Chapter 37 037. Xianyang Palace of the Qin Dynasty
Xianyang Palace of the Qin Dynasty
Prior to Mo Shangren Ruyi, the unparalleled young master Fusu, how can he still have the gentle and jade-like temperament? At this moment He was working hard at his desk with his eyes red.
If you look closer, you can hear him mumbling, "Is it the Analects of Confucius or the Analects of Confucius?
Why is there such a big difference?"
"The Master said that if you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening. I know the way to your house in the morning, and you will die in the evening.
This is not what you taught yourself, what is the problem?
Now that it’s here, let’s be safe. Now that it’s here, be safe. Buried here.
Confucius said: If you know it, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it.
So, what he means, you know what you should know, and you don't know what you shouldn't know. Got it, got it?
When parents are not far away from home, they must travel well. It means, I know where your parents live. Don’t even think about running away. If you do, I’ll catch you back.
If a gentleman is not serious, he will not be powerful. A gentleman needs to be aggressive when taking action, otherwise he will not be able to establish prestige. "
Is it wrong? Fusu fell into self-doubt.
He has been rewriting these books in small seal script for the past two days, but today he encountered a huge problem.
At first, he thought that he was hallucinating due to fatigue. These were all his imagination, but he rubbed his eyes several times and the meaning was still the same
He didn't even notice that Ying Zheng, who was sitting on his knees, put down the bamboo slips in his hands and looked here several times.
"Fusu, what's the trouble?" After all, he is the eldest son that he has high hopes for. He is annoyed by some shortcomings in his character, but he can't bear to see him like this.
Ying Zheng was thinking, is he pushing too hard? Are there too many things assigned to him?
This child is so honest. He doesn’t even say a word when he is tired. His eyes are red from looking at him.
“I’m tired these days, why don’t you take a rest?”
Fusu quickly stood up and saluted, "Sir, Fusu is not tired, but he is a little confused about this small book."
Fusu was holding a small book with a naked chest and muscles on it. Strong man.
Ying Zheng was very curious. After all, there were too many books taught to him by future generations. He just glanced at them briefly and left them to Fusu himself.
He also knew that such a workload was heavy, but after dealing with Li Si and Zhao Gao, Ying Zheng now had less trust in these officials.
Now he is working hard to read the memorial, and then he will help us deal with it.
"Send it up."
The whole hall was now filled with father and son alone, Ying Zheng leaned back casually and said.
“Nuo,” Fusu’s serious words made Ying Zheng sigh.
When he saw that the pamphlet Fusu presented also had a translation, he was a little surprised and looked up at him.
"Fusu wrote everything according to the comparison table," Fusu's face turned red, always feeling ashamed of his teacher's teachings.
"Then are you sure that what Chun Yuyue taught you is right?" Ying Zheng is now more and more disgusted with the Confucian Chun Yuyue. He originally wanted to make the Confucian and Legalist school stabilize the court, so he let him teach the eldest son.
But how did he teach Fusudu? He became more and more pedantic, and he even went against himself. He mentioned the enfeoffment system, so what did he want to do to unify the six countries?
I think future generations will also know what Fusu is like. Is this specially prepared for him? I can't help but understand this child. Ying Zheng flipped through it, and the first page recorded Confucius, a 2.21-meter-tall Shandong man who had more than 3,000 disciples. He took 72 sage disciples with him whenever he went out, and even had a few disciples who were once savages. Then he followed You are reasonable and say that you should convince people with virtue. Do you listen?
Ying Zheng couldn't help but take it a step further and asked Fusu, "What should you do if you meet such a sage Kong?"
Fusu looked confused, imagining that he was surrounded by such a group of big men, Noonono said, "This must be wrong..."
I don't know what Fusu meant by this. The description is wrong, but it still means that Confucius should not have led so many people to scare people.
When Ying Zheng saw that at thirty he was standing tall, at forty he was not confused, at fifty he knew destiny, at sixty he listened to the annotations below, he smiled.
Thirty people can make me stand up and fight.
I have no doubts at forty, and I have no doubts about going up to fight forty people.
Fifty and you know destiny: I will beat fifty people until they know who destiny is.
......
When Fusu heard the muffled laughter, he didn't care about his father, son, monarch, and ministers. He raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief. How long has it been since you laughed like this?
Do you also think these are outrageous?
“These are not written randomly by Fusu. Fusu has checked them several times and doesn’t know where the problem is.”
How come these ancient sayings are like this?
“I think it makes sense,” Ying Zheng coughed lightly, not forgetting that he was the First Emperor and must have dignity, “Can you tell me what’s wrong with this?”
Fusu was stunned, "Sir, you know this is wrong."
"Then tell me what's wrong?"
Fusu was speechless, and Ying Zheng was speechless as well. To embarrass him, he returned his translation to Uncle Hu, "People in later generations must have had profound meaning in giving these, and now I understand a little bit."
Fusu, "..." But his son didn't understand anything.
Ying Zheng waved his hand and asked him to continue his work. This slender head was really making him angry, "Sometimes use your brain and change your thinking. Don't be ruined by Chunyu Yue's bunch of stupid Confucians all day long. ”
The Qin Dynasty has just been unified, and the remnants of the Six Kingdoms are still watching. If there is no need for heavy rituals at this time, and the enfeoffment system is still implemented, even if Fusu comes to power, how many generations can the power of the Qin Dynasty be passed down?
It’s a pity that among his several sons, he couldn’t find a suitable candidate among his sons, and Fusu was already the one who stood out among them.
As for the princesses, Ying Zheng shook his head and lowered his head to read the memorial. It was better to take advantage of the fact that he was strong now to lay more foundations for future generations.
Outside the palace, Chunyu Yue stared closely at the guards outside the palace. Since Jing Ke's last assassination, the guards here had been equipped with weapons. Even without weapons, he did not dare to break in. There was still the tyrant inside.
"Young master, haven't you come out these days?" He is the teacher of Mr. Fusu and the hope of Confucianism. As long as Mr. Fusu ascends the throne of Qin Emperor, that will be the day when their Confucianism will come to the fore.
Chun Yuyue was particularly satisfied with Fusu who had been taught by him, because the eldest son also advocated enfeoffment under his persuasion and wanted his majesty to implement benevolent government.
But a few days ago, Mr. Fusu was summoned to the palace by His Majesty, and they have not received any news at all.
He wanted to see Mr. Fusu, but he encountered many obstacles and couldn't even get the message through.
Today he couldn't sit still anymore and came outside the temple early, but was told not to come near or even make noise, otherwise he would be killed without mercy.
I was still thinking about making a scene by relying on my status as the eldest son, but when I heard that this was an order from His Majesty the First Emperor, I blushed and endured it.
Chunyu became more anxious and blurted out more judicious words, "I wonder if the eldest son is well?"
(End of this chapter)