When Li Si came yesterday, the rice jar was only seven or eight cents full.

He took the rice from it and ate a hot meal with a full meal. There should be only half of the rice left in the jar.

But now it's full!

Li Si didn’t have to think about it and knew that after he slept last night, someone came to this dilapidated temple and added rice to the jar!

But who is he? What is his purpose? How does he think of someone like him who steals his rice?

If that person had a little dissatisfaction with him, the thief who stole rice last night, he might not be able to open his eyes!

Li Si felt scared when he thought about it a little.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his mood.

However, my heart was messy.

He thought for a long time, but even though he thought about it, he couldn't figure out why all this was.

So he took the courage to eat another meal of the rice in the jar, and took away the remaining rice before leaving.

Afterwards, Li Si avoided the nearby village, accelerated his speed and rushed to Qin.

After Li Si left, someone came to add rice as usual.

When he saw the empty jar, the man couldn't help but curse.

...

No one chased after me, and no one came out to scold me.

Li Si took his own package.

"It seems that this rice is for pedestrians..." Li Si felt much more at ease after making a simple judgment.

However, doubts arise again.

Who is giving passersby a ignorant rice to eat indefinitely?

Who has such financial resources? Who has such necessity?

Li Si couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it, but turned around to think about the Qin State.

There was a "Ju Zizhou" in Qin State.

This Mr. Ju Zizhou and Ju can be said to be the strongest group in the world.

Just reading an article like "The Sutra of Exploitation" that is obviously unwritten can make people tremble and despair... Such a great master really doesn't know why he has no reputation before.

Moreover, with such thoughts, which grandmaster is he from?

He was in Qin, and the cultural context of Qin would be very prosperous.

I just wrote something like this... Isn't this Mr. Ju really afraid of death?

Li Si knew without thinking deeply that such things offend the "nobles".

And the nobles are often the most powerful people in a country.

If they work together, it will be very simple to change a king.

Ju Zizhou's article offended all these people. Is he really still alive now?

Even the name "Ju Zizhou" is a pseudonym of someone?

Li Si thought randomly, and entered Qin from Chu.

This is autumn.

Many places in Qin State seemed to have been harvested in the fields. On the road, the children drove oxen, carrying bundles of bundles of firewood, and some of them carried some hunted pheasants, rabbits, and wild ducks on their backs.

On the back of the road, Li Si saw her husband holding an iron knife and an iron axe, and the old man guarded him.

This is a wonder.

Li Si has never seen it before.

——Overyone doesn’t have a cow, and they can’t afford an iron knife and an iron axe.

And families who can afford such instruments and livestock do not need to make people do this.

With just a few words of disclosure, a large number of poor people took stone swords and axes to cut down firewood and sell them.

Such a scene...is interesting!

Li Si read it, hesitated a little, and went to ask a few questions.

"We received orders from the farmers' association to do our jobs. Our husbands cut trees, the old man made grass, the young man herded cattle, and the old man and the husband also took care of the young man."

"Then don't you grow grain?" Li Si was curious.

"The season for growing grain has passed, and the fields have been sown. I will only wait for a few days to rain and then seedlings will emerge in the fields!"

"Didn't you say that you will collect food at the end of September?" Li Si was puzzled.

"Where is there any harvest that will be harvested in the end of September?" The old man smiled and grinned at Li Si with his mouth missing from the front teeth: "Which country are you from?"

"I'm from Chu."

"What are you doing?" the old man asked.

"I'm here to study and ask the King of Qin for an official position."

"Ah!" The old man was surprised: "Are you a scholar?"

It is normal for him to not see it.

Li Si traveled day and night, his robe and clothes were ragged and dirty, no worse than beggars.

Such an image is hard to remind people of scholars.

Li Si grinned and took out a short sword from his arms.

He took out the sword, and several husbands holding the swords on the other side had already drawn the sword alertly, stood on tiptoe, and stared at Li Si tightly.

Li Si's movements froze.

He was a little scared.

Among those husbands, there were two of them, with tanned skin, scars on their faces, and muscles on their arms. When they pinched the hilt of the sword, the veins on the back of their hands burst out. Just one glance at Li Si knew that these two people were not easy to mess with.

He felt a little broken.

This year's annual turnover is unfavorable!

I just encountered a lot of things that I couldn't understand.

Li Si looked at the husbands who drew their swords.

The husbands stared at Li Si.

At this time, the old man who was talking to Li Si spoke: "Don't do it, don't do it. This scholar who came to ask His Majesty Qin to ask for an official position, not a bad person!"

Several husbands relaxed when they heard this.

But those two husbands who felt dangerous did not.

Their hands are still on the hilt of the sword.

Li Si laughed at them dryly and put the short sword in his hand back into his arms.

The two husbands then relaxed a little and returned the sword to the scabbard.

But their right hand was always on the hilt of the sword.
Chapter completed!