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

Chapter 30 Confucius said to be benevolent, Meng said to take righteousness [Second update, please recommend]

People, do you want to be a hypocrite sometimes?

As soon as these words came out, Ying Zheng was a little stunned.

He looked at Fu Su and asked, "You said, Chen Ke said this?"

Fusu nodded hesitantly, and then continued: "On the way back, I was thinking about this question."

"I can't figure it out, but I think it's right"

"But my goal is to be a gentleman. How can a gentleman be a hypocritical villain?"

"Can"

Fusu had a tangled expression on his whole face, he didn't know what to say.

He couldn't express his heart, he just felt that his heart was in turmoil.

"Father, my child doesn't know what I should say, what I want to say, what I want to ask at this moment."

"I can't express my heart"

Fusu said calmly: "I feel that what the teacher said is right, but at the same time I feel that what the teacher said is wrong."

"No, it's not that the teacher is wrong, but that I shouldn't do it"

After hearing Fusu's inner doubts, Yingzheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt that he didn't have to embarrass himself anymore.

Fusu is changing.

Slowly change into what he wants - at least he wants to change.

The question asked today is the best proof.

He began to agree with what an emperor should do, and then he could do what an emperor should do in the future.

Ying Zheng didn't answer Fusu's question directly.

He felt that Chen Ke didn't answer directly, but let Fusu think for himself, probably because he had his own arrangement.

That being the case, of course I couldn't answer it myself.

Otherwise, wouldn't he have harmed his own son?

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng looked at Fusu and said in a serious voice, "Fusu, I know the answer to this question."

"But I can't tell you"

Ying Zheng looked at Fu Su with gentleness in his brows.

"The answer to this question requires you to think for yourself."

"If you can think of the answer to this question, then you will become a brand new yourself."

Ying Zheng's words carried a lot of meaning.

"These changes should be a good thing for Daqin as a whole, but not necessarily for you."

"As a father, I can only remind you one thing."

"If you are an ordinary person, of course you can use the requirements of a gentleman to be strict with yourself."

"But your current identity is the eldest son of Daqin, and your majesty the future second emperor of Daqin."

"He is the king of many people in this world"

"Is the emperor of this ten thousand miles of land"

"Fusu, think about it, what kind of perspective should you use to look at people?"

Fusu felt even more helpless when he heard Ying Zheng's question.

He didn't expect that he would not be able to find answers from his father when he came here, but his father would ask him a few more questions instead.

It's just that these problems seem to be compatible with the teacher's problems.

At this moment, Fusu felt a little headache, why did his father and teacher like to ask questions so much?

Seeing Fusu's embarrassment, Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing out loud.

He hadn't seen Fusu like this for a long time.

In his memory, Fusu in the past was like a clay statue, not like a normal person.

And from today onwards, the impression of Fusu in Ying Zheng's mind has been renewed.

Fusu is a child who will ask his father when he has a problem, and a child who will feel a headache after being assigned a question by his father.

Is a child who will be crowned adult at the age of 20.

He is a child who has the most noble status in Daqin and has not yet been crowned.

He is also the son of Ying Zheng.

At this moment, Ying Zheng clearly realized this.

"Work hard, Fusu"

Ying Zheng looked at him, his eyes were on the same level as Fu Su's, and then he suddenly realized.

Fusu was already as tall as himself.

"I'm waiting for you to catch up and catch up with me."

"Now your pace is too slow!"

Manufacturing Department
After instructing those veterans how to make paper, Chen Ke has been half lying in the pavilion, half squinting his eyes.

It seems to be thinking about problems, but in fact it is simply wandering and fishing.

The veterans in the distance are in order.

Blindly, under the guidance of the man with a broken leg, he threw the things around him into the pool.

A man with a broken arm walked slowly, looking around.

Sometimes with another person who has a broken arm, lift objects from the ground into the pool.

Chen Ke stood up and stretched.

After the procedures that were not cumbersome were over, Wang Wu walked up to Chen Ke with a piece of wet stuff.

There was excitement on his face, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Is this paper?

Truly a goddess!
With this fetish, why worry about the unhappiness of the Qin Dynasty?
"Young Mansion, a fetish has already been made!"

"I'll bring it here to show you."

Wang Wu looked excitedly and admiringly at Chen Ke who was a little calm in front of him.

And Chen Ke was still thinking about what he should do to make his life more comfortable.

The next second, listening to Wang Wu's words, he opened his eyes.

A light of surprise flashed by.

This is what he was waiting for.

"Go, take me to see"

Even though Wang Wudang was leading the way, the paper was already hanging and was about to dry.

Looking at the hanging paper, Chen Ke's eyebrows were slightly happy.

Although he regards himself as a detached person who does not belong to Daqin.

But seeing the appearance of this thing, he still felt a little happy.

Chen Ke turned his head, looked at Wang Wu and said: "After this thing is dry, you can cut it up according to what I told you before."

"It becomes one by one."

"Remember, you must pay attention to the appearance when you cut it. Even if it is cut, it must look good."

"For this reason, even a little more waste"

Chen Ke stroked his chin and began to think about how to write his first memorial after coming to Daqin.

He doesn't know how the predecessor wrote it, but after such a long time, he really hasn't written a memorial himself.

Chen Ke was thinking about something.

doctor's palace

Kong Xian looked at the person in front of him with a bit of surprise on his face.

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being the successor of Mencius. This memorial is written with reasonable words and gorgeous words."

"When the court meeting tomorrow, you can write a letter to His Majesty."

Kong Xian put down the memorial in his hand, looking gentle and kind, like a real gentleman.

The young man in front of him looked excited, as if he didn't expect to receive such praise.

Mencius' successor?
He was dazed.

Do you really deserve it?

Confucius said to achieve benevolence, Meng said to obtain righteousness!
Tomorrow is the time to sacrifice your life for righteousness!

(End of this chapter)