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

"Oh, the blueprints, I forgot to give them the blueprints!"

When Su Jinyue sat in the carriage back to the palace, she remembered that she had not yet handed over the weapon blueprints to Gongshuzi and the others. However, she didn't need to worry about it, as several people in the Gongshu family were more anxious than she was.

As soon as she arrived at the palace gate, she saw Gongshujia's disciples waiting there for a long time, waiting to retrieve the drawings.

Not to mention Gongshu Jia's ecstasy after getting the new weapon blueprints, a new situation arose on Hu Hai's side.

He cried and begged Zhao Gao to come back to his side and teach him the laws of the Qin Dynasty.

Not only that, he also made noise in the school, affecting the studies of other young masters.

"Sister, Eighteen has gone too far. Father has ordered him to reflect on his mistakes behind closed doors and forbid him from attending school again."

Xiao Shisan ate the spareribs that his elder sister brought him and shared his gossip in school.

When Su Jinyue heard this, she put down the chopsticks in her hand and looked at her brother thoughtfully.

"What are you doing recently, brother?"

Intelligence officer Shi Nudan stepped forward. "Mr. Fusu, besides studying with Lord Tang and his colleagues lately, has been traveling with Chunyu Pushe to attend gatherings with students from Baiyujing, or to attend lectures at the Confucian Academy at the Daqin Academy."

"Well, that's good. Tell my brother that I'll go find him tomorrow."

"Yes, princess."

The next afternoon, sunlight shone through the treetops onto the stone table under the tree. The brother and sister, who had not seen each other for a long time, were sitting around the stone table, drinking tea and chatting.

Fusu has been busy running back and forth these days, and it is rare for him to have some time to chat with his third sister.

He relaxed as he lay flat on the rocking chair. The chair was exquisitely crafted, its wooden frame exuding an ancient air. As the chair swung back and forth, Fusu half-closed his eyes in comfort, the sunlight falling on his face, outlining a warm halo.

"Creaky"

Su Jinyue rocked the rocking chair frequently, making some harsh creaking sounds.

"Brother, have you heard about Eighteen?"

Fusu frowned and replied dejectedly, "Hmm," then remained silent and did not continue.

He was extremely conflicted. When he knew the course of history and that many of his brothers and sisters had died at the hands of Hu Hai, he felt angry, resentful, and guilty. However, if he really was asked to kill Hu Hai, he couldn't do it.

He didn't believe that he would really commit suicide and harm the country. Even though everything seemed to be in line with his inference, he couldn't understand why he was so reckless. Meng Tian had advised him so many times, but he still insisted on his own way and didn't even have the courage to return to Xianyang.

However, who can tell what history ultimately is? Some unofficial historical records say that Fusu was assassinated. Perhaps this is the truth, but it remains to be seen.

"Brother, I have a plan."

Su Jinyue put her head in front of Fusu and interrupted the melancholy boy with a voice.

"I heard that Dr. Chunyu has been very idle recently?" She lowered her voice, looked at Fusu, raised her eyebrows slightly, and gave him a look that said you understand.

Fusu was still confused.

Su Jinyue pursed her lips and said, "Tsk, Chunyu Pushe is well-versed in both ancient and modern knowledge. He is a man of great talent. Isn't it a waste of talent to be idle like this?"

She picked up a candied fruit, put it in the teacup, and took a sip. "Why not send Eighteen to his house and let him teach him personally?"

Biu~

Fusu's eyes immediately lit up as he looked at the other party, receiving an affirmative nod from the other party.

"I will go and make this happen right away."

He stood up and left the hall in one go. Fusu simply couldn't wait even a moment.

Su Jinyue happily finished the tea in the cup, followed closely behind, holding a candied fruit in her mouth, and walked out of the hall.

Zhao Gao’s house is also going to be robbed, hehe.

Things went very smoothly, and Haodadie was very happy to see it happen, and he approved it without hesitation.

Chunyu Yue was even more active, and vowed to regain the ground he lost to Prince Fusu on Prince Eighteen. As soon as he received the news, he called three or five good friends to work together to make a personal schedule for Hu Hai.

He was extremely satisfied with Fusu, who facilitated this matter. He felt that his teaching to his disciple was not in vain. The other party at least knew to recruit another prince into the Confucian school, and he was the favored Eighteenth Prince.

The Confucians were ready to make a big move and turn Hu Hai into another living signboard of Confucianism.

When Zhao Gao received the news, Hu Hai had already been packed up and sent to Chunyu Yue's house overnight, under the pretext of eating and living together and teaching Confucian classics at any time.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

Zhao Gao kicked over the foot basin under his feet.

The little servant who was kneeling on the ground massaging the soles of his feet quickly crawled to the ground, trembling with fear.

"Have you found out who did it?"

The young servant, not caring about his clothes being soaked by the foot washing water, kowtowed and replied hurriedly, "We haven't investigated yet. We only found out that before Prince Fusu came to Your Majesty to explain this matter, the Third Princess visited to drink tea and stayed in the eldest prince's palace for more than two quarters of an hour."

"Heh... Third Princess, what a Third Princess."

Zhao Gao lifted his feet from the cold ground, and the servant quickly crawled forward, wrapped the feet with the cloth beside him, placed them on a small stool, and wiped them carefully.

"Tell them I agree."

"Yes."

Openly repairing the plank road, secretly crossing Chencang. Carving a boat alone to find the sword, the night rain passes Xiaoxiang.

Fusu was liberated and was greatly praised by Confucian scholars.

Hu Hai was imprisoned in Chunyu Yue's mansion. Every time he cried and made a scene, he would be lectured by several great scholars. He was so depressed that he blocked his ears and hid in the quilt, pretending to be asleep.

Chunyu Yue had experienced his house being robbed before, so he was extremely wary of Zhao Gao. He even began to target Zhao Gao openly and covertly. A group of Confucian doctoral students kept a close eye on his whereabouts, making it difficult for Zhao Gao, who originally wanted to get rid of Ji Ya, to take a further step.

A world was achieved in which only Zhao Gao was injured.

"Look, that bird is singing so beautifully. Is it a sign of good fortune?"

Su Jinyue lay comfortably in the rocking chair, listening to the birds singing in the trees, and tilted her head to ask Gui, the maid serving beside her.

Lady Gui brought a thin blanket and gently covered her with it, smiling brightly as she replied, "With the princess here, good things happen every day."

A prophecy.

On the second day, Shaofu Ling Cai Yan sent someone to convey the message that the new iron was ready!

Su Jinyue's face was full of joy, and her eyes were full of excitement. She waved her arms happily and happily invited everyone to go together.

"Come on, come on, boys, the master will take you to broaden your horizons!"

"Big one, second one...sixth one...twelve!"

"Stop practicing! Come with me to the Shaofu. I'll come back and reward each of you with a magical weapon!"

The Third Princess is known for her open-mindedness. When the guards heard the words "magic weapons", their eyes lit up.

What's wrong with liking to watch brothers practice martial arts?

What's up with liking to parade your brothers through the streets?

The third princess is kind. She rewards people with golden cakes, delicious food, and magical weapons!

"Thank you, Third Princess. I swear to protect you until my death!"

The sensible Wei Langs gathered in a circle and knelt down again, hehe.