"Young Master Shu, I am not a little girl who talks too much. I, the Qin Dynasty, will annex the world. In the future, the people in all parts of the Central Plains will also be from my Qin Dynasty."
At this moment, Fusu did not speak. Instead, Yang Zi spoke and said, "Brother, there is nothing wrong with treating everyone equally, right?"
"It's not wrong, it's wrong!"
Zhao Shu glanced at Yang Zi in surprise, smiled, and said: "It will be difficult for Da Qin to annex the six kingdoms and integrate them in a short time."
"The people of the Six Kingdoms have a lot of hatred for Qin, and their culture, thoughts, and writing have not yet been unified. They do not recognize themselves as Qin people at all."
"Under such circumstances, with the king here, we can naturally suppress any restlessness with our prestige."
"But if you treat everyone equally and lose the heart of the old Qin people, once something unexpected happens, the people of the six countries will not recognize you as a Qin person and will not feel loyal to the imperial court."
"When the remnants of the Six Kingdoms rise up, the people of the Six Kingdoms will inevitably follow. When the time comes, our Great Qin will lose the hearts of the old Qin people. Who will fight for our Great Qin?"
"Is it just relying on my brother's kindness to treat everyone equally?"
"If you say so, then the old Qin people have shed their blood for generations. Didn't those ancestors die in vain?"
Zhao Shu's rhetorical questions left Yang Zi speechless. Even Fusu looked pale and hesitated to speak.
Although Yang Zi was not as pro-Confucian as Fusu, and she had read a lot of books, the education given by Qin Wangzheng to Fusu, other princes, and princesses was completely different.
They have no idea what a king is.
After a while, Fusu stood up and bowed solemnly towards Zhao Shu: "My dear brother is talented and knowledgeable, Fusu is willing to follow him as a teacher!"
Looking at Fusu in front of him, Zhao Shu couldn't help but be stunned. If he became Fusu's teacher, then their generation would be completely in chaos.
Moreover, Zhao Shu could see that Fusu might not be persuaded by him. Fusu's actions were more or less in line with the Qin royal government.
"Brother, I am just a martial artist, I have nothing to teach you!"
At this moment, Zhao Shu shook his head and said word by word to Fusu: "There is still time, brother, think about it slowly."
"Try this snack, it's delicious!"
Fusu was silent, Zhao Shu glanced at Yang Zi, smiled and said, "What's the matter with the princess entering the palace?"
"Let me see my future husband!"
Yang Zi's pretty face was slightly red, but she stared at Zhao Shu boldly.
Although the words were bold, Zhao Shu could still hear the nervousness in Yang Zi's tone and couldn't help but smile.
"Is the princess disappointed?"
"No!"
Yang Zi smiled lightly and said to Zhao Shu, "Actually, when my father revealed such an idea, I was just surprised, not opposed."
"With my status, I am destined to have no control over my marriage. Compared to my eldest sister and others, I am already lucky."
"Ha ha......."
Hearing this, Zhao Shu smiled. He didn't have much experience in getting along with women. In his previous life, he had many teachers. The love he had experienced was only a love worth a few hundred yuan or even a thousand yuan a night.
In this life, when he first entered the Qin Dynasty, he worked hard to stay alive and had no contact with women. King Qin's government gave him princesses from Han and Zhao, but Zhao Shu never got involved.
This was not just because Zhao Shu didn't have time, but because of his identity. When Qin Wangzheng revealed that he wanted to marry, Zhao Shu knew that his eldest son could only be born from Yangzi.
For a while, the atmosphere was a little awkward. Both of them drank fruit wine and didn't talk much.
After a long time, Fusu came back to his senses and broke the awkward atmosphere: "Brother Xian, you mentioned this palace office."
"Are you really going to be like Jixia Academy, where a hundred schools of thought contend?"
After swallowing the snack, Zhao Shu glanced at Fusu and said, "Whether there is Confucianism or not depends on the attitude of Confucianism!"
"The Qin Dynasty does not need a Confucian who is aloof and selfish."
"What's more, I don't have any say in this. Only the king can decide."
At this moment, Fusu also understood one thing, that is, Zhao Shu, like Qin Wangzheng, had deep-rooted prejudices against Confucianism.
At this moment, Fusu felt like a loner and an alternative. In the entire Qin court, he was the only one who believed in Confucianism.
After thinking this, Fusu didn't plan to talk to Zhao Shu anymore, because he knew that no matter what he said, Zhao Shu would not look good on Confucianism.
"Brother Xian, I plan to enter the academy. What do you think, brother Xian?" A light appeared in Fusu's eyes, and a light of faith grew at this moment.
Hearing this, Zhao Shu frowned slightly. It was not that he did not want to give up power, but that putting Fusu in the academy might not involve his own thoughts.
"Masters in the academy need to take the exam. After passing the exam, they will be issued a master certificate before they are qualified to serve."
"Brother, how about entering the official office of Xu Palace and assisting Meng Yi and Zhang Cang?"
In the Preface Palace, Meng Yi and Zhang Cang are in charge of the overall situation. Even if Fusu wants to cause chaos, Meng Yi will still be watching.
After thinking about this, Zhao Shu smiled and said: "The seal script of my Da Qin Dynasty is too complicated to write."
"It is not conducive to the spread of knowledge. I plan to use the Great Seal Script as a basis and introduce the characters of the Central Plains countries to simplify a new character."
"Brother is very knowledgeable. I wonder if you are interested?"
After thinking about it, Zhao Shu still gave Li Si's credit to Fusu and asked Fusu to calm down.
Find something for Fusu to do.
"Simplify the writing?" A light appeared in Fusu's eyes, and he turned to Zhao Shu and said, "Brother Xian, is this writing that intends to unify the Central Plains?"
"Well, this is what the king meant, but we haven't found a suitable person in charge."
Zhao Shu looked at Fusu meaningfully: "In my opinion, my brother is undoubtedly the most suitable."
"My brother has read a lot of books over the years and has been able to avoid omissions to a certain extent."
"Of course, this matter is not easy. It requires the assistance of a group of people. My brother will call these people."
Taking a sip of the fruit wine, Zhao Shu's eyes flashed with light. In his opinion, the doctors gathered around Fusu were the best candidates.
For these people, it is natural to recycle waste.
Confucian people cannot be officials, but they can compile history and simplify writing.
"good!"
At this moment, Fusu looked excited. In his opinion, this matter was very challenging, and it was also an opportunity for Confucian people to show their faces in the Qin court.
As soon as he thought about this, Fusu quickly turned to Zhao Shu and said, "Don't worry, dear brother, I'll leave this matter to my brother."
"Brother, I will definitely do it beautifully. I will try to give you an answer as soon as possible!"
Hearing this, Zhao Shu smiled, looked at Fusu and said, "Brother, you are wrong. It's not for me, but for the sake of the king, for Great Qin, and for yourself, brother!"
