Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

"Then did Gao Jianli... hurt the King of Qin?"

"That's not true."

Qi Pan shook his head, "Gao Jianli's eyes were injured, so he couldn't see where the King of Qin was."

"You can only judge based on your intuition and the sounds you hear."

"When I was striking with the instrument, I misjudged the position of the King of Qin and missed."

Ying Zheng could also understand.

Without eyes, I can’t see.

There is no force value.

It is already very difficult to successfully reach his palace.

Assassinate him?

The difficulty is still a bit high.

but........

Even so, he couldn't take it lightly.

He still had to order people to keep an eye on Gao Jianli's movements at all times and keep everything under his control.

"Since the King of Qin was not hurt, that's good."

Ying Zheng speculated, "I think the King of Qin will not let Gao Jianli go, even if he is not injured."

"you are right."

Qi Pan said, "No matter who it is, if they dare to assassinate him, the King of Qin will definitely not let them go easily!"

"Death is just the simplest way."

Ying Zheng suddenly remembered the day when Jing Ke scolded him for his tyranny in the hall.

He couldn't help but look at Qi Pan and asked.

"So you think that the King of Qin... is a tyrannical person?"

"Hmm? King Qin is tyrannical?"

Qi Pan looked up in confusion, "Why do you ask that?"

"Jing Ke failed in his attempt to assassinate the King of Qin, and was sentenced to death without hesitation by the King of Qin."

Ying Zheng said, "Qin Wuyang, who went with us, will also die."

"Now Gao Jianli is going to assassinate the King of Qin. When he is exposed, he will surely die."

"Although these people did not hurt the King of Qin at all during the assassination."

"But the King of Qin still killed them. Isn't this considered tyranny?"

"Of course not!"

Qi Pan firmly retorted, "Jing Ke, Qin Wuyang, and Gao Jianli will die because they assassinated the King of Qin."

"The King of Qin was not injured. It was because of his own ability and his high martial arts ability!"

"Coupled with the defenses in the Xianyang Palace, the King of Qin was only slightly disturbed."

"But this does not mean that Jing Ke, Qin Wuyang, and Gao Jianli have done nothing wrong."

"They will die. Isn't that what they asked for?"

"Who should I blame if I am not as skilled as others?"

"If they hadn't tried to assassinate the King of Qin, how could they have died?"

"The King of Qin is not so idle that he would go find someone to kill them."

Isn’t this pure victim blaming?

The King of Qin was assassinated, but because he survived and the assassin died, they say he was tyrannical?

Isn’t this similar to some of the comments on the Internet?

Girls were followed, molested, and even raped.

There will definitely be a group of people who say that the girls were wearing revealing clothes, posing in coquettish ways, and were deliberately seducing.

Also, if you weren’t dressed so provocatively, why would anyone target you?

Why do they choose to molest you and not others?

Look for your own reasons.

If you go out alone late at night, doesn't that give others the opportunity to molest you?

You can tell at first glance that she is not a serious girl, maybe she is enjoying herself too.

"It's good that you don't think the King of Qin is tyrannical, sir."

There was a hint of seriousness in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Qi Pan smiled and said, "Of course, I never thought he was tyrannical."

"It's getting late, sir. I'll take my leave today."

Ying Zheng turned his head and looked at the sky outside.

"Hmm? Okay, be careful on the road then."

"Well, okay, please stay, sir."

After saying that, Ying Zheng turned and walked out of the inn.

Nineteenth Chao Qi Pan said, "Sir, I will come again another day."

"Hahaha good."

Qi Pan smiled and waved, watching Ying Zheng, Nineteen and the others disappear.

Qi Pancai slapped his thigh!

"Oops! I forgot to mention our trip to Xianyang again!"

"Oh... Never mind, I'll go tomorrow."

After sighing, Qipan turned and went upstairs.

Eleven and Twelve, who were standing at the door of the inn, held their breath!

I wish I could disappear right there!

Only after watching Qi Pan's figure disappear at the stairs did he slowly feel relieved.

Exhale.

call........

so far so good.

Fortunately, the guests did not ask us to take them to Xianyang for fun.

Otherwise they really don’t know how to explain it.

upstairs.

After Qi Pan returned to the room, he squatted next to the suitcase.

He took out a huge power bank from it, then took out the charger and connected the phone.

Looking at the phone screen, it is charging...

I put my phone aside with peace of mind and went back to bed to catch up on my sleep.

.........

Xianyang Palace.

When Ying Zheng returned to the palace, Wang Wan had not yet finished dealing with government affairs. He was sitting behind a mountain of bamboo slips.

He lowered his head and looked at the bamboo slips in his hand.

As soon as he saw Ying Zheng, he stood up and saluted.

"His Majesty."

When he stood up, his figure swayed.

Ying Zheng asked with concern, "My Lord, are you feeling unwell?"

Wang Wan said, "It's just that my legs and feet are a little sore. Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng turned to Feng Quji who was standing beside him and said, "Tell someone to bring the finished tables and chairs over."

"Remove all the tables and chairs in this hall and put them all in place."

"promise."

Feng Quji bowed his head in response, then quickly walked out of the palace.

He asked the soldiers to move the tables and chairs that had been prepared long ago into the hall.

This was what His Majesty had ordered earlier, ordering him and the craftsmen to develop these tables and chairs as soon as possible.

He brought his men to deliver the first batch.

Soldiers and generals entered the hall in pairs, carrying tables and chairs in an orderly manner.

Remove the desk and put out the table and chairs.

Wang Wan took a few steps back and made room.

Watching a group of soldiers busy at work.

Although I heard Your Majesty mention this table and chairs some time ago.

But I have only seen it now.

The table is square and slightly long.

It is somewhat similar to a desk.

But it is much higher than the table.

And this chair.

It looks a little strange.

It was also much taller than the small stool he was kneeling on.

this.......

How do I sit here?

After the soldiers arranged the tables and chairs, they withdrew.

Ying Zheng walked to the top and sat down in his seat.

On the table in front of him, there was a silk cloth that reached down to the ground. "Wang Qing, sit down and try it."

"The comfort level of this table and chair is much higher than that of a desk."

"Maybe it can relieve the numbness in your legs and feet."

Oh?

Are chairs more comfortable to sit on than desks?

Can it also relieve the numbness and soreness in his legs and feet caused by fatigue?

Wang Wan walked to the chair curiously and imitated Ying Zheng.

She lifted her skirt and sat on it.

Hey!

His eyes widened in shock!

“This…this…”

"Wang Qing can also try to lean back."

Ok?

Lean back?

Wang Wan turned his head, looked back, and then moved back carefully.

Then he slowly leaned back in the chair.