Li's words seemed to praise Li Si, but in truth, he was saying that Li Si still held the Confucian School in his heart. He was reminding Ying Zheng that Li Si had, after all, come from the Confucian School, so his intentions could not be left unguarded against.
And Ying Zheng did not disappoint him. After he said this, the way he looked at Li Si changed. How could Li Si fail to understand the meaning behind Li's words? Every word Li had said was true. Though he had twisted Li Si's original intentions, Li Si had no way to refute him.
So he had no choice but to swallow this mute loss.
At that thought, the ever-dominant Chancellor felt even more stifled. Since when had this Fusu become so shrewd?
"Reporting to Father Emperor, it is only natural for Lord Chancellor to think this way. After all, he—"
"Silence!" Before Li could finish, Ying Zheng cut him off with a rebuke. "Since he has entered court and become an official, he should naturally hold the Qin State in his heart. Otherwise, how can he serve as my Chancellor? Fusu, do not indulge in a woman's misplaced compassion!"
Though Li had been rebuked, he had already achieved his goal, so he accepted the scolding in high spirits.
Li Si nearly ground his teeth to pieces inside. It seemed that Fusu was still excessively kindhearted. Yet speaking up for him at a time like this was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.
At that moment, Li Si suddenly regretted why he had meddled in Fusu's trip to the Confucian School. He had tried to steal a chicken, only to lose a handful of rice instead. What an unprovoked disaster.
How could Li Si have known that it was not that