My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 754 I’m going to kill him!

Fusu naturally understood that Zhang Cang wanted to use a random person to get rid of him.

"I have never heard of this person." Fusu said with a stern face.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have taken two steps back and stopped talking with his head held high, but Zhang Cang was Zhang Cang after all. He actually took a step forward and spoke to Qin II very seriously.

"Your Majesty, you are still too idle. But I don't have the time to fool around with you. In fact, I think that if Your Majesty has more free time, go to Shanglin Park to hunt, and no one will say anything to Your Majesty. Your Majesty does not have to make trouble out of nothing."

"Besides, Your Majesty, are you still worried about the person I recommend?" Zhang Cang said confidently. "Anyone in Xianyang City may recommend a relative, but I, Zhang Cang, will not."

"The person I recommend to Your Majesty is definitely an expert in arithmetic."

As Zhang Cang spoke, he looked down at the new numbers designed by Fusu.

Afterwards, Zhang Cang said goodbye with a smile.

Zhang Cang was extremely happy when he came out of Zhangtai Palace.

Being summoned by the emperor alone was equivalent to receiving great honor.

There are so many stories between Zhang Cang and Qin II. Your Majesty, you don't want the soldiers in the army to know about the oath you once made. It is still ringing in my ears and is a favorite topic of discussion among the ministers and soldiers.

In fact, Zhang Cang also reflected on his own character. He was too straightforward and might accidentally hurt the fragile heart of the emperor, as well as his arrogant self-esteem.

He thought that he had many grudges with the emperor in the past, so now the most favored minister in the eyes of the ministers should be him, Zhang Cang, instead of Chen Ping.

Besides, Chen Ping is a very evil person.

Zhang Cang could not understand why he lost to Chen Ping in terms of talent and appearance, and that Chen Ping, a later person, gradually surpassed his status in the emperor's mind.

It was simply because Chen Ping was young. Damn it! He was young once, and he was the kind of handsome man that everyone in the Xianyang Palace envied!

Therefore, Zhang Cang thought that this was a conversation to break the ice with the emperor.

He was very confident in his words, believing them to be true, and he did not feel any regret at all.

After leaving the palace, he said to his superior Zhang Han and colleague Cao Shen, "Your Majesty really still has a childlike heart."

Zhang Han was puzzled, "Your Majesty? You still have a childlike innocence? How is that possible? Your Majesty is an eight-year-old man. I have always suspected that your Majesty's body hides the soul of a ninety-year-old man."

Cao Shen also agreed, "Yes, Your Majesty has always been the most stable."

Cao Shen looked at Zhang Cang and was speechless for a while. In fact, in his mind, although the emperor was more than ten years younger than Zhang Cang, he was several times more stable than Zhang Cang.

As a result, Zhang Cang said to Zhang Han and Cao Shen several times, "Your Majesty summoned me alone today. What do you think it was about?"

Zhang Han was holding a book on the theory of commerce, reading it attentively, and was unwilling to pay any attention to Zhang Cang.

Cao Shen was originally a person with a good temper and easy-going personality, but he was unwilling to pay attention to Zhang Cang and just kept counting numbers with his head down.

But Zhang Cang was extremely excited. He took Cao Shen's account book and after just looking at it for a while, he calculated the total actual cost of each project.

"Thirty-six."

Zhang Han looked at Zhang Cang, feeling extremely unhappy, "Humph - this Zhang Cang is disrespectful, relying on his talent, he is arrogant wherever he goes. He only shows off his ability."

"I don't think this man respects me as the Shaofu. Fortunately, he is only here to serve in my Shaofu Temple on a temporary basis, otherwise I would have taught him a lesson long ago."

Zhang Han still kept his head down.

Cao Shen was very speechless. Sometimes when he worked with Zhang Cang, he felt like crying.

Cao Shen snatched the book back and used the counting sticks to count the numbers one by one.

But when he saw the result was thirty-one, Cao Shen was stunned.

He calculated again, and this time he got it right: thirty-two.

Cao Shen also thought that if he were a person like Zhang Cang, he would probably find it painful to work with someone like himself who had little talent.

Ugh--

Cao Shen put down the abacus and asked Zhang Cang helplessly and seriously, "What did His Majesty ask you to do?"

Zhang Cang was very happy now. He jumped to Cao Shen like a monkey and talked to him incessantly.

"Your Majesty is still childish. He drew a bunch of bugs when he was free, and then said that these were new numbers and asked me to invent a formula to summarize them."

"What does this mean?"

Zhang Cang asked Cao Shen.

Zhang Han originally had the concentration to sit in the upper seat and read the book carefully, but at this moment, his eyes drifted over leisurely, and the long bamboo slips would no longer move to the right.

Cao Shen was very helpless, and he touched his forehead and said, "This shows that His Majesty still values you very much." "It's not just that!" Zhang Cang slapped the table. "His Majesty loves me very much, His Majesty trusts me. Who do you think you will show your current painting to?"

"I don't paint. Naturally, I don't need to show it to anyone."

Zhang Cang followed up by asking, "Then who did you show the wrong counting sticks to?"

Cao Shen felt as if someone had poured cold water over him from head to toe. His heart, which was good at sensing other people's emotions, was soaked thoroughly at the turn of the warm and bright spring and summer.

"I... I won't show it to anyone." Considering that there were Shaofu and many minor officials watching around, Cao Shen answered in a good temper.

It doesn't matter if you don't answer. Zhang Cang will be even happier once you answer.

"Okay, that's right. I won't show my bad writing to others. But guess what, His Majesty the Emperor showed me his paintings and his wonderful ideas."

Cao Shen was helpless, "I know, I know."

Zhang Cang also pulled Cao Cao aside and kept talking, "Your Majesty said that I am the only one who can understand your Majesty's thoughts and understand that those bugs are actually symbols, representing the numbers themselves."

"..."

"His Majesty said that I am the most capable person around him."

Cao Shen felt that it was a bit mysterious, and he couldn't help asking, "Excuse me, did His Majesty allow you to tell these things to others?"

Zhang Cang waved his sleeves, "What is the relationship between me and His Majesty? His Majesty has allowed me to see the paintings, so will he not allow me to tell others about this?"

In Shaofu Temple, Zhang Cang used his loud voice, as if he was afraid that the guards in front of the gate of Shaofu Temple could not hear him.

Zhang Han was so angry that he almost fumed. But what could he do?

Be patient, be patient.

Who says that forbearance means enduring insults? Forbearance means enduring everything that makes you feel unhappy and unpleasant.

Whether intentional or not, Zhang Cang's loud voice eventually made the matter known to everyone.

However, Zhang Cang never made public his heartfelt criticism of the Emperor, "Your Majesty is still too idle."

Zhang Cang believed that he was protecting Qin II in the best way.
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However, Zhang Cang believed that he was being used by the Second Emperor and that the emperor would give him more opportunities to display his talents in the future.

But is this really the case?
"Remember what I said?!"

"Zhang Cang, that's a bastard!"

"When I became the crown prince, I knew that sooner or later, I would kill him."

"You all heard it, it's not my fault!"

It was the first time that Qin II was so angry that he went berserk. He threw away many bamboo slips that Zhang Cang had submitted, and his flowing beard began to swing wildly.

The people around looked at each other in bewilderment.

The main reason is that Zhang Cang doesn’t know how to read people’s expressions, and this has been going on for a long time.

"He is so stupid that he doesn't even know what Arabic numerals are."

"I'm going to kill him!"

Chen Ping was watching the show from the side. It was also the first time for Sima Wuyi to see such a show between the monarch and his subjects. The hand was moving quickly on the paper and the sleeves were shaking.

Only Shao Ping stood up and pulled Qin II and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please calm down."

"Imperial Censor Zhang is just a bit too outspoken."

Fusu stared at Shao Ping, "Do you want to listen to what you are saying? Do you also think that I am too idle, so I wrote those numbers for Zhang Cang to study?"

The hall suddenly fell silent. Shao Ping retracted his outstretched hand into his sleeve, put his feet together and lowered his head.

Fusu stopped glaring and asked again, "Or do you also think that I was just bored and so I drew for fun, and then I deliberately showed it to Zhang Cang after I finished drawing?"

Shao Ping looked at Fusu and didn't speak for a long time.

An honest man is embarrassed to tell a lie.

"Your Majesty, that is not what I meant."

(End of this chapter)