Chapter 22 An Instruction Manual(1/2)
“It’s simply delicious in the world~!”
Li Si swallowed the last piece of roasted lamb on the plate, squinted his eyes and felt the aftertaste of his face.
Unfortunately, I am older and have a larger appetite than before, otherwise I would have wanted to have another one!
The roasted lamb is very much and very spicy.
And it is not the mustard that you often eat, it tastes very delicious.
"I didn't expect that in addition to being excellent in medical skills, the miracle doctor has a peerless calligraphy, and even making barbecue!"
Li Si's words were filled with flattery and sincere admiration.
To be honest, this roasted lamb is the best food I have ever eaten in my life!
"Children from poor families are early on, so practice can make perfect.
I have been wandering with my master since I was a child, so I didn’t have the chance to have clothes and food to open my mouth. Everything depends on myself, otherwise I would starve to death.”
Qin Xuan put down his wine glass, and his face showed a look of memories.
I really suffered a lot on the way to Xianyang!
It was extremely sad to stop in the heart of the First Emperor.
The eldest son of the Great Qin Dynasty should have lived a life of luxury and a superior life.
However, because of a rebellion, he had been wandering for more than ten years and did everything himself. He didn't know how much hardship he suffered alone.
A resonance arose in my heart.
Back then, I was in Handan, and at least I had Amu and Dong'er around me.
The eldest son in front of me is living a harder life than he was back then.
A deep guilt arose in my heart.
In an instant, the atmosphere became solemn.
"How could Your Majesty come to me?"
Qin Xuan felt the awkward atmosphere and hurriedly changed the topic.
The Qin Dynasty was just unified, and the First Emperor was busy with everything he had, and he reviewed 120 kilograms of official documents every day!
Even when I was resting, I would insist on talking to the concubines in the harem to comfort their lonely hearts.
Why did he suddenly have time to leave the palace and even run to his own house?
Strange... It's strange...
"snort!"
The First Emperor snorted coldly, and anger appeared on his majestic face.
He cursed angrily: "It's not the Confucian scholars who are making trouble!"
"Confucian scholar?"
Qin Xuan's heart was thrilled, and four big words popped up in his mind: Burning books and burying scholars!
Calculating the time seems to be a matter of a few years later.
But it also confirms a problem.
Those Confucian scholars began to commit suicide from the unification of the world, and they killed them until the emperor could no longer bear it!
Qin Xuan was not interested in Confucianism.
Especially with Fusu, the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty who received Confucian education since childhood, this typical example makes him even less likely to catch a cold.
Otherwise, after the emperor's death, the eldest son would be the first heir.
He also holds 300,000 elite border troops, and there is a group of court officials in the court to support him, and the people are also well-known.
It was simply the start of the king's bombing.
But the eldest son of the Great Qin Dynasty was fooled by Confucianism.
He had already guessed that the emperor might have passed away, but he also knew that the emperor would never be able to kill him.
Despite Meng Tian's repeated reminders about this matter being strange and deceitful, he chose to commit suicide.
Wang Bang started with a straight offline!
If it weren’t for the idea that Confucianism had been fooled, could such a stupid thing be done?
It is normal for the emperor to be so angry that he left the palace to relax because of the words of those Confucian scholars.
If the First Emperor had known that more than ten years later, these Confucian scholars would have written them as the number one tyrant in history books.
I'm afraid they will be killed now!
"What are the troubles of the Confucian scholars?"
Qin Xuan was not surprised by this, but was just curious about what they were making trouble.
"snort!"
The First Emperor snorted coldly, as if he was even more angry when he thought of those Confucian scholars.
Li Si whispered: "The Confucian scholars want His Majesty to enfeoff the princes according to the Zhou ritual system."
The emperor wanted to implement a centralized system, and wanted to unify words and thoughts.
Various schools of thought have always been a headache.
"The enfeoffment of the princes is not good for them, and they are a group of things that seek fame and reputation!"
Qin Xuan curled his lips, his eyes very disdainful.
I secretly complained in my heart: Isn’t it better for these corrupt scholars to study with peace of mind? They insist on interfering with the political situation, and the knowledge they produce is no longer pure, and they will even propose some naive and weird theories.
Sure enough, the bricks have their own heritage!
When Emperor Qin Shi’s eldest son felt disdain for the Confucian scholars, he immediately felt relieved.
In the palace, Fusu was so angry that he helped the Confucian scholars speak!
There is no harm without comparison.
I love this son who understands my thoughts the more I see him.
However, when I think of those anti-Qin people among the remnants of the six countries, and the Confucian scholars who secretly made bad things.
"Hmph, I will kill them all one day!"
When Emperor Qin Shihuang thought of those Confucian scholars, a strong murderous intent arose in his heart.
Relying on his ability to read, Confucian scholars often criticized the imperial decrees in the public.
Most of the illiterate Qianshou’s understanding of the imperial court was also derived from the remarks of these Confucian scholars.
Although the imperial power is respected, the remarks are still in the hands of various schools of thought.
Among them, the Confucian scholars in Qi and Lu are the most hateful.
The First Emperor even thought about whether these Confucian scholars would deliberately smear themselves one day in the future?
"Your Majesty calms down. I have a way to rub those Confucian scholars round and flatten them, so that they can only watch them get anxious but can do nothing!"
Qin Xuan's eyes rolled and he had an idea in his mind.
"Oh? What strategy do you and what are you doing?"
The majestic face of Emperor First Emperor showed a look of interest.
Even the imperial court had no choice but to use those Confucian scholars who supported the fortitude and resoluteness, so it was not so easy to deal with.
But my son said there was a way, whether it was successful or not, he must listen.
It's also considered an assessment.
"Your Majesty later."
Qin Xuan got up and went back to the room, and for a moment he held a small piece and handed it forward.
Emperor Shiniu took the thin piece the size of a palm, and it was covered with lines that were not recognized, as if it was a kind of text.
After a brief look, those strange lines, at least one hundred words!
There are hundreds of words written on the thin piece the size of a palm, and there are many blank spaces next to it.
It's a little compact, and it's okay to write two or three hundred words!
If it is replaced with bamboo slips, it may take several volumes to finish, and it is inconvenient to carry.
It's not as light as the brocade in your hand!
He asked in surprise: "What is this?"
"This is a powerful tool to deal with all kinds of schools of thought, paper!"
Qin Xuan said proudly.
To be continued...