The First Emperor has been feeling down lately.

Even the court assemblies were not held several times, and memorials were left unsent. He would sit in the hall all day without speaking.

Until today, the palace guards walked in.

He bowed and stood outside the curtain, saying, "Your Majesty, the eldest son, Fusu, is here to pay his respects."

The curtains swayed gently, and the First Emperor sat listlessly behind them.

Hearing the voice, he raised his head and looked at the person outside the curtain.

"What's he doing here?"

The First Emperor lowered his eyes, remaining expressionless, then raised his hand to signal for his eldest son to enter the hall.

He is very clear,

If there's nothing wrong, Fusu won't come to see him!

"Could it be about the western expedition?"

But that doesn't make sense either; he wouldn't come earlier or later, but rather just when the imperial edict had already been issued.

"I'd like to see why you've come here."

Behind the curtain, the First Emperor tidied his appearance, then sat high on the throne, while Prince Fusu was led into the hall by his guards.

This time, the First Emperor did not dismiss the surrounding forces.

The palace maids and servants waited anxiously at the entrance, hoping that the First Emperor would not have a conflict with his son.

Approaching the curtain,

Fusu bowed deeply and said, "Greetings, Father Emperor!"

"No need." Behind the curtain, the First Emperor held his forehead with his left hand and raised his right hand listlessly.

He then asked, "What brings you to see me today?"

Standing outside the curtain, Fusu thought for a moment, then bowed to the figure behind the curtain.

"Fusu has come here today..."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head.

"We wish to implore Father Emperor to order the punishment of one person!"

Instead of offering direct criticism, he earnestly requested that the emperor order the punishment of a person, which surprised the First Emperor.

"Oh? Is that so? Who has offended the usually kind and benevolent eldest son? Whom do you intend to punish?"

Fusu looked up at his father behind the curtain: "My teacher is Chunyu Yue, the scholar of Qin!"

.........

The First Emperor was even more surprised to hear this.

Chunyu Yue was Fusu's teacher, and Fusu always obeyed him. How could he have allowed Chunyu Yue to order his punishment this time?

"How did Chunyu Yue offend you?"

The First Emperor smiled and asked, "How dare our eldest son, who has always been kind and benevolent, disrespect his teacher? We beg you to punish him?"

Fusu took a slight breath.

He raised his hand and then explained his reasons for believing that Chunyu Yue had to be punished.

"My father appointed officials based on their talents."

"If the effect is in accordance with the duties and the duties are in accordance with the principles, then there is a reward; if the effect is not in accordance with the duties and the duties are not in accordance with the principles, then there is a punishment."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Fusu raised his head and asked, "Father, you must have heard of the story of Marquis Zhao of Han, right?"

"Yes." A calm voice came from behind the curtain.

He lowered his eyes and said, "Fusu has heard that Marquis Zhao of Han takes a nap during the day, with two minor officials attending to him."

"One official in charge of wearing hats, and one official in charge of dressing. The official in charge of wearing clothes, seeing that the emperor was cold, covered him with a cloak."

"Later, when Marquis Zhao of Han woke up, he asked who had covered him with the clothes."

The attendants replied: "The one in charge of the crown." Subsequently, Marquis Zhao of Han punished both the one in charge of the crown and the one in charge of the clothing.

"The Marquis of Han punished the official in charge of clothing because he neglected his duties, and punished the official in charge of hats because he overstepped his authority."

"Now that Chunyu Yue is a Doctor, he should be responsible for guarding the documents and teaching etiquette in the Doctor's Palace."

"But he asked me to advise my father."

"Regardless of whether what he said makes sense, the harm of encroaching on official duties is far greater than the cold; such overstepping of authority deserves punishment!"

Upon hearing this, the First Emperor laughed.

He asked him, "In your opinion, what punishment should be given?"

Fusu lowered his head: "The law has its own punishments; for minor offenses, the offender will be stripped of their post, and for serious offenses, they will be exiled to a distant place."

"But regardless, Chunyu Yue's crime doesn't warrant death, does it?"

The First Emperor figured it out.

Fusu's move was a strategic retreat; what appeared to be punishment was actually an attempt to save his life.

Because as time goes by,

The First Emperor's patience with these scholars had been completely worn out.

If he had known, Chunyu Yue would have encouraged Fusu again.

Then, what awaits Chunyu Yue will not be demotion and exile, but death!

But the First Emperor was not angry.

Because Fusu has changed. Unlike before, when he strongly remonstrated and even risked his life to persuade others, he has now learned to use his brain.

It wasn't easy; the fledgling eagle, without feathers, has finally learned to fly.

"The official hat and robes, these are from the two categories." The First Emperor looked at him and asked, "You've started reading Han Feizi."

Fusu nodded: "Yes."

"Didn't you always refuse to listen to Han Fei's words in the past? Didn't you always dislike them, thinking they were just ways to persuade rulers and manipulate power?"

The First Emperor lowered his hand and smiled.

"Looking at this book, it seems to be contrary to the gentlemanly way of our eldest son."

Lower your eyes

Fusu's gaze was fixed on the ground.

"Fusu was young and naive, but later he realized that what Han Feizi said was the truth."

"Not only that, Fusu also found the conversation between Han Feizi and his father in the imperial treasury."

The First Emperor was taken aback.

He placed his hands limply on the table.

My conversation with Han Fei must have happened a long time ago, right?

The First Emperor closed his eyes and began to recall.

He recalled that when he was still the King of Qin, he had been amazed by Han Fei's writings after reading them by chance.

He said bitterly, "Alas, if I could meet this man and befriend him, I would die without regret!"

Later, in order to obtain Han Fei,

He ordered an attack on the state of Han, with the aim of forcing the King of Han to send Han Fei to the state of Qin.

However, after he arrived in Qin, he wrote a piece about Han Yiwen.

The First Emperor realized that Han Fei was devoted to the state of Han and could not be used by him, so he imprisoned him.

But soon, the First Emperor regretted it.

An order was issued to pardon Han Fei, but it was too late, for he had already died in prison…

"I've almost forgotten what I said to him."

Fusu raised his head, intending to continue speaking.

But the First Emperor raised his hand to stop him, saying, "But you are wrong, Fusu."

The First Emperor rose from behind his desk.

She lifted the curtain and stepped out from behind it.

His tall figure cast a large shadow under the candlelight, enveloping Fusu entirely!

"Chunyu Yue, does it matter whether I punish him or not?"

Fusu was taken aback.

What the First Emperor said next made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his heart was chilled.

"I know that you have been taught by Chunyu Yue since childhood."

"But Fusu, if one day you are forced to kill Chunyu Yue, can you do it?"

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