Chapter 136 Wang Ben: Those who regret are birdmen
Ying Chengjiao spoke so many words inspired by his feelings, and Ying Fusu listened and kept them all in his heart.
As far as he could remember, his uncle had never spoken so seriously to him.
He didn't know whether what Ying Chengjiao said was right or not, but he was willing to try to listen.
"Take your time. You still have a lot to learn. Learn more from your father. There is no one like him before you, and there will be no one like him after you. The four words 'the greatest emperor of all time' can only be used by your father."
After truly living in the Qin Dynasty and having close contact with the First Emperor, Ying Chengjiao really felt that history's evaluation of the First Emperor was too low.
The First Emperor was the only emperor in history who combined the ways of a king and the ways of a tyrant in one person. He was an emperor who performed divine work in human form.
Ying Chengjiao once told Han Fei that tactics cannot be used to govern a country. This feeling came half from the time travel cheat and half from the First Emperor.
The First Emperor always scoffed at conspiracies and intrigues. He always carried out open plans and followed the right path.
Due to the relentless propaganda of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, people all believed that the First Emperor was tyrannical, willful and did not act in accordance with the kingly way.
But what is the reality?
As for the book burning issue, after the First Emperor gave a city of Zhang Youcheng to Marquis Tongwu and Marquis Wang Ben, all the ministers who had originally been faced with difficulties said that there was no problem.
The civil officials in the Xuanniao Palace are the people in the world who find it most difficult to accept simplified Chinese characters.
But after just a few words from the First Emperor, they bravely took the lead in promoting simplified characters.
This is an open conspiracy, open and aboveboard.
Without any disguise, it is irresistible.
The so-called imperial mentality in later generations, suspicion, doubt, balance ...
Never had any thought in the heart of this great emperor who had engraved the word "emperor" in the feudal dynasty for more than two thousand years.
The First Emperor was an emperor who had no imperial mentality, and an emperor who regarded imperial mentality as a sinister trick.
But the First Emperor's deterrent power over the world was much stronger than that of any other emperor who was skilled in imperial tactics.
"Since you have no objections, this matter will be settled. To help you promote simplified Chinese characters in your fiefdoms, Cheng Jiao will specially train 50,000 elite soldiers who know simplified Chinese characters. I will distribute them to your fiefdoms according to the size of your fiefdoms."
If this had been said before the book burning, the ministers would have been disgusted with the First Emperor, thinking that he was too overbearing and unwilling to listen to advice.
But when these words were said when the book burning issue had already been settled, the ministers could only shed tears of gratitude.
Your Majesty is so kind. He is afraid that it will be difficult for us to promote simplified Chinese characters in the first step, so he asked Chang'an Jun to train 50,000 elite soldiers first.
"Your Majesty is wise!"
With his official uniforms swaying slightly, the First Emperor completed his administration amid the thunderous praises of his ministers.
"Fusu has objections."
The discordant voice attracted the attention of the ministers and also the First Emperor.
The ministers looked directly at Ying Fusu.
The First Emperor looked at Ying Chengjiao first, and then at Ying Fusu.
"speak."
"The burning of books is to unify the world and standardize the writing system. Your Majesty, why don't you copy the books of hundreds of schools of thought in simplified Chinese characters and send them to the world? This will not cut off the cultural heritage of the world, but will also better promote simplified Chinese characters."
As soon as the First Emperor heard this, he knew that these words were spoken by his own brother through the mouth of his own son.
Now, except Ying Chengjiao, no one in the field cares about such trivial matters as the inheritance of the culture of the Hundred Schools.
Compared to the fiefdom, none of this matters.
The eldest son is still the eldest son, his bones have not changed, he is still kind and virtuous...
The ministers thought about it and waited for the First Emperor's reply.
This suggestion is correct in every sense.
The burning of books was for the sake of books and writing. There is no problem with this at all.
But why can’t hundreds of books be written in simplified Chinese and circulated throughout the world?
If the disciples of various schools of thought want to spread knowledge, they should use simplified Chinese characters. Wouldn't it be easier for them to accept simplified Chinese characters this way?
"Too slow. If we do this, the Hundred Schools of Thought will still be able to use their rebellious ideas to control the people, which will be detrimental to the unification of the Qin State."
The First Emperor had thought about this problem a long time ago, and this was the answer he gave - too slow.
Is it easier to paint on a blank piece of paper or a Chinese painting? Blank paper.
The First Emperor wanted to restore the entire world to factory settings, label them all with the Qin label, and then install apps for them.
In the eyes of the First Emperor, the unification of Qin was the most important.
It is just like when Ying Chengjiao acquiesced to militarism in order for Qin to unify .
Things have their priorities.
Ying Chengjiao sighed. He actually couldn't accept this reason.
It is always easier to destroy than to create.
It is easy to cut off the context, but it is difficult to reshape it.
The unification of China is important, but the development path of China after unification is also very important.
The reason why Ying Chengjiao did not forcibly implement Liuli's method of chaos in the six kingdoms was that he considered that after Liuli was released, it would be too difficult to unify the six kingdoms and rebuild them after the disaster.
The book burning policy of the First Emperor today and his Liuli chaos in the past are both strategies to cut off the source of the trouble, which are too cruel.
But in this hall, Ying Chengjiao could not object.
Because the ruler of the world is the First Emperor.
Therefore, the limited time mouth replaced Ying Fusu to receive instruction and return to his position.
The book burning was decided.
The First Emperor shook his head inwardly and was not optimistic about the occasional softness shown by Ying Chengjiao.
He knew what Ying Chengjiao was thinking, but he didn't think Ying Chengjiao was right. This was where the two brothers disagreed on how to govern the country.
After this banquet, it’s time to have a thorough and in-depth talk with Cheng Jiao.
Fusu has been established, the burning of books has been completed, and the writing has been pushed aside. Today it is time to return to the original discussion.
The First Emperor spread out the bamboo slips, and while his ministers were still immersed in the burning of books and the issue of simplified Chinese characters, he read softly:
"Wang Jian, Marquis of Wucheng, already has the fiefdom of Wucheng, and is granted the eighteen cities under the jurisdiction of Linzi in Qi."
The State of Qi is close to the sea and is famous for its wealth.
As early as the Warring States Period, the State of Qi claimed to have half of the world's wealth, and the people of Qi were famous for their wealth.
Controlling the eighteen cities of Linzi meant that even if Wang Jian's Wang family did nothing afterwards, they could still become rich just by relying on the taxes collected from the fiefdom.
"Old minister! Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Boom~
The first Marquis of Qin knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the First Emperor.
The veteran general Wang Jian was overjoyed. He had indeed never thought that the First Emperor would give him the Qi territory.
When Wang Jian was attacking Chu, people were fighting outside, and fast horses were constantly rushing to Xianyang.
He asked the First Emperor for a mansion, servants, beautiful women, titles, and high salaries.
The First Emperor agreed to everything Wang Jian asked for.
Although Wang Jian admitted that this was a move to avoid suspicion, from another perspective, it is not wrong to say that he was using his merits to demand rewards.
Moreover, after the war, Wang Jian told the First Emperor more than once that he was tired of fighting. He had only one son, Wang Ben, and Wang Ben had no offspring. His desire to retire was obvious in his words, which made the First Emperor very unhappy.
For all these reasons, Wang Jian originally thought that the First Emperor would grant him a border fiefdom that was not very profitable.
But what he never expected was that it was Qi, the most fertile land in the world. How could Wang Jian not be overjoyed?
The ministers cast envious glances.
Qidi...
Who wouldn’t want a precious land that would be one less piece if one were to be divided?
Ying Chengjiao gave a bitter smile.
Royal brother, you are not following the discussion. The Wang family is so good at fighting and loyal.
Wasn't it agreed that it would be divided into Liaoxi and Liaodong to fight Goguryeo and Donghu? Why was it divided into Qi?
" Stand up, stand up. Qin State has no etiquette of kneeling or bowing. General, you have fought for Qin for more than ten years and have made great contributions. This is what you deserve."
The First Emperor glanced at Zhao Gao, who understood what he meant and quickly stepped forward to help Wang Jian up.
Wang Jian kept repeating "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty" as he was helped up by Zhao Gao.
"The general is old and doesn't want to fight anymore. I know that. So you should just stay in Qi and recuperate, enjoy your remaining years, and do some literary work."
The First Emperor began to enfeoff the second emperor.
"Wang Ben, the Marquis of Tongwu, was granted the eleven cities under the jurisdiction of Langya in Qi."
"This old minister thanks your majesty!"
Before Wang Ben could say anything, Wang Jian kowtowed to the First Emperor again.
Linzi and Langya are adjacent to each other.
His son was also granted the title of Duke of Qi and was placed together with himself. This was a great blessing.
Zhao Gao was quick-witted and had great martial arts skills, so he stopped Wang Jian.
Wang Ben seemed to have just woken up from a dream and said in a loud voice, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
He also looked very happy, but not that happy, and was far less happy than his father.
I don't know who was so soft-hearted that he sent the two most capable generals of the Qin Dynasty to Qi...
Ying Chengjiao was depressed and wanted to drink some wine, but when he picked up the jug, he found that it had been drunk by Ying Fusu.
This time, Ying Fusu really got it.
Before Ying Chengjiao's unfriendly look fell on him, he ran to the eunuchs and palace maids who had put fine wine in the Qushui River.
He brought back a jar of wine at an inopportune time, placed it at Ying Chengjiao's feet, filled the wine jug, and filled Ying Chengjiao's wine jar with wine.
After going through the whole process, Ying Chengjiao had no chance to lose his temper.
Bang~
Ying Chengjiao turned around and slapped Ying Jianglu on the head.
"Learn from your elder brother. Why are you so tactless?"
Ying Jianglu was struck by a disaster, and he picked up the wine jug that his eldest brother had just filled, and drank tons...
"Meng Tian, grant the five cities under the jurisdiction of Jiuyuan County."
Jiuyuan County is located on the northern border, bordering the Xiongnu.
There are no large-scale wars in the inland areas of the Central Plains, and the only battlefields are these border areas.
Although the five cities under Jiuyuan County are larger than the eighteen cities of Linzi.
But this fiefdom is definitely not a good fiefdom, it should be said to be an extremely bad fiefdom.
The area is vast and sparsely populated, the soil is barren, and there have been years of war, so almost no one would want this kind of fiefdom.
It was obvious from the looks that the ministers cast towards Meng Tian that they were all sympathetic, with no envy at all.
But Meng Tian was very happy.
His joy was evident.
He stood up, clasped his fists, and said loudly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your favor! Tian will definitely live up to your Majesty's expectations!"
"I will be satisfied if you don't blame me. If Lord Meng says that I am mean and ungrateful and broke into the palace with a sword, remember to say that it was you who asked me for the Nine Heavens."
The First Emperor said with a smile. This answer was obviously different from his previous answer to Wang Jian. Anyone could hear the closeness revealed in it.
"Your Majesty is joking, my father can only say that Your Majesty's grace is great!"
"I hope so. Li Xin, the Marquis of Longxi, will be granted the eight cities under Longxi's jurisdiction."
The land of Longxi is located at the westernmost border of the Qin Dynasty and is also a border area, which is now the Lanzhou area.
This fiefdom is close to the Qiang and Yuezhi peoples. It is also a bare, hairless land with a vast area and few people.
Li Xin, the Marquis of Longxi, behaved just like Meng Tian, showing great joy on his face. He stood up and said proudly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your support!"
Before the First Emperor could answer, a loud thunderous roar echoed throughout the Xuanniao Palace.
"Your Majesty, why do you look down on me so much?"
Wang Jian was furious, and the god of war kicked his son to the ground as he was shouting with anger in his eyes.
"What are you talking about, you brat! His Majesty has brought you so much importance! Why are you not satisfied?"
Wang Ben slapped the ground with one hand, breaking the square maroon bricks into pieces, and used the recoil force to stand up again.
He turned sideways, with Wang Jian's shoe prints on his clothes, and said loudly to his most respected father Wang Jian:
"Father, you are old! Ben is not old yet! You are already Marquis Che! Ben is still Marquis Guannei! You want a grandson, and now Li'er is born. Father, you have no reason to stop me. You have lost your sharpness, but I still have it."
"Meng Tian and Li Xin were both granted fiefdoms in Jiuyuan and Longxi, so how can I waste my time in Langya? Whoever wants Langya can take it, but Ben doesn't want it!"
His only son, who had always obeyed his orders, said this in the Xuanniao Palace today.
Wang Jian was so angry that he glared at Wang Ben, cursing him as a "rebellious son" all the time, and chased after Wang Ben to beat him.
This was the first time in many years that Wang Ben went against his father's wishes. He felt as if the mountain of pressure in his heart had completely disappeared. He ran while shouting loudly.
"Meng Tian, I will exchange Langya for Jiuyuan!"
Meng Tian sneered.
Refused it outright.
"dream!"
"Li Xin, I will exchange Langya for Longxi!"
Li Xin hehe.
Two refused.
“No!”
Langya is a good place, with fertile fields and everything, but so what?
Da Qin is a title awarded for military merit. Fighting wars means getting promoted and earning money, it means fame, fortune and everything, and it means a place for heroes to display their unparalleled skills.
The Qin Dynasty values martial arts, not enjoyment.
All the descendants of Qin's military strategists want to make great achievements and become Qin's war gods like Bai Qi and Wang Jian. This is the unique Qin culture.
Even someone with a distinguished family background like Ying Chengjiao, the younger brother of the First Emperor, was disliked by the Qin people because he had made no apparent contributions to the Qin State and had also left behind the shame of Tunliu.
The city defense troops, whose status and position were far inferior to his, only showed him the most basic respect and did not obey his orders.
This is an incomprehensible and unacceptable phenomenon in any of the other countries, Chu, Han, or Qi, but it is very common in Qin.
The Qin Dynasty was a martial nation.
I feel happy when I hear about war.
"Your Majesty, why do you look down on me so much? Did Meng Tian ever destroy a country? Did Li Xin ever destroy a country? Why did Your Majesty give the two of them the battle but not Ben? Your Majesty, are you afraid that Ben can't win the battle? Your Majesty, are you confused? Do you remember that Ben was defeated? Ben doesn't want Langya! Ben wants Shangjun! Ben wants Liaodong!"
Wang Ben was furious and unconvinced. He told the First Emperor his reasons as a general and demanded a change of fiefdom.
Wang Jian continued to chase and attack him.
He fought in battles all his life and nearly died countless times.
He didn't want to see his son die young, and he didn't want to see his son go to the battlefield again.
"You rebellious son, can you defeat me? Let's fight, each of you will lead 5,000 elite soldiers. If you win, I will leave you alone!"
Wang Ben's skills were all taught by Wang Jian, so Wang Ben naturally would not think that his military ability surpassed his father's, so he would not respond to the challenge.
The First Emperor laughed heartily, watching Wang Ben flee in a panic and listening to his disrespectful words, but he was very happy.
"Wang Ben, your father thinks you should not go to the battlefield again. If you can prove that you are stronger than your father, I will change your fiefdom!"
"Repent is a birdman!"
The First Emperor slammed the table and repeated Wang Ben's words.
"Repent is a birdman!"
"My father was defeated by Li Mu when he attacked Zhao, but I, Wang Ben, have never been defeated in my life. Your Majesty, which one is stronger, an undefeated general or a defeated general?"
"Rebellious son! Rebellious son!"
Wang Jian was furious when his own son insulted him in public.
"If you meet Li Mu, can you beat him? Can you beat him?"
"Ben Neng, you must get Li Mu out of the ground and let him fight with Ben to see who is stronger. Father, you are old now, so you should go and take my son away from me. Don't hinder Ben from making achievements!"
