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Chapter 487: The King of Qin in the Eyes of Money (asking for monthly tickets)
"A man, a man!"

"Shameless warrior, vulgar, vulgar!"

"Rituals and music are in disarray. Rituals and music are in disarray. Since ancient times, even tyrannical monarchs have never asked for money from gentlemen. King Qin, you, you."

"Have you fallen into the money trap?!"

The noisy sound woke Nan Hanwen up. The teacher was busy until evening yesterday. With the help of Mohist mechanical techniques and the power of warriors, the Qilin Academy under construction had progressed rapidly and part of it had already been put into use.

General Fan Qing, the trusted and beloved general of the King of Qin, regarded carrying wood as a test for the new recruits.

That group of warriors were stronger than bulls, and they increased the speed of building the new academy to a higher level. But this made life difficult for Nan Hanwen, who was busy until late every day. This morning, he looked up in a daze with a painful expression on his face.

"Huh? What's wrong?!"

"Hmm? Grandpa is still awake?"

His grandson said, "There's a quarrel outside."

"Arguing? Arguing about what?"

Nan Hanwen came out with his clothes on. He looked over there and saw that many well-mannered teachers had red faces and their hands were shaking with anger. His grandson replied, "I heard that it was for the king's coming-of-age ceremony. The king asked for a thousand gold coins."

"Thousands of gold?"

Nan Hanwen was shocked and felt that this number was very subtle.

One thousand gold is theoretically equivalent to ten thousand taels of silver.

However, based on the exchange rate of gold for silver, one thousand gold could basically be exchanged for twelve thousand to thirteen thousand taels of silver.

This is equivalent to the 13,000 months that the king spent in Huichun Hall when he was young.

I have enough money for my whole life.

I don't know which master gave this money, but this amount is something these celebrities can afford, and they will all feel pain in the heart. However, even though it hurts, they will grit their teeth and pay the money in order to benefit from the King of Qin and the ceremony of coming of age, which will be enough to make their names famous in future generations.

Nan Wenjie said, "Grandpa, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

Nan Hanwen was quite tired before, but now he is full of energy and said, "Who wants to sleep when there is so much fun to do?"

Nan Hanwen had been often looked down upon by these so-called great scholars and celebrities. Now, seeing these guys with red faces, waving their sleeves like rooster feathers, and speaking in high tones out of fear and anger, he felt indescribably happy.

go to bed?

Ha, what are you sleeping for! What the hell!

Watch for fun.

Although he is a serious and sad old scholar who longs for peace in the world, he also has a natural interest in fun, especially when he sees those celebrities who appear to be clean-handed but can easily spend the life savings of the common people in the city.

Nan Hanwen asked his grandson to get a handful of fennel beans and spread them out on the windowsill. He warmed a pot of rice wine, leaned against the breeze, and had some free time on a rare day. He watched the group of people jumping up and down, stuffed a handful of beans into his mouth, and took a sip of wine.

Laugh out loud, but there is a lot of bitterness in the laughter.

Ridiculous, ridiculous, absurd.

Such is the world.

Just drink good wine.

In fact, what Nan Hanwen didn't know was that a certain talented and dignified Prince Qin had originally planned to take out a thousand gold first, and then put out one after a while, and only ninety-nine-eight would be the first hundred.

The first ten only require eighty-eight.

He was forcibly stopped by House Joe.

"It's not shameful to ask for money, but it is shameful to do this, Junior Brother."

The gentle and graceful internal affairs expert directly mentioned Master Wang Tong and said, "If you want it, just force it."

The King of Qin asked, "By force?"

Fang Ziqiao said gently, "Yes, my lord, you make the rules, and these famous scholars will adapt to them. My lord, you have only been practicing under the teacher for a short time, so I will take over the teacher's place and explain the Confucian sage's teachings to you."

"I don't follow the rules, I do whatever I want, I raise an army to attack those I want, this is bullying."

"To set rules that are reasonable and followed by the world is the kingly way."

"If you don't obey the king's orders, it's polite to raise an army to attack you."

"Although you fight, you don't harm innocent people. This is benevolence."

"Chopping the bandit's head into minced meat, steaming it into a meat soup, and distributing it to the people of the world is a military etiquette. The ancient kings did this, and it was also righteousness."

"How can the order of a great king be changed overnight?"

Li Guanyi pondered, "For a famous scholar, I can be very demanding, but I cannot lower my standards. Being very demanding would only make me a ridiculous king, but lowering my standards frequently would actually damage my royal prestige, right?"

House Joe said, "Yes."

Li Guanyi said: "One thousand gold, you won't change it?"

Fang Zi Qiao said: "It cannot be changed. If it is changed, it will damage the king's prestige."

Li Guanyi: "Will they give it?"

Fang Zi Qiao said: "One thousand gold, and I gave it on my knees."

Li Guanyi said: "I asked them for one thousand gold, more than ten thousand taels of silver per head, and they even had to kneel down to thank me and then give me the money."

House Joe said: "This is the admonition of the saints."

Li Guanyi finally realized it and said, "So that's how it is. The saint's teachings are so open, calm, strong and powerful." The two looked at each other, and Li Guanyi couldn't help laughing. He picked up the chess piece next to him, placed a piece at random, and said with a smile:
"Anyway, I'll trouble you all, Senior Brother."

"I accept your order."

Fang Zi Qiao smiled, and felt relieved when he saw that the King of Qin had finally given up the idea. If His Royal Highness the King of Qin really did such a thing, it would be detrimental to his royal prestige.

Just when I was thinking about calling Li Guanyi to continue playing chess.

He glanced at the chessboard, only to find that he had no chance of survival in this game.

The King of Qin had already defeated him while chatting idly.

Fang Zi Qiao looked at the broken chessboard for a long time and couldn't help sighing. He didn't know who raised the King of Qin. Although he didn't understand the teachings of sages, his many skills such as playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were all at a very high level.

"Really, wonderful man."

At the beginning, many great scholars and celebrities, led by Qu Hanxiu, were extremely indignant and strongly condemned the King of Qin. They kept writing brilliant articles to criticize the King of Qin for his behavior of destroying rituals and music.

The King of Qin's reaction was, actually, no reaction.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin is very busy and has no time to care.

This kind of indifference made many celebrities even more furious, but at the same time they felt a little relieved, because although they were very angry on the surface, they were actually holding back, fearing that they would say too much and His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin would hold them accountable.

If something goes wrong, just turn around and run.

Seeing that the King of Qin didn't seem to care, he became more and more excited.

He wrote brilliant articles, gathered many cliques, and made quite a big fuss. All these things were finally reported to the Red Emperor Ji Zichang of Zhongzhou. Ji Zichang was shocked when he heard it. Now the one and a half year old little prince was babbling and calling his adoptive father.

Ji Zichang looked at his precious daughter, but for some reason, he always felt that the reason why this good brother was so eager to come up with the gift money issue was probably because he was stimulated by the one million taels of silver incident involving his daughter.

Then follow the trend, draw inferences from one example, and come up with one.

As expected of you.

Ji Zichang had grown a beard and looked much calmer. He smiled carefree and said in a neutral tone, "The King of Qin really loves money."

“But it’s done in a proper way.”

Then he gave three thousand gold as a gift to himself, Concubine Wen, and the little princess.

Those famous scholars and great thinkers were choked for a moment.

Even the Red Emperor Ji Zichang has given money, and you still don’t.

What means?
Is he looking down on His Royal Highness the King of Qin, or is he refuting the Red Emperor Ji Zichang?
The two brothers, one hard and the other soft, had knives in front and behind, but they trapped the adults in the middle, unable to advance or retreat. In the end, they just paid the money obediently.

This is what is meant by "leading by example".

It does not mean to follow the king's preferences.

But even His Majesty does this, but you don’t. Do you have any opinion about His Majesty?

The Confucian scholars follow the crowd and form cliques.

This can really give them an indescribable sense of security compared to the huge amount of wealth.

More than a hundred people paid money, and there were already more than 100,000 gold, which was exchanged for more than one million taels of silver. However, after Qu Hanxiu paid the money, he walked in with confidence and looked around, and found that those ordinary people were also there.

The great scholar flew into a rage and found the people in Tiance Mansion, angrily scolding them:
"They all say that one needs a thousand gold coins to enter. How can a mud-legged man like you be allowed in?"

The man he was pulling was a gentle, plain-looking man in his early thirties. He listened carefully to Qu Hanxiu's question and asked, "Do you think that great scholars are different from ordinary people?"

Qu Hanxiu said: "Of course it is so."

"We have studied hard since childhood and have been accepted by our teachers. Throughout our lives, we have followed the teachings of the saints and have given away thousands of gold and wealth for the country and the people. Now that we are in power, we must be different from the common people."

The gentle scribe praised, "Indeed, indeed."

Qu Hanxiu said, "They all say that among the four classes of people, scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, scholars are superior. We have studied hard all our lives, and have shown the teachings of the sages. Our reputations spread far and wide, and our articles are brilliant and can be passed down to future generations. How can these ordinary people compare to us?"

The scholar clapped his hands in approval, and said, "Ah, right, right!"

"You are absolutely right!"

“I deeply agree with this.”

Then he changed the subject and said, "That's why I charge you a huge reward."

Qu Hanxiu paused, and the scholar smiled sincerely and said, "If you don't hand over this money, if you don't pay a thousand gold coins as a reward, how can you show that you are great scholars and have lived a simple and frugal life; if you don't pay this money, how can you show that you are famous scholars and are different from the peasants?"

"Like abalone, a delicacy, it will be expensive."

"Right?"

This person's words were sharp, and Qu Hanxiu was speechless for a moment. He talked for an incense stick of time, but was still no match for him. Later he found out that it was Wen He from the academy.

People all over the world praise Wen He for his clever words and he is a famous scholar of the time.

Different from Yan Daiqing in the Western Regions.

There are also rumors in unofficial history that if Wen He was on the right path, he would be the eloquent and quick-witted scholar Wen Qingyu; if he was scheming, he would be the ruthless and treacherous Yan Daiqing from the West.

Since ancient times, famous people have just laughed when reading this article and did not believe it.

What a joke! How could Wen Qingyu, who is quick-witted, gentle and amiable, be Yan Daiqing, who burned down a city and planned to conquer the Western Regions?

After collecting all the silver, there were other gains. Some celebrities and great scholars in foreign countries also sent some visiting cards. When Yan Daiqing sorted them out, this gentle gentleman was silent for a long time, with an expression on his face that was difficult to describe in words, sadness, indignation, powerlessness, joy, all at the same time.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin was puzzled and asked, "Dai Qing, what's wrong?"

"Isn't the gold and silver collected enough?"

Yan Daiqing said: "It's not that it's not enough."

"My Lord, guess how much gold and silver gifts we received?"

Li Guanyi said, "It should be 180,000 gold. If we convert it at a ten to one ratio, it should be 1.8 million taels of silver."

His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin, who was a skilled maneuverer on the battlefield, was calculating in his mind. Although this sum of money was not enough to influence changes in the world, it could once again alleviate the urgent need and make up for many deficits.

Yan Daiqing took a deep breath and said, "Wrong."

"wrong?"

"Ah."

Yan Daiqing said: "It is 18.3 million taels of silver."

His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin had been casually putting the fruit in front of Yan Daiqing into his mouth, but when he heard this, his expression froze and he bit the fruit into pieces, swallowed it in two or three bites, then leaned forward, put his hands on the table, and raised his voice, saying, "How much?!"

Yan Daiqing said: "In addition, there are many jades, gold and silver."

"It seems that they know that the lord often casts tripods, and also sent many famous ritual vessels and chime bells from ancient times. The total value of these bells, converted into gold and silver, is probably close to 30 million taels of silver..."

Li Guanyi murmured: "Thirty million taels..."

"Enough gold and silver to support 30 million households for a month."

"Did you get it with just these two simple sentences?"

When he was young, he had to work hard for a month to earn one or two taels of silver, but now he easily got so much. He just felt it was absurd, sighed, and said, "Why do you have so much? Give me the post."

Yan Daiqing went to get the visiting card and saw gifts from famous people in other places. Even from the State of Chen and the State of Ying, a lot of gold was sent. Even if they were not there, at least he would have a good relationship.

But Li Guanyi saw a name.

First, it is an ancient fu, written in a simple and vigorous style with brilliant literary talent, praising the King of Qin to a level that is rare in heaven and unique on earth. Then he said that although he was in a foreign country, he felt very sorry for what happened to Duke Taiping.

I wanted to help him back then, but unfortunately he was demoted to a remote place in order to maintain his reputation, so I was unable to help him. I felt regretful in my heart. Even today, I often think of this ancient gentleman and famous general, and often sigh with regret.

Fortunately, Duke Taiping had a child like the King of Qin, who was far superior to his father. As a friend, I felt a little comforted.

I know that Li Guanyi now has a plan to pacify the world.

Although he was in an enemy country, he longed to help.

The signature is——

Feng Yuning, the right prime minister of the State of Chen.

Here is five million taels of silver.

Li Guanyi looked at the name and said to himself: "Feng Yuning......"

He sighed and said to Yan Daiqing: "In troubled times, these words seem to be true and false, and it is difficult to distinguish. If it were not for Mr. Nan Hanwen, I might have been fooled by such words."

"Five million taels of silver, that's really a big sum!"

The King of Qin slapped the letter on the table with his backhand, and said with a frown: "He has our money!"

"Come to fool us?!"

"No, does he really think we are so easy to fool just because we are young?"

You use my money to bribe me, and in the end I still have to do you a favor?

This is a famous scholar, this is the so-called great Confucian scholar.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin was almost laughing with anger.

motherfucker.

Lonely money!
When Li Guan saw this fu, he praised it and said, "What a good piece of writing!"

Then he shook it casually, and a wisp of Qilin fire rose from the end of the letter, almost instantly burning the poem full of goodwill and loyalty, turning it into ashes.

Li Guanyi said, "Right Prime Minister Feng Yuning, tell Mr. Wen Qingyu this name."

"Pay special attention to it."

Yan Daiqing said: "Yes."

Li Guanyi looked at the visiting cards one by one, and finally found that for people like Qu Hanxiu, who lived in his own world and only had a visiting card with a gift of one thousand taels of gold, it was actually the cleanest.

All kinds of things, including Chen State, Ying State, civil officials, military officers, and aristocratic families.

They all expressed their goodwill to Li Guanyi and showed their respect for the King of Qin. They seemed to be saying that if the King of Qin won, they would be willing to help him. They knew that Your Majesty was short of gold and silver at the moment, and that a small gift would not be enough to show their respect.

In troubled times, families and the country are falling apart.

Everyone has their own choices, their own desires and greed, which have been fully revealed in this simple piece of letter paper and visiting card.

Li Guanyi could not help but sigh: "This world is like a hole eaten away by termites."

Yan Daiqing said, "My lord, the people sent by Feng Yuning and others to deliver the gifts are mostly their confidants and family members. Among them, the daughter of Feng Yuning's brother who was adopted as his daughter, and the nephew of General Zhenwei are also here."

Li Guanyi raised his eyebrows: "Aristocratic family?"

Yan Daiqing said: "Yes."

Li Guanyi said, "I've known for a long time that even though members of a great family serve as officials in a certain country or dynasty, they will not really trap themselves in that country, but will bet on many sides. I saw it today."

Yan Daiqing asked, "My Lord, how should we deal with them?"

"Should we persuade them to go back, or..."

Li Guanyi said calmly: "No need. If we persuade them to withdraw immediately, those who are planning to place bets will inevitably panic. Keep them calm. Although we will settle the accounts later, we still need to eat this meat now."

"As for those people from the noble families who were sent here."

Li Guanyi thought for a moment and said, "No need to arrange it for me."

Yan Daiqing said: "Oh, is it for Wen Qingyu?"

Li Guanyi grinned: "It's not that serious."

"Young people have not been completely contaminated by the remaining poison of the family. Leave them to General Fan Qing. I believe that the flames of young people have not been completely extinguished. General Fan Qing may be able to awaken their hearts."

Tian Ce Mansion is reorganizing outsiders. The first level must be passed by Yan Daiqing, and the second level is passed by Fan Qing. If these people still fail, they will be sent to Mr. Wen Qingyu in the final round.

Yan Daiqing said: "Yes."

Li Guanyi said, "As for these gold and silver, huh..." He stood up, looked outside, and said, "The daily food quota for children under thirteen years old will be increased by ten coins, and the tax will remain at the basic level and not increase."

"It's winter now, make sure you have basic food supplies."

"Well, cow and sheep milk, eggs and so on are allocated according to households and people."

The King of Qin picked up the invitation card, which represented tens of millions of taels of silver, and scattered it casually. The invitation cards fluttered like snow in winter. With his sleeves fluttering, the young king said, "Take from the people and use it for the people."

"They took from the people, and we are paying them back on their behalf."

"These famous scholars, in this world, have nothing else to ask for."

Yan Daiqing's expression was gentle, and he saluted and said:

"Yes."

Those visiting cards fell like falling snow. Part of the 10 million taels of silver was used as military expenses, part became reserve reserves of gold and silver, and the other part was used to improve people's livelihood and education. Mr. Yan Daiqing did not immediately use the gold and silver as subsidies.

Instead, he used this gold and silver as cash flow to stimulate commercial circulation throughout the Qin territory. He hired caravans to transport dried beef, mutton, wool and other items from the northwest to the south, and then transported books, vegetables and the like from the south to the north.

While stimulating the entire business, the people's living standards will be improved.

Not just giving them money.

The New Year has passed, and the conflicts in Xiyi City are temporarily in a state of vague calm. However, although it is peaceful on the surface, the states of Chen and Ying are accumulating troops in this area, and the country's tax revenue has increased again.

Beneath the apparent tranquility, the feeling is extremely clear, as if a volcano is about to erupt. In the midst of the calm, there is a vague sense of uneasiness.

It was snowing again in the south of the Yangtze River. Officials from all over the place had started discussing how to hold the King of Qin's coming-of-age ceremony a month or two ago. One day, outside this place, an old man came hurriedly. He looked very simple, but he was carrying a large bag on his back.

His clothes were tattered and his shoes were a little damaged. He was holding a dry biscuit, his eyes sparkling, and he finished the biscuit in two or three bites. Looking at the viewing place where dignitaries were coming and going, he mustered up the courage to walk up.

"May I ask, young man?"

The old man spoke to a young man in his twenties, who was wearing simple clothes and looking up at the sky. The young man turned around and said with a smile, "Ah, old man, what's the matter?"

"Young man, is this the place where His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin will have his coming-of-age ceremony?"

The young man raised his eyebrows, looked at the old man, and said, "Yes, old man, you are..."

The old man scratched his head and said awkwardly, "I am from Youguo Village, more than 700 miles away from here. The villagers heard that His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin was about to come of age, so they pooled money to let me come and see him. We have lived very well in the past few years, and we always felt that we had to come here to take a look."

He rubbed his big hands together, looked at the plaque, looked at the people passing by, and said, "What does this say?"

"I heard it's a gift money? We've collected some money but I don't know if it's enough."

The young man looked at the package the old man was wearing and asked, "How much did you collect?"

The old man grinned, took off the package, picked it up, and felt it was heavy and rustling. He opened it and saw that it was full of copper coins. With a gleam in his eyes, the old man said:

"Every family of ours has contributed a little. People in our area give some copper coins for marriages. This is what we have collected. We just want to come and take a look."

"I don't know about this place. It may be different in the city. I don't know if it's enough..."

The old man heard the sneers coming from the high-ranking officials passing by, and seemed to realize that what he had given was not enough. His face flushed a little. He stood on the street in the capital city holding the package awkwardly, not knowing what to do with himself.

"No, if it's not enough, we can get more and more."

"No, that's enough."

The young man looked at the package calmly, chuckled and said, "It's enough." He stretched out his hand, picked up a copper coin from the package, and placed it in his palm. The copper coin was round on the outside and square on the inside. The young man clasped his five fingers together:

"I do receive your courtesy."

"What a great gift."

After the old man realized what was happening, the young man smiled gently and said seriously, in the face of the old man's disbelieving and stunned gaze:

"Thank you."

(End of this chapter)