"Chun Yuyue."
Ying Zheng’s voice was calm.
"I'm here."
Chunyu Yue felt uneasy. He knew that what Ying Zheng said next would determine his fate.
Even if they have the will to die, how many people can pretend that nothing happened between life and death?
"You were verbally offensive to me in the court. I thought you were Teacher Fusu and asked you to teach the Analects of Confucius and Fusu. If you teach well, I will keep your head for the time being."
Boom~
It was like a thunder struck Chun Yuyue.
You want me to teach Fu Su such a blasphemous article? Then I would rather die!
This article completely slanders Confucius. As a disciple of Confucianism, how could I do such a thing!
"minister."
What Chunyu Yue wanted to say was, "It is difficult for me to obey my orders if I am forgiven, so I would rather die."
The words were already on his lips, and Ying Zheng seemed to suddenly remember something.
"If you don't know how, take Fusu to Chang'an Jun's Mansion at any time and ask Cheng Xi for advice."
Chunyu Yue's lowered head suddenly trembled, and he swallowed back the words that came to his lips!
What Ying Zheng said kept echoing in his ears - if you don't know how, take Fusu to Chang'an Jun's Mansion at any time and ask Cheng Xi for advice.
Within the territory of Qin State, only Xianyang City has Chang'an Jun's Mansion, which is the residence of Chang'an Jun Ying Chengxuan.
The prerequisite for being able to take Ying Fusu to Chang'an Jun's Mansion for advice at any time is that Ying Fusu is in Xianyang.
Shangjun, don’t you need to go?
There is no need to go to Shangjun!
Chunyu Yue did not hesitate, his voice was filled with joy and joy, and he said loudly: "My lord! I obey the order!"
"Your Majesty! This article is nonsense! It is an article that blasphemes Confucius!"
Fu Sheng looked at Ying Zheng and couldn't believe that Ying Zheng had issued such an order.
"Chun Yuyue! How can you agree to this! You have forgotten your ancestral lineage!"
Fu Sheng looked at Chunyu Yue again, unable to believe that Chun Yuyue actually agreed to Ying Zheng's order.
"Colleagues! Let's talk! Today he can misinterpret the Analects of Confucius, and tomorrow he can misinterpret the Book of Dharma, Sun Tzu's Art of War, and the Tao Te Ching!"
Finally, Fu Sheng looked at all the Qin officials in the court and couldn't believe that no Qin officials stood up to oppose this matter.
Not long after, in Fu Sheng's hopeful eyes.
The prime minister on the left is Wei Xiang, and the prime minister on the right is Wang Wan.
The two prime ministers, who were superior to each other but inferior to tens of thousands of people, stood up, bowed their heads and held their hands in hand.
Object quickly! Object quickly! As a reader! We can't waste knowledge like this!
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
Their voices are almost in sync! This sound made Fu Sheng take half a step back! The expression is in disbelief!
Immediately afterwards, a large number of Qin officials stood up one after another, bowing their heads and holding their hands in loud voices.
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
"..."
The sound of His Majesty's Holy Spirit was like a big hammer, hitting Fu Sheng's head. Fu Sheng's face was damaged and his complexion was ruined.
He looked at the Confucian scholars among the officials of Qin. Everywhere he could see, except him, they were all shouting "Your Majesty is wise."
That is why ah? Don’t you know that this is blaspheming Confucius and slandering my Confucian classics?
Full of questions, Fu Sheng took two steps back. His feet were swaying and he was unsteady on his feet. He felt the world was spinning, his vision went dark, and he fainted.
Ying Chengqiao, with quick eyes and quick hands, supported Fu Sheng and put Fu Sheng and Ying Fusu together who had fainted.
Ying Fusu fainted long ago, when his teacher Chun Yuyue said the words "Zunzhi".
The eldest son of Qin State, the belief he had always had in his heart collapsed...
Amidst the shouts of His Majesty's sage, Ying Chengyu felt a bit dumbfounded. This is the real Confucianism, this is the real court.
It’s been so many years since I’ve been here, and I’m still so naughty!
He looked at Ying Zheng. The two brothers looked at each other, with an unknown light shining in their eyes.
Ying Chengyu smiled, bowed his head and cupped his hands.
At this moment, his posture was not much better than Ying Fusu's, and the standard was not much better!
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
Ying Chengyu shouted.
His voice was drowned in the voices of the courtiers, making him appear extremely inconspicuous.
To be honest, Ying Zheng couldn't hear clearly what Ying Cheng was shouting. But by looking at the mouth shape, he also knew that what Ying Chengyu was shouting was the words "Your Majesty's Holy Ming".
A hint of anger flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.
They shout, and you shout too. Why are you making such a fuss? It’s better to call him Emperor Brother!
Ying Zheng called people from the Imperial Medical Office to come up and take Fu Sheng and Ying Fusu away for treatment.
He was not worried at all about his son's fainting, but was very happy.
He had a premonition.
Although he still didn't know what happened to Ying Fusu, when Ying Fusu woke up again, no matter what happened, it should have been solved.
The First Emperor was in a good mood.
The flowing cloud that blocked the sunlight suddenly disappeared.
Xianyang Hall is exposed to the sun, and the glazed tiles reflect the golden light, which is a bit magnificent.
The boulder weighing on the hearts of the ministers also disappeared, and some veteran ministers took the opportunity to shake their legs and feet - they were a little numb from their knees just now.
"When I approved the memorial yesterday, I found that there were no tributes from cities and counties outside Shandong. I was very puzzled. Doesn't everything outside Shandong belong to the Qin State?"
Ying Chengqiu sat on his knees and chatted. He was too lazy to listen to these things.
His purpose of going to court this time has been achieved.
Presumably after this incident, his eldest nephew will see through the true nature of Confucianism and give up those unrealistic fantasies.
As long as Ying Fusu does not commit suicide, his throne will be stable.
Ying Chengyu wanted to sleep, but usually he was still asleep at this time.
But he also knew that it was inappropriate to sleep at this time, as it would undermine Ying Zheng's prestige.
This made him curse again - why is the emperor holding a court meeting so early?
Holding his chin with his left hand and tapping unconsciously on the table with his right hand, Ying Chengyu looked back at the door of Xianyang Palace and sighed.
When can I get off work?
In the court, everyone except Ying Chengyu was thinking about Ying Zheng's words and the strategy of governing the country.
Ying Chengyu was like an outsider, incompatible with this court.
The main purpose of Ying Zheng's imperial meeting today is to solve the problem of the powerful aristocrats left over from the Six Kingdoms in Shandong, making it difficult for the people in the cities and counties to return to Qin as their own country.
The Qin State annexed the six countries one by one within ten years. The speed was unprecedented. The Qin State was the fastest country to attack cities and destroy countries during the Warring States Period.
There are advantages and disadvantages to this matter. The advantage is that it makes Qin's reputation unparalleled for a while and makes other countries fearful and unspeakable. The last remaining big country, Qi, was even overwhelmed by Qin's fierce power. It didn't even dare to resist and surrendered directly.
The disadvantage is that the time for these newly added cities and counties to belong to the Qin State is too short, and it cannot make the people of the cities and counties return to their hearts and regard themselves as Qin people.
After the Qin State conquered a city and county, it would normally take at least ten years to completely get the people of the city and county to submit and agree.
Ten years is a time for a generation, a time for those who have not experienced the pain of war, have not fought against the Qin army, and do not hate the Qin State to grow up.
This also requires the governors appointed by the Qin State to be able to manage the newly acquired cities and counties well. If the common people bring trouble to the hometown, then the time to return home will be greatly extended.
In the past ten years, the land of Qin State has been increasing day by day, and the new cities and counties have been added as a joke.
Due to policy reasons, Qin itself did not have the soil for capable ministers to grow.
Suddenly, where could Yingzheng find so many officials to fill them?
During these ten years of offensive, Ying Zheng urgently needed a way to stabilize the captured cities and counties. What is used here is stabilization, not governance. Ying Zheng only needs to temporarily prevent these cities and counties from becoming rebellious.
Therefore, Ying Zheng's way of dealing with the conquered cities and counties was to choose a prestigious local aristocrat to govern them and not change the original local laws and regulations.
This can not only eliminate the hatred of the people in the city and county to the greatest extent, but also eliminate the panic of the local people - after all, the people who govern them have not changed, the laws and regulations that govern them have not changed, and their daily lives are the same as before.
During the war, this is undoubtedly a good idea and will not slow down Qin's efforts to unify the world.
But now, the war has stopped, and Ying Zheng wants to truly conquer these cities and counties.
The right prime minister Wang Wan remonstrated: "Your Majesty, the princes have just been conquered. The land of Yan, Qi, and Jingchu are all too far away from Xianyang. These places east of Hangu Pass want to be governed like Guanzhong Same, it’s too difficult, their folk customs are completely different from those in Guanzhong.”
"Your Majesty, why don't you allocate the princes to these places to be kings and manage them in the most suitable way for the local area. All the kings respect your majesty. If these places are in the hands of the kings, don't they truly belong to Qin?"
Ying Zheng nodded after hearing this, without expressing an opinion, and said to the following: "What do the rest of you think about Wang Wan's remarks?"
The ministers discussed among themselves, and the court was noisy and noisy.
This is a normal phenomenon in the Qin court. Among the etiquette that the Qin country needs to abide by, this item cannot be discussed without the court.
As long as the First Emperor was not angry, the atmosphere in Qin's court was actually very relaxed.
Of course, this noise has nothing to do with Ying Chengyu.
He tilted his chin and wandered around, thinking about what he would have for lunch and whether any new girls had come to the balcony.
It’s a bit cold, let’s eat hot pot!
Just when he decided to have lunch, a soft female voice with a heavy retroflex sound sounded beside him.
"What do you think, Mr. Chang'an?"
"I want to eat hot pot." Ying Chengyu said smoothly.
After finishing speaking, Ying Chengyu was stunned for a moment.
Female voice?
