Chapter 690

However, in order to wait for the subordinates behind, he could only move forward slowly.

But during the process of moving forward, he also kept observing the situation on the mountain.

………

Inside the Imperial Palace of Xianyang City.

Made Ying Zheng naturally had also heard the rumors spreading in Xianyang City during this period.

However, he had no intention at all of wanting to suppress these rumors.

"Your Majesty, these rumors seem to have someone specifically hidden in the dark, just to be able to expand the influence..."

Eunuch Zhuo lowered his head and said in a low voice beside Made Ying Zheng.

As a eunuch following beside Made Ying Zheng, he naturally also had some keen political sense.

He could perceive that this matter did not seem simple.

Behind the Confucian school, clearly, a force had already been offended.

"Since that group of people wants to do this, why not add a fire to it for them?"

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Made Ying Zheng's mouth.

Subsequently, he was writing something on his hand.

After finishing, he handed the memorial to the little eunuch.

"Spread this matter for me."

Eunuch Zhuo carefully flipped through the memorial in the palm of his hand.

His heart immediately trembled a few times.

What was written on it was very simple, and it was nothing more than a poem.

But this poem happened to be written by a Confucian disciple, a scholar with relatively outstanding talent.

Your Majesty had never moved against this person before.

Because the poems this person wrote sometimes were more easily sought after by some people outside.

For the sake of his own reputation, and to be able to not cause any trouble in such an eventful autumn.

Your Majesty could only suppress his anger.

This point, Eunuch Zhuo knew.

He did not expect that this poem would actually let Your Majesty find an opportunity to aim the big knife in his hand at this person.

These Confucian scholars were simply not afraid of death; they were only afraid that after they died, they could not leave their names in the historical records.

Or even leave behind a bad reputation.

Although Your Majesty did not take this scholar's life this time, it was clearly killing the person and punishing the heart.

"This servant understands."

Immediately, the next day.

Another wave of rumors spread in Xianyang City.

"Have you heard about Zhu Yao, Master Zhu?"

"Heard about it; although this person is quite talented, he is clearly not favored by Your Majesty."

"More than just not favored by Your Majesty, the poem this person wrote was directly rebuked by Your Majesty."

After this person finished speaking, he immediately revealed a face full of mockery.

These people simply could not read what the meaning of the poem Zhu Yao wrote was.

But they could see that the poem Zhu Yao wrote simply did not please Your Majesty.

And Zhu Yao clearly also received the news.

"I want to see Your Majesty."

"I will use death to prove my innocence."

Zhu Yao walked towards the outside with a face full of determination.

He did not care at all about those good friends blocking him on the side.

"Correct."

"We will accompany you together."

"Could it be that one cannot speak freely in this world?"

"We want to be the witnesses of this history, not sycophants."

Zhu Yao's three or two good friends on the side were also moved by Zhu Yao's heart of rushing to death.

As scholars, they naturally hoped that their reputation could be passed down through the ages.

If they really went to see the First Emperor today.

And in order to prove their innocence, died in front of the Emperor.

Perhaps the official historian could really record their names in the historical records.

Zhu Yao looked at these good friends of his, and immediately understood what kind of thoughts were in their hearts.

"Then I shall go with you all."

After finishing, several people went charging towards the Imperial Palace.

The status of scholars was quite high.

But these few scholars were clearly disliked by Your Majesty.

They were directly blocked at the entrance of the Imperial Palace.

"I want to go in, I want to see Your Majesty."

"What is wrong with the poem I wrote? Could it be that the world is not like this?"

Zhu Yao stared at the guards with a face full of anger and said loudly.

And the guards on the side had expressions that did not change at all.

"Without Your Majesty's decree, you are not allowed to enter the palace."

"Since that is the case, then I shall die in front of the palace."

A flash of determination flickered in Zhu Yao's eyes.

At the same time, he charged towards the city wall.

The guards on the side were quick-eyed and fast-handed, and blocked Zhu Yao.

…

The incident that happened at the city gate immediately reached Made Ying Zheng's ears.

"Your Majesty, these Confucian scholars are making a scene, insisting on seeing Your Majesty."

Eunuch Zhuo's brows furrowed.

He did not expect these Confucian scholars to be so unappreciative.

Clearly knowing that Your Majesty did not want to see them, they were still making a scene at the entrance.

Why had he not felt that these Confucian scholars were so difficult to deal with before?

"If they want to make a scene, then let them be."

"You go over there personally."

"Just say, what is wrong with my comments?"

Made Ying Zheng's expression was indifferent, and he did not even pause the movements of his hands.

Regarding these Confucian scholars, he had long since become accustomed to it.

These Confucian scholars just thought that they could refute him, and thus let the official historian record them in the historical records.

But this also depended on whether he was willing or not.

They wanted to leave their reputation of being upright and unyielding in this history.

They wanted to leave their good reputation through the ages in this history.

That also depended on whether he was willing to give these people this opportunity.

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"Hurry, hurry, heard that Zhu Yao, Master Zhu, is making a scene at the Imperial Palace entrance."

"Didn't expect that these people would actually dare to go to the Imperial Palace entrance to make trouble."

"Hurry over, lest we be slow and miss this excitement."

The news at the Imperial Palace entrance not only reached Made Ying Zheng's ears, but also reached the ears of some commoners in Xianyang City.