Qin Dynasty: Your Majesty, I really am a time traveler.

"How precious their status is! How can a chef compare to them?"

"If that's the case, then which is more important, eating or studying?"

Fusu fell silent, because he realized that while people who didn't read books might lack knowledge and culture, they would actually die if they didn't eat!

"Teacher, are you saying that Confucianism is not important?"

Looking at the bewildered Fusu, Tang Yu knew that this was one of the main characteristics of being misled by Confucianism over the years.

"No, Confucianism is important! But everything is important, and I won't tell you any of the reasons."

"I need you to come with me and see this world for yourself, and then tell me the answer!"

To be honest, Fusu's literary skills and overall level were definitely not low. After all, he was studious from a young age and well-read, so he couldn't be too bad.

The biggest problem is that they've been crippled by the Confucianists.

Otherwise, if the Qin state had been handed over to Fusu, even if he couldn't save it, at least it wouldn't have been so easily destroyed in such a short time.

"Silly boy, stop thinking about it and come with me for a walk."

After finishing his meal, Tang Yu called out to Fusu. Since his transmigration, Fusu hadn't had a proper chance to explore Xianyang.

He had been displaced the whole way, and after finally settling down for two days, he was kept on edge by court affairs. Now he can finally relax and have some peace and quiet.

"In that case, I will arrange for General Meng to go to the carriages we have prepared to accompany us."

As Fusu was about to turn and leave after speaking, Tang Yu grabbed him.

"Don't bother with all that, I have my own way."

Fusu was stunned for a moment, then nodded. He knew that his teacher was no ordinary person, and the wonders he possessed were beyond the imagination of most people.

Meng Tian, ​​who was ordered to guard outside Tang Yu's palace, heard the conversation inside and immediately stepped forward.

"If the Imperial Preceptor and the Crown Prince need to travel, I can arrange two teams of guards to accompany them as bodyguards to ensure their safety!"

Seeing Meng Tian's extreme nervousness, Tang Yu waved his hand helplessly.

"No need. Fusu and I will just go for a walk and come right back. You don't need to be so nervous."

"But……"

"Why are there so many 'buts'?"

Tang Yu interrupted Meng Tian, ​​summoned the S686, and his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's.

"Who in the world do you think can defeat me?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Tian gave a wry smile.

Yes, although Tang Yu himself can't fight, he has weapons. No matter how good your kung fu is, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife. No matter how well you've practiced, one shot can take you down!

If you have weapons but don't use them, how can you become a grandmaster?

Recalling Xu Fu's gruesome death that day, with a bloody hole the size of a bowl on his back, Meng Tian shuddered and immediately nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Clang~"

The next moment, the two saw a huge, pitch-black monster appear in front of Tang Yu, its entire body made of metal.

"Sir, what is this?"

Seeing the Harley-Davidson motorcycle that Tang Yu summoned, Meng Tian and Fu Su were both a little intimidated. Tang Yu, on the other hand, sat on the motorcycle and revved the engine.

"Boom——"

A loud noise startled Meng Tian, ​​who instinctively drew his sword and took two steps back. Fu Su also stared in surprise at the motorcycle under Tang Yu.

"This thing is called a motorcycle. It's a good thing I'll give to your father in the future. It's just that the road isn't finished yet, so only the two of us can enjoy it."

"Come on, get in the car!"

Somewhat hesitant, Fusu, trusting Tang Yu, plopped down on Tang Yu's motorcycle.

Just as he settled in, Tang Yu twisted his right hand, and the Harley-Davidson motorcycle roared away!

Meng Tian's expression changed drastically in an instant, and he turned and ran towards Xianyang Palace.

"Quickly report to His Majesty, the Imperial Preceptor has taken Prince Fusu out of the palace!"

……

Sitting on the motorcycle, Fusu felt the incredible speed and the strong wind blowing in his face, and couldn't help but feel terrified.

"Teacher, could you please slow down? What exactly is this motorcycle? Why is it faster than Father Emperor's Ferghana horse?"

"Well, you'll find out later."

Tang Yu, who really didn't know how to explain it to Fusu, could only make up an excuse. The two of them attracted many strange looks along the way.

In this day and age, a motorcycle that can make a huge noise and is made entirely of metal is simply a monster.

In Xianyang City, Tang Yu came out after browsing a jewelry store.

He was about to go to a brothel, a place unique to this era, to listen to some folk songs when he suddenly heard a chaotic cacophony of cries for help and screams.

"help!"

Ouch, my leg!

Fu Su, who was always kind-hearted, ran over upon hearing this, wanting to find out what was going on, and Tang Yu followed closely behind.

When the two arrived at the place, they immediately saw a tall, magnificent horse carrying a young man with an arrogant and domineering face. Beside him were a woman and a little girl, who were lying on the ground in pain.

The onlookers were also discussing it animatedly, their eyes filled with pity and sympathy.

"This mother and daughter are really unlucky. They were walking along the road when this man on horseback knocked them down."

"Yes, and that little girl too. If her mother hadn't protected her in time, she might have been trampled to death by the horse!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Yu's gaze turned icy as he looked at the man on horseback.

Despite the crowd's stares and condemnations, the man on horseback remained completely unconcerned.

"Thank goodness you two didn't hurt my precious horse, otherwise your two worthless lives wouldn't be enough to compensate for it!!"

"Drive~"

After saying this, the young man flicked his whip, dispersed the crowd, and rode away.

"Fusu, who exactly is this person? He seems even more arrogant than you. Could it be that his father is also named Ying Zheng?"

Fusu gave a wry smile before explaining the man's background.

"He was a direct descendant of the Chu royal family, named Xiong Kuo."

"He is the leader of the纨绔 (playboys) of the other six kingdoms in Xianyang City. He also has considerable influence in the palace, and many officials from the six kingdoms listen to him."

Hearing this, Tang Yu nodded in understanding. No wonder this person was so arrogant; it seemed he really did have some background.

Considering this was inside Xianyang City, how could the other party act in such a way? Tang Yu immediately looked at Fusu.

"Does your father know about this? Does he have anything to say about it?"

Tang Yu didn't believe that Brother Zheng could be so cowardly, especially since this kind of bullying of the Qin people was happening right under his nose. Could he really just sit idly by?

At this moment, Fusu's bitter smile deepened.

"Fusu is ashamed. Even though Father's Black Ice Platform has been fully deployed, the number of people is still insufficient. Many officials in the court are from the six kingdoms, which means that not only Father, but even I have never heard of this matter. If I hadn't come out today, I probably wouldn't have known either."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yu looked understanding and nodded, then glanced at Fusu.

"Let me test you. A common man's anger can cause blood to flow five steps, but what is the emperor's anger?"

"Millions of corpses, blood flowing for miles?"