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

"I don't believe it either!"

Fusu said, "I don't believe that my father would die at the age of 49..."

"But...the gentleman said that these are all recorded in history books..."

this.........

Meng Tian was silent for a moment.

He knew the gentleman's identity.

Things recorded in history books from more than two thousand years later cannot be false.

Can........

Your Majesty is only thirty-two, how could he be forty-nine...

Your Majesty is still in such good health, it is impossible that he died of illness.

Could it be death from overwork?

Thinking about the state affairs that Ying Zheng had to deal with every day, Meng Tian suddenly felt that this possibility was the greatest.

After all, even if it is an assassination, His Majesty has his own martial arts skills, as well as the protection of the Qin Army Guards and the Black Ice Guards.

The assassin can't succeed!

After checking so many things, the only possibility is that Your Majesty was overworked, which led to his death at the age of 49...

Meng Tian looked at Fusu, "Is it because your majesty is overworked..."

"My Lord, how likely do you think this is?"

what?

It was overwork that caused my father to...?

"It seems...possible."

Fusu frowned and said, "It seems that I have to keep an eye on my father on weekdays and make sure he doesn't get too tired."

Meng Tian said, "If you want your Majesty to work less, it's not enough to just keep an eye on your Majesty. The key lies in you, the eldest son."

what?

On me?

Fusu blinked, "What does this mean? Please explain it in detail."

Meng Tian asked, "Your Majesty, apart from handling state affairs, what do you care about most on a daily basis?"

"gentlemen!"

Fusu nodded affirmatively, "These days, in addition to handling state affairs, father has been most concerned about the gentlemen in the inn."

"Knowing that the master was ill, I ordered the kitchen and the Imperial Hospital to prepare a lot of food and drinks early this morning and took them to the inn."

"It's obvious that the person that Father is most concerned about right now is Sir!"

ah.......

this........

Meng Tian said, "If you say so...that's right, but what about before that?"

"Before you came, sir, what did your majesty care about most?"

"this.........."

Fusu frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't know, I can't think of it."

"It's you, my Lord!"

Meng Tian said, "In addition to handling state affairs, your majesty is most concerned about you, my dear son!"

Fusu was stunned when he heard this.

Yes.

Apart from handling state affairs, his father usually spends the rest of his time asking him about his schoolwork.

Occasionally, he would ask him about state affairs as if they were tests, what he would do if he were in their shoes.

When his answers did not meet his father's expectations, his father would be angry, disappointed, but would also patiently teach him.

However, he often did not listen to his father.

His father told him to stay away from Confucian scholars like Chunyu Yue, but he not only did not listen, but he became closer to them.

It's like going against my father.

The more his father forbade him to do something, the more he insisted on doing it.

It was also during this period that the appearance of the gentleman made his father's attention no longer focus on him so often.

But before that, his father had spent a huge amount of time and energy on him.

"So my father's death was caused by me?"

Fusu staggered and fell into a chair.

Meng Tian struck while the iron was hot and persuaded Fusu to stay away from Confucian scholars such as Chunyu Yue.

"My Lord, this is not entirely because of you, it's because of those Confucian scholars like Chunyu Yue!"

what?

Dr. Chunyu?

Fusu looked up blankly, "W-what do you mean?"

Why does it involve Dr. Chunyu and the others again?

Chunyu Yue, who was leisurely eating and drinking with a group of Confucian scholars in Fusu Palace, suddenly sneezed!

Chunyu Yue: ??? Hmm? Who is scolding me?

Rubbing his nose, Chunyu Yue continued to chat and laugh with the people around him.

Meng Tian said, "If it weren't for Chunyu Yue and his people, they would always contradict your Majesty and go against him."

"They also instilled their own ideas into you. How could you have caused His Majesty to be angry and rebuked you?"

"If Your Majesty is not angry, how could he be so angry at the age of forty-nine......"

"All of this is the fault of Chunyu Yue and his people!"

"They killed His Majesty!"

Yes.

If they hadn't always been confronting their father, why would his father dislike them?

If the king didn't dislike them, why would he not like him discussing academic matters with Dr. Chunyu Yue and others?

If he hadn't been so close to them, why would his father be angry?

After all, it's all their fault!

It's their fault for always contradicting their father!

Although he thought so, Fusu still felt that something seemed wrong.

But he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a moment.

He looked up at Meng Tian and said, "You are right!"

"My father died early because of those Confucian scholars like Chunyu Yue!"

"I will definitely stay away from them from now on! I will never hang out with them again!"

"My Lord, it's right for you to think so!"

Meng Tian gave Fusu a thumbs up and said, "If your majesty knew that you did this, you would sleep more peacefully at night!"

Looking at Meng Tian's posture, Fusu asked curiously.

"What does this finger of yours mean?"

"Oh, this means praise and appreciation."

Meng Tian explained, "I learned this from General Wang Jian."

"It is said that it was also taught by the teacher, to praise someone for being great, just like that, give a thumbs up."

Fusu followed Meng Tian's example and gave a thumbs up.

“It’s quite fun…”

After saying goodbye to Meng Tian and leaving the mansion.

Fusu refused to ride in the carriage and asked the driver to drive the carriage back.

He walked slowly on the street with a few guards.

He thought as he walked.

Was he really wrong?

The Qin State is now engaged in wars everywhere, causing great loss of manpower and wealth.

He and other Confucian scholars such as Chunyu Doctor (no, Chunyu Yue) advocated peace and stopping the war.

Is it really wrong?

What’s the hardest part about fighting?

It’s the people.

Whether it is the people of their Great Qin or the people of other countries.

Once a war breaks out, the first to suffer are the innocent civilians.

If my father had stopped sending troops and stopped attacking and seizing other countries' territories, the war would not have started.

Only without war can people live and work in peace.

The soldiers no longer have to shed blood and sacrifice.

He is doing this for the good of Daqin and for the good of his father.

But why didn't his father agree with his idea?

He was also accused of being too naive.

Is it wrong that he hopes there will be no war in the world and works hard to achieve it?