"Your Majesty, Doctor Xi Qiming invites Zhang Beichen to be a guest in his mansion." In the Qin Palace, the subordinates reported the matter to Ying Yiren.
"Xi Qiming, why did he invite Zhang Beichen?" Ying Yiren frowned slightly.
"He seems to want to win over Zhang Beichen and marry his daughter to him!"
"What!" Ying Yiren's voice suddenly rose, startling her subordinates.
"This Xi Qiming is really tired of living! How audacious!" Ying Yiren's tone was cold, with murderous intent. The subordinates noticed that her hand was already on the hilt of the sword!
"Well, what's going on today, Your Majesty?" The subordinates were worried. King Qin was usually very calm, so why did he get angry when he heard this news? Isn't it just wooing? Isn't this a normal thing?
"What's the result?" Ying Yiren looked at him and asked, "Did Zhang Beichen agree?"
"No, Mr. Zhang said he couldn't bear it, and the two of them broke up unhappy." The subordinate answered truthfully.
After hearing this, Ying Yiren's tone returned to calmness: "I know, you can go down."
"yes!"
…
Zhang Beichen came out of Xi Qiming's mansion. It was already very late, so he did not go to the Qin Palace to pay a visit, but went to the Recruitment Hall.
The Talent Recruitment Hall is located on the main street of the capital city. It used to be a mansion under the name of King Qin. In order to prepare for the construction of the Talent Recruitment Hall, Ying Yi spent her own money, money and people, and publicized it.
Even so, only more than a hundred people came to Qin.
Speaking of which, Zhang Beichen is an official and falls under the recruitment regulations, so he is also considered a student of the recruitment hall and has his residence here.
Zhang Beichen stayed at the recruitment hall for one night. Early the next morning, he met the order of the recruitment hall and Ying Yiren's trusted minister, Jing Ping.
Jing Ping's skin is dark, but his facial features are handsome. He speaks and moves politely, with the demeanor of a Confucian disciple.
In the previous simulation, Zhang Beichen had taken refuge with him and became his disciple.
"Brother Zhang, I've admired you for a long time." Jingping cupped his hands and said.
"Your Majesty," Zhang Beichen quickly returned the greeting.
"You don't have to be so polite. You and I are both working for the Lord, so we should act like brothers." Others don't know, but Jingping doesn't know either? Ying Yiren really trained Zhang Beichen as a confidant.
The title "Aiqing" has now become her exclusive title for Zhang Beichen.
Moreover, Jing Ping also saw Zhang Beichen's talents and felt that he did have real talents and practical skills.
"Then I'm not welcome." Zhang Beichen said casually.
"Brother Zhang," Jing Ping said, "Your Majesty has already ordered that you will live in the Talent Recruitment Hall these days. If you have anything to do, you can go to the palace to see me."
"Yes." Zhang Beichen also knew that he was no longer a guest, so it was naturally impossible for him to live in the Qin Palace to avoid causing criticism.
"If you have nothing to do today, why don't you go to my mansion and let's have a good chat!" Jing Ping wanted to communicate with Zhang Beichen.
The two were about to leave, but were stopped.
"May I ask if this is the legendary Magistrate of Baiyang County, Zhang Beichen?" The person who stopped them was a scholar wearing Confucian uniform.
"Exactly." Zhang Beichen looked at the other party.
As soon as they heard Zhang Beichen's name, the surrounding scholars immediately gathered around and looked Zhang Beichen up and down.
"Is he Zhang Beichen?"
"That's it! I thought he had three heads and six arms!"
"I don't know what King Qin likes about him? We are obviously all scholars in the Talent Recruitment Hall. Why are we suffering and suffering here, but he is already an official and a knight?"
"I also heard that the King of Qin promoted him to a title twice in a row! It's so unfair. If it comes to knowledge, I think I can't lose to him!"
Jing Ping whispered in Zhang Beichen's ear: "Brother Zhang, the scholars have traveled thousands of miles to come to the Qin State. They feel that our Qin State is poor and are dissatisfied. These days, the emperor has not given them any titles or titles. The resentment is even worse.”
"I heard that you are highly valued by the king, so it is inevitable that I will be somewhat hostile to you."
Zhang Beichen immediately understood that he was suffering from jealousy.
The Confucian scholar asked again: "May I ask County Magistrate Zhang, where did your teacher come from, and what family did you teach?"
Zhang Beichen said directly: "I am a loose person in the mountains. I have no famous teachers and I am not from a famous family."
After hearing this, everyone looked at him with a bit more contempt, and some even showed contempt.
In this era, all countries attach great importance to family background. Most of these scholars, even those who were poor and downtrodden, could look up their genealogy and report their prominent ancestors.
"If that's the case, then why can you serve as county magistrate and be promoted to a fourth-level title within a month?" the Confucian scholar asked.
Zhang Beichen said: "Your Majesty trusts me and recognizes my talents. Do you still need to ask why? Do you mean that whoever has a high family will be given an official title? Then there are many powerful children in Qin State, so we still need What are you here for?"
"You..." The Confucian scholar's tone was stagnant and he said unconvincedly: "Since you claim to be talented and knowledgeable, then we are just waiting to see you!"
"Zhang Beichen, do you dare to argue with us?" He challenged.
Others were also eager to give it a try. Zhang Beichen saw that there were so many people, and even a few days would not be enough to debate with them.
He refused directly and said: "I still have something to do, you can defend yourself."
"Are you afraid?" The Confucian scholar took the opportunity to provoke the general, "Afraid that your talent and knowledge will be revealed!"
"That's right, don't you dare to argue with us?"
"My talents and knowledge are even better than yours, and I should be reused by the King of Qin!" the scholars shouted one after another.
Seeing this, Zhang Beichen said: "Everyone, I know you want to prove your talents, but you don't have to use this method. Your Majesty will decide the national policy in the near future. If you have real ability, you will contribute to the national policy. If you are really better than me, You are so strong that I, Zhang Beichen, am convinced by you!"
"Okay!" Someone immediately shouted, "I have already prepared to present the national policy to the King of Qin. At that time, I will be in charge of the national policy of the Qin State and serve as a general and prime minister!"
"My national policy is the most suitable for Qin!"
When the Confucian scholar saw that his anger was diverted by Zhang Beichen, he put down his harsh words: "Zhang Beichen, I know that your Majesty is now partial to your reform policy. It's a pity that you met me. As long as I am here, there will be no place for you in the Qin State." place!"
This man was extremely hostile to him. Zhang Beichen remembered that he had never provoked him. Could it be that he was from the old clan?
Zhang Beichen asked: "Who are you?"
The Confucian scholar did not hide it, and said with a proud face: "I will not change my name when I sit down, and my surname will not be changed when I am doing it! The country of Lu is a good and peaceful country."
"The State of Lu? That is the hometown of Saint Kong!" Immediately a scholar asked, "I am a disciple of Confucianism. Have you ever studied in a Confucian academy in the State of Lu?"
"Of course!" Gongliang Huaian said, "I was fortunate enough to study in the Confucian Academy of Lu for three years."
Everyone was even more surprised when they heard this.
"It turns out he is the son of Gongliang's family!" Someone said, "In the Spring and Autumn Period, Gongziliang's descendants went to the State of Lu to study with Saint Kong. They were respected as disciples of the saint, so future generations took Gongliang as their surname! Brother Gongliang was from a famous family. !”
Some people even expressed admiration: "Brother Gongliang can study in a Confucian academy, he must be an elite of Confucianism!"
"Don't dare to take it, don't take it. There are many talented people among you!" Gongliang Huaian said, "Everyone, the Qin State is about to make a national policy. We are all here to assist the King of Qin in governing the Qin State. We should use what we have learned to serve the Qin State. The country offers good strategies for governing the country. We must not allow those who are just pretending to be in high positions to harm the country and the people."
"This is natural!" All the scholars nodded, knowingly or unknowingly, they regarded Zhang Beichen as their opponent.
Zhang Beichen didn't care, at least more than half of these people had to be eliminated.
…
In Jingping's mansion, Jingping reminded: "Brother Zhang, some of the scholars have contacted the old clan privately. I'm afraid they will attack you when making national policies!"
"Not afraid." Zhang Beichen was confident that his reform strategy would be fine.
"I'm just reminding you. Brother Zhang just needs to know what's going on." Jing Ping said, and then told him some of Qin's current situation and what he should pay attention to when making national policies.
Zhang Beichen stayed in Yueyang City for a few days, and finally it was time for King Qin to decide on national policy.
On this day, all the courtiers of the Qin State and the scholars of the Talent Recruitment Hall went to the palace to participate in the court meeting to determine the national policy.
The people of Yingyi bathed and burned incense, put on the black and red robes of the King of Qin, and first went to the ancestral temple to worship their ancestors according to the rules, and then went to court.
In the main hall of the palace, Ying Yi sat high on a golden and jade throne, with a cold and beautiful face, overlooking the ministers.
Her eyes swept through the ministers until she saw Zhang Beichen standing below, her eyes lingering for a few seconds.
Ying Yiren knows that there will be no peace in deciding the national policy today. She had asked Jing Ping to convey her message to Zhang Beichen. She wanted to formulate the national policy of reform and strengthening the country.
In this regard, she alone is not enough, Zhang Beichen also needs to contribute.
Meng Yuan, who had gray hair and beard, said in an old voice: "The new king should set national policies to govern the country. Your Majesty, please sacrifice the black bird!"
Ying Yiren stood up and pulled out her sword. The blade lightly scratched her palm, blood fell on the sword, and the sword made a clanking sound!
Immediately afterwards, a shadow of a black bird was seen flying from a distance and hovering in the center of the hall. It was the symbol of Qin's national destiny, the totem black bird.
