Chapter 47: The Reconstruction of the Analects

"Kill without mercy!"

The most common thing that happened in the court of the Qin Empire was "killing without mercy".

The mysterious wood was flying, and the neck felt cold, making people tremble with fear.

The ministers had long formed a tacit understanding to advance and retreat together, but now they had nowhere to retreat again.

The wind was howling! When the Jinyiwei came back, Caishikou must have been flooded with blood.

"Killing one person to warn the rest is a precedent in the military."

"My true teachings are deep and profound!"

The emperor's eyes were dazed, Wei was sitting there, and a voice like a ghost came, which made all the civil and military officials in the court sweat.

"The old ministers of the six kingdoms are my past."

"It's so intertwined that I can't bear it!"

"Let them reach the mountains and have a safe place so they don't starve to death."

The ministers were so sad when they heard the Qin Shi Huang's voice that they couldn't help but shed tears.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"My emperor is kind and benevolent. Can you keep some of them?"

Prince Fusu finally spoke. His gentle and graceful manner made those present feel as if they were being rekindled by the morning sun.

There are also old people in Afang Palace.

They are intricately connected, and with such a strong wind, how could it possibly blow to anywhere else?
The hearts of the court officials immediately became active again.

"Your Majesty, the towering mountains and the Confucian spirit are like the flowing water in the mountains!"

"Master Fusu learned from Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi, and has mastered the art of playing the zither!"

"So-called, self-cultivation, family management, governance of the country and peace of the world!"

"I heard that there was a lot of music in Weiyang Palace and Afang Palace today!"

"Can Master Fusu send them back to the mountains to live?"

"Especially those hiding in the palace."

Chunyu Yue was longing for it, and when he saw Prince Fusu speak, he couldn't help but look at him with burning eyes.

"Cultivate oneself, manage the family, govern the country and bring peace to the world?"

When Qin Yuan heard this strategy, he couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body.

There is a group of people among humans called fools.

Inevitably, there were many in Xianyang, such as Ying Ti, the youngest son born to Ying Yiren and Zhao Ji of the previous dynasty!
As Confucianism said.

These idiots and fools were born with talents that died in their self-cultivation and were broken at home.

However, the Qin royal family viewed Ying Ti as a punishment from heaven.

As the price for their years of fighting, treat them well.

With such a national heritage, Prince Fusu is really touching the dragon's reverse scale.

"Nonsence!"

When Ying Yuan thought of this, he couldn't help but sneeze.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for retreating to advance and successfully slacking off in the court! ]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for reaching 250 points! ]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host, you are still 2750 points away from the next slacking reward point. ]

Qin Yuan yawned again.

The court of the Qin Empire was too murderous and solemn, lacking any debate.

Once Prince Fusu opens his mouth, everything will blossom.

At this moment, my father is silent most of the time.

It's like watching children playing house, with no comment.

"Yes, the world is unified, martial arts are flourishing, and the exhausted Feng Ling needs someone to correct him!"

“Confucianism can prevail!”

"The so-called self-cultivation and family harmony, governing the country and pacifying the world! From the bottom up, inspiring people, until it reaches its peak!"

"This is the righteousness between heaven and earth, an indestructible righteousness!"

Under Chunyu Yue's leadership, many ministers stood up and made impassioned speeches.

"Oh?"

Qin Yuan was quite moved when he heard this. Others didn't know, but he knew it in his heart.

The Qin Dynasty perished in its second generation and was succeeded by the Han Dynasty, during which Confucianism flourished and existed in a world like a forest of Confucian scholars. The prosperity of the family dissolved the jungle of obsessions.

Compared with the present, it is indeed a new world that one's heart desires. In the present day, even the night watchmen in the Qin Dynasty know that the world will prosper forever.

Only he understood it in his heart and couldn't help but think more about it.

It seems that Confucianism has some ideas and is not completely useless.

What Fusu supported was self-cultivation, family management, governance of the country and peace in the world, so he walked around the Afang Palace with benevolence and humility.

"The old ministers of the six kingdoms can enter the civilian population, but they must be treated equally."

"If he rises again one day, he can be used by our dynasty."

“Maybe they should be rejuvenated, too.”

The situation reversed and the tone in the court changed again.

Qin Yuan had not been involved in politics for long, but listening to their hustle and bustle was quite rewarding.

An idea was brewing in his mind: if his father made any mistake, he must step forward to make up for it.

However, what Prince Fusu said now was completely contrary to what he said, but it happened in a different generation, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.

"I can lead by example by cultivating myself, managing my family, governing my country and bringing peace to the world!"

"The palace has classes, and everyone is striving to make progress."

Prince Fusu took an unconventional approach but did not disobey his father.

The court was delighted again, a Confucian-style delight.

"Afang Palace was originally used to house the old ministers of the six kingdoms, and the scholars who could not be killed!"

"Some of them came from the Jixia Academy."

"Our emperor is a saintly person, and he is not as violent and greedy as later generations have said."

The stories told by the scarred general Zhang Yunlong are heartwarming.

"Walking through the Afang Palace is my next goal, Qin Yuan."

Listen to the hustle and bustle in the court.

Gongzi Yuan was a little dazed.

Wang Jian, standing in the corner, couldn't help but think.

He promised to kill a group of people, and he did it.

But what the Wang family should do now is that they have been preempted by Prince Fusu, so they are hesitant about how to make suggestions.

"Yuan'er, Yuan'er!"

"Yuan'er!"

There was a solemn atmosphere in the court. When the emperor greeted Gongzi Yuan, he was actually in a trance.

"Cough cough!"

Wang Jian coughed quickly.

"what?"

Qin Yuan then came back to his senses. It turned out that the emperor had listened to the ministers' opinions and called him again.

"My son is here!"

"What about Confucianism?"

When the eunuch's shrill voice was heard, the whole court was filled with gloom.

Ever since the Sixth Prince came to court, everyone felt like a sword was hanging over their heads.

Anything that comes to him becomes the biggest variable that changes the situation.

Even Qin Yuan felt this. He looked up at everyone, yawned, and spoke.

"The reason why Confucianism is Confucianism is not because of the Analects. Mencius said that wealth and honor cannot corrupt, poverty and humbleness cannot move, and power and force cannot bend. I believe that these nobles of the six countries can make a living among the grass."

As soon as Qin Yuan opened his mouth, his meaning was very clear.

"Confucianism is pure and noble, like the best of the best. It is not a practical way. It is good to go among the people and promote the good and eliminate the bad."

He added once more, and all the old ministers present nodded in agreement.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were five hundred years of chaos. All we heard was Confucianism giving lectures everywhere, but there were no famous officials or capable officials.

In the midst of war, it seemed as if he was dedicated to saving the world and speaking with facts. This sentence completely settled the king's mind.

"Yuan Er is right. Confucianism has done nothing but save the world!"

After hearing the emperor's words, Chunyu Yue shook his head dejectedly.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask the Sixth Young Master, who is Young Master Yuan's master?"

When the political situation was at its most intense, Chunyu Yue suddenly criticized.

(End of this chapter)