My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

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Fusu took Zhang Cang and several plainclothes guards for a walk on the outskirts of the city.

Before Fusu governed and appeased Xinzheng, the Qin army would never dare to let Fusu come out with such a small number of troops.

There are vast farmlands around the city of Xinzheng. The spring rain has been falling for several days. As soon as the sky cleared up, the weather immediately became hot.

On both sides of the dirt road are tall weeping willows, and on one side is a river.

The weeping willows sprouted new shoots, and the fat ducks jumped into the water one after another, leaving duck paw prints and feces on the sand on the shore.

A shepherd boy wearing Gebu clothes sat on the oxen for farming, holding a xun in his arms, and the melodious sound of the xun came from the dam.

Farmers and peasant women are all working in the fields in twos and threes.

Smelling the fresh air and looking at the scenery of farmers plowing in front of him, Zhang Cang stretched out and said, "Prince, you are really the person I admire the most. You can predict events like a god when fighting, and you can drive troops thousands of miles." It's not bad at all; it can appease the people and convince them."

"Look at the people of Xinzheng. Now they have sincerely surrendered to Qin. Let me tell you, if everyone in the world can live like the people of Xinzheng, the world will definitely be in peace and prosperity."

Fusu said bluntly, "I'm afraid that's not necessarily the case. It's just an appearance. Don't say it's unforeseen."

Zhang Cang only felt that the prince was being humble. Although the prince now behaved exactly like the king praised by Confucius, Zhang Cang felt that accompanying the current prince was sometimes like accompanying a wooden man.

The prince has been so peaceful and observant lately, which always makes Zhang Cang feel a little uncomfortable.

It always felt like he was holding back his bad feelings again.

It stands to reason that Fusu's current performance is the same as that of the holy king described in the book. But when the prince really did this, Zhang Cang always felt weird.

Zhang Cang murmured in his heart, why what is written in this book is completely different from what is in reality. Could it be that all the things I learned in the past are wrong?
Every time Zhang Cang encountered something or experienced some major events, he felt baffled because he did exactly what the saint said, but in the end he failed to achieve his goal.

The group left the city and headed straight for the hills.

The breeze is blowing in the mountains, and the city with all directions is located at the foot of the hillside.

You can see how many people are walking on the main road in the city at this time. There are several more boats in the river, and they can be counted.

The green fields are intertwined with the green mountains. Everything in Xinzheng City seems to be in order.

Only the literati like to enjoy this.

Guan Fu didn't understand what was so good about the breeze blowing on the hills, and why the prince looked like he was enjoying it.

When there is something to do, everyone cheers up, concentrates on handling the matter, unites and cooperates, and feels very fulfilled; but when the enemy army is defeated and the foreign invasion is eliminated, not only Fusu has nothing to do, but also Zhang Cang and others It's boring.

If Fusu hadn't suggested taking them out, most of them would have been sleeping at this time. Maybe Zhang Cang will go to school.

Fusu, Zhang Cang, Lin Xin, Guan Fu, and two other guards came to the foot of a big willow tree, spread out blankets on the spot, and sat under the tree to rest.

At this time, two farmers carrying pickaxes came down from the dam.

They walked down from the dam and walked towards the road leading to the city. We happened to pass by the tree where Fusu and his party were resting.

Fusu looked at Zhang Cang and had a plan in mind, "Yu Shi Cang, are you willing to bet with me?"

Zhang Cang was out of breath and sweating from the walk. Now he walked under the big tree and finally got a chance to rest. He was naturally relaxed and in a very happy mood.

Hearing Fusu ask this question, he suddenly felt horrified.

He knew that the prince's heart was dark, how could it suddenly turn white.

Zhang Cang's lips trembled, "Can I answer no?"

"What do you say?"

Zhang Cang lowered his head and said, "The prince please make it clear." "I'll make a bet with you, is Xinzheng's governance good governance?"

Zhang Cang was surprised. Wasn't this statement directed at his previous emotion? He just said it casually, but he didn't expect the prince to take it seriously.

"Then according to the prince's words, what is good governance, and what is bad (pi) governance?"

"As you said before, I have achieved good governance in the future. But for me, I have not succeeded at all. These people are not satisfied with their current lives, and it will not take long for them to complain. By then, the problems that occurred in the past will , will appear again soon after I leave Xinzheng. If the disaster is not solved, it cannot be called good governance. Maintaining a temporary superficial calm cannot be called peace at all."

Zhang Cang thought for a while and realized that the question the prince said was very profound.

Just why so many people are around the prince, the prince asked me alone.

The only difference between me and these people is that I am a foreign minister.

Since I followed the prince, I have hardly been used in any important way.

The prince asked me today, he must have the intention to put me to great use.

Fusu pointed to the people who came to the fields and said, "If there is good governance, then those farmers must be satisfied with their current lives. If there is no governance, then those farmers must be resentful and dissatisfied with their current lives."

Seeing that the two people were going to Tianba and expected to arrive soon, Zhang Cang remembered the lesson Lao Zongzheng gave him last time, don't be lazy when it's time.

"Are you willing to bet with me?" Fusu asked.

Zhang Cang had nothing to hesitate about. "I am willing to bet. But I don't know what the bet is?"

"If you win, I will grant you a request. If I win, you will do something for me."

Zhang Cang's face turned pale and he quickly leaned down and bowed.

"The prince is your respecter, and I am your subordinate. The prince's orders to my ministers are natural and right, and I don't dare to overstep it. If anything happens to the prince, just order me to do it. I don't dare to bet with the prince."

Fusu smiled and said, "Censor, relax. Why bother to stick to so many etiquettes when you come out to play."

Zhang Cang did not dare to neglect. In fact, he was already breaking out in a hot sweat.

Zhang Cang bowed his hands and said, "Return to the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince governs Xinzheng with the development of industry as the top priority and the purpose of enriching the people's treasury. He builds canals and clears up the siltation of the rivers. Korea's original nobles and wealthy businessmen occupy large tracts of farmland. It is you, Crown Prince." Give an order to let the people in the city divide their fields to achieve balance."

"Confucius said, Qiu also heard that those who have a country and a family do not worry about inequality but not poverty, and do not worry about poverty but insecurity. There is no poverty in everyone, there is no widowhood in harmony, and there is no inclination. If this is the case, people from far away will not accept it, so they can cultivate literature. Virtue comes with it. Once it comes, make peace with it."

"Poverty means there are few people, poverty means lack of wealth, equality means everyone gets his share, and peace means peace between the upper and lower levels. The so-called "equal" means to distribute goods according to their own merits, and everyone gets what he deserves in his own position. If you get it, the country will be strong."

"South Korea has accumulated old evils. The officials in the country are greedy and wantonly plunder the people. If the people are not enough, they will plunder the merchants. The national power is empty, and nine out of ten people have no land or property."

"On the other hand, in Xinzheng City now, everyone is able to buy property, and it is all thanks to the prince."

"People know etiquette when they are in warehouses, and they know honor and disgrace when they have enough food and clothing. Zhang Cang believes that the prince has allowed these people to have their own industries and enrich their food and clothing. People are naturally grateful."

"The people of Xinzheng are grateful to the prince, so they sincerely submit to Qin. The people of Xinzheng have met their needs for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and they will naturally follow etiquette and law."

"When people in a country all follow the etiquette and laws in unison, the country will be stable from top to bottom."

"In my opinion, the prince's governance has been successful and can definitely be called good governance."

What Zhang Cang said was not false.

This is the world governance model he recognized and pursued.

(End of this chapter)