Chapter 508 May I ask Your Majesty, has Guanzhong sent troops?
Weishui River is the largest tributary of the Yellow River.
The river flows endlessly to the east.
The blood of the old Qin nobles was shed, and the Great Qin Empire that unified the world emerged.
Xunzi wore a high hat and a wide belt, had a haggard face, and his black clothes had a few wet marks.
With the help of his disciples, he stood by the Wei River, looking at the rushing water for a long, long time...
He raised his arm and pointed a finger at the ever-flowing Wei River, saying hopefully:
"Do you think the water of the Wei River can flow to the East China Sea?"
Zhang Cang's originally round body shrunk a lot in just one month and he looked just a little fat.
The little fat boy held the teacher's hand, choked with sobs, and nodded without saying a word.
Mao Heng wiped his tears. The talented man who was famous for his poetry had no mood to write poetry today. He suppressed his bitterness and said aloud:
"Yes! All rivers flow eastward to the sea! The end of the Wei River is the East China Sea!"
Xunzi laughed and nodded, with his slightly bent back moving up and down.
"That's good, that's good... Come, help me straighten my crown."
A gentleman dies, but he does not take off his hat.
Lu Jia, who was popular in the Qin State and had unrivaled eloquence, kept his mouth shut, walked up to his teacher, and straightened his hat, which was already straight.
As soon as I reached out my hand, tears began to flow, just like the Wei River behind me.
He once heard that if you keep your mouth shut, you can hold back your tears. Was his mouth not shut tightly enough?
"Don't cry. Don't cry."
Xunzi advised in a gentle voice, like a loving father explaining things to his children, and the chief academic officer of the Jixia Academy had been teaching like this for ten years.
"Confucius said: 'If one grows old but does not die, he is a thief.' I, Xunzi, am praised by the world as the best teacher. It is not good to be called a thief. Do you have any doubts about your studies? Tell me and I will try to solve them."
None of the disciples in the field said a word, they just cried silently.
Xunzi smiled and looked at Han Fei, who had just returned from Shangjun.
"Han Fei, you come first."
Han Fei shook his head with tears in his eyes, not wanting to waste the teacher's last bit of energy.
Life is short.
If you talk too much, you will lose your energy.
Xunzi was helpless.
"I have reached the end of my life. It doesn't matter whether I say more or less. Well, since you don't want to, Fuqiu Bo will come. Fuqiu Bo is the most like me."
The famous teacher who was well-known in Xianyang and admired by the noble families took two small steps back, bowed with his hands down, and said with a choked voice:
"Students have no doubts."
"No doubt, no doubt."
Xunzi repeated it twice and shook his head with a sigh.
"I have not been without doubts, but Qiu Bo has been without doubts. A disciple need not be inferior to his teacher, and a teacher need not be better than his disciple..."
The old man's voice gradually faded away and was drowned out by the sound of the river.
Fu Qiubo looked ashamed and wanted to explain that he was not really Wuhuo, but he could not open his mouth.
If he wanted to argue, he had to tell the truth and say that he lied to let the teacher live a little longer. He was extremely resistant to saying that the teacher was going to die.
There are fertile fields on both sides of the Wei River.
If you sow seeds in spring , you will see green seedlings in summer, and in autumn they will turn into golden ears of wheat, which is extremely beautiful.
Unfortunately, it is winter now, the ground is frozen, and there is nothing on it.
Xunzi sighed with regret, and stood quietly with the support of several disciples, slightly bent over and squinting his eyes.
His body was decayed, his heart was broken, and even the cold river breeze could not cheer him up.
"Sir, you have no regrets, right?"
A very familiar voice sounded in my ears, and a pair of strong hands supported the broken body.
Xunzi smiled and opened his eyes before he spoke.
The person in front of me has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with hair fluttering in the wind, just like when I first met him ten years ago.
"Chang'an back then, the emperor today, this is what I have wished for many years."
Ying Chengjiao patiently and persuadingly.
"The long-term worries are gone, but what about the immediate worries? All the people in Lanling County were massacred. Sir, aren't you curious about how they died? This disaster started with a scholar named Chen Ping."
Belief can create miracles. Ying Chengjiao wants to give Xunzi obsession so that he can live longer, even if the obsession is hatred.
He tried his best to describe Chen Ping's actions objectively in plain words.
While telling the story, the old man coughed violently from time to time, as if he was going to cough out his lungs.
When Ying Chengjiao finished speaking, the old man was filled with anger and said hatefully:
"I will not be at peace until this man dies!"
Daliang, Flood Palace.
King Bao of Wei consulted Prime Minister Chen Ping about government affairs.
"In order to expand rapidly, Zhang Er and Chen Yu recruited soldiers without restrictions, and the army was mainly composed of refugees. These refugees were hungry and poorly clothed, and many of them were seriously ill. Too many casualties along the way caused plague. In the past, it would have been fine to burn them with fire, but now they are being chased by the Qin army, and the open fire will lead the Qin army. If the bodies are thrown away casually, it will also attract the Qin army. Do you have a clever plan to rescue Zhang Er?"
The Zhang Chu regime was able to expand because Chen Sheng and Wu Guang started an uprising locally and fought eastward.
Ying Chengjiao intended to use this army to attack Chu and Qi, weaken the power of a certain overlord, and asked the cities in Han to keep their troops in place.
The reason why Wei State remained safe and sound was that although Wei Bao occupied Daliang, he listened to Chen Ping's advice and did not start a rebellion openly.
The county lieutenants in the counties of Wei had not seen Wei Bao expand outward and capture cities, and the court had not issued any orders to encircle and suppress him, so naturally they would not go out to fight in winter and suffer losses.
Except for Guanzhong, Han, and border counties, the number of Qin troops in other places was extremely small and could barely maintain the security of a city.
As long as the uprising is not of such a large scale that it cannot be concealed, the county lieutenants will turn a blind eye.
With so many robbers and rats, how could they be solved by relying on two or three cats? How could it be possible? The final outcome would be that the cats would be gone, but there would be more rats.
If Zhang Er had not launched a vigorous campaign to recruit people and recover Zhao State immediately after arriving in Zhao State, the counties would not have gathered troops under the organization of several county lieutenants and county magistrates to encircle and suppress the rebellion.
"May I ask, Your Majesty, has Guanzhong sent troops?"
“No.”
"That's easy."
Chen Ping smiled slightly.
"Ping has a plan that can drive back the Qin army and strengthen the power of the two wise men. In the spring, Qin will turn its attention to Zhao."
Wei Bao was overjoyed.
"Sir, please tell me quickly!"
A beastly laugh that let out all distracting thoughts and vents freely .
A scream of helplessness and despair.
Once the box of desire is opened, it is difficult to close it again.
When humans were still animals, they ate raw meat and drank blood, and the strong preyed on the weak.
Animality is engraved in the deepest part of everyone's heart, difficult to erase and lingering.
Xunzi advocated that human nature is evil at birth and that the animal nature must be suppressed through education, otherwise people are not worthy of being called human beings.
Chen Ping agreed with the idea that human nature is evil; he had seen too many such cases in the village.
What he was best at was unleashing the evil. He would deliberately cut an extra pound of meat when he cut the meat, and watch two harmonious neighbors swear at each other or even fight.
Chen Ping closed the flood palace door, sealing all the evil inside, turned around, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
After his heartache was completely cured, King Bao of Wei sent a pigeon to send a letter to Zhang Er overnight, and left the three women in Hongshui Palace.
Tonight, and tomorrow daytime.
Wei Wang Bao, whose body had been mostly drained by alcohol and sex and who had to take tonic medicine every day, could not get up after having sex.
Chen Ping made a sudden decision to flee Daliang immediately.
