The laws of Great Qin can not be shaken, and eunuchs and palace maids are forbidden to fornicate in Xianyang Palace.

Zhao Gao's throat mixed with tears, and in the moment of life and death, he hugged Yingzheng's leg and cried, "Your Majesty, the slave is a dog, Your Majesty's dog, this dog has served you for decades, but the dog also knows a little bit of pain, and the dog occasionally thinks about the taste of being a man, but the slave is the dog, the dog is the dog, the slave smells the smell, without the permission of the master, the dog never dares to think about it!"

He hugged the lead-filled thigh tightly, and his snot flowed, "Your Majesty is most tired at this time, and the awakening tea is slowly roasted on the stove for two hours, and the heat at this time is just right, and the entrance is warm and the stomach is not hot, so the slave will serve this awakening tea to Your Majesty, and please let the servant serve Your Majesty's last pot, and then go on the road."

The emperor looked down at his embarrassment.

It's like the statues made of copper and iron everywhere in this Xianyang city.

High up, cold and cold.

Zhao Gaozhen hoped to die like this, and hoped that he could look at himself again and look at his old dog.

Unexpectedly, the palace maid next to him trembled and spoke for him: "Your Majesty, it was the slave maid who volunteered."

"Twenty of the tortures, go down."

Loosening that leg, Zhao Gao sizzled and gasped with difficulty.

He turned his head to look, and he could no longer see the figure of the emperor Wei'an, and the ecstasy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made him prop his hands on the cold floor, "bang bang bang" and kowtow: "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you for Your Majesty's grace not to kill, Thank you Your Majesty for not killing, Thank Your Majesty, Thank Your Majesty..."

"The old slave thanks Your Majesty - Long live Your Majesty - Great Qin Yongchang - the old slave thanks Your Majesty ————"

He pulled his heart and knelt on the floor, one voice higher than the other, as thin as a leaf passing through a forest, and when the tail rhyme fell, it was comparable to a stone breaking the earth, and the little ghost called the soul.

*

After the reward banquet, the heroes of the Qin State received supreme honors, and Li Sirong was promoted to prime minister.

One person is below and ten thousand are above.

This is the era of His Majesty, and it is also the era of his Li Si scolding Fang Xuan!

The founding prime minister of the Great Qin Empire, his Li family, and his Li Si will be praised forever in the mouths of future generations, and will also be worshiped by thousands of officials in later generations.

After taking seriously the empty words in the officialdom, Li Si returned to the mansion. Touching his prime minister's seal, the joy in his mind and the joy in his heart suddenly exploded.

"Hahahahahaha."

He straightened his waist and paced the official steps, sweeping away the fatigue of the past few days, as if he had been ten years old, and looked around his golden mansion.

I saw that the paint was peeling off the threshold.

He scolded a few slaves.

The servants knelt down in front of him in great fear.

A maid squatted down to wipe his official boots for him, and was about to enter the dressing room, when he waved his hand, "No, this prime minister has his own success in his heart."

"No." "No."

Outside, a servant bent down and lowered his hand to deliver the message: "Returning to the Prime Minister, the order of the CRRC government has angered Your Majesty, and he has suffered a torture of twenty sticks, and his buttocks have rotted into rotten vegetables, and now he is lying in bed and cannot wake up, and it is estimated that he will not be able to get up at the end of the year."

"Left and right eunuchs, who is serving Your Majesty now?"

"Lord Hui Prime Minister, he is an apprentice of Zhao Gao, and he used to serve His Majesty in the past, called........." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Si, "Prime Minister Ben knows, you go down."

"Yes."

"Stop."

The slave was stopped again, and Li Si frowned and said, "The queen and Her Royal Highness have been here recently, how are they going?"

"It's business as usual, nothing else."

After the slave and maid retreated, Li Si rarely had a leisurely mood, walked into calligraphy, took off the pen, and the pen traveled among the dragons, and the hand-to-hand calligraphy was born. Therefore there is nothing more to criticize than to be humble, and nothing to be sad than to be poor. For a long time in a lowly position, in a place of hardship, not in the world but for evil gain, and in self-reliance on inaction, this is not a gentleman's feelings."

"Humility is shame, poverty is sorrow."

"Lis, Li

Si."

He stroked his beard and shook his head twice, "You are no more than a hamster in your life, and you have such a successful day when you will be in the clouds!"

I also held and appreciated my own calligraphy in all directions.

Li Si sighed, "Five hundred and thirty years after my death, there will be someone to do it for me."

The henchman beside him sharpened the ink for him, and also catered to him: "The word prime minister is more difficult to find than gold, I am afraid that it is difficult to produce a person to write for the prime minister for a thousand years, and the eight words on the jade seal, 'Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity', are enough to be passed down from generation to generation."

Generations, from generation to generation.

Li Si held his hand, such a powerful position of meritorious service layer by layer, his Li Si's majestic strategy is enough to assist in creating a prosperous era beyond the past and the present.

He wasn't one of those old-fashioned preachers.

For a distant and nihilistic ideal, he struggled between the square inches of books, and all he wanted was Shilu, so that he could live for a hundred years and extend his power to the extreme.

Right now, his foundation is in His Majesty.

But a hundred years later, His Majesty became an ancient, so isn't his foundation going to fall?

Li Si sank his eyes, and he had to start laying the groundwork first.

"How's it going inside the Vientiane Pavilion?"

"Back to the Prime Minister, the text compiled by Dr. Yigan is nearing completion, and it will be completed in a few days, and they are very grateful to the Prime Minister for your promotion and heavy responsibility for them."

Li Si smiled faintly: "What kind of gratitude is the promotion of heavy responsibilities, the original appearance is just to show a face, they just make an extra sound." They are all old-fashioned scholars, and if they can't get off the elevated road, they can't take off their clothes, they can't even make beasts, and they still want to climb up, it's difficult."

He also said, "I also heard that there are a few of them who want to go back to the ancient times and divide the seals, and practice the ancient system hahahaha."

Confidant: "Yes, how can they be as wise as Prime Minister You, and they are not even worthy of licking your shoes."

He flicked his sleeves and said, "They don't know about Your Majesty today, at that time the original appearance was still a down-and-out bachelor, and Your Majesty was only a young man, wearing a high crown, and his appearance was full of imperial skills, but he didn't dare to look at His Majesty at all, what is an emperor, this is the real emperor, an emperor who is difficult to produce a person in a thousand years, can they control it by holding high the signboard of a sage?"

"They don't understand Your Majesty, that the cars are on the same track, the books are the same, the lines are the same, the land is the same, the measurements are the same, and the coins are all symbolic."

Li Si said, "The country has borders, and Your Majesty's mind is vast and boundless, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary people."

His face flushed, and he knelt on the long table and turned out the stack of draft manuscripts, "Such a king, who is not afraid of the high merits of his courtiers, his courage, his new laws, and his innovation, can become the prime minister of the whole world. The original phase and His Majesty's mind are one system, abolishing the division of the seal, and placing the county and county, this is the creation of the year, and in the future, it will be difficult for the prime ministers of the ages to have their own merits."

Dragging the rough bamboo slips, Li Si was able to calm down a little: "How is Your Highness doing, you have to tell me in detail."

The henchmen were busy reporting to him.

*

The candle is shining.

Bai Tao held the bamboo slips in the light and looked at them, word by word, sometimes when he was tired, he threw the bamboo slips over, squinted again, woke up and looked at them intermittently, "Abolish the burial of the living, and replace it with terracotta figurines."

"Poof, Brother Zheng is really the initiator."

The little fox did not yet know how vulgar this law was in the mortal world of 'death as life, and death as life, and death as life,' and she was only good at entertaining herself on boring days.

I've finished reading this bamboo slip of the Great Qin Law.

She drew a plum blossom paw print to indicate that she had read it, and then tied it with a cow belt.

He picked up another bamboo slip.

Seeing sleepy, she yawned big, her eyes were hazy, she sucked Qiong's nose, tears rolled in her eyes, as if she had been bullied.

Ying Zheng was next to her for the long case review and folding, and let her mess around beside her.

Bai Tao lay on the desk and looked at him, his eyebrows were obscure and condensed, obviously completely immersed in affairs, and he threw himself aside.

Hum.

It's obviously a rare companion to come over, and it's also to deal with never-ending political affairs.

With silent footsteps, she burrowed into his arms and popped her head out again, like starry eyes, looking up at him, "Brother Zheng."

"Hmm."

He didn't look at her, and his slender fingers touched her head indiscriminately.

"I just read the Great Qin New Law, and there are a few that I really like very much, so I can't help but come over."

Bai Tao said softly, "The above new regulations stipulate that a woman can keep her property after marriage, if the husband is unfaithful, it is like a breeding pig, and the wife is not guilty of killing, if the husband uses force against his wife, he will shave his hair, eyebrows, beard, and parade through the streets, and the wife will marry herself when the husband dies, and the wife will marry herself, and the wife will not be guilty."

"The affairs of men and women are fair and fair, and I treat them equally."

He reached out and touched her head again.

Bai Tao was kneaded very comfortably, his heart trembled a few times, and he bent his lips beside him and obediently helped him tidy up these bamboo slips.

Ying Zheng asked, "I'm too busy to be negligent, how is Hai'er doing?"

"Very obedient and ignorant."

Bai Tao has nothing to hide from his little cub, and tells the truth, "Although so many teachers take turns to teach, he can learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and he has a lot of gains, but in the end, there is a lack of serious teacher discipline, and the teacher had better be stricter, if he is really disobedient, he can beat him a few more times."

He rubbed his eyebrows: "In a few days, I will test his homework, and then find a good teacher for him."

There's nothing wrong with the little cub's homework...

Bai Tao pursed her lips at the eyes that looked at Ying Zheng, suppressed the strangeness in her heart, and said, "Brother Zheng, you are stricter, but you can't be soft-hearted."

"I've never been merciful to him."

*

"Mother, are we really going to sit here?"

In the attic of the Politics Building, the room is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Hu Hai was dressed in regular clothes, looking at the long case and cushion with disgust, and tightly tugging on Bai Tao's fingers.

"That's right."

Bai Tao smiled softly, pulled out his hand and patted his brain.

As for the unusual thinking of her little cub, she has been thinking about it for several nights recently, and finally figured out a little.

It's like when I was a kid and a fox cub.

When she was a child, she lived on the top of the mountain, and she felt that the flowers all over the mountain were her own, and the flowers outside the mountain were the same.

The birds sing for her, and the butterflies fly for her.

Until her own stubbornness led to being stung by a bee, the feeling of pain told her, no, not like this.

This little cub has grown up in the palace since he was a child, and everyone else flatters him, and those sets of words are good to him. He probably felt that everyone in the world revolved around him.

He couldn't understand everyone but himself, his father, and his mother.

She said: "This is a good place, coming and going is extraordinary, there is a world full of learning, there is a political talent here, called Uncle Zhang, when the Six Kingdoms have not yet perished, the battle situation he commented on is to analyze the texture, the score is not bad, and it is easy to understand, so that a group of illiterate people understand the truth and go ignorant. Don't look at the illiterate people, but their wisdom in the four seasons and life is far beyond what you can imagine, which is why Mrs. Qing has spent countless sums of money to list talents and run this political pavilion."

As she spoke, Bai Tao looked at Ba Qingwoman.

As she grew older, her legs became more and more inconvenient, she sat on a stool and supported her crutches, and smiled at Xiao Huhai with a wrinkled face, "Ouch, the queen has tormented the old woman."

Bai Tao quipped, "Huh? What is torment? Sister Qing, how did you humble yourself in front of the children?"

"Ahem, ahem."

When Ba Qing was holding on to the tea cup and drinking the pill, he choked and coughed.

Hu Hai blinked at this old man, he had seen her in the palace, when his father put on a guard of honor to bring her into the palace, and in the wave of confiscating weapons in the world, he authorized her to have a unique dansha industry

The army is armed.

At that time, it was far away, and I only heard the noise of dancing and music.

She sat in the sedan chair, faintly mistaken.

I didn't expect it to be an old man who was so rotten that he died, Hu Hai sneered in his heart, there were no old people in the palace, and the smell on their bodies was really pungent and unpleasant.

Hu Hai nodded obediently on the surface.

Ba Qingnu replied to him in fear.

Bai Tao saw that there was no big mouth below, and said regretfully, "I guess that big mouth won't come today."

The little cub said domineeringly: "There is only one head left and right, if you want him to come, do you have the courage not to come?"

"What are you doing standing there and not coming and sitting?"

Bai Tao saw that he was still standing there stupidly and glanced at it.

He hugged his chest coolly, "Mother, the child wants to stand to protect the queen mother, not to sit."

Ba Qingnu pushed down the plate: "This is surimi cake, Your Highness come and taste it, the children in the clan love to eat it."

"You can't call me Your Highness outside."

He pursed his lips, "Also, I've grown up, I'm not a child, I don't like to eat surimi crisp, and there is nothing delicious in the palace."

He said to Bai Tao again, "Mother, it's not fun outside the palace at all, we've been out for so long, my father should be worried, let's go back to the palace."

Just one word.

Lose.

I was curious, and I hated this and that.

"Returning to the palace so soon?"

Bai Tao smiled softly on the surface, and his paws were about to rub sparks on the table, if he wasn't a little cub and not a little fox at this moment, she would really throw him down the stairs and rub the mud.