As soon as Ying Zheng's voice appeared, the three drunkards instantly sobered up.

Li Si paused silently, the expression on his face blocked by the shadows under the night.

Wang Jian smiled sarcastically.

Only Chen Ke looked calm.

He took a step forward and looked at Ying Zheng walking towards him, smiling as if he hadn't woken up from alcohol.

"Ah? Your Majesty?"

"I see your majesty, your majesty will last ten thousand years, and the Qin Dynasty will last ten thousand years——"

Chen Ke's body was swaying, as if he was unsteady on his feet, but there was nothing wrong with his etiquette.

"Your Majesty is very happy to have a talented person today. I thought that Your Majesty would hold candlelight talks with the talented person at night."

He pointed at the three people present and sighed, with a hint of resentment in his tone: "So, I and the three "old people" are just drinking and getting drunk again."

"How dare you let Your Majesty hear this?"

"Wouldn't that taint His Majesty's ears?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Chen Ke and rolled his eyes.

At this time, Ying Zheng was wearing ordinary clothes, and the majestic and solemn aura he had during the day was gone.

There is a dull, ordinary, ordinary aura all over his body.

He was like one of the people drinking and having fun in the dark night.

"You slippery guy."

"I haven't said anything yet, but you, this naughty guy, are chattering on and on, as if I am going to do something to you."

Ying Zheng walked forward and sat casually next to Wang Jian.

"Come, come, let's drink together, let's drink together."

His whole body was relaxed.

"I have been restrained for too long on weekdays, and I have long felt uncomfortable."

"It's just that all of you, in the past, ran away when you saw me, as if I could eat people."

Ying Zheng said as he picked up the wine cup.

"Li Si, tell me, can I eat people?"

Li Si laughed sarcastically: "Your Majesty is joking. Your Majesty is so approachable, how can you eat people?"

"Consider it a misinformation."

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian again. At this time, Wang Jian didn't know whether he was more drunk or something, but he immediately laughed.

"Your Majesty, I haven't had a drink with your Majesty for a long time."

"Your Majesty is here today. It really makes me happy. I will have a drink first."

With that said, Wang Jian drank the wine in the glass directly.

Chen Ke was also standing under the moonlight at this time, and his figure looked very lingering.

"The moonlight is like water. It is our blessing to have your majesty drink and have fun with us today."

His eyebrows seemed to have melted with honey, and he looked lingering.

Fusu sat aside with a calm face as he watched his teacher, the general of Great Qin, the prime minister of Great Qin, and the First Emperor of Great Qin drinking and having fun.

The four people laughed and cursed happily.

After a long time, everyone drank more and more wine. Wang Jian stood up with his sword and stood in the center.

The sword light flickers with the moonlight, and a sword dance turns around.

Fusu was holding a cup in his hand. Even though he didn't drink often, he had one or two drinks today in this atmosphere.

...........

"hiss."

"It hurts."

Chen Ke climbed up from the bed, pressing his forehead with a helpless look on his face.

The memories of last night crawled out of the depths of my mind little by little.

Last night, they drank with the First Emperor. The four of them drank until they were happy and even sang loudly.

Chen Ke sat on the bed and looked out the window silently.

The window was open. He had previously ordered his servants to open the window every morning in spring, summer and autumn.

At this time, it was raining heavily outside the window.

For a moment, Chen Ke felt that the rain outside the window was a little lingering, and he seemed to have a little more connection with the world.

Chen Ke was wrapped in quilt like this, silently looking at the rain outside the window.

A word lingers in my heart.

"Young man listens to Yuge upstairs."

"The red candle dims the tent."

"A young man listens to the rain and is a passenger in a boat."

"The river is broad and the clouds are low, and the broken geese cry out to the west wind."

"Now I am listening to the rain at the foot of the monk's hut."

"There are stars on the temples."

"Sorrows, joys and sorrows are always ruthless. Every step of the way will last until dawn."

Now, although this body is only in his twenties, he has lived two lifetimes.

But in the past twenty years, he had never experienced it in Da Qin.

After all, there is one

The feeling of "this is not my hometown".

"Dongdongdong"

There were knocks on the door one after another, and then a thin voice sounded.

"Sir, Prime Minister Li is here to visit."

Prime Minister Li? Li Si?

Chen Ke got off the bed, put on his clothes silently, and said while putting on his clothes: "Please, Prime Minister Li, wait for me for a moment."

He sighed, stayed away from his warm bed, and walked toward the wind and rain in the world.

............

"Tick tock tick tock"

Duanmu Nomad sat under the eaves, silently looking at the rain falling outside the window.

The raindrops fell on the grass, reflecting the greenness.

He whispered: "Teacher, is it really worth it for us?"

"Can Zhang Liang really revive Confucianism?"

Kong Xian sat next to him, with a slightly tired look in his eyes.

"Whether Zhang Liang can do it or not is not important."

"What's important is Zhang Liang's identity and the identities of others, isn't it?"

At this time, Kong Xian looked calm and looked even more cold.

He has not been to the Doctor's Palace for a long time.

Today's Doctor's Palace has already been split up, and it is said that the Doctor's Palace will be turned into a part of the "Hundred Palaces".

Since it has lost its original meaning, why continue to stay there?

He sighed: "Now, the world is stable."

"But His Majesty does not want to reuse Confucianism, nor does he want to give Confucianism a chance."

"With Li Si here, Confucianism would have had no chance."

Kong Xian turned his head, looked at Duanmu Nomad sitting next to him, and advised: "But if there is no Chen Ke, we can still wait."

"But Chen Ke's appearance tells us that we must not wait any longer."

"Otherwise, after the influence of the Legalists represented by Li Si fades, the Mohists represented by Chen Ke will be the latecomers to take over."

"Do you think Confucianism will still have a chance after two or even three generations of kings have passed?"
To be continued...