I will make Qin Shi Huang immortal in the Great Qin Dynasty.

Qin Tian stepped forward.

He took two steps toward the center of the hall, bowed respectfully to Ying Zheng on the throne, and said earnestly, "Your Majesty, I have some specific ideas regarding the matter of recuperation and development."

Ying Zheng slightly raised his chin, signaling him to continue.

The civil and military officials in the hall also quieted down, and their eyes all fell on Qin Tian.

After the various speeches and turning points at this court meeting, they have gradually become accustomed to the Grand Preceptor occasionally throwing out some refreshing insights.

Every time he spoke, it meant that the Great Qin Dynasty was about to pave a new road.

"When the laborers serving at the imperial mausoleum are released to go home, they can't just be dismissed and that's it."

Qin Tian said, "The imperial court should take this opportunity to publicize the Qin Dynasty's upcoming plans to them."

Ying Zheng's gaze sharpened slightly, as if he were pondering the deeper meaning behind Qin Tian's words.

"Now that papermaking is possible and movable type printing is operational, His Majesty has ordered the establishment of schools in all counties so that children can have access to education. This news should be shared with those conscripted laborers who are about to return home."

"Most of the people working at the imperial mausoleum are the able-bodied men in their families. What they care about most is not whether they are tired or suffering, but whether their children have a future and can live a good life."

"Tell them that the imperial court is going to build an academy, so that their children can read and write, learn skills, and have a bright future. This will give them more peace of mind than receiving a few more bushels of rice."

Fusu, standing in the queue, brightened slightly upon hearing this.

He didn't speak, but his slight nod revealed his agreement with the idea.

"And there's the matter of high-yield grain varieties," Qin Tian continued. "His Majesty accompanied me overseas to find corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes, which have already been planted around Xianyang. This should also be told to the people. Let them know that His Majesty isn't just conscripting laborers, but has genuinely found grain varieties that will ensure they have enough to eat. In a few years, these grain varieties will be distributed throughout the entire Qin Dynasty, and then no one will go hungry anymore."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the hall, before stating the most important point: "There is one more thing—to select outstanding individuals from among the common people to learn the art of guiding Yuan energy."

The moment those words were spoken, a slight commotion arose in the hall.

The Yuanli Guiding Technique is a method for achieving immortality, a divine technique that officials of all ranks desperately want to learn.

The imperial court actually wants to select talented people from among the common people to learn this.

"I know what you're all thinking." Qin Tian smiled, looking at the slightly changed expressions on their faces. "The Yuan Power Guidance Technique isn't the privilege of a select few. For Great Qin to reach the stars, it needs millions upon millions of cultivators. Where will these millions of cultivators come from? From the common people, from those ordinary people who toil in the fields. Relying solely on these few hundred people in the court is insufficient to support Great Qin's future interstellar empire."

The atmosphere in the hall shifted from a slight restlessness to a thoughtful silence.

Some people were deep in thought, while others exchanged glances.

"By explaining these points, the people will know that there is hope for the future," Qin Tian concluded. "With hope, the people can live peacefully and won't have other ideas. That's how people are; they only take risks when they see no hope. Give them a clear and bright path, and they will honestly walk down it."

Ying Zheng, seated on his throne, listened to Qin Tian's words and nodded slightly: "Granted. The Grand Preceptor and Fusu will go together to handle this matter."

Qin Tian bowed and accepted.

Fusu also bowed and solemnly replied, "Yes."

He finally got a chance to truly make a difference, and the feeling of being trusted and entrusted made him stand up straighter.

"There's one more thing," Qin Tian said, not retreating but remaining standing in the hall, changing the subject. "Regarding the transmission of knowledge, it's not just the common people who need to learn; the army needs to learn as well."

He glanced at the men in the ranks of military officers. Wang Jian, Wang Ben, Meng Wu, and Meng Tian were all staring at him intently, waiting for him to continue.

"Once the soldiers are educated, they understand why they fight and for whom they fight. This gives them confidence and a sense of purpose during battle. They know they fight so that their families can live in peace, so that the people of Qin will no longer suffer the ravages of war, and so that future generations will not have to risk their lives on the battlefield like they have."

"At the same time, we must cultivate a military spirit within the army." Qin Tian's tone became more solemn. "An army without a soul is merely a group of strong men carrying weapons. An army with a soul is an indestructible and impregnable wall of iron and bronze. We must instill the beliefs of 'defending our homeland' and 'protecting the people' into the hearts of every soldier, bit by bit."

Ying Zheng did not speak, but the slight nod he made was more pronounced than before.

He understood what Qin Tian meant by "military spirit".

When he led troops into battle, what he valued most was the morale of his soldiers.

With high morale, it is not impossible to win with fewer troops; with low morale, even a large number of people are just a mob.

The "military spirit" that Qin Tian mentioned is probably something similar, only it has a longer-lasting impact than morale.

"There's one more thing, and it's very important." Qin Tian's tone became even more serious, his gaze carrying an unusual solemnity: "The close bond between the military and the people."

This term is a very familiar one in later generations, but the civil and military officials in the hall had never heard of it before.

But everyone can roughly guess its meaning from the literal meaning: the army and the people are as close and inseparable as fish and water.

"In the past, armies were used for conquest. The six states were unified under the sword of Qin, and the people's first impression of the Qin army was fear, dread, and keeping their distance. This was natural; after all, who wouldn't be afraid of swords at their side?"

Qin Tian then changed the subject, "But times have changed. The world has been unified, and the Qin army is no longer used to conquer its own people, but to protect them."

"In the future, let the soldiers help the people with farm work during their spare time. Help them harvest grain during the busy farming season, help them repair houses when it rains, and send troops to provide disaster relief during floods and droughts."

"Especially in the territories of the former six states, the people there still harbor resentment and wariness towards Qin. The army should go out and do more practical things for them, letting them see that Qin soldiers are ordinary people just like them—their sons, husbands, and fathers."

The hall was quiet for a moment.

The generals looked at each other, some frowning, some deep in thought, and some nodding silently.