Mo Yuan's eyes fell on him: "There are no outsiders here, so you can talk as you please."

After hearing Mo Yuan's words, the Mohist Ranger spoke immediately.

"I thought this might be my chance!"

"The eldest son is good at mechanical arts, which shows that he is not opposed to my Mohist school. The Legalist Li Si could become strong by relying on Ying Zheng, so why can't my Mohist school prosper by relying on Fusu?"

"No, this is not in line with my Mohist philosophy!"

Someone objected.

"Why not? Love all, not aggression? Now the world has been returned to the Qin Dynasty, and there is no more war. Fusu's trip is a model of love for all! Even the First Emperor did not have such courage to regard the people of the six countries as the people of the Qin Dynasty. I think Fusu can definitely win!"

For a moment, a heated discussion broke out in the room....and the focus of the discussion was nothing more than whether the current Qin Dynasty conformed to the Mohist philosophy;

One side believed that the Qin Dynasty was a tyrannical country, which was contrary to the Mohist thought and that one should not seek the skin of a tiger;

The other side believes that the future of Qin belongs to Fusu. Judging from Fusu's governance, he is obviously a benevolent monarch, which is in line with Mohist thought. Moreover, Fusu is so good at mechanical arts, so he is obviously more receptive to Mohism. With mechanical arts as an opportunity, Mohists can take this opportunity to enter the court and strengthen Mohism.

While the two sides were arguing, Mo Yuan, a leader of the Mohist school, closed his eyes and rested....

Suddenly, a bold idea came into his mind...

Just looking at this waterwheel and the curved plow, we can see that Fusu's mechanical skills are probably the best in the world! If the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty becomes a great master of my Mohist school... then...

Ok?

What am I thinking?

But it seems that this path is not impossible...

........

The Mohists debated endlessly.

Farmer Wang Quan has organized villagers to build a curved plow and a waterwheel.

At the same time, Wang Ben also led his army to the Afang Palace and began to recruit corvée labor...

.........

The site where Afang Palace was built.

Skinny people are working half-dead... Every one of them is filled with despair, without a single ray of hope...

The supervisors basically did not treat the corvée laborers as human beings, and would whip them if they were negligent;

There were screams everywhere, it was so miserable!

It's a new day again.

But for the people who participated in the corvée, it was a journey to hell...

A new day, can I still survive?

Can we still see the sun tomorrow?

"Alas, when will this day end?"

In the quarry, Li Erniu was moving stones while glancing at the supervisor not far away...

"Keep working on it. Maybe we can go home when the next batch of corvée labor arrives."

said another.

According to the regulations, every male laborer in the Qin Dynasty was required to serve for one month every year, but this was not the case in practice. For example, Li Erniu had worked for a year but had no intention of being sent home.

If there are not enough people for corvée labor, then you have to keep doing it.

"It's really hard to bear. The food is getting less and less. It's not a big deal to just work and not have enough to eat."

"You, stop complaining. We are doing well here. If it were in the north, you would have to go build the Great Wall. That would be a really deadly job!"

"Why? You want to build the Great Wall?"

Hearing this, Li Erniu shuddered subconsciously.

Build the Great Wall?

That's really a life of death!

The Great Wall was built between mountains and forests, and the work was done day and night. The mountains are towering and the terrain is steep. Moreover, the stones had to be carried. If one accidentally fell off the mountain, there would be no chance of survival.

It's still okay during the day, but at night, when it's pitch dark and we still have to repair it, the mortality rate is extremely high!

"Forget it, I suddenly feel that it's okay to be here."

Building the Afang Palace here would just be a little tiring, and you wouldn't have enough food to eat, but it wouldn't lead to you falling off the mountain and dying.

"Stop chatting, the supervisor is looking at us, if we continue chatting, something bad will happen!"

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