Chapter 12: I Can't Make You Cry!
The long and tedious earth sacrifice ended with the Confucian scholars eating the flies.
The shamelessness of the Great Qin monarchs and ministers simply broke through their imagination.
The black is said to be white, and what is said is the same as the real thing, can you deceive yourself, and deceive all living beings in the world?
Can you stop the mouths of the people?
Acting like this is really ridiculous, and it only increases the laughing stock of the world!
However, after the ceremony, Ying Zheng did not go down the mountain, looked down at the military ministers under the mountain, and said loudly: "I have been on the throne for twenty-eight years, and the year of establishment has passed, but I have not established a prince. ”
"Today, there is the eldest son Fusu, who is resolute and brave, generous and virtuous, and believes in people and fights hard......"
"Today, the crown prince is the prince of the country, and all the people know it!"
The voice fell, and the scene was silent for a moment.
Then the civil and military officials all faced the direction of Xianyang in Guanzhong and bowed their hands.
On this eastern tour, Fusu did not accompany him and stayed in Xianyang, Guanzhong, so the ministers worshiped from afar to show their reverence for the crown prince.
Among them, the happiest are Chun Yuyue and the Confucian scholars who were tired of it a moment ago, if it weren't for the occasion, the scruples of Yingzheng in front of him, I am afraid that he would have to celebrate with the crown.
Fusu studied under Chun Yuyue since he was a child, and studied Confucianism.
Now Fusu is the prince, and in the future he will be the second emperor, a lord of the world who is deeply influenced by Confucianism, which is undoubtedly great news for Confucianism!
I can't say that in the future, Confucianism will be able to sit on an equal footing with the Legalists in the Great Qin Dynasty, and even suppress the Legalists!
Well, this is probably the reason why Li Si and Zhao Gao conspired to raise Hu Hai to the throne after Yingzheng's death, because once Fusu ascended to the throne, the courtiers of the Legalist family would inevitably lose their past glory, or even lose power directly, and be suppressed by Confucianism, they are unwilling!
"The eighteenth son under my knees, named Zihu, is now at the age of binding his hair......"
When the ministers were thinking differently, Yingzheng on the top of the mountain spoke again, and the voice came down the mountain, and the officials were busy holding their breath to listen.
But in an instant, the hundred officials were stunned, and everyone turned their heads together to look at the infamous fat black boy.
Why did the First Emperor suddenly mention this stubborn tiger of the clan?
Zhao Zihu noticed that N Duo's eyes were focused on his face, and he couldn't help frowning secretly, he didn't like the feeling of being noticed by everyone in public.
This gave him the illusion that he was not wearing clothes, and he was ashamed!
But it's a pity that today is not yesterday, and he can't jump around, distract everyone, and then slip away.
Today he is one of the protagonists!
Zhao Zihu only hopes that Ying Zheng's elegant words for himself to be crowned an official can be a little shorter and end the matter quickly.
"Hmm...... When you are old, you can't be idle all the time, so you can be a doctor to be edicted, temper it first, and you can also be a virtuous minister of the clan in the future. ”
Ying Zheng didn't know whether he heard Zhao Zihu's heart, or he really couldn't think of any elegant words, so he praised the notorious rotten boy with a clear conscience, so it was extremely short, extremely vernacular, and hastily sealed Zhao Zihu an official.
The civil and military officials were stunned for a moment, and then they all lowered their heads and waved their hands to congratulate Zhao Zihu.
It's just that one by one's shoulders are shaking slightly, looking like they are collectively dyed with wind and cold!
Zhao Zihu's gaze swept around, and finally his gaze fell on Chun Yuyue, who was closest to him, and all the Confucian scholars.
Their shoulders are shaking the most!
"The son of the minister receives the order, thank the father for the emperor's ......"
Zhao Zihu rubbed his hands together, saluted Yingzheng on the mountain, and thanked the official position.
Then, taking the opportunity to bow down, he turned his head to look at the expressions of Chun Yuyue and the Confucian scholars.
They lowered their heads one by one, but they were all holding back their laughter, holding back very hard, and their expressions were very hideous!
"Teachers, are you laughing at Zihu without virtue?"
Zhao Zihu lowered his voice and asked.
Chun Yuyue immediately denied it: "No." ”
Zhao Zihu was annoyed: "I obviously saw that the teachers were holding back their laughter!" ”
Chun Yuyue: "Childe is wrong...... Cough cough cough ......"
Although he didn't want to admit it, he was amused by Zhao Zihu's resentful expression, and he could only cough to cover up his laughter.
And his smile directly triggered a chain reaction, and the Confucian scholars who were closer couldn't help but cough again and again.
This noodle is really like a collective cold!
Zhao Zihu Danfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.
Look at my jokes, huh?
I can't make you cry!
"Father, such a grand event should be painted for future generations to admire."
Zhao Zihu suddenly said loudly to Yingzheng, who was about to go down the mountain.
Ying Zheng paused and said with interest: "How to paint to remember?" Is it like a stone carving of Songde, carving a mural? ”
Zhao Zihu shook his head: "How can such a grand event be enough?" When copying thousands of copies, it will be sent to Kyushu all over the world, and posted in various counties and townships for thousands of Li Shu to pay respect! ”
"How do I reproduce?"
"Please don't move, the sons will copy and paint, and there will be their own magic methods to copy in the future."
"Exactly."
Ying Zheng waved his sleeves.
Zhao Zihu looked left and right, found the good brother Wang Li, and asked him to find a piece of ink and a piece of white silk half a foot square.
The king turned his head away and went to find it.
After about a quarter of an hour, ink and white silk were found.
Zhao Zihu spread the white silk on the ground, let the four forbidden soldiers press the four corners, and he took the ink and dipped it into the saliva.
Then, lying on the white silk, he pouted his ass and began to paint, looking up from time to time.
Han Fei and Chun Yuyue, who were closer to Zhao Zihu, and all the Confucian scholars stretched their necks to watch.
Zhao Zihu doesn't have any earth-shattering painting skills, what he can draw is stick figures, and his level is extremely limited, that is, the level of desertion and graffiti in textbooks when he was in school in his previous life.
However, the advantage lies in the novelty of the painting, grasping the key points with a few strokes, and has sketched a character image, Han Fei and Chun Yuyue, as well as all the Confucian scholars, are also amazed.
Zhao Zihu first painted Liangfu Mountain, and then painted Yingzheng standing on the top of Liangfu Mountain, painting it particularly tall, almost half as tall as Liangfu Mountain, through the twelve emperors' crowns, as well as moire gowns and other key points, outlining his identity image.
Next, there is the painting of the civil and military officials under the mountain of Liang's father.
Zhao Zihu drew a villain with a few strokes, and the painting was fast and ...... Ugly, very perfunctory way of drawing.
But when it came time to paint Chun Yuyue and others, he painted them more carefully, outlining their images that were different from other officials through key points such as Confucian crowns, and then highlighting their crooked melons and cracked dates, with big heads and thin necks, hunched overbacks, and goatees with long and short goatees......
Chun Yuyue and the others originally watched it with relish, but when they realized that those crooked melons and cracked dates were themselves, they suddenly blew their beards angrily and glared, and they wanted to spurt blood!
This painting, however, has to be copied thousands of times, and it will be posted in the county and township pavilions.
In the future, the people of the world are used to it, and when they think of Confucianism, they are crooked melons and cracked dates, which makes them embarrassed, and how can they stand in the world!
Zhao Zihu seemed to feel the anger of Chun Yuyue and the others, raised his head and bared his teeth at them, and then continued to bow his head and paint.