What should I do if I am beheaded by the First Emperor at the beginning?

Chapter 257 Old things in the city every year [3k updates, please subscribe]

good news?
Chen Ke looked at Fusu with a puzzled expression on his face: "What good news?"

He turned around, walked in, and shook off Fusu's hand, wondering how to continue cheating on those clan affairs.

Fu Su followed by Chen Ke's side, without any regret on his face.

He just said: "Teacher, don't you want to go to the county to find a pilot?"

"After thinking about it, the father decided to merge the three counties of Jiaodong, Linzi, and Langya into one Zhili county, and set up the post of governor."

"The position of governor is yours."

He said with a smile: "Besides, in order to protect you, the emperor decided to make you an "uncle". "

"It also said that as long as you like the place, you can be rewarded."

Chen Ke raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't pay too much attention to this matter.

The uncles at this time are different from the uncles in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. The uncles in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods had fiefdoms and were able to truly exercise their power.

The uncle of the first emperor is just a title and honor.

To the top of the sky, there is a fief, but it cannot exercise any power, and can only enjoy the food and wealth of this place.

That's it.

just
A place flashed across Chen Ke's mind. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Your Majesty really said that you can let me choose a place at will?"

Fu Su looked at Chen Ke's expression, and a hint of curiosity flashed across his face, but he didn't inquire deeply.

Just nodded: "These words come from the mouth of the father, of course there will be no mistakes or omissions."

"However, do you have something you want, teacher?"

Chen Ke nodded slightly, he walked quickly to the study, and wrote a few words on the table.

Then he gave the handwriting to Fusu.

"Ask Your Majesty to see if this place is okay."

Fusu lowered his head, looked carefully, and said with some surprise: "Teacher, this place is not too famous."

"Why did you choose this place?"

Chen Ke shook his head slightly: "It's just a little sustenance for the past."

He yawned: "By the way, I heard that Mr. General Lu has also returned. I wonder how you get along with him?"

Hearing Jiang Lu's name, Fu Su couldn't help curling his lips, with a little helplessness on his face.

"Ninth Brother, that's what he looks like anyway."

"I don't have much friendship with him. He has been wandering outside since he was a child, saying that he wants to travel around the world, looking for "books" and "knowledge" that can move him. "

"After I came back this time, I said that I paid homage to a teacher outside."

"I asked him what the teacher's name was, but he didn't say anything. He just said that the teacher had already passed away, and he just saw the mantle left by the old man."

"He saluted the mantle and bowl, and felt that he met the old man's conditions for choosing an apprentice, so he considered himself his disciple."

Chen Ke raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything.

"I see."

"However, it is a good thing for Daqin to bring Mr. Lu back, and it is also a good thing for His Majesty."

Fusu leaned back, leaned on the person behind him and said with a smile: "Then teacher, do you think this is a good thing for me?"

Chen Ke blinked: "Why not?"

"After Mr. Jianglu comes back, as long as he doesn't have the desire to fight for power, he will be your best helper."

"Of course, if he has the mind to fight for power, he will be your best helper."

Chen Ke smiled slightly: "If he wants to fight for power, he must do the things in his hands well. If he can't do the things in his hands well, why should he fight with you?"

"Fusu."

"You are His Majesty's eldest son, and even His Majesty's first son."

"When facing some things, your mind must be as broad as the sea, so that you can make your brothers surrender."

"If you have more friends, then you will have fewer enemies?"

Chen Ke reached out and patted Fusu's hand.

"Whether it's Jiang Lu, Hu Hai, or your other brothers, as long as you can tolerate them, they will be your best helpers."

"certainly--"

When Chen Ke said this, he smiled dumbly: "The premise of these is that you have the strength to be able to suppress them."

"If you can't suppress it, then you will slowly nourish their ambitions."

"The day their ambitions burst forth is the day you lose your power and status."

Chen Ke said with a smile: "So, do you have this confidence?"

Fu Su looked into Chen Ke's smiling eyes, with a little calmness and confidence on his face: "If I don't even have this confidence, how can I be worthy of being the teacher's disciple?"

The two teachers and apprentices smiled at each other.

Prime Minister's Office

Li Si looked at the document in his hand, smacked his lips, and handed the document to Cao Shen beside him.

"Here, His Majesty's will to award that kid Chen Ke."

"I'm afraid we'll have to call him County Uncle Chen in a few days."

While embellishing the edict, Cao Shen said with a smile: "Prime Minister, you said you were worried about Chen Shaofu before, but now you don't have to worry about it."

Worry?

Li Si curled his lips. He couldn't believe that this kid didn't see the mystery.

Just pretending not to know at this time.

He said with emotion: "This kid Chen Ke insists on going somewhere, saying that the place can better implement his policies."

"It's also a good thing."

"I'm also curious, how many wonderful ideas he still has in his heart."

He smiled faintly, and continued to deal with the things in his hand.

Time flies by, especially in these few days of New Year's Eve, time passes faster.

Today is the evening of December [-]th, and there are hardly any fewer pedestrians on the street.

Chen Ke was wandering outside with his sleeves wrapped around his sleeves. A few days earlier, Ying Zheng saw that he was a loner and wanted him to go to the palace to celebrate the New Year together like last year.

But Chen Ke refused.

This year is different from last year. Last year, he felt that it was the same wherever he spent the year, but this year is different.

He still feels that he will spend this year in his own home.

Even if he is the only one in that family, it is the same because of this.

Chinese New Year, only in this way can we have the taste of Chinese New Year.

In the distance, a candle was fluttering in the cold winter wind. A small stall hadn't been closed yet, and the husband and wife stood there, walking back and forth.

It's really too cold today.

"Haven't you returned yet?"

Chen Ke walked in, and asked with a smile: "It's Chinese New Year today, why are you still outside?"

In the stall, the wife had an embarrassed smile on her face.

"Isn't it sold out?"

"Say you leave after selling the last one, so you don't have to go back with your things."

Chen Ke smiled when he heard the words, and immediately said: "Then make it for me, and I will try your handicraft."

The couple looked quite old, with layers of wrinkles on their faces, but they didn't look old.

But after a while, a soup pancake came up.

Layers of white mist on the pottery bowl drifted upwards along the cold wind, and a faint fragrance echoed in this small street.

Chen Ke sat on the stool.

Since he invented this thing, it has been widely spread in various places.

"call--"

Chen Ke took a breath, trying to blow away the white mist on the bowl.

He picked up the chopsticks beside him and ate silently.

Seeing that he was eating, the couple smiled kindly and packed up their things while discussing something in a low voice.

Chen Ke's ears were sharp, and what the couple said in a few words reached his ears.

"The boss should be back too. After a year of busy work, it's time to rest for a few days."

"What are you resting for? During the Chinese New Year, we have to do it too."

"Then what are you doing so desperately? Your old life is gone?"

"Do you really think of yourself as you were when you were young?"

"Besides, do you know?"

"This holiday was personally invited by the Shaofu for the people of the world. Not only us, but even those officials have to rest."

"Hey, okay, okay, listen to you."

"But Young Master Chen is really a good person. If it weren't for him, our family would have had nothing to eat since last year."

Chen Ke listened to this, and smiled while eating something warm.

He doesn't care whether others praise him or talk about him.

But Chen Ke cares about whether he has really brought a better life to others, and whether what he has done is really beneficial to the people of the world.

Just after eating, the husband of the couple came over with something in his hand.

He was smiling, with a kind look on his face, and the wrinkles on his face showed that he had experienced many hardships.

In this cold wind, it seems a little kind and warm.

"Young man, why are you wandering outside by yourself when it's Chinese New Year's Eve?"

The old man said kindly: "Don't get angry with your family, go back as soon as possible."

He put a pheasant egg (egg) in front of Chen Ke's table, looked at Chen Ke who had finished eating, and said, "Eating an egg can also warm your body."

"We're going to close the stall too, so I'll leave it to you."

The two dragged the stall away silently, leaving only Chen Ke standing there after eating, holding a pheasant egg in his hand.

Chen Ke looked at the hunched figures of those two people, as if he saw the figures of all the people in the world.

For him, the life in the court, the life of strategizing with the ministers, and the life of prosperity and wealth are not the most important and the most important.

For Chen Ke, this ordinary life, a life as ordinary as this pheasant egg, is what he likes most.

Holding the pheasant egg in his hand, Chen Ke walked towards the mansion with a smile.

The old things in the city are born year after year, with the spring breeze that has not yet come in winter, and this year has passed.

a fuchu

Ziying looked at the old man in front of him with confusion on his face: "Why, do we want to be enemies with His Majesty?"

"Isn't it good to listen to His Majesty's words?"

The old man in front of him stroked his head, with a little flatness on his face.

"It's not something we can live if we want to live an ordinary life."

He smiled and said, "Ziying, that seat is so cold that it can freeze the heart of the person sitting on it to stone."

"We have to save our lives."

PS: Asi, what's going on in the past two days? I can't write anything. I feel like I'm the first to ask for a subscription.The second is about 09:30, around ten o'clock.

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