Daqin storyteller, starting with an inventory of the top ten emperors

Night, Xianyang Palace, study room.

Ying Zheng sat behind the table and looked at Fu Su.

"You mean, Mr. Bai Su gave you such a difficult problem?"

Fusu nodded, "I'm really puzzled after thinking hard."

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, also lost in thought.

It is indeed a dilemma.

On one road, there are children who break into the post road.

On the other road, there are innocent people.

It was difficult to make a choice, especially for Fusu.

After a while, Ying Zheng stretched his brows and smiled.

He seemed to understand Mr. Bai Su's good intentions.

"Fusu, what do you think?"

Fusu said distressedly: "Although there is only one baby on the post road, it is still a life."

"But the other few people didn't have any mistakes or omissions. It would be unreasonable if they were implicated to death for no reason."

"As a result, the child is stuck and doesn't know what to do."

"You want to find a way to have the best of both worlds, to save everyone's lives, don't you?"

Fusu nodded.

"Let's do this, Father will decide for you."

Ying Zheng tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously.

"Just kill those few people."

"Although the boy made mistakes, they were only minor mistakes."

"The boy is the future of my Daqin, and there are infinite possibilities to save the boy's life."

"how do you feel?"

Fusu shook his head subconsciously, "No, no."

"There is no distinction between high and low life, the life of the people is also life."

"How can it be so easy to decide."

"Besides, that's still five lives!"

"That's true."

"In this case, it's better to kill the child."

"Anyway, it was because he broke into the post road that this happened."

"This……"

Fusu hesitated again.

"The life of a child is also a life, how can it be easily deprived of it."

Ying Zheng sighed and said, "Then what do you want?"

"This……"

Fusu was at a loss for words for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

"Fusu, haven't you figured it out yet?"

"There is no solution to this question at all."

"No solution?"

Fusu was stunned, staring blankly at Yingzheng.

"Mr. Bai Su just wants to see how you choose."

"If you can't even choose this, then that's what he wants to tell you."

"There is no perfect thing in the world, and human power will eventually be exhausted."

"Sometimes it's impossible to have the best of both worlds."

Ying Zheng stood up and stood with his hands behind his back, "Fu Su, you are kind by nature."

"This is a good thing, but kindness is also your greatest weakness."

"If you want the world to be in harmony, everyone can live and work in peace and contentment. That's a good idea."

"But understand that this is simply not going to happen."

"If you have something to give up, you must have something to gain."

"Sometimes those unnecessary benevolences will hinder your steps."

Ying Zheng's words successfully made Fusu frowned and fell into deep thought.

"But... father!"

Fusu wanted to say something else, but Ying Zheng raised his hand and interrupted him.

"I know you don't understand."

"But think about it."

"After my Great Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, will there still be wars? How is the life of the people?"

"If you let those rotten scholars tell you that war is unjust and lives will be ruined."

"However, without this war, I don't know how many people would have died."

"Think about it for yourself."

"If you have something, you have to give it up."

"There is no way to have the best of both worlds."

The bright moonlight poured into the study, Fusu frowned and fell into deep thought.

There is gain... there is loss.

Could it be that he was wrong?

But is it wrong to want to be perfect, to be kind to everyone, and to achieve great harmony in the world?
Maybe it's not wrong, it's just that you can't...

It was night, and Fusu tossed and turned all night without sleep.

When he arrived at the Longmen Inn the next day, Bai Su was shocked when he saw his dark circles.

"You didn't sleep all night?"

Fusu forced a smile, "I really can't figure it out."

In front of Bai Su, he already called himself a disciple.

"sit."

Bai Su poured Fu Su a cup of tea, "Why don't you understand?"

"After returning home, my father called me and said that there is no solution to that question, but my husband just wanted to teach me a truth."

Bai Su nodded, Lao Zhao is worthy of being Lao Zhao, he is still a little level.

"Then why are you still puzzled?"

"Sir, isn't it wrong to want to achieve great harmony in the world and let everyone live and work in peace and contentment?"

"Yes, who can say it's wrong."

"But if that's the case, why do you have to make a trade-off?"

"Because when manpower is limited, it is impossible to solve all problems, and it is impossible to make everything perfect."

"But the more this is the case, the more we should do our best to do this?"

"Then what do you want to do?"

Bai Su looked at Fu Su quietly.

This kid is already on the edge of a dead end.

How should I put it, people are really nice and kind.

It's just too idealistic.

Things in this world can never be perfect.

Only after experiencing the beatings of life can we give up unrealistic fantasies.

Throw away the idea of ​​perfect bullshit.

Next, he can change his thinking and completely let this baby get rid of the idea of ​​the Virgin.

"It's like a foreign invasion."

"They went south to grab food."

"If there is no food, they will not be able to survive, and they will die in winter."

"However, if they are allowed to snatch the food, the people of Daqin will die."

"Tell me, how should I choose?"

"Of course, the people are right."

"If possible, who doesn't want to let the people of the foreign race and the people of Daqin survive."

"But now there is only one piece of grain, and whoever holds it can survive. So what do you think?"

Fusu was silent, his eyes were restrained, he stared at the teacup tightly, and didn't say a word.

"Have some tea."

Hearing this, Fusu took a sip of tea like a puppet.

Immediately, his eyes lit up.

This tea smells so good.

There is a slight bitterness in the entrance, but it has a sweet aftertaste.

I didn't sleep all night, and my tired brain recovered a lot after sipping this sip of hot tea.

"Sir, I may understand a little."

After a long silence, Fusu suddenly spoke, his tone a little low.

"I want too much, but I can't achieve any of them."

"In the face of some things, you can only choose to choose."

"It's like there is no way to save the young child and the five common people at the same time."

"The people of the Great Qin and the people of other races can only live together."

Bai Su nodded, "Maybe it sounds cruel, but it's true."

"We can only save one side."

"I see, sir."

Fu Su looked at Bai Su and nodded firmly.

"The foreign race is our enemy. If their people survive, the foreign race will be stronger."

"At that time, there will be a large number of crimes in the south, hurting the people of Daqin."

"Therefore, we can only choose the people of Daqin."

"As long as the people of Daqin are good, the foreign race will die cleanly, so what does it have to do with me?"

I have to admit that Bai Su's words are reasonable.

But for Fusu, who has received Confucian benevolence education since childhood, it is indeed a bit difficult to accept.