Da Qin, the Tyrant of the Ying Clan, Destroyed Zhao Gao's Mansion at the Beginning

"In Erchen's view, the quality of the population is the real key!"

"On the battlefield, a great Qin elite can easily deal with more than ten recruits!"

"In production and construction, a qualified official can also increase the efficiency tenfold and a hundredfold."

"The quality of the population is the biggest advantage of my Daqin ahead of the Peacock Dynasty!"

Ying Changqing said in a deep voice.

"His Royal Highness, please be blunt. Today, I am not too many people of insight in the Qin Dynasty, and the largest Confucian school, because of what His Highness has done before, is already in the same situation as the imperial court."

Meng Yi gritted his teeth, but still daring to speak.

"It's easy!"

"Before, I didn't have many scholars in Daqin, because the cost of learning was too high, and ordinary people could not reach it at all, and it was completely monopolized by the elites of the gentry."

"Confucianism is nothing more than a tool man launched by this nobleman in the name of Confucius!"

"But all of this is no longer a problem!"

"Father, you can take a closer look at the material used in this world map!"

Ying Changqing smiled lightly.

"What is this?"

"It's not silk, but it's smoother and lighter than silk!"

"Compared to bamboo slips, I don't know how much easier it is to use!"

"If it can be promoted on a large scale, people in this world will really not have to worry about learning books."

"It's just the cost!"

Ying Zheng couldn't put it down and felt the intelligence of the map in his hand, and his eyes brightened.

"This is called paper, and it's a new material invented by Erchen!"

"This kind of paper in the hands of the royal father is called rice paper. It is the best of paper. One piece costs more than one hundred dollars!"

"In addition to this kind of rice paper, there is another kind of hemp paper that uses common materials such as bark, leaves and flax. The quality of hemp paper is slightly lower. The cost of one sheet is less than twenty dollars. If it is mass-produced, it can be completely controlled within Less than ten bucks!"

"With the new printing technique invented by Shang'erchen, you can easily print hundreds or thousands of books in one day, and you can fill an academy in just a few days!"

Ying Changqing took out a stack of hemp paper he used to practice calligraphy from his long sleeves and handed it to Ying Zheng and Meng Yidao.

"Yes, although it is slightly rougher than silk and silk, it is more than enough for writing!"

"The price of such a miraculous material is so low that the common people in Daqin will no longer have to worry about running out of books to read!"

Ying Zheng picked up the imperial pen in person, tried to write, and said with a look of surprise.

Meng Yi on the side, his eyes never left the hemp paper in his hand.

"Now, Doctor Meng can understand why this son doesn't care about Confucianism at all!"

Chapter [-] If all the people are killed, the Huns will naturally be destroyed!

"The reason why this son hates Confucianism is not just because they collude with the powerful and join forces to fight against the imperial court and advocate the segregation system."

"It's more because when Confucianism recruits students, it is entirely based on the children of the powerful and the high tuition fees are charged, which completely violates the original intention of teaching and educating people."

"From my son's point of view, if we want to truly improve the literacy rate of the people in Daqin, we still have to rely on the imperial court to vigorously promote low-cost or even free education."

"The specific method is to set up more government-run schools in various counties and counties after the promotion of new paper and printing techniques, subsidized by the imperial court, so that the talented and poor people can have the opportunity to study and improve.

As long as you cultivate more, the pool will become larger, and the talents you will eventually harvest will naturally rise with the tide. "

"And every time a batch of talents is cultivated, a part of them can be selected as Mr. Guan Xue. With this cycle, I, Daqin, will no longer have to worry about talents!"

Ying Changqing said in a deep voice.

"Is it the same for the Six Nations region?"

Ying Zheng frowned slightly.

"Royal father, now they are also my children of Daqin, so naturally they should be treated equally."

"From my son's point of view, there is a fundamental difference between these people of the Six Nations and the remnants formed by the descendants of the nobles of the Six Nations."

"The vast majority of the people, due to years of war, don't really care about who the monarch is and what the country is called."

"What they really care about is nothing more than food and clothing, marrying more wives and having more children, and completing the task of inheriting the lineage!"

"They would follow the remnants of the Six Nations before, they were just being deceived, or they just wanted to eat."

"Now we have opened official schools in all counties and counties. While teaching and educating people, it is also the best publicity platform, which can greatly enhance the court's ability to guide local people."

"Let's compare our hearts to the heart, and replace it with the father or the doctor. Is it the officials who believe in teaching them literacy for free, or those powerful and powerful people who used to bully the market?"

"In the long run, not only will Daqin harvest more and more talents, but people's hearts will become more and more towards Daqin, and the soil for the survival of the remnants of the Six Nations will become narrower and narrower."

"Why not do something that kills two birds with one stone?"

"And the school was opened by my Daqin, and the content of the teaching is not the court's final decision.

It is completely possible to add relevant content about loving Daqin and supporting the imperial court in the basic coursework, strengthening the students' sense of recognition for Daqin, and cultivating their loyalty to Daqin. "

"And then use them to guide ordinary people, so that the original concept of the Six Kingdoms is completely eliminated, leaving only the concept of Daqin people."

"In addition to the new crops mentioned earlier by Erchen, when the time comes, everyone in the world will have food to eat, study, and even a chance to become an official. Are you still worried about the uncertainty of the world?"

Ying Changqing said loudly.

"What you said is indeed very reasonable."

"I can't believe that my son has such an opinion on the way of running a country!"

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction, looking at Ying Changqing's eyes, full of deep gratification.

With a son like this, what more could a father ask for!

In the future of Da Qin, there is finally a successor.

In many respects, he was even better than his own father.

Meng Yi on the side was completely shocked.

He could never have imagined that under this young master's brutal reputation, there was still such an astonishing insight that was enough to make Da Qin advance by leaps and bounds.

It is no wonder that this young master was ignorant of the protests of Confucianism and the world's gentry. It turned out that he did not pay attention to them at all.

In other words, according to Ying Changqing's plan for free official education, it was a matter of time before he would confront Confucianism and the powerful gentry who monopolized the resources of students.

Coupled with this son's temper, it's just a matter of when to start.

But soon, Meng Yi's brows wrinkled again.

"His Royal Highness's strategy is good, but there is also a very important problem."

"That is my Daqin has thirty-six counties and more than one thousand counties!"

"Even if there is only one government-run school in each county, and hundreds of students are recruited, the subsidy fee for a year will be at least more than ten thousand dollars!"

"The national treasury cannot afford this huge expense!"

Meng Yi said with a wry smile.

The first emperor's brows also wrinkled, and his eyes fell on Ying Changqing.

"The money thing is easy to handle. The thirty-six counties can be divided into several batches, starting with the county seat close to Xianyang City."

"And the remnants of the Six Kingdoms have not just contributed a large amount of money to Da Qin, enough to support the initial investment in the government-run school."

Ying Changqing smiled slightly.

"This money was originally intended to be used to prepare for the expedition against the Huns."

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, then slightly hesitated.

It's really hard to make up your mind when it comes to internal affairs construction and external development!

"This is another proposal for the battle of the Xiongnu that Erchen first proposed."

"My son has already said before that the prairie is almost as big as Da Qin. Even if a million troops are dispatched, it will be difficult to do all the work for a while!"

"In this case, we might as well change the way, that is, to change the focus to weakening the population of the Huns."

"You must know that the huge Huns tribe can only add up to four or five million people."

"Even the nomadic barbarians in the entire prairie add up to no more than one million!"

"And the infant mortality rate on the grassland is much higher than that of Da Qin. As long as more than half of the Xiongnu population can be wiped out, the entire Xiongnu will definitely have no life!"

"The rest of the tribes are bound to be shocked by the fate of the Xiongnu, and either choose to flee north, or submit to my Daqin!"

"At that time, the entire prairie will naturally belong to me, Da Qin!"

A stern expression flashed across Ying Changqing's face.

Meng Yi couldn't help taking a breath.

Even the first emperor could not help being shocked.

This son really deserves the name of cruelty!

The strategy proposed is really ruthless to the extreme.

"Father, don't forget, after the battle of Changping in the past, how the state of Zhao was severely damaged!"

"If the royal father agrees with the plan of the son, the son can ensure that within a year, only [-] people will be needed, and the Xiongnu's vitality will be greatly damaged, and there will be no more power to invade my Daqin!"

"Up to three years, the entire prairie will be owned by me, Da Qin!"

Seeing the hesitant look on Ying Zheng's face, Ying Changqing added.

"Let your father think about it!"

"By the way, this world map, also stay with the father!"

Ying Changqing smiled lightly.

He knew that he had succeeded most of the time.