Xianyang Palace, midnight.

The candlelight sways, and it is midnight. In the silence, you can occasionally hear a few cicadas and frogs.

Qin Shihuang leaned down at the desk table, and there were already several baskets of bamboo slips filled with bamboo slips in the bamboo basket next to him.

There were several basins next to the desk table, and the ice in the basin had turned into water.

"Is this the last volume finally?"

Putting the corrected bamboo slips in his hand in a full basket, Qin Shihuang picked up the last roll of cloth bag and raised his eyebrows slightly.

It was sent from the military camp in Shangjun. Calculate the day, and it is still a long time before Meng Tian’s letter.

I guess this is the self-reflection of that little brat of Fusu?

I took out the things in the cloth bag. In addition to a roll of bamboo slips, there was something I couldn't understand, like a cylinder, but there seemed to be glass sheets similar to glasses on both sides.

Without rushing to unfold the bamboo slips and put down the cylindrical items, Qin Shihuang first sat upright and stretched.

After sitting for a long time, my whole body was crackling.

Unfortunately, this is a historical article. If it is a martial arts article, the sound of muscles and bones will definitely give people a manifestation that their martial arts cultivation has reached its peak.

Taking off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, Qin Shihuang reached out to hold the water a few times in the melted ice water basin next to him, rubbed his wrinkled face.

"His Majesty!"

Qin Shihuang had not slept yet, so Zhao Gao next to him naturally didn't slept either. He thoughtfully gave him a face-wiping cloth.

"Okay, Zhao Gao, you don't have to be here to accompany me, so you can go down!" After drying his face, hanging the reading glasses back on the bridge of his nose, Qin Shihuang said.

"It is my duty to serve Your Majesty. How can I go and rest first when Your Majesty is not asleep yet!" Zhao Gao replied with his body bent.

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, with a little worried tone: "Your Majesty, you are not at peace recently. You are so busy until midnight every day, and you are lighting up the lamp and boiling oil, what should you do?"

"Don't worry, I can't die!" Qin Shihuang replied casually.

He splashed his face with ice water and became much more energetic. Only then did Qin Shihuang slowly unfold Fusu's self-reflection book.

"The father and emperor personally opened: Fusu was in Shangjun for more than a few months, and what he saw and heard was incomparable to Xianyang!"

"Seeing corvee labor, we cast the Great Wall with blood and sweat, and even our lives to protect the wolf clan in the north!"

"I saw the soldiers and guarded the border, but in order to save a grain of millet for the court, I could only eat a little bit of full. I felt a lot of emotion and secretly made a wish to let these soldiers and corveemen have enough food!"

"After several months of hard work, I finally rely on nectar, jade liquid, mirrors, ground frost and other things to practice the way of merchants, accumulate money, and allow the soldiers and corvee workers to have a full meal!"

"But if you are poor, you will be able to protect yourself; if you are rich, you will benefit the world. Wherever Fusu sees you, you will not only have corvee labor and soldiers, but also have millions of Guizhou heads in the county..."

"Therefore, building Yumen Pass Market to attract merchants and using labor to serve, all for wealth to be able to circulate in the lower Guizhou first place!"

"Everyone who wants is a million Guizhou people who are fed and fed!"

"Treasure, a wise man will make a mistake in his own mistakes. Fusu has never thought about his father's name and is anxious!"

"I have never thought about the human nature that is not worried about being weak but not being uneven, and I will even regret it!"

"I heard that many doctors in the court criticized me and blamed me."

"I dare not defend myself, and I sighed that I lacked my ability and could only protect the people around me!"

"Remembering that the labor service in Mount Li and Afang Palace is still in dire straits, Fusu kowtowed in every possible way, prayed to return to Xianyang and be responsible for other labor service! Go to the father to allow it!"

"Finally, Fusu accidentally made a thousand-mile mirror today and gave it to his father, showing a little guilt!"

A large scroll of bamboo slips, with hundreds of words, Qin Shihuang finished reading word by word.

Immediately, the corner of my mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared, understanding this so-called self-reflection letter.

Putting away the bamboo slips, Qin Shihuang didn't say anything more, but picked up the cylinder beside him.

Fusu said this is a Qianli Mile Mile Mile?

Since it's a mirror, then you can see it?

Thinking of this, Qin Shihuang looked at the glass sheets on both ends, and looked at the larger one without any teacher.

The copper basin, which is so close, looks very far away.

"This is the Qianli Miles Miles? What is so close to you, it looks like a thousand miles away?"

He curled his lips and complained, Qin Shihuang threw the so-called Qianli Mile Mile Mile on the desk and prepared to rest with his clothes.

"Um?"

However, after walking a few steps, Qin Shihuang suddenly stopped and seemed to have thought of something again.

He turned his body to the desk and picked up Qianlijing again. This time, he looked around at the other end of Xiao Kong.

The hall gate that opens twenty or thirty steps away seems to be close!

This shocked Qin Shihuang.

In this way, he held up the Mile Mile Mile again and looked elsewhere.

Sure enough, the far place looked as if it was close.

Although he is almost fifty years old and is the king of a country, there is a saying that men are still young until death.

Suddenly getting such a novel Qianli Mile Mile Mile Mile, Qin Shihuang's performance was not much different from that of a five-year-old boy.

After looking around, I was no longer satisfied with the affairs in the palace and walked out with a thousand-mile mirror.

"Your Majesty, it's already midnight now, where are you going?" Seeing that Qin Shihuang was walking out, Zhao Gao followed in a hurry.

However, Qin Shihuang ignored his intentions. In the dark night, he took the Qianli Mirror and looked left and right!

"Oh, what a pity. Although there is half a waning moon, it's late at night and it's not very real!" After looking around like this, Qin Shihuang still felt a little regretful.

Finally, I looked up at the moon and shone it towards the moon with a thousand-mile mirror.

"What a big moon!" I looked at it with a Qianli Mile Mile, and I felt that the moon was unprecedentedly large.

In this way, after watching the moon with a thousand-mile mirror for a long time, Qin Shihuang pressed down his energy, thinking of waiting for dawn to take a good look, and turning back to the bedroom to rest.

...

The next day, in the Qilin Palace, the First Emperor sat on the throne and dealt with some important matters with civil and military officials as usual, and things to be discussed.

"About taxation, please do a good job of calculating the taxes and the Shaofu these days!"

The last matter was almost discussed. Emperor Shin-Emperor followed the bamboo slips in front of the Long Case and said, "A few days ago, I have scolded Mr. Fusu abolished the Great Wall corvee, and asked him to write a self-reflection letter. Now, this self-reflection letter has arrived!"

"Zhao Gao, please read this self-reflection letter to everyone!"

When Zhao Gao, who was serving next to him, he held the bamboo slips in his hands and slowly opened them. He read the contents of the letters clearly to everyone.

After Zhao Gao finished his study, Qin Shihuang looked at the doctors who had been shouting the most fiercely before and said, "Everyone, Fusu finally said that his ability is limited and he is out of reach in Shangjun, and it is difficult to take care of the corvee labor in other places. Therefore, he requested to return to Xianyang to supervise the Afang Palace and the Lishan Mausoleum. What do you think?"

...

Shangjun, it is near the official opening of Yumenguan Shopping City. The market is decorated with lights and looks very festive.

"Young Master, are we going back to Xianyang in a few days?" Jia Xianfeng followed Fusu and asked in a low voice as he was satisfied with Fusu's inspection.

"Go back to Xianyang? How did you come up with this idea?" Fusu put down the water cup and looked at Jia Xianfeng in surprise.

"A few days ago, young master, you asked the villain to write a self-reflective book. Didn't you ask to go back to Xianyang to supervise the Lishan Mausoleum and Afang Palace?"

"Even, I've deliberately spread this news these days, isn't it to build momentum to let myself go back?" Jia Xianfeng said naturally.

"Don't worry, I didn't go back so early. Besides, many people in Xianyang City don't want me to go back!" Fusu said with a smile.

Yes, why did so many people in the Qilin Palace impeach me?

Isn’t it just because I am the eldest son, I have to deal with myself by seizing the opportunity?

Well, my ability is limited, and I really can't take care of other corvee labor in Shangjun. In order to calm the injustice of corvee labor, I went back to Xianyang to supervise the Lishan Mausoleum and Afang Palace.

But, do you dare to let me go back?

Moreover, now I want to go back, but you stop me from letting me go back.

What would other corvee workers think when they learn about this news?

I really want to see what those who impeach themselves look like after learning about their self-reflection books.
Chapter completed!