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

They only had one thought in their minds.

Is Tang Yu planning to take the benefits and then deny them? Why is he pretending to be stupid?

These people's expressions gradually turned ugly, and they even fell silent.

Chunyu Yue felt as if his heart was about to stop beating.

Don't do it! Please don't do it!

As he felt the air pressure around him getting lower and lower, Tang Yu suddenly realized something.

"Oh my, so these are the test questions for the secretary and other officials? You all should have said so earlier. Do we really need to talk about this because of our relationship?"

These people realized that Tang Yu was just joking with them, and they all looked at Tang Yu with resentful eyes.

It's truly terrifying, enough to scare you to death.

They were just a second away from attacking Tang Yu.

Amid the expectant gazes of the Confucian scholars, Tang Yu, who had just teased them, picked up two blank bamboo slips from his robes.

"Oh dear, these past few days the Imperial Preceptor has been so engrossed in pleasure that he really has no idea how to handle the exam questions. It's giving him a real headache."

"How about I just put my assessment bamboo slips here and ask you gentlemen for your advice?"

What? You're going all in?

The Confucian scholars stared at Tang Yu, too afraid to move.

They did have some ideas of their own, but they didn't expect Tang Yu to be so bold as to dare to do something so outrageous.

Why don't they set any questions themselves and let the Confucian scholars set all the questions?

At that moment, this sudden feeling of happiness was like a sledgehammer, stunning them all.

"Tang Yu is just too good!"

Looking at the two blank bamboo slips, they felt that the bright future of Confucianism and its followers was right before their eyes.

If the exam were set by Confucian scholars, then the students who could pass would definitely be those who were well-versed in Confucian knowledge.

Such people must have close ties with them. In the future, it can be said that the secretaries of the entire Qin state will be completely controlled by Confucianists!

At that time, wouldn't it be an easy thing for Confucianism to create sages and completely surpass everyone else?

Their eyes were unusually kind as they looked at Tang Yu.

"Your Excellency the Imperial Preceptor is indeed quite tired. Thank you for your hard work."

"In that case, we'll do it for you...?"

"Please, please."

Seeing the eager expressions on the faces of the Confucian scholars, Tang Yu couldn't help but laugh.

He was really looking forward to seeing what kind of expressions these excited people would have when they saw the exam questions.

……

"Uh, where am I?"

At that moment, Ah San felt a sharp pain in his body, as if he were seriously ill.

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to be the boss and had accepted a mission to assassinate a man named "Tang Yu" together.

However, it seemed that the person had taken out a weapon that had never been seen before, and its power was unmatched by any other weapon.

They were all knocked to the ground, including the Indian.

Ah San, who thought he was dead, felt the pain in his body and knew that he had survived.

"This...where is this?"

When Ah San opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a magnificent room, surrounded by things that looked incredibly valuable.

The Indian man subconsciously felt that he had traveled through time.

"General Meng, this man is awake!"

"What? You're awake?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Yi, who was guarding outside, immediately stepped forward.

Upon seeing that Ah San had indeed woken up, he immediately exclaimed excitedly:

"Great, you're awake!"

Ah San was also filled with gratitude as he looked at Meng Yi intently.

Unexpectedly, it was the other party who saved me?

"Thank you so much for saving me, brother..."

"Quickly report to His Majesty that the assassin has awakened and the interrogation must begin immediately!"

……

"So you should know what you've done wrong, right?"

Ah San's mind went blank at that moment. This man named Meng Yi had interrogated him after he returned.

Because the person treating me said I couldn't be tortured, I'm still able to sit here with difficulty.

However, it was only through the other party's account that the Indian realized just how outrageous his actions had been.

Damn it, why didn't that person tell him that the assassins were the Grand Preceptor and the Prince of Qin?

This is a heinous crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one's family!

Thinking of this, Ah San closed his eyes in despair.

It's all over! Everything's over!

Seeing this, Meng Yi didn't press the matter further, but simply said in a gentle tone:

"You should know that you committed a crime, and you will not live no matter what."

"But you still have a choice about whether your family lives or dies, and how you die, don't you?"

"Family? Yes! I still have family!"

Ah San suddenly remembered that his sister and mother were still alive. Thinking of Qin Fa's implication, he looked at Meng Yi.

"General, save them! They are innocent!"

When Meng Yi saw this scene, he knew he had made the right bet.

Even though the assassin they found was from the Jingchu region and was skilled in assassination.

But everyone has a weakness, and assassins are no exception.

"If you want them to live, then you'd better explain in detail who hired you."

"The more detailed your information about that person is, the greater the chance that your family members will survive!"

"I said I said..."

As Ah San continued his narration, Meng Yi's brows began to furrow.

"Your Majesty, these are the characteristics of the mercenary he described. As for the face and other features, he doesn't know..."

As Ying Zheng listened to Meng Yi's account, his brows furrowed deeply.

He knew that the assassin would never lie under such circumstances, so he suspected that the person had made preparations beforehand.

Looking at the confession in his hand, Ying Zheng felt somewhat agitated.

Wearing a face mask, and speaking with the accent of the Zhao state?

Could it be those people from Handan... who want to harm my son?

An idea flashed through Ying Zheng's mind, but as he pondered it carefully, he discovered a blind spot in the confessions.

"Do not harm the young man next to the target!"

The young man refers to Fusu, and the target is Tang Yu.

Something's not right, absolutely not right!

Upon seeing this confession, Ying Zheng realized he seemed to be close to the truth, and immediately said to Meng Yi:

"Go and have your brother bring Mr. Tang here."

Upon arriving inside the palace, Tang Yu saw Ying Zheng sitting silently on the ground, his face dark.

He was curious: who could possibly anger his First Emperor to such an extent?

"Mr. Tang, take a look. That person has woken up."

"That person?"

Tang Yu then realized that the assassin who had tried to kill him and Fusu had woken up.

After putting down the bamboo slips, Tang Yu looked up at Xiang Yingzheng, his eyes filled with a hint of doubt.

"Could it be a Confucian scholar...?"

"Yes, Mr. Tang, I also suspect it is Confucianism."

After exchanging a glance, the two saw certainty and surprise in each other's eyes.

They had only one thought in their minds: How dare the Confucianists do this?