After all, with his knowledge and the system's help, he could live a very successful life, so why would he take unnecessary risks?

"What if the First Emperor of Xianyang personally came to invite you to help him?"

Zheng's slender, white fingers brushed aside the stray strands of black hair between her brows and gently placed them on her beautiful ear, her phoenix eyes gazing at Bai Su.

Her fair and delicate collarbone shimmered with an alluring luster.

Bai Su scratched her cheek and looked at Zheng Jie strangely: "Miss Zhao, are you a little confused? Who is the First Emperor? He is high above, with a million iron cavalry and in control of the country. How could such a person know about a small commoner like me?"

"Instead of asking such a bizarre question, you might as well say you are the First Emperor, and then you can make me your empress, and I will rule the world as a father."

Sister Zheng: "..."

Wang Jian couldn't help but burst out laughing, choking on the plum juice in his mouth and coughing for a while.

Zhengjie gave her a disapproving look.

Wang Jian hurriedly suppressed a smile and wiped the water stains from the corner of his mouth.

Bai Su glanced at the two of them with some confusion. These two women had a low threshold for laughter. She had only said something casually, and they were laughing like this.

Zheng Jie was somewhat amused and exasperated, glancing at Bai Su: "I was just giving an example, would you agree?"

Bai Su stroked her chin and pondered, "Of course not."

Why...?

Wang Jian's face showed surprise.

As a veteran minister who has served His Majesty for many years, she has already seen that Zhengjie has developed a fondness for Bai Su.

Ordinary people would be overjoyed at the mere thought of being summoned by His Majesty, but Bai Su refused His Majesty's personal invitation without hesitation, which piqued her curiosity.

Bai Su pondered for a moment and said, "Recruiting talent is just like marrying a wife. You need a marriage certificate, betrothal gifts, a wedding procession, and a wedding banquet to show respect. If I just go there whenever she calls, I'll lose face."

"These emperors are all big pigs; the easier something is to obtain, the less they cherish it, while the more difficult it is to obtain, the better it is, and they can't forget it."

When Wang Jian heard Bai Su say that His Majesty was a big pig's trotter, his eyelids twitched violently, and he cautiously glanced at the expression on his sister Zheng's face beside him.

Instead of being angry, Zhengjie asked with great interest, "Then what did the First Emperor do to invite you over?"

Bai Su didn't think much of it and just took it as bragging at the dinner table.

He stroked his chin and pondered for a moment: "Back then, King Wen of Zhou personally pulled the chariot for eight hundred steps to invite Jiang Ziya to help him, which led to the Zhou Dynasty's eight hundred years of rule. I am a rather low-key person and don't have high demands. I'll just let her drive the chariot herself for the time it takes to drink eight cups of tea."

Zheng Jie's smile suddenly froze. Looking at Bai Su, who was talking eloquently in front of her, she suddenly had an urge to kick him hard.

You actually dared to dream of having me personally drive to pick you up.

Chapter Sixteen: Eldest Daughter Fusu

Night was falling.

Inside the side room, the lights flickered.

"This fellow actually wants me to drive his carriage..."

The image of Bai Su's smiling face flashed through Zheng Jie's mind, and she felt a surge of anger that made her want to laugh.

After pondering for a while, Wang Jian said, "A young man who is not impetuous is not a true youth. This young man is only twenty years old, yet he possesses extraordinary strategies and skills. It is normal for him to speak impetuously. Your Majesty need not be angry."

"I am not angry, but rather find it rather amusing."

Zheng Jie glanced at Bai Su's room next door with her phoenix eyes and shook her head.

There has always been a misunderstanding about her, with people thinking that the First Emperor in Xianyang Palace was a tyrant who killed countless people and would drag anyone who dared to disobey her out and kill them.

But the truth is quite the opposite; she never killed a meritorious official, and even treated talented people with great respect.

After unifying the six kingdoms, she invited a group of Confucian scholars, hoping they could serve the court.

However, they refused to serve the court. Not only did they belittle the system of establishing a country based on law in front of the officials, but they also pointed their fingers at her and cursed her for wanting to unify the written language and promote the county system.

Even so, Zhengjie did not indiscriminately kill any Confucian scholars; she simply let them leave.

It is evident that Zhengjie has a broad mind and can accommodate all things under heaven.

"What does His Majesty think of that boy...?"

Seeing that His Majesty was not angry, Wang Jian couldn't help but smile.

A hint of reminiscence flashed in Zheng Jie's phoenix eyes: "This young man has a keen eye and hits the nail on the head. He is a rare gem in the world. With just a little polishing, he may be no less than a second Han Fei!"

Wang Jian was stunned, and a storm of emotions surged within him.

That's truly a remarkable compliment.

Others might not know, but as a veteran official of the court, she was all too aware of Han Feizi's talent back then.

That was a woman who, having written only two volumes, sent chills down the spine of the Emperor in Xianyang Palace.

To obtain her alone, His Majesty did not hesitate to send hundreds of thousands of troops to wage war against Korea.

He was truly a man of exceptional talent, one man being worth a million soldiers.

Han Fei Zi was indeed worthy of His Majesty's high regard. She quickly devised a set of doctrines for His Majesty to unify the world, establish a country according to law, strengthen central authority, and establish monarchical autocracy.

It was based on her doctrines that the imperial court gradually swept across the six kingdoms and unified the world.

However, this extraordinary talent, because she was born in the state of Han, opposed the court and her first target for destroying the state was Han. In addition, she had a stutter and was not good at speaking, so she rarely made friends with others and had few friends in the court.

This left him with virtually no power to refute the attacks from his ministers.

His Majesty originally intended to make a show of it, imprisoning Han Feizi for a period of time to avoid the limelight, and then find an excuse to release her after the war to destroy Han was over.

Unexpectedly, Han Fei was secretly forced to take poison and die in prison.

His Majesty felt a deep sense of regret and sorrow when Han Feizi passed away, and even now, he still feels a pang of remorse when he thinks about it.

Your Majesty compared Bai Su to a second Han Fei. It seems that Your Majesty's expectations for this young man are even higher than I anticipated.

"However, in my opinion, this kid has absolutely no chance of becoming the second Han Feizi."

Wang Jian took a sip of his drink and said with a smile.

Why?

Zhengjie looked over with great interest.

Wang Jian said in a serious tone, "Han Fei is a man with lofty ideals and respects His Majesty. But this kid has no ambition and doesn't care about a high official position."

"But seeing Your Majesty's stunning beauty, those lustful men who covet Your Majesty's body will naturally not become the second Han Fei."

Zhengjie was stunned for a moment, recalling the smiling figure who wanted to marry her, and suddenly felt a little amused and exasperated.

"That's a good point..."

She looked somewhat helpless, but she didn't dislike Bai Su much; on the contrary, she liked her even more.

After all, what an emperor worries about most is not encountering someone who is greedy, lustful, or full of flaws.

Rather, the emperor feared encountering a saint who was without desires and without flaws. No matter how talented such a person was, the emperor would not dare to fully trust him.

People with flaws are actually better. Knowing what they like and dislike makes them easier to trust.

"How does Your Majesty intend to subdue this young man?"

Wang Jian said with a strange expression, "Given the little princess's personality, I always feel she's a bit unreliable."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jie gently put down her wine cup. Recalling Hu Yi's unruly demeanor with his hands on his hips, she felt a slight headache coming on.

She looked at Wang Jian beside her with her phoenix eyes and said with a smile, "By the way, isn't your daughter sixteen years old this year and still unmarried? This Bai Su is a talented woman, and she would be a good match for your daughter."

Seeing that Sister Zheng was looking at her daughter, Wang Jian shook his head with a wry smile: "I have thought about it, but unfortunately my daughter is a martial arts fanatic and doesn't like studying. She has been practicing swordsmanship with me since she was a child."

“She doesn’t look down on ordinary men. Half a year ago, a man came to propose marriage. She said that if he wanted to marry her, he had to beat her. She got into a fight on the spot and broke the leg of the young master of the Wang family. I had to go to his house in person to apologize.”

Upon hearing this, Sister Zheng burst into laughter.

Wang Jian's eyes darted around, as if he had thought of something: "Your Majesty, isn't there another suitable candidate?"

A hint of doubt flickered in Zheng Jie's phoenix eyes: "You mean..."

"Princess Fusu from the frontier."

Wang Jian looked at Zheng Jie, whose eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and said in a low voice, "Back then, Her Highness was just a little immature. Now that she has been in the border region for about half a year, she must have realized her mistake."

"While His Majesty is leading his troops on a tour of the world to deter the remnants of the six kingdoms, there is still no one in charge of the court. If some of the unexpected events that Young Master Bai mentioned occur, the court may be thrown into chaos and cause a great disaster."

"At present, the court is short of people. Summoning Prince Fusu back will not only help His Majesty in handling government affairs, but also leave a backup plan for His Majesty's country."

Zheng Jie fell into deep thought. She had to admit that Wang Jian had really hit the nail on the head.

If it weren't for good luck in meeting Bai Su, who knew the way of alchemy, the world would probably have fallen apart the moment she died.

Although she is currently free of the poisonous pills and is in good health, who knows what might happen in the future?

It would be safer to recall Fusu, the eldest daughter.

After all, it wasn't really about exile; it was just a pretext to give Fusu some experience.

"Has it been half a year already? Well then, let's summon her back," said Zheng Jie after a long silence.

Chapter Seventeen: What are you hiding on your person?

The next day.

Bai Su went to the street as usual to do her business.

But then they noticed a crowd gathered not far away, whispering among themselves.

Noisy sounds could be heard from time to time.

"Hey, have you heard? A group of alchemists entered the Xianyang Palace under the guise of offering medicine, but the elixirs they presented to the First Emperor were extremely poisonous, with the intention of harming him."

"What?! Is that really true?!"

"Hey, you didn't know?"

"Well... I really don't know. Could you tell me about it?"

"These alchemists, in order to amass wealth, presented the First Emperor with fake elixirs in the name of immortality. These elixirs contained deadly poison. I heard that birds that ate them died within a short time."

"After the matter was exposed, not only were all the sorcerers in Xianyang Palace executed, but all the sorcerers in the world were also implicated and sent to Liaodong to build the Great Wall."

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