"I reflect on myself three times a day."
Fu Su looked at the words on the bamboo scroll and began to read them over and over again. The sound of reading could be heard.
With each recitation, Fu Su could see the progress of his comprehension in his mind increase a little.
It could increase by about 0.1%.
If this continued, it wouldn't take too long. He only needed to recite it a thousand times to understand the meaning of the first sentence.
Looking at the increasing progress, Fu Su's eyes lit up with excitement as he began to recite continuously.
......
As time passed.
The court session in Xianyang Palace was also nearing its end. The officials gradually withdrew from Xianyang Palace.
Their expressions were different.
Some of them looked angry, while others looked cautious and cautious…
Chunyu Yue's face was ashen. Now that he had been dismissed from his post, his political ambitions and his desire to leave his name in history had been shattered.
Zhao Gao felt that it was a pity that Young Master Fusu had been demoted. After chatting with his colleagues, he headed in the direction of Huhai Manor.
As Huhai's teacher, there was nothing wrong with his behavior.
Just like that, the First Emperor Ying Zheng was furious. The news of Young Master Fusu being killed by His Majesty spread quickly throughout Xianyang City after the court meeting was dismissed.
For a moment, the commoners were shocked.
He did not expect that His Majesty would be so angry this time.
Young Master Fusu had always been benevolent and had a certain reputation among the commoners.
"Sigh... Young Master Fu Su is benevolent…"
"That's right. Young Master Fu Su is proficient in Confucianism. He could have been a benevolent king in the future, but now it seems that His Majesty doesn't necessarily have to give him the position!”
"The Eldest Young Master has been banished to the Great Wall. It's very likely that His Majesty no longer likes him!”
"That's right, this is not a small matter!”
" I heard from the officials in the court that His Majesty was furious and even said very disappointed words to Young Master Fusu in the court…"
"Sigh, but in our Great Qin Dynasty, other than Young Master Fusu, who else can take over His Majesty's great cause?”
"I don't know. Even the ministers in the court can't guess this kind of thing. Let's not dream about it. The heart of a monarch is unpredictable…"
The commoners also started to discuss.
They were also very interested in this matter.
Fu Su being demoted represented a great loss of favor. Whoever would inherit the entire dynasty in the future would greatly affect their future lives.
.....
At the same time, the news of Fu Su being demoted quickly spread to Fu Su's residence.
"Young Master, he…"
"He was demoted?"
When the servant girls heard this news, they were shocked.
"Oh no, is there anything wrong with young master? No wonder he returned in such a hurry just now and was sweating like rain…"
"Moreover, he even told us not to disturb young master if there's nothing else…"
The servant girls could not help but recall the scene when Fu Su had returned. They immediately thought it through and looked into the depths of the mansion with some worry.
He looked at Fu Su's room.
"Young Master won't be unable to recover, right?”
Usually, Fu Su treated the maids very well. Some of the maids also approached Fu Su's room worriedly, wanting to check on Young Master's condition.
At this moment, the sound of someone reading a book suddenly rang out from the room.
When the servant girls heard the sound of reading, their faces instantly turned pale, and their eyes were filled with worry.
"Young Master…Why are you still reading Confucian books…"
"It's over. His Majesty is going to be angry again."
Thinking of the Emperor's anger in the news, the servant girls could not help but shake their heads. The Eldest Young Master was good at everything.
It was just that this Confucianism was really too pedantic…
However, although Fu Su had always been kind and gentle, the maidservants did not disturb him.
This was the rule!
.........
About two hours.
Meng Yi had already come out of Xianyang Palace and started to arrange for the people to escort Fu Su to the Great Wall tomorrow.
"Meng Yong, you will escort Young Master in the open. Meng Yu, you will secretly lead more than a hundred secret guards!”
"Both of you are brave and resourceful capable generals in the clan. You are my trusted aides!”
"So, I'll leave this matter to the two of you.”
"You must ensure the safety of Young Master on this trip.”
In the darkness, Meng Yi looked at the two men in front of him and patted their shoulders solemnly.
"Lord Meng Yi, we will not fail you!”
The two of them had solemn expressions."If anything happens to Young Master, we will bring our heads to see you!”
"Good!"
Meng Yi laughed loudly when he saw this. After which, he gave the two of them the information regarding this trip.
He wasn't worried about their loyalty at all.
This was his most trusted aide.
This trip to the Great Wall was absolutely foolproof.
"Alright, you guys go and prepare first. I still have to make a trip to Fusu Mansion to bring a message to His Majesty.”
After Meng Yi dismissed the two of them, he recalled the Emperor's last words and looked in the direction of Young Master Fusu's residence.
"Young Master, you have to fight for it…Stop reading that Confucian book."
Now, His Majesty was extremely furious at Young Master Fu Su!
If he continued to read Confucian books, His Majesty would not even want Fu Su to come back.
Soon, Meng Yi arrived at Fusu Mansion.
The worried servant maids in the mansion naturally recognized this high-ranking official, Meng Yi, who was skilled in both literature and martial arts, and hurriedly received him.
They were smart and worried about what had happened in the court today. They knew that Meng Yi had most likely come because of this.
"Eldest Young Master, how is it now?" Meng Yi looked at the expressions on the faces of the maidservants, and his heart could not help but sink.
Could it be that he was really unable to recover?
"Eldest Young Master, he... He was still reading Confucian books…Lord Meng Yi, we don't dare to persuade young master…"
" What?!"
" He's still reading!?"
Meng Yi's pupils suddenly shrunk when he heard this. He was furious and hurriedly headed towards the mansion.
"I reflect on myself three times a day."
Soon after, the clear sound of reading entered Meng Yi's ears.
Meng Yi's body stiffened and he stopped.
Following the voice, he saw a figure sitting cross-legged in the room. He held a bamboo scroll in his hand and was reading a Confucian classic.
A vein popped out on his forehead!
"It's simply rotten wood that can't be carved!"
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