Big Moon Ballad

"Soldiers, money, food..."

Ying Xun thought hard.

It's not that the old Qin survivor never taught him the way of governing the country. His maternal grandfather specially invited him to teach him in Southern Chu.When he was enlightened in the palace when he was a child, he also learned the so-called sage's study and emperor's art.

If he was in the family school now, Ying Xun would have a lot to say in the face of his master's questions.

He can quote scriptures and speak clearly and logically.

But facing one of the six princes of the Warring States period in front of him, Ying Xun was speechless.

The answers he could memorize fluently, he couldn't say at all.

Most of the ex-Qin veterans who supported him were civil servants, and there were few military generals. Only the Huo family, who was from Huo Zhan, who had been with him all the time, could be ranked first.

However, the Huo family's military power in Daqin was limited, and after coming to Nanchu, it was even more scattered.The family of military generals is different from that of civil servants, and they attach great importance to the kinship in their hometown, so there is the saying of soldiers from hometown.

Families that are really in charge of the army, such as the Mu family, have long since taken their clansmen to preserve their strength and retreated. How could they abandon their roots and follow you to a foreign country?
The army owned by the former Qin itself was purged when the father and son of Ying Hao and Ying Han came to power.All the defenders in Guiyang City were left loyal to Ying Hanri.

The former Qin survivors had planned long ago. When they launched the palace change, these people would all be killed.

If he succeeds, he will inherit a poor and white mess.

What if he started from scratch and built a team of his own?
Ying Xun racked his brains to recall the ways of governing the country he had answered in school.

For example, Bing, the sage classics he studied all said that as long as the monarch can be as good as Yao and Shun, talented people in the world will inevitably gather under the king's command.

It means that as long as the king cultivates himself well, the army will automatically run under his command.

The muscles in the corners of Ying Xun's eyes twitched slightly.

When he was a child, he was able to say such an answer full of nobility, but now he has traveled all over the mainland and saw with his own eyes how Ying Baoyue and others fought against the army. Such a naive and empty answer made him unable to say it.

Sure enough, armies are rare, no wonder those who can wield military power often win the world.

Ying Xun sighed in despair, gave up the thorny issue of the army, and turned to think about the other two aspects.

money and food...

His mind was even more muddled.

Ying Xun has never been short of money since he was a child. Even when he fled from the former Qin Dynasty to Southern Chu, there were families who had been favored by his father to support him along the way.

Thinking of this, Ying Xun suddenly felt blessed and murmured.

"Money and food, I can seek the help of those families who support me. And as long as I use money and food to raise troops, there must be people who will come..."

Li Ji didn't speak, just looked at him.

Ying Xun's voice became smaller and smaller, and the roots of his ears became more and more red.

"Forget it," he sighed dejectedly, "is it ridiculous? Even I think it's childish and ridiculous."

All the methods he could think of were like playing house.

Li Ji shook his head, "No. It sounds simple, but many kings used this method to obtain the world."

Ying Xun didn't expect Li Ji to agree with his joke, eyes wide open, dubious.

Li Ji wasn't coaxing him either.Rebellion is not as complicated as it is written in the book, it is often a simple and rough job.

In the troubled times before, various forces rose up, and poor boys who got funding from a certain family could be seen everywhere.

For example, the Southern Chu royal family, the Jiang family, looks decent now, but few people know that when the Jiang family rebelled, it was because the grandfather of the current Southern Chu king abandoned his wretched wife and married the eldest daughter of the local separatist warlord later made a fortune.

Compared with the ancestors of the Jiang family back then, Ying Xun still has a legitimate royal status.

If a family wants to gamble on him, it is not impossible.

But it is……

Li Ji looked at the gentle young man and sighed in his heart.

Ying Xun is not a thick-skinned and cruel person like Jiang's ancestors.Jiang Yuanyuan's great-grandfather conquered the world after taking the army of his wife's family. Shortly after ascending the throne, he abolished the queen and remarried someone else.

All of this was beyond the ability of the cowardly young man in front of him.

But Li Ji doesn't think that only those who have no moral bottom line can achieve great things.

"It is indeed possible to get the support of the aristocratic family, but Your Highness," Li Ji looked deeply at Ying Xun's eyebrows, "Are you confident that you can control those aristocratic families?"

Ying Xun froze.

Li Ji had the answer in his heart.

Ying Xun lost his father when he was young, and most of the forces loyal to Ying Su were purged. He failed to fully inherit his father's inheritance, and was later trapped by some people who just wanted to use him.

To put it mildly, he is a bird trapped in a cage, but to put it mildly, Ying Xun is a puppet.

Because he didn't have his own power, after Ying Xun inherited the throne, facing difficult state affairs, he could only rely on his ancestral clan, former Qin survivors, and those opportunistic families to support him.

Being helped by others, nature is controlled by others.

Ying Xun, in the end, can only become a... a marionette sitting on the throne.

"Your Highness, can you now imagine what you will look like after succeeding to the throne?"

"I……"

Li Ji's words were not clearly stated, but Ying Xun already understood what Li Ji meant.

He opened his mouth weakly, but nothing came out.

Everything was not without clues, he had already noticed that something was wrong, but he was being pushed all the time, and just walked on in such a muddled way.

To him, succession to the throne was not the end of his dream at all, but the beginning of hell.

At that time, what greeted him was not the joy of revenge, but the reality that he would eventually become a puppet.

Ying Xun looked at Li Ji silently, his eyes were red.

In fact, he should have understood such a simple truth.

It's just that the people around him who knew all this chose to keep silent to him.

It turned out that such an outsider who had nothing to do with him before revealed the truth to him.

"Mr. Zhaohua," Ying Xun looked at him with red eyes and a smile on his lips, "Thank you."

Li Ji shook his head, "I don't deserve your thanks."

He knew in his heart that Ying Xun could no longer turn back.

If he breaks all this today, it will only make the boy continue to suffer soberly in the future.

It's not that there are people of insight around Ying Xun. The people who raised him deliberately trained him to be like this.

They taught him etiquette, righteousness and shame, taught him to be a corporal, cultivated him to be an upright and kind person, and instilled in him those high-sounding principles, but they did not teach him to lead the army in battle and learn by doing.

Even if no one in the group of courtiers knows this, he should tell Ying Xun that he should go out to learn art from a teacher.

But the elders of the former Qin Dynasty did not agree. They only trapped Ying Xun in Nanchu and locked him in a house for education.

Only because Ying Xun raised in this way can he control it better.

Li Ji's eyes sank.

The only thing that the group of survivors miscalculated was probably that Ying Xun was sent to participate in the primary, intermediate and high-level ceremonies.