From the wrist, there is a warm current flowing along the meridians, the churning qi and blood are calmed, and the loss of air and blood is temporarily filled with qi.

At any moment, the feeling of blood gushing up from the mouth will disappear, and the mind will no longer be dizzy, and there will be no more nausea and vomiting.

Lu Buwei nodded at Ying Cheng and said, "It's okay."

Retracting his wrist, he smiled bitterly and handed the bamboo slip that he had been holding tightly in his hand to Ying Chengcheng.

"I didn't expect retribution to come so quickly."

Li Si, who was beside him, saw that Lu Buwei was handing the bamboo slip with one hand instead of holding it with both hands, and his eyelids lowered slightly.

Lü Buwei and Chang'an Jun are not like lords and doormen, so Lü Buwei is not a loser if he is a lord.

Ying Chengyun casually put the bamboo slips aside, and then grabbed Lu Buwei's hand, looking impatient.

"Yue'er go find a healer, Uncle Lu, take your hand. If you don't heal quickly at your age, let alone three years of life. ”

Yue Nu nodded her head slightly, and her hair was like ripples moving lightly, her figure had disappeared, and the fragrance on her body had not disappeared.

Lu Buwei put aside the hand that Ying Cheng Chan stretched out to give him to continue to stabilize his physical condition, and pushed the bamboo slip back towards Ying Cheng Chan with a serious face.

"You will see it first, and then you will talk after reading it."

Ying Chengcheng didn't take the bamboo slip in front of his arm at all.

Raising his eyelids slightly, he glared at the stubborn little old man who was looking at him growing up, and his fingers were a little heavier on the table.

With a "bang", a one-inch-deep hole was poked out of the solid hardwood table.

Li Si smacked his tongue secretly when he saw this scene, thinking that this martial art was not much worse than Gai Nie and Zhao Gao, who personally protected His Majesty.

"Honestly take your hands and don't force me to use force."

Two equally stubborn people looked at each other, Lu Buwei sighed, there was blood left on his yellowish teeth, and he honestly stretched out his hand.

Compared with Ying Cheng, who can fight with the world's top master Yue Nu for a long time without a firearm in his arms, the martial arts that Lu Buwei practiced are simply not on the stage.

Rather than being forced to regulate the body, it is better to take the initiative.

Respect for the elderly, Ying Cheng is very professional.

The five fingers re-attached to Lü Buwei's wrist, and the Zhongzheng peace and internal force obtained from his practice of "The Yellow Emperor" slowly passed it little by little.

If it is too fast, it will backfire, and it may directly pass Lü Buwei, and Lü Buwei's current physical condition is called void in the eyes of doctors.

"What retribution is not retribution, it is all a psychological effect, don't think nonsense. If there is really a good reward for good and evil in this world, then what do you want Legalists to do? Is it Bruce? ”

Ying Chengcheng thought that Lu Buwei was saying that what he did in Han Di attracted retribution, so his heart was damaged today, and Wen Yan comforted Lu Buwei.

With his internal force, he sensed that Lü Buwei, who was like a candle in the wind, now had no wind, could burn stably, and his vital signs were stable.

Only then did Ying Chengcheng have the mood to say a word to Prime Minister Zuo of Qin Guo, who had been waiting next to him and had no complaints.

Li Si was wearing a wide robe with large sleeves, he crossed his hands in front of his forehead, and saluted Ying Cheng slightly, and the two black sleeves covered his face, and his facial expression could not be seen.

"Chang'anjun's words are wrong. Human nature is inherently evil, and the Legalists use the art of criminal names as a rope to firmly lock human nature. What Legalism seeks lies in the centralization of monarchical power and in everything that is conducive to the development of the country. As the so-called sage can strengthen the country, it is lawless. ”

After dealing with Ying Cheng Chan for so long, extremely smart people like Li Si have already had a rough idea of Ying Cheng Chan's heart, and know that Ying Cheng Chan and the First Emperor are actually the same kind of people.

I love to listen to flattery, and I don't mind a few more people like this around me. But what the two of them like, those who reuse must have real talents and real learning.

When it came to the Legalist theory that he was best at, Li Si decided to refute it after thinking about it for a while, shaking his belly full of ink to show his talent.

"Taken out of context." Ying Chengcheng said with a smile: "This sentence should have been: The Dharma loves the people, and the Rite is so convenient." It is a saint who can strengthen the country, and it is lawless. Gou can benefit the people, not follow his etiquette.

"Shang Jun is to say that the law and etiquette are all for the protection of the people, which is beneficial to things, and there is no need to blindly imitate the ancient system. As long as the sage can strengthen the country, he does not need to follow the original rituals. As long as the ritual system is beneficial to the people, there is no need to stick to the old rites.

"You only talk about strengthening the country and not benefiting the people, and you misinterpret the original intention of the Shang Jun. People who don't know still think that your Legalist is a pure utilitarianism, disregarding the lives of the people and completely serving the king. ”

Li Si put down his two big sleeves, his rigid face was full of seriousness, and he nodded solemnly: "Legalism is a pure utilitarian who completely serves the king, as Chang'an Jun said. Laws and regulations are used to protect the lives of the people, only because the people belong to the king.

"The saint can strengthen the country, and the lawlessness is in the forefront. Gou can benefit the people, not follow his etiquette. If the country is strong and the people are at odds with each other, they should take the front and the back. The monarch is in the country, the country is in the people, and this order must not be disordered. ”

Among the hundreds of sons, except for the Mohists, there is no doctrine that speaks for the people and serves the people.

For example, Confucianism hopes to devote itself to restoring the doctrine of the nobility of the Zhou rites, Legalism values the doctrine that serves the king at the moment, and Taoism advocates Yao Shunyu Tang and hopes to restore the ancient doctrine of Heavenly Dao.

Reason 1, the period of a hundred schools of thought was the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, at this time, those who could read and write were basically aristocrats, and the class they were in was aristocrats, and the positions they were born to stand on were basically aristocrats.

Reason 2: In ancient societies with royal power, privileges, and no human rights. Even in peacetime, it is difficult for a doctrine to become powerful without the nobility. Not to mention that in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when the heroes competed, those doctrines whose positions had nothing to do with kings and nobles could not even make a ripple and disappear.

Ying Chengcheng and Lu Buwei glanced at each other, saw Lu Buwei nodded, and knew that Lu Buwei also recognized Li Si.

I wanted to take this opportunity to talk to Li Si about the development process that the Fajia should have in the future.

To realize his idea, he alone will not be able to exhaust him to death.

Gathering the strength of many people, he touches the fish every day and does not delay the world, and follows the route he expects.

Sou~

A sudden, unwarning gust of wind blew into the hall.

Where the wind dispersed, there was a Yue girl with fluttering and heroic hair, and a middle-aged man who was carried by a Yue girl on her back, wearing a coarse linen shirt, and holding a medical book in her hand.

The middle-aged man was starless and a little dazed.

As a doctor in Chang'an's Mansion, he was still reciting medical books in his room just now.

As soon as I heard the sound of the door, my body was light, and my feet were lifted off the ground.

The wind was blowing in my ears, and I couldn't see the scenery clearly, but I could only see it constantly retreating.

"Sir."

His feet fell to the ground, and the middle-aged doctor, who had been relieved for a moment, saw Ying Chengcheng in front of him, and called softly with a medical book.

Looking back, he glanced at the Yue Nu who loosened her shirt behind her, and then turned her head to look at Ying Cheng.

With a wry smile, he said, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Ying Chengcheng glanced at Yue Nu, and Yue Nu raised her chin proudly and looked like you don't need to praise me.

Yue Nu, who handles secret matters for Zhao Ji, has always been so efficient.

"It's the old man who has something."

As soon as Lu Buwei spoke, the middle-aged doctor's eyes moved to his face, and his complexion changed as soon as he saw it.

"It's heartbreaking!"

While saying in his heart that it was no wonder that he was in such a hurry, he took out the silver needle he had brought with him.

Ying Chengcheng gave the middle-aged doctor a place, and asked the middle-aged doctor to give Lü Buwei a silver needle to protect his heart and veins first, and then check the pulse to determine his specific condition.

"Zuo Xiang once said that a hundred schools of thought change with time and change due to the situation, I don't know if this has changed in Zuo Xiang's heart today?"

Ying Chengcheng spoke, took the bamboo slip in his hand and gently unfolded it.

"Unchanged."

Chang Anjun really values talent and learning.

Li Si was overjoyed in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's good if it doesn't change, no matter how the law is changed, Daqin will rule the country by law. However, the law of time is not the law of today, and the law of peace should not be the same as the law of wartime. If you don't mind, you will have to help with your left when the time comes. ”

"I don't dare to ask for ears."

Li Si said overjoyed.

He knew that if he said this, it meant that he was labeled as Chang'an Junfu and firmly bound to Ying Chengcheng.

That's exactly what he was asking for.

Li Si didn't care what happened to the Legalists.

What the superior wants the Legalist to become, Li Si can turn the Legalist into what it is.

Li Si studied Confucianism and taught the Fa, all for the sake of the doctrine itself.

It's for himself to get ahead, for a position of power.

After receiving Li Si's affirmative reply, Ying Chengcheng began to carefully read the bamboo slip that Lü Buwei had returned.

As soon as I saw that the names and surnames in front of it were all in front of it, and the names arranged to go to the city of Handi, I knew that this bamboo slip was something that Lü Buwei had been dreaming of sleeping at night in recent days.

Uncle Lu definitely didn't tell me these names, I didn't even know them.

Ying Cheng looked at ten columns, pulled directly to the far left, and his eyes were wide open.

[Lü Buwei, how does it feel that the decree cannot be carried out? 】

Just looking at this line of words, Ying Chengcheng can feel resentment, anger, and hatred from it.

He recognized that this was the first emperor's own handwriting, not Zhao Gao, Gai Nie's ghostwriting.

"Uncle Lu, you have indeed suffered retribution." Ying Chengcheng raised his head and said seriously.

This retribution did not come from heaven, but from the First Emperor.

"Your Majesty is like this, the old man can't do it, I only ask you to go to Xianyang Palace once."

As soon as Lu Buwei's mouth moved, the silver needles on his face began to tremble.

Looking at his head, it's like a talking cactus.

"I'm not going."

Ying Chengcheng shook his head.

Last time, he scared Zhao Ji and beat Zhao Ji with the hand of his uncle and grandfather, and let Zhao Ji return to Yongdi on his own.

Although the First Emperor, an insider and indulgent, knew the reason, he was still in a bad mood, and when he saw that his nose was not a nose and his eyes were not eyes.

At this moment, Ying Chengcheng didn't want to go in and scold.

"What about this ......"

The cactus is speechless.

He has been a prime minister for half his life, and he has never encountered anything that makes the monarch angry in major national affairs.

He always thought that there was nothing wrong with not giving the First Emperor real power, and he began to reflect on whether he suppressed the First Emperor too hard.

The first emperor read hundreds of books on Confucianism, law, ink, Taoism, and soldiers, but he believed that it was the Legalists who could govern the country and strengthen the country.

It was because he wanted to restore the Shang Dynasty as soon as he came to power, which was contrary to the miscellaneous concept held by Lü Buwei.

In the case of a conflict of ideas, Lü Buwei, who did not accept the rule of the First Emperor, was dictatorial and insisted on going his own way, and was not allowed to deal with the Legalist policies pursued by the First Emperor.

This is not that he deliberately suppressed the First Emperor and suppressed the royal power, but he did think that this would be detrimental to the Qin State.

The first emperor's reply was angry, and he vomited blood, because the first emperor did not consider national affairs at all, but aimed at him personally.

Lü Buwei understands the meaning of this sentence - I don't accept your political opinions.

"Nothing, nothing."

Ying Chengcheng found a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote at the end of the chapter in front of Lü Buwei.

[Brother Huang gives face. 】

handed it to Li Si and said, "Resubmit it to the imperial brother."

"Yui."

Li Si responded to the order and bowed his head to Yingcheng.

"Chang'an Junfu doesn't have these false courtesies." Ying Cheng said casually.

Li Si had a smile on his face, raised his head, put down his hand, and was very obedient.

"Yui."

The few times he came to Chang'an Jun's Mansion before, he saluted like this, and Ying Chengcheng didn't say anything about him.

This time, he told him the rules of Chang'an Junfu, and Li Si thought that this was another manifestation of his integration into Chang'an Junfu.

Li Si does not think that not practicing etiquette is a sign of disrespect, and this Legalist who learns Confucianism and practice the law thinks that whoever serves must follow the rules of whom.

For example, if you don't bow in the Chang'an Monarch's Mansion, this is the rule of Ying Cheng, and this is a kind of law.

The biggest rule in the world is the law.

The sons of a hundred schools of thought are not only proclaiming their doctrines in their mouths.

If you look closely, you can find that their behavior and thoughts are not in line with their own doctrines.

This is how ideas change people.

"Wait, wait, wait."

Ying Cheng called out to Li Si.

Quickly walked to the door, Li Si, who was holding the concerto, turned back in confusion, this time he did not salute.

"You first see if the name and surname on this are correct, Uncle Lu has ignored the government for ten years, and he may not be able to find a suitable candidate for Han Di."

The royal brother is not a person with a small belly, he shouldn't be angry because of that little back then, is there a problem with the list?

When Lu Buwei heard this, he was immediately excited.

How can I question my candidate, I have been looking for three days and two nights!

The cactus ball trembled violently, and the middle-aged doctor who treated it frowned, and a needle pierced one of Lu Buwei's key points.

Lü Buwei was very conscious, but he could no longer dominate his body and could not move.

"If you want to die, don't move!"

Doctors hate patients who don't take their illness seriously, so what do you do with a doctor if they don't take it seriously?

"Yui."

Li Si chose the latter very simply in front of the sovereign, the sovereign, and unfolded the chapter to watch carefully.

As a close minister of the First Emperor, a favored minister, and has been in a high position in the court for ten years, Li Si is very familiar with these names on the list.

After a stick of incense, Li Si closed the music and said seriously: "Let Si write this list, it's too late."

The old man said that the list was not wrong!

Lu Buwei's eyes rolled back and forth.

Ying Chengcheng nodded thoughtfully and said, "Then you send it over, and I'll see how the imperial brother returns."

"Yui."

In the evening, the music entered the Xianyang Palace along with the other musicals.

Day.

Li Si knew that Ying Chengcheng got up late, so he took the letter to Chang'an Jun's Mansion at noon.

Ying Chengcheng and Lu Buwei, who was recuperating in the mansion and did not go to the Xiangbang Mansion to check in, took a look, and at the end of the chapter were two big characters written by the first emperor himself.

[Don't give! 】

"Hey my temper!"

Ying Cheng didn't want to eat rice, so he rode out of Chang'an Jun's Mansion and went straight to Xianyang Palace.

(End of chapter)