Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

Shadow swallowed, what would it be like if Shihuang knew that the Twelve Princes had overthrown the idea of ​​legalism?

Ying Zheng seemed to remember something, and then asked:

"Little Twelve removed Feng Chang's position when he came to court, and the other ministers just watched him mess around like this?"

Shadow; "Reporting to Your Majesty, the other ministers dared to be angry and dare not speak out because of the majesty of the Twelve Young Masters. One of the ministers fainted from fright after saying a few words."

"Dare to be angry but dare not speak?"

"Yes, the Twelve Young Masters dealt with several ministers as soon as they came to court today, and even pulled the tiger-headed guillotine into the hall, and beheaded them directly in front of all the ministers..."

Saying that, Ying Ying looked up at Ying Zheng's ashen face, and immediately lowered his head, his whole body trembling.

"Beheading ministers in public in the hall? Who gave him the courage?"

"The Jin Yiwei under the Twelve Princes found out that some of these ministers were instructed by Zhao Gao to seduce the nobles of the six countries, some oppressed the common people, and some leaked information about the Great Qin Dynasty."

"Furthermore, all the guards in Zhangtai Palace have been replaced by members of the Twelve Young Masters. They are all masters. Naturally, the ministers dare not act rashly."

Ying Zheng frowned, as if thinking about something.

I didn't expect Xiao Shier's subordinates to be so cunning, and the investigation was so clear in just a few days, even my Zhangtai Palace was replaced by his people.

It seems that he was already ready to rebel, otherwise, where would there be so many loyal subordinates to him.

OK!

In the past 20 years, I have always thought that you are a child without ambition, but I didn't expect that even I was deceived.

Shi Huang took a deep breath: "Go on."

The shadow seemed to be pardoned, and then said:

"The Twelve Young Masters created punctuation marks, and many civil officials praised them. They said that this can help scholars all over the world better understand classics."

Ying Zheng has long been used to what Ying Jia did, and motioned for Ying Ying to continue.

"The subordinates took a peek after the ministers went down. They were just some circled symbols. It's just that the subordinates couldn't understand the classics of hundreds of schools. However, even the prime minister Li Si admired it. It should be really beneficial."

"A hundred classics?"

Yingzheng was a little puzzled: "I ordered it before, and I immediately turned it around when I saw some Confucian scholars. I also burned so many books. Where did the classics come from?"

Shadow's heart raised his throat again: "It is said that the Twelve Young Masters spent a lot of effort to collect it. I am afraid that there are some omissions in the classics of hundreds of schools."

"The Twelve Princes distributed the classics to the ministers, and listed the pros and cons of various schools of thought, especially Legalism, which directly led to a decline in the productivity of the people."

"If you want to truly make Daqin stand upright, you must change."

"Oh!"

Ying Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, he punched the case, panting, with a gloomy face.

"Nizi, I thought he would destroy Daqin in half a year at the earliest, but I didn't expect that he would change on the first day."

"It seems that he has long been dissatisfied with my rule."

"Behead the ministers, hide the will, and reform."

"Every step is planned, just waiting for my death, and now the whole world belongs to him."

"If I really died today, and he asked the historian to tamper with it, future generations will think that he is the lord of the world."

"If that rebellious son is not my child, I still have to admire him for having such good means."

"How does that traitor want to reform?"

Chapter 38 He just wants to fight against me!

Shadow replied with some helplessness: "Your Majesty, forgive me. I don't understand those things. I only hear that he wants to depose a hundred schools of thought and list the six classics."

what?

Shihuang slapped again, and the sheets were also torn apart.

"Rebel!"

"He is dissatisfied with my rule, and he wants to fight against me!"

"I ordered the burning of books to bury Confucianism, but he proclaimed the Six Classics. Isn't this the only respect for Confucianism?"

"This Great Qin will be destroyed in his hands within two days."

"Maybe I won't be able to see Da Qin after I leave the customs."

"Yingying, go and beat that rebellious son to me, drag him into the cold palace and let no one see him, so that he can't jump up again."

At this time, Daqin was about to disappear, and he was still testing what Fusu was doing. Maybe Fusu hadn't returned to Xianyang, and Daqin was about to be tossed about by that rebellious son.

It's not too late for Ying Zheng to have a banquet.

Shadow felt bitter in his heart.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill your order. The two maidservants behind the Twelve Young Masters are very powerful, and I'm no match for them."

"Furthermore, the Twelve Young Masters also set up the Jinyiwei. Even if the subordinates bring all the subordinates, they may not be able to find any benefits, and they will suffer heavy losses. Your subordinates will become fewer and fewer. If something really happens, I'm afraid we don't have enough manpower."

"Your Majesty, please listen to your subordinates. Even if all the troops are dispatched, at most the Twelve Young Masters can only be driven out of Xianyang. If His Majesty does not break through in half a year, it is unknown that the Twelve Young Masters will come back."

"At that time, the result may be even worse than now. Your Majesty might as well endure it for half a year. When the realm breaks through, this Great Qin is still yours. No matter what the Twelve Young Masters have done, you must bow your head and admit your mistakes."

"You all know the situation in Daqin today. The people are starving and dying everywhere. No matter how the twelve princes toss about it, it won't get worse."

Hearing Ying Ying's words, Ying Zheng fell into deep thought.

He's right, it's really not a good time to do it now.

Although that rebellious son was messing around, everything was still under his control.

However, Ying Zheng still had a gloomy face.

Then he asked Shangqing Mengyi and General Wang Ben about their attitudes towards Ying Jia.

After hearing that they did not rebel with that traitor, Ying Zheng finally felt some comfort.

After exhaling a foul breath, Shi Huang started to practice again.

This time, he also found that after a lot of anger, his true energy became smoother, and he had some breakthroughs in his realm.

The first emperor didn't know whether to thank him or continue to be angry.

According to this speed, in less than half a year, perhaps in a few months, he will be able to ascend to the Grandmaster realm.

Ying Jia lulled Mo Feile into the wooden farm in the eastern suburbs.

Along the way, Mo Feile was still in a daze, and she didn't know what was wrong with her.

The person in front of me has just met for a while and only said a few words, so why did you follow him to the Kiba?

She knew very well that she was an anti-Qin person, and it would be very dangerous to casually walk out of the Mo family's courtyard.

However, Ying Jia seemed to have a magical power that made her willingly risk her life to come out.

She also always keeps in mind her mission as the successor of the Mohist family, she wants to see with her own eyes whether Qu Yuanli is really as Ying Jia said.

Can it really benefit the people of the world?

As long as it is beneficial to the common people, no matter it is true or false, she will go and see it.

"Miss Mo, I have always been committed to benefiting the common people, but some directions may be different from the Mohist school."

"How is it different?"

Mo Feile frowned lightly, his appearance was very touching.

"In my opinion, since we want to benefit the people, we must understand what the people really want."

"Like you transformed Quyuanli?"

"Yes, what the common people need is not only Quyuanli, but also printing technology. Papermaking technology can give people all over the world the opportunity to study."

"By extracting more refined salt, the human body has enough water to work hard."

"There are also technologies such as cement and fired bricks. People live in houses made of cement. Even if there is a heavy rain, the house will be as stable as Mount Tai."

"More advanced things like cars that can use coal fire as power, things like birds that fly people into the sky, lights that are powered by wind..."

"There are still many things. The world is very magical. The techniques of the Mohists should not be limited to these, but should focus on seeing farther."

"Well... I have said so much, can the girl understand?"

Murphy has been listening carefully, even though she can't imagine anything that can take people into the sky.

But he also understands what Ying Jia means. The successors of several generations of the Mo family hope to carry forward the technique of mechanism and create more value.

They are sure to create what the winners call cars powered by coal fires and houses made of concrete.

However, the person in front of him was thinking far more than Murphy had imagined.

As Ying Jia said, all he thinks about now is for the people of Daqin, starting from the interests of the people.

Just this heart for the common people is much more than that of the Mohists.

Baijia has always just wanted to spread its own ideas, and the Mohist mechanism never thought of studying it for the common people at first.

Murphy's heart was touched, and now he has no doubts about Yingjia.

While walking, Mo Feile suddenly stopped, turned around and saluted Yingjia sincerely:

"Fei Le was deeply moved by the young master for the people of the world, and Fei Le benefited a lot. From now on, I have to think about the research direction of the Mohist institution."

"Thank you for your reminder, my master. In the future, my Mo family will also be devoted to the common people, and my master's wish will come true one day."

"Even if my heir does not complete it, I will pass it on to the next generation. From generation to generation, I will be able to turn all these ideas into reality."

In Mo Feile's eyes, there is an unwavering spirit that is not afraid of difficulties.

An idea that she had never had before quietly took root in her heart.

However, Yingjia was a little helpless.

"Girl, there is no need to wait for the next generation."

"We can realize these ideas, don't you want to see it with your own eyes?"

"And I can't say this is a vision, because many things have already been made, some are still in the design drawings, and some have already started to be done."

"It doesn't take a few years, all of these can be realized, and I don't want to wait that long."

Murphy was shocked.

Is this man telling the truth?Can we realize these ideas?

Can I see these with my own eyes?

"Your...Young master, what do you mean, the preparations for what you just said have already started?"

Murphy swallowed, the words from Yingjia's mouth always shocked her.

"Would I still lie to you? Otherwise, why don't we go? What I want you to see is not only Quyuanli, but also the extraction of refined salt, fiber papermaking, ice making with saltpeter, and the pouring of cement after a while." buildings are built."

Chapter 39 Completely Conquering Murphy Le

The concrete pouring of the building was not a random nonsense of Ying Jia, because the system rewarded him when he publicly proposed to oust hundreds of schools and publish the Six Classics in the court today.

Murphy is getting more and more unbelievable.

She has worked hard to set up the Mohism organization for many years, and the people in front of her have already far surpassed her. The things Yingjia invented have already surpassed the cognition of this era.

Mo Feile bowed deeply again and said:

"My lord, please accept Mo Feile's bow, your organ skills are beyond my reach."

"Please excuse Mo Feile's rudeness. I respect you as my master. Mo Feile is willing to follow the young master to witness the introduction of the Mohist institution into the people's homes."

Are you willing to follow me so soon?Ying Jia was a little dumbfounded, he still had something to show.

"What about the last two wishes? Don't you want to fulfill them?"

Mo Feile lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

"Nowadays, the legalist thought is highly respected in the whole world. How easy is it for me, the Mohist school, to gain a foothold in Daqin?"

"Now that the common people are starved of food, why are there still people who are willing to learn mechanism skills?"