In the past ten days, people have been pouring into various cities in Han Dynasty, all from Zhao and Wei.
Most of them are nobles, and there are very few common people. In this era, the farthest place most people have traveled is the city near the village. Limited by transportation and financial resources, they could not go very far.
Han Di, which had lost its nobles, once again welcomed a large number of nobles.
According to common theory, these literate nobles can just fill the gap of Korean officials. It is natural for a carrot to fall into a hole.
This is what these nobles thought when they came to Korea and found that the local governance was completely blank.
After many inquiries, they easily found out that the actual ruler of Han lived in Xinzheng.
A few days later, Xinzheng saw its largest population inflow in decades.
Sheriff's Mansion.
Xinzheng County Sheriff Qiang stood waiting at the door of the main house.
Lu Goujian pushed open the wooden door and nodded slightly to Qiang, indicating that he could enter.
Qiang politely thanked him and walked in through the gap next to Lu Goujian.
When I came to the lobby, I saw Ying Chengyu, with his hair tied up and newly dressed, eating. There was a bowl of millet porridge and a few pickled vegetables on the table.
"Have you eaten? Let's eat some together?"
Ying Chengyu greeted him warmly.
Eating at the same table as Ying Chengyu, he could show off for a long time in front of his colleagues who changed their name to Liusha.
While Qiang was talking about how embarrassing this was, he joined the table.
The maid took the bowl and chopsticks and put them in front of Qiang. Qiang, who had already eaten breakfast, filled himself with a bowl of millet porridge.
He brought it to his mouth and blew on it, touching it slightly with his lips. After checking that it wasn't hot, he took a big sip. The taste was the same as his millet porridge.
"Is this what you're eating this morning? It doesn't even have any meaty taste."
People who practice martial arts like Qiang can eat meat and love to eat meat, but if their body cannot keep up with nutrition, practicing martial arts will only destroy themselves.
"I'm not used to eating too greasy food in the morning. I know you can't get used to it, so I asked someone to go to the kitchen to get meat for you."
Soon, Qiang grabbed a big pig's trotter with his right hand, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it hard, making it soft and delicious.
Two new plates were placed in front of him. One plate contained boiled and mashed pig trotters, and the other plate contained stewed dog meat.
He forced a smile with satisfaction and said:
"Qiang is here to ask for credit from your Majesty.
"In a few days, Your Majesty won't need to get up so early."
He pointed the pig's paw at the thick paper stacked on the desk five steps away, and swallowed the tendon in his mouth.
"The person who will help you handle your affairs is here."
Ying Cheng's habits are very clear.
Can sit but not stand, can lie down but not sit.
Junshang is a representative of laziness who says that his day's plans start in the morning and sleeps until Tatsuki, saying that his plan is to sleep.
Ever since the source of the disaster was gone, Your Majesty must have been getting up early and staying up late every day to deal with political affairs in Korea. He must have been bored to death... Qiang thought to himself. He looked at the king's face, expecting to see a look of joy.
"All those nobles have come here..."
Ying Chengyu sipped the millet porridge in small sips, thoughtfully, with a calm look on his face.
Qiang didn't see the joy and was a little surprised and a little disappointed.
It is a good thing that your Majesty is indifferent to his emotions and anger, and that the city is deep and deep... As he thought this, he smiled again and said:
"Yes, Qiang has prepared a roster for you. Your Majesty can assess him today and arrange for his appointment."
"You are well prepared. You must have brought the roster with you? Just take it out."
Ying Chengyu showed a smile.
That is to say, how could your Majesty not be happy... He forced a smile with great joy.
Qiang, who had been chewing pig's trotters with one hand, took out a book from his coat with his unstained left hand and placed it apologetically in a clean space on the desk.
His right hand was oily and it was difficult to touch the roster, so he handed it over with one hand and felt disrespectful.
"You don't need so many etiquette."
Ying Chengyu said, grabbing the roster and reading from the first page.
In addition to the basic age, origin, and temperament under each name. Many people also have their teachers and resumes - what officials they have held and what they have done.
Ying Chengyu read very quickly, flipping through more than ten pages.
As expected of your Majesty, you can read so fast... Qiang thought as he grabbed the pig's trotters with both hands and chewed them.
"you eat first."
Ying Chengyu said something to Qiang, stood up, walked over to the desk filled with Korean government affairs, and sat down.
Pick up the brush, grind the ink with cloves in the early morning, add water and mix it thoroughly with the inkstone, and tap it twice.
The nib changes from white to black.
Ying Cheng held his pen carefully and circled a name on the page where he stopped. Then he flipped through it again and checked another name after a few pages.
Qiang knew that Junshang was picking someone, so he approached Junshang with the pig's trotters to see who Junshang had picked.
Before he could finish a pig's trotter, Ying Chengyu had already read through the entire roster.
"Everyone in the circle is unwanted?"
Qiang smiled and asked.
He could see clearly that Ying Chengyu had only circled four people in total.
"No, you don't want the ones without circles."
Ying Chengyu stuffed the roster back into Qiang's arms, raised his hand and pushed Qiang's chin.
"Although I don't like red tape, is it inappropriate for you to launch a biochemical attack on my breath with your mouth wide open, your teeth and tongue covered with pork foam?"
Taking off the top piece of paper from the pile of papers with ease, Ying Chengqiao looked at it while mumbling as he did every day.
"You shouldn't have let that old ghost run away. When will the days of doing government affairs come to an end?"
Qiang left with deep doubts.
He didn't understand why your Majesty only chose four nobles out of more than a thousand who could serve as officials when he clearly hated dealing with government affairs.
The sun rises in the east.
The sun sets.
The government affairs on the documents are getting thinner and thinner, gradually from high to low, to none, and then bottom out and then rise again - this is tomorrow's government affairs.
Ying Chengyu was busy until the evening, and it wasn't until the moonlight that Liu Shaotou loosened his stiff neck and met Wei Zhuang who had returned from Xianyang.
Wei Zhuang brought back the news that the letter was delivered to Xunzi personally, and Ying Chengyu was a little happy.
After waiting for several days, there was no letter from Xianyang, which was exactly what Ying Chengyu wanted.
The entire content of the letter he sent was - Brother Emperor, do you want to tour eastward? Is it okay if I pretend to be you and go on patrol?
Xianyang did not object to the letter, which was acquiescence.
The next day, Ying Chengyu issued an expulsion order and expelled most of the nobles who had fled to Han from Zhao and Wei.
The governor of Xinzheng County was strong, and he was scolded by the local nobles in Zhao and Wei. They did not know that the person who was actually in charge of Han and ordered to expel them was Ying Chengyu.
Ying Chengyu was imprisoned in Xianyang Prison by the First Emperor, and few people would associate the incident in Han with him.
However, soon, everyone in the world knew that Han Di was transferred to Chang'an Lord.
The Mohist tycoon issued a recruitment order on behalf of Lord Chang'an in the name of Lord Chang'an Yingcheng's disciple.
Anyone with profound knowledge can come to Korea regardless of which family, sect or sect they belong to. The Lord of Chang'an is willing to share the official position with all the scholars, and the Great Qin Academy welcomes hundreds of scholars to teach.
With this order, the world is boiling.
In the book-burning order, the law of books swept the world, and the era of the end of the Dharma of hundreds of schools of thought. Han Di, for the first time, entered the eyes of people all over the world.
Being expelled, the scholars who risked their lives for the inheritance of knowledge knew for the first time that there was such a paradise in the world that was not affected by the order of burning books and the imposition of book laws.
This paradise also extended an olive branch to them, not only allowing them to teach and educate people, but also allowing them to serve as officials and show what they have learned, and receive high treatment.
Who wants to linger in the darkness if you can dance in the light?
The coast of the East China Sea.
Qidi, Linzi.
This was once the capital of Qi State, which held half of the world's wealth, and was the richest place in the world.
The Marquis of Wucheng, Wang Jian, took off the armor he had worn for a lifetime of fighting, put on soft silk, and took his grandson Wang Li to live in old age.
He, the only Chehou in the Qin Dynasty, was assigned to the richest eighteen cities of Linzi. The price is to stay away from the center of power, lose the influence of the military, and surrender military power.
Wang Jian was very satisfied with this result. This was the result he wanted.
There is plenty of sunlight, and the sun is warm on your body.
The veteran squinted his eyes and hummed the Qin opera while issuing numerous military orders.
"Master Hou, Mr. Li, Master Li, came to say goodbye and said he was going..."
The butler came up and announced like a soldier.
"Go, go, go wherever you like."
Wang Jian didn't listen to what the housekeeper said and didn't care.
"only!"
The butler responded loudly and turned back neatly. He had no intention of completing what he said and didn't seem to care.
He was once Wang Jian's personal guard and was accustomed to obeying orders.
The veteran sneered as he listened to the footsteps of the butler's troops leaving.
"There are not many scholars yet."
Wang Jian, who had retired peacefully, chose a completely opposite path for the general Wang Li who was supposed to inherit his title of Marquis of Wucheng, abandoning military affairs and following civil service.
The old man, who has spent his whole life fighting and killing, and has risen to the top of the ranks of nobles and officials, does not want his grandson to follow in his footsteps and go to the battlefield again and again. He just wants his grandson to be safe, wealthy and prosperous.
But deep down, the old man who once served as the banner of the Qin army still looked down upon the literati.
"Birdman."
The veteran said contemptuously.
Outside the gate.
The old man who was well-known in Qi and once offered wine to Jixia Academy did not expect that Wang Jian would not even meet him.
This is naked humiliation.
"If you respect the scholars of Qi, how can Peng Yan lead his people to leave their homeland?"
Peng Yan left angrily.
The housekeeper spat as he looked at the many wise men and women who had enlightened his young master.
"Bah, Birdman."
The next day, Wang Jian ordered the housekeeper to find a famous teacher for his grandson.
The housekeeper searched Linzi all over, and all the famous people went to Han Dynasty.
The butler returned without success, and the veteran was a little unhappy.
His grandson must use the best in everything, and the same goes for enlightenment.
Give the steward a military order to leave Linzi and not come back until he finds a famous teacher.
The veteran thought that he would be able to wait for the steward to return in three or two days, but he did not expect that the wait would take more than ten days.
Not only Linzi's famous people in Qidi have left, but also Langya, Jiaodong, Sishui and other counties.
Two days later, the housekeeper who traveled thousands of miles finally brought back the famous scholar who had not left Qidi because of his old mother's illness.
The veteran was satisfied.
"Oh, a birdman is worthy of a Zhuzi."
After so many days, the old man didn't care anymore and knew that these birdmen had gone to Korea because of Ying Chengyu's order to recruit talents.
In the vast land of Qi, there is only one exception, Di City and its surroundings.
This is the territory of the three brothers Tian Dan, Tian Rong, and Tian Heng.
The three of them were members of the royal family of Qi. After Qi surrendered to Qin, they were demoted to common people and lived in Di County to raise scholars and wait for good opportunities.
Dicheng was very inconspicuous in Qidi, and it was not a big city. It was not enfeoffed by the First Emperor.
Under the leadership of the three Tian brothers, the lives of the people here are almost the same as before the fall of Qi.
They use the word "Qi" and learn the word "Qi". The First Emperor's order of burning books, the law of holding books, the three-kill order, and the laws of the Qin Dynasty in the world have nothing to do with Dicheng.
Tianjia, a mansion courtyard.
Leaves were falling in the courtyard. Zhang Liang, who looked both male and female, was sitting on a stone bench, coughing repeatedly. After covering his mouth with a handkerchief, there were obvious blood stains on it.
He looked in the direction of Han Dynasty and gritted his teeth.
"Occupy my country, slander my reputation, and recruit heroes... Qin Wang, Chang'an, if only one is alive, it will be difficult to cause chaos, and it will be difficult for Korea to recover!"
Chudi.
The culture here is self-contained, and the Chu region, where witchcraft culture is prevalent, has little interest in the news coming from the Han region.
The First Emperor divided the ministers into confederations to bring peace to the world.
Among the heroes whose territory was assigned to the Chu region, after such a long time, there were only a few who could implement the orders of the First Emperor to the extreme.
The Chu people have their own pride. Their nobles and common people all believe in witchcraft, worship fire, and like the color red.
Because it was too far away from Guanzhong, the Chu region rebelled, and it was too difficult for Guanzhong to send troops to quell the rebellion.
Moreover, the intricate terrain of Chu State was so advantageous that even the God of War Wang Jian needed 600,000 people to overwhelm Chu State's favorable terrain with people and people. These heroes discovered this as soon as they arrived in Chu State.
They did not have Wang Jian's military force, and they did not have Guanzhong as a backer. Therefore, most of the heroes who were granted the title of Chu Land adopted a soft policy.
They have to think about their own lives. Chu people are very anxious and will really risk their lives.
The further away from Xianyang, the harder it is to fulfill the orders of the First Emperor.
Officials in the Chu region use simplified Chinese characters, but the majority of people still use Chu characters.
Most of the Chu nobles scorned Ying Chengyu's recruitment order.
Xiang Liang finally got rid of his eldest nephew and came to Yingdu in person to entertain the nobles of Chu in Yingdu.
During the banquet, Xiang Liang commented on the recruitment order:
"The Recruitment Order, the Recruitment Order, recruits wise men. What does it have to do with us barbarians?"
After finishing speaking, the guests and hosts looked at each other, laughed, raised their bottles against each other, and drank the wine together.
Just when Xiang Liang was at peace in his heart, he was planning how to implement the First Emperor's order and let a few more people die in Chu, so as to make Chu's hatred of Qin even more serious.
A few days later.
"There is no one in the world who is wiser than the Chu people!"
A group of Chu people shouted slogans and marched out of Chu land in a mighty manner. They are going to Korea to promote the witchcraft culture of Chu and spread the glory of Donghuang Taiyi to the world.
This group of Chu people came from the local aristocracy, with the surname Mi of the Jiang family. Xiang Liang entertained Jiang He, the head of the Jiang family, alone.
At the banquet, the two drank and talked happily.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food.
The chubby Xiang Liang smiled kindly, and his eyes revealed cunning, shrewdness and philistinism.
"Brother Jiang sent the best members of his family to Korea, but what news did he get? If there is a profitable business, I hope to talk to Liang Ting. If Liang Ting can benefit, 50% will be given to Brother Jiang."
Xiang Liang was the son of Xiang Yan, Lord Wu'an of Chu, and he often came to Yingdu. He was very close to many aristocratic families, such as the Qu, Jing, and Zhao families, and he also had a good relationship with the Jiang family.
Jiang He, whose face was red, was not too defensive about Xiang Liang, so he picked up the wine bottle and told the truth.
"My master wants me to help others, so how dare I not do so?"
(End of chapter)
