Thirty-four years later, the king of Qin was in power. 213 B.C.
Capital City, Xianyang Palace.
"Greetings, Imperial Father."
Ying Zixuan bowed.
His voice echoed in the air, making the atmosphere even more solemn.
Beside him.
The two young masters of Great Qin, Prime Minister Li Si, and the Yinyang School's Imperial Advisor all stood with their heads lowered.
In this hall, there was only one person who could look down on all living beings.
It was the First Emperor sitting on the throne.
"Zixuan, tell me, what happened last night?”
"Father, it's nothing. I just executed a group of prisoners in advance.”
Ying Zi Xuan replied in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
He was the seventh son of the First Emperor of Qin. He did not participate in politics, did not do business, and did not ask about military affairs.
Today, he was summoned to the Zhangtai Hall because the eldest son of the Great Qin Empire, Fu Su, had questioned him as the eldest brother of the Emperor!
To use the common saying, it was…snitching!
In an ordinary family, being reported would at most result in a beating.
However, in the imperial family, interrogating someone in front of the palace would kill them!
"Father."
Fu Su, who was dressed in Confucian robes, immediately bowed and walked to the center of the hall.
He first bowed to the First Emperor and then said,""Seventh brother, this is Zhangtai Palace's main hall, and in front of Imperial Father, you must not quibble.”
It is a great sin to deceive the monarch!
Fu Su boasted about his benevolence and righteousness, but he immediately gave Ying Zixuan a big label that was enough to severely punish him for guarding the border or beheading him!
"What do you mean by…quibbling?”
Ying Zixuan frowned slightly and said," Eldest Brother, everyone says that you have inherited the true teachings of the Confucian school. But why don't I understand the word 're-you'?"”
Ying Zixuan didn't have any interactions with Fu Su, let alone any enmity.
He was not prepared for Fu Su's sudden attack.
Of course, there was no need for any preparation!
"Seventh brother, my father ordered the killing of three hundred necromancers. Why did you kill them first last night?”
Fu Su asked sternly.
At this moment, Fu Su really had the demeanor of the eldest son of the Great Qin Empire and the first successor of the scholarly faction!
" A bunch of people who are about to die," Ying Zixuan said indifferently." Is there a problem with me using them to study and improve my gu arts?"”
Even though Great Qin's laws were very strict, it was still not easy for them.
However, it was still a feudal era, and death row prisoners had no human rights.
Wasn't it up to the imperial family to decide how to deal with it?
However…
As a transmigrator, Ying Zixuan should have the compassion of modern people.
However, he had already transmigrated to Great Qin for more than ten years and had long adapted to this era.
He was more used to his identity.
Great Qin's royal family!
"Voodoo…crooked ways!"
" Seventh Brother," Fu Su said in a low voice," Father ordered the killing of 300 necromancers because they had deceived and swindled the emperor.”
"And you didn't ask father for permission and used witchcraft to kill them cruelly.”
"At the same time, as the young master of the Great Qin Empire and the Ying Clan, your every move represents the royal family and the Empire. How can you be so cruel and bloodthirsty and go astray?”
Fu Su put on a pained and compassionate look.
The busybody nature of the scholarly faction was perfectly reflected on Fu Su.
Ying Zixuan glanced sideways at his eldest brother.
Overstepping the rules!
Wrong path!
Cruel and bloodthirsty, a disgrace to the royal family!
There were only three main points.
Fu Su had completely described him as an unorthodox person.
It also reflected Fu Su's righteous spirit as a true disciple of the scholarly faction!
Good move!
It was indeed a good method.
Fusu's actions could expand his reputation for benevolence and righteousness, and consolidate the political foundation of the Confucian faction in the court.
At the same time, Fu Su was the eldest son of the emperor!
His identity as the eldest brother allowed him to stand on the moral high ground at all times.
It was also to educate and guide his younger brother.
From there, he would further expand Fusu's reputation of benevolence and righteousness!
However…
Fu Su had picked the wrong target this time!
Looking at the 23 sons of the First Emperor, none of them had been able to step on Ying Zixuan to ascend!
"What is right? What is the difference?"
Ying Zixuan replied,"There are two sides to everything. Confucians have used literature to mess up the law, and chivalrous men have used martial arts to break the ban." Even though he was as crafty as witchcraft, he was also proficient in the medical theory of hundreds of schools. He could save the dead and heal the injured, and help the world!”
After saying that.
Ying Zixuan directly used his fingertips to brush across his palm.
As the muscles and tendons separated, no blood flowed out.
The next moment!
His palm that had been cut open gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Oh? Regeneration Gu!"
Yue Kui, the Imperial Advisor of the Yin-Yang School, exclaimed softly!
How many Confucian schools are there in the world?
The First Paragon, Qu Fu!
How many places are there for the Eight Desolates Gu Technique?
Only Southern Border!
Southern Border's witchcraft Gu was famous throughout the world.
Yue Kui had seen records of regeneration Gu in ancient books.
It was extremely rare to see a living dead with flesh and bones!
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