The Qin Dynasty opened the Hengqu Four Sentences, sweeping away all the schools of thought

Little Sage Village.

In his secluded place in the bamboo forest, Xunzi was concentrating on reading the letter sent by Su Xuan.

In the letter, Su Xuan first recounted his experiences in recent times, and then brought up the main business, which was to ask Confucianists for people to serve as officials in the Qin State.

He and these Confucian disciples came from the same Xiaoshengxian Manor, so they had a closer relationship, which made it easier for him to build his own power. The Confucian disciples, on the other hand, had the opportunity to enter the court and realize their ambitions. It could be said that this was a win-win cooperation.

This brat really knows how to make use of the resources around him!

Xunzi stroked his beard, smiled and shook his head.

He nonchalantly poured himself a cup of tea. As he poured it, white mist rose. Before he even picked up the cup, the refreshing tea aroma hit him in the face.

The name of this tea is Snow Top Silver Shuttle. It was sent by Su Xuan a month ago. It is not very precious. It is just a rare tea known to all the people in the seven countries.

Before this, Su Xuan had sent him many things, including white jade chopsticks made of ivory, glass teacups and teapots, a rare copy of the Go chess manual, and even the mirror sent by Su Xuan was placed in the room where he rested.

As for the entire Confucianism, thanks to his "filial piety", the living standards of food, clothing and daily necessities were elevated to a higher level.

In comparison, the other two disciples were much more dull.

Han Fei and Li Si were not partial teachers. Everything they did was for Confucianism.

He did not make a direct decision, but waved his hand to call a boy over and asked him to pass the letter to the Confucian leader Fu Nian.

As the head of Confucianism, he knows what to do to benefit Confucianism.

After reading the letter, Fu Nian thought about it for a while and made a decision.

Confucianism has always had the tradition of "Confucianists not entering Qin".

Confucianism governs the country with rites, advocating rule by rites, rule by virtue, and rule by man, while the Qin State governs the country with laws, and its people are tough and do not follow rites and laws. The two philosophies of governing are contradictory and they are naturally incompatible.

This phenomenon has continued from the time of Confucius to the present day, until his uncle Xunzi proposed the theory of human nature being evil and advocated the combination of rites and laws. Only then did Confucian scholars change their views on the Qin State, and gradually some people began to serve in the Qin State.

Fu Nian agreed with Su Xuan's proposal in his heart.

The students in Xiaoshengxian Manor came from all over the seven countries. Among them were many nobles and people of prominent status, but there were also people whose families had fallen on hard times and who were unable to realize their ambitions. For them, entering and leaving the Qin court was indeed a rare opportunity.

He publicized this matter while giving lectures in school.

Those who have their own ideas in their hearts will naturally fight for a future. As for those who dislike the Qin State, no matter how much you say, it will be useless.

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Seven days later, farmhouse, Daze Mountain.

"Greetings, His Excellency the Prime Minister." Situ Wanli bowed respectfully with a look of emotion.

Even though everyone knew that Su Xuan was no ordinary person, who could have imagined that he could go from being a commoner to a powerful prime minister in just a few months?

He regretted it deeply. If he had bet more on Su Xuan and taken his relationship with him a step further, the benefits he would have gained would be more than ten times greater now.

But it's not too late.

Looking at the head of Shennong Hall, Zhu Jia, and the steward Zhu Zhong who were following Su Xuan, his eyes flashed, and he thought that he must not let them get ahead of him.

"Master Situ, long time no see." Su Xuan nodded slightly and responded with a smile.

"Brother Situ, do you know the Prime Minister?" Zhu Jia took the opportunity to intervene in the conversation.

"This matter has to start from the Qianlongtang Yibao Conference in Xinzheng a few months ago. The Qu Gengli that I vigorously promoted was handed to me by the Prime Minister himself." He clasped his hands and said in a deep voice, "The Prime Minister is dedicated to the people and does not ask for any reward, but I have gained a lot of credit for promoting Qu Gengli. The hero even transferred me back to the Nongjia headquarters to be in charge of this matter. Situ Wanli is unworthy of this!"

"Master Situ is wrong." Su Xuan shook his head and looked not far away, where rice fields were connected together, like pieces of jade spread out in the mountains. As the breeze blew, the rice waves rose and fell, creating layers of ripples.

"When the fields are covered with golden wheat ears and the farmers have smiles on their faces during the autumn harvest, that will be the best reward for me."

"If all the people in power in the world were like the Prime Minister, every household with thousands of children from farming families would be able to have enough food to eat." Zhu Jia was deeply touched. As the head of the Shennong Hall of the farming family, no one knew the difficult situation of the farming disciples better than him.

"That day will come." Su Xuan said firmly, and then asked, "How are the potatoes and sweet potatoes being grown?"

He was invited by Tian Guang to come and check the potato planting situation.

"This matter concerns the livelihoods of thousands of farmers' disciples. The people who are responsible for the cultivation and supervision are all the most experienced among the farmers' disciples." Situ Wanli answered first, "If nothing unexpected happens, the hero should be at the place where the crops are grown right now."

The three of them talked as they walked, and soon they arrived at the place where potatoes and sweet potatoes were planted.

Tian Guang patrolled back and forth, talked with the farmers' disciples from time to time, and personally demonstrated unprecedented attention.

"Greetings, Lord Xiangguo." Tian Guang's face lit up after seeing Su Xuan. "We followed the planting manual of Lord Xiangguo and smeared plant ash on the cut potatoes and dried them in a cool and ventilated place for two days. The soil we chose for planting was also loose and breathable sandy soil. Now most of the seeds have sprouted."

"Please ask the Prime Minister to help me see if there is anything wrong."

Su Xuan looked at the lush bean sprouts, walked along the path in the field, grabbed a handful of soil, rubbed it to feel it, then took a look at the planting density and whether there were any diseases or insect pests. After confirming that everything was correct, he gave Tian Guang a reply.

He also mentioned one additional point, which was that the farming disciples should not be too clever and should just follow the planting manual. If they wanted to improve and increase the yield, they should wait until the next harvest and then select a batch of seeds for experiments.

After finishing the work, Tian Guang invited Su Xuan to stay for dinner, but Su Xuan politely declined.

He said goodbye to Tian Guang and his group, asked the six sword slaves who were accompanying them to hide in the dark, and wandered around.

If you want to know the current situation of the country, you can easily find out from the lives of the grassroots people.

Farmers were tilling the soil with hoes in the fields, and groups of women were returning home leisurely and happily, carrying bags of mulberry leaves and singing ballads.

"In the ten acres of land, the mulberry growers are idle, and I will go with you."

"Ten acres away, the mulberry trees are busy. I will go with you."

Su Xuan instantly recognized the song they were singing, it was "Ten Acres" from the Wei Feng Collection of the Book of Songs.

He walked and stopped, and would go up to and chat with farmers who were resting. He would also stop for a while when he saw women bringing children to farmers in the fields, taking in the ancient culture. While feeling the unique flavor, he also felt the hardships of the farmers.

In ancient times, people worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. The sunrise time was between five and seven o'clock. Most farmers got up at five o'clock and were busy with farming, chopping wood, fishing, hunting, cutting thatch, twisting hemp ropes... In their spare time, they would be conscripted to build palaces for the powerful families. They were busy with this all year round, year after year, and they didn't even have the leisure time to stop and enjoy themselves.

In ancient times when productivity was insufficient, perhaps this is the origin of the saying "when a country prospers, the people suffer, and when a country perishes, the people suffer."