Chapter 142 The bet is broken!
Zhang Liang, courtesy name Zifang, was one of the three great men of the early Han Dynasty.
He was also the only prominent nobleman in the early Han system.
Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, praised him for his ability to plan and win battles thousands of miles away.
He was one of the top contributors to the establishment of the Han Dynasty. He was good at strategy and was granted the title of Marquis of Liu.
Ying Chengjiao was very interested in this extremely famous historical figure.
To put it in a simpler way, it's like a true fan in the fan circle who loves Kun because he sees her performance so beautifully.
Of course, Ying Chengjiao was not as fanatical, but the general feeling was similar.
"Changan-kun, uh!"
Zhang Liang's resistance was futile, and Ying Chengjiao grabbed him in his arms and gave him a tight hug.
The constant blows on his back made Zhang Liang feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and breathing was a little difficult.
"Brother Zifang, I've been waiting for you so hard!"
Ying Chengjiao let go of Zhang Liang, held Zhang Liang's hand and shook it continuously, speaking with true feelings.
Zhang Liang hurriedly took a half step back, and when he pulled his hand back with too much force, his body tilted backward and he almost fell. He looked at Ying Chengjiao with extreme vigilance.
That vigilant look made Ying Chengjiao very strange. It was not like the vigilance of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms seeing the Qin King's brother, but more like the vigilance of a stunning beauty seeing a pervert.
Skillfully fastening the buttons on his collar, Zhang Liang was ready to fight to the death, and said:
"Liang is not as good as Longyang, please respect yourself, Lord Chang'an."
You can't do anything to me...
Ying Chengjiao's expression froze immediately, and he quickly took two steps back to prove his innocence.
He looked at Zhang Liang carefully and found that Zhang Liang had a thin face shaped like a melon seed, soft eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth. It was indeed difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.
"Records of the Grand Historian" says: She looks like a beautiful woman.
"Although you look like a boy with a girlish appearance, I am not good at fencing. I just like to test my skills. Don't be afraid, Zifang."
After saying this, Ying Chengjiao secretly spat in his heart and felt a little disgusted.
It felt like he was trying to coax a girl, and I just couldn't get in.
"Changan Jun, if you have anything to say, please speak frankly and don't be so hypocritical."
"I originally wanted to look up to the bright moon, but the bright moon only shines on the ditch. It seems that Zifang will not stay as a guest in my house, so please do as you please."
Ying Chengjiao stepped aside, stretched out his right hand toward the door, and made a gesture of invitation.
Zhang Liang frowned and looked gloomy.
"Why does Lord Chang'an tease Liang like this?"
In the middle of the night, they rushed into the room without saying a word and tied him up here. In the yard, there was a beautiful maid holding a Qin-controlled Qin crossbow, and there were also martial arts masters watching the place to prevent him from escaping.
It was such a big fuss, but Ying Chengjiao just wanted to say a few words to him, pretending to be courteous.
Zhang Liang didn't believe it.
"I would like you to stay and be my guest, but Zifang won't let me. What can I do? How about Zifang teach me?"
How can I make you my guest?
How can one be so shameless...
Zhang Liang did not answer and was speechless.
To say one more word to Ying Chengjiao would be an insult to his intelligence.
Ying Chengjiao's sincerity turned into a sigh.
"Well, since Zifang won't teach me, then I'll just leave . Your legs are on your body, and I didn't tie you up."
"I am afraid that I will be arrested and thrown into Xianyang Prison as soon as I leave Chang'an Jun's mansion, or I will be killed by a sharp knife while sleeping in the middle of the night. Let's not beat around the bush. What does Chang'an Jun want from me? Please tell me directly."
"Since Zifang has said so, it would be impolite if I didn't make a request. I want to make a bet with Zifang."
"Bet... on what?"
"I bet that I can take over the Han territory from your Zhang family within three months without using the army."
"You. Dream."
A quarter of an hour later, Ying Chengjiao personally escorted Zhang Liang out of Chang'an Jun Mansion safely.
At the gate of Chang'an Jun Mansion.
Jing Ke waited for Zhang Liang to leave.
He appeared out of nowhere and ran to Ying Chengjiao's side, raised his palm as if it were a knife, and pulled it across his neck with bad intentions.
"Sir, the knife?"
"It seems that Gai Nie was too gentle. You are so full of energy in just a few days."
“…”
"Pack your luggage and follow my nephew to Shangjun in a few days. Don't let anyone find out where you are. Unless my nephew is in a life-threatening situation, don't do anything. Can you do that?"
"Don't worry, my lord. I am not as good as Gai Nie in terms of swordsmanship. And when it comes to hiding, tracking and assassination, Gai Nie is far inferior to me."
"Um."
Three days later.
September 19th, the first year of Emperor Qin Shihuang.
The First Emperor issued two decrees.
The first decree: Burn the books of various schools of thought, issue simplified Chinese characters, and unify the writing system of the Great Qin Dynasty.
A group of Confucianists in the Tingwei Prison on the day of their release.
Led by the great Confucian scholar Fusheng, they went to the palace of Chang'an Jun to seek advice from Ying Chengjiao on "The Analects of Confucius", saying that they hoped to draw inferences from one instance to another and get closer to the teachings of the sages.
Ying Chengjiao was confused.
Are you looking for me to learn "The Analects" or "Lunyu"?
The First Emperor didn't care about Chunyu Yue, and Ying Chengjiao didn't care about the life or death of Confucianism either.
This led to Ying Chengjiao never considering that Confucianism would do such a thing - he never considered where Confucianism would go.
Being suddenly visited by a group of orthodox Confucian scholars, Ying Chengjiao felt like a tutor without a teaching certificate being visited by professors from Tsinghua University and Peking University for advice.
Last time, it was purely to let my eldest nephew see the true face of Confucianism, so Ying Chengqiu wrote a book titled "Fifteen Points of the Analects of Confucius", which was actually "Fifteen Points of the Analects of Confucius".
This time he was called upon and stared at by a group of Confucian scholars who were much older than him. Even a thick-skinned man like Ying Chengjiao could not withstand it.
If he continued to come up with those weird things, he would feel that he was going too far.
So he honestly asked a maid to copy the current mainstream interpretation of "The Analects" and gave it to Fu Sheng, who was in the lead.
It's not that he is incapable of annotating the "Analects of Confucius" if he is really asked to do so, but he is too lazy to even copy it, so how can he waste his brain cells to annotate the "Analects of Confucius"?
Fu Sheng originally wanted to take back a bunch of dog shit from Ying Chengjiao, and then go against his conscience and claim that it was gold.
Unexpectedly, the annotations of "The Analects of Confucius" given to him by Ying Chengjiao were very orthodox, exactly as he had learned them.
All of a sudden, this honest man was overjoyed, and he immediately urged all Confucian scholars to announce in Xianyang City that they should quickly study Ying Chengjiao's annotations to "The Analects of Confucius".
Fu Sheng was afraid that Ying Chengjiao would send him a new version of annotations halfway through, so he finished learning all of Ying Chengjiao's annotations overnight.
In the eyes of the honest man Fusheng, the court's view on Confucianism is normal, and Confucianism can continue to develop without following the path that Chunyu Yue mentioned.
Fusheng and Chunyu Yue didn't know that the two brothers of Daqin didn't care about Confucianism at all. They only cared about the sixteen-year-old boy named Ying Fusu.
In return for the favor, all the Confucian scholars, led by Fu Sheng, were the first group of the Doctoral Office to fully support and learn simplified Chinese characters.
The Doctoral Office has the largest number of Confucian PhDs. If we see that Confucians are willing to give in, then we should all stop being so tense.
Under the leadership of this group of Confucian scholars, the entire doctoral office immediately entered into an atmosphere of hard study of simplified Chinese characters.
Except for the twenty or so doctors from aristocratic families, everyone was very well behaved and obedient.
The group of doctors in the Doctoral Office started moving, and all the staff in the Prime Minister's Office and the Supreme Court also started studying urgently under the orders of Wang Wan and Li Si.
After all, those PhDs who have nothing to do have to learn it. If those who have real power cannot make their department members learn it, then their ability to do things will be questionable.
Soon, with the concerted efforts of all the Qin officials, simplified Chinese characters became popular in Xianyang.
A month later, the large seal script was replaced by simplified characters, and all official documents were written in simplified characters.
The imperial decrees were issued only in simplified Chinese characters, which led to Qin officials in major cities in Guanzhong also learning simplified Chinese characters.
There is no other way. If you don’t learn, you won’t understand. If you don’t understand, then you can’t develop your business. In the Qin State, if you can’t develop your business, you will be sentenced to imprisonment at the very least, and beheading at the worst.
The library in the Doctor's Office was expanded tenfold, and it contained books written on bamboo slips from hundreds of schools of thought that were burned throughout the country, as well as the scripts of the seven countries, and comparison tables between the scripts of the seven countries and simplified Chinese.
A three-story palace was built in the Chang'an Jun Mansion, and inside it were books made of white paper. The books were from all over the world. The books in this palace were more complete than those in the Doctor's Office.
On the day the palace was completed, the two brothers Ying Chengjiao and Ying Zheng stayed here for a long time.
The simplified Chinese characters were issued for the purpose of unifying the empire, eliminating illiteracy and enlightening the people.
But does the Seven Kingdoms have no merits? No, they do have some, and they are quite unique.
Words represent inheritance, culture, and connotation.
But things have their priorities . In order to unify China and enlighten the people, the seven languages must be abolished.
Just like some experts would tell a person who is not full that if you want to eat a healthy diet with a balanced intake of carbohydrates, protein and vitamins, then why not eat meat paste?
But must the seven languages be lost? Not necessarily.
On that day, an imperial edict was issued.
Anyone in the world who passes the simplified Chinese character test can go to the Xianyang Doctor's Office to learn any characters, including those of the six countries.
The people of the six states were overjoyed, and from then on, the resistance to simplified Chinese characters was reduced, and it flourished in the Qin State.
The second decree: to establish a fiefdom.
Some of the ministers were sent to serve in their fiefdoms, but most of them remained in Xianyang.
But the families of these fiefdoms all moved to their respective fiefdoms, with almost no exceptions.
The Wang family is the most meritorious family in the Qin Dynasty, with two marquises in the family.
Wang Jian wrote a letter saying that he was not feeling well and could not adapt to the fatigue of the journey. He wanted to stay in Xianyang with his grandson Wang Li and not go to Linzi with his family.
The First Emperor did not agree and wrote back to Wang Jian:
I am not Gou Jian, and you are not Wen Zhong.
When the birds are gone, the good bows are put away. When the cunning rabbit is dead, the running dog is cooked. I cannot do such a thing.
You don't have to worry anymore, don't try any more, just take Wang Li to his fiefdom with peace of mind.
I hate protons the most.
After receiving the handwritten reply from the First Emperor, Wang Jian, Marquis of Wucheng, looked at the bamboo slips for a long time in silence, feeling both lost and relieved in his heart.
This reply meant that Wang Jian had since left the Qin Dynasty's decision-making circle and no longer had any influence.
It also means that Wang Jian has accomplished all his merits and can go to Qi to enjoy wealth and glory.
It is worth mentioning that his son Wang Ben was specially summoned by the First Emperor.
He was full of confidence when he left, but looked lonely when he returned.
Wang Jian asked his son the reason. Wang Ben sighed three times before saying, "Father, it is not unfair that you lost to Lord Wu'an of Zhao."
Wang Jian was confused and wanted to ask more questions, but Wang Ben refused to say anything.
Wang Ben, Marquis of Tongwu, left the large group of Wang's family heading to Qi and went alone to Liaodong County, a county in the northeast of Qin.
The Meng family, the most powerful military family in the Qin Dynasty, also divided its troops into two groups like the Wang family.
Meng Wu and Meng Tian of the Meng family went to Jiuyuan and Yunzhong counties on the northwest border of the Qin Dynasty.
Before leaving, Meng Wute made a special trip to Chang'an Junfu , and laughed heartily when he heard the child calling him Uncle Wu.
The old fisherman did not fish that day. He just let the carp in the pond search for the needle without paying any attention to it and walked into the room where Ying Chengjiao and Meng Wu were waiting.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Meng Wu sitting in an indecent posture, holding a wine jar and forcing Ying Chengjiao to drink. He immediately snorted coldly without smiling.
"No rules."
Meng Wu looked up in dissatisfaction.
Seeing the old man's face, he stammered for a long time before saying:
"… Xiangbang?"
Meng Wu only recognized one prime minister in his entire life.
As a businessman, Lu Buwei made a fortune by selling rare goods and reached the pinnacle of power among the Qin officials.
"I haven't seen you for nearly ten years, and the general is still as charming as ever."
Meng Wu strode up to Lu Buwei with an excited expression. He looked at Lu Buwei's snow-white hair and beard, with sadness in his eyes.
He was a man of great power who destroyed the Eastern Zhou Dynasty and defeated the coalition of five countries at Hangu Pass.
Lu Buwei, the prime minister who was trusted by King Zhuangxiang of Qin, had black hair, was about the same age as Meng Wu, and was full of vigor and vitality.
Now he looks like he is about the same age as his father Meng Ao, and has become an old man.
"I am old, but the general claims to be a Qin man, so why is he so hypocritical?"
"If Wu had stopped my father back then, things might be very different today..."
When Lu Buwei launched the Qinian Palace mutiny, it was the veteran general Meng Ao who relied on his personal prestige, without the use of the tiger talisman, but only on his face, and mobilized 8,000 elite Qin soldiers to defend the king.
He turned the tide and defeated Lu Buwei.
"The result will not change. In Xianyang, no one could defeat the Little Qin King. I mutinied to support the Little Qin King as the King of Qin. I lost because the Little Qin King did not want to be the King of Qin. How ridiculous is that? Hahahaha!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Ying Chengjiao quietly put down the wine bottle.
While Meng Wu and Lu Buwei were reminiscing about the past, he quickly slipped away.
After the two men exchanged greetings and returned to the table, there was no trace of Ying Chengjiao.
"We are going to the border to fight the Xiongnu. General, you haven't touched the Qin sword for ten years. Can you still fight?"
"Wu answered the prime minister's question with the blood of the Xiongnu."
"The day before yesterday, Li Mu entered the palace and practiced with Wang Ben on a sand table, but he killed Wang Ben without leaving a single piece of armor. Qin Wu'an Jun's followers should not be outdone by Zhao Wu'an Jun."
"Li Mu is good at flying troops and is usually cautious. He sees the opportunity and does not limit himself to the art of war. He dares to set up an ambush in a place where an ambush cannot be set up, and uses surprise troops. Wu followed Wu Anjun to learn plain warfare and is good at the right way. If it comes to attacking cities and strongholds in the Central Plains, Wu is not as good as Li Mu. The desert is in full view, and the result is unknown."
Lu Buwei raised the wine cup.
"This bottle of wine is for the general!"
Meng Wu also raised his glass.
They both drank it down in one gulp.
The two high-ranking officials of the Qin Dynasty in the last era stopped after getting drunk.
The next day, Meng Wu and his son Meng Tian left Xianyang.
Meng Ao, a veteran of four dynasties, stayed in Xianyang and was personally visited by the First Emperor.
Meng Yi, the second son of the Meng family, also stayed in Xianyang because he was the internal historian and was in charge of Xianyang.
The Meng family is proficient in both civil and military affairs, and cultivates both internal and external aspects.
He was both in a high position in the imperial court and far away from the frontier, and he also had the trust of the First Emperor.
Even a blind person can see clearly what the future prospects are.
Wang Wan, Li Si, Yao Jia and other important officials of the Qin State remained in the court to continue their duties. They had to wait until they left office before they could go to their fiefdoms.
The only two marquises in the Qin Dynasty, Marquis Zongheng, resigned from his post due to weakness, refused to accept his fiefdom, left the palace, and was blocked by the Qin army defending Xianyang.
Ying Chengjiao went to invite him in person, but he suddenly became weak and behaved wildly, claiming that both the King of Qin and he were ignorant of worldly affairs.
The servant reported it to the emperor, who sighed and said:
"He is a true hero. He loves Qin as much as I do. Let him go."
Zongheng Hou Dunruo disappeared.
From then on, in the art of debate, the famous masters were always inferior to the strategists.
When the famous scholar Yao Jia stood up to debate in the court that year, he regretted it very much.
One month later.
The First Emperor went to Yongdi in person.
Pick up the Queen Mother and return to Xianyang.
When the tall walls of Xianyang appeared in Zhao Ji's eyes, she, who was nearly fifty years old but still as beautiful as a woman in her thirties, narrowed her eyes slightly.
Looking at the handsome man standing at the gate of Xianyang City, it was Ying Chengjiao.
The bet is broken...
