The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 195: The latecomers of Xinxue surpassed the latecomers, Li Si's rat philosophy, Zhang Cang who could not become an immortal but a saint
There was a surge of emotion outside the Supreme Court.

The soft girl in the Court of Justice is acting coquettishly.

"Father, I want him to be my husband!" The ten-year-old Seventh Princess Tian Yan stomped her feet and shook Qi Wang Jian's arm.

The girl had two ponytails and wore a sea-blue robe embroidered with light ripples.

The body twisted like the ripples of the East China Sea.

Qi Wang Jian, who was thirty years old and in the prime of his life, looked at the laughing young man with admiration, touched his daughter's head and said:
"You still need to ask your eldest mother about this matter."

Speaking of his mother, the expression on Qi Wangjian's face became noticeably gloomier and his interest immediately dropped.

"Let's go." Qi Wangjian took his seventh daughter's hand and turned around: "There's no more excitement to watch."

The seventh princess didn't want to leave.

While struggling, he turned his head to look at Ying Chengjiao.

Her round face was puffed up, her big eyes didn't blink, and she muttered:

"When Qin agrees to the marriage, Yan has her parents' permission and the matchmaker's words, so you have no choice but to marry her...ah!"

Tian Yan suddenly screamed, her pretty face turned into a kitten, tears streaming down her face:

"I won't get married! I won't get married! I won't get married!"

The strange behavior of his daughter made King Qi Jian stop.

The king looked back, horrified and moved:

"This……"

King Jian of Qi saw it in front of the gate of the Supreme Court.

The prince Cheng Jiao from Qin State grabbed a Qi State-style long sword with both hands and stabbed it into the heart of the death row prisoner.

The eight-year-old boy, who was not much taller than Qi Jian, gritted his teeth, gathered all his strength, the tendons on his forehead throbbing, and grabbed Qi Jian with both hands and pressed down hard.

Qi Jian sank inch by inch into the prisoner's heart.

At the age of eight, he killed someone in the street.

Qi Wang Jian was horrified and hurriedly called people to ask what happened when he turned around and took a few steps.

A clerk from the Imperial Court who had been watching from the sidelines had a look of shock on his face and reported respectfully:

"Yingzi insisted on taking off the prisoner's last piece of clothing before letting him go.

"The prisoner was so angry that he got up from the ground and rushed towards Yingzi, intending to harm him.

“As soon as the prisoner stood up, he was held down by two soldiers behind him.

"The prisoner could not move, and kept spewing obscene words, insulting Yingzi and his mother.

"Then……"

The official paused, still unable to get over what had just happened.

The murderer was not an eighteen-year-old boy, but an eight-year-old boy!

The clerk swallowed his saliva, and for some reason he felt uneasy as he continued:
"Ying Zi said: 'This man insulted my mother, just like he killed my father! I cannot live with him as I hate him as much as I hate him!'

"After saying this, Yingzi snatched the long sword from the soldier's waist and stabbed it into the prisoner's heart. Your Majesty saw what happened next..."

"The enemy of my father cannot be shared with me... This is what Confucius said." There was a hint of fear in King Jian of Qi's eyes.

Through Prince Qin, the king saw the tiger and wolf country, Qin, dominating the far west.

[The Qin people can kill people at the age of eight, how terrible...]
King Qi Jian was terrified, and his daughter's cries continued in his ears:

"I won't marry! I won't marry! I don't want to marry him!"

In front of the Tingwei Mansion.

The Grand Secretary Sheng of the Supreme Court took three steps back and held onto the high wall of the Supreme Court Mansion.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Ying Chengjiao was no longer filled with admiration, but fear.

The prisoner's heart was pierced and he died immediately.

He opened his mouth, and blood gushed out, coating his mouth:

"You bastard! You said you would let me go..."

Ying Chengjiao had a ruthless look on his face and thrust his sword hard again without communicating with anyone.

The teachers and students of the Jixia Academy looked at the young man with eyes filled with joy, worry, love and fear.

Someone in the crowd shouted:
“Will a saint kill people?”

"Good question!" the boy shouted, "This question! You should ask your own heart! Ask your own conscience! Knowing good and evil! That is conscience!"

The words of the Lord will be spread far and wide, echoing in everyone's ears and shocking in everyone's heart, and everyone will feel awakened.

Lu Zhonglian, a scholar from Jixia Academy, had a complicated expression. He had an indelible sense of absurdity and weirdness about the fact that Ying Chengjiao killed someone at the age of eight - is this something a child can do?

But on the other hand, Lu Zhonglian, who looked down on the corruption of the nobles and was ashamed to be associated with them, agreed with the killing of the death row prisoner.

Lu Zhonglian, who was not well-known but was known as a son, asked himself.

[I agree that the prisoner on death row should be killed, but I don’t agree that it was this boy who killed the prisoner on death row.]
[What is the reason for this?]
[No, this is not reason, this is prejudice! It is my prejudice against this boy!]
Lu Zhonglian suddenly became enlightened, his eyes hardened, and he whispered:

“Only extraordinary people can do extraordinary things.

"If you want revolution, you can't be soft-hearted!
“Since this boy is worthy of my kneeling, isn’t it only natural for him to dare to kill the evildoer in the street?

“If evil is not eradicated, where will good reside?

"If the nobles don't die, how can the people rise up..."

Kong Bin remained silent for a long time before he said to his brother beside him:
"It turns out that the rumors in Xianyang are true."

Kong Chuan nodded silently. He was shocked even though he had a high opinion of Prince Chengjiao. He also remembered the rumor he heard in Xianyang - when Prince Chengjiao was seven years old, he killed Prince Gao of Zhao.

Kong Chuan didn't believe this rumor at that time.

Chunyu Yue clapped his hands and shouted "Cai".

Confucian students have always been able to speak the truth and be as good as the bow and sword.

Prince Chengjiao behaves like a Confucian scholar.

The Mo master of Qi, Xiangfu Xi, felt that he saw an old friend - Deng Lingxue, the Mo master of Chu, with whom he was not on good terms.

"If that fake Mo were here, he would be happy." Xiang Fuxi's tone was very bad, but there was a smile on his face and he was in a good mood.

Mohism has always advocated that those who kill should be put to death, and those who injure should be punished.

Shen Zhi, who later classified the Shenzi School as Legalist, shook his head and denied it:

“This man should die, there is a law.

"Yingzi killed him, which was a private punishment, which was wrong."

In the sixteenth year of King Jian of Qi, the first month and the sixteenth day.

Prince Chengjiao killed a prisoner in front of the gate of the Supreme Court to teach the world a lesson with conscience.

From this day on, the School of Mind has flourished in the Jixia Academy, with latecomers taking the lead.

Whenever Yingzi gave lectures, he would hold them in the teaching hall with the most seats.

There are five hundred seats, all of which are occupied.

The 23rd day of the second month, the 16th year of King Jian of Qi.

The envoy of Qi who went to Qin to seek marriage alliance returned to Linzi and accompanied the envoy of Qin.

The Queen Mother received the Qin envoy Mi Chen in the Qi Palace. Both sides expressed their approval of the marriage and were very happy. They had a pleasant conversation.

No one asked for the opinion of the seventh princess Tian Yan, and no one asked for the opinion of Ying Chengjiao.

At the gate of Jixia Academy, a man wearing a tall hat and a wide belt, who looked to be around thirty years old, stopped and did not move in.

He looked up and saw the four words "Jixia Academy" written in Qi script.

"Jixia Academy." He put his hands behind his back, held his head high and spoke in a short and sharp voice: "I, Li Si, this rat, am back again!"

Among the students coming and going, there were those who had been studying at the Jixia Academy for six or seven years.

Most people are surprised when they see his face.

Many people clasped their fists and stepped forward, saying "Tonggu".

Li Si, whose courtesy name was Tonggu.

When Xunzi took office as the chief academic officer of the Jixia Academy, he had two most proud students, and Li Si was one of them.

After a while of commotion at the door, a fat man dressed in the uniform of a Jixia student ran out, panting, with a puffy face and sweat dripping down his cheeks.

The fat man ran straight to Li Si, hunched over, leaned on his knees and gasped for breath.

After taking three breaths, he tilted his head back and looked at Li Si, saying happily:

"Brother, how did you come back? Have you accomplished your great mission?"

When Li Si saw the fat man, his stern face couldn't help but laugh, but his laugh was ugly.

He slapped the fat man's arm hard, feeling the flesh tremble continuously, and couldn't help but admonish him:

"Junior brother, what are you going to do if you continue like this?
"If you don't get rid of this fat on your body and the lust in your heart.

"If this continues for a long time, you will become weak and frail, and I'm afraid you won't live long!"

"Haha, I know that you have good intentions, Senior Brother." The fat man straightened up, looking very pleased with himself: "I, Zhang Cang, am now focusing on learning how to become an immortal. In the future, I want to be immortal and not be bothered by life!"

Zhang Cang had an intoxicated look on his face. He stretched out his arms like a flying bird and imagined that they were his own two wings.

He closed his eyes and chanted slowly:
"I will ride on the clouds, ride on the sun and the moon, and travel beyond the four seas."

Li Si's expression turned cold, and he could not suppress his anger. He tore off one of Zhang Cang's wings.

"After the teacher stopped being the chief priest, there are more swindling schools in the Jixia Academy! Who is the teacher who teaches the immortality?" Li Si was furious and walked towards the academy: "I will also come to see the immortal!"

"Brother, brother." Zhang Cang hugged Li Si and walked out the door: "What are you doing? You don't want to learn immortal arts, and you want to be the best. Don't hinder Cang from learning immortal arts! Didn't you write to me saying that you would treat me to a meal and Sleeping Beauty? Come on, come on..."

Li Si, still furious, was unable to break free from Zhang Cang and was forcibly dragged into Linzi City by Zhang Cang.

Zhang Cang said that he would spend all of his senior brother's money, but he took Li Si to the door of a small restaurant:
"Cang must eat until he has to lean on the wall to get out today!"

Li Si stood firm and pulled Zhang Cang who was about to go in:
"I said I would treat you to a delicious meal, and you chose this place to fill your stomach?"

Zhang Cang winked and laughed:

"Brother, I don't know you yet!

"It's just the two of us, why do you have to save face so much?

"You have a wife and children, and you have plenty of room for money.

"Listen to my junior brother, this place is good, let's go!"

Li Si's face turned red from holding back, which was why he was not pulled away by Zhang Cang.

He frowned and held his fellow apprentice's hand tightly:

"If Han Fei comes back, will you bring him here for food?"

Zhang Cang sighed in disappointment. He had never expected that after such a long time, Li Si was still competing with Han Fei:

"Brother, why do you always have to compare yourself with Brother Han Fei? People come from different backgrounds.

"Brother Han Fei will be a prince of Korea before he enters Jixia Academy. Born into the Korean royal family, he will naturally not lack money.

“Before you came to the Jixia Academy, you were just a minor official in the State of Chu, barely able to make ends meet.

"The fact that you are as knowledgeable as Brother Han Fei is already something to be proud of. Why do you have to compete with me even on something as trivial as eating?
"You are too proud, this won't do.

"Some things are already destined."

Li Si took out one or two taels of gold from his bosom and put them in his junior fellow apprentice's hand.

Zhang Cang took it subconsciously and looked down.

The two pieces of gold glowed slightly yellow in the sunlight, just like Brother Li Si's unwillingness to admit defeat and his unwillingness to give up over the years.

He looked at his senior brother and saw his mouth move.

He didn't know how many times he had heard his senior brother talk about the theory of rats that he had figured out before entering the Jixia Academy:

“When I was a minor official, I entered the toilet of the official residence. The rats in the toilet fled in all directions because of my arrival.

"They are small and weak, live in a small and cramped space, eat feces and urine, and are often frightened by people and dogs.

“But when I arrived at the granary, the rats ignored me and continued to gnaw on the piles of millet.

"They are all well fed and fat, live in spacious houses, and are not disturbed by anyone.

“But here I saw that the rats ate mountains of millet, lived in spacious houses, and no one came to bother them.

“Whether a man is virtuous or not depends on where he lives, just like a mouse.

“Eating shit in the toilet, horrified.

“But those who eat the food in the granary are undisturbed and at ease.”

Zhang Cang picked up the gold, put it to his mouth, bit it hard, and said incoherently:

"Should I congratulate my senior brother on finding the granary?"

Li Si nodded heavily and smiled sincerely:
"Exactly!
"I, a mouse, have finally found my own granary!"

Zhang Cang took the gold and clearly saw the teeth marks on it, and he smiled with great joy.

In fact, when he put his mouth on it and found that the gold was soft and could be chewed, he knew that the gold was real.

The fat man was so excited that he raised the gold to the sky and shouted:

"My senior brother is back! I, Zhang Cang, am going to eat some stir-fried food today! I will eat one dish after another!"

Li Si laughed heartily, sweeping away years of depression, and shouted loudly:

"All dishes are served! We brothers will only eat one bite! Don't take the rest!"

The people of Linzi who were coming and going looked at the two people and avoided them.

They thought the two men were crazy and going mad.

Li Si and Zhang Cang, a pair of fellow apprentices, went to Tao Zhu Restaurant, the most expensive restaurant in Linzi City.

The eighteen cooks at Tao Zhu Restaurant were exhausted from cooking, cursing as they cooked:
"Which young man stole the money? He only ate one bite of each dish! Is he a human being?"

Tao Zhu Restaurant is located on the most prosperous Donghai Street. From time to time, a plate of delicious dishes is thrown out of a window of the restaurant and falls on the ground outside the restaurant.

Today, all the beggars from the ten streets near Donghai Street came to the Taozhu Restaurant to eat at the buffet.

Inside the restaurant, Li Si and Zhang Cang clinked cups and talked over each other, with sighs on their faces, and sometimes with sadness as they recalled the past.

Outside the restaurant, beggars lay on the ground like hungry wolves, snatching food from Tao Zhu Restaurant that they might only eat once in their lifetime.

These beggars sometimes fight and bleed for a bite of food.

Some ate too hastily and accidentally swallowed the broken porcelain pieces, and died in a dark and remote corner three days later.

Don’t talk about the future, just talk about the present.

The beggars looked very happy after eating the dishes.

"Brother, burp." Zhang Cang casually threw down a plate of pig meat and burped, asking casually, "Is your granary big enough to accommodate me, Junior Brother?"

Li Si clasped his fists and rushed west:

"Under Prime Minister Qin.

“I came to Linzi this time for three things.

“Two for public and one for private.

"This private one is my junior brother."

Li Si's eyes sparkled. He held his junior's hand and said sincerely:
"Junior brother, don't wait for Han Fei to recommend you, it won't come!
“Follow me into Qin.

"Although this cannot make you an immortal, it can ensure that you have enough food and clothing, and no shortage of beauties!"

Zhang Cang was moved.

But for the sake of face, he pretended to be reserved and changed the subject:
"What are the two matters, Senior Brother?"

Zhang Cang patted his belly, leaving a slap mark on his clothes:
“Let me tell you, Cang doesn’t eat for free.

"Although Cang is incompetent, he can still run errands for Senior Brother!"

Li Si, who knew his junior fellow apprentice very well, knew as soon as he saw Zhang Cang's actions that Zhang Cang had already agreed in his heart, but was just a little embarrassed to say it.

He couldn't help laughing and said:
"Okay, okay, I can't help but trouble you.

“It’s two things, but it’s actually one thing.

"I came here for Master Cheng Jiao, but I need you to lead the way."

"Yingzi?" Zhang Cang patted his chest and puffed out his belly: "I know him! I have learned everything from him! If I cannot become an immortal by learning from him, I will become a saint by learning from him! Cang must be either immortal or saint!"

Li Si: "..."

(End of this chapter)