Chapter 143. Fusu Asks for Help 143
Yun Tutu could already guess what Zhao Gao's fate would be, so he didn't embarrass the eunuchs, "What about Li Si?"

The King of Qin summoned many ministers today, but Li Si was the only one missing. Would he be punished as well?
"Lord Li was demoted, and the king ordered him to compile the legal code, which cannot be issued without the king's edict." The eunuch breathed a sigh of relief. This was something that could be said.

These eunuchs didn't know why Lord Li, who had always been highly valued by the king, was demoted. But since the king still valued him, it wouldn't cause any taboo if they told the king about it.

Yun Tutu thought about it and felt that this was quite consistent with Ying Zheng's temperament. He knew how to use people and had never killed any meritorious officials. Moreover, in this way, there would be no possibility for Li Si to change the will.

Seeing the eunuch trembling with fear, Yun Tutu stopped making things difficult for him. He instead looked around the side hall, studying the mortise and tenon structure, and taking photos with his mobile phone.

Several eunuchs who were sent to serve her stood by carefully. Prince Fusu asked them to serve her carefully, so they naturally did not dare to neglect her.

Don’t they understand what’s so beautiful about these buildings? Aren’t the flowers and plants in the garden more beautiful?

Yuntutu was particularly interested in architecture. This was the Xianyang Palace. How could she not seize this rare opportunity to visit?

After taking careful photos, she did not forget to ask the eunuchs to take a few beautiful photos for her.

Later on, she found it boring, so she asked the eunuchs to bring her small seal characters and learned to recognize characters from them first.

To be a eunuch is not something that ordinary people can do. At least one has to be able to write and speak. The handwriting he produces makes Yun Tutu feel ashamed. This is what is called calligraphy, this is a work of art.

Don’t say anything more, just calm down and start studying hard. Even if she can’t achieve success overnight, she will be satisfied if she makes a little progress every day.

Set a goal for yourself in your heart, and take out some time every day to practice calligraphy, and you must practice it well.

But she hadn't practiced for long when she heard someone outside the palace come to report, "Your Majesty, Liu Ji and others from Pei County have arrived."

This was also the king's special order. Once these people arrived at the capital, they should report immediately. They did not dare to delay.

Ying Zheng instructed, "Find a place for them to stay first. I'll see you tomorrow."

Ying Zheng wanted to catch these talented people. Instead of letting them overthrow his dynasty, it would be better to catch them and make them work for him. As long as they worked well, he would promise them a good future.

There was a gossipy gleam in Yun Tutu's eyes, and she knew that Qin Shihuang loved talents the most and was the one who knew how to use people the best.

At the same time, I was also struggling with the question of whether to return directly today or wait and see tomorrow.
Zhang Yaowen was a teacher, and an emperor's teacher at that. His confidence was unprecedentedly high, and he did not stop the get out of class until late at night.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Yaowen with burning eyes. Mr. Zhang was a man of great talent, especially in his familiarity with the geography and climate of various places. He was simply a know-it-all when it came to marching and fighting. If he could stay by his side, what would it mean for him to unify the world?

"Mr. Zhang," Ying Zheng said to Zhang Yaowen, "Daqin would like to invite Mr. Zhang to serve as prime minister. What do you think?"

Zhang Yaowen, "...King Qin, we are just passers-by. When the time comes, we must return to our original position. Thank you for your kind invitation."

Ying Zheng was a little disappointed. "Sir, you can consider it. My Great Qin needs your talents."

Zhang Yaowen has his own beliefs. He came here with a mission and never took these things to heart. He politely refused and walked directly to Yun Tutu, asking in a low voice, "Are we going back?"

Yun Tutu whispered in his ear, and Zhang Yaowen's eyes sparkled. He also wanted to meet several famous people in history...

"But aren't your family in Beijing? Aren't you in a hurry to go back?" Zhang Yaowen was still relatively rational.

Yun Tutu is conflicted, should he eat melons or go back?
"We may not be able to see it even if we stay," Zhang Yaowen looked at Ying Zheng and the others. "If the King of Qin wants to subdue his subordinates, he will definitely have to use some means. It is really not appropriate for us to be here." Zhang Yaowen felt a chill down his spine just thinking about it. It would not be easy for someone to become the greatest emperor of all time.

Yuntutu knew the old saying, listened to the advice, and ate his fill. "Then let's go back. We'll know the same thing if we come back next time we have the chance."

Zhang Yaowen thought about the mobile phones that were distributed before, "Have you collected all those mobile phones?"

"These people were very quick and collected the information an hour ago, but there are still some scrolls outside the palace that were not recorded."

"There's no rush for these. Besides, I just talked to King Qin and he will have someone make some copies. It's much better to have the originals than to take photos."

Seeing the two of them whispering, Ying Zheng said to Fusu, "How was your harvest today?"

"Listening to your talk is better than reading for ten years." Fusu even felt that his previous teachers were not as good as Mr. Zhang.

This Mr. Zhang is not very old, but he seems to have mastered the best of many schools.

"How about him being your husband?"

Fusu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ying Zheng expectantly, "Sir, is it okay?"

Ying Zheng shook his head, "We in the Great Qin cannot keep them."

Fusu, "..."

Seeing that the two people opposite had stopped talking and were walking towards them, Ying Zheng guessed that it was time to say goodbye.

"This time, the matter is over. We should go back." Yun Tutu looked at the father and son with a smile, "Master Fusu, I hope we can meet again."

Ying Zheng took a look at Fusu. He was good-looking but a bit of a blockhead. He didn't react at all when he heard this.

"What does Yun Tutu think of my eldest son?" As an old father, he certainly doesn't mind giving a helping hand. He values ​​the brains of these two people more.

Fusu: "..." Sir, I am the eldest son, not a bargaining chip...

Yun Tutu had heard people introduce their children like this many times before when he went back to his hometown. A thousand horses were running through his heart, "..."

"Of course Master Fusu is good," Yuntutu couldn't say anything bad in front of his parents, so he laughed and said, "He looks good and has a good personality."

Zhang Yaowen also understood that Ying Zheng was trying to use the beauty trap, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart. Beauty? Later he would have to pick some handsome men and try to dazzle Tutu so that he would not be disturbed by the flowers and plants outside.

"Tutu, it's getting late. We can still catch the midnight snack if we go back." The handsome man couldn't get the midnight snack as real as he did, and this hit Yun Tutu's weakness.

Yes, we can still catch up on the midnight snack. I don’t know if Grandpa and the others have rested. “It’s getting late. We have to go back.”

Ying Zheng was secretly annoyed, always feeling that he was just a little bit away from success.

"I have asked people to prepare some more things. Thank you both for your help." Ying Zheng also knew how to make choices and would never offend anyone. Even if he asked for favors, there would be another time.

Chime bells, row drums, jue, fo, sheng, flute, Taomin, horn, and string instruments, these were all what Yuntutu had specifically asked to be photographed one by one. I was thinking of asking for it next time I came, but I didn't expect the King of Qin to be so considerate.