Lin Ze looked at the pile of memorials on his desk, shook his head helplessly, picked up a book, opened it, quickly browsed through it, and wrote comments at the end with a red pen.
A few years ago, Li Si conspired to usurp the throne, and Li Dai defeated Qin. Lin Ze secretly laughed at him as a sand dollar. Being an emperor is so tiring. Isn't it better to be a powerful nobleman?
In just a few years, Lin Ze never thought that he would become the leader of the Western Qin Kingdom by accident.
I really followed the words of my previous life, and ended up living the way I once hated.
Fortunately, Lin Ze had Xiao Jin to help him, and he was able to scan all the memorials on the table in an instant, and through intelligent analysis, he could come up with reasonable judgments and response methods.
Lin Ze, who wanted to save trouble, directly simplified Xiao Jin's analysis and conclusions and wrote them at the end of the memorial, which was considered a review.
After all, Xiao Jin's analysis and conclusion are too long, and the memorial's recording space is limited, making it unrealistic to copy.
Lin Ze spent a quarter of an hour reviewing all the memorials on the table. He felt relieved and laughed at himself: "I am really a coding machine with no emotion."
Zhuang Zhou happened to sneak in from outside the door. Hearing the last two words, he couldn't help but ask: "Machine? What machine? Is it new from the Moh family?"
Lin Ze's face froze, and he quickly changed the subject: "Senior brother went to Shu for two days, what did you gain?"
Zhuang Zhou quickly waved his hand and said: "Forget it, there is nothing to gain. If Zhang Daoling hadn't been so messy in the name of guarding against Buddhism, I would have come back long ago."
"Junior brother, you should know that I never like to see Zhang Daoling's enthusiasm. If it weren't for your business this time, why would I go to Shu and suffer this crime."
Lin Ze smiled bitterly and said: "After all, he is the teacher's registered disciple. It seems inappropriate for senior brother to behave like this."
Who knew that Zhuang Zhou didn't take it seriously and said: "Teacher often says that Tao follows nature. Senior brother, my true temperament is exactly in line with Tao. Who dares to say anything wrong?"
Lin Ze shook his head. He really couldn't understand why Zhuang Zhou, who had always been approachable, could not stand Zhang Daoling.
Lin Ze probably didn't believe it if Zhuang Zhou showed enthusiasm only because of Zhang Daoling.
"Senior Brother has come a long way, why not go and wash up first, take a rest, and then give Senior Brother a banquet to welcome him later?"
Lin Ze pointed to the memorials in the three boxes in the hall and said: "Junior brother still has some memorials that need to be approved, and I really have no time at the moment."
A look of surprise appeared on Zhuang Zhou's face and he said: "Junior brother can actually handle government affairs, which really opened my eyes."
Lin Ze rolled his eyes and said: "Junior brother, before he established the Western Qin Dynasty, he had been an official in the Qin State for many years, so it is natural that he has nothing to do with handling government affairs."
Zhuang Zhou sneered and said: "But since you established the Western Qin Dynasty, this is the first time I have seen you handle government affairs, senior brother. I have never seen you before."
Lin Ze...
"Senior brother, if nothing happens, can you go and rest for a while?"
Lin Ze said tactfully, if nothing happens, can you stay far away?
Zhuang Zhou coughed lightly and said, "Of course I have something to do. I went back to the Dao Palace before coming here. The teacher asked me to pass on a few words to you."
Lin Ze said angrily: "Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier? If the teacher is blamed for delaying something important, will you be responsible for it, senior brother?"
Zhuang Zhou said calmly: "Junior brother didn't ask, right?"
Seeing several black lines appearing on Lin Ze's forehead, Zhuang Zhou said quickly: "Teacher has said that junior brother can start an appropriate attack on Buddhism and Confucianism, but the intensity must be controlled and not cause a violent backlash between the two parties, lest the situation get out of control and lead to three conflicts.
Teach bloody battles.”
Lin Ze thought for a while and asked: "Teacher, do you want to stimulate the continuous increase of luck through a less fierce battle, take the opportunity to peek into the heaven, and obtain indescribable opportunities?"
Zhuang Zhou looked at Lin Ze intently for a long time, then suddenly chuckled and said: "It turns out that junior brother also knows about this matter. If so, it will be easy to handle. I wonder if junior brother has any plans to send troops?"
Lin Ze spread his hands and said: "There is none at the moment, and it is not appropriate to send troops in a short time."
Zhuang Zhou asked in confusion: "Why is this?"
Lin Ze did not answer directly, but took out a few memorials from the pile on the table, handed them to Zhuang Zhou and said, "Senior brother, please take a look."
Zhuang Zhou reached out to take it, opened it, and found that what was written on it were all trivial matters that caused discord between the people and the government.
For example, in a certain county, no one cooperated with the grain collection. Officials brought people to the door, so that the people were willing to hand over the grain.
We went door to door to collect the goods, but after half a month we still didn't collect even one-tenth of them.
In a certain county, a village elder resigned, but no one was willing to take on the responsibility, resulting in an extreme shortage of officials.
Zhuang Zhou finished reading several memorials and his face became a little ugly.
Based on his experience, he could not see that this was a sign that the people in Guanzhong strongly disapproved of the Western Qin court.
Zhuang Zhou frowned slightly and said: "As far as I know, junior brother has won over many old Qin nobles before, and promised benefits to let them guard various places to appease the people. Why does this happen again?"
Lin Ze sighed and said: "This situation is thanks to them. Otherwise, the people of Guanzhong would have revolted long ago."
"Junior brother has underestimated the status of Qin in the hearts of the people in Guanzhong, which has led to such a situation. It's not that junior brother is unwilling to send troops to conquer the Buddhist Confucians, but because of this situation, there is really no way to send troops."
"Once there are no more than 100,000 troops to deter us, and the people in Guanzhong rise up and turn against us, these thousands of miles of fertile land, even if it is not lost, will become exhausted. It is really not worth the loss."
Zhuang Zhou was silent for a while and then suddenly asked: "In my opinion, when can we send out troops?"
Lin Ze thought for a while and replied: "Time will make people gradually forget everything. To really make the people of Guanzhong turn their hearts to the Western Qin Dynasty, I am afraid it will take the efforts of three generations."
Zhuang Zhou said with a sinister look on his face: "One generation counts as twenty years, do we still have to wait for another sixty years?"
Lin Ze spread his hands and said: "This is still an ideal state. Junior brother still has to take many measures to make the people return to their hearts."
Zhuang Zhou said calmly: "Junior brother, do you think the teacher can wait with peace of mind for so many years? Or do Buddhists and Confucians wait with peace of mind for so many years?"
"Junior brother, didn't you want to take over the world as soon as possible before? Why do you suddenly seem to be a different person now?"
Lin Ze sighed and said: "It's not that junior brother has changed too much, but that the situation is really not optimistic."
Zhuang Zhou said calmly: "Junior brother, if you really think so, I'm afraid you have to go back to the Dao Palace and explain it to the teacher. After all, senior brother, I am just a messenger. I don't dare to say to the teacher that we will send troops in a sixty-year period."
Lin Ze coughed lightly and said, "If three generations are not enough, how about three years?"
Zhuang Zhou shook his head, stretched out a finger and said: "One year, at most one year, based on my understanding of the teacher, there are many means for you to send troops within a year."