Xianyang City.

This place is thousands of miles away from Sage City.

but.

Zhang Xiao's influence did not weaken at all as the distance increased.

The booksellers in Xianyang City, seeing the endless stream of people buying books, could only make three thousand taels of silver with their blood in tears!

“Don’t miss it if you’re passing by!”

"The latest issue of the storybook is a new long story by Mr. Zhang Xiao!"

"If you want to buy it, hurry up! The last 10,000 copies are available!"

Children at the behest of booksellers.

Yelling everywhere.

Afraid of missing every guest.

On the street, the sound of vendors selling goods can be heard all the time.

The aroma of rice soup, stuffed pancakes, and the sizzling sound of fried meat float in the sky.

Full of fireworks.

Pedestrians coming and going are bustling with each other, all holding a copy of this book in their hands.

in the crowd.

A young man wearing a moon-white gold silk Confucian robe, his steps were slow and heavy, and he looked at the people on both sides from time to time, with a touch of contented joy in his eyes.

"Sir, please slow down."

The servants beside him whispered, and secretly stretched out their hands to isolate the surrounding pedestrians.

"It doesn't matter! I am the same person as them. There is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. There is no need to stop them."

"What are they looking at?"

"I'm so fascinated by it. Could it be some kind of Confucian classic?"

This young talent is the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty today, Fusu!

"Your Highness, please don't mention the four words of Confucian classics again. If His Majesty the Emperor knows about it, I'm afraid he will continue to scold you!"

A middle-aged man beside him said in a deep voice.

Just a few days ago.

His Majesty the First Emperor sought the opinions of all officials at court on whether to establish a country based on the system of prefectures and counties.

All the Confucian scholars stood up and said that the ancestral system cannot be violated and the enfeoffment system should be used!

Fusu also stood up.

Strive for enfeoffment!

This is contrary to what His Majesty the First Emperor wanted.

Fusu's teacher, Chun Yuyue, this great scholar even stood up to remonstrate with his head and the ground!

He said, I have never heard of a dynasty that ruled for a long time without learning from ancient experience! Any minister who opposes the feudal system is not a loyal minister!

This sentence completely ignited His Majesty the First Emperor's dissatisfaction with the Confucian scholars!

Chun Yuyue was dismissed from his official position on the spot!

He angrily rebuked Fusu, scolding him for studying Confucianism, and wanted to send him to guard the Great Wall to practice his bloody skills.

Fusu was depressed and frustrated.

All the Confucian classics in the residence were confiscated by the First Emperor.

Not only that.

It is said that His Majesty the First Emperor may completely burn Confucian classics!

Fusu felt desperate and helpless.

Want to go out for a walk.

I saw the script in the hands of passers-by on the street.

Interested!

"Go and get the master's script."

The middle-aged man ordered the slave beside him.

"Meng Yi, do you also think that Confucian classics have long been outdated for our country, Great Qin?"

Fusu looked at the middle-aged man next to him, his eyes filled with gloom as he looked into the northern sky.

"My lord, the First Emperor is the only emperor of the ages. He has already seen through the shortcomings of the enfeoffment system. This move will make it impossible to pass down the foundation of Qin Dynasty to thousands of generations!"

Meng Yi's voice was low and he whispered in Fusu's ear.

"But……"

Don't wait for Fusu to finish.

The servant brought the storybook over.

"I've heard this saying for a long time recently, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

"It is said that a storyteller came to Youlai Inn in Sage City, and the stories he told were so wonderful and fascinating that people did not feel intoxicated."

Meng Yi glanced at it and chuckled.

Fusu opened it curiously and looked at it.

"This storyteller is quite courageous. He dares to comment on Tian Mi, the master of the farm hall, in this way. Isn't he afraid of retaliation?"

Meng Yi frowned slightly when he saw the storytelling on the homepage, and a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"However, his knowledge is extraordinary."

"Not only are the beauties in the major dynasties listed one by one, but also the power they belong to!"

"In today's Great Qin, I'm afraid only the Shadow Guards know this, right?"

Fusu nodded slightly, but without reading the book, he felt a hint of admiration and curiosity towards Zhang Xiao.

"Let's see if the story he told is really as exciting as the rumors..."

Time flies.

Before you know it.

I finished reading the storybook.

An hour has passed.

Fu Su, Meng Yi and others rubbed their legs and looked up to see the sunset.

Most of the people on the street were gone.

It's far less lively than before.

"This story is really wonderful!"

"Unexpectedly, we stood on the street and watched for an hour!"

Fusu rubbed his sore legs and looked at the storybook in his hand, his eyes filled with high spirits again!

It seems.

He also wants to be like Xu Fengnian.

Give up everything for Da Qin!

I just hope that the Qin Dynasty will stand on earth for hundreds of millions of years!

"This Xiao actually has two brushes, and the story he made up seems to be true!"

"If it weren't for my pressing business, I would really like to meet this person!"

"I don't know who is stronger, Ye Baikui, the soldier of the Thirteen Spring and Autumn Family, or my eldest brother!"

After Meng Yi saw the contents of the book, he wished he could find Zhang Xiao immediately and ask him to comment on Meng Tian and Ye Baikui, which one was stronger!

"Interesting, so interesting..."

Fusu held the script and chuckled, his eyes flashing with unknown meaning.

"Go home!"

"I want to write to Father and go to Sage City!"

…

City of Saints.
To be continued...