Chapter 4 Burning Books and Confucianism

As soon as the palace door was opened, he entered the Xianyang Palace early on Sunday.

This Xianyang Palace is so big that it is far beyond Sunday's imagination. Fortunately, there are a few attendants around on Sunday, otherwise I can't find my place to work on Sunday.

The reason why Sunday came so early is not only to adapt to the environment, but also to find clues about the "historical collection task".

Yesterday, I looked for all over my body on Sunday, and I didn't find any information about that task at all. The auxiliary prop doesn't matter, but the key is where to hand in the task. Since you can't find any hints from yourself, go and see where you have crossed.

The place where I met Xu Fu yesterday was naturally Zhao Gao's office. After drinking those attendants on Sunday, he began to look for them in the room.

"The whip, candle, cigarette butt, rope... What is Zhao Gao doing all day?" After a random search, the task information was not found, but some messy things were found. "Who is this?" It seems that there are not many people who have the ability to play with Zhao Gao.

"Oh, I finally found it." Sunday looked at the Pepsi sticker under the table that could not be torn off, and said with joy.

"Task name: Qin Shihuang's foot wrap."

"Mission time: 30 days."

"Auxiliary props: a pair of nasal congestion."

"Mission reward: a lot of money."

"Mission Failure: Erased (407 people have been wiped)"

In addition to this information, there is a small line at the end of this Pepsi post: the final interpretation of this task belongs to the most cattle grocery store in history.

"Where is the place to hand in the task?" I looked down and looked at the Pepsi paste several times on Sunday, and finally found a hole behind the Pepsi paste. There was a pair of nasal congestion in the hole. The nasal congestion should be the auxiliary props this time. In addition to placing auxiliary props, this hole should be the place to hand over the task.

Although I'm not too sure, I can't find any other place to hand over the task on Sunday. Of course, it would be better if I could complete the task as soon as I get the foot wrap.

"Lord Zhao, Lord Zhao, the emperor is angry and is eager to announce that you will go to the palace." As soon as Sunday picked up the leather whip, rope and so on, there was a rapid sound of patting the door outside the door.

"Qin Shihuang announced me, and he was still angry." Zhou Tian hurried out of the door. Qin boss is not an ordinary person. He has a big temper. Besides, he is still angry now. In case he goes late, or if he says something wrong, the head is small. In case of a car cracks and cuts his waist, he can't stand it. Although his body is Zhao Gao, he really goes to that. It doesn't hurt.

"How could the emperor suddenly be angry? Who provoked the emperor without opening his eyes?" On Sunday, he rushed to the hall and asked the eunuch beside him.

"Isn't it the group of Confucian students who have nothing to do all day long? In the past few times, the emperor's house was kind-hearted and spared their lives. After just stopped for a few days, they gathered together to abuse the emperor. Isn't it looking for death?" The eunuch was also scratched. The emperor was angry. The most unlucky one was these servants. It didn't matter if he vent his anger on them, but he would often lose his head. However, these close attendants were worried every day. Just two days later, the emperor's fire was aroused by those Confucian students.

Although Zhao Gao is also a close servant, he has achieved the level of an eunuch among the eunuchs, and the things Zhao Gao is responsible for are generally very important, so Qin Shihuang will not always be angry with Zhao Gao.

"Confucian students scolded the First Emperor of Qin!?" This matter should be the famous book burning pit Confucianism. According to the trajectory of historical development, those Confucian students should be killed. As long as they do not violate the meaning of the First Emperor of Qin, they can cope with it this time.

"Should I add some oil and vinegar to let Qin Shihuang cheat a few more?" At the beginning, I didn't recite the "Ten Principles of the Analects of Confucius" so that the teacher was punished. Since the so-called revenge is not a gentleman, and maybe under my added fuel and jealousy, the buddies who compiled the Analects can also follow. Well, this kind of thing should be done by the anniper minister.

Of course, I just want to think about this Sunday. Now Sunday's first task is to save his life first. This kind of extra-thet thing should be avoided. Since the so-called gentleman's revenge is not too late for ten years, maybe he will travel to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty at some time, and then just give Dong Zhongshu a stumbling. Well, it's far away again.

"Those Confucian students, don't I dare to kill them?" Before entering the hall, they heard the angry shouts from the hall. Obviously, those elm-headed Confucian students really annoyed the First Emperor of Qin.

Those Confucian students are really good. Can't they just eat and drink? They say bad things about the First Emperor of Qin if they have nothing to do. Now it's all right, they talk about themselves in the earth.

After entering the hall, Zhao Gao saw a slightly sick middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the hall. His temples were slightly white and his forehead was slightly wrinkled. Although he looked sick, his momentum was not weak at all. Looking at this, there was no doubt that it was Qin [***]oss.

"I, Zhao Gao, see the emperor." Zhou Tian gave a big gift to the First Emperor of Qin according to the etiquette of the Qin Dynasty. Although Zhou Tian practiced several times yesterday, this worship was still a little flawed. Well, it seems that he is still different from those servile feudal slaves.

At this moment, Qin Shihuang was angry. He didn't see anything wrong with Zhao Gao at all. He just waved his hand and let Zhou Tian stand up.

Zhou Tian stood aside, raised his head slightly, and looked at the ministers standing in the hall. The one with a goatee should be Li Si. Hey, to be honest, if Li Si shaves, he must be a figure of the same level as Ken Takakura. Just look at the vicissitudes of life... This grandson must not have been a child. Eat well.

Li Si, as Prime Minister, is naturally the closest to the First Emperor of Qin, and beside him is a general. If you guess correctly, it is General Meng Tian who can stand side by side with Prime Minister Li.

In addition to the two heads of this article, there are also a few oil-faced princes standing side by side with them. The higher one should be Fusu. The one who is a little short and a little baby fat is undoubtedly Hu Hai.

These people are recorded in detail on Zhao Gao's Miza, so Zhou Tian can distinguish them at a glance. As for the other people, although Zhou Tian can vaguely guess their names, they are not very sure. Obviously, in Zhao Gao's eyes, these people are all small guys, which is not a concern.

"Fu Su, what do you think about this matter?" After a burst of anger, the slightly morbid Qin Shihuang leaned lazily against the chair and asked in a low voice.

"For this matter, I think it's better to take a long-term plan." The eldest son, Fu Su, took a step forward, looked up slightly at the face of the First Emperor of Qin, and said, "Although those Confucian students are unstoppable, they are not guilty of death. Please open your father's net and spare their lives, and at most drive them out of Xianyang."

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Collection... I need to collect...