Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

"Why?"

Fusu blinked his confused eyes. He couldn't understand all this yet, and the previous doctor had never taught him this.

"Because your status is different from theirs."

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Fusu and said seriously.

He was really worried about Fusu, fearing that something bad might happen to him, just like what happened in history.

If there was no outstanding successor, even if Ying Zheng unified the six kingdoms, wouldn't Liu Bang still take advantage of him?

This will definitely not work.

"A nation cannot be governed by the opinions of only one school. Even if a nation becomes powerful for a short time, it will leave behind many flaws. If future generations mishandle them, they could easily undo the efforts of generations of ancestors. Therefore, you must understand and know all schools of thought. However, the children of clans are different. They will serve the king in the future, so they only need to learn from one school. The king needs to understand their strengths so that they can fully utilize their strengths and make the nation even stronger."

Knowing that the teacher was intentionally teaching him, Fusu carefully wrote down every word Zhang Yuanqing said. Afraid that he would forget, he took a notebook and wrote it down.

Before dinner, Fusu returned to the Xianyang Palace.

Naturally, he went to Ying Zheng first, and Ying Zheng looked at his son's notes for a long time.

It has to be said that these words had a great impact on him.

"Okay, my son will go to Zhang Qing for advice more often in the future."

"promise."

Fusu happily took his notes and left, leaving Ying Zheng sitting alone in Zhangtai Palace in silence for a long time.

Shi Yi lowered his head and stood guard at the door, not daring to make a sound.

"Shi Yi, go to the library."

After a long time, Ying Zheng suddenly spoke. Shi Yi was frightened and trembled, then quickly followed.

There were countless books in the library. When the servants guarding the library saw the king coming, they all knelt down and saluted.

"You guys go about yourselves."

"promise."

Ying Zheng walked skillfully to a row of shelves and took out a set of bamboo slips.

Seeing that Ying Zheng was watching seriously, Shi Yi took his men to carefully light the candles in the room more vigorously, and then carefully guarded the door.

The autumn night was already chilly, but Ying Zheng was so engrossed in watching that he didn't feel the chill at all.

The candle oil was added again and again. Shi Yi wanted to speak several times, but closed his mouth again.

He is different from Zhao Gao. Shi Yi is very honest and never interferes in matters that are not his business.

Before he knew it, the night had passed and the warm morning sun was shining in. Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips in his hand and rubbed his dry eyes. Although he had not slept all night, he was still in good spirits.

"Put all these away."

"promise."

Shi Yi and his men carefully sorted out the bamboo slips that Ying Zheng had read.

"My king, go back and wash up first."

"Ah."

Ying Zheng walked silently in front, followed by Shi Yi and others.

As he walked, Ying Zheng was still thinking about the history books he had read yesterday.

He looked at the dynasties of Yao, Shun, Yu, Xia and Shang last night.

Although the records were not detailed, they were enough for him to understand what he wanted to know.

The more he looked at Ying Zheng, the more frightened he became.

If I hadn't read Fusu's records yesterday, I wouldn't have realized the problems Qin was facing now.

He needs to think carefully about how to solve this problem.

Maybe you can ask Zhang Qing.

He must know.

After returning to Zhangtai Palace, Ying Zheng washed up and summoned the left prime minister Changping Jun to help him handle government affairs.

After being hungry all night, Ying Zheng enjoyed his breakfast happily.

A bowl of millet porridge and a few pancakes. Of course, this way of eating pancakes was Zhang Qing's idea.

After dinner, Ying Zheng also prepared to handle government affairs.

At this time, the Left Prime Minister was already sitting there reading the memorials.

I would occasionally review a few sentences.

It was not until Ying Zheng came in that he put down his pen and stood up to greet him.

"Meet the king."

"Stand up, Prime Minister, you have worked hard."

"It is my honor to share the king's worries, so it is not hard work."

Changping Jun was ecstatic inside, but he didn't show it on his face.

This was the first time the king had someone help him read memorials, and he was the only one who had this honor.

"sit."

"promise."

"Prime Minister, what do you think is lacking in the Qin State?"

Changping Jun had just sat down when he heard the king say this. His heart skipped a beat, and after a moment's reflection, he spoke: "Your Majesty, the power of Qin is so great that other states still cannot rival it. I cannot think of any other shortcomings."

"Ah."

Hmm, what does that mean?

"Let's take care of government affairs."

"promise."

Then Ying Zheng started to get busy seriously. Xiong Qi was confused by the question and ended up looking dumbfounded.

As autumn deepened on the border of Zhao State, General Li Mu kept a close eye on the movements of the Huns.

A few days ago, the Huns looted another village. Fortunately, they were discovered in time, and Li Mu led 5,000 cavalrymen to hunt down more than 300 Huns.

At the junction of Zhao and Yan, the border of Yan was also harassed by the Donghu people.

The two sides fought several times and each suffered losses.

The states of Zhao and Yan were annexed on the border, and neither dared to launch a large-scale attack on the foreign enemy, for fear that their homes would be robbed if they were not careful.

But the Xiongnu and Donghu people were really hateful. They were brutal and fierce, but they didn't have so many plans. Several villages on the border had been slaughtered.

Today, there are countless disaster victims on the border between Zhao and Yan.

Ying Zheng received this news two days later.

"Notify all the ministers to come and discuss important matters."

"promise."

Soon, the three dukes and nine ministers arrived at the Xianyang Palace one by one in the carriage, and Zhang Yuanqing was also helped out of the carriage by Ada.

"Cough cough cough."

The cold air outside made Zhang Yuanqing feel uncomfortable in his lungs and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Brother Zhang, are you still not well? Why don't you ask a doctor to take a look?"

Li Si has lost a lot of weight these days, but he is more energetic.

When he saw Zhang Yuanqing's face turning pale from coughing, he said worriedly.

"Master Zhang, please don't be afraid of doctors. It would be better to let Doctor Xia see you."

Wei Zhuang looked at people who were even weaker than him and couldn't help shaking his head. Perhaps this was what it meant when wisdom becomes too great.

Alas, no one is perfect and nothing is absolute.

"The Great King Arrives"

"Meet the king."

"All the nobles, please stand up."

"This is the news I received today, everyone please take a look."

After saying this, Ying Zheng gave Shi Yi a look. Shi Yi went to the inner room to get the memorial and handed it to the left and right prime ministers, asking everyone to circulate it.

"Your Majesty, there is constant friction between Zhao and Yan. Although we are not yet able to do anything due to external enemies, there will definitely be a war between the two countries next year. I believe we should be prepared."

Meng Ao's old body was still strong, and he usually would not speak in the court.

"Your Majesty, I agree with what General Meng said."

Wang Jian also stepped forward to second the motion.

The other generals were also ready to fight.

This is the time for them to achieve great things.

Historically, in the eleventh year of King Zheng of Qin, Zhao and Yan went to war, and Qin attacked Zhao in the name of saving Yan. Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but look at Meng Ao.

He is indeed a famous general of Qin State.

Now let's look at Wang Jian, the father and son who destroyed five kingdoms. As expected, they had a unique strategic vision.

"I second the proposal."

"I second the proposal."

The civil officials kept silent. This was not their forte, so they decided to leave it to the military generals. If they stopped these military brats from fighting, they might even dare to fight them in the court.