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

Chapter 1171 The Exclusiveness of the Historian [Please Subscribe*Please Pass the Monthly Ticket]

The war was justified, it was a duel between kings, Jing Ke was just following orders and was an executor.

However, it was not Yan Yan and Ying Zheng who ordered the assassination of Ashoka of the Maurya Dynasty.

So, no one will admit that they did it.

"When they were in Bingzhou and Qin, these people looked very ordinary. How come after they got out, they are all better at fighting than the other?"

Mo Ya couldn't understand it.

Most of the fiefs that were given out were not wanted by Bingzhou and Qin State.

"I'm used to seeing geniuses and evildoers, so I think they are ordinary."

"It's just that there are too many evildoers in Daqin and Bingzhou, and the brilliance of these people has been overshadowed!"

Chen Jian did not doubt the abilities of these people.

Even those corrupt officials in Qi, can you say they are incompetent?

A person without ability cannot survive in officialdom, and anyone who can survive unscathed in officialdom is not a talent, right?

All I can say is that their vision is too high, so they think everyone else is ordinary.

"It's not that easy to take down the peacock!" Yan Yan shook his head.

A land that can give birth to a civilization will always produce outstanding people in troubled times.

"Indeed, news came from the National Guard's Office that Meng Xin finally met his opponent." Chen Jian said with a smile.

If there is no difficulty, it would not be a division.

"Camel cavalry and elephant soldiers?" Yan Yan thought about it for a while.

"Yes, the desert Gobi in the north of Peacock is not suitable for the Red Flame Cavalry to fight. The war horses suffered heavy losses. On the contrary, camels are suitable for living in those places."

"And to the south is an elephant army with a huge carrying capacity!"

Chen Jian carefully talked about the problems encountered by the five dukes.

"It's not difficult to conquer the Peacocks. Compared to the ruthless warriors that emerged from China's centuries of war, the Peacocks' fighting methods are just like children playing around. The real difficulty lies in how to assimilate them!"

Yan Yan said seriously.

The Peacock Civilization is an extremely bizarre pit among the ancient civilizations of the world.

It's like a halo that lowers intelligence, bringing everyone's IQ down to the same level as theirs, and then they can defeat you with their experience.

It was difficult for Yan Yan to understand why someone who was called a saint by Kong Que did not think of rising up in rebellion in the face of dictatorial and violent rule, but instead chose to go on a hunger strike, using his hunger strike to force the invaders to compromise.

What’s even more amazing is that he actually succeeded.

However, this is not the most bizarre thing. The most bizarre thing is that both the invaders and the exploited think that his method of non-violent non-cooperation is great.

What is even more terrifying is that in the world war, when faced with invasion, some people chose to surrender, some chose to resist, and some chose to remain neutral. However, this Mahatma chose to lie down and let his country and people be invaded and exploited, and even accused other rebellious countries of not resisting.

The invaders should be allowed to invade and kill.

The most famous statement is, let the invaders kill. If killing 100,000 is not enough, let them kill 1 million, 10 million, or 100 million. The other side will always be afraid.

Yan Yan found it hard to understand how a human could say such words?
In his eyes, what is the country and what is human life?
Count on the invader's mercy?

But if you think carefully about the history of peacocks, it seems that every time they were invaded by other civilizations, their choice was not to resist, but to lie down and give up.

"Meng Xin also sent a letter from a vassal state, requesting Your Majesty and the Great Qin Shi Huangdi to allow them to cut down mountains, destroy temples, and confer titles on the Eight Gods!" Among the many memorials, Nong Yu found a memorial sent from thousands of miles away.

"Destroying the mountains and destroying the temples!" Yan Yan was surprised.

It seems that there are capable people around Meng Xin. He saw the biggest problem of the Peacock so quickly, which is their religious system. As for the eight gods, it is not about eight gods, but a general term.

The usual eight gods are the eight gods of Qi, namely the Lord of Heaven, the Lord of Earth, the Lord of War, the Lord of the Sun, the Lord of the Moon, the Lord of Yin, the Lord of Yang and the Lords of the Four Seasons.

However, there are actually not many that are truly recognized by the government and allowed to build temples for worship.

All those who were allowed to be worshipped were actually capable monarchs who had existed in Chinese history, including Emperor Ke (Youchao), Emperor Gao (Suiren), Fuxi (Fuxi), Nuwa, Emperor Yan (Shennong), Emperor Huang (Xuanyuan), etc.

At the Qin Dynasty's unification ceremony, because the plan of conquering the south had already been determined, the military lord Chi You was also included in the ranks of the ancestors of the Chinese nation during the sacrifice.

If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't have noticed that Ying Zheng secretly added Chi You.

It can only be said that there were too many things in the grand ceremony, and Confucianism and the various schools of thought did not pay attention to such a small name. By the time they discovered it, it was already too late and it had become an established fact.

"Agree!" Yan Yan nodded and asked Nanyue to write her red seal on the memorial.

As for which temple to build, let Meng Xin and the others choose it themselves, and the vacant position will be filled by them.

But according to the Chinese rules of worshipping gods, there are only three kinds of gods worthy of worship.

One is the natural gods, such as the God of Wind and Rain, the God of Spring, and the Lord of the Four Seasons.

The first group includes monarchs who have made great contributions to China, such as Youchao and Suiren.

One is the monarchs, ministers, and righteous men who died for their country, such as Jie Zitui.

Apart from these, other gods are called wild gods.

"Also, the historians have been a little bored lately, so let the Grand Historian send historians to each of the five nobles who have been conferred the title!"

Yan Yan thought about it and decided that these things were worth recording.

Having historians can also prevent these people from going too far.

Otherwise, Yan Yan couldn't imagine what kind of cruel things these guys who were released without moral constraints could do.

"It's possible, but not many people are qualified to be historians!" said the attendant.

Historians also have their own standards for what kind of people are qualified to have their own exclusive historians.

Generally speaking, only the monarch of a country is qualified to have his own historian.

Others, even if you are one of the Three Dukes or Nine Ministers, do not have the qualifications to have a dedicated historian.

Yan Yan had no choice. What he wanted to do was one thing, but the Shi family also had its own rules. Even if he was the emperor, he couldn't force it. After all, these people really dared to die in front of him.

"With the territory that Meng Xin has conquered now, he is qualified to have a historian!" The attendant thought about it and decided not to offend him too much, so he explained.

"Anyway, it's up to you guys. After all, historians don't necessarily have to be selected from your organization. You can also train your own, such as novelists!" Yan Yan said calmly.

Wherever there are people, there are underworld and powerful groups.

Although historians now have their own organization, it does not mean that no one else can be a historian except them.

At least those bastards who write novels always want to make progress.

If the current historians were too insistent, Yan Yan could ask the novelists.

The attendant was speechless. I had already given in, but you still threatened me.

"They don't have our professionalism, nor our spirit!" the attendant directly retorted.

Normally, you can say whatever you want to me, but it will go in one ear and out the other. At most, I will write it down and pass it on to future generations.

But you actually use those bastards of novelists to insult the profession of historians. This is intolerable!

(End of this chapter)