Chapter 97 Preparations for the Fengshan Ceremony

Ying Zheng and his ministers were all drunk and unconscious, except Ying Ziye, who was still conscious.

He ordered the eunuchs to escort Ying Zheng back to his bedroom, and ordered the Dragon and Tiger Guards to escort the ministers back home. The court meeting was temporarily cancelled.

The next morning, Ying Zheng woke up from a hangover and immediately ordered a three-day vacation and issued a general amnesty!

All prisoners in Daqin prisons, except those on death row, have been released!
Countless prisoners were grateful to Ying Ziye. If he had not unified the country, they would probably never see the light of day again.

Three days later.

In the main hall of Zhangtai Palace, the court meeting was held again.

"Your Majesty, now that the Qin State has unified the country, you should ascend the throne as the Son of Heaven, hold a Fengshan ceremony, and pray for the blessing of God!"

Chunyu Yue stood up and gave advice to Ying Zheng.

As soon as these words were spoken, all the civil and military officials nodded in agreement.

Although the Qin State had been unified, it still used the titles and rituals of the vassal states, which were no longer appropriate.

"Appointed as the emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng was slightly dissatisfied with the title of "Son of Heaven".
As an ambitious emperor, he longed to surpass his ancestors and no longer use the title of Son of Heaven from the Zhou Dynasty.

Because Ying Zheng's ambition is to surpass everything, even the sky!
"My dear ministers, I am not satisfied with the title of 'Son of Heaven'. Do you have a better choice?"

Ying Zheng glanced at his ministers, waiting for their answers.

Um.
As soon as these words were spoken, the civil and military officials in the court fell into deep thought.

The new title must reflect the majesty of the monarch and match the ambition of Qin to unify the world, which is not an easy task.
Just when everyone was silent, Ying Ziye stepped forward.

As a time traveler, he was well aware of Ying Zheng's inner pride.

The future emperor of all ages would never be willing to be inferior to anyone, even to the sky!

"My father!"

"I think that during your reign you have accomplished an unprecedented feat of unification. Your virtues are comparable to those of the Three Sovereigns, and your achievements surpass those of the Five Emperors. You should be called both 'Emperor' and 'Emperor'!"

"He is called 'Emperor'!"

"My father is the first emperor and should be called 'the first emperor'!"

"I changed my name from 'Gua Ren' to 'Zhen', symbolizing that the whole world belongs to me and the imperial power is supreme!"

"And the ministers changed the way they addressed you from 'Your Majesty' to 'Your Majesty'!"

"Your order is an imperial decree!"

Ying Ziye spoke out the honorific title of later generations in one breath.

When Ying Zheng heard this, his eyes lit up and his face was filled with joy: "Emperor, I, Your Majesty, the imperial edict."

"Great! Great! Great!"

"My son, what you said is exactly what I want to say!"

"From today on, I am the First Emperor Ying Zheng. When you see me, you must address me as 'Your Majesty'!"

Ying Zheng praised repeatedly and liked the titles proposed by Ying Ziye very much, as if they were born for him.

"I obey your command!"

"Your Majesty!"

All civil and military officials respectfully accepted the order and quickly changed their words.

They looked at Ying Ziye with admiration in their eyes. The Second Young Master was indeed very smart!

emperor!

I!
His Majesty!

Imperial decree!

Every word demonstrates the majesty and dominance of the monarch!

"My dear ministers, how should the Fengshan ceremony be held?"

"This matter concerns the majesty of the empire. It must be solemn and grand to demonstrate the majesty of the empire!"

After solving the title issue, Ying Zheng asked his ministers about the preparations for the Fengshan ceremony.

This is a vital ritual!

"Your Majesty, Confucianism is the most proficient in matters of etiquette."

"Your Majesty, why don't you call the Confucian students from Xiaoshengxianzhuang to discuss this matter?"

Chunyu Yue proposed to Ying Zheng and recommended Confucian disciples to participate.

The Fengshan Ceremony was of vital importance to the king and the empire, and he wanted to use it to enhance the status of Confucianism in the court.

"good!"

"Pass on my imperial decree!" "Call the disciples of the Confucian Little Sage Zhuang to Xianyang to discuss matters concerning the Fengshan Ceremony!"

Ying Zheng adopted Chunyu Yue's suggestion and immediately issued an imperial decree to summon the Confucian disciples from Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

"promise!"

"I will immediately write a letter to inform you, Senior Brother!"

Chunyu Yue was delighted and immediately bowed to accept the order.

Assisting the emperor in planning the Fengshan Ceremony will surely win the emperor's favor and reliance.

He thought that it would be best to take this opportunity to invite his senior brother Xunzi and others to serve as officials in the court. In this way, the position of Confucianism in the court would be further consolidated and it would have more say in decision-making.

Songhai City, Xiaoshengxian Village.

Xunzi tightly held the letter sent by his junior fellow apprentice Chunyu Yue, his brows slightly furrowed.

To be honest, he had no good feelings towards the Qin State and surrendered only out of helplessness.

Now he has to help the Qin State prepare for the Fengshan Ceremony, and he actually resists it in his heart.

However.
Now that the world belongs to Qin, all the land under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people in the world are the king's subjects. He has no room for refusal.

"Uncle-master, are we really going to assist the Qin State in planning the Fengshan Ceremony?" Fu Nian asked with a hint of reluctance.

Deeply influenced by Confucian teachings, he also had doubts about the harshness and brutality of the Qin State, believing that this was not in line with the Confucian way of benevolence.

"Ugh"

"The emperor's order cannot be disobeyed!"

"Ying Zheng abandoned the title of Son of Heaven and called himself the First Emperor, which shows his strong character!"

"Those who disobey will have no choice but to die!"

Xunzi let out a long sigh and saw the reality very clearly.

If the Confucians dared to defy the rule of Qin Shi Huang, Xiaoshengxianzhuang would probably be completely destroyed.

"Pack your luggage, take our outstanding Confucian disciples with you, and prepare to go to Xianyang." Xunzi put down the bamboo slips and instructed Fu Nian.

"Yes, uncle."

"Do we need to bring Zifang with us this time?" Fu Nian asked. He knew that Zhang Liang had a deep hatred for the Qin State.

"No need, let Zifang stay this time."

"I'm worried that he will do something stupid." Xunzi shook his head, obviously knowing Zhang Liang's character well.

a few days later.

Xunzi and Fu Nian led the Confucian disciples to Xianyang, where Ying Zheng personally gave them a warm welcome.

"I have long heard that Qi and Lu are the most culturally splendid places in the world, and I have longed for them!"

"The empire has just been established, and the Fengshan ceremony is imminent. I ask you to carefully plan and lend me a helping hand."

Seeing Ying Zheng's enthusiasm, Confucian scholars such as Xunzi and Fu Nian puffed out their chests and raised their heads, with pride on their faces.

Even if he was the first emperor who unified the country, so what? Didn't he still need them?
"We will do our best to obey your majesty's order!"

Confucian disciples such as Xunzi and Fu Nian kowtowed respectfully with full courtesy, which made Ying Zheng smile.

After several days of planning, Gou Zi, Funian, Chunyu Yue and others drew up a plan and could not wait to report it to Ying Zheng to demonstrate the wisdom of Confucianism.

"Your Majesty!"

"After our day and night research, we have a plan. Your Majesty, please listen to it." Chunyu Yue said to Ying Zheng proudly and complacently.

He firmly believed that this strategy, the crystallization of the collective wisdom of Confucian disciples, would definitely win the appreciation of Ying Zheng.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Tell me quickly!"

Ying Zheng excitedly urged Chunyu Yue and others.

"Your Majesty!"

"I propose that during the Fengshan ceremony, cattails should be used to surround the wheels to protect every inch of land and vegetation on Mount Tai, reflecting your majesty's benevolence!"

"The ground is cleaned for worship, and people sit on it, using only straw, and their words are full of respect."

Chunyu Yue talked incessantly, but did not notice that Ying Zheng's expectant expression had turned into disappointment.

Obviously, he was deeply dissatisfied with the Fengshan ceremony plan proposed by these Confucian scholars.

now.

Ying Ziye stood aside, unable to tolerate such discussions any longer.

(End of this chapter)