"How does the 200,000 people who stayed in Zhao compare with the 240,000 people who were killed in Yique and the 150,000 people who were slaughtered in Huayang? How does it compare with the capital being destroyed and the royal tombs being burned?" Yu Xin asked in a deep voice. road.
When the kings of Chu, Wei, and Han heard this, their originally vigilant expressions instantly turned into anger, not towards Yu Xin, but towards Lu Buwei and Jiang Qu.
"Sowing discord." King Chu snorted coldly.
He paused for a moment and stopped talking.
When Taizizhu wanted to say something, Lu Buwei quickly stopped him and shook his head slightly at him.
Reality is not a debate. Everything must be refuted. If you continue to say it, it will seem deliberate.
Now the three countries of Han, Wei and Chu have not felt the threat of Zhao State, and they are seeking help from Zhao State, so they will naturally unite around Zhao State. When you feel the threat from Zhao Guo, you will definitely think of what he said today.
At this time, Zhao Kuo's voice came from the altar.
"Today, I have planted a college. Tomorrow, there will be thousands of colleges opened in every corner of the world. I hope that everyone in the world will be able to eat well, wear warm clothes, have a house to live in, and receive medical treatment for their illnesses. , work will be rewarded, children will learn, old people will die, men will have their share, and women will have their return. I, Zhao Kuo, am willing to make this a goal, and I will continue to struggle throughout my life!" Zhao Kuo roared loudly.
"The king is mighty!"
"King Rende!"
All the people screamed crazily. Since ancient times, no monarch has ever taken them as untouchables in the eyes, and no one is willing to treat their illnesses and let them study!
Yes, there is only one college now, and it is not their turn yet.
However, they are willing to fight for their sons and grandchildren!
Maybe this day is still far away, but they believe in Zhao Kuo and believe that this day will come.
People in this era were so simple that Zhao Kuo couldn't bear to deceive them.
The expressions of the envoys from various countries, including the kings of Chu, Wei, and Han, changed dramatically, and all kinds of roars, shouts, and cheers came from all directions, filling their eardrums.
They asked themselves, they definitely did not have the popularity and prestige of Zhao Kuo!
Prince Zhu's face was gloomy. Others may not have noticed, but he heard very clearly that Zhao Kuo was talking about "people of the world." He was the first monarch who dared to declare in front of everyone that he was "aiming for the world."
Including his father, he only dared to plot the world a little bit!
How dare Zhao Kuo!
The expressions of the Zhao nobles changed even more!
The king wants to enlighten the people’s wisdom!
If the people's wisdom is opened, what will they, the nobles, do? Will nobles still be nobles then?
"Your Majesty!"
Seeing Zhao Kuo walking down the altar, Lin Xiangru and others smiled bitterly and handed over their hands. This was different from what they had agreed before!
"I am walking at the front, you just need to follow me." Zhao Kuo's voice was unmistakable.
When everyone heard this, their hearts suddenly trembled.
"I am willing to follow your Majesty." Lin Xiangru immediately said with his hands.
"I am willing to follow your Majesty." Everyone said in unison.
"Teacher, this disciple has decided to stay in Zhao." Huang Shigong suddenly turned around and said solemnly to He Guanzi.
"You know this is impossible to achieve. Sickness can be cured, work can be rewarded, children can learn, old people can die... A saint can only govern the world like this, but... there are no saints in this world..."
He Guanzi shook his head slightly. He had heard too many beautiful vows and had seen too many human tragedies.
When he was young, he might still believe in the Datong society in the book and the saints in ancient times.
Now he has long understood that there is no such thing as a harmonious society and there is no such thing as a saint. It is just a figment of his imagination.
The reality is too painful, so people place their hopes on the illusory past and future.
"There may be no saints in this world, but as long as the king is still working hard in this direction, my disciples are willing to follow him forever." Huang Shigong said firmly.
"Teacher respects your choice, but the teacher is still serving as a sacrificial wine. It is enough to receive some food and salary every month." He Guanzi said.
He no longer has the passion he had when he was a teenager. He prefers practical things to things that are invisible and intangible.
"Teacher, don't you want to realize the world of great harmony in your dream?" Huang Shigong looked at He Guanzi.
He Guanzi's face is a bit weathered. Everyone has their own world of great harmony in their hearts, and He Guanzi is no exception.
When he was young, he studied Huang Lao's "inaction". Later, he felt that "inaction" was not enough to strengthen the country, so he began to study the "legal system" of Legalism.
If Xunzi is the Legalist in Confucianism, then He Guanzi is the Legalist in Taoism.
He is a realist who will not dwell on the so-called "Great Harmony" of the past, nor will he have any hope for the "Great Harmony" of the future.
In his opinion, these are all fake.
"Since it's all a dream, how can it be realized?" He Guanzi shook his head. "This is destined to be a dead end."
"Teacher, let's wait and see." Huang Shigong said firmly.
Yes, this road is indeed impassable now.
But which path is open?
The Confucian way?
The legalist path?
The Mohist path?
Or is it Huang Lao’s path?
Isn’t there any way to get through?
In this case, why not try to find a way again!
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On the second day of Cangshuge and Handan College, people from all over the country continued to come to donate books, including "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" and other mathematical classics, "Huangdi Neijing·Suwen", "Huangdi Neijing·Lingshu", and "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" While waiting for medical works, there was also a Confucian scholar named Gongyangdi who wrote the "Spring and Autumn Gongyang Zhuan" that had been passed down orally since his eldest father Gongyang Gao on the spot and handed it over to the State of Zhao for publication.
There are also many books that Zhao Kuo has never heard of, or has no name, or is passed down by word of mouth, and they have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Some of them are only a few hundred words, while some are as long as tens of thousands of words.
"Your Majesty, there is news from the clouds that Zhao Feiqi killed hundreds of Hu people, one of whom was the leader of the Hu people. Several tribal leaders protested." Liu Ping handed over the information.
Zhao Kuo opened the information and glanced at it, raised his head and asked, "Are there any barbarians attacking my hometown of Zhao State?"
"No." Liu Ping shook his head.
"They just shouted that they would never dare to attack our country of Zhao. If the Xiongnu, Donghu and other barbarians are wild wolves, they are at best dogs." Yan Ju said disdainfully.
"Then don't worry about him. He is just a barbarian leader. If he dies, he will die." Zhao Kuo said lightly.
"promise."
"By the way, has Zhao Feiqi had nothing to do recently?" Zhao Kuo said with a frown.
"Your Majesty, nothing happened." Yan Ju scratched his head.
At their level, they can no longer improve their strength by relying on training, so they only have regular training to maintain their feel, and the rest of the time is free.
"If you have nothing to do, go to Northern Xinjiang for a trip. It happens that the three counties of Northern Xinjiang are sorting out household registrations. Please help us to see who is protesting." Zhao Kuo said coldly.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, this matter will eventually become familiar to you." Yan Ju said excitedly, turning around and walking out.
"Wait a minute." Zhao Kuo stopped Yan Ju, "Try not to kill anyone. If you encounter anyone who is disobedient, send them all to road construction or coal mining in Jinyang."
These are all excellent laborers, it would be a pity to kill them.
Whether it is road construction or coal mining, a lot of people are needed, and some areas are very dangerous and accidents occur frequently. The death of a Zhao person will feel distressed for a long time, but it does not matter to the Hu people.
Yan Ju was stunned for a moment. The concept of trying not to kill people had never entered their minds. They only realized it after counting their breaths.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the general is very kind."
