Chapter 246: It's normal for a boy to break his word
Bang~
Gan Luo's hand hit Ying Chengjiao's hand, and the five glass beads fell on the hay in the cell and sank into the hay.
Taking away the glass ball means compromise and obstructing the reform on behalf of the interests of the aristocratic families.
Knocking down the glass ball means resistance, and means fighting against reform together with Ying Chengjiao.
This is very simple logic.
But when Ying Chengjiao saw this scene, there was no joy in his eyes.
Having seen people's hearts and human nature, he never believed that sudden enlightenment or emotion could change a person's way of thinking for years or even decades.
Just like his eldest nephew Ying Fusu, a single scolding had no effect at all. He had to endure several months in the Zheng Palace and experience repeated stimulation before he could wake up.
"Brother, you are so boring."
Gan Luo looked at Ying Chengjiao, whose face showed no emotion, and shook his head and said in disappointment.
His hands were no longer shaking, and his expression was no longer excited, as if his previous actions and emotions were all hallucinations of Ying Chengjiao.
He stepped barefoot on the hay and put on a pair of shoes that were placed beside the bed.
"What's the point of talking about those old stories? Who wasn't frivolous when they were young? People always have to grow up and can't always dwell on the past. Just for your few words, I am so moved that I burst into tears. I will give up everything that is within my reach to accompany you to fight against the world. I am not that stupid.
"Since you don't want the throne, then just live in your Chang'an Palace. Why do you have to go up to the top and give a speech? The Qin State can still unify the world without you. Why do you have to participate in politics and do things that no one wants to see? If you stop here, I will let you go."
Gan Luo was calm and confident, as if he was not imprisoned in prison clothes.
Instead, he was wearing a gorgeous shirt and sitting in the lobby of the Gan family, giving orders.
Ying Chengjiao picked up the third glass bead on the ground. These not-so-fine and beautiful glass beads reflected his inner frustration.
"That's it." Ying Chengjiao said in a low voice.
It is talking not only about the current affairs, but also about the brotherhood that once existed between the two of them.
"Do you think you have me?"
Gan Luo walked up to Ying Chengjiao and looked down at him. He put his foot on the fourth glass bead to prevent Ying Chengjiao from picking it up.
"Most of your information comes from the Tower. I should have thought of that earlier. No matter how eager you are, you won't stay there every night without wanting to return. If you force me to death with the information you got from the Tower, what will the other families think?"
Squatting with bent knees, Gan Luo looked straight at Ying Chengjiao. There was no fear of losing his life in his eyes, only the expectation of seeing a good show being performed.
"Brother, do you think they will cooperate with you because they are afraid that you will use the same trick on them, or will they be enraged by you and unite to kill you?"
Ying Chengjiao thought without hesitation, as he knew the nature of these nobles very well.
"Of course you want to kill me. How can you, a bunch of beasts who think you are superior and don't treat people as human beings, allow a butcher's knife to be placed on your neck all the time?"
Gan Luo smiled happily and said, "Woof."
"Lift your feet."
Gan Luo squatted and jumped backwards.
Ying Chengjiao picked up the fourth glass ball and rubbed it hard on the black robe embroidered with dragons and phoenixes on his body, wiping off all the dust that had accumulated in the cell.
He straightened his knees and stepped out of the cell.
"Brother, I'm waiting for you!"
Gan Luo raised his neck and shouted, laughing happily.
I died first, you died later, we brothers died together.
Anyone who changes the law must die.
"Sometimes I really don't understand why you are still not satisfied when you have already occupied so many privileges. Gan Mao has made great contributions to the Qin State. The Gan family is rich and has a vast collection of books. Whether it is civil or military, there are people willing to teach him.
"What do the common people have? After my reform was successful, the knowledge and martial arts they acquired were all taught in the academy, and they were all basic. They don't have that many books, and they can't afford the high cost of studying martial arts.
"You ask why you are on the same starting line as those commoners who have no achievements in Qin, but you are not on the same starting line at all. You are far ahead of them by nature, and the gap between you is like the distance between heaven and earth.
"With such a huge gap, why are you afraid of not being able to beat the common people? I made it very clear at the altar that I will not take away what you deserve. I just want you to work harder and make Qin more prosperous. Can't you do that?"
Ying Chengjiao talked as he walked, and stopped in front of the iron door of the cell. After he finished speaking this long paragraph, he reached out to open the iron door.
"I can't do it." Gan Luo sat down on the hay and said, "The Qin official positions originally belonged to us. Why can those commoners who only know how to swing hoes take away the official positions that belong to us? You want our family to cut off more than half of their flesh just by talking. Brother, why don't you do it yourself? Don't you understand the principle of not doing to others what you don't want others to do to you?"
Bang!
The iron door was slammed with a loud noise.
Amidst the loud noise, Ying Chengjiao's indifferent response was heard.
"I am not a king."
Gan Luo keenly caught those four words from the loud noise and was stunned.
The smile spread, getting bigger around the mouth, and then spreading to the whole face.
"Hahahaha! Yes, you can be the king, but you are not the king! Hahahahaha!"
Gan Luo beat the dry grass on the ground, and the dry grass fibers flew in the air. Dozens of them stuck to Gan Luo's hair and did not fall off as his body rose and fell.
Gan Luo is in such a state now that he can be thrown out of the six kingdoms to be a beggar if given a broken bowl, without any flaws.
He was completely unaware of this and continued to hammer and slap the hay on the ground, laughing until he was out of breath. He was even happier than the day he became the leader of the family.
"How can an aristocratic family be compared to a throne? You're not just cutting off half of your flesh, you're giving up your entire being! Even a saint can't do that! Hahahahahaha!
"'Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you' really can't be applied to you. You should be 'strict with yourself and lenient with others'. After all, the king is the most powerful!"
Gan Luo laughed so hard that he choked. His whole body hunched over like a shrimp and he lay on the haystack, gasping for breath, like a fish thrown ashore.
Although it is a prison cell, the conditions here are better than those in most of Qin officials' homes.
There was no disgusting smell of mold, stench or dampness on the ground, only the fresh fragrance of hay that had been dried out over a long period of time.
Gan Luo grabbed a handful of hay and stuffed it into his mouth to suppress his uncontrollable laughter and prevent the sound from being heard out.
It was as if hay had pierced his mouth, tongue, oral cavity, and teeth. His smiling face became ferocious, and his eyes were wide open like a Yaksha Shura.
His voice came through the cracks in the hay, a little mumbled, but loud enough to be heard clearly.
"Those who change the law will not have a good death!"
The hatred in his eyes pierced through the nine heavens and broke through the nine underworlds.
Among those messy piles of hay, there was a glass bead with a very poor shape, an uneven surface, and a mottled color lying quietly among them.
On the glass bead, Gan Luo’s face looked like an evil ghost.
This evil ghost was very thoughtful and became a prime minister at the age of nine. However, he did not notice that Young Master Ying Chengqiu had taken a glass bead, and did not notice that the last glass bead was quietly looking at him.
…
Ying Jianglu, who was traveling hurriedly all the way, brought dozens of generals from the Meng family and 50,000 elite Qin soldiers, and arrived at Shangjun overnight.
He reined in his horse and stopped in front of the gate of Shangjun. Facing the most important town in the northwest of Daqin, Ying Jianglu felt a surge of pride in his heart.
He held the whip in one hand and tightened the reins with the other, looking at Shangjun, which was more rugged and simple than Xianyang City, and the whole color was loess instead of blue bricks.
The smile on his face came from the heart, and he whispered: " Perhaps I will die here, die under the bows and arrows of those Hun dogs, die under the hooves of those Hun dogs, but."
Ying Jianglu tapped the horse's belly with his heels on both sides, and the warhorse kicked forward with Ying Jianglu on its back.
"This is my choice. It is unreasonable for the Ying family to die in a warm bed."
Whoosh
A feather arrow flew from the top of Shangjun City and hit Ying Jianglu ten feet in front of him.
This is a warning, any further action will result in death.
On the top of the city wall, a messenger with a naturally loud voice shouted loudly, and the sound spread wildly in the wilderness.
"Please tell us your name! What are you here for?"
Ying Jianglu pulled the reins of his horse, looked up at the city wall, and smelled the air mixed with yellow sand. It was different from the strict and guarded atmosphere of Xianyang, and it highlighted the bold and unrestrained air of Shangjun.
He shouted, "The third son of the First Emperor, Ying Jianglu! Please allow me to pass through your fiefdom! Ask my eldest brother to come!"
"Wait a moment, Third Young Master!"
After a while, Ying Fusu's figure flashed on the city gate tower.
Click, click, click~
The south gate of Shangjun was wide open.
The first year of Emperor Qin Shi Huang.
October 12.
The third prince Ying Jianglu led 50,000 elite soldiers to Shangjun and met with Crown Prince Ying Fusu. The two brothers had a very pleasant conversation.
…
In the land of Han, all the aristocratic families were cleared out, and there came a short period of time when the common people were in charge.
In the absence of a new county governor, county magistrate, county lieutenant, county magistrate, county magistrate, and county lieutenant appointed by the court, everything here is temporarily taken over by the Lu family chamber of commerce under the banner of Lord Chang'an.
Although there was a drought in Han, the drought could be sustained by relying on the grain stored by the aristocratic families.
Before this riot, South Korea's economy and politics were in a very balanced state, without any shortcomings.
Therefore, after the Lu's Chamber of Commerce took over Han and distributed all the food, Han recovered quickly.
Within a month, the brothel reopened, and the concubines and prostitutes swayed their bodies to attract customers again.
The best way to tell whether a region is developing well or not is by looking at its local entertainment industry, because entertainment is a non-essential product that is used to kill time and find happiness.
If the entertainment industry is good, the region will develop well. Otherwise, how can people who can't even get enough food have the leisure to devote themselves to future generations?
Even if I have the intention, my body won't support it, and my empty pocket won't support it either.
During the days of recovery, a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wing was widely circulated in Korea. There were few words written on it - Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of different species?
These papers are of two kinds, some are green and some are yellow.
With Han as its center point, the Lü's Chamber of Commerce had branches all over the world. Except for Hangu Pass, no carriages of the Lü's Chamber of Commerce drove in. Qi, Chu, Yan and other places were not left out, and all of them had merchants carrying the eight characters on their backs.
These yellow and green papers with the words "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers born with a special kind of blood?" took a while to spread throughout the world, and became known to everyone in Korea.
Along with these eight words, there was also a rumor that this was spread by Zhang Liang.
Of course, the people of Han would not care about these eight words. Without the noble families, the common people cared most about eating rather than rebellion.
Before the most basic demands of staying alive and having enough food are met, the Korean people will not have the ambition to develop power and become kings, princes, generals or ministers.
Since the art culture is prevalent in Korea and profit is the most important thing, people have no patriotic feelings or identification with the former Korea.
In addition, the Korean nobles forced the common people to die. In less than a month, every household wore mourning clothes and shed tears, severing the few remaining memories of the Korean people for Korea.
After the Lu's Chamber of Commerce, which had been making concessions all along, came to power, the Koreans, who had gained huge benefits, began to have a strong liking for the Lu's Chamber of Commerce and Chang'an Jun, who was behind it.
Yiyang, Xinzheng, Yewang.
Market, brothel, casino.
Such words can be heard in every city and county and every place in Korea.
"It would be great if the Lu's Chamber of Commerce could continue to manage it. I hope that this place can be given to Lord Chang'an as a fiefdom."
"These days are truly the most comfortable days I've ever lived. They are better than the days when I was with the king and the Zhang family."
"I don't know how long this good time can last..."
“…”
Under such circumstances, all the cities in Korea were on October 17th.
The Lu Chamber of Commerce funded the opening of a school in the most bustling place in the city - Chang'an School.
Han was different from Qin. It did not have Qin's laws nor its farming and warfare policies.
People can engage in all kinds of occupations, and reading is naturally not prohibited.
What restricted the Korean people from reading was the aristocratic monopoly and the high price of books.
In ancient times when there was no paper or movable type printing, every book was copied by hand.
When Chang'an Academy printed countless books on paper, it made these books, which were originally exclusive to the nobility and aristocratic families, completely open to the public.
When common people only needed to spend a small amount of money, rice and flour to borrow and read the books, Ying Chengjiao's reputation reached its peak at this moment.
Lu Buwei originally wanted to give it as a free gift.
But Ying Chengjiao firmly refused, saying that free words would not be valued.
Books are only borrowed , not given away or sold. Things with a limited time are the best and will be cherished.
Lu Buwei understood it immediately and admired Ying Chengjiao's thoughtfulness and wisdom. Before leaving, he gave orders according to Ying Chengjiao's requests.
As expected, the borrowing wave in Korea is in full swing.
In this era, the people who should have lived their lives in ignorance and confusion were forced to open the Tree of Wisdom by the time traveler Ying Chengjiao.
The First Emperor said that he would not allow the people to be enlightened and that he wanted to see the results of the seven northwestern counties, and Ying Chengjiao agreed.
Then Ying Chengjiao turned around and destroyed the Han family, and used movable type printing and paper to enlighten the people in Han.
It's normal for a boy like him not to keep his word .
But there was one thing about the changes in Han that was not in Ying Chengjiao's plan, and that was the name of the school.
Ying Chengjiao named the school Daqin Academy, and built it in the name of the First Emperor. He wanted to focus the people's hearts on the First Emperor.
But his uncle Lu obviously didn't think so.
…
Chang'an Jun Mansion.
Ying Chengjiao kicked over Lu Buwei's fishing rod, furious.
"Who asked you to manage the land of Han in my name and build a school with my title?"
