Prime Minister of Great Qin

Chapter 19 Three Questions of Life! (for collection)

in prison.

It's early autumn, and it's a little chilly.

The air is filled with a light mist, and occasionally there are a few birdsong in the distance.

There are only twelve days before the execution, and the criminals in the prison no longer have to go out to serve, Ji Heng is naturally happy to relax.

After eating a few mouthfuls of hard-to-swallow porridge, and pouring a few mouthfuls of cool well water, he passed the wooden tray of rice out of the cell door, and then lay crookedly on the ground, looking at the dark wall boredly.

Life in prison is always difficult.

After all, the Qin Dynasty was no better than later generations, and there were no books or newspapers to read.

The only pastime in prison is probably bickering with other criminals, or just sleeping with your head down, but if you sleep too much, you will always feel dizzy, and in the end you can only keep your eyes open, looking for some ways to pass the time in this square inch .

Ji Heng is not the case.

He has too many things that can be recalled and precipitated.

It's just that he doesn't want to remember.

painful.

In nine dynasties and nine generations, he has seen too many sufferings in the world, and he has also seen too many situations where children are exchanged for food, and mummified corpses are eaten for food.

But later he was numb.

Help the world.

Fu Kuanglan is about to collapse, and the building is about to collapse.

He really wanted to do it, but failed again and again, and he gradually doubted himself.

He doesn't know how to help the world.

I don't even know how to save the people from the fire and water.

He can't even end the troubled times.

It seems that God has a force to restore the chaotic time.

In the eighth life, when he died in Wuzhangyuan, he once looked up at the stars, as if in the vast galaxy, and realized some truths.

It's just that as the memory fades, he can no longer recall what he realized at the beginning.

Ji Heng lay on the ground, thought deeply for a while, finally shook his head, and said, "Forget it, it's useless to think too much."

"Life is exhausting."

"Why bother to think about the failure of the Ninth World?"

"If you have this leisurely mind, why not think about the three major life philosophy questions for future generations, 'Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going'."

Through the tall wooden windows, the sunlight came in and fell on Ji Heng's dark face, adding a touch of luster to his face. Ji Heng stretched out his hand to block the sunlight that was not too glaring, and finally decided to move away. body, out of direct sunlight.

at this time.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

Where did the troubled times come from? How will it end?Where should we go?

Ji Heng sat upright on the ground, his eyes became rare focused and dignified.

However, before Ji Heng could think about it, there was a sudden violent knock on the door, just like that out of thin air, which interrupted his thoughts on the spot.

A hint of irritability flashed in Ji Heng's eyes.

The jailer didn't care about this, he continued to push and push a few times, and seeing Ji Heng looked over, he said calmly: "Ji Heng, Mr. Ji said that he found some books and asked you to go and have a look."

"No wine, don't go." Ji Heng closed his eyes directly.

As a dying person, what book should he read?

And he was a man of principle in prison.

If you have wine, you will open your mouth.

No wine, nothing to talk about.

The jailer's face darkened slightly, but he didn't dare to really offend him.

Ji Heng is appreciated by Master Ji now, it would be unwise to offend Master Ji because of Ji Heng.

If Ji Heng doesn't go, he has nothing to do with Ji Heng.

Ji Heng is a dying man, no matter how much he threatens, it is useless, so he can only say: "Ji Heng, I know that you have the will to die, but in the past, Mr. Ji has treated you well, but now Mr. Ji has something to ask for you, so you go and see him." So what can I do? If you make friends with Mr. Ji, maybe it will make you die more decently in the future."

Ji Heng pretended not to hear about it.

He grabbed a handful of dead grass and covered himself.

Just keep your eyes closed.

see.

The jailer's face darkened, and he finally walked away in embarrassment.

When the jailer had gone far away and there was no sound around him, Ji Heng slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of surprise and confusion, and he said in a low voice, "What did I think of just now? Why can't I remember it all of a sudden?"

He frowned, restored his body to the previous state, and tried to return to the previous state.

Unfortunately it didn't work.

the other side.

After Ji Heng hit a wall, the jailer went to Hu Hai's prison and told Hu Hai the news of Ji Heng's refusal.

Hu Hai frowned, with a slightly dissatisfied expression, and said: "This Ji Heng really does not recognize wine but does not recognize people."

"never mind."

"I'll see for myself."

Hu Hai sat on the table, looking at the dozens of bamboo slips in front of him, with a bitter expression on his face.

He thought there were only a few volumes, but there were more than seventy volumes.

This made Hu Hai a little uncomfortable.

He didn't like reading books at all, if Zhao Gaoer hadn't asked him to, he wouldn't even want to read legal orders.

It's just that after Zhao Gao was imprisoned, there was no one around him who could explain it to him, so he wanted to ask Ji Heng to come and have a look and explain it for himself, but Ji Heng didn't buy it at all, which made Hu Hai feel quite depressed.

As a prince, how have you ever been treated like this?
However, he has been in prison for seven or eight days, and he already has some understanding of Ji Heng's character.

Ji Heng is lonely and cold.

Complete disregard for life and death, accept no threats.

Moreover, Ji Heng is very eloquent. A few days ago, when he confronted a few Confucian scholars, the Confucian scholars who insisted on being angry were speechless.

This made Hu Hai feel happy.

I can't wait to scold those Confucian scholars in person.

But he also has self-knowledge, knowing that he is clumsy in speech, without Ji Heng's help, he is definitely not an opponent of Confucian scholars, and he can only sit and watch in the end.

Then he invited Ji Heng over, but at first Ji Heng didn't respond, he sent someone to say that there was wine and meat, and then Ji Heng agreed to come, he wanted Ji Heng to come forward for him, and then reprimanded those Confucian scholars a few times, It's just that Ji Heng didn't buy it, and only said that he would exchange some of his knowledge for some wine and meat.

He was quite disdainful at the time.

What is his identity?People who want to teach him are lined up every day, and you need a criminal to teach yourself?
But after hearing Ji Heng say, "The survivors of the first emperor, the sixth generation, vigorously pursued their strategies and impoverished the inner world, swallowed up the princes for two weeks and died, acted as the supreme and ruled Liuhe, and beat and flogged the world." After that, he admitted that he had After being persuaded, he got out of control and completely became Ji Heng's worshiper of "wine and meat".

Hu Hai was also puzzled sometimes.

Why would I listen to a criminal?
And still so respectful?

No matter how he thought about it, he still couldn't figure it out.

It's just a faint feeling that Ji Heng has an aura that is different from ordinary people.

This temperament is far better than any master in the world.

Hu Hai shook his head, opened the bamboo slips, and read them word by word. After reading the meal time, he closed the bamboo slips and said with a bitter face, "Oh, there are so many bamboo slips, what year and month will it take? I really hope Zhao Gao is by my side, if Zhao Gao is here, why do I have to think for myself?"

"Zhao Gao."

"You made me miserable this time."

"Now you are not only imprisoned by yourself, but you are also begging for mercy with me, and you are also hated by your father."

"If I had known this earlier, I would never have pleaded for you."

"I don't know when my father will calm down, and I don't know when I will be released."

"Ugh"

Hu Hai sighed quietly, and lay down straight down.

(End of this chapter)