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

Chapter 87 Being Emperor

Ying Zheng didn't care at all.

"How long has it been? Why are you sleepy?"

He waved his hand, looked at Chen Ke who was sitting there and said, "You just know how to be lazy."

"It's okay to be lazy on weekdays, but now at this time, do you still want to continue to be lazy?"

"The anthology competition is a major event in Daqin."

"Now, Li Si, who is so much older than you, hasn't made a sound yet, why can't you bear it?"

Chen Ke's eyes widened when he heard Ying Zheng's words.

He subconsciously looked at Li Si, but at this time Li Si had already lowered his head and said nothing.

As if it wasn't him who was yawning just now.

Chen Ke turned her head again and looked at Fusu who was sitting on the side, with a little luck on her face.

And Fusu just coughed lightly, then lowered his head, and continued to look at the article in his hand.

Chen Ke's face was full of confusion, why didn't this group of people know how tired they were?

He raised his head, looked at Ying Zheng, and was thinking of making excuses, but saw the smile on Ying Zheng's cheek.

Suddenly, Chen Ke understood.

It turns out that it's not that you don't get sleepy, but that the "boss" doesn't want to make himself and his colleagues sleepy.

Chen Ke glanced at Li Si and Fu Su angrily. These two people are really trash!Why don't you dare to rise up against the unscrupulous boss?

He, Chen Ke, doesn't bother to be with this kind of person!

Immediately, Chen Ke raised his head, looked at Ying Zheng, and said confidently, "Report to Your Majesty."

"I think His Majesty is right."

"You are young, why can't you bear it?"

"Just now Prime Minister Li and Young Master Fusu yawned one after another, and I just feel heartache."

"Such a good time, how can anyone be sleepy?"

Chen Ke patted his chest and said solemnly: "For the sake of the prosperity of Great Qin, work hard day and night!"

What he said was blood boiling.

Ying Zheng looked at Chen Ke with a half-smile. If the words came from other people, they would still be three-points credible.

From the mouth of this lazy guy, it is really not credible at all.

Even if he believed that Fusu would order the massacre of millions of surrendered soldiers, he was unwilling to believe that Chen Ke would "work hard day and night to become stronger."

"okay."

Ying Zheng stood up and moved his body.

"It's getting late now, it's time to rest."

Ying Zheng overturned what he said before without changing his face. He looked at Li Si, and Chen Ke said, "Since the two of you are in charge of reviewing the test papers."

"Just stay in the palace and rest."

"Wait two days after the examination papers are finished, and then you go back."

Chen Ke and Li Si looked at each other, pretended to be thankful, and then left.

Fusu was about to leave, but Yingzheng stopped him.

"Fusu, I've read about [-] copies today. Among these papers, who do you think is the best?"

Fusu was taken aback for a moment, then stopped in his tracks immediately, and began to recall in his mind.

"Father, my son feels that among these papers, those of Xiao He, Cao Can, and Chen Ping are the best."

"Secondly, there are Confucianists Meng Qiu, Zeng Lu, Shi Xuanni and others."

Ying Zheng also nodded slightly.

It was these people who he picked out from these papers.

This shows that Fusu still has a basic vision, and the changes over the past few days have also been relatively huge.

If it were the old days, I would think that the papers of the other sour scholars would be better.

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, and he picked up a specially marked test paper from the table.

"This is Xiao He's volume."

Ying Zheng said with emotion: "Although this person's talent is not as good as your teacher's, he is not far from Li Si's."

"In terms of the distance of the journey, there are a hundred steps in the world, your teacher should have walked eighty steps, and Li Si has walked seventy steps."

"This person is about 68 nine."

Fusu listened to Ying Zheng's judgment, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

"Father, do you think this person is not far from the prime minister?"

"Is this talent really so amazing?"

Ying Zheng nodded slightly: "That's right, Xiao He should be the leader among the top three you just mentioned."

"I even think that this person can be ranked among the top three."

"It's just that the thought in it has a bit of Confucianism, but I don't know what it has to do with Confucianism."

Fusu frowned, his face was also full of confusion.

Ying Zheng glanced at Fusu and asked, "Fusu, what do you think should be done at this time?"

Fu Su pondered, and then said: "Father, although this person has a little Confucian thought in it, he doesn't know the connection with Confucianism."

"Should first order the Black Ice Platform to collect relevant matters about this person, and then make a judgment."

Ying Zheng continued to ask, "What if this person is related to Confucianism?"

Fu Su frowned slightly: "Then, this person should be used with caution, or when using it, use Prime Minister Zuo to check and balance it."

Ying Zheng smiled: "Then what if this person has nothing to do with Confucianism?"

Fusu's expression was even more pensive.

"Let this person check and balance Prime Minister Zuo."

After hearing Fusu's words, Yingzheng had a gratified smile on his face.

It's not just Chen Ke who is teaching Fu Su, but Ying Zheng is also teaching Fu Su.

"In this way, it can be an emperor."

Knowing how to check and balance is the most basic and necessary thinking for being an emperor.

in a palace
Chen Ke yawned and tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

He didn't have the habit of recognizing the bed, but he always felt that sleeping outside was not as comfortable as sleeping at home.

I can't sleep, and I like to think wildly in the middle of the night.

He touched here and there, thinking of messy things.

"Although this silk is good, I still feel that if it is winter, it may not be enough to protect against the cold. It would be great if there is cotton."

"But where does the cotton come from?"

Chen Ke pressed his forehead: "It seems to be Tianzhu and Central Asia?"

"Is there any cotton in Ah Sana now?"

Chen Ke looked suspicious.

It's still too early at this point.
Many things are actually not sure whether they exist or not.

But Chen Ke felt that since he had already thought of it, no matter if it was there or not, he had to go and see it.
After all, it's winter
"cough cough"

Sensing that his thoughts began to diverge, Chen Ke gave a dry cough and stopped his thoughts from continuing to diverge.

He looked into the distance, it was pitch black.

Again unconsciously thinking of Confucianism.

"What has Confucianism been up to lately?"

"When I lied to Yan Kong before, Yan Kong's reaction was exposed. The Confucianism should still want to plot against me."

"Then how do you plan to plot against me?"

"Besides, Yan Kong's expression is terribly flustered, if he's just plotting against me, why would he be so flustered?"

"Could it be something related to His Majesty?"

"Then how should I deal with Confucianism? And how should I guard against Confucianism?"

Chen Ke felt a little tired.

How can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves?
"Is it really going to destroy Confucianism?"

"But the emperor will definitely not allow it."

"Why don't we support a normal Confucianism? But who should we support?"

It was late at night, and Chen Ke gradually fell asleep while his thoughts were diverging and thinking.
(End of this chapter)