Chapter 133 Doing evil without punishment promotes evil in the world?
The fine copper river had not been blocked for long, and the accompanying eunuchs and palace maids hurriedly and carefully picked out all the bamboo slips.
That river was originally so clear that you could see the copper-colored or true color of the water through the clear water.
It was temporarily rendered with ink, and after darkening for a while, it returned to its original appearance.
Bottles of fine wine flowed along the clear river.
Plate after plate of delicacies rippled with the clattering sound.
But for a long time, no Qin officials took it, drank it, or ate it.
They were busy hiding behind Wang Jian, the Marquis of Wucheng, talking nonsense, expressing their thoughts, showing their patriotism and other noble things, and did not care about filling their stomachs and enjoying delicious food and other physical desires.
When the delicacies in the Qushui were picked up by a scholar who had just written to cut off the river, the First Emperor finally spoke under the gaze of Ying Chengyu for a long time.
"My lords, please hold off."
After lightly dusting the non-existent dust on his knees, the First Emperor stopped the boiling scene in the venue.
Whether it is Qin Chen who is just halfway speaking or Qin Chen who is just starting to speak.
His subsequent words were like the non-existent dust on the knees of the First Emperor, which was gently brushed away by the First Emperor.
The ministers bowed slightly to the First Emperor and sat down to wait to hear the First Emperor's final words.
"I have listened to the words of the princes and kept them in my heart. Since the princes have great opinions on the simplified Chinese characters, it is still possible to issue large seal scripts in the Qin State."
The current font of Qin State is Dazhuan, which conforms to the aesthetics of the people of the times and is familiar to everyone.
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming!"
The ministers sat and shouted, all very happy.
They all thought to themselves that His Majesty has paid more and more attention to our ideas in recent days.
Only Ying Chengyu knew that things would not be that simple. In most cases, his imperial brother would not be intimidated, but would only be persuaded.
The First Emperor picked up the bamboo slips in his hand and pointed at the simplified Chinese characters that the officials thought were not characters at all.
"From today on, this character is called Dazhuan, and it is the only common character in Qin."
Before the officials could stop shouting, "Your Majesty, your Majesty," Qin Chen, who was sitting in the front row, saw the First Emperor changing his name from simplified Chinese to large seal script in front of them.
Your Majesty, that's not what we meant. Do we just want a name?
If you change the name of this character to Dazhuan, won't the character still be the same?
Your Majesty, you are a civet cat in exchange for a prince.
As the Qin officials in the front row conveyed the Emperor's message to the back, the voice of "Your Majesty, the Holy Ming" gradually became quieter.
"Your Majesty, if we insist on spreading this word, I'm afraid that the students studying in various places will not cooperate."
"Yes, Your Majesty, these words are meant to be spread throughout the world, not just in the city of Xianyang. The wishes of the world's scholars must be taken into consideration."
"The writing style of Qilu is prosperous, and martial arts is popular in Yanzhao. The characters all have their own unique shapes. If you change it to big seal script, they might be able to recognize it with their noses pinched, but if it is changed to this simplified character..."
Simplified Chinese characters do not fit into the mainstream aesthetics of the times.
Although the words spoken by the officials were excuses, they were not found randomly by the officials. They were correct, pertinent, and would definitely come true.
The First Emperor had already mentioned this to Ying Chengxuan in the library of Chang'an Junfu.
The solution given by Ying Chengyu was 50,000 Qin army warriors who could read simplified Chinese characters.
"If scholars from all over the country cooperate, then what use do I need from you?"
The First Emperor pointed at the bamboo slips that were taken out first and contained the fiefdoms of each person.
"After the land is divided, your food, towns, and salaries will be improved, but your responsibility will not be improved? Who just said that the students studying in various places will not cooperate? Stand up and give your fiefdom to those who can make the scholars in your country cooperate."
Qin Chen would not stand up if he spoke.
The text has been circulated for thousands of years, and this matter is indeed very big.
But that was something that affected all mankind in China, and it didn't have much to do with him personally, but the fiefdom truly belonged to his family.
Giving up your fiefdom for the sake of writing is equivalent to giving up your family wealth for the sake of all mankind. Some people will do this kind of thing, but not many, at least not the Qin Chen who said this.
The Qin minister shrank his head and lowered his body among the other ministers, not wanting to say another word.
Suddenly, a big hand grabbed his collar and pulled him up.
Qin Chen turned around and glared angrily to see who was so arrogant, and saw Wang Ben with an outrageous look on his face.
The second person in the Qin Dynasty's military meritorious service said loudly: "Your Majesty, I can see clearly that it was Zhang Youcheng who said it!"
The First Emperor looked at Zhang Youcheng, who had a sad look on his face, and looked down on the bamboo slip to find the fiefdom that was supposed to be divided for Zhang Youcheng.
"Wang Ben, can you use simplified Chinese characters in your fiefdom?"
"Can!"
"Don't talk big words, your fiefdom is not small, there are seven cities within a hundred miles."
"I dare to ask your Majesty, how easy is it to use simplified Chinese characters in seven cities within a hundred miles, compared with destroying Qi, Yan, and Wei?"
"It's easy to use simplified Chinese characters."
"So, if I can destroy Qi, Yan, and Wei, what's the difficulty in doing so in a small fiefdom? Why doesn't your majesty believe in me?"
"Okay, let me ask you again. Zhang Youcheng made a city into his own land, but he said it is difficult to practice simplified Chinese characters within the territory. If I give this city to you, will you, Wang Ben, be able to do it?"
"Your Majesty can grant ten more cities, I can do it!"
"General, you are so strong! I will give you eleven cities!"
Zhang Youcheng never expected that he would lose the fiefdom he was supposed to have by just saying a word.
He struggled in Wang Ben's hands, waving his arms, kicking his legs, and staring, trying to tell the First Emperor that he could do it.
Isn’t it just to implement simplified Chinese characters in the fiefdom? I can do it!
Helplessly, Wang Ben's big sword-like hands fiercely covered his mouth, preventing him from speaking.
You are playing a conspiracy against my father. Can you see if I, Wang Ben, understand justice?
Zhang Youcheng's eyes wandered and he asked for help from the many civil servants who were standing with him just now.
As Zhang Youcheng expected, all the civil servants were drinking, eating meat, chatting, and avoiding his eyes intentionally or unintentionally.
If the person asking for help now was not Zhang Youcheng but Li Youcheng, Wang Youcheng and Zhang Youcheng would do the same thing.
If the Wang family wants to make such a move, it must not be able to hit them all.
Since I have chosen you, Zhang Youcheng, consider yourself unlucky.
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming!"
Wang Ben said something and returned to Wang Jian.
Zhang Youcheng was freed and hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, I can do it! The fiefdom can be simplified!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The First Emperor sighed and said with great regret: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I have given your fief to General Wang Ben, so you have no words for it."
"Just now, Wang Ben covered his mouth with his hands. It is difficult for me to speak, Your Majesty!"
For the sake of his own fiefdom, Zhang Youcheng did not care whether he would offend the Wang family.
Wang Jian and Wang Ben looked abnormal.
Staring at Zhang Youcheng, they all showed murderous intent.
But in the face of this murderous intention, Zhang Youcheng straightened his chest without any fear, pointed at the two father and son and burst into tears, expressing his grievances.
Zhang Youcheng said dozens of sentences.
If you write down all these dozens of sentences, you can see that there are actually only four words between the lines - I want to fief the land.
"Wang Ben, is this possible?"
"Your Majesty! This man took advantage of Jian's mouth first, and then my son covered his mouth. Isn't this right?"
Wang Jian, the Marquis of Wucheng, originally only had a fiefdom in Wucheng.
Now there was an extra piece for no reason, how could Wang Jian let it go? He let it go and opened the cover to reveal the inner meaning.
The First Emperor nodded and agreed with Wang Jian's statement.
"This is very reasonable. But Zhang Yi, don't be impatient. Just now I said that there are so many ministers who find it difficult to implement simplified Chinese characters. I will choose another city for you."
The First Emperor comforted Zhang Youcheng and asked the ministers: "Who among you is still having trouble practicing simplified Chinese characters in your fief? Come forward and I will grant your land to Zhang Yi."
The ministers, who had looked unhappy just now, immediately swore and swore that it was perfectly fine to issue simplified Chinese characters in their own territory without any problems.
"Although I am old, I am willing to do my best to unify the Qin Dynasty!"
"If there are a hundred cities in my fiefdom, one hundred cities can be simplified!"
"Simplified Chinese characters have concise strokes, are easy to understand, and are easy to publish."
The ministers who originally looked at Ying Chengyu with disdain, this time they all looked at Ying Chengyu with shocked eyes.
"The fact that the Qin Dynasty has this writing is really a blessing to all the people in the world!"
"Traffickers and pawns, farmers and merchants should be extremely happy. From today on, the habit of writing will be as easy as bowing your head."
"Mr. Chang'an has great virtue! I wonder how Mr. Chang'an created such magnificent writing?"
Ying Chengyu cursed in his heart, but laughed loudly on his face, pointed at his nose and said: "Am I so powerful? Hahahahaha! Just average, the third best in the world, I just painted it and created it."
No one in the palace said anything bad about simplified Chinese characters.
The First Emperor regretfully said to Zhang Youcheng: "You have also seen it. It's not that I don't give you the city, it's that they don't give it to you."
Zhang Youcheng's face was ashen, his lips were pursed, and in the end he didn't say a word, and drank the wine sadly.
He only regrets now, why did he go against His Majesty and why did he speak so quickly?
After Ying Chengyu finished thanking the ministers, he said to his eldest nephew who was sitting next to him and was being restrained: "Uncle, you can let go, but you can't move or talk nonsense, okay? But you can even blink a hundred times."
Ying Fusu:......
The eldest son of Da Qin, blinking like crazy
"Ha ha."
Within a blink of an eye, Ying Fusu felt able to run and jump, and his body returned to his own control.
"Uncle, teacher, he..."
"The imperial sister-in-law has told you this a long time ago. It's your fault that you came late, no one else is to blame. Your teacher died for you and because of you."
Instead of comforting his eldest nephew, Ying Chengyu opened Ying Fusu's wound twice as wide and poured several bags of refined salt into it.
Ying Fusu looked sad, and the vigor in his body was gone after being repeatedly worn away by the Black Bird Hall.
"Okay, if you don't want this kind of thing to happen again in the future, you should learn from your father. Do you understand your father's methods?"
Ying Chengyu's reminder revived the mark in Ying Fusu's heart that he had just missed.
Ying Fusu calmed down his mind and suppressed all the sadness in his heart for the time being. He looked at the Qin ministers in the palace who were praising the First Emperor, and thought that just now there was still a voice of opposition in the Xuanniao Palace.
"The royal way.
"Hey, I'll go. My eldest nephew, you are finally enlightened. Come and have a bottle of wine!"
Ying Chengyu personally poured a bottle of wine and handed it to Ying Fusu's mouth with one hand. The bloody clothes on Ying Fusu's body stained Ying Chengyu's cuffs red.
"Uncle, I don't agree with the etiquette, Fusu..."
As Ying Fusu spoke, his hands were about to catch the wine bottle.
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hands halfway and helped Su Moran.
The eldest son of Da Qin bit the edge of the bottle, raised his head vigorously, and poured all the unfinished words into his stomach along with the wine Ying Chenglong fed him.
After drinking this bottle of wine, Ying Fusu was still not satisfied.
He directly picked up a pot of wine on the table and started pouring it on the spout.
After finishing the pot of wine on Ying Cheng's table, he looked at the pot of wine on Qin Chen's table next door.
Ying Fusu, who was still unfinished, could only see the wine bottle. Holding on to the table, he took the wine bottle from the next table into his hands and started tossing it again.
Ying Jianglu, who had been watching from the side, wrinkled his face, snatched the wine bottle from Ying Fusu's hand, and he also started to drink.
Stupid elder brother is no longer stupid. The news about my kidney deficiency was revealed by my uncle. I am so sad...
"Hiccup, this wine is not as strong as my uncle's!" Ying Fusu let out a wine burp and said with a silly smile.
"Nonsense, my family has distilled it. If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. Don't imitate me, imitate your father."
As expected, Ying Fusu didn't smile, and there were tears in his eyes, and said: "Uncle, why did you and my father choose me? If you didn't choose me, my teacher wouldn't have died, right?"
Ying Jianglu stopped drinking.
Brother seems to be stupid again...
"When Zhang Yi was the Prime Minister of Qin, he promised to give Chu eight hundred miles to Chu and Qi to break off diplomatic relations. The king of Chu agreed, but Zhang Yi regretted it and said that he had never promised eight hundred miles? He only gave eight hundred miles. The king of Chu was angry, but Qi and Chu had already broken off.
, a broken mirror cannot be rounded.”
"Zhang Yi used words to deceive and manipulate, allowing the Qin Dynasty to develop rapidly, and he made great contributions to Qin. But why did King Wu Xian depose Zhang Yi? Because Zhang Yi broke his trust with the Six Kingdoms. Zhang Yi broke his trust with the Six Kingdoms, and Qin broke his trust with the Six Kingdoms.
.Only by deposing Zhang Yi will Qin’s reputation in the world be restored.”
"But can you say Zhang Yi is wrong? No, he is right. In that era, no one could do it better than him. In that era, someone had to stand up and do these things."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ying Chengyu wiped the tears from his eldest nephew's eyes and smiled happily when he saw that the eldest nephew's left eye no longer had etiquette and benevolence engraved in it.
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"The iron-blooded Great Qin of our generation are ruthless and unpopular. There is nothing we can do about it. There will always be people in the world to fight. China must be unified. No one can stop it. Whoever wants to stop us will be killed by us."
"When our generation dies, all the evil crimes that Great Qin has committed against the Six Kingdoms will also die with us. Your hands will no longer have so much blood on them. Your generation will live with the people.
To truly conquer the world, we must be kind to the world and let everyone in the world call themselves Qin people."
"Killing is easy, but loving is difficult. The tears in your eyes are the reason why we chose you. To make this world a better place, this is what the imperial brother expects from you, and it is also what my uncle expects from you."
The wine bottle that the Third Young Master had originally put down was lifted up again following Ying Chengyu's long and heartfelt instructions.
Tons tons tons~
Uncle, father and emperor are both decisive in killing, and they actually want to find a lover. It’s unreasonable! It’s unreasonable! I’m the stupidest one!
"Is this really so? Then Fusu had previously..."
"You are the Second Emperor of Qin. What you want to love is the whole, not the individual. If you want to love the prisoners, you can re-enforce the laws, reduce the punishment for good behavior, and let them go and perform meritorious services. You really want to show your kindness.
, you can also release a thousand death row prisoners and ask them to go back to celebrate the New Year."
"Those who come back to die after the New Year are released on the spot, and the Yi tribe who don't come back are also setting a benchmark for the world to abide by the law, right?"
"What do you mean by releasing them directly? Doing evil without punishment and promoting evil in the world? You loved the prisoners, suffered the people, and destroyed the Qin State."