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

Chapter 82 Theater Stage and Grilled Fish Rack

Chen Ke casually threw all the fish food into the pond, and the fish in the pond jumped and scrambled for the fish food.

Fusu on the side watched Chen Ke's movements and fell into deep thought.

What the teacher said doesn't seem to be that simple.

Who is the fish?What does it mean to pump out all the water in the pool?
What is fishing?
The teacher is fishing?
Is this fish a Confucian or someone else?

Fusu thought about the problem, and finally found the clue to connect everything in his mind.

Anthology competitions are such fish food.

Daqin is this pond.

Those hiding in the dark, Confucianism, and even other enemies are all fish.

Fu Su looked at Chen Ke, only feeling that Chen Ke's expression was unpredictable.

"Teacher, do you want to use the anthology contest to catch the enemy hidden in it?"

When Chen Ke heard this, he gave Fusu a strange look.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

He stretched his waist, looked at the fish in the pond, and casually ordered the boy on the bank.

"Go, get some fish for me, I want to eat grilled fish tonight!"

Chen Ke stood at the bow of the boat, and the boat was slowly heading towards the pool.

The corners of Fusu's eyes twitched as he stood there, his eyes filled with bewilderment.

It turned out that the teacher was just hungry and wanted to eat grilled fish, instead of thinking so much?

He held his forehead helplessly.

But in an instant, Fusu saw the smile on Chen Ke's face, and was stunned again.

Is the teacher really just hungry?
How do you feel that the phrase eat grilled fish also has a deep meaning?
At this moment, Chen Ke turned his head and looked at Fusu who was still standing there: "Let's go Fusu, let's prepare things first."

Chen Ke chuckled.

"This grilled fish takes a lot of work."

"First you have to prepare the right seasoning, then you have to set up the rack for grilling the fish, and secondly you have to find a good time."

"It can't be baked for a long time, the fish will be old."

"It doesn't matter if the roasting time is too short, the fish will have a taste."

"The timing of killing fish is also quite particular. Whether it is killed early or late, it will affect the taste of fish."

Chen Ke pointed to the pool of water with a smile: "Simply, the rack for grilling fish is ready now."

"We'll just have to wait."

Xianyang city center
As the day of the anthology competition drew closer, the atmosphere in Xianyang City gradually became tense and irritable.

But because of Qin Law, no one dared to do anything in Xianyang City.

As the days passed day after day, the number of announcements posted by the government gradually increased.

Zhang Zhang is related to the subsequent essay competition.

The three of Xiao He stood in front of the list, with a little brilliance in their eyes.

"How do you think this essay competition will be held?"

He stroked his chin, his face full of confusion: "Now in Xianyang City, candidates from all walks of life gather."

"No one knows whether there are people with evil intentions hidden in it."

"What's more, with so many people, His Majesty probably won't go to see them one by one, so how do we select truly talented people?"

Chen Ping frowned slightly: "This matter is indeed a problem."

"This matter was brought up by that one, presumably that Chen Shaofu already has a solution."

Cao Shen nodded: "Not bad."

"Since this idea is proposed, there must be a follow-up method."

"Otherwise, His Majesty will not agree to this matter."

"It's just that I'm curious after all, what kind of method will be used to screen out so many people one by one?"

When the three of them were talking, they didn't realize that there was a handsome young man standing beside them.

The young man stood there, clenched his fists tightly.

He looked at the notice in front of him, with anticipation and excitement in his eyes.

At this time, in Zhangtai Palace

Chen Ke sat absent-mindedly in front of Yingzheng, the first emperor in front of him, but what he was thinking about was the unfinished grilled fish at home
"Chen Ke?!"

Chen Ke was awakened by a solemn voice. He looked at Ying Zheng sitting in front of him and smiled awkwardly.

"His Majesty?"

Seeing Chen Ke's absent-minded look, Ying Zheng sneered.

"Well, Chen Ke, you dare to be absent-minded when talking to me?"

"Tell me, what were you thinking just now?"

"Let me take a look, what it is is more important than what I told you!"

Chen Ke smiled embarrassingly, he looked at Shi Huang Zuo and said he cares.

"Your Majesty, isn't the essay competition coming soon?"

"I'm worried about this anthology contest, so I just want to ask His Majesty."

"What topic is His Majesty planning to ask this time?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Chen Ke, and said in a deep voice, "Your idea is very good."

"This time the anthology competition is Daqin's first time."

"Therefore, there are many things for which there are no old rules."

"In addition to the first selection, there are too many people, so the "unified examination" you proposed is a good way. "

Ying Zheng lifted his forehead and sighed.

"It's just that when I was thinking about the problem, I thought of another problem."

"Should the candidates for the anthology contest only choose those who are good at governance, not those who are good at generals?"

"But if they are mixed together, wouldn't it be too chaotic, and this topic is not very easy to come up with."

Chen Ke looked at Ying Zheng with curiosity on his face: "Your Majesty must have a solution to this question."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly: "Just separate."

"It's not difficult."

"The main thing I want to ask is that this is an anthology competition. Since there is a text, is it inappropriate to separate it like this?"

Chen Ke blinked: "What's wrong?"

"Your Majesty, don't you need writing in the art of using soldiers? Since writing is required, then it is "wen". "

"It's just that when it's published, this part can't be printed."

Ying Zheng nodded: "If that's the case, should I leave this matter to you?"

He beckoned, and behind him Zhao Gao brought two pieces of paper.

Ying Zheng had already separated the topic, and now he was waiting for Chen Ke to come.

Chen Ke hesitated for a moment: "Your Majesty, will the presiding officer of this essay contest not be able to convince the audience?"

He said earnestly, "Let Prime Minister Li preside over it."

"After all, Prime Minister Li is the head of all officials, so it is really normal to preside over it at this time."

Ying Zheng glanced at Chen Ke strangely, and then said, "That's fine."

He was silent for a while and asked: "But what happened to you at that time?"

Chen Ke smirked and said nothing.

Ying Zheng got angry when he saw him like this, and immediately waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it, get out."

Chen Ke stood up to salute and was about to slip away. At this time, the fish at home should not have been eaten by Fu Su, right?
Just as Chen Ke stepped on the threshold, Ying Zheng suddenly asked, "Are you thinking about that fish?"

Chen Ke was taken aback, and Ying Zheng's voice continued.

"Wait, someone will send you to the palace."

"I also really want to see what kind of fish it is, and it's worth your constant thinking about it."

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