I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

At the beginning, they were very anxious and worried about the instability of the country.

However, after several attempts to inquire, they found that all news about Ying Zheng was strictly blocked, leaving none of them helpless.

They can only force themselves to calm down and do their jobs well.

Later, as time passed, this group of elites slowly reacted, especially when they saw the anxious look in Su Jinyue's eyes, they were completely relieved.

All I can say is that the hard work Su Jinyue thought she put in her acting was really not enough in front of this group of old men, each of whom has an Oscar.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting at the top, took in everyone's reactions. His eyes lingered on Li Si for a long time, full of scrutiny.

This old guy performed well.

There was no small act of disobedience.

Perhaps, it was because Su Jinyue, the emperor who adhered to the principle of "rule of law", was here, so he didn't have to worry about the future development of the Legalists.

It is also possible that Fusu has changed over the years.

Or maybe, it's because no one instigated it.

In short, Li Si was very well-behaved this time. No one showed any rebellious intentions, and he even suppressed the restlessness of many people in private.

Ying Zheng nodded secretly in his heart and turned his eyes away from Li Si with satisfaction.

Li Si, feeling Ying Zheng's gaze shift away, quietly exhaled.

Why is Your Majesty staring at him?

Is there anything he didn't do well enough?

Following that group of ministers with ulterior motives, Prince Juan Li Si also fell into self-reflection, causing Feng Jie and others beside him to frown and think deeply, fearing that they might have made some mistake accidentally.

The most terrifying thing is to make mistakes and not know it.

I can only say that, old men, thinking too much is not good sometimes.

Easy, but tiring!

"To congratulate me on my recovery, let's hold a three-day feast!" Ying Zheng's heroic voice rang out above everyone's heads. They all breathed a sigh of relief and knelt down to shout.

"Long live your majesty, and the Qin Empire will endure forever!"

News about the patrol team always spreads quickly, especially when it comes to Ying Zheng and Su Jinyue, it spreads even faster.

Within a few days, all parts of Daqin received the good news that the Emperor had blessed His Majesty and that he had recovered.

Memorials expressing congratulations from various counties were delivered one after another, and the people finally put their minds at ease.

If Your Majesty is healthy, there will be no war in the world. They can reclaim more wasteland this year, save some food, and repair the houses.

The people were very simple-minded. They knew that it was because of the Emperor's blessing and the Emperor's request for simple sacrifices. Everyone was grateful for the Emperor's grace and gathered in groups of three or two to pay their respects at the ancestral temple.

No matter what the tribute is.

A handful of grain produced from one’s own fields, wild fruits from the mountains, and even a handful of wild vegetables dug by children.

The emperor did not care whether the tribute was valuable or not, so the common people would just offer him what they thought was delicious.

For a time, ancestral temples in various places were very popular, and new ancestral temples were built in every county.

Ying Zheng looked at the memorials submitted by the county governors and stroked his beard with satisfaction.

It was worth his performance, as San'er took the opportunity to put on makeup and tease him for the whole day.

Thinking of the makeup Su Jinyue put on him, Ying Zheng shuddered.

Can't think about it, it's too scary.

He was also talking about Wang Hongzhuang. Where is the Wang Hong? If he finds out, he will arrest her immediately! Lock her up and never let her out!

The magpie's chirping is commonly said to be a cry of good news.

Just when the entire Qin Dynasty was in celebration because of Ying Zheng's recovery, some people were extremely angry.

Xia Pi County, Donghai County.

Zhang Liang walked on the bridge in a depressed mood, which was out of tune with the atmosphere of universal celebration.

After bidding farewell to Li Zuoche, they traveled quickly and soon arrived at the East China Sea along the river.

Since this is one of the major sea salt producing areas in Daqin, there are many laborers from other places in Donghai, and it is not surprising that they settle here.

Gan Fu and his companions had already found work in the salt fields, but Zhang Liang was the only one who had nothing to do every day, wandering around the streets and alleys, trying to gather information.

The gurgling stream emanated a clear sound, and the surrounding scenery was pleasant, but it was hard to dispel the gloom in Zhang Liang's heart. His brow remained furrowed, and he was stuck in the same place, unable to make sense of the situation.

Just then, an old voice came from under the bridge.

"Hey kid over there, go down and pick up my shoes." He said it in a rude tone.

Zhang Liang looked around and found that he was the only one on the bridge. He was slightly stunned, and then a surge of anger surged in his heart.

His already unhappy mood became even more depressing, and he strode forward to the edge of the bridge.

I saw an old man with white hair and wearing coarse linen clothes sitting on the bridge. He was in a leisurely manner, with his legs crossed and shaking constantly. The foot that was raised was bare, and I guess it was the shoe that had fallen off.

Zhang Liang was furious, thinking that as the prime minister, he had never suffered such humiliation.

He clenched his fists, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. However, when he saw the old man's wrinkled yet calm face, the anger in his heart inexplicably dissipated a little.

He suppressed his dissatisfaction, bent down, walked down the bridge, and picked up the shoes.

"Here." Zhang Liang threw the shoes in front of the old man.

The old man not only didn't thank him, but turned his head and looked directly at Zhang Liang, "Put it on me."

"You!" Zhang Liang became even angrier, but he still gritted his teeth, picked up the shoes on the ground, and bent down to put them on the old man.

The old man twisted his feet left and right, a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face, then he turned and left with a big laugh.

Zhang Liang looked at the old man's departing back and sighed somewhat depressedly.

Ugh……

I have fallen to this point.

What a tragedy, what a pain!

However, after walking a distance, the old man suddenly stopped, turned around and shouted, "Five days later, at dawn, come here to see me."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Although Zhang Liang was confused, he still wrote it down.

Anyway, idle is idle.

He wanted to see what this old man was up to.

Five days later, just as the sky was getting light, Zhang Liang came as agreed.

However, when he arrived, the old man was already waiting on the bridge.

When the old man saw Zhang Liang, his face darkened and he said angrily, "It's too late. Come back in five days." After that, he turned and left again.

Zhang Liang was puzzled. Five days later, as soon as the cock crowed, he hurried to the bridge.

The old man is here again!

This happened three times, and Zhang Liang, who was so angry, simply stayed up a day earlier and blocked the bridge.

Sure enough, at midnight, the old man staggered over.

The old man laughed and finally handed over a book with satisfaction.

"My boy, this rare book is for you. If the world is in chaos in the future, this book can help you rise to prominence."

Zhang Liang took the book and looked at it carefully. There were four big characters written on it: "Tai Gong's Art of War".

He was overjoyed and quickly thanked the old man, "I don't know how to address you, Master. I will respect you and obey your orders."

The old man smiled slightly, turned around and left, "Three years later, the Yellow Stone under the Far North City will be me."

After he finished speaking, the old man's figure completely disappeared from Zhang Liang's sight.

He stared blankly at the place where the old man disappeared, but did not notice a dark shadow flashed past there.