Chapter 83 Who is the beautiful woman, you tyrant! (Repaying the debt second update)
At the same time, Daqin.

The 29th year of Emperor Qin Shihuang’s reign.

When Emperor Qin Shi Huang woke up from a nap, he immediately put on his clothes and went to Zhangtai Palace.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that there was already someone sitting in the newly arranged seat next to his.

It was his eldest son Fusu.

Ying Zheng was quite pleased——

Ever since Fusu had broken down the principles and explained them to his son, he seemed like a different person. He no longer recited the Confucian classics all day long. After actually handling government affairs, he came into contact with more specific matters and reviewed the cases submitted from various places. Fusu also had a deeper understanding of the four words "establishing a country by law" of the Qin Dynasty.

Fusu is now very diligent. After practicing riding and archery early in the morning every day, he will rush to Zhangtai Palace to help Ying Zheng deal with some simpler memorials.

It seemed that the sense of urgency intensified after he knew that the Qin Dynasty would be overthrown in the future. The originally gentle and elegant First Prince of the Qin Dynasty gradually became like his father, the First Emperor, a workaholic. His arms became thicker from moving bamboo slips.

"Fusu."

Ying Zheng slowed down his pace, walked over slowly, and said with a smile:
"Well, I'm taking a nap now. Is there anything in the memorial that I don't understand?"

Seeing him coming, Fusu quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

"To answer Father, these are all fine. What I just read were some relatively simple memorials, which were submitted by various places and needed to be judged in Xianyang. Although these are cases that cannot be judged by the counties, they are not difficult cases. It's just that the officials have different opinions on the punishment. I have tried my best to compromise and judge."

One characteristic of the Qin Dynasty's judicial system is that it can easily exhaust the emperor.

Qin laws were strict, and Qin officials had good legal literacy, so there were not many wrongful convictions. But when there were cases that the county governors and magistrates were not able to judge, they would be reported to Xianyang, where the court judge would handle and punish them.

But in fact, Ying Zheng still had to personally review all the difficult cases that had been judged by the Xianyang Tingwei, and now part of this matter fell on Fusu's head.

Fusu was a little worried at first, fearing that his father would be unhappy with his compromise. After all, his father always scolded him for being too soft-hearted. Now he didn't quite understand what was the right thing to do, so he could only do things first and then decide how to change based on his father's attitude.

But he didn't expect that Ying Zheng walked to his desk, picked up a bamboo scroll and looked at the annotations, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he patted his shoulder kindly:

"Yes, the verdict is acceptable."

Fusu was flattered:

"Thank you for the compliment, Father."

"Then...how will you punish Zhang Liang, who we talked about yesterday?"

This was something he had been struggling with all night but couldn't figure out.

Yesterday, Fusu heard that Zhang Liang was one of the culprits who overthrew the Qin Dynasty and caused the destruction of his own country. He was so angry that he picked up his sword to kill him, but was stopped by his father and almost beaten.

To be honest, as the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty and the crown prince recognized by everyone since childhood, Fusu had never been beaten by his father in his life. Even when he was a child, he would be beaten on the hands by servants for making mistakes when reading or writing.

He really couldn't understand why his father stopped him when he was about to kill the traitor, as if he was afraid that he would do it.

Ying Zheng looked at his son, whose face was full of curiosity, confusion and puzzlement, and smiled slightly.

Recently, he seems to smile more often on his always tense face.

"Fusu, you only know that he is a remnant of the six kingdoms, a former Korean noble, and the one who caused the fall of the Qin Dynasty. But have you ever thought about how he could evade investigation for so many years with such an identity, and even finally choose a wise leader to be loyal to and help him destroy the Qin Dynasty? How capable is he?"

Fusu was silent.

Of course he knew how powerful this man was, and he also knew why his father was unwilling to kill Zhang Liang.

The reason is simple—cherishing talent.

The Qin Dynasty had just unified the six kingdoms and was in a stage of vigorous development. The former territories of the six kingdoms were full of remnants who wanted to restore their country. In a year of 365 days, Xianyang would encounter all kinds of strange assassins at least 300 days a year, all of whom were targeting his father.

Fusu had already heard of Zhang Liang's identity. He was the eldest son of the former prime minister of Han. His ancestors were all ministers and his family was extremely prominent. It was precisely because of his status and financial resources that many remnants of the six kingdoms wanted to follow him.

If my father could recruit this man, not only would he be able to wipe out the remnants of the six kingdoms, but he would also be able to pour a bucket of cold water on their arrogance.

These things are not very complicated, and Fusu can think clearly about them.

But he just couldn't understand why his father thought Zhang Liang was someone who could be recruited under his command?
That is the hatred for the loss of a country and a family, it is national hatred and family feud!
If such hatred can be eliminated by coercion or inducement, then in Fusu's heart, Zhang Liang is definitely not a useful person.

"It seems you know."

Ying Zheng laughed and patted him on the shoulder:

"Since you have so many doubts in your mind, it just so happens that I plan to meet Zhang Liang today. Do you want to come with me?"

Fusu hesitated for a moment and then nodded.

Go! Why not?

He wanted to see whether this Zhang Liang had three heads and six arms or a green face and fangs to be able to lie dormant for so many years and finally help others destroy the Qin Dynasty!
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Imprisonment.

This is the most heavily guarded area in Xianyang. Unless a large army enters Xianyang City, no force can abduct people from here. Of course, ordinary prisoners are not qualified to be imprisoned here. After being punished, most prisoners, as long as they are not dead or disabled, will be sent to the Great Wall or Mount Li as laborers in construction projects, or to pound rice. In short, the Qin Dynasty will not let a group of prisoners be idlers and stay in prison for nothing until the end of their sentences.

Those imprisoned in the imperial prison were basically people with special identities like Zhang Liang.

They are not easy to kill, but we absolutely cannot let them out of our sight.

Ying Zheng rarely came to the imperial prison once a year, but it was not like he had never been here before, so he was not surprised by the environment here.

But Fusu was different.

He lagged behind his father by half a step and uttered a low exclamation:
"Father, is this really a place where people can stay?!"

In Fusu's opinion, this imperial prison really doesn't seem like a place where a living person can stay.

It was dark inside the imperial prison, with only torches for lighting, but that was fine.

But the passage here is narrow and low. In front of Fusu, his father Ying Zheng is tall. In order to make it less troublesome to enter the imperial prison, he even took off his crown. Even so, Ying Zheng had to bend his body and lower his head when walking inside, which was really a bit aggrieved. Not to mention the narrowness, the father and son could not walk side by side inside, but could only walk one in front and one behind, otherwise they would get stuck.

Fortunately, neither of them is fat, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to walk!

Ying Zheng sneered:

"You are really used to staying in the palace and have little experience."

"If this imperial prison is too spacious and comfortable, can it still be called an imperial prison? Just call it a guesthouse."

"Besides, the passage is narrow and low, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If there is an assassin robbing the prison, only two or three people will take turns guarding it. Otherwise, why would they build this place so cramped?"

Just when Fusu was listening carefully to his father's teachings.

Suddenly, an echoing laugh came from the front.

"What a joke! One man can block the passage of ten thousand? If I, Zhang Liang, were to commit suicide here today, what would you do?"

"I, your grandfather, will die with you today, what can you do about it!"

Zhang Liang?

Isn't that the person I want to meet today?
Fusu's eyes focused, and his right hand was already on the sword at his waist, ready to attack.

Although he had been taught Confucianism since childhood, he was by no means weak and timid. He had learned the six arts of a gentleman very well, and his swordsmanship was also quite good.

If there were assassins in the imperial prison who suddenly attacked, Fusu was confident that he could at least kill two of them, and then use his life to block the sword for his father!
But a big hand covered Fusu's right hand that was holding the hilt of the sword.

Ying Zheng said calmly:
"Be steady, Fusu. I just said something to confuse you. Are you really going to do it?"

"He was tied up, how could he die with you and me?"

Only then did Fusu feel slightly relieved.

Ying Zheng walked to the door of a cell in two or three steps, reached out to take down the torch on the wall and shone it inside. He saw a young man with his limbs tied up with four chains. The other ends of the chains were rooted in the earth wall, fixing him in the middle of the cell. He couldn't even hit his head against the wall and die.

He turned sideways and pulled Fusu over to let his son see too:
"Look at him. He wants to die together with me in this state. Do you think it's possible?"

"He couldn't even commit suicide. He just said this out of anger and shame. This is how crazy people are."

In the cell, Zhang Liang, who was tied up in a spread-eagle position, became so angry that his face turned red when he heard this.

He glared at the people outside:

"I know you are the tyrant Ying Zheng. You can kill me or chop me up if you want, but a gentleman can be killed but not humiliated!"

Ying Zheng was quite playful:
"Oh? You recognize me?"

Zhang Liang spat at the door with all his might:

"Bah! Not only do I recognize you, but if you don't kill me today, I will kill you tomorrow, and I will also watch with my own eyes how this tyrannical Qin Dynasty is destroyed!"

Very imposing and not afraid of death.

But unfortunately, Zhang Liang was not a strong guy, and even his saliva didn't reach the door.

Seeing that his father was not angry at all, Fusu also frowned and looked at the guy inside.

After looking for a long time, he hesitated and said:
"Is this really a man? Father, he looks more beautiful than a beautiful woman. Could he be the wrong person?"

Before Ying Zheng could reply, Zhang Liang in the cell was about to explode.

Zhang Liang struggled desperately, wishing he could pull the other end of the chain out of the wall and smash it on Fusu's face:

"Who is the beautiful woman? Who is the beautiful woman?!"

"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. You are so unreasonable. You call Ying Zheng "father". You are indeed a little tyrant born of a tyrant. You, the King of Qin, are all the offspring of tyrants!"

　Debt repayment progress is 6000/6000, paid off, over!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)