"Fu Sheng, Cui Guang, Tang Bing, Wu Shi, Zhou Shu...a total of thirty-three doctors have resigned."
Prime Minister Zuo Li Si was kneeling on the ground, his head bowed.
The Daqin Doctoral Department has been developing for ten years and recruiting talented people. It has a total of seventy-six Ph.D.s, but now almost half of them are gone.
Of the remaining forty-three Ph.D.s, excluding the children of aristocratic families to fill them in, the truly talented ones will not be able to pass the test.
The beginning of all this was the book-burning policy proposed by Li Si.
Li Si is the titular culprit behind the Doctor's signature.
In the Zhangtai Palace, the First Emperor was sitting behind a long-lost desk, feeling a little uncomfortable looking at the bamboo slips that were a foot high.
The First Emperor had not approved the memorial for a long time. If the thirty-three doctors had not resigned this time, the bamboo slips would still have been processed at the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Glancing sideways at Li Si, the First Emperor pointed to the tiger-skin cushion opposite.
"sit."
Li Si trembled and lowered his head a little.
"only."
He stood up and knelt down on the tiger skin cushion, still lowering his head.
"He doesn't use the ready-made officials I sent him. He insists on issuing some recruitment order. Hundreds of schools of thought are criticizing each other, and how can they manage politics together? Li Si, what do you think this fool is thinking?"
"...I don't know."
"It's because I really don't know, or I just don't dare to say anything."
"...I can only guess half of the answer."
"explain."
Li Si did not wait for the First Emperor's punishment and boldly raised his head.
"Chang'an Lord probably doesn't want to use nobles."
The First Emperor frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded slowly.
"That makes sense. With that Zhuzi's extreme temperament, he can indeed kill the goose that lays the egg."
He smiled.
"Oh, as long as there are people, there will be distinctions between superiors and inferiors. If we don't take nobles as officials today, those who will become officials in the future will become nobles by themselves. Let that person hit the wall."
Swinging his sleeves.
"Take the memorial back, and it will all be played."
"Your Majesty, this is not possible!"
Li Si called out anxiously.
"Let these thirty-three doctors bid farewell. The names of the doctors are only valid! Although the doctors have no actual duties, they have the power to discuss matters. They belong to hundreds of schools. The same thing can be viewed from different angles and the results will be different. It is for Da Qin to check for leaks.
Fill the vacancy and answer your Majesty's questions. Da Qin has no doctor..."
"Without the doctorate, you are no longer the only one in the Legalist family. You should be happy."
The First Emperor interrupted midway and said with a smile.
Li Si looked panicked and kowtowed hurriedly, hitting his head on the table.
Cold sweat broke out on his back, and his clothes must have been sticky and uncomfortable when sticking to his body, but he didn't even notice it at the moment.
"I don't dare!"
"It's just a joke."
Pulling up Prime Minister Zuo, the First Emperor tugged at the resignation memorial and sneered.
"These days I no longer do everything personally, and everything in the Qin State is as usual. Without me, the Qin State will be harmless. Without this group of scholars who only know how to talk, the Qin State will collapse? I don't believe it."
The First Emperor stood with his hands behind his back.
"If one family is in power, it will be headstrong; if two families are in power, it will be competition; if there are three families in power, there will be chaos. Therefore, the Qin State is governed by Legalism, and hundreds of schools are checking for omissions.
"No stubbornness, no competition, no chaos.
"I would like to see if these Baijia, who are unable to do politics under me and can only be engaged in learning, become political under that Shuzi at the same time, who will that Shuzi listen to!"
Ten days later.
Xinzheng, South Korea.
All the disciples and hundreds of families gathered in front of the governor's house, waiting anxiously and with doubts.
They didn't know whether the promise of dividing officials and students when they finally arrived in Han, after crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, would be fulfilled, or whether this would be a scam.
Based on the theory of equalizing things, Peng Ling, a famous scholar from Qi who once served as a wine worshipper in Jixia Academy, led more than 70 disciples to wait silently.
I hope Chang'an Lord is not the same as Wang Jian... the old man thought.
Cui Guang, Zhou Shu, Tang Bing, and Wu Shi, who were later known as the Four Hao of Shangshan, waited silently with a group of Taoist disciples.
"Mr. Chang'an is in Xianyang Prison. I don't know who is in charge of this place. Alas."
"If you succeed, you will succeed. If you fail, you will fail. Let nature take its course. Let nature take its course."
Against all odds, Fu Sheng, who led many Confucian disciples to Korea, flipped through the Analects and waited silently. This Analects was the edition that Ying Chengyu had annotated.
Yao Jia, who had lost his official position as Shangqing, held his head high and looked confident.
There was a disagreement with Jiang Shang a few days ago. Will Chang'an Lord hold grudges... The name is slightly worried.
Dressed in extraordinarily gorgeous fiery red clothes and wearing high crowns, the Chu people formed a faction of their own, clamoring to let the Central Plains know what orthodoxy was.
…
The gate of the Sheriff's Mansion is open.
Xinzheng County Guards Qiang walked out.
Everyone looked at him with their eyes and paid their respects to Qiang.
Qiang stood on a temporary high platform, held up a large speaker made by scientists, and read loudly with the paper in his hand:
"Nanyang, Fu Sheng was appointed as the county magistrate."
The bet was right, the bet was right! Brother Chunyu, the bet was right... Fu Sheng's eyes were a little moist.
"promise!"
He replied loudly, and the Confucian scholars in the circle next to him were beaming with joy, and the disciples in the outer circle looked at him with envy.
Qiang looked at the voice response office, ordered the officials around him to send the Nanyang County Order Seal to Fu Sheng, and then continued to shout:
"Shangdang, Peng Yan will be appointed as the county magistrate."
"promise!"
Peng Yan's face turned red and his voice trembled slightly when he answered. The old man was very excited. He was excited that he had finally found this respect, and he was excited that he finally no longer had to endure the humiliation.
Qi is further away from Guanzhong than Chu is from Guanzhong, and Qi surrendered without a war, so most of Qi was not devastated by the war.
Logically speaking, it should be more difficult to implement the orders of the First Emperor in Qi, and this is indeed the case.
The largest local wealthy family in Kuaiji County is the Xiang clan, which is wanted by the Qin Empire. The governor of Kuaiji County does not care about it. After Wei Liao took control of Kuaiji County, he did not care about it either.
If Wei Liao was granted the title of Linzi County, Peng Yan would never feel so humiliated. But the one who was granted the title of Linzi was Wang Jian, the first war god of the Qin Dynasty.
The veteran general did not know how to manage politics, he only knew how to run the army, and he knew how to kill people. When he arrived in Linzi, he resolutely governed in accordance with the will of the First Emperor. If he did not obey, he would be killed according to the three-kill order.
The clerk handed the seal of the Shangdang County Magistrate to Peng Yan. The old man took it, and his smile was not much different from that of the time when Ren Ji was confirmed to be offering wine at the Academy.
"Yangcheng, Cui Guang is appointed as the county magistrate."
"Wild King, Wu Shi is appointed as the county magistrate."
"If you bear millet, Tang Bing will be the county magistrate."
"..."
Instead of talking nonsense, he divided all the cities in Han Dynasty into three, five, and two.
"Those whose names are read will take office. As I said before, if you manage well, you should be promoted. If you do not manage well, Lord Chang'an will definitely ask you to leave. When recruiting scholars in Han Dynasty, they do not look at their backgrounds, but only their abilities. Those who are capable will be promoted.
The mediocre will go down.
"Those whose names have not yet been mentioned can go with the county magistrates and serve as officials under them. Those who feel that they have the ability to be the elders of a county can come in and take the exam with me. On my behalf, Lord Chang'an, I will take the exam. If you pass the exam, you can become one."