My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 868 The Blessing of All People
The emperor returned Shao Ping to Meng Yi and let the two friends serve together.

This was an exciting event for the gentlemen in the Qin Dynasty at that time.

Dongling Hou was a well-known wise man. He built a house on a grass slope. Every day he sang, drank, and worked in the fields with his wife. While his wife washed clothes, he read.

There were many famous hermits in the pre-Qin period, and several of them starved to death in the mountains because they were isolated from society.

Most of them live in hardship, and there are very few people like Dongling Hou.

This state of freedom and happiness is something that many people strive for but cannot achieve.

Even for the nobles, that is out of reach.

Shao Ping left the turbulent palace and returned to the court, which undoubtedly inspired those ministers who were in the Imperial Academy but could not squeeze into the court.

Faced with the harsh and heavy reality, faced with the monotonous daily life day after day, everyone must face the same problem - survival.

The passion that once surged in the blood and the ambition that once surging in the heart are ultimately in danger of drying up in the long river of time.

Only wealth, the real source of water, can prevent ideals from being in danger of extinction; but it is also this kind of wealth that may cause those who have ideals to change their ambitions and abandon their ideals.

Shao Ping left the confidential place and came to the court, which gave those Confucian scholars hope.

As Mohism was favored by Emperor Qin II, Confucianism once again lost the opportunity to realize its ideal of "governing the country and pacifying the world."

The Confucian scholars were very anxious.

Does it mean that their knowledge can only be used to educate people?

As long as it means educating people, it means that Confucian people cannot hold power, which is very detrimental to the development of Confucianism.

From the Spring and Autumn Period to the Warring States Period, each vassal state was trying its best to achieve one thing - centralizing power among the monarchs.

When a school loses its political voice, it is not far from extinction. No one protects the school from the position of power, and the future of the school is left unguarded. Naturally, the school will lose its voice in the arena, which is equivalent to extinction.

In history, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty abolished all schools of thought and respected Confucianism alone. In fact, it was to allow Confucianists to take the lead in the ruling class, not simply to prevent other schools from developing. These schools naturally drifted away, and because there was no power to protect them, they would die once they encountered war, natural disasters, or man-made disasters.

The Mohist school grew stronger, Mohist studies flourished, and everyone began to sing praises to Mozi.

At this time, Confucius' status in people's minds dropped sharply.

The status of Confucianism began to decline sharply in people's minds.

Although Chunyu Yue, Kong Yu and others did not say anything, they were all very anxious in their hearts.

Because they came to Qin to participate in politics and to exercise power.

They are not here to teach.

Moreover, the Tao is not easily passed on. The truly superior mental methods, skills, and the like will only be passed on to those who are destined to receive them.

As for reading and teaching, it is just to teach the other party to recognize characters first, and then teach the other party to interpret the characters. Interpretation means to let the other party learn how to translate the characters written by the ancient sages and masters.

The meanings of words written by our ancestors have changed over time.

Generally speaking, for people in the pre-Qin period, what was passed down from master to disciple was what they had to learn. After completing their studies, they would become princes, ministers, or doctors, enjoy the best food and drink, and make things happen in the court with a wave of their hands.

Teacher is a very noble profession.

If a person's moral character is not good enough, he will not be respected as a teacher.

Those who can only teach people to read and write cannot be called teachers. Instead, they are masters.

A master is someone who taught you skills and techniques, and there is no emotion involved.

A master or teacher is someone who imparts his or her teachings and will help his or her disciples reach a certain level or even surpass themselves in the future.

A master is usually a temporary position, but a teacher is a lifelong position.

Most people can only be called masters. A master does not make much money and has no status. He is equivalent to a technician who teaches people skills but has no money and no status. Who would be willing to do this?

But the reality is cruel. The best ending for most of those scholars is to work as teachers in the homes of nobles and teach children.

Being a master is already very good.

But to be a teacher, to be a respected teacher, you need talent, luck, deep accumulation, etc. There are so many things.

However, these people in the Imperial Academy felt that it was a waste of their talents if they were asked to return to their hometown to become teachers; and they were still unwilling to become masters and live on the top of a mountain to devote themselves to enlightenment.

He could not endure the hardship and did not have the determination to teach his disciples everything he had learned throughout his life, with the goal of teaching his disciples to become people who surpass himself.

Are you kidding me?
I am not even famous, but I let someone who has no blood relationship with me surpass me.

That's fun.

Either way, neither of these is satisfying.

What they want is to enter the court, become one of those figures recorded in history, gain fame, profit and salary.

With the rise of Mohism, Confucianism encountered a huge impact.

More and more disciples turned to Mo Men.

Because people are very realistic, they see that Confucians have nothing to support them, and no one can stand firm in the court.

Zhang Cang could barely be counted as one, but he was aloof. He didn't want to be a disciple or a student. Zhang Cang was a tech geek, talented, and he still needed help? Are you kidding?

Leaders like Zhang Cang are the most taboo in the workplace. Only those who dare to use him will release such people.

If you follow this kind of leader, you will never be able to achieve anything in your life, because he can do all the work by himself. Even if others do it, the result will not be as good as what he does.

He only needs to raise his eyes and do a little mental calculation to immediately know whether you have completed the task correctly.

It's not very insulting, but it's very hurtful.

If they have to do this, naturally all the subordinates will not want to work anymore.

If the leader is too capable, his subordinates will not be motivated.

Therefore, Zhang Cang failed to become a stepping stone for Confucian scholars to gain power and wealth.

Perhaps, Zhang Cang was unwilling from the very beginning to let Confucianism become a tool for those Confucian disciples to seek benefits.

Confucianism was once trapped in the Imperial Academy, trapped in education, and tightly controlled by the emperor, which made those Confucianists become the lowest-level workers.

Of course they don't want to.

Even those at the master level were treated very well, enjoyed extremely high salaries, and were famous throughout the world.

However, there is only one master among millions of people, while there are hundreds or even thousands of disciples.

The disciples and descendants of Confucianism are not willing to do the job of a teacher.

I received a low salary and worked hard to teach other people's children.

For the same effort, the benefits are reduced to the minimum.

It is human nature to love leisure and hate work. It is human nature to want to put in the least effort and get the greatest reward.

The collision of different theories among various schools of thought, and the rise and fall of power among sects are not simply a matter of disciples eating and drinking, nor are they a matter of the development of theories behind closed doors.

Education often determines the future of a country. Whether the Qin State could break free from the shackles of the imperial system itself, bid farewell to the Confucian hierarchy forever, and embark on a new path from then on depended on the duel between the two prominent schools of thought, Confucianism and Mohism.

So far, although the Mohist School is very influential, after all, no one has a say in the court. Not to mention the three dukes and nine ministers, let’s just talk about the doctors. Which doctor is from the Mohist School?

Xiang Li Che was indeed a minister, but as a minister he did not even dare to attend court and had no power or influence.

Although Confucianism was not as popular among the people as Mohism today, there were countless Confucian scholars in the court.

Basically, kings, princes, generals and ministers all have some relationship with Confucianists.

When the Mohists were busy developing technology and knowledge, and adapting their knowledge to the unified system of the Qin Empire.

However, the Confucians saw the tide of the times and were trembling with fear for their own future, so they had to launch a counterattack.

A counterattack necessary for survival.

The return of Marquis Dongling gave everyone an opportunity to take advantage of.

Dongling Hou was a true Confucian scholar. Although Meng Yi was also influenced by Confucianism, he was ultimately inclined towards the Legalists and was more inclined towards the theories of the Legalist Han Fei.

Moreover, Shao Ping's father had died a long time ago. As a declining nobleman, he was a leader among Confucian scholars, and most of the people he was friends with were also Confucian scholars.

This realistic basis made him the first target of all Confucianists.

They urgently needed a spokesperson in the court so that more young Confucianists could stand in the court, gain a firm foothold, and even strike a blow against the arrogance of the Mohists.

As soon as Shao Ping arrived at the Supreme Court to take up his post, he was immediately surrounded by his relatives and friends.

They surrounded Shao Ping, held a promotion banquet for him, praised his good writing, his superb piano skills, and the good relationship between him and his wife, which made them, the bystanders, envious.

Pearls and jade words are like tadpoles hatched from frogs in a summer pond, endless and numerous like frog eggs.

When Shao Ping was young, he took his newly married wife to guard the mausoleum.

The most precious years of life are spent on the hillside.

Only the green wind blowing over the hills and the bright moon beside the stream kept him company.

But as a talented person, this kind of life is against my will.

Chinese scholars would only retire to the countryside when they had no other choice, because Chinese scholars seemed to be born with a sense of mission.

"Brother, I read these books of sages because I want to do great things and speak for the people."

Shao Ping was no exception, but Qin Shihuang never liked him at all.

By the time he became Fusu's subordinate, the Hengyang Palace was already full of experts, and Shao Ping's non-competitive character was not popular.

This means that he has wasted two opportunities.

Eight years were wasted the first time, and six years were wasted the second time.

A man's youth only lasts a few years.

Didn't Shao Ping know what the consequences would be if he said those words to the Queen? But he still said them, which in itself was a complaint against the injustice of fate and his own failure to achieve success over the years.

After staying in the gloomy palace for a long time, Shao Ping felt hopeless.

But somehow, his luck suddenly changed.

The emperor gave him a bigger pond and let him work in the same position with his good friend.

What a great honor this is.

Shao Ping was overwhelmed by excitement for a moment.

He was tortured repeatedly and had the idea of ​​retiring. Later, he was brought out to serve the prince, but he was tortured again and again, and was torn between loyalty and filial piety, burying his ideals.

Suddenly, he came into the light and Shao Ping didn't dare to open his eyes.

The sudden appearance of relatives and friends, surrounding him and praising him, was something that the young man Shao Ping had never experienced before.

Even Prime Minister Wang Wan, who had never reacted to seeing him in the past, began to talk to Shao Ping actively when he saw him.

In the eyes of this descendant of a noble family who was full of talent but had not been recognized for many years and had experienced many ups and downs, all the praise, honor and flattery that he had never dared to think of before fell on him alone, as if he deserved it.

Think about how much suffering he has gone through, how much loneliness he has endured alone, and now he finally gets what he deserves.

However, after waking up from a drunken sleep, he crawled out from the pile of women in the middle of the night in a daze.

Shao Ping looked at the mess on the ground, where the half-exposed or fully-exposed bodies of men and women were scattered everywhere.

He felt somewhat unhappy.

But he couldn't tell why he was unhappy.

"What's wrong with you? How could you wake up from such a good dream of having two wives?"

"Are these beauties making you dissatisfied?"

Shao Ping felt some pain, he couldn't say anything, he walked out with his clothes on, he seemed to be in a hurry to find something.

When he arrived at his room door, he saw it was wide open. Shao Ping was very panicked. "Where's the Madam?"

The servant came running over and said, "The Madam has gone back to her parents' home. She said she won't be back."

In the middle of the night, Shao Ping shouted.

"Quick, prepare the carriage."

The retainers were awakened by the noise and chased out one after another, and they stopped Shao Ping.

"Where are you going, my lord?"

Shao Ping was wearing clothes and had a woman's lip print on his face, looking extremely embarrassed and funny.

He was anxious and frightened, as if a piece of his heart had fallen out.

But the retainers grabbed him and stopped him.

"My lord, it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Moreover, my lord is a man who is capable of great things, how can he be confined to love?"

"That's right. There are so many women. Women are like carriages. People of different status and ranks use carriages of different grades."

Shao Ping opened his eyes wide. In the dark night, he looked back at the main room with its doors and windows wide open. The room was pitch black.

But the moonlight is particularly bright tonight.

The bright moonlight shone into the main room, and everything in the room could be seen clearly.

A month ago, the clothes that my wife had sewn by hand were still hanging on the hangers.

The breeze blew, and the hem of the clothes fluttered.

Shao Ping looked at the empty house, at the house filled with all the gold and silver objects, and fell into endless darkness.

(End of this chapter)