Daqin: After eighteen years of forbearance, the useless prince went crazy with killing

Can tens of thousands of volumes be printed in one day, or even hundreds of thousands of volumes?

After Fu Sheng and the others saw the paper "The Analects of Confucius", they were already shocked.

At that time, Qin Shihuang recruited 70 doctoral students from Qi and Lu Confucian scholars, and those who could capture Ying Zhengfa's eyes were not fools.

They knew at a glance how profound the significance of this kind of book called paper is to inheritance knowledge.

Fu Sheng gently stroked a corner of the book with his fingertips, and then stroked the words on it, as if Chunyu Yue had been fascinated before.

"The emperor personally annotated Confucian classics..." Fu Sheng sighed.

Chunyu Yue said at this time: "Your Majesty also said that using harsh criminal laws to restrain the people is just to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. If the people in the world are well versed in etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame, there will naturally be no more criminals in the world, and the lives of the people will be better. stand up."

Shusun Tong turned around and asked even more excitedly: "Your Majesty really said that?"

Chunyu Yue nodded: "Chunyu Yue dared not speak nonsense about such a major event."

Shusun Tong suppressed his excitement, pondered for a moment, and sighed: "Your Majesty is really a benevolent king. It is a great blessing to have such a monarch in the Qin Dynasty!"

Fu Sheng nodded and said excitedly: "Your Majesty killed Zhao Gao, killed Li Si, and made trouble. He also had thunderous means to convince the three major clans and was also concerned about the world. If we are unfaithful to such a monarch, we will be ashamed of the people of the world!"

"You must not give up the righteousness because of your personal relationship with your son Fusu!"

The doctors nodded one after another and raised the flag for justice.

"Your Majesty even saved Hu Hai his life, which shows that he will not hurt Fusu, and he values ​​love and righteousness."

"Although young master Fusu is also both virtuous and talented, he is too weak and can be a minister, but he lacks some domineeringness for the king."

"No wonder the First Emperor refused to become a crown prince for a long time. I guess he knew the talent and virtue of His Majesty today."

The doctors said and said, as if they had forgotten their previous swearing loyalty to Fusu.

Chunyu Yue looked at Shusun Tong with a smile: "Do you brothers and sisters still want to resign and return to Lu?"

Uncle Sun Tong turned red, took three steps back, bent down and bowed: "Junior Brother Chunyu, I offended me just now! Please forgive me."

Fu Sheng also took three steps back and bowed: "Your Majesty can make such a decision, my junior brother must have been a lot of trouble, but we are still rude. My junior brother is magnanimous, don't worry."

A group of doctors saluted Chunyu Yue one after another.

Chunyu Yue did not say why Zhao Ling made such a decision, but in their opinion, if the new king succeeded to the throne, he would make an indispensable contribution to the new emperor's decision to change the government orders issued by the First Emperor, or even to change the policy of governing the country.

At this moment, Chunyu Yue has become the new leader of Confucianism. If Zhao Ling really educates the people with Confucianism, then Chunyu Yue's contributions can be comparable to those of Confucian saints.

Chunyu Yue suddenly realized a problem, and his classmates seemed to have misunderstood.

If he did not explain, he would have made contributions to the new emperor in the eyes of everyone. Maybe his reputation would be kept in history in the future, and Confucian disciples would remember his contributions.

"Don't do this with all your brothers. Your Majesty is a benevolent king. Today I meet Your Majesty. Chunyu Yue has no advice. Don't misunderstand me." Chunyu Yue hurriedly helped Fusheng and Shusun Tong up, "Two senior brothers, brothers, Chunyu Yue dared not be greedy for the achievements of heaven, nor did he want to be the one who deceived the world and stole the reputation."

Fu Sheng, Shusun Tong and others stood up straight and looked at Chunyu Yue with admiration.

Chunyu Yue actually wanted such a great contribution, which shows his character.

Chunyu Yue said seriously: "Everyone, Xi Wenyan and others have opened warehouses and released grain to help the victims. Now the Qin Dynasty is hungry and killed everywhere. We are learning the sages and want to educate the world with Confucianism. Should we do our best at this time?"

Fu Sheng nodded: "Fu Sheng is willing to disperse all his family's wealth to help the people!"

Shusun Tong pondered, "We still need to return to Lu to gather the power of Confucian disciples to help the people."

Chunyu Yue nodded slightly and bowed and said, "You also ask the two senior brothers to return to Lu to tell Senior Brother Kong Jia the words of His Majesty today, so that he will not do stupid things, and call on Confucian scholars all over the world to help the victims and let the people of the Qin Dynasty spend the disaster. ”

The doctors agreed, surprisingly without any objection.

Confucianism will spread throughout the world, and all three major clans have begun to help the victims. If their Confucianism does not set an example, what else can they say about teaching the people benevolence and righteousness in the future?

The matter of relief to the victims has been decided. Fu Sheng and Shusun Tong will go to Lu to raise money and food.

Fu Sheng said to Chunyu Yue with a thick face: "Junior Brother Chunyu, I wonder if I can let Brother Yu bring this paper "The Analects of Confucius" back to Lu to give Senior Brother Kong Jia a view?"

"This..." Chunyu Yue was really hesitant this time.

Although Zhao Ling said that in the future, he might be able to print ten thousand or even hundreds of thousands of volumes a day, there is only one volume in the world now!

Shusun Tong also hurriedly said, "Junior brother, I also want to use the Book of Documents to read it, I want to see it."Your Majesty’s understanding of Confucianism today. ”

One of them borrowed the Analects of Confucius and the other borrowed the Book of Documents!

And they also want to bring the book back to Lu.

Chunyu Yue looked a little embarrassed. He could not even give up on his great contributions, but now the two of them borrowed books really made him embarrassed.

"Two senior brothers, it's not that my junior brother won't lend you, but that the mountains and rivers from Xianyang to Lu are far away. If there is any damage... this..."

Before he could finish his words, Fu Sheng hurriedly said, "Don't worry, brother Yu, brother Yu, if a corner of the book is damaged, brother Yu is willing to commit suicide."

Shusun Tong also hurriedly said, "I am willing to protect my life for you for my brother!"

"..." Chunyu Yue was completely speechless. What were the two old guys saying just now?

Don’t they care about the things His Majesty gives?

Chunyu Yue also read the Analects of Confucius written by Zhao Ling in Zhangtai Palace. He had not had time to read the "Shangshu"...

"It's better for the two senior brothers to set out tomorrow. Rong Chunyu Yue read the "Shangshu" first, and then take it away." Chunyu Yue sighed inwardly and could only make a compromise.

Both of them have their lives as a guarantee, what else can he say?

"If you want to read the rest of the books, please move to Chunyu Yue's home to borrow them." Chunyu Yue said that he had already put the "Analects of Confucius" into the box, and after covering it, he wanted to go home.

Fu Sheng directly stopped him: "Junior brother, please stay! It's still early, so why not let all the brothers watch it together?"

The other doctors all looked at Chunyu Yue with anticipation.

The doctors gave each other a look and bowed together, "I hope my senior brother will show my mercy, let you watch together."

Chunyu Yue knew that he could not take away the book today, so he could only put down the wooden box again and took out the brand new books.

There were five Confucian classics in total, and more than fifty people divided into five batches. One of them sat down to read the book, and the others were all standing and reading it.

Chunyu Yue was unintentional to read books at this time. Whenever he saw his colleagues flipping through books, his heart was thrusting, for fear that they would turn the book into pieces.