Give up hatred?
Hearing these four words, Yingrong had a mocking smile on his face.
A bloody storm?
He stood up, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked at his great-uncle standing in front of him with a calm expression.
"I said uncle, are you a good person?"
"After enfeoffment, will you give up your dream of unifying the world and becoming an emperor?"
"There are all kinds of bad things about Your Majesty today, but there is only one good thing. Let people know what they should do if they want long-term peace and stability after the world returns to one person."
"It's okay for you and it's okay for me."
"If one day the enfeoffment is successful and you come to your own territory, wouldn't you want to follow your Majesty's example and rule the world?"
"Now that His Majesty is still alive, you and I don't dare to make any move. Guizhou still has a peaceful life for more than ten or twenty years."
The corners of his mouth were not only ridiculed towards himself, but also ridiculed towards the world.
"But His Majesty is here after all. When His Majesty leaves one day, are you sure you can still suppress the ambition in your heart?"
"At that time, even if I give up my hatred, can you still give up your ambition?"
Ying Rong walked up to Ying Dian, his eyes like those of a hungry wolf, shining brightly in this not-so-black night.
"Actually, you already knew that, didn't you?"
"What hatred can I have in my heart for a father I have never met?"
"Whether it is you or me, we are all for power, we are all for the feudal country, and we are all for the hope that we can win the world in the future."
Yingrong turned around and walked out, his indifferent voice floating in the wind.
"You and I are just covering up our hearts for the sake of the world. How long can we deceive ourselves with such ambition?"
Ying Rong's body disappeared into the courtyard, leaving only a few floating leaves.
Ying Dian stared at the fallen leaves silently, then sighed slowly, and then said: "Who says it's not the case?"
"It's just that your Majesty is so easy to deceive."
His hands slowly gathered in the wide sleeves, and then let go again, looking very calm and calm.
"Cheng Jiao left behind a group of people back then, and I still have a group of people in my hands."
Ying Dian looked at the seemingly vast sky in the distance: "I don't know if the people under His Majesty are really that loyal."
"Meng Tian, Wang Jian, Chen Ke, Li Si and others cannot be poached, but are all the courtiers as noble as them?"
There was mockery and disdain in the corner of his mouth.
Which hero in the world doesn't want to be a king?
It's just that they don't know whether they have the ability or the possibility.
If you are at the end of your rope, it is also a possibility to challenge the impossible possibility of success.
Wherever there are gods in this world, there is no indelible prestige.
If there is, then the benefits given are not enough!
When given benefits that are within reach, even far higher than death, everyone will forget the danger of death, let alone the so-called prestige?
Ying Dian put down his hand and sighed quietly.
...........
military camp
Dozens of miles outside Xianyang City, in the military camp
A man in military uniform was sitting there, with a somewhat indifferent, hesitant and entangled look on his face.
There was a person sitting in front of him. This person's clothes were flowing and he looked very ordinary. He was full of scholarly energy.
Fan Zeng.
Fan Zeng was nearly sixty years old at this time, and his body smelled of wind and frost, but the light in his eyes made him not look like an ordinary sixty-year-old man.
He looked at Zai Yu in front of him with sincerity in his expression.
"General, think about it, if this is successful, what will happen even if His Majesty is angry?"
"When the time comes, you can follow Mr. Dong'an and King Qi will leave together."
"The King of Qi has promised you that you will be the general of Qi by then. Aren't you going to live a more comfortable life than you do now?"
Fan Zeng's eyes were filled with emotion: "Even according to the new official system that will be implemented, you are only a fourth-grade general."
"But if you dare to take a gamble, you can become a first-class minister, or even become a minister of a country, alongside the prime minister."
Fan Zeng's eyes looked at Zai Yu, and he felt that Zai Yu was already tempted.
"Think about it carefully."
"Will Mr. Dong'an still deceive you?"
After hearing this, Zai Yu sighed quietly, and then said: "Please let me think about it for a while. For such a big matter, can I make a decision just by coming here once or twice?"
"Even if I have made a decision now, do you dare to believe that I made the decision so easily?"
His fingers kept stroking underneath, and the pendulum in his heart kept swinging.
Jae Yu was really hesitating.
He controls the army stationed here, but the army here is not all the forces around Xianyang City.
The Guanzhong Army was only half a day away from him. Even if they succeeded by then, would they be able to leave Xianyang City?
It only took a moment for the Guanzhong Army to arrive here.
Zai Yu actually didn't believe that Lord Dong'an's plan could succeed. After all, in his eyes, how could the god-like First Emperor not have anticipated this?
But he was really persuaded by Fan Zeng.
After a long time, he sighed, but still looked at Fan Zeng hesitantly: "Please Mr. Dong'an, please give me another day."
"Tomorrow is the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month. No matter what, I will tell you the news."
Fan Zeng did not hesitate at all, nodded directly and said: "Okay."
He stood up. Even though Zai Yu did not agree to his proposal or agree to his affairs, he still behaved very gracefully.
It looked like he wasn't worried about Zai Yu, which made Zai Yu's heart tilt a little more.
After Fan Zeng left, Zai Yu sat in the big tent, with some candlelight flickering, reflecting his figure, looking very miserable.
"How should it be done?"
Since ancient times, there have been only two ways to commit rebellion, one is to abandon the dark side immediately and turn to the bright side, and the other is to go all the way to the dark side.
Zaiyu also knew this.
But he still hesitated. Most people in the world are like this. They cannot make the most correct decision for themselves.
Even if they make the right decision for themselves, sometimes they are unable to carry it out firmly.
Fan Zeng's expression wrinkled slightly as he left the military camp.
"The current situation is not good for Mr. Dong'an."
The truth was not as easy as he had just shown. Several generals he met actually expressed a certain degree of distrust about Lord Dong'an.
this is necessary.
But as Dong'an Jun's adviser, he felt that it would be difficult to proceed with the next steps.
When Fan Zeng was young, he liked to come up with some strange schemes and did not like to take ordinary paths. The person he admired most was Zhang Zi back then.
Zhang Yi was able to make Da Qin invincible with his own resourcefulness and his sharp tongue, and he felt that he should be able to do the same.
It's just that reality makes him tired.
Fan Zeng pressed his forehead: "How should this matter continue?"
Mr. Dong'an doesn't want to rebel, nor does he want to go that far, but if things are really hopeless, he can only take one step.
Come and try it quickly. 】
Now that the situation is very clear, Fan Zeng feels that what he has to do is make up his mind to decide on Lord Dong'an.
Perhaps, they need some additional support.
Thinking like this, Fan Zeng walked in another direction.
...........
At this time, the Manufacturing Department.
Even though it is stormy and cruel outside, the manufacturing office still looks like this, orderly.
Since Chen Ke established the Manufacturing Department, the Manufacturing Department has become a specialized yamen.
In practice, this yamen has continuously differentiated into its own departments, and based on experience, they have begun to exert different strengths.
When Chen Ke saw the Manufacturing Department again, he actually felt that the Manufacturing Department at this time did not look like the Manufacturing Department.
It is more like a combination of the Academy of Sciences and several other institutions.
Of course, this was normal in the early stages of reform, because Da Qin did not have that much production capacity and manpower, so it was impossible to directly achieve the clean and clear organizational divisions that would be seen in later generations.
Many parts have duplicate functions, or many departments are responsible for things that should be under the jurisdiction of several departments. This is normal.
As time goes by, these institutions will gradually become more normally divided and have clear powers and responsibilities.
Li Si followed Chen Ke, while Chen Ke followed Chen Ping from the Manufacturing Department. Now Chen Ping has been promoted to the deputy director of the Manufacturing Department, and is second only to Jiu Qing in terms of rank. .
But Chen Ping was still like a petty official in front of Li Si and Chen Ke.
He knows his identity, and even more so, he knows why he has his current identity and what kind of status he has.
"Prime Minister Li, Chen Fengchang, follow me."
Chen Ping smiled, led Li Si and Chen Ke, and kept walking forward with a calm look on his face.
Chen Ke raised his eyebrows, with curiosity in his voice: "There are so many divisions in the manufacturing department now? It's really good."
Chen Ping returned respectfully: "Feng Chang, the current manufacturing department is divided into many divisions, and different places are divided according to different functions."
"The main reason is that each of those people is very arrogant. Sometimes they feel that the other person's ideas are wrong, and sometimes they feel that the other person's things conflict with their own."
"So after reporting to His Majesty, it was decided to expand the Manufacturing Department and then divide it into different areas."
Chen Ke blinked: "What are the divisions based on?"
Li Si spoke at this time: "I know this well. It is divided according to the areas of Yin Yang, Five Elements, Liang Yi and Bagua."
"Those who are engaged in research more or less feel that their research is related to the five elements, so they each choose an area."
Li Si said with emotion: "Last year, a lot of effort was wasted in order to expand this manufacturing office."
He curled his lips: "At first, I wanted to leave a large area and divide it into an administrative area along Penglaizhou."
"But after this matter came out, His Majesty said that if you were still in the imperial court, you would definitely feel that these studies should be the priority, so he emphasized the expansion of the Manufacturing Department first."
There was some resentment and complaint in Li Si's voice, and of course Chen Ke could hear these emotions.
So he smiled and said nothing.
Seeing Chen Ke's lack of reaction, Li Si smiled sarcastically.
In fact, there is no other meaning, just to complain and complain, and then let Chen Ke find a solution quickly.
As they were walking, Chen Ke suddenly said: "Brother Li, do you know what I am taking you to see this time?"
what"?
Li Si shook his head slightly: "I just heard you said it was something called "cement". Could it be that this thing is of great use? "
Chen Ke just smiled and looked at Chen Ping, who was walking aside with his head lowered and silent, pretending that he didn't exist.
"Chen Ping, you are the deputy director of the Manufacturing Department. If you want to take a step forward, do you know what to do?"
Chen Ping nodded immediately. He actually knew his shortcomings in his heart, and he also knew that Chen Ke was now giving him guidance.
"I have some guesses in my mind."
"The Manufacturing Department is a very important department. When you were still the young master, you served as the director here."
"Xia Guan feels that if you want to be the director here, you must first understand what those people in the Manufacturing Department study. In other words, it is not called understanding, but understanding."
"If you don't even understand these things, how can you manage such a large manufacturing office?"
Chen Ke smiled and nodded. He looked at Chen Ping and seemed to be explaining to Chen Ping: "You are right. The management of the Manufacturing Department must be able to know what the people here are researching."
"If you don't know the principles of how they make things, that is, the "rules," then you have to do another thing. "
“Getting a handle on what they’re making.”
“Only in this way can we better serve these people.”
Chen Ke's voice seemed to be filled with emotion, and he said with deep meaning: "Actually, the director of the Manufacturing Department is not an official position."
“In my opinion, it’s more like a ‘butler’ position. "
"You have to help the people here as much as you can and help them deal with some of the things they're not good at."
"Such as political things, such as financial things."
“You are not a leader, you are a servant.”
Chen Ke's voice was a little deep.
He doesn't like some people, who are obviously in some professional industries, but they find some outsiders to guide those who are experts.
Some people only talk about politics and talk about beautiful things, but they have never practiced it personally, so they will not make policies that are beneficial to these industries.
This is the most annoying thing about Chen Ke.
Therefore, he decided to set down rules from the very beginning and tell all officials and superiors in special industries.
"They are not leaders, but servers."
If you are not satisfied, then don't climb to this position.
