Daqin: A buff of incredible comprehension

"How can a man of Brother Zhao's stature be content with a mere position as Chancellor?"

"Why not try your hand at the Imperial Household Department? There might be a chance for renewed glory in the future."

Chen Fuling added seriously.

"This……"

Li Ming was speechless, unsure how to respond. His family had always been known for their patience and reservedness. Why did Chen Fuling place so much trust in him?

"I have a question I'd like to ask you."

"You just mentioned that his nephew is our master and disciple. What's going on?" He suppressed his anxiety and asked calmly.

"You'll understand once you see him," said Chen Fuling. "Brother Zhao, have you considered this? This opportunity is fleeting."

After a moment's hesitation, Li Ming bowed respectfully and said, "Since the prefecture governor is so kind, I am willing to do my best to serve you."

Alright!

Chen Fuling showed a satisfied smile on his face.

This prison on the Black Ice Platform has become a treasure trove!

If we had found Han Xin and Li Ming and stayed with them for a year or two, wouldn’t that be wonderful?

"Why are you so happy, sir?"

"when are you going back?"

Ying Shiman asked in confusion. "No need to reply."

Life here is so carefree that I don’t want to leave for the time being.

** said with a smile.

Time seemed to stand still in the cell. The passage of day and night seemed to have no effect on this small space.

Li Ming struggled to sleep every day, constantly monitoring the movements of the imperial court. Wang Jian and Wang Ben came and left; then came Xiang Li Xi, whom he addressed affectionately as "old man," offering soothing words of comfort. Zhang Han then sent his younger brother with generous gifts to offer his apology. Meng Fei remained the longest.

He brought along fine wine and delicious food, feasting and drinking with the prisoners until late at night. "It's warm in the winter and cool in the summer here, it's incredibly comfortable," he said drunkenly, "why don't you move in here for a while?"

Li Ming smiled bitterly. These words came from the young master of the Meng family. With brother Meng Tian in the lead, no matter how big the mistake was, it could be easily settled.

Similarly, everyone who came to see him was in a high position of power. No wonder some people were so calm even when they injured the princess, claiming that they were just experiencing life here.

After several internal struggles, he finally decided to go along with reality. This opportunity was precious and rare. If he missed it again, when would he ever be able to make a breakthrough?

Because of a few resentful words, he was reported and exposed, and was imprisoned in the Black Ice Platform Prison. He never wanted to live that kind of depressed life again.

Three days passed quickly. Under the morning light,

Cars filed down the street one after another and stopped in front of the gate. The Crown Prince and his wife, Concubine Ying...

And all the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs gathered here.

Hundreds of people gathered outside the door. "The teacher is here," Crown Prince Fusu called out in surprise from the crowd.

** was seen walking out, shaking hands with his friend Zhao Chong, chatting and laughing.

Li Ming, who was standing by, had to be extremely cautious. He was still extremely anxious and unable to calm down until the moment he stepped out of the prison gate.

"I have offended you and caused trouble for the prince."

** was a little surprised to hear what Li Ming said.

After all, Ying Yuanman is one of Fusu's half-sisters.

But at this moment Fusu still showed up to greet him.

"I heard you were eating well and living well in the cell."

"The prince is unable to sleep or eat because of you."

The Crown Princess reproached softly.

"I dare not, I will not betray the Emperor's grace!" ** said submissively, "As long as His Highness commands, I will never refuse, even through fire and water."

Ying Shiman ordered someone to bring a fire tray. "My husband, please cross this place to avoid bad luck."

"As you wish." ** took a step forward.

Li Ming was also invited to the international tour. He rarely interacted with people, so he felt extremely nervous in front of so many people. Even the Crown Prince was surprised.

"Who is this person?"

"I have found a rare person."

Chen Fuling winked.

As expected, he was extraordinary. Ying Yuanman nodded in understanding, knowing that this person was extraordinary.

While ** was celebrating, a maid brought the panicked Ying Yuanman to Concubine Zheng's palace.

"Mother is here."

Ying Yuanman bowed.

Zheng responded calmly.

"Yuan Man, how long have you been divorced from Li Li?" she asked slowly.

These words made Ying Yuanman break out in a cold sweat.

“Less than three months

The rewritten version is as follows:

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"You have already been married once, and the Wang family was exiled to the desolate south. You also desperately wanted to break off your engagement with your ex-husband, Li You. Father finally agreed to your request."

"If you want to remarry, you may not be able to find a family of equal status."

Ying Wanxi's eyes widened and she said angrily, "Mother, are you blaming me? What does the Wang family's experience have to do with me?"

"It doesn't matter."

"But you ignored the promise you made when the Wang family was in trouble, and violated the moral obligations between husband and wife!"

"Who do you want to marry into with such a reputation?!"

Concubine Zheng became more and more impatient and her tone became more and more severe.

Ying Wanxi looked at her mother for a moment, then quickly lowered her head. "No matter what, I won't marry again, even if I die!" she said fiercely, then ran out of the house in tears.

"How dare you! How dare you be so unbridled!"

Concubine Zheng also got angry.

The last time Ying Wanxi insisted on a divorce, Concubine Zheng was reluctant to agree. But she was so violent, and the First Emperor didn't want his daughter to suffer in exile in Lingnan, so he had to agree.

Concubine Zheng made up her mind that as soon as she returned to the palace, she would ask the First Emperor to draft an edict to finalize the marriage.

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At dusk, the setting sun shines obliquely.

The welcoming banquet at Princess Yiyun's residence didn't end until the afternoon, leaving Fusu alone in the side hall to continue the conversation with the others.

"Your Highness," a steward rushed over, "Princess Le Yun committed suicide!"

"What?!" Fusu stood up suddenly.

Another official consoled him, saying, "Don't worry." He then asked the steward, "How is the man now? Is he dead?"

The butler hesitated, "Thankfully the maid discovered her in time and she has been rescued."

"In that case, it should be fine."

The man smiled slightly and said, "I will go and take a look." He added, "Even if it is true, I can bring her back."

"My lord, this doesn't seem right."

Fusu seemed hesitant.

The princess has reached the point of going on a hunger strike in protest. If the ** interferes further, it may cause an even greater **.

“It’s certainly not right, but there’s really no better way.”

"Princess Le Yun may be unhappy because her husband Li You was exiled."

"But we must consider the wider interests. Should we give up a new waterwheel, a smelting furnace, or a cement road because of one person's personal vendetta?"

“If we don’t do these things, won’t that hinder the country’s development?”

**'s words were clear and logical, making it difficult for Fusu to refute.

In the end, the forces opposing new things in the court were greatly weakened after Li Si was dismissed, and various reforms progressed much more smoothly.

"Princess Le Yun was indeed affected, but she also broke priceless porcelain in the palace, causing huge losses."

"Now she is still making trouble unreasonably. Is this too much?"

"How could the strict laws of the Qin Dynasty allow one person to make trouble at will? Every time she makes trouble, we have to appease her. If it happens ten times... will she still have the mind to do serious work?"

** said calmly, "As an official of the Imperial Household Department, I have the responsibility to assist in handling this matter, but you are the crown prince of the Qin Dynasty. When you truly ascend the throne, will you still allow the princes to do as they please?"

Fusu felt sad and kept silent. "Sister..." he nodded. "I'll go with you."

When they arrived at Princess Le Yun's residence, the room was silent and the maid knelt on the ground to wipe the small wound on her hand.

"Hasn't father come yet?" asked the princess.

"The news has reached the palace. His Majesty is reviewing the memorials, so it may take a while for him to learn about this matter."

Ying Wanxi was even more displeased when she heard this. "Father is still busy with official business at this critical moment!"

But he soon realized that interrupting them would be counterproductive. "Is he here?" someone suddenly announced that the prince was visiting.

"Is it Fusu?" She immediately put on a smile.

Although the emperor did not come in person, seeing Fusu would still give him a chance to persuade him to plead with the emperor.

Suddenly realizing that something was wrong, she sternly asked the maid why she was in such a panic.

"Censor Chen is here too."

This news shocked her so much that when she tried to hide, she found that the two men had already entered.

Ying Wanxi couldn't help but curse, and asked her men to prepare a ceremony to welcome the distinguished guests.

A few minutes later, Fusu and ** finally entered the bedroom, where the strong smell of blood hit them. Despite the horrific scene, ** remained unmoved. "Your Highness, look at this pool of blood! It looks like a pig being slaughtered," he sneered.

Fusu approached to investigate, feeling suspicious but not revealing it. The housekeeper quickly announced that the imperial physician had managed to save the princess and stabilize her life.

"Are you serious about what you said?" ** asked.

The butler replied that he would not lie.

The two sides reached a tacit understanding. Fusu stepped back to observe the situation, while ** took the gift box and stepped forward.

"This... Sir Li, what you said is extremely inappropriate."

The steward mustered up his courage and managed to refute.

"Didn't you say she was on her last breath? Now you're blaming me for being disrespectful? I think you, the manager, are completely clueless!"

Under the other party's sharp gaze, the manager took two steps back, his face changing constantly, and he stammered, not knowing how to respond.

"your Highness."

Li walked over, opening the gift box in his hand. "Wang has previously offended Her Royal Highness, causing her great resentment and leading to this tragedy. He truly deserves death."

He slowly walked forward and gently spread out the white linen to cover Su Wan, who was pretending to be asleep on the bed and was very nervous.

"It's never too late to mend. Here's a small gift... May the princess rest in peace."

He turned around and said loudly to everyone in the hall: "Princess Leping has passed away. From now on, this government office will be taken over by the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

For a moment, Su Wan, who was lying on the bed pretending to be dead, and the people guarding outside were stunned and unable to react for a while.

"What are you all standing there for?" "Why don't you hurry and arrange the funeral?" "Immediately hire a band to hold the funeral for Her Royal Highness." Mr. Li continued, "The servants in the mansion are no longer needed. From today, their indentures will be rescinded. Each of you will receive a three-year salary for your travel expenses. Go back and live a good life."