just sorted out to the office of the Grand Historian.

The white hair on his head was as numerous as the years that had been hidden, and as white as the deep snow buried in the valley.

There are many injustices in this world, and if you want to achieve perfection, you have to sacrifice yourself.

For many years, the Chinese have always lived this way.

If I hadn't pretended to be ignorant, how could I have gotten through so many attacks?

Thinking of his youngest son who was full of ambition and loved to show off, and who came to him and made a big fuss in order to prove his loyalty to the prince, Hu Wujing could only laugh it off.

Life is like this. If you want others to change, it is impossible. You can only be calmer and calmer.

Hu Wujing knew that he couldn't care less, so he just let him be.

"The young prince thought he was living in a honey jar, but he didn't know that he was surrounded by exploitation and calculation."

In this world, how could someone be nice to others for no reason?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

For a happy person to understand this truth, one often has to pay a huge and heavy price.

Unfortunately, the young Yao heard that Hu Huang was willing to offend the Grand Historian in order to cover up his "ugly behavior", and he had already regarded Hu Huang as his confidant.

Prince Yao and Empress Lu were latecomers after all, and the Qin Empire was still helmed by Emperor Qin II.

After the meeting of princes ended, Qin II was very happy to see that he had intimidated the princes with his strength.

The Second Emperor could not help but want to ask the powerful Liao, "What do you think of the princes today, Captain?"

"The princes are so obedient to me, but in their hearts they are not obedient."

"Is this true?" Obviously Liao's answer was not what Qin II wanted to hear.

He had made so much effort, and Liao just told him this.

"Your Majesty has issued the Enfeoffment Order, but why has none of the princes implemented it so far?"

Qin II was silent for a while, then asked Liao, "What should I do?"

"The only way is to sharpen your weapons and be ready to kill the rebels at any time. Once your Majesty sharpens his sword, the princes will immediately implement the Enfeoffment Order. This is the fundamental solution."

Qin II asked again, "What if they unite to attack me?"

"If we fail to implement the Enfeoffment Order immediately, once three to five years have passed and the princes have become powerful, it will inevitably cause disaster."

Liao looked at Fusu's expression. He was not willing to listen to his opinion.

Qin II thought about his original intention of enfeoffment and refused.

"The princes are powerful, who will they annex first?"

Liao bowed, "Of course it's a weak neighboring country."

"Then I am the Son of Heaven. If the vassal states are at war with each other, should I intervene?"

Liao bowed, "Your Majesty wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and then put order out of chaos."

(End of this chapter)