Emperor Qin

Don't blame him for being impulsive, Yan Jiang has been in ancient times for a long time, if there is anything that touches the deepest point, apart from the hardships of life of the common people along the way, it is the difficulty of spreading culture.

In this era, if a person wants to study, it will cost a lot of money. Bamboo slips are bulky and expensive. If a person can collect one or two hundred books, he can be regarded as a well-educated person. The literacy rate in this era is even lower. Terrible, with Qin's emphasis on education, it is less than one percent, not to mention the minister who can go to court, this is definitely the pinnacle of scholars, this one is good, kill as soon as you say, seventeen at a time, without discount .

"If you seek benevolence and get benevolence, why not kill him?" King Qin acted as a matter of course, and didn't care about Yan Jiang's rudeness. How ridiculous it is to be pretentious!"

If so, wouldn't it make him swallow this bad breath.

Yan Jiang let go of his hands helplessly. The young Qin Wangya said, "Your Majesty, it's a pleasure for you to kill people. What are the consequences? Will others dare to come to Qin again in the future?"

"Really, are you willing to take a gamble?" The push just now seemed to have a magical effect, and the anger in King Qin's heart had dissipated a lot, so he asked back in a leisurely manner.

Yan Jiang is choked, is this still a gamble, this is a loser, why Qin can get the help of talented people from the Six Kingdoms, is it not because there is a way to rise here, compared to the upper class of the Six Kingdoms, it is completely monopolized by the nobles However, Qin’s system of employing talents regardless of their background is the most profitable place, so even if Qin’s laws are so strict, it still cannot prevent talents from the six countries from rushing into Qin.

"But this is not the way, and there will be people who will plead for mercy." Yan Jiang sighed, "You can't kill all the way."

"All the ministers who were killed before will be placed in the city gate. If there are still people who intercede, they will be dealt with like this." His words were plain, but the content already contained the dominance of an emperor through the ages.

Yan Jiang's head was getting bigger: "It doesn't count if you kill them, but you still hang them on the city wall. Do you want your reputation like you, my lord?"

"Is the widow someone who will compromise his reputation?" Qin Wangzheng seemed to be in a good mood, and he talked about theories in a set way, "Instead of more courtiers coming to seek death and admonishing, it is better to use thunder to intimidate and stop it. "

No, your future reputation will be ten thousand times more domineering than it is now, and it will still not prevent you from unifying China, but——Yan Jiang's head hurts: "Your Majesty, you can scare other people in this world, but you can really scare scholars! less than..."

King Qin's expression was indifferent as if he saw through everything: "It's just that they didn't kill enough."

"..."

I can't talk today. Yan Jiang vaguely remembers who persuaded him to continue this matter, but he has no memory of who said it. Alas, the middle school textbooks include Chen She's family in dictation, why? Shouldn't the Book of the First Emperor be included in the textbooks?

Yan Jiang sighed, sat on the ponytail made by himself, and continued to write lesson plans.

The air fell into silence again.

"Stop persuading me?" Qin Wangzheng slowly stood beside him, condescending.

"It's just a waste of time, someone will wake up the king." Yan Jiang replied casually.

"If you don't try, how do you know you won't be able to wake up?" Qin Wangzheng was a little displeased when he received attention. I found a step from the people who advised me, but you are too perfunctory.

"Your Majesty," Qin Wang's words were superfluous, Yan Jiang was so keen, he figured out cause and effect in an instant, and there was a little smile between his brows and eyes, "There is a saying in my hometown, it is difficult to wake up others who are pretending to sleep. Presented to you."

The air fell into silence in an instant, and the two sides looked at each other, staring at each other for a few seconds, and laughed at the same time.

"Yan Qing is really different." King Qin said something meaningful, and didn't stay any longer. He still had two carts of bamboo slips that had not yet been approved.

Seeing him leave, Yan Jiang got up to see him off, but somehow felt something was wrong.

He had only known King Qin for a long time, and he couldn't afford to be on guard. His previous actions were a little impulsive, so he should be cautious next time.

In the remaining few days, Yan Jiang decided to make the first shot for his education.

I haven't done anything for a long time, and my hands are very itchy.

He is preparing scriptures.

Making sutras is to carve out all kinds of classics on stone tablets, and then provide them for reference. Of course, this method is very expensive, because a small mistake will lose the entire stone tablet, and it needs to be repeated. When he was young in the Sichuan Museum, he I heard that the name of the stone scriptures has been engraved for more than 130 years before more than 1000 copies, but he does not need to do so.

Directly engrave the scriptures with clay and fire them in anti-text, inlay them on the stone wall, brush with a layer of ink, and the stickers can print the scriptures.

In this day and age, this kind of thing is a terrible killer. As long as there are enough classics, some people come from thousands of miles to copy them, and there is no problem with the reputation of "Jing Gong". Come to study.

This is the power of publicity. What kind of exam will be held at that time, and the top few will be provided with paper and pens—tsk, I am a little excited just thinking about it.

Yan Jiang has seen the method of engraving a book before. He writes the characters on paper with ink mixed with grease, and then pastes them on the wood. After the paper is wiped off with water, the grease characters are left and pasted on the wooden board. The words are engraved on the wooden mold, and with the wooden mold to press the characters, the pottery mold can be fired very quickly.

Of course, this matter requires the support of King Qin.

When he looked for him, the King of Qin was dealing with ten groups who had come to intercede for the Empress Dowager, and he was indifferently ordering them to be hammered to death on long nails, and then hang them on the city wall to dry.

Yan Jiang immediately said wait, I have something to discuss with you, and then told him his plan.

King Qin was amazed by this idea, and immediately agreed, pointing to the two people in the audience by the way: "These two are censors, in charge of classics, you can ask them."

So these ten lives were kept, and Yan Jiang had a feeling of buying one and getting ten free, a big gift package, and immediately knelt down to thank King Qin, and took his people away.

The two censors thanked him very much, but they teamed up with other people and repeatedly brainwashed him to persuade the king, to the effect that the matter of King Qin's prisoner's mother was really not good. But as soon as they came to Xianyang, they saw the dead body under the city gate, and they jumped in shock. After asking the reason, they all sighed and privately commented on the unfilial nature of King Qin.God, please help, you have convinced him, we will all be grateful to you.

And we will support your plan, I will send someone to find you as many scriptures as you want, and you must persuade the king duck!

Yan Jiang's mind was roaring from the reading, and for a moment he understood why the king of Qin wanted to kill someone, and immediately nodded to express that he would try his best to get away, and turned around to return to the palace to convince them.

King Qin was flipping through the letters, he was not surprised to see him come back, he just bent his lips slightly and said clearly: "Come to persuade the widow?"

"It's almost there. Since it's all used to establish prestige, the king can also be known as a virtuous person who is good at accepting advice. Why not do it." Yan Jiang was afraid. This time, if you come to ten, you can really do it, almost Got it.

"Then convince the widow." Qin Wang comforted, "Even if the words are not good, the widow will not put you on the city wall."

"Then I really want to thank the king..." Yan Jiang felt that the king of Qin had some ulterior motives, but he had no choice but to run the train with his mouth full, saying that the world respects Qin not only because the Qin army is too powerful, but also because the Qin army is too powerful. You are famous for accepting advice, so loyal officials and martyrs come to you, but if your reputation is not good, Xia Jie killed Longfeng, and Shang Zhou killed Bigan, all of which caused big troubles, you should at least do your best on the surface, and the inside is better than you. The face is good, and you let your mother out, you have both reputation and face, anyway, Yongdu and Xianyang are not related, they are almost the same.

King Qin corrected the letter while listening to it, as if he regarded his words as the background of the music, and the speed was much faster.

Yan Jiang spoke dryly, and when he finally stopped, he heard Qin Wang Qinglang sigh: "The words of the master, about the survival and death of my great Qin, the widow suddenly understood, dare not listen, and the legend——"

The waiter next to him immediately wrote a metaphor.Yan Jiang's scalp tingled for a while, and he felt that something was wrong.

"The dead body under the que is buried immediately, and the guards are sent to welcome the queen mother back to Xianyang. At that time, the widows will go out of the city to meet them," King Qin said with emotion, "Mr. wakes up the widows, and he has made meritorious admonitions. .”

I am!

Yan Jiang realized instantly that he was tricked.

What is the position of Shangqing?It was at the first level of the Sangong Jiuqing. Although it was a false rank, but when the news spread today, he would never want to get rid of Qin Guo again.

It's no wonder that he hasn't been assigned a position these days. It turns out that he is waiting for him here.

"Qing has made great achievements, and you have made great achievements through hard work, so there is no need to thank you." King Qin smiled and made up the knife.

"..."

Yan Jiang went all the way back to his residence, he needed to calm down.

When His Majesty woke up at night, he told it that King Qin was really cunning, more sinister and vicious than all the emperors he had seen before, but besides slandering him, he also admired it, saying that such a routine was unbearable angry.

Moreover, his vision is precise, he can both stand up and end, and he can be said to be free in the way of kingship. He is simply a born emperor. Forget it, he is also very hardworking, and he simply does not give other kings a way out!

This method, this scheming, really has the demeanor of an emperor through the ages, so I can't accept it.

"Hey, have you been drinking secretly, Your Majesty? Why are you a little drifting?" Yan Jiang stopped his feeding hand and asked doubtfully.

His Majesty immediately stood firm, although his feathers were a little warped.

The author has something to say: Mao Jiao, a native of Qi, said that the King of Qin said... Mao Jiao, the King of Qin, was the Minister of Commerce, and he welcomed the Empress Dowager Yuyong to Xianyang and returned to Ganquan Palace. —— "The Chronicles of the First Emperor"