The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 869: The Lame [Please subscribe*Please vote]

Throughout Bingzhou, women who wanted to marry Meng Tian lined up from Beiye Royal City to Juyan Lake, but Meng Tian was still single.

Zhao Gao also didn't think Meng Tian would choose him, even though he was already an imperial censor, but his family background was far inferior to Meng Tian's.

Before today, he had never dared to think about it.

"As an imperial censor, it's not good to be too close to the general of the inner court!" Zhao Gao said hesitantly.

"There are too many groups in Bingzhou, including the Mohist School, the Taoist School, the School of Names, the State of Zhao, the State of Han, the State of Wei, and so on. Zhao Qing's job is not easy!"

Yan Yan said with a smile.

Zhao Gao narrowed his eyes and understood what Yan Yan meant.

The Grand Censor supervises all officials. If he is a lone minister, although he can ensure the cleanliness of the Censorate, it will be difficult for him to carry out his work. He can't ask Yan Yan for permission every time he moves a county-level official.

He must also have his own confidence and team!

He and Meng Tian both came from the State of Qin, and were natural allies geographically.

The most crucial thing is that being a censor is a job that offends people, and there are garrisons in various places in Bingzhou. If the local government and the garrisons collude, even the censor will find it difficult to carry out his work.

But Meng Tian was different. He was the Internal History of Bingzhou and controlled the county soldiers and yamen runners of the entire Qin State!
In later times, it would mean the chief officer of the internal violent law enforcement agency.

If they could get Meng Tian's assistance, their Censorate would have a strong supporter.

"Your Majesty, are you not afraid that I will collude with General Nei Shi?"

Zhao Gao asked.

"I was afraid before, but now..."

Yan Yan didn't say anything else.

Zhao Gao stopped and looked at Yan Yan's back, feeling truly frightened.

He now even suspected that the family elders were deliberately arranged by Yan Yan.

It is to awaken his inner weakness.

If that were the case, that would be terrible.

"Two marquises in one family, this should be quite rare in history books, right?" Yan Yan stopped and waited for Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao hurriedly caught up. Meng Tian had already been granted the title of nobility, but he might not be able to continue to be granted the title of nobility.

Especially since he was born in the Yin Palace, there had never been anyone from the Yin Palace who was granted a title of nobility in history.

The cake is too big, but Zhao Gao really wants to eat it.

The most criticized thing about him is his background.

But once he is granted the title of nobility, who would dare to talk about his past?
There is only one step between a noble and a marquis, but this step has blocked the way for many people.

Even among the Nine Ministers of Bingzhou, or even the Three Dukes, there may not be many who are marquises!

Being granted a title of nobility means truly entering the circle of top aristocrats.

Marrying Meng Tian meant that Meng Tian would pull him into the circle of top aristocrats and become his guide!
"It is very tiring to reach the top step by step and be the highest Zhao Gao."

Yan Yan said with a smile.

Zhao Gao shuddered. As expected, Yan Yan knew exactly what happened last night.

"If you want to sit in my position, you can try. It won't tire you to death!" Yan Yan smiled.

"I dare not!" Zhao Gao was so frightened that he knelt down quickly.

"Get up, Bingzhou is too big for you to control!"

Yan Yan smiled and shook his head.

In history, Zhao Gao was able to control the Qin State, but Bingzhou was not the Qin State.

Because of his appearance, the hundreds of schools of thought did not perish in the war of unification, but instead grew wildly in Bingzhou.

If Zhao Gao really wanted to do what the Qin State did in Bingzhou, the Taoists, the School of Logic, and the Mohists would all come out to kill him.

"Besides, Zhao Qing thinks he can live longer than me?"

"?" Zhao Gao reacted instantly and relaxed.

Yes, as long as Your Majesty is still here, who in the entire Bingzhou dares to have any evil intentions?

But among all the court officials in Bingzhou today, except for Prime Minister Anqi, who dares to say that he can live longer than His Majesty, the grandmaster of martial arts?
Even the second and third generation officials trained in Bingzhou may not be able to survive this emperor who is proficient in hundreds of martial arts!
As long as Your Majesty lives long enough, those assumptions will become impossible.

"If you really want to be the highest Zhao Gao, first of all, you have to live longer than me!" "Then let's set a small goal. Zhao Qing must live to an old age!"

Yan Yan continued.

"I'll do my best!" Zhao Gao smiled and nodded.

"Then go back and try to live!"

"Here!"

Zhao Gao was relieved of all his burdens.

At least from today on, he no longer has to worry about Yan Yan killing him.

"Another one has been fooled!"

The attendant officer spoke calmly.

Zhao Gao's ability is obvious to all in Bingzhou, and everyone around Yan Yan also knows Zhao Gao's character.

Now Zhao Gao was really fooled.

Even if Zhao Gao really wanted to reach the top step by step and be like Zhao Gao, he had to live better than Yan Yan.

Now Yan Yan has set a small goal for him, to live to the age of eighty, which means that Zhao Gao will have to work hard for Bingzhou until he is eighty years old!
But Zhao Gao was still excitedly running towards this goal.

"Are you the only one who is clear-headed in this world?" Yan Yan glared at the attendant coldly.

The attendant smiled awkwardly.

It’s better to be a living officer. You get a high salary, don’t have to use your brain, and you can keep a good reputation. Your daily task is just to write a diary.

"It's time to let the three masters of Bei Mingzi enter the palace!"

Yan Yan sighed.

The exploration of the three overseas mountains can be left to An Qisheng, Wei Ju and Xiong Qi. After all, it is the Prime Minister's Office that will ultimately have to mobilize manpower and resources.

Only the three old fellows Bei Mingzi are prone to losing their Taoism, so he needs to do it himself.

“Go and invite the three Taoist masters and the Qin Wujun to the palace… Forget it, let’s go to the quarry!”

Yan Yan spoke up. He was really afraid that these three people would go crazy and tear down the palace. It would be a waste if he didn't use such good labor to open mountains and split rocks.

Mo Ya nodded and ordered people to go to the Censorate and World View to invite Bei Mingzi and his two companions and Ying Qushui to the quarry.

"Meet here?" Bei Mingzi and the other two were a little surprised.

"I'm afraid you will tear down the palace!" Ying Qushui rolled his eyes and said nothing.

"In the exploration of the three overseas mountains, are you interested in Taoist Taiyi Mountain?"

When Yan Yan saw the three people coming, he spoke directly.

He also figured it out. The Taoists themselves said that it would be better for me to die than for my fellow Taoists to die, so why should he consider everything for others?
Trick the Taoists into going to Yingzhou Island. Even if they discover the truth, they will go crazy in Yingzhou, and they will kill the ancestors of those beasts.

"Will Bingzhou invite our Taoist priest?" Bei Mingzi and the other two were surprised.

He thought that Bingzhou had sent them out because of what happened last night.

"Bingzhou is poor, and so is the Mohist school. Exploring the three mountains overseas requires a lot of money to build ships. I asked Shuijun, and he is poor too!"

Yan Yan said with a smile.

"No matter how much you need, my Taoist school will pay for it!" Bei Mingzi said generously.

"No regrets?" Yan Yan asked with a smile.

"No regrets!" Bei Mingzi agreed decisively.

As for money, no matter who is poor, Taoists are the best.

"What a pity! They still want Bingzhou to take the lion's share of those hundred-year-old and thousand-year-old medicinal herbs!"

Yan Yan was also afraid that the Taoists would regret it later. It takes ten years to build an army, thirty years to build an air force, and a hundred years to build a navy. Building ships is a bottomless pit. When the Taoists discover this huge hole, they will probably regret it.

“Are there really rare treasures that are hundreds or thousands of years old?” Bei Mingzi and the other two began to breathe heavily.

"Why not? No one has ever picked fruits from the three overseas mountains since ancient times. There may even be rare treasures that are thousands of years old!"

Yan Yan continued to deceive.

(End of this chapter)