[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

The news that spread to the court was that Meng Jiangnu cried for her dead husband, and the city wall collapsed eight hundred miles away.

This is of course an exaggeration. The Great Wall is not a bean curd project that can cut corners and materials, nor is it a domino that can be pushed down. The distance between the regions has created an unequal information. In fact, the city wall that really completely collapsed was ten miles away. .

However, because of the twists and turns of the Great Wall, and the inefficient ancient times, the cost and manpower of this ten-mile land are simply impossible to estimate, and even the bottom is full of bones.

"Boss, can you..."

"Huh?" Tan Zhao responded, his thoughts were still on the Great Wall. Since he was determined to save the family cook, he had to start working hard now. People, who wouldn't fight for a little appetite.

"Can you teach me to write?"

Tan Zhao suddenly raised his head, blinked his eyes, and said something just now.

"I want to write a recipe book, but...you can't blame me. Every character in Qin Zhuan looks so similar. The design of this character is so anti-human. I will forget it as soon as I don't use it."

Speaking of this, Tan Zhao deeply agreed: "Secondly, Xiaozhuan is indeed too cumbersome. Speaking of which, how do you communicate with the craftsmen in the workshop?"

Young Master Jiu shook his head: "You don't need to write, everyone is illiterate, boss, do you have any tricks to read?"

Tan Zhao then shook his head: "No, I just have a photographic memory."

Young Master Jiu: Even me, I really want to beat up the boss today, woo woo, fate is unfair!So jealous.

"Do you have some noodles tonight?" Seeing people nodding, Tan Zhao looked like a young man who is very upright, and said, "What do you want to learn, first write it down in simplified Chinese, and I will help you write a comparative text."

"Boss, you are really a good person!"

Young Master Jiu jumped three feet high and left. Tomorrow, he jumped repeatedly on the verge of life and death. He regained his vitality within two days.

Tan Zhao touched his chin, and continued to think about the serious issue of how to dispel the grievances of the people.

Speaking of it, he thought that official craftsmen would be allowed to read and write. Hearing what Gongzi Jiu said, he reckoned that there were few craftsmen who could read.Starting from Shang Yang's reform, Qin adopted a policy of ignoring the people.

Tan Zhao has been an emperor, so he naturally understands the meaning of this policy, it is easy to control or rule, but to be honest, this kind of policy is just like feudal society's restraint on women. Fucking bullshit.

It's just a nonsense made up by the rulers for the convenience of ruling.

Gongzijiu may not be clear about it, but Tan Zhao does know that Shihuang's father was a very great emperor. He created a unified empire, unified weights and measures, unified writing, and so on, creating many firsts.

But these "firsts", without exception, are all to strengthen the centralization of power. Many people pursue power to achieve their goals because they want to live forever, and Shihuang's father is indeed the only one in the world. People want to live forever in order to be more Own this empire for a long time.

But please allow him to tell the truth, if the Qin Dynasty does not make changes, it is still the current social system, and immortality is meaningless. When the extreme legal society reaches its limit, it will bottom out and rebound.

The ferocious carriage of the Qin Dynasty is heading towards the end. Tan Zhao guesses that Shihuang's father also feels it, but the other party is obviously not a person who knows his mistakes and can correct them, and he can do nothing. A strong person believes in his own power more, and he can feel that the other party is Use your own methods to control this country that is a bit out of control.

For example, burning books and burying Confucian scholars, or Wang Meiren's killing chickens to scare monkeys, or... the collapse of the Great Wall this time.

It is indeed very useful to use powerful means to frighten the Quartet. The power of the first emperor is as deeply rooted in the hearts of the people as his reputation as a tyrant. It is also true in history.

This psychological quality is also uniquely strong. Even if anti-Qin cognitions everywhere hate the first emperor, they still have to admire his imperial power.

But then again, Shihuang's father's health is really not very good. If he cultivates his body and mind, he may live a few more years, but if you think about it with your toes, you know it's impossible. It will get worse every day.

System: So, you chose not to save yourself?

[Do you think I'm desperate? ]

System: That's not true. Yingzheng is not an ordinary emperor. If you dare to rescue him, the thunder of heaven will definitely hit your forehead, regardless of your seasons.

[I understand that I have a way to save him, but I can't save him. The only one who can save him is myself. ]

System: Don't even think about it, man is the first emperor, the chance of turning back is lower than the chance of a comet hitting the earth, give up.

[......]

System: Hahaha, Young Master Fusu is not very good.

Tan Zhao raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, Shi Huangdi was too sharp and too powerful, he didn't dare to make small moves, otherwise he really wanted to do something in Xianyang Palace.

System: I advise you to be kind.

Kindness is second to none. Later, Zhao Gao finally woke up from a coma. His consciousness was still stuck on the ghost hitting the wall on the way and then encountering the undead to escape. When he suddenly woke up, he saw the simple tent roof, his forehead A layer of cold sweat broke out in fright.

"Where is this place?"

Outside the tent, someone came in, Zhao Gao raised his head vigilantly, and found that it was the son Fusu. He felt a layer of regret in his heart, but he couldn't help but admire the character of the son Fusu. If he was the young master Fusu, he would never be allowed to wake up alive.

Zhao Gao actually had a sense of gratitude after the catastrophe, no one would hate a person who is upright.

In a split second, his thoughts flowed, Zhao Gao had already saluted with difficulty, Fusu naturally didn't care about this, he is not a person who will take advantage of others' danger, nor will he be proud of his kindness.

"It was Xiaojiu who brought Lang Zhongling here. When he was in danger on the way, it was Mr. Zhong who rescued him."

In a word, explain everything clearly. As for the process, Fusu is not a fool. Naturally, he will not casually talk about the Great Wall's resentment and enchantment.

"Doctor Zhong?"

Zhao Gao was a little surprised, but he felt it was reasonable, but he came to Youzhou this time to arrest Xiao Zhuang and question him, but in this situation, even if he didn't wink, he didn't dare to intervene.

Moreover, I don't know if it was his illusion, but Zhao Gao only felt that the young master Fusu in front of him was much stronger and sharper. Could it be that he was really training people in the army?He doubts it.

Also, Zhong Huan.

When this person was in the doctoral college, he was unremarkable, and he might not be able to find it in the crowd. The information that can be found all say that this person is weak and has no great talent.It stands to reason that a person who hides so deeply shouldn't burst out at the last moment.

If he was really clumsy, Zhong Huan should have escaped as early as when he was arresting him.

But no, even at the last moment, desperate to survive, but a blockbuster, Zhao Gao dare not say how much he knows the first emperor, but there are three or four points.

This person cherishes talents, especially partial talents. After knowing that Zhong Huan rescued Wang Jian, Zhao Gao knew that Zhong Huan was determined not to die.

At first, he thought that Zhong Huan's abnormal behavior might be for raising his social status.But in all fairness, Zhao Gao had never seen such a carefree person in the court, including this trip, this person also didn't care about everything.

Is it really wanting nothing, or do you have other plans?

When it comes to trying to figure out people's hearts, Zhao Gao asked himself how good he was, but Zhong Huan, he really couldn't see through it.

But he made his way from the bottom to the top, and he understands that being strong doesn't mean being scary, and that being invisible is the scariest thing.

Zhao Gao had a hunch that Zhong Huan would definitely be a formidable opponent.

"Ah-"

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Tan Zhao rubbed his nose, took a breath of cold air from the tube, and wrapped his clothes tightly around his body: "The quilt is too thin, maybe it's freezing."

"..." Boss, you are a monk.

"What's wrong with the monks, aren't they all human beings?"

The boss really lived soberly and understood that if he was a monk, he would have floated into the clouds long ago.

"Young master, it's just ahead."

The person leading the way stood still, pointing to the direction of the dungeon, which was the cell where Meng Jiangnu was imprisoned.

Zhao Gao was still "sick". As a member of the survey team, Gong Zijiu remembered his mission again, temporarily put aside his career as a chef, and begged the boss to come with him to see the legendary Meng Jiangnu.

The story of Meng Jiangnv crying at the Great Wall is familiar to later generations. Speaking of it, in modern times, Gongzijiu and his younger sister in the orphanage watched the TV adaptation of Meng Jiangnv crying at the Great Wall. That dog blood can really lift his father, the first emperor, from the coffin Li jumped out of anger, what kind of grabbing, the combination of these words makes people thrilling.

"What creepy things are you thinking about, this expression?" Tan Zhao's voice suddenly sounded, which startled Young Master Jiu.

"No, absolutely not!" Boss, do you want to be so perceptive.

Why is he so unbelievable?

Only Meng Jiangnu was imprisoned here. After the collapse of the Great Wall, the civilian husbands who served here were relocated ten miles away to continue working. The living facilities of the Chengdan people were very simple, including the dungeons.

Meng Jiangnu squatted against the earthen wall with her knees hugged. She was dressed in gray sackcloth, dressed as a man, and she was in a state of embarrassment. Her exposed hands were red from the cold. These days, the girl goes on the road alone, unless she is as powerful as a mermaid girl. Otherwise, they will "dress up" themselves for safety.

Suddenly, Meng Jiangnv raised her head, the redness and hatred in her eyes made Young Master Jiu take a step back, and he couldn't help covering his chest, feeling that the suppressed resentment was tumbling.

Tan Zhao supported the man, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to see the man into a flower.

"Oh! Who are you two?"

Her voice was very low and hoarse, like a voice pouring out of some dead wood. Obviously, Meng Jiangnv's cry on the Great Wall was a test of one's voice.Tan Zhao rubbed his nose and brought back his inexplicably wandering focus.

It's just that he can't be blamed for this, this Meng Jiangnu...is in a more dangerous state than Young Master Jiu.