My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 572 Convince people with culture
The large room in the center of the academy is extremely neat and solemn, making people feel a sense of awe.

There are seats and long tables here. Neatly arranged on both sides. When Jixia Academy was the most popular, new seats had to be replaced every three months.

The apricot blossom tree in the courtyard is covered with apricot leaves, layer upon layer.

Meng Tian sat alone under a tree and played the piano.

The small lake next to it is crystal clear and fish are swimming in the water.

In autumn, the leaves of the sycamore trees fall one after another.

There are scenes everywhere here, exuding the solemn atmosphere of the four words "benevolence, righteousness, sincerity and respect".

It's a pity that after the Qin army took over, this place is very lonely.

Those great scholars dispersed one after another because of the war.

Meng Tian is the only one here now.

Meng Yi could only play the strings on one side.

When gentlemen meet, they naturally have endless things to say. From "The Analects of Confucius" to "Spring and Autumn", the two people searched for chapters and excerpts, shared each other's opinions, and tried to figure out each other's thoughts.

"Why are you here?"

On weekdays, brothers and sisters respect each other. But every time, guests came to the Meng Mansion.

Later... it was the position, the level of official rank.

It is said that when he was a child, Meng Tian first read "The Analects" and then "Spring and Autumn".

Ying Zheng once believed that Meng Yi was Han Fei without stuttering.

Meng Tian, ​​Meng Yi, and Fu Su sent by Ying Zheng this time to Qi County. If you think about it carefully, they really have a deep meaning.

Just like when I was a kid.

Before he left school, he began to read the articles of Han Fei, the most popular scholar in Qin at that time.

In order to assist Fusu, Shaoping was willing to demote himself and come to Fusu regardless of his identity. Meng Tian admired Shaoping's broadmindedness and tolerance very much.

Meng Tian and Shao Ping were sitting under the apricot tree, sharing a table.

The pen he always carried was replaced by a sword.

Meng Yi quickly sat closer and covered the piano with his long and narrow sleeves.

Because of his preference for Han Fei's theory, Meng Yi memorized almost every article written by Han Fei backwards.

This greatly affected Meng Yi.

The nobles rushed to read Han Fei's articles.

"The prince sent us over to inspect the situation at Jixia Academy. We saw many scholars rushing over to take a look in front of the gate."

He pulled Shaoping.

Looking at Qin, Meng Tian's thoughts returned to the past. He was originally a Qin official, handling prison cases. However, when the king saw him during his inspection, and after a conversation, he appointed him as a general and asked him to go out to fight.

Meng Tian, ​​who was in military uniform, was playing the piano under the tree, and the sound was melodious. Unknowingly, apricot leaves fell on his shoulders, military clothes, and piano strings.

Meng Yi, who had been influenced too much by Legalist thought, felt as if his hands and feet were tied up and could not move when he sat with Meng Tian and Shao Ping, two humble gentlemen.

Therefore, Meng Yi was more influenced by Han Fei's teachings than his elder brother and became a standard cruel official!

After all, as soon as he opened his mouth, Meng Tian looked at him with stern eyes.

Meng Tian looked around, as if he had seen the scene of gentlemen sitting opposite each other, playing and listening to the piano many years ago.

Just as a loyal representative of Legalism.

Every time he talks to Ying Zheng, Meng Yi can bring out Han Fei's original text, causing Ying Zheng to resonate with his soul many times every day when he is with him.

"Big brother-"

Meng Yi could only sit on the other side. He plucked Meng Tian's strings alone, making two zither sounds from time to time, but scaring away the birds in the tree.

Shaoping bowed to Meng Tian.

Meng Yi bent over and thought to himself, how could I, a dignified doctor from Qin State, be so ungraceful? !
No, I'm going to pop it up and make some noise for my brother to see.

Meng Yi pressed it up with his two big hands and rubbed against the ground, and the two strings suddenly broke.

Meng Tian looked over with a stern look, and he immediately sat down obediently again.

"Marquis Dongling——" Meng Tian also bowed to Shaoping.

The two soon struck up a conversation and sat down to talk about Qin.

Meng Yi was not the case, because he was born later than Meng Tian. He read "Spring and Autumn" first, and then he was in his youth. At that time, Han Fei entered Qin and caused a wave of turmoil in Xianyang City of Qin State.

Meng Yi sat aside and played with the strings as usual. Meng Tian is responsible for monopolizing visitors.

This time, Meng Yi stole a lot of the limelight from Li Si and Zhao Gao.

In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed.

The eldest brother Meng Tian immediately became a hundred times harsher than usual, and began to use his height, physique, strength and other advantages to make him shut up.

Meng Yi arrived suddenly.

But Meng Tian and Shao Ping were so engrossed in their discussion that they didn't notice it.

Meng Yi moved the piano behind him and sat upright on his knees, "Brother, I'll go back and report to the prince first."

Meng Tian looked at Meng Yi, wondering why he suddenly became so obedient.

"Yeah. Go ahead."

Shao Ping also wanted to go back, but Meng Yi said, "It is enough for the prince to have me serve him. I will tell the prince, and the prince will not blame him. Besides, preparations for major events have not yet begun, and there is nothing important around the prince."

Shaoping refused, "No. I sacrificed my life for the prince and was recommended by the queen. How can I neglect my duty?"

"You really don't have to worry about this. There are so many fish in the prince's pond. The prince really doesn't care if you are missing."

Shaoping was stunned. That seems to be the case.

Meng Tian just looked at Meng Yi, "How can I speak to the Marquis of Dongling?"

Meng Yi quickly changed his words, "I mean, the prince is kind-hearted. I heard that you are discussing with General Tian how to meet these scholars, so I will definitely not blame you."

Only then did Meng Tian look relaxed.

Worried that more people would see his embarrassment, Meng Yi quickly ran away.

When I came to Linzi, Qi County, I had nothing to do. Meng Yi is naturally not used to the fact that his eldest brother occupies his best friend.

When he was in Xianyang, he had to deal with a lot of official documents every day. No lawless person can escape from under his nose.

Meng Yi often said to his followers, "I am like an owl in the dark night, arresting all evil in the world."

But when he got here, he suddenly had no opponent.

Meng Yi held a short whip in his hand and kept swinging it.

In Linzi, Qi County, the autumn scenery is very depressed again, and thousands of trees are withered. Everything makes the atmosphere sad.

Meng Yi felt uncomfortable all over.

He wanted to take a stroll on Linzi Street in Qi State before going back.

After leaving Jixia, a large number of scholars were surrounding the gate of the academy.

Most of them were wearing the wide-sleeved long clothes of Qi people, and each of them wore a hair crown, following behind him, with a solemn appearance.

The scholars looked at the poem in front of the city and kept nodding in praise.

Such a scene is not surprising to Meng Yi. He has long been used to it.

From an early age, someone always bought the prince's poems from the prince's guards in the palace.

This kind of scene is not unusual for Meng Yi now.

"I don't know where so many scholars came from. It's not enough to do it once in the morning. Let's do it again at noon. Do it again in the evening."

The number of people coming increased sharply, and the pressure on the guards guarding the city gate doubled. They had no time to spare and had to watch.

The guards stared at the dark circles surrounding these scholars, seeing more and more people coming. I don’t know if the prince will be able to withstand it in the future, but they can’t stand it anyway.

Too many people came.

When Meng Yi heard this, he couldn't help but teach him a lesson.

"Don't even look at who wrote this poem. That's Lord Hengyang."

"Heng Yangjun has outstanding literary talent, and no one has written more poems than him. When this poem spreads throughout the land of Qilu, it will attract more scholars."

"As a guard and receiving a salary, how can you easily complain and affect the morale of others?"

"If I were your commander, you would be severely reprimanded today."

When the soldiers saw Doctor Zhong coming, they lowered their heads and apologized repeatedly.

At this time, a man named Chen also looked towards Meng Yi.

'Where did this young boy come from to be so arrogant? '

The man looked over and found that the commander who spoke was quite similar to Qin General Meng Tian, ​​but his personality was very different.

Meng Yi looked at the man surnamed Chen. He was nine feet tall, had an extraordinary appearance, and had piercing eyes. He was unusual at first glance.

When the man surnamed Chen saw Meng Yi, he could see into his heart at a glance.

At this moment, there happened to be two proud big roosters in front of the gate of Linzi City. They were pacing each other and looking at each other with their eyes.

After carefully observing each other's strong legs and sharp beaks, they understood each other and walked proudly in different directions.

Which man in the Warring States Period was easy to mess with!
I'll beat you if you disagree with me, and I'll send you to Jiuquan if you disagree with me if I disagree with you.

Meng Yi drove away.

Chen Yu listened to the propaganda and came to the city gate in person to observe the literary talents of the Qin prince.

Because there were so many people, everyone had to queue up to taste it carefully. And it is stipulated that you must walk while watching, and you are not allowed to stay.

Therefore, some people with poor memory have to come several times a day and queue up many times to record the complete poem.

I saw a long row of words on the notice board hanging on the city gate.

On the far right are the three words "Duguan Mountain" listed vertically. Next comes the original poem!
Between heaven and earth, man is precious.

“Establish a ruler and herdsmen, and follow the rules.

There are tracks of ruts and horses, and the four extremes of latitude and longitude.

Deposed Zhi Ming, Li Shu people flourish.

Yu Shuoxian was the president of the country.

The five feudal nobles, the mine field prison,
There is a burnt elixir book, but there is no universal pardon.

Marquis Gaotao Fu, how could you have neglected your duty?

Alas, later generations changed the system of Yi Lv.

He who works the people becomes the king and gives them strength through service.

Shun's lacquered food utensils were surrounded by ten kingdoms.
Not as good as Tang Yao, he picked the rafters but did not cut them.

The world sighs at Boyi and wants to use the customs harshly. Extravagance is a great evil, but frugality is a common virtue.

If you give in, there will be no litigation.

Those who love each other are the same, and those who are sparse are relatives. "

After Chen Yu finished reading, he kept stroking his beard, his eyes shining.

After Chen Yu read it, he immediately left under the force of the Qin army.

He returned to the wine shop and asked an elderly scholar sitting quietly at the table.

The other party is more majestic than him.

"I have read the poem. I know Boyi. Who is Ke Xuyou?"

"Xu You, don't you know this?" The older man opened his eyes.

"I read few books, only Confucian classics." Chen Yu lowered his head helplessly.

He is just half a scholar, but much smarter than a scholar.

The elder sighed and stroked his beard and said, "Xu You was a noble and honest man in ancient times."

"Emperor Yao knew that he was a virtuous man and wanted to give up the throne to him. He refused and fled to the foot of Jishan Mountain to farm and eat. Emperor Yao also asked him to be the governor of Jiuzhou. He went to the Yingshui River to wash his ears, saying that he did not want to hear These worldly words.”

"Later generations referred to Xu You and his contemporary hermit Chao Fu as Chao You or Chao Xu. They were those who lived in seclusion and were not official."

Chen Yu's literary talent is not good, but his memory is very good. Those words were imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel numb.

"How many books did Hengyang Jun read before he could write such well-trained poems and essays? The last article "Guan Cang Sea" already made me admire me. This time I will write another one "Du Guan Mountain"."

"It's really amazing. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one corporal today." Outside the attic, another group of scholars came back from watching and exclaimed loudly in the corridor.

Zhang Er stroked his beard, "Yes. He is indeed amazing."

In this world, everyone has merit. Everyone has something that makes the other person admire them.

Of course, only a few people are worshiped and respected by everyone.

Some people rely on money, some rely on status, some rely on power, and some rely on reputation.

But being admired and respected by everyone because of these is actually nothing.

Because those things are not inherent in them.

If everyone worships a powerful person, then what they actually worship is only the power of this person. Once the people who control power change, the objects of their worship and admiration will also change.

But there is a kind of people who rely on their talents and abilities to establish themselves, and rely on their own moral character.

These things cannot be taken away from them by others.

Because of this, such talents are more valued, respected and admired by the world.

Zhang Er also admired Fusu's talent very much.

"Before we formally convene the Hundreds of Scholars, let me post a post to show that I will make friends through literature. First, write an article for the scholars all over the world to read."

"When you come up, you must convince people with your culture, so as to fight for the right to speak in front of the world's scholars."

"It's very clever."

Zhang Er analyzed it carefully.

"But it's time for the two of us to go."

"Why?" Chen Yu was shocked.

"Do you think your talent can match that of Lord Hengyang?"

"No."

"Which one is higher, you or Lord Hengyang?"

"Mr. Hengyang is the crown prince of a country. I am neither a businessman nor a scholar. How can I be with you?"

"You have nothing better than Lord Hengyang. Then what can you bring to Lord Hengyang?" Zhang Er analyzed calmly.

Chen Yu thought for a while and said, "Yes."

"We'd better not stay here any longer." Zhang Er persuaded.

Chen Yu asked back, "In today's world, who else does Zhang Gong think he can follow?"

Zhang Er shook his head. "I'm afraid not."

"In that case, why not spend your free time under the Crown Prince's command first, so that at least you will have enough food and clothing? Wait until the time is right in the future, and then we can make further plans?"

Chen Yu really admired Prince Fusu, and he wanted to stay with Fusu and do something in his career.

But he didn't want to be separated from Zhang Er.

Zhang Er thought about Chen Yu's analysis carefully and found that it did make sense.

"If we can stay, we will leave it to this person in the future."
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As soon as Fusu's poems were published, the scholars in Qilu suddenly began to boil.

Everyone talked about the poem "Du Guan Mountain".

"This poem aims to express Lord Hengyang's ambition to govern the country!"

"It says at the beginning that people are precious. This is in line with the original intention of Confucius, Mencius and Confucianism."

"Write two sides together: one starts with "establishing a monarch and herdsmen". Lord Hengyang likes the ancient rules of monarchs governing the people, and believes that retiring villains and appointing people with both ability and political integrity is the basic guarantee for the prosperity of the country;"

"The second is to advocate "frugality as a common virtue" through the comparison between Yao and Shun. On this basis, we even put forward the great harmony ideas of "giving in" and "universal love"."

"It's so inclusive! What's rare is that there is no legalist thought in the whole book."

The scholars were talking a lot in the streets, and for a while, criticizing Fusu's "Duguan Mountain" became a fashion in Qilu land at that time.

When a scholar opens his mouth, a dead ghost can become an immortal!
With these scholars taking the initiative to publicize and build momentum for Fusu, the people of Qilu began to change their views on Qin.

Just as some people expected, once Fusu arrives in Qi State, he will be supported by countless people!

In the post house.

Fusu sat at the table and read the chess records compiled by the scholars of Qi State.

Shaoping reported, "Prince, all the scholars on the street are talking about the prince's poems now."

"Then what did they say?"

Shaoping replied: "Scholars all say that the prince's words are simple and his poems are inclusive of both Confucianism and Mohism."

"Then what are the identities of these scholars?"

Shao Ping looked respectful, "He has all three religions and nine streams."

"So far, no great scholar has made any public remarks?"

Shaoping shook his head.

Fusu said nothing.

He came to the case and brushed it.

The maid had no time to wipe a candle, but Fusu easily wrote another poem.

The maid who was wiping the copper candlestick on one side was as dark as iron.

Why would God create such a monster as the prince and give birth to himself to clean his candlesticks?

Is there any justice?

The maid covered her face...

At this time, late autumn has passed.

It's October.

It was the right time and the right place for Fusu to write this poem.

This poem is called "Winter October".

The poem was carved on a wooden board and hung up early the next morning.

First, the vendors passing by saw the poems and texts being replaced.

"Mr. Hengyang has written a new work again!"

"Mr. Hengyang has written a new work again!"

Vendors were pushing carts and shouting and shouting on the streets.

Chen Yu had just woken up and heard about this. He got dressed and came to the street.

This time it was even scarier than the last time.

Rich businessmen also came to watch the fun.

The queue stretched as long as three streets from Jixia Academy.

Chen Yu looked at the long queue and began to doubt himself for the first time.

"With so many people, can I really squeeze into the prince's court?"

"Brother, be bold. Lord Hengyang's purpose is to accept us, not to reuse us. And for Lord Hengyang, raising a few more people is just a matter of a few more pairs of chopsticks."

Chen Yu looked at this brother and bowed to him.

"Thanks for the enlightenment."

"How polite! How polite." The scholar waved his hand quickly.

In this way, Chen Yu queued from morning to noon, and finally arrived in front of the city gate.

Although he was already very hungry, the poems in front of him immediately filled his empty stomach.

"In the tenth month of Mengdong, the north wind lingers,

The weather is clear and frosty.

The rooster crows in the morning, and the wild geese fly south.
Birds of prey lurk, bears roost in caves.

The money is parked, and the harvest is accumulated.

The reverse brigade was set up to connect merchants.

Fortunately! Sing to express your ambition. "

At this time in Linzi City, it is the time when all kinds of frost and sky compete for freedom.

In early winter in October, the north wind blew, the atmosphere was chilly, the weather was cold, and the frost was thick and dense.

The roosters are chirping in the early morning, the geese are heading south, the birds of prey are hiding, and even the bears are sleeping in their caves.

Farmers have put down their farm tools and stopped working. The harvested crops are piled up in the grain fields, and hotels are being arranged to accommodate the traveling merchants.

Fusu's poems describe the ordinary life scenes of these common people.

Therefore, this poem attracted more people than the last time.

Because this poem has resonated with all kinds of practitioners in agriculture, industry and commerce.

Fusu finally wrote in one sentence, how lucky he was to be able to reach Linzi!
That's why he recited poetry to express his feelings.

(End of this chapter)