Destiny Only Han

Chapter 81 Confession
Xianyang City.

In the afternoon, the torrential rain was pouring, the Milky Way was suspected to hang upside down, and the waterfall fell from the sky, bringing the noise that isolated the surroundings and set off the quiet noise, causing drowsiness and darkness that made it difficult to see.

This kind of weather, for the Tingwei Mansion prison located underground, is even more sultry and humid, and the rotten mold smell that has not dissipated in the past is getting stronger and stronger.

The prisoners were all sitting and lying down lazily, and the guards patrolled back to the exit, sat on the ground, took out a bag of fried beans, took a gourd of wine, ate beans and drank, and killed the time.

On the street outside Tingwei's mansion, there was already a river of rain, but in such a heavy rain, a man came on a horse. He was wearing a coir raincoat, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

When the horse arrived at the door, the man got off his horse and led the horse to the tethering post under the eaves. After fastening the horse, he walked into the gate of Tingwei Mansion.

"What?"

The guard at the gate greeted him lazily.

The man unbuttoned the hood of the coir raincoat, revealing a black official uniform and a crown about nine inches high.

Alpine crown!
This was originally the crown of the king of Qi. After the Qin State destroyed Qi, the first emperor gave this type of crown to the attendants and visitors around him.

The guard at the gate looked serious. Although the guy in front of him was short and looked like a child, he was a close minister of the emperor. He represented the majesty of the emperor, and he couldn't tolerate any mocking expressions from them.

The man raised his hand, showed a sign, and said in a deep voice: "I am ordered to interrogate the traitor Li Si!"

The gate guards didn't dare to be negligent, turned around and took out a roll of bamboo slips from the gatehouse. The waist tags of the palace are numbered. They first copied the number of the tag in the opponent's hand, and then said with a smile on their faces: "Please sign your name here, sir." .”

With a sneer at the corner of the man's mouth, he took the pen and wrote the word "Ma Ping" on the bamboo slips.

The writing is vigorous, but the font is not the Xiaozhuan of Qin State, but the characters of Zhao State in the past.

However, the gate guards turned a blind eye to it. After all, Xiaozhuan has only been in circulation for a few years, and the handwriting that people have developed since childhood cannot be corrected overnight.

Besides, the other party is someone close to the emperor, and the emperor doesn't care, so it's his turn to meddle in such nosy matters when they are full?

Seeing that Ma Ping had finished signing, the guards at the gate immediately let him go, and watched him pass through the courtyard and head towards the west side of Tingwei Mansion.

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In the cell, the door opened with a bang, and the guard who was eating wine and chewing beans was startled, and hurriedly put the beans back into his arms. Fortunately, it was dark inside, and the visitor had to get used to it before he could see clearly. He took this opportunity to put the wine again Putting the gourd in place, he stood up and asked:

"What? It's raining so much, do you still want to interrogate the prisoner?"

Ma Ping flashed his waist card again, and said coldly: "Take me to see Li Si!"

The jailer looked at his attire, immediately nodded and bowed and said, "Please, please, this way please."

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In the depths of the prison, Ma Ping stood in front of a cell door with almost no light.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the jailer, who immediately backed away very politely.

In the cell, Li Si's hair was disheveled, his body was covered with cuts and bruises, and he hardly looked like a human being.

He struggled to climb to the door of the cell, and saw Ma Ping appearing in front of him through the thick and thin fence.

Under the faint skylight, the mountain crown about nine inches high on the opponent's head was clearly visible.

This is a close minister next to the emperor!
Li Si was overjoyed, he finally waited until today!
Since he was imprisoned, Zhao Gao would send someone to torture him almost every now and then.

The reason why he insisted on not committing suicide was because he was waiting for Zhang Han's army to return to Guanzhong, and secondly, he believed that he was eloquent and meritorious, and at the same time he did not rebel. Opportunity to write to the emperor.

He firmly believed that as long as the emperor saw his memorial, he would definitely wake up and pardon his crimes!
Now, here's your chance!
Ma Ping stood at the door of the cell, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

He was the head of Zhao Gao's family who sold grain to Yangdi back then, and now, under Zhao Gao's order, he came to the prison to see if Li Si had hidden secrets.

After all, the other party had been the prime minister for many years, and the emperor seemed to have remembered Li Si's past achievements and wanted to send someone to retry the case.

But Ma Ping was not worried at all that he would be recognized by Li Si.

The other party is the prime minister of the empire, under one person, above tens of thousands!
As for himself, he said he was Zhao Gao's housekeeper, but he was actually just a house slave.

How could the owl above the nine heavens remember the owl with the mouse in its mouth?

Ma Ping lowered his head, looked at Li Si lying on the ground and asked, "Are you convicted?"

Li Si nodded hurriedly. He had been scared of being beaten during this time. He took out a bamboo slip from his side and handed it out tremblingly from the fence:

"This is, this is my confession, please send it to His Majesty the Emperor for review!"

Ma Ping took it casually and opened it in the light of day.

"...At the time of the early kings, the land of Qin was only a thousand miles away, and there were hundreds of thousands of soldiers. The ministers were as thin as possible, obeyed the laws, secretly acted as advisors, funded with gold and jade, envoys lobbied the princes, secretly repaired armored soldiers, decorated politics and religion, officials and fighters, respected meritorious officials, Sheng Qi Juelu, so in the end he threatened Han to weaken Wei, smashed Yan, Zhao, barbarian Qi, and Chu, died and conquered the six kingdoms, captured his king, and made Qin the emperor. It is a crime!"

He read the words on the bamboo slips softly, with a mocking look at the corner of his mouth.

"The land is not wide, and they chased Hu and raccoon dogs in the north, and settled Baiyue in the south to see the strength of Qin. Two crimes!"

"Respect ministers, honor their titles, and strengthen their relatives. Three crimes!"

"Establish the state, build the ancestral temple, and show the virtuousness of the lord. There are four crimes!"

"Geng Ke painting, Ping Dou Hu measure articles, spread the world, in the name of Shu Qin. Five crimes!"

"Governing the way, promoting travel and viewing, in order to see the Lord's satisfaction. There are six crimes!"

"Punishment is suspended, and taxes are reduced, so that the Lord can win the hearts of the people. All the people will worship the Lord, and they will never forget it after death. Seven crimes!"

Ma Ping just sneered twice after reading the bamboo slips, and walked out of the cell without looking back.

Li Si lay on the ground and kowtowed heavily: "Sinner Li Si, thank you sir..."

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At the door of the cell, Ma Ping stood still, looking at the fearful warders around him, and a tandoor that was about to go out in the corner.

He grinned, and threw the bamboo slips that Li Si regarded as a life-saving straw: "Take it as firewood!"

After finishing speaking, he strode away, just sighing in his heart, Qin Guo, Zhao Guo... in this world, is there anyone who remembers the name Ma Fujun?

Behind Ma Ping, the jailer was slightly stunned, he was a little puzzled, why the other party was obviously a close minister of the emperor, why he would handle such an important memorial without authorization.

He silently put away the bamboo slips and walked quickly into the prison.

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Li Si looked at the bamboo slips in the jailer's hands, and smiled miserably: "I have a story, do you dare to listen to it?"

The jailer smiled: "You don't even ask, when was I, Sima Wuze, ever afraid!"

(End of this chapter)