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

Chapter 323 There will be times when the wind and the waves cleave, hang the clouds and sail directly to help the sea 【End of this volume, please subscribe】

The melodious singing echoed in the wilderness, drifting with the autumn wind, drifting further and further away.

The heads of Guizhou who were kneeling on the ground could not understand the style of the song, but they could understand the reluctant farewell in the song.

They sang along with Chen Ke.

"Outside the pavilion, along the ancient road, the grass is green and green"

"The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the setting sun is outside the mountain."

"At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of friends are scattered."

"Life is rarely a joyous gathering, only parting."

On the city tower in Linzi County in the distance, Tian Cheng, Wei Xin, Yu Que, Fan Muye, Huo Shi and others stood there, looking at the chariots going far away on the road.

There was a little hope and a little emotion in everyone's eyes.

"This is what a "gentleman" wants for an official. "

Huo Shi's voice was full of emotion. He was a Confucian in the past, and he pursued Confucianism.

Although he has accepted the education of Baijiagong, Baijiagong will not force people to change their "major" thinking.

Just let everyone take care of the rest.

Therefore, the highest standard of virtue he pursues is still "gentleman".

Tian Cheng, Wei Xin, and Yu Que looked at Chen Ke's back, but what they said was different from Huo Shi.

"The people can use the law and uphold the law. What the governor does is the highest pursuit of a legalist."

"The incarnation of the law is nothing like this."

"In this Penglai Continent, the governor's law is the law that can calm the people, and it is the embodiment of the Qin law."

Most of what the three of them learned throughout their lives was the thought of the Legalists, and what they sought in the Baijia Palace was also the education of the "Law Palace".

Therefore, from what Chen Ke did, what he saw was the embodiment of "law" and the execution of the law.

Fan Muye also had different opinions on this, he looked at Chen Ke and said, "You all only saw the governor's "doing", but did not see the governor's "not doing". "

"The Governor's "not doing" is actually a kind of "doing". "

He said with emotion: "Lao Tzu often said that everything has its own natural law, and the best way for us to deal with it is to let nature take its course."

"After the governor came to Penglai, he didn't do anything else except cut off some tree branches that affected the normal life of these Guizhou chiefs."

"Isn't this the incarnation of Tao? "

"Heaven has its own way, and the governor is the "Tao". "

Several people looked at each other, and laughed out loud when they heard each other's description.

Different people have different Chen Ke in their eyes, and they all feel that Chen Ke fits the path they are pursuing.

And this is precisely Chen Ke's own path.

It is different from the pursuit of Legalism, Taoism, and even Confucianism.

At this time, on the road, Chen Ke's chariot was driving slowly, and the people in Qianshou on the side of the road were all looking at the chariot.

Looking at this scene, Fusu only felt joy in his heart.

The year his teacher came to Penglaizhou was not in vain
The public can remember the teacher and spontaneously thank the teacher. Isn't this the best reward?
"What the teacher does is really what an "official", a "gentleman", or even a superior person should do. "

Chen Ke was sitting on the chariot, and the chariot had already driven out of the place where the heads of Guizhou gathered most.

But he still felt a little sad.

Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and it coincides with parting in autumn.

This year in Penglai Island, is it not a year of joy in Chen Ke's heart?

Some things that cannot be implemented in Xianyang City are gradually being implemented. As long as the people of Penglaizhou can continue to implement them steadily, why not succeed in your success?

This is the first place where he really governed!
Seeing the distress on Chen Ke's face, Fu Su said with a face full of comfort: "Why is this so, teacher?"

"After the sunset, won't you still be able to come back?"

"It's not like he's not coming back."

Chen Ke shook his head, looked at Fusu and said, "Penglai can indeed come back, but it doesn't matter how long he can stay."

He sighed and said: "Your Majesty asked me to come, in fact, for the purpose of letting go of these things, and cleaning up the clan by the way."

"Now that the clan has taken the bait, I'm afraid my days in Penglai will not be many."

Chen Ke made a calculation in his mind and said, "Come back after the year, so you can probably stay until around July and August."

"At that time, His Majesty will call me back to Beijing."

When Fusu heard this, his face was a little silent. In fact, it was not just Chen Ke who was reluctant to be here?
He can't bear to be here either.

However, he still forcibly pulled himself together and said, "Teacher, wouldn't it be good to go back to Xianyang City?"

Fu Su jokingly said: "In Xianyang City, we can still continue to implement the teacher's policy, and the teacher doesn't need to be so busy."

"And I was able to meet some old friends of the teacher."

He looked at Chen Ke and said, "Teacher is not happy in Penglai Island this year, isn't he?"

"In Penglai Continent, there are not many people that the teacher is familiar with, and there are not many people who can make the teacher open his heart."

"I have a lot of government affairs to do, so I can't serve the teacher."

"After returning to Xianyang City, the teacher can occasionally drink with Old General Wang, discuss with Prime Minister Li, and even tease Brother Hai."

"Discuss government affairs with the emperor."

"Isn't it a pleasure?"

Chen Ke was a little silent, his eyes looked at the distant sky.

If you can fly freely in the sky, who would like to nest in one place without moving?

In fact, he was also hesitating in his heart.

If he insists on staying there next year, Emperor Shihuang won't say anything.

Even he himself can live better.

But is this really the case?
Even if he hasn't set foot in the vast and wide Qin Dynasty, and the world has not been unified, can he himself nest in this corner of Xianyang City with peace of mind?

Chen Ke's silence made Fusu a little confused, he didn't understand what his teacher was thinking.

It's just that he can feel the hesitation in the teacher's heart: "Teacher, why are you hesitating?"

"In Daqin, whatever you want to do, you just do it."

He said with relief: "Father supports you, and I will support you too. With Daqin as your backing, what else do you have to worry about?"

Chen Ke shook his head and smiled wryly.

Fusu didn't understand the hesitation in his heart, but he couldn't tell the reason for his hesitation.

He himself is not someone who can struggle and likes to struggle.

But in his heart there is also a great wish to soar across the world and develop his ambitions.

Struggle and wish are mutually exclusive conditions.

Chen Ke couldn't help but whispered: "The road is difficult, the road is difficult, and there are many divergent roads. Where are you?"

He sighed, but he couldn't say the following sentence "There will be times when the wind and the waves cleave, hang the clouds and sail straight to the sea".

Zhangtai Palace
Ying Zheng, Wang Jian, and Li Si sat together with a little smile on their faces.

There are not many serving people around the three of them.

The atmosphere when they sat together was very relaxed, like a few friends getting together.

Ying Zheng said with some emotion: "Wang Jian, Li Si, before Chen Ke came out, how long has it been since we had such a relaxing drink together?"

Li Si was in a state of half-drunk and half-sober at this time: "It's been about ten years, Your Majesty."

Ten years.

How many decades can there be in life?
Wang Jian was also quite emotional: "If it weren't for Chen Ke, I'm afraid we wouldn't have such a time in this life, right?"

"Your Majesty's majesty is becoming more and more serious, and even looking at your Majesty's ministers will feel fear in their hearts."

"How can it be so easy and casual?"

Ying Zheng sneered: "You old man, you just like to push this matter on me."

"Back when you wrote to me asking for women, money and treasures, why didn't you say that my majesty was getting deeper and deeper?"

"When you are old and still have trouble with Li Xin, you refuse to go out of the mountain, and let me go to you in person, why didn't you say that my majesty is getting deeper and deeper?"

Wang Jian just chuckled, like an old bum.

"Your Majesty said this. At that time, His Majesty was not the emperor of the ages, but the King of Qin."

He picked up his glass and took a sip: "At that time, how can it be compared with today?"

Wang Jian recalled what happened back then, and just said: "These years, I have been worried that the foreign enemies are gone, should it be my turn?"

He shook his head: "Fortunately, boy Chen came out."

Wang Jian was a little silent: "Boy Chen's contribution is very great."

Li Si also said, "Yes."

Ying Zheng glanced at the two of them sideways, with a disdainful smile on his face: "I know what you want to say."

"Chen Ke's actions during the year he went to Penglai Island have indeed reached the point where he can be rewarded."

"I just want to keep it for now."

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "When Chen Ke has completely dealt with the matter of Penglaizhou and returns to Xianyang, he can be rewarded."

"The position of a county magistrate or county uncle cannot be escaped."

Li Si laughed loudly: "Your Majesty's reward, I'm afraid it's in the heart of this boy Chen Ke."

"If he is rewarded with an official position, he may be unhappy instead."

Wang Jian also said jokingly: "This kid knows how to be lazy all day long, how long can us old bastards occupy this position?"

He pointed to Li Si and said, "Let's just say Li Si has been working for more than ten years at most."

Pointing to his nose again: "My old bastard, my bones are almost immobile now."

"After all, he will abdicate to let the virtuous."

"At that time, can that kid Chen Ke still be able to escape?"

At this time, Ying Zheng's majesty faded away, and instead he wore a slightly sinister smile, like a child who suddenly attacked and threatened his friend.

"It's not just you, I'm getting older every day."

"That bastard Chen Ke said every day that there is no way to live forever, thinking he was hiding his words in a tactful way, who could he fool with that expression and his pretentious appearance?"

Ying Zheng smiled disdainfully: "Why do I pursue longevity?"

"Isn't it because I feel that no one in the world can suppress it except me?"

"If I die, what will happen in this world?"

"But now, Fusu has gradually grown up, and even Hu Hai and Jiang Lu have begun to grow up."

"What else do I have to worry about?"

He smiled and stroked his chin: "Fusu is still his apprentice. You said that when Fusu becomes emperor, can he not help?"

"That boy Fusu, now that he has lost the sour smell of pedantry, he has become more and more cunning, more and more like an emperor."

The three of them looked at each other, thinking out of thin air that after Fu Su came to the throne, Chen Ke became the prime minister, he was so busy that he was dying, and he was lying helplessly in the government office.

Suddenly there was another burst of laughter.

"hahahahahahahahahahaha"

Li Si even gritted his teeth and said: "Although the old minister's health is already bad, he will endure until that day!"

"I want to watch with my own eyes that kid Chen Ke handles government affairs all day, and can't rest for a day!"

"Humph"

on the way back to Beijing

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Chen Ke sneezed twice in a row, and he rubbed his nose with a dazed look on his face.

Fusu beside him looked at Chen Ke nervously: "Teacher, did you catch a cold?"

Chen Ke shook his head, looked at Fusu and said, "It doesn't look like I've caught a cold, but someone is thinking about me and scolding me."

He laughed at himself and said: "In my hometown, if you sneeze, it means someone is scolding me."

"I just don't know, who is scolding me?"

Fusu's eyes were full of anger: "You insulted the teacher?"

"When we arrive in Xianyang, we must let the emperor order the people from the Black Ice Terrace to investigate!"

"That person must be dealt with severely!"

The winter of the second year of the First Emperor came quickly, and December was almost here in the blink of an eye.

The heads of Guizhou all over the country are preparing for the New Year's Eve one month later, and all of them are jubilant, with hope in their eyes.

Among them, the people of Xianyang City and Penglai Island were the most excited.

One is the capital city, and the other is the first "state", both of which are developing well. The living standards of the Guishou people in these two places are generally a little higher than the normal Guishou people.

Accompanied by the cold autumn wind and the first snow of that winter, a chariot drove slowly outside Xianyang City.

This chariot is very strange, it is different from others, there are many cloths on it, covering it firmly.

Like a small, movable house.

The cold wind cannot blow into it, and the people in it cannot see outside.

This chariot entered Xianyang City in a low-key and peaceful manner.

And the officers and soldiers in charge of the inspection at the gate of the city were also polite to him, making one wonder if some high-ranking official had returned.

When the chariot entered the city, several people at the gate of the city were heading towards the imperial palace.

When the chariot arrived at the gate of the Chen Mansion, another chariot quietly drove out of the palace.

Chen Ke stood in the courtyard that he had not seen for a long time, looking at the scenery in the courtyard, his face was full of enthusiasm.

He stretched out his hand and looked at the snowflakes floating in the sky.

"The snowflakes in Xianyang City are different from those in other places."

At this time, there was a burst of laughter at the door.

"Chen Qing, what is the difference between the snow in Xianyang and the snow in Penglaizhou?"

"Can you talk to me?"

Chen Ke turned around, and what he saw was the First Emperor Yingzheng standing in the distance in black clothes, with a slightly kind expression on his face.

He smiled dumbly: "Your Majesty, the minister will tell you something."

PS: The journey is difficult, over.

(End of this chapter)