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In March of the ninth year of the First Emperor of the Qin Dynasty, the First Emperor came to the Daqin Academy of Literature. The Daqin Academy of Literature offered wine, Zhao Fusheng, and 163 doctors from the Academy of Arts to greet him.
Qin Shihuang stepped down from the Nine Dragons Jade Chariot and said to Zhao Fusheng and others: "My lords, there is no need to be polite."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Everyone thanked and stood up.
Qin Shihuang entered the Daqin Academy of Literature and came all the way to Zhixing Pavilion.
The First Emperor sat on the pavilion, and everyone knelt on both sides.
The First Emperor said: "Now the Qin Dynasty has a vast territory, with Hangyang Star as the center and the Milky Way as the springboard. The trend of marching into the vast universe has become more and more obvious. However, the empire's political philosophy is still within one country and one boundary, Zhao Jijiu."
Zhao Fusheng quickly stood up and walked out of the queue: "I am here."
The First Emperor said: "I ordered you to take charge of the affairs of imperial literature and to integrate the learning of hundreds of schools of thought. Will you achieve any results?"
Zhao Fusheng said: "Back to Your Majesty, please allow me to recommend a few people to Your Majesty."
"Yes." Qin Shihuang nodded.
¡°Then Zhao Fusheng turned around and pointed to the man in the queue on the left, a man with a long beard and a Chinese character face, and said: ¡°Dr. Shaozhong is a master of Confucianism. He has studied ancient and modern Confucianism carefully, and is the master of Confucianism in the world.¡±
Qin Shihuang frowned slightly and said, "Confucianism?"
Zhao Fusheng said: "Your Majesty wants to manage the vast territory, and it is necessary for hundreds of families to use it. Otherwise, the yin will not grow, and the yang will not grow. If only one family is used, it will inevitably be lacking."
Qin Shihuang nodded, looked at Shao Zhong and said, "What kind of Confucianism did you learn, sir?"
Shaozhong stood up to pay homage, and then said, "Your Majesty, I am Gong Yangru."
"Please give me a try," Qin Shihuang said.
Shaozhong said: "In the past, Gongyang asked Confucius: 'Can the revenge of the ninth generation be avenged?' Confucius replied: 'The king's way is restored, respecting the king and resisting the barbarians. The revenge of the tenth generation can still be avenged'. By the time of the Han Dynasty, After four or five generations of emperors and sixty years of hard work, the Han Dynasty finally wiped out the Huns and avenged Bai Deng's revenge and the shame of Yi Xue's marriage. This is why the Han Dynasty said: 'Can nine generations take revenge? Even a hundred lifetimes. I also want to take revenge!'. This is the so-called Gongyang Confucianism, that is, the theory of great revenge."
"Okay." Qin Shihuang said with bright eyes: "The theory of great revenge is wonderful. This theory is very suitable to my liking."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shaozhong thanked him.
After Shao Zhong returned to his seat, Zhao Fusheng pointed to the second person and said, "Dr. Yuan Kang is proficient in peasant theory and is the master of peasant theory."
Qin Shihuang looked at Yuan Kang who was coming out of the queue and said: "What do you have to say, sir?"
Dr. Yuankang was wearing plain clothes, and his body decoration was quite simple, with only a piece of sapphire hanging around his waist.
After the first emperor of Yuan Kang Dynasty saluted, he said in a Shaanxi dialect: "Wherever the army attacks, the land will be planted."
"It's over." Yuanyasu said.
Zhao Fusheng smiled helplessly and said to Qin Shihuang: "Dr. Yuankang is a straightforward and simple person. Your Majesty, don't blame him."
The First Emperor laughed and said: "Well said, the truth is simple and easy to understand, pragmatic and capable, very good."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yuan Kang thanked him and then left.
At this moment, Zhao Fusheng pointed to the third person and said: "Dr. Bi Yan is proficient in Mohist theory and is the master of Mohist theory."
The First Emperor looked at Bi Yan, who came out of the queue to pay homage: "Your Majesty."
The First Emperor said: "There is no need to say anything about Mr. Bi Yan, I know."
Bi Yan said: "Your Majesty, the speed of the empire's spaceship has now reached 0.5% of the speed of light. If we want to continue to break through, we need to find stronger fuel and spacecraft hull materials in the galaxy."
The First Emperor stroked his beard and said, "I understand. Tomorrow, I will discuss your love with you and report it to the court."
Bi Yan responded respectfully: "Yes."
After Bi Yan retreated, Zhao Fusheng pointed to the fourth person and said: "Dr. Elstein, a master of nuclear physics."
Dr. Elstein, who was obviously white, stepped out of the procession and saluted: "Greetings to His Majesty the Supreme Emperor."
The First Emperor looked at Elstein and said, "When will Aiqing's team achieve a breakthrough in controllable nuclear fusion?"
When talking about this, Elstein immediately said excitedly: "With the new materials and substances that the Empire is constantly sending back from alien planets, I believe that the hope of a breakthrough in controllable nuclear fusion is not far away."
Qin Shihuang nodded and said: "My dear, you can go back and tell all the scientific people that as long as they complete the breakthrough of controllable nuclear fusion, I will personally award them with honors."
Elstein responded loudly: "As you command, Your Majesty."
"Next person"
Tingwei Mansion,When the verdict against Fan Jiang came down, Fang Rong was a little surprised.
"The three Yi tribes?" Fang Rong, the head of the Hidden Investigation Department, looked a little solemn, "Is it too heavy?"
Boyi said: "Our laws in Da Qin have always been strict, but now they are very relaxed."
As a modern person, Fang Rong has basically never implemented the punishment of genocide in Da Qin. It is a punishment for great crimes.
"But Fan Jiang is now directly sentenced to the Yi tribe, and Fang Rong finds it difficult to accept it.
"What are you thinking about?" Bo Yi looked at Fang Rong's expression and asked softly.
Fang Rong said: "For the record, Wei Ting, my subordinates are wondering whether we can implement moral rule in the empire in the future. If everyone in the world is moral, there will be no need for such harsh punishments."
Boyi frowned and said, "As an official of Tingwei Mansion, it is inappropriate for you to say such things."
Fang Rong said: "Lord Tingwei, our purpose of harsh punishments is to deter the world so that they will not dare to commit crimes. If everyone in the world has morals, knows their integrity and does not commit crimes, then our purpose has been achieved. ?"
"Absurd." Bo Yi said calmly: "The human heart is the most unreliable thing and must be restrained by harsh criminal laws. If theft requires cutting off the arm, then the thief will not dare to steal again. If treason requires the annihilation of the three tribes, Then no one will dare to commit treason.¡±
Fang Rong was silent for a long time, and then asked: "I believe that it is much better to restrain the subjects with morality than severe punishment."
When Bo Yi heard this, he suddenly laughed, looked at Fang Rong, a young subordinate, and said: "You said that it is unrealistic to use morality to restrain the subjects. We, the Qin Dynasty, have been governing the country according to the Legalist theory since ancient times. We advocate severe punishment. However, there are two exceptions."
Fang Rong looked at Bo Yi and saw Bo Yi say: "His Majesty the First Emperor and the Prime Minister, the laws of our Da Qin are invalid for these two people. Therefore, we can only use morality to require and restrain your Majesty and the Prime Minister."
Boyi looked at Fang Rong and said, "You should understand that morality is a concept that comes up when we don't have enough power, or we don't have the power to restrict others at all."
¡°When you have enough strength to make rules for others, you can choose to be ¡®moral¡¯ or ¡®immoral¡¯ yourself.¡±
"Only when you have nothing to do with others, you should promote morality in the hope of restraining them."
Having said this, Boyi sent the imperial edict in his hand to Fang Rong, "Execute it."
Fang Rong took the imperial decree, which was related to the lives of more than 300 people, with both hands. She sighed softly in her heart, and then respectfully responded: "Yes."
In the death row of Tingwei Mansion, Fan Jiang was sitting cross-legged in the cell, waiting for the last moment to come.
He doesn¡¯t know yet that all three of his clans have been imprisoned, because he is imprisoned in a special prison in Tingwei Mansion, which is specially used to imprison high-ranking officials of the empire.
¡®Bangdang¡¯ As the heavy iron door of the prison was opened, Zhou Cong, the head of the execution department, led someone in.
"Open." Zhou Cong ordered someone to open the iron door of the cell where Fan Jiang was imprisoned, and then stepped inside.
There is an attendant behind Zhou Cong, holding a long wooden plate in his hand, with a long sword placed on the wooden plate.
Fan Jiang raised his head and looked at Zhou Cong.
Since he was imprisoned, although he has confessed everything, he has never admitted guilt.
Because he feels that he has made a meritorious service for the sake of peace between the two worlds, he is not guilty.
"Your Majesty has decreed that Fan Jiang has committed treason and collaborated with the enemy. His crime is unpardonable and he belongs to the Yi tribe." Zhou Cong read out the court's verdict expressionlessly.
When Fan Jiang heard this sentence, he trembled all over. He knew that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that it would be the Yi tribe.
"In the civilized era, such harsh punishments still exist." Fan Jiang's heart trembled, his eyes were about to burst, and blood and tears even flowed from his eyes.
Zhou Cong said calmly: "What is civilization? I don't need you to define it. You are not qualified."
Fan Jiang's eyes shed tears of blood and he was blind. He said in a deep voice: "What I did was all for justice, and I will never regret it. It's just that I have no choice but to hurt my family and relatives, and they will understand me."
"No." Zhou Cong said indifferently: "The seven-year-old granddaughter you love most, she said she never wanted to have a grandfather like you, so she would never be able to eat the cherries she likes."
Fan Jiang¡¯s breath stagnated, and then he suddenly began to gasp rapidly.
Soon after, Fan Jiang¡¯s face became distorted and his heart ached.
Zhou Cong waved his hand gently, and the manager stepped forward holding the wooden plate.
Zhou Cong looked at Fan Jiang and said: "Dr. Shaozhong is a master of Confucianism. He once said, 'You can't punish a doctor.' You were once a great emperor of the empire, so the Prime Minister allows you to kill yourself. Please go ahead."
Fan Jiang took the sword with trembling hands, pulled it out with a "choking" sound, then stretched out his hand and flicked the sword lightly, making a crisp sword cry.
Zhou Cong asked: "Is the sword good?"
Fan Jiang did not answer, and then remained silent for a long time, and finally committed suicide with a horizontal sword.
Afterwards, all the three tribes of Fanjiang, a total of more than 300 people, were beheaded and died. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??Honglu, so the Prime Minister has given you permission to kill yourself, please. "
Fan Jiang took the sword with trembling hands, pulled it out with a "choking" sound, then stretched out his hand and flicked the sword lightly, making a crisp sword cry.
Zhou Cong asked: "Is the sword good?"
Fan Jiang did not answer, and then remained silent for a long time, and finally committed suicide with a horizontal sword.
Afterwards, all the three tribes of Fanjiang, a total of more than 300 people, were beheaded and died. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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