Ying Zheng didn't have much concern about who he taught.

Because no matter who teaches, there will be no results in a while.

On the contrary, if these people who have been taught knowledge cannot be managed properly, they will even become a kind of burden and resistance.

Fusu sat aside, eating the right-baked dog liver, listening to his father and uncle talking about what he couldn't understand, and wanted to interrupt and attract attention, but didn't know what to say, and he was a little confused for a moment.

Qin Xi didn't have this concern.

"Father, ask me to ask the alchemist whom the nobles in the city were looking for. I have found more than a hundred people. What's the use of finding them?" Qin Xi asked curiously.

Fusu's eyes lit up and he immediately took credit: "Yes, yes, I've probably found these people!"

Ju Zizhou frowned.

Ying Zheng smiled: "These strange characters are always of unexpected uses."

"You said right, senior brother?"

Ju Zizhou hesitated: "Maybe some use."

But, what's the use?

Aren’t alchemists practicing alchemy to seek immortality?

Ju Zizhou cautiously did not ask questions.

So Ying Zheng didn't explain.

Some of his actions are no longer understood.

"Then Father, what did you promise me?" Qin Xi looked at Ying Zheng with a gaze.

Ying Zheng sighed: "Do you just want to find these things?"

"I really want to do it!" Qin Xi nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"What?" Ju Zizhou had some bad premonition in his heart.

"I answered him and asked him to help me find some alchemists. I would like to ask you something like flour that can explode..." Ying Zheng shook his head: "I have sought some doctors for him before, but those people used the means of combining medicine to help make fried food and did nothing."

"That's it." Ju Zizhou had no choice but to want that dangerous thing?"

"Yeah!" Qin Xi did not hesitate at all.

This age boy is always keen on cool sound and light effects.

And in this era, only explosives meet the conditions.

"Uncle, just help me." Qin Xi pestered Ju Zizhou.

Ying Zheng looked at him with a smile, without expressing his opinion.

Ju Zizhou thought about it and said, "Wait until you have a chance in the future."

"Okay!" Qin Xi was extremely happy when she heard the affirmative reply.

Fusu's eyes were dripping, and he suddenly asked, "Why don't Brother Zhengliu come? I'm planning to let him teach me to handle political affairs for my father!"

Ying Zheng's smile suddenly stopped: "Isn't this what your mother taught you?"

Fusu shrank his neck: "This is my own idea."

"It's true that it's not your mother's idea." Ying Zheng rubbed his eyebrows: "This group of Chu people!"

Ju Zizhou sighed: "What are you anxious about?"

What the people of Chu urgently were the position of the crown prince.

Everyone thinks that this should be something in Fusu's pocket.

However, the bitch named Zhengliu picked up by Ju Zizhou was really eye-catching.

He has even helped Ying Zheng handle political affairs for a long time!

How can this make people not anxious?

Although most people have clearly guided their reason, it is impossible for the prince to succeed the King of Qin.

But what if?

What if something happens again?

Everyone wants a certain prince to invest.

And Ying Zheng’s idea...

Who knows what Ying Zheng thinks?

"Forget it, don't mention this..." Ying Zheng shook his head: "Let's just let them be anxious for now, there's no harm."

Fusu sat obediently, occasionally looking at Ying Zheng, not daring to say anything else.

Fat Tiger yawned.

Ying Zheng ate some meat and said to Ju Zizhou: "Senior brother, you go to Chu State."

"What?" Ju Zizhou was stunned.

"Go to Chu State and help me defeat Xunzi."

"What does it mean?" Ju Zizhou hesitated.

This is obviously a desire to spend yourself.

But what about the purpose?

And don't even give an excuse?

"What we need to do now is to be scolded and boycotted by people who are conservative and obedient." Ying Zheng said seriously: "So no matter whether it is a great man from the Six Kingdoms or anyone else, some people will not choose to serve us."

"And what you have to do is to argue with Xunzi and defeat him head-on."

"At that time, I will build momentum for you. We will hold interests and reputation in our hands. In this way, we can attract some folk scholars for my use."

This is to compete for the right to speak.

Ju Zizhou nodded slowly: "Okay, I'll try my best."

"I can send someone to protect you." Ying Zheng smiled: "I hope my senior brother will win beauty."

"I hope..." Ju Zizhou was worried.

What exactly should I do to save myself at this threshold?

"Senior brother, don't worry." Ying Zheng poured a glass of wine for Ju Zizhou: "The law has been established, and the rebels did not judge the murders because of the "King of Qin" mood, but dealt with them according to the law. What else can I ask to break through the constraints of the law?"

Ju Zizhou nodded, thinking that what he said made sense.

——If you use the big rebellion as a footnote to empower the law, and then break through the law, then everything you have accumulated before will be denied.

Ying Zheng understands the gains and losses of this most clearly.

Of course, there will be no change.

But, as he said that, Ju Zizhou always had a bit of sorrow and ominous premonition in his heart.

But, I can't grasp the crux of the problem.

"I'll go back first." After drinking and eating, Ju Zizhou resigned.

A positive debate with Xunzi is a big deal.

Moreover, this matter is just a matter of being taken out and spent.

Then what Ying Zheng wants to do in the future must be more important than fighting for the right to speak.

What can he do under the established legal framework?

Ju Zizhou needs to think carefully and be prepared.

But... he has no power.

From the very beginning, Ying Zheng deliberately divided his Ju Zizhou from his specific power.

This is a kind of protection, and it is also a disguised circle.

Ju Zizhou originally thought it was nothing.

But now, he feels confined.

However, it's too late.

Ju Zizhou looked back at the Qin Palace.

Lights and shadows.

...

"Zhao Gao." After eating and drinking, Ying Zheng did not rest.

It was just nightfall, and Ying Zheng's schedule was not a time to rest.

"Your Majesty." Zhao Gao followed in a regular manner, with subtle footsteps, but they could be distinguished.
To be continued...