Qin Hu

Chapter 8 Some things, although you know you can't do it, you have to try it!

"What did you tell your father?"

Outside the imperial tent, Zhao Zihu helped the drunk Han Fei, and the master and apprentice walked in the camp under the moonlight, followed by attendants and attendants: "Why did my father want me to be the second emperor? Why did you say that?" Tell me not to think about escaping from the world all day?"

Han Fei's eyes were drunk, and he breathed out alcohol and said, "As a minister, it is natural that His Majesty asks anything, and as a teacher, he will answer whatever."

"What did the emperor ask?"

"Ask the young master why there is hostility in his heart."

"What did the master answer?"

"Young Master Answer has seen through the fate of the Great Qin Dynasty, so he has the idea of ​​fleeing and escaping from the world."

"..."

Zhao Zihu stopped suddenly, frowned and glared at Han Fei.

However, Han Fei met his gaze, hiccupped and asked, "Hi, did you say something wrong for the teacher?"

Zhao Zihu was speechless, of course this big flicker was right, but the wrong thing was right.

He didn't know how much thought he had spent to get the opportunity to accompany him on the east tour, and now he was about to go to the seaside, as long as he met Xu Fu, he could join the team that went out to sea to find the immortal medicine for the first emperor in the name of filial piety.

He is a son, as long as he joins the team of searching for medicine, he will be the number one of course. The accompanying warriors and boys and girls must obey his command. If he finds a reason to throw Xu Fu into the sea to feed the fish, he will be the second Jizi.

It is up to him to choose whether to become an ancestor for Xiaotian or follow the ocean currents to open up a new continent.

But Han Fei, a big fool, managed to expose his old background and let Emperor Shi Huang follow him. It seemed that he had disrupted his overall plan, and he was really not a teacher.

Whoops-

Zhao Zihu helped Han Fei's hands, and suddenly changed from supporting to grabbing, pulling Han Fei's sleeves, and gave him a backhanded grab, pressed him into the mud, and scolded: "You fool, I'm still thinking about it." I'm pulling you, are you just cheating your apprentice like this?!"

Han Fei seemed to be drunk, but after the sudden change, he turned his body and broke away from Zhao Zihu's grasp.

Then he stretched out his feet, caught Zhao Zihu's ankles, and then pushed his hands towards his chest.

puff-

Han Fei played it lightly, pushed the fat black boy to the ground, then reached out and pulled out the bronze sword from his waist and slammed it forward, hiccupping wine and complaining: "Hi, if you can't write, you can't do martial arts. Do you still dare to do it with the teacher!"

This scholar in the pre-Qin period had no distinction between civil and martial arts, but he was not a weak scholar after the prosperity of Confucianism in later generations, and the sword on his body was definitely not a decoration.

Zhao Zihu couldn't beat him, and said resentfully: "You are a person who deserved to die a long time ago, so naturally you have no scruples. It is only natural that you want to stay and watch the Great Qin collapse and avenge Qin's destruction of Han. But why do you want to destroy me? planning?"

"Let me watch the Great Qin collapse with my own eyes and be buried in the chaos of the world, will it give you the pleasure of revenge?"

Swah——

Han Fei was silent, put his sword back into its sheath, looked at the cold full moon in the sky with dim drunken eyes, and said quietly: "As you said today in front of the Yuanmen, China has been in conflict for hundreds of years, and today's unity can be achieved, and the war will eliminate the people's lives. It is the great merit of the First Emperor."

"Furthermore, Qin Miehan didn't kill in vain. Although he is unwilling to be a teacher, how can there be so much hatred?"

Zhao Zihu turned over and got up, curled his lips and said, "Is there really no hatred?"

Han Fei lowered his eyes to look at him, and asked inappropriately: "Young master, since you can see through the fate of the Great Qin, why don't you save it?"

Zhao Zihu shook his head: "I am a son, not a courtier, and there are more than a dozen elder brothers, none of whom are talented in both civil and military affairs. This Daqin has no place for me to speak."

Han Fei staggered towards his tent: "Your Majesty will appoint you as Doctor Daizhao tomorrow, and you will be able to speak legitimately."

Zhao Zihu shouted from behind: "Even if I can speak, will my father overthrow Shang Jun's law, overthrow the old New Deal, and change course?"

"will not!"

"Father is so determined, the right thing must be done to the end."

"Besides, it's the right thing, how can I save it? You can't save it in the wrong direction, so it's better not to save it, let it ripen, let future generations absorb nutrients, and benefit thousands of years at the expense of a moment!"

Han Fei stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at him, and said with a sneer, "It's a good thing to lose for a while and benefit for a thousand years. Since the young master thinks this way, he will go to sea to imitate that Jizi. Why are you so sad and hostile? Even bear Why don’t you reveal it in front of His Majesty?”

Zhao Zihu froze, speechless after being interrogated.

Seeing this, Han Fei's sneer turned into a big laugh: "The young master is not a heartless person, but he insists on saying such heartless words, isn't it ridiculous and sad, is it not a self-deception."

"This Daqin is, after all, the son's home, after all, the son's root, with the son's close relatives, the son's love, how can he allow the building to collapse in a bloody storm?"

"Some things, even though you know you can't do it, you have to try."

"Korea is dead, I have no obsession as a teacher, because I have tried my best to save it, although I don't regret the defeat, the first emperor also has a big heart, and can allow the Korean clan to live."

"If you hide from the world and let the Great Qin collapse, then it will be too late to regret. The survivors of the six kingdoms will not have the mind of the first emperor. Their backlash will destroy everything in Qin, and destroy your dearest relatives..."

Da Huyou's voice was still there, but the man had already drifted away in the night. Two followers supported him and got into a felt tent.

Zhao Zihu stood under the cold moonlight, dazed for a long time.

That's right, the survivors of the Six Kingdoms don't have the mind of the first emperor. Once they turn back and make trouble, everything in Qin will be destroyed.

Especially Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu who was the most fierce man in all ages, he was too keen to destroy everything in Qin. Liu Bang entered Guanzhong and treated Zhao's clan well, but he killed him completely, and even burned Xianyang!

"My lord, what are you doing standing in the mud? But His Majesty punished you here?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Zhao Zihu came back to his senses suddenly, turned his head to look at the speaker, only to find that it was his elder brother Wang Li, who was riding a fine horse and leading the sharp men to patrol the camp.

"Brother thinks too much. It's not the father's punishment. It's just a small talk with Han Fei." Zhao Zihu shook his head and explained.

Wang Li got off his horse, looked at the mud on the cloak behind him when he fell, frowned and said, "Then old Han Fei, are you bullying you again?"

Zhao Zihu smacked his lips and said, "He's not old at all."

Wang Li turned his head to look at Han Fei's felt tent in the distance, and snorted coldly: "I'm not respectful for old people, let me use a trick tonight, punish him severely, and vent my anger on behalf of the young master!"

He is older than Zhao Zihu, Zhao Zihu has always called him his elder brother, he doesn't want to see his little brother being bullied, but he wants to help him regain his position.

However, he forgot that no matter how old and disrespectful Han Fei was, he was Zhao Zihu's master after all, and it was only natural to teach his apprentices a lesson.

How can there be any reason for him to go back to the field?
"Then there will be Brother Lao..."

Zhao Zihu smiled and shook his hands.

Will this good and generous brother die in the hands of Xiang Yu in a few years?
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(End of this chapter)