Prime Minister of Great Qin

Chapter 15 Autumn Moon Execution! (for collection)
Back to prison.

Ji Heng just sat on the ground like this.

As the time of death approached, the noise in the prison gradually decreased.

It was replaced by pleading and crying.

Everyone is afraid of death.

Confucian scholars and alchemists are no exception.

Perhaps the time of death was still early, and they were still a little arrogant and stubborn, but now the arrogance has long since disappeared, leaving only endless fear and regret.

All kinds of confessions and begging can be heard everywhere in the prison.

Ji Heng looked calm.

He has long put life and death out of the question.

In the past nine lifetimes, he died from exhaustion, died in battle, died of illness, or died of natural old age.

He has experienced too much death in the world.

The heart has long been numb.

It's just that he also has to admit that Qin did spread the wind of ancient times.

Follow some ancient and old traditions.

Punishment is one of them.

"Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" says: The moon of Mengqiu is the beginning of autumn. It is the moon, the law is amended, the prison lawsuit is judged, the guilty of killing, and the punishment is severely sentenced.

This is a political rule handed down from the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

In ancient times, it was called Qiuyue Xingsha!

If this kind of political rules are placed in later generations, they will only be laughed at as pedantic by the world.

But Qin has been strictly abiding by it.

It is even common sense that everyone in the world knows the political rules corresponding to the relationship between man and nature.

However, Qianshou didn't understand the hidden principles of heaven and man.

I only know that the criminal should be executed after autumn.

"There are still thirteen days." Ji Heng looked at the wall, there were dozens of "positive" characters engraved on it, shook his head and said: "Sometimes it seems that it is not very good to keep the rules too much, if those of us who have been condemned to death , can be executed on the spot, maybe it won’t be such a torment.”

"But it's always good to have rules."

Ji Heng actually knew why Qin made such an unnecessary move.

In order to avoid unjust, false and wrongly decided cases.

The Qin court has implemented the legal system for hundreds of years, and the legal system is relatively perfect.

Even if you are convicted as a criminal, you will be given the qualification to beg for money, and you will not be allowed to judge arbitrarily. As long as you are dissatisfied with the sentence, or the court has insufficient evidence, and you think the punishment is unfair, you can refuse to plead guilty, and you can continue to beg for money , the highest can be appealed to Tingwei Mansion.

With each appeal, the case is passed upwards.

Therefore, Qin Chao was not in a hurry to execute the sentence, but also to give the criminal time to prove himself.

Ji Heng withdrew his gaze, looked around, found a bright place, and lay down with his clothes on.

The remaining thirteen days will be difficult after all.

Lama Temple.

Fu Su dumbly sat on the mat.

What Ji Heng said in prison kept ringing in his mind.

Thinking of what Shihuang told him in the past, and the arrangements Shihuang made for him, and comparing his past absurd behavior, his eyes were full of annoyance and self-blame.

In the past, what Ji Heng said, he would not take it seriously.

But what Ji Heng said one after another was similar to what Shihuang had preached in the past, which made him completely shaken.

When he felt that Shihuang was weak and frail, he felt even more regretful and heartbroken.

Now that the first emperor is declining, Daqin is facing such a severe situation. As the eldest son of the first emperor, he should have relieved the first emperor's worries. Worried about state affairs, but also worried about himself, how unfaithful and unfilial is such an eldest son?
Especially when he heard Ji Heng say that Shi Huang was secretly planning for himself, his inner shock was beyond words.

There was even an ominous premonition.

As the eldest son, Fusu knew very well the nature of the First Emperor.

The First Emperor was arrogant!

If it wasn't for the fact that he was in poor health, how could he plan like this?
Shi Huang was not good at expressing himself.

He will not show his concern for himself, but will arrange everything silently in the dark.

But the more this happened, the more Fusu felt sad and blamed himself.

What is the eldest son?

The first pillar of the family and tribe.

And myself, instead of solving problems for Shi Huang, made Shi Huang worse.

How can such an eldest son be worthy of him?
a time.

Fusu's heart was full of grief, and he couldn't help crying bitterly.

"Father---"

"My son and minister are not filial. Only then did I understand my father's earnest teachings, and only then did I know my father's good intentions."

"My son is really a son of man in vain!"

The spacious and bright study room was as quiet as a valley, and Fusu's bitter cry continued to echo.

a long time.

Fusu just stood up.

Looking at the bamboo slips of Confucianism under the table, a rare look of disgust appeared in his eyes.

Laughing at himself:
"Fusu is stupid, how dare he talk about benevolence?"

"Han Zi is right. There is no defeated captive in the Yan family, but a loving mother has defeated sons."

"I Fusu has read more books and listened to more Confucian scholars than ordinary people. How can I really understand what is benevolence? What is goodness?"

"What I want in this life is to realize my father's ambition, to bring all counties and counties under order, and the people to live and work in peace and contentment."

"If it can be realized, this life will be enough!"

"Benevolence."

"After all, Fusu is unworthy!"

A bleak smile appeared on Fusu's face, and he said to the outside of the hall, "Wei Sheng."

soon.

A eunuch entered the study.

Fusu took a deep look at the books under the case, finally made up his mind, slowly closed his eyes, and said coldly: "Clear out all these bamboo slips, and then"

"It's all burned."

"From now on, there will be no Confucian-related books in the study room."

Done.

Fu Su went outside the hall with his hands behind his back.

He seemed unwilling to see these bamboo slips removed with his own eyes.

At noon in early autumn, there was still residual heat from the scorching summer, making Fusu's cheeks ache from the sun.

Fusu ignored it.

He stood tall and looked into the distance.

But in my heart I was thinking about what is benevolence?What is goodness?
What kindness does Daqin need?
What kindness is he!
What happened in Fusu Yonggong Palace soon spread to Shihuang's ears.

Ying Zheng was a little surprised by Fusu's sudden abandonment of Confucianism, but he didn't care too much.

"Abandoning Confucianism's great and useless benevolent government is not hopeless, but it is not enough. If you don't know how to plan for power and the way of monarch and ministers, even if you know what true benevolence is, it will not be of much use in governing the world. "

"There are still many things you need to understand."

"But it's not too late!"

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction, and leaned on the big pillow of the couch, and said, "This Ji Heng is really capable, and he can talk Fusu, a stubborn donkey."

"Come on."

"Notify Zongzheng, I want to know all the information about Ji Heng."

"I not only want to know what Ji Heng did in Xianyang, but also what he is doing in Yandi."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall.

After giving the order, Ying Zheng didn't take this episode to heart, and continued to read the memorial.

His time is precious.

There are also many memorials that he needs to review.

the other side.

After cleaning up the books related to Confucianism, Fusu returned to the study.

Looking at the rather empty study room, Fusu frowned slightly, just sighed softly, sat back on the table again, opened "Han Feizi" again, and continued to ponder with his heart.

the end.

He seemed to think of something, and said: "Wei Sheng, you go to Yushi Zhongcheng to borrow the record document when the court discussed the 'division of counties and counties'."

(End of this chapter)