Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

The next morning, Zhao Gao excitedly went to the Xianyang Palace with the things.

At this time, Ying Zheng was attending the morning court.

Fusu stood on the side of the hall and watched carefully everything that happened in the hall.

When the ministers saw that Fusu was also there and the king did not say anything, they understood that this was the king's intention and looked at Zhang Yuanqing with envy.

Zhang Yuanqing deserves the king's favor.

The king entrusted the eldest son to Zhang Yuanqing for instruction, and now he even brought the eldest son to court.

"Shang Qing Dunruo has received news that the King of Wei has agreed to join forces with Qin to attack Chu."

"I intend to appoint General Meng Ao as the chief general, and Huan Xi, Xin Wu, and Meng Wu will accompany General Meng Ao to attack Chu."

"promise."

Several generals were in high spirits and could not wait any longer.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

Zhang Yuanqing spoke when Ying Zheng was about to leave the court.

Fusu also looked at the gentleman curiously.

Mr. Chaoshang is very different from usual.

The way he reported to his father at this time was even more different.

"allow."

"Your Majesty, Li Yuan, the Prime Minister of Chu, is ruthless and full of schemes. I'm afraid he will sabotage the joint attack on Chu by Qin and Wei. Your Majesty, please send a message to General Meng Ao and the King of Wei. Do not trust his words, lest you miss the best opportunity to attack Chu."

Ying Zheng naturally knew about Li Yuan's rise to power and was extremely disdainful of him.

The court officials nodded repeatedly.

"Send a message to Dun Ruo, telling him to keep an eye on the Chu people and not let them disrupt Qin and Wei's attack on Chu."

"promise."

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

On the other side, Ying Zheng thought that everything should be fine now and was about to leave work when Chunyu Yue spoke.

For a moment, Ying Zheng looked at this man with murderous eyes, but he hid it well.

Fusu was even more curious.

Isn't this person a doctor? What could he possibly have to report?

"allow."

"Your Majesty, I disagree with the idea of ​​the Great Qin Academy establishing a hundred schools of thought."

"speak."

"Your Majesty, I believe that the Mohist School should not establish a branch school at the Daqin Academy and allow it to recruit students."

"What does Doctor Chunyu Yue say?"

After Chunyu Yue finished speaking, Zhang Yuanqing didn't wait for others to speak, and asked first, suppressing his anger.

Although he knew that the Mohist and Confucian doctrines were in opposition and incompatible, he did not expect that the Confucian disciples would be so intolerant of the Mohist school.

Outrageous.

"The Mohists are masters of strange and ingenious techniques. What they learned is nothing more than technical skills. How can they be compared with our school? We are scholars. How can we teach in the same academy as them?"

After Chunyu Yue finished speaking, Zhang Yuanqing noticed that many doctors also nodded. Obviously, they all thought that the Mohists were vulgar and not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath with them.

It makes me angry.

"So, according to Dr. Chunyu Yue, your Confucianism is the most noble school of thought?"

Chunyu Yue was happy to hear Zhang Yuanqing say this. Obviously, he thought Zhang Yuanqing also agreed with his Confucianism.

Only Fusu knew that the master was angry.

And very angry.

Looking at Chunyu Yue's expression, Zhang Yuanqing had nothing to understand.

The other court officials also frowned.

You little Confucian actually want to be the first?

Zhang Yuanqing looked around but couldn't find anything suitable.

Lift your feet and quickly take off your shoes.

"Bang" it hit Chunyu Yue's head.

"I'm going to your uncle."

"You're a piece of shit."

As he spoke, Zhang Yuanqing walked over in three or two steps, accompanied by coughing sounds.

The Qin emperor and his ministers were all shocked!

Everyone had their mouths open and couldn't close them.

Before Chunyu Yue could react, Zhang Yuanqing kicked him. Chunyu Yue had already been hit on the head by the shoe, and after being kicked again, he staggered and took a few steps back.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing was hit back by the force and fell straight back.

Fortunately, Feng Quji was standing close by and was quick to support Zhang Yuanqing from behind, which prevented Zhang Yuanqing from falling to the ground.

Zhang Yuanqing coughed angrily, pushed Feng Quji's hand away, and tried to go forward to beat Chunyu Yue.

The ministers reacted and hurriedly supported Zhang Yuanqing.

"Zhang Tingwei, please don't get angry."

"Take care of yourself."

"Take care of yourself."

Fusu had already rushed over at this time, kicked Chunyu Yue again, and Chunyu Yue, who had just stood firm, was kicked three steps away by Fusu and fell to the ground.

"You are so rude. I am so angry."

Chunyu Yue rubbed his aching thigh and looked at Zhang Yuanqing and Fusu with a red face.

After a moment's rest, he stood up.

The doctor next to him hurried forward to inquire about the situation, but was pushed away by Chunyu Yue.

Seeing that Chunyu Yue had lost his mind, the court officials did not dare to let him come and hurt Zhang Yuanqing.

They squeezed forward one by one, and Meng Wu was particularly fast among them.

Unable to fight him, he punched Chunyu Yue in the face and said, "How dare you, thief, to actually want to harm the young master and the Marquis of Guannei."

Meng Wu had long been fed up with these Confucian scholars. If the king had not insisted on keeping them, he would have driven them out of the court long ago.

Zhang Yuanqing over there was coughing continuously because of his anger and the action just now.

Ying Zheng recovered from his shock and said, "Quickly call the doctor."

Shi Yi did not dare to delay and ran out of the hall in a hurry.

At this time, Xia Wuqi was studying the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" that Zhang Yuanqing had just written. This book was printed by the paper mill and was sold out by doctors as soon as it was printed.

Xia Wuqie also had a hard time getting a copy.

"Doctor Xia, come quickly, follow me."

Shi Yi ran in panting, unable to speak complete sentences.

"Don't panic, what happened?"

Is it possible that one of the ladies is about to give birth? That's not right, it's not the right time yet.

"Hurry, Lord Zhang is in the court, go quickly."

Xia Wuqie guessed it intermittently based on his years of experience.

He hurriedly put down the book in his hand, picked up his food and ran out.

"Chun Yuyue, you are so brave."

Ying Zheng looked at Chunyu Yue with murderous intent at this time.

He hurriedly got down from the throne and kicked Chunyu Yue, "Puff" and "Puff"

Chunyu Yue was kicked away by the furious Ying Zheng and hit the pillar in the hall. He then fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

What a poor person.

This is the true inner thoughts of the ministers.

However, no one cared about Chunyu Yue's miserable condition at this time.

Fusu had someone bring a chair, and Feng Quji and Li Si helped Zhang Yuanqing sit down.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing was pale and breathing rapidly. The situation was really horrifying.

"Why hasn't Xia Wuqie come yet?"

Ying Zheng was also anxious, thinking that he had a great talent.

At this time, Ying Zheng wished he could tear Chunyu Yue into pieces.

Look how angry I am because of my great talent.

Xia Wuqie heard Ying Zheng's roar from a distance, and his heart sank.

I'm afraid things are not going well for Sir Zhang this time.

My feet are so fast that I wish I had the ability to teleport.

"Meet you"

"Hurry up and get Zhang Qing treated."

Before Xia Wuqie could finish speaking, Ying Zheng interrupted him.

The court officials also quickly made way.

Only then did Xia Wuqie see Zhang Yuanqing's appearance at this moment.

His clothes were disheveled, one of his shoes was missing, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and his breathing was intermittent.

This, this, this.

Xia Wuqie took Zhang Yuanqing's pulse with his hands.

The court officials couldn't help but hold their breath.

I was afraid that my breathing was too loud and would affect the doctor's diagnosis and treatment.