Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Meng Yi gritted his teeth, and could almost foresee a corpse that would be trampled under the horse's hooves. But this horse was extremely difficult to control, and it was impossible to stop its pace immediately.

A figure passed through the street, forcibly pulled the person under the horse's hooves, and took the reins to take advantage of the momentum to rush onto the carriage.

Meng Yi looked carefully, "Eighteenth Young Master."

Jiang Chen stood still on the carriage, glanced at him, took the reins, and pulled hard. Both horses neighed in pain and stopped quickly. Jiang Chen's tone was calm, "Meng Shangqing's riding and shooting skills seem to need more practice."

Meng Yi smiled embarrassedly. Protecting the frightened little girl beside him to prevent her from falling off the carriage.

Jiang Chen jumped off the carriage and straightened the corners of his clothes. When he went out today, he did not wear the golden and red interlaced wide-sleeved deep clothes in the palace, but changed into a white short-sleeved Hu suit. There were no gold locks or any jade ornaments on his body. If it weren't for his noble and proud aura, it would be hard to tell that he was the young master in Xianyang Palace.

Fortunately, he was not wearing a wide-sleeved gown, otherwise he might have stepped on not only the girl, but also the emperor's favorite youngest son.

Fusu hurried over, "Meng Yi." Seeing Jiang Chen, he was slightly stunned, "Hu Hai?"

He was only twelve years old, but he gradually had the demeanor of a young man. I believe that in the future, he will be another proud royal family protecting the Qin Dynasty.

Meng Yi got off the car with the little girl in his arms and put her down, "Young Master, Young Master."

Meng Yi was fine, but now seeing Fusu, Jiang Chen was slightly stunned. He had never expected to meet him near the Six Kingdoms Trading Company. He reacted very quickly and bowed his hands as a greeting, "Brother."

"You left the palace alone?" Jiang Lu didn't follow him? There was no eunuch either?

He had just encountered an assassin a few days ago, and he dared to leave the palace alone today. However, facing his eyes that always smile, Fusu suddenly smiled. Is there anything that this brother can't do?

He looks well-behaved, but in fact, he is quite arrogant. He is his father's favorite child, and he is very talented. Whether it is calligraphy or martial arts, he can handle it well. Even Zhao Gao has never found any mistakes. For twelve years, Hu Hai, who was born in a prosperous era and raised in the deep palace, has never experienced any setbacks. He is proud and a little naive, and he does not have a deep understanding of the grievances between Qin and the six countries. Being assassinated is nothing to him.

Five years ago, when he was only seven years old, he dared to say in the debate on the county system and the feudal system that he would like to be a good minister of Qin for a lifetime and not be a vassal who messes up the country. Now he is five years older, and he must be much braver and wiser. Fusu feels that he should not be surprised by what this eighteenth brother does.

Jiang Chen replied, "Yes."

Meng Yi couldn't help but have the same idea as Fusu at this moment. So courageous!

Then he thought, should we say that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger or that the ignorant are fearless?

Jiang Chen took two steps towards Meng Yi, confirmed the smell of rotting corpses on him, and took two steps back without saying a word.

Meng Yi, who vaguely felt that he was being despised, "..."

"Young Master! Young Master!" While the few people were talking, a man in black armor ran over from Changyang Street. He was one of the guards left by Fusu at the murder scene.

Fusu: "What's the matter?"

"Young Master, Mr. Xu has something to say."

"Mr. Xu..." Hearing this surname for the first time, Fusu did not realize which Mr. Xu it was. There were few famous people with the surname Xu in the court. After a long time of reaction, a little worry appeared on his face. Fusu has always been gentle to others, and rarely has this kind of impolite look similar to displeasure.

Mr. Xu. His surname is Xu and his name is Fu. He has been making elixirs and medicines for the emperor for a long time, and believes in the study of yin and yang, and the mysterious and wonderful methods.

In the Qin State, elixirs have always been regarded as evil ways. Especially the great-great-grandfather Qin Zhaoxiang Wang and the □□ father Qin Xiaowen Wang were obsessed with the art of longevity, which caused excessive consumption of the body and died early. Since then, all the Qin kings have been obsessed with alchemy.

A few years ago, when Zhao Gao invited this Taoist priest into the palace to make elixirs for his father, Fusu was a little worried. But later, when he saw that this man's medicine was indeed useful for his father's insomnia, he suppressed his uneasiness.

Xu Fu always stayed in the alchemy room specially built for him by his father, and would not go out easily. Now that he came here, I don't know what to say.

The visitor was unexpectedly young, and it was said that he was nearly fifty years old. But he looked only the same size as Fusu, with a handsome face, a wide gray robe covering his figure, and a purple gold gourd hanging around his waist with a word "Dan" written on it. He really looked like an immortal for a few minutes.

"Young Master."

Although Fusu didn't like the alchemist very much, he still respected his talent and bowed politely, "Mr. Xu."

Xu Fu smiled, "Young Master has encountered a problem."

The affairs of the world are complicated. Anyone who lives in the world will inevitably encounter difficulties. Anyone who lives in the world, how can he avoid difficulties? People live to solve one problem after another related to themselves, whether it is difficult or easy, they must be dealt with.

Fusu certainly understood this, so he just nodded to Xu Fu's mysterious words that seemed to be prophetic, "How can a person walk in the world smoothly?"

"Young Master is still as calm as ever." Xu Fu said, "My disciple parted ways with me, and died just one day before leaving Xianyang. Young Master, don't you know how the world will view this matter?"

Fu Su chuckled, "The pure will be pure by themselves, and the turbid will be turbid by themselves. Fu Su doesn't think that just a superficial sight, without knowing whether it is right or wrong, true or false, can be used to judge a person's character. Otherwise, Isn’t it too superficial?”

Xu Fu couldn't help but laugh. "Young Master is indeed worthy of the name of pure kindness." He warned, "It's just that this kind of kindness may become a sharp sword that hurts others." It's okay to hurt others, but I'm afraid you will hurt yourself in the end.

Fusu: "Sir, you have good intentions. Fusu understands it." He understands it, but he obviously didn't listen. When Xu Fu saw Jiang Chen standing next to him, his eyes changed, and in the end he just sighed.

Hu Hai, Hu Hai. Hu, the one who destroyed Qin, was God's will after all.

Even if he said it bluntly, according to His Majesty the First Emperor's love for his youngest son, before Hu Hai could deal with it, he, the alchemist, would probably be quartered by five horses first.

After he finished thinking, he raised his eyes and met a pair of eyes with a warm smile. They looked so innocent, but Xu Fu felt a deep chill in his heart.

That was simply more terrifying than facing Emperor Ying Zheng.

As if in an instant, all his thoughts were revealed. Humanity shines brightly in those beautiful eyes.

Moreover, he felt that the position of alchemist, which was close to immortality, even though it was very attractive to the First Emperor, was worthless in the eyes of Hu Hai.

Jiang Chen calmly moved his eyes away. The sharp gaze at that moment seemed to be just Xu Fu's illusion.

He still looked the same as before, the same innocent, no different from the boy of old.

"Sir? Mr. Xu!!" Fusu called him twice before Xu Fu came back to his senses and unnaturally avoided Jiang Chen.

How many years have I lived, and for the first time, I felt depressed by a child.

"Yes, eldest son." He turned back and looked in the direction of Shang Shangfang, "This matter is a long story."

Fusu was about to go with him to check, but when he saw the little girl standing on the side, he paused and hesitated, "Cover me with your Majesty to find out whose child this is, and send it back." He thought about Hu Hai. Due to his age, I felt it was not appropriate for him to go to the scene of the murder. "Hu Hai, how about I leave this matter to you?"

Before Jiang Chen could refuse, Xu Fu had already laughed. "Look, these are the three daughters of Prime Minister Li's family. The eldest son should send someone directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Li Si's daughter?

Fusu:......

I remember that before, my father asked him if he had anyone he liked. There is a vague reference to the Prime Minister's daughter...

As for Hu Hai's marriage, his father seems to be interested in the daughter of the Li family. He has been in northern Xinjiang for the past six years and is not very familiar with the situation in Xianyang. I just saw that several of my younger brothers were married to the prime minister’s daughters. Li You, the prime minister's eldest son, also married his twelfth sister as his official wife.

Li You and Fu Su were both disciples of Meng Tian, ​​and they were loyal and sincere people. It was a good thing that they had a close friendship. But now the Qin royal family and the Li family are intertwined and inseparable, which makes Fusu slightly uneasy.

Compared with Prime Minister Li Si, who was always enigmatic, Fusu naturally favored friends like Meng Tian and Mengyi who were sincere, frank and unsuspicious of each other.

As for Hu Hai, regardless of his brilliant nature, even if he followed Zhao Gao and had some opinions on Fusu, Fusu was willing to believe that the eighteenth brother must have his own opinions in his heart.

Although Hu Hai and he were quite different in age, they had grown up together and had always had a close relationship. If blood relatives cannot be trusted, how can the rest of the people live and die together?

"My name is Hua."

The little girl, wearing a goose-yellow dress, answered timidly. "Hua Hua dare not mention my father's name, but what Mr. Xu said is true. I was separated from my servant just now, so..."

He may seem timid, but his words are clear and logical. Sure enough, Li Si's daughter, even though she was young, was not ignorant.

"Hua thanked the young master, thanked the young master."

Jiang Chen glanced at it but didn't respond.

When he didn't answer, Fusu warned, "Be careful when walking on the road in the future."

"Lu He, send Miss Li San back to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Yes, young master." Fusu's internal servant Lu He responded politely and took Li Hua away. After a while, the guards who were following Fusu to investigate the case escorted a white-faced man with a riding crop in hand, a look of fear on his face and bruises all over his body. "Son."

"This is the driver."

Fu Su measured it and said nothing for a while. The man who looked like a coachman immediately shed tears and cried out, "Sir! Sir, please forgive me! I was just confused for a moment, so I did such a thing! The family was in dire straits, so I betrayed my master's family." Lie! Please forgive me!”

Fusu heard that he seemed to have something to hide, and asked solemnly and slowly, "Tell me. Great Qin has always been home to good people, and they are all treated equally, regardless of whether they are original Qin citizens or immigrants from the six countries. How do you start with the poverty in your family? Travel by car , if an accident happens today, don’t you know that our country, Da Qin, has strict laws?”

No matter how kind Fusu is, he is at least a royal nobleman. During the Spring and Autumn Period, the status of the royal family and the common people were completely incomparable. Fusu could be considerate of the people and his people, but after all, he was still the crown prince of Qin.

What's more, today's incident involves Prime Minister Li Si's daughter, putting Shangqing Mengyi and his younger brother in danger, which is really not a good thing.

If this matter happened to Ying Zheng, just lying and running around in the street would be enough to kill him, and there is no room for explanation. Although Fusu was angry, he was still willing to patiently find out the reason.

Daqin Law.

Just these four words are enough to change the color of anyone who hears it.

The guard let go of his hand, and the man forced himself to calm down and cried, "I, my mother is still alive at home, but I really can't die! I've told you everything honestly, I just beg you to spare my life!"

Fusu reached out and helped him up, "Okay. I promise you."

Meng Yi decisively added, "If there is any falsehood, the Qin law will be enforced."

The man trembled and said, "This year, the Yingshui flood caused disasters, and the whole village was affected. We couldn't pay the land tax. The emperor recruited soldiers to build a big wall in the north, and most of the men in our village were recruited. Only me, I heard that the male servants of rich families were not recruited. I, I lied and said that I could drive a car and came to the master's house to work... I got some money to support my mother... Sir, I know I was wrong, please spare my life."

"So, can you drive a car?"

"I... I can drive an ox cart..."

Fusu was silent for a long time, and helped him up again, "You are indeed wrong to evade labor and drive on the main street, causing the carriage to lose control and almost hurt people. But after all, you are filial and have no major faults, so get up first."

This is the biggest difference between the two.

Ying Zheng would kill him to uphold the Qin law. Then, for the shortcomings of the law, the relatives of the criminals would be compensated. Fusu, on the other hand, would not kill people to uphold a law that he knew was flawed.

"Qin law stipulates that every tenth of each household's land is tax land. In a disaster year, only the tax grain of the tax land will be reduced. If there is really no harvest, you can wait for a good year to postpone the tax grain payment. In this situation, why can't you pay the tax?"

"Alas, my lord, you don't know." Seeing that the young man in front of him had a great demeanor in every move, and did not seem to be a strict person, the man's panic was reduced a little. "My humble family originally belonged to the old Chu State. After the Chu State was destroyed, the royal and noble families did not leave. They acquired good land and reported it as barren land. Therefore, I, I..." As he said this, he couldn't help crying again.

In this way, the powerful and wealthy would not have to pay taxes to the empire. The more land they acquired, the greater the profit. Poor farmers who had to hand over their land under the pressure, with no grain to harvest and no grain to pay taxes...

Fusu was slightly surprised, "Didn't His Majesty order the royal families of the six countries to live in Xianyang?"

"They are just branches of the royal family. Who would want to live under the eyes of others?"

As far as he knew, Zhang Liang, who was famous in Han Xinzheng and Xiang Liang of Chu, were both wandering in the East China Sea and were not held hostage in Xianyang.

So, if the people of the six countries did not all respond to the call to live in Xianyang, why did his father turn a blind eye?

Fusu thought that his father just wanted to wipe them out.

But he was too narrow-minded. As an emperor, Ying Zheng naturally understood what it meant to be relaxed.

Although there was an order for the nobles of the six countries to return to Xianyang, Ying Zheng knew very well that not all of them would be killed.

The people of the six countries could not be killed.

Only let them slowly get used to the existence of Qin, get used to the life of Qin... until the end, they regard everything of Qin as a part of themselves, and no longer have the heart to resist.

At that time, Qin can continue to pass on, and pass on peacefully.

This is a period of transition. Don't rush.

If Ying Zheng hadn't suddenly felt that his body was no longer as good as before in the past two years, he would not have stepped up all the construction projects so much.

He needs to clear all obstacles of Qin during his lifetime.

"What's your name?" Fusu asked.

"Villain Cao Shen."

The author has something to say: Originally, I wanted to draw a simple murder map, but I was too clumsy and didn't understand the Jinjiang picture code link and the like. It's better for all the little angels to use their imagination freely.