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

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This is an irreconcilable contradiction, and the only thing that matters is the choice the king makes.

Ying Zheng could choose to let the Qin people be the victors and enjoy the treatment that the victors deserve, or he could choose to pay attention to the people of the six countries and give them greater preferential treatment.

The only thing you cannot do is to choose a balance, as this will only make the office unhappy on both sides.

But Ying Zheng chose the most inappropriate path and chose average.

This made the Qin people lose respect and trust in the royal family, and the people of the six countries would not be grateful, but would take it for granted that this was what they deserved.

The most crucial thing is that Qin is now unable to fulfill the promise made in terms of military merit.

After the collapse of the military merit system, the Qin State could not find a transitional system or a more suitable promotion system.

The consequence of the monopoly of the upward channels is that the lower class people no longer see any hope of promotion. After a long time, the Qin State will be in chaos.

The Wang family chose to keep a low profile because they were only generals, and they could not find a way to replace the promotion through military merit.

"The reason why I told Emperor Xuanwu all this is not only because the Emperor would listen, but also because I have hope..."

Wang Jian sighed.

Most of the credit goes to the Qin State's current status, and he also wants the Qin State to become a better place.

"Then are we really going to do nothing?" Wang Ben was a little unwilling to give up.

"I am old!" Wang Jian pointed to his head of white hair.

He had already aged a little when he attacked the State of Chu. Moreover, after so many years, he was no longer the young man who followed Wu'an Jun with high spirits.

Looking at Wang Jian's head full of white hair, Wang Ben also fell silent.

Not only did Wang Jian grow old, but he also started to have white hair on his head.

As generals, they had too many injuries.

After the Qin Dynasty unified the country, their morale began to fade, and they aged faster than anyone else.

"Since ancient times, famous generals are like beauties who are not allowed to grow old in the world! As a father, I don't want to have a great reputation in my life, but end up like Ju Xin!" Wang Jian said slowly.

Ju Xin's loss of integrity in his later years served as a wake-up call to these famous generals.

You have to admit your old age, otherwise your reputation will be ruined.

Military affairs are extremely demanding, and if you are not careful, you may lose everything.

They are different from civil servants. Even if civil servants make mistakes, it will not be apparent in a short time.

"This world has been built on the contributions of you and me, father and son. That's enough. Don't interfere in too many other matters." Wang Jian said earnestly.

"Besides, you have too many injuries!"

Wang Ben was silent.

He is also different from Wang Jian. Wang Jian is the commander of a large army in the central army, while he is a veteran of the battlefield. In so many years of fighting, he always leads the troops and has too many wounds on his body.

I can still hold on now, but who knows when the old illness will relapse. The illness will come like a mountain falling on me.

"We are all military generals on the battlefield. We don't understand these changes, and many people don't understand them either. So we can only choose to trust Emperor Xuanwu. If he can't find a solution, it will be useless for you and me, father and son!" Wang Jian said with a smile.

Reform and innovation are not battles on the battlefield and are not within their expertise.

"So father is using the emperor?" Wang Ben also reacted.

Among the people in the world who know this, Wang Ben can think of only the Legalists, Yan Yan and An Qisheng.

“But all the pressure is put on the emperor, which is a bit bad, right?” Wang Ben hesitated.

"What's wrong with that? He dared to come to our door and force our Wang family to take a stand. What's wrong with me using him?" Wang Jian said angrily.

The Wang family had planned to retire, but they were forced to come out to support Crown Prince Fusu and stand with Fusu. Yan Yan returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion without saying a word, which made Shao Siming, Yan Lingji and others a little nervous, but they did not dare to ask more questions.

"The Qin State is a galloping chariot, and Bingzhou is a taut string!" Yan Yan sighed as he looked at the bright moon in the sky.

They say that one should not forget one's original intention, and he originally thought it was easy.

Now that I think about it, he actually forgot what his original intention was.

What was he thinking when he left Yushan Academy?
Yan Yan shook his head, he had already forgotten!
Perhaps he once just wanted to see the world and experience the elegance of various schools of thought.

But if you stand on the right spot, even a pig can fly.

And he was pushed step by step to a position he had never imagined.

Before going to Yanmen Pass, he wanted to see Li Mu resist the Hu people in the north and kill 300,000 of them.

As a result, a letter of appointment from Li Mu made him the number one person north of Yanmen Pass.

Then the tomb at Gaoquesai made him think about not letting the Hu people go south, and also let this group of people who stayed outside the pass for a promise get a promise that Zhao would not fulfill.

So, by some strange coincidence, we have come to this point.

Ying Zheng was facing an unprecedented centralized and unified situation, but he had never been involved in governing a country.

Confucianism only teaches how to assist the king, not to become the king!
"Brother, are you worried about something?" Jing Ke sat down next to Yan Yan and asked naturally.

As a great figure of the Mohist school, he was naturally invited by the Qin State to watch the ceremony.

"Do you remember when and where we first met?" Yan Yan asked with a smile.

"Remember!" Jing Ke smiled and nodded, recalling the past, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corners of his mouth.

Who could have imagined that those two young men would become the Emperor Xuanwu and the other a leader of the Mohist school.

"Do you think I'm putting too much pressure on the people of Bingzhou?" Yan Yan asked.

"Pressure?" Jing Ke tilted his head, puzzled.

"Bingzhou is like a taut string that may break at any time. If Qin State only has soldiers and farmers, then Bingzhou only has craftsmen and soldiers!" Yan Yan said seriously.

"If you want to survive, you need to work hard!" Jing Ke asked back.

"The Mohist school has a rule that if you don't work for a day, you don't eat for a day."

"Is there anything in this world that can be obtained without any effort?"

"Bingzhou provides jobs for everyone, regardless of age, illness or disability, so that everyone can use their own hands to create a happy life for themselves. This is something I have never seen in ancient books."

“Isn’t this good?”

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment. Getting something for nothing?

"What I mean is, shouldn't Bingzhou's development be slowed down?"

Yan Yan continued.

"It's not impossible to slow down!" Jing Ke thought about it and decided that it was indeed time to slow down.

The Hetao area had just been developed, and most of the people migrated to the north of the Dalingh River. This was not a good thing.

After all, Bingzhou has too small a population.

"Do you also think that Bingzhou's development should slow down?" Yan Yan asked.

"I don't understand these things, but the development of Hetao has given Bingzhou people hope for happiness, and they are more willing to settle in Hetao."

(End of this chapter)