The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1071 Soldiers' Solution [Subscription*Monthly Ticket Request]

The reason why no one could find the problem was that the power room was located at the core of the entire wooden ox. No one wanted to dismantle the power room, and naturally no one thought that Tongfang could play such a big role in it.

In particular, no one would have thought that Jing Tianming could embed Tongfang into it perfectly.

This is the reason why no one has been able to crack it.

It's just like when a good car mechanic would take out the engine's fuel chamber and take a look.

"Although the cause of the problem has been discovered, but..." Xiahou Yang spoke loudly. He understood the theory, but the process still needed to be carefully considered.

They only roughly understand the principles, but the specific process is not so detailed.

The most important thing is that Tianming himself just added it randomly and did it based on his feelings, while they had to reverse the process.

All we can say is that the child is blessed with good fortune.

For a moment, everyone looked at Jing Tianming with hope, as he was the treasure of the Mohist school.

The sect's genius is no more than this.

"I..." Jing Tianming looked at the pairs of burning eyes around him with some fear.

"We will bring back the Yanshi lineage at dawn!" Xiahou Wu said decisively.

Leaving him to the Mohist school for training would be a waste of Jing Tianming's talent.

If Jing Tianming could receive training from the Yanshi lineage, his future would be immeasurable.

It is not impossible to be on par with Mozi and Yanshi ancestors.

"But what about Your Majesty?" Jing Ke hesitated.

Yan Yan had suggested that Jing Tianming become Yan Lu's disciple. They had also come into contact with Confucianism and had expressed this wish many times.

If we make changes hastily, Confucianism will feel that it has been tricked by Mohism and it will be difficult to resolve the situation.

"That's your business!" Xiahou Wu said coldly.

Such a mechanical genius went to become a disciple of Confucianism. What did you Mohists think?

Possessing treasures without knowing it, no wonder the Mohist school is going backwards.

Jing Ke and others wanted to say something, but facing the Yanshi lineage, they did not dare to refute.

"I'll go and explain to the Confucianists!" Jing Ke thought about it and decided to come forward as a father.

Compared to Confucianism, the Yanshi lineage is indeed the best choice.

For Jing Tianming's future, he had no choice but to sacrifice his face.

"What else?" Everyone looked at Jing Ke.

Your son, if it's not you who goes, then who would go, it would be us old guys?
“……” Jing Ke touched his head awkwardly.

As expected, neither the Yanshi clan leader nor the Mohist leader had human rights.

"Han Fei's wedding will be in two days. Many big names from the Hundred Families will be there. You can go and say hello to them first!" The Six-Fingered Black Knight reminded him that he still had to help his own apprentice.

"The most important thing is that all the people from the Hundred Schools of Thought are here, and it's not easy for the Confucians to turn against each other in such an occasion!"

Everyone was speechless. They finally understood why they called you the Six-Fingered Black Knight.

Six fingers means you have six fingers. The Black Knight is not calling you Black Knight because you are a leader of the Mohist school, but because you have a black heart.

Given the Confucian emphasis on etiquette, in such situations, even if one wants to turn hostile, one must exercise restraint.

It is true that a gentleman can be deceived by tricks.

It's so easy to control.

And with the anticipation of all sponsors, Han Fei's wedding day finally arrived.

The most nervous person was not the sponsors, but Chen Jian, the host of this event. "This is the first time I have taken action since I became the Minister of Grain. Everyone, be alert. If I lose face, it will not be just me. Before I leave, I will definitely drag you all down with me. Don't doubt whether I have the ability to do this!" Chen Jian gathered everyone in the Minister of Grain's office together for a lecture, even the gatekeeper was brought in.

"Of course, if it's done well, everyone will receive an extra three months' salary, and I will pay for it!" Chen Jian did not forget to give a date.

"Yes!" Even if it weren't for the reputation of Chen Jian and the Ministry of Internal Affairs, three months' salary was not a small amount of money.

The salary of the Grain and Grain Office was already higher than that of other offices, and it was paid for three extra months, which was a huge sum of money.

"Moreover, this money will not be paid out on payday!" Chen Jian continued.

Who doesn’t have a wife, children and elders?
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's breathing became rapid.

As a man, who doesn’t want to have a little piggy bank of his own?
If it's not paid on payday, it means they can hide it in their own little coffers.

As an official in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who in the system doesn't have some social engagements, who doesn't need to spend a little money?

Therefore, not paying these three months' salary on payday is more attractive than paying it normally.

It turns out that only men understand men best.

"Don't worry, sir. We will definitely get it done!" Everyone hurriedly declared their positions.

"Okay, then everyone will do their job and make sure this wedding is a success!" Chen Jian nodded with a smile.

As long as this is done well this time, this sponsorship can become a way for the Zhisu Neishi Yamen to make money, and any other major ceremonies in Bingzhou in the future can continue to be used according to this routine.

Especially the upcoming spring ploughing ceremony, which is one of the biggest celebrations in Bingzhou.

"Sir, Lord Anqi Xiang is waiting in the main hall!" Just then, a servant came to report.

"Anqi Xiang?" Chen Jian frowned. The person who wants money is here!
"Greetings, Mr. Prime Minister!" Chen Jian went to the main hall of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to meet An Qisheng.

"Construction of the Qin Dynasty's Lishan Imperial Mausoleum has been underway for many years!" An Qisheng said calmly while drinking tea.

Chen Jian also understood immediately that this meant building an imperial mausoleum for Yan Yan.

This is also normal.

Generally, the construction of an imperial mausoleum would begin when the monarch ascends the throne. However, Yan Yan had never started because he was the founding monarch of Bingzhou.

This in itself is very abnormal.

Because of the frequent wars in Bingzhou before, there has never been any extra money and food to do this.

Now is the time to put it on the agenda.

"Does Prime Minister Anqi intend to let the Ministry of Internal Affairs do it or the Ministry of the Interior do it?" Chen Jian asked with a frown.

Generally speaking, this kind of civil engineering would be done by the Shaofu Yamen.

"Your Majesty intends to disband his army and does not want to build a mausoleum!" An Qisheng said a result that shocked everyone.

"What!" Chen Jian was shocked.

Of course he knew about the military operation.

Those who seek truth die by the sword in order to seek transcendence and liberation.

Taoist masters will choose to dissolve into a physical body when they feel they cannot survive a calamity, or when they see an opportunity for transcendence.

But Yan Yan is different. He is the founding monarch of Bingzhou. His tomb will become the spiritual sustenance for future generations of Bingzhou. In any case, it is impossible for him to end up dying in battle.

"Your Majesty, are you worried about having no money?" Chen Jian asked with a frown.

"It's possible!" An Qisheng nodded.

The Beiye Royal City has been expanding, but the Bingzhou Royal Palace has never been renovated or rebuilt over the years.

(End of this chapter)