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Emperor Qin Shi Huang felt that he was getting busier every day. Around him, there were fifty-one immortal children, each watching him for twelve hours a day. He couldn't rest for a moment. When he went to the toilet, there was an immortal child outside reciting official documents. The immortal children would read through the documents beforehand and throw away any unnecessary ones.
He actually quite enjoys reading these nonsense, but now he doesn't have the chance anymore. Those immortal children are really amazing, often hitting the nail on the head with many issues, and their governance policies are extremely effective. With the help of Wang Jian, the immortal children sent to Jiangnan have remarkably succeeded in persuading the people of six countries to submit.
He also taught many simple healing methods, and his medical skills were highly regarded in the Jiangnan region. It was no longer the case of venerable old men calling a few disciples to pass on their skills in secret. Today, the court is discussing this matter. In any case, he is quite satisfied. After teaching these methods, he can save some money, and with the savings, he can create more things.
So when he saw his incompetent son, Young Master Fusu, reciting Confucian classics and spouting his Confucian ideals, he felt like rolling his eyes to the sky. "Father Emperor, Master," Fusu greeted with proper etiquette. I leaned against the side without saying a word, just feeling very tired. Qin Shihuang got up early, so I had to get up early too. This routine is really too healthy.
Qin Shi Huang also remained silent, staring at his son with a face that seemed to say, "If you have something to say, say it. Are you going to criticize your father again?" "People can be led by example, but not by being told what to do. If a father behaves in this way, it will make the people disrespect him." This shows that some feudal remnants are really harmful.
The Confucianists adhere to the distinction between honor and inferiority, and the difference in social status. The distinction between honor and inferiority is to a certain extent reflected in the basic guarantees of survival, such as eating better and living better. However, when it comes to teaching medicine, medicine is about curing and saving lives, a sacred matter. Once the common people learn about it, the sense of mystery weakens, and the so-called honor and inferiority also weaken.
After Fu Su finished speaking, Qin Shihuang became impatient and dismissed him. His son was good in every way, with a broad mind, but he only studied the books of sages and never considered things from the perspective of the common people.
Fu Su left, and his classmates surrounded Qin Shi Huang, staring at him as he began to work. It wasn't that the monitor and the others were in such a hurry, but mainly because in history, Ying Zheng died in his forties, and they were not sure if they could leave this world, or if something unexpected happened to them. I looked at Fu Su with a look of sadness, as if he had failed to advise his father successfully, and I felt that it was time to put the education of this young prince on the agenda.
With Madame Zheng becoming Queen Zheng, the position of the prince Fu Su is undoubtedly unshakable, and the schemes of Hu Hai and Zhao Gao have vanished. Moreover, the squad leader has already transferred Zhao Gao out, and now he is stationed in front of the furnace every day, fanning the flames. When I mentioned this to the squad leader, he also felt that this was a big problem.
"After the death of the Qin Shi Huang, Fu Su will have to succeed to the throne. If we do not gain his approval, it will be difficult to implement future policies."
The class monitor called all the students together and held a small class meeting.
Now that some basic means of production have been satisfied, the supply of clothing, food, shelter, and transportation has reached a certain percentage. What remains is the most important aspect of cultural education.
Education must have the widest impact on the people in China, so the problem of the uneducability of the people must be solved. At this moment, we suddenly realize why Burning of books and burying of scholars was so important in history, although it burned some good ideas, it also destroyed the dregs that affected the political process. "If you want to weaken the influence of Confucianism, you have to start with the big figures who follow Confucianism and make them change first. Now, the common people are just drawing a dragon and painting a tiger."
"So, we still have to start with Fu Su after all. After all, the most prestigious are Fu Su and his teacher, Mr. Chunyu Yue. As for Kong Ja, Shusun Tong and others, I'm afraid it's really difficult to persuade them."
In 208 BC, Young Master Fusu engaged in a lively discussion with his teacher Chunyu Yue about the great world. Fifty-two shadowy figures approached the palace surreptitiously.
A grand cultural propaganda campaign officially began, covering topics from astronomy and geography to poetry, political ideals, and architecture, led by fifty-one classmates. After a week of non-stop classes, it was ultimately the hypnotic persuasion of a psychology student that succeeded in convincing Fusu and his teacher.
So Fu Su is the tough nut to crack!
In 201 BC, the momentum of the Qin Dynasty was all positive.
But Ying Zheng's worries became heavier. Under the persuasion of Master, the school had already been established. Without Chunyu Yue and Fu Su to oppose Qin Shi Huang, the establishment of the women's school also became easier.
Cultural thoughts have also experienced a certain degree of tolerance and liberation. But it also means that the authority of Qin Shi Huang is gradually declining. The initial intention of Ying Zheng to establish the imperial system was to centralize and unify power, but with the advancement of education, people initially felt gratitude and faith towards him for providing land and food. However, now this faith has shifted from him to themselves.
Qin Shi Huang was a little puzzled, "Is this also a test from the Penglai Immortal?" I nodded with a smile, looking at the lonely figure of Qin Shi Huang, knowing that his time was running out. As early as the year when Qin Shi Huang had an accident, the senior brother helped take care of his body, and we found that he was extremely weak, despite appearing healthy on the surface.
However, as a hostage in his youth, his physical development was incomplete for a long time, and he did not receive adequate nutrition. He was also subjected to various forms of poisoning and physical abuse. Even after reaching adulthood, the accumulated toxins in his body had already reached a certain level.
After becoming the King of Qin, he worked tirelessly without rest, exacerbating his deficiency, relying solely on his vitality.
Finally, in the autumn of 200 BC, during the forty-seventh year of Qin Shi Huang's reign, he collapsed in front of his desk.
The bamboo slips in my hand have long been replaced with rice paper. I sit to the side, carefully writing in the historical records. Qin Shi Huang passed away at the age of forty-seven, and Young Master Fusu succeeded to the throne. "However, can we obtain a Tai Sui?"
I nodded, "To govern for the country and the people throughout one's life is indeed commendable."
Ying Zheng listened and closed his eyes with satisfaction.
The funeral bell rang throughout the entire capital of Xianyang, and all the people stopped their activities, looking in the direction of the Xianyang Palace, tears filling the eyes of some of the commoners.
I stand on the long steps, Ying Zheng has always been wrong. The people have long remembered his actions, from generation to generation, unforgettable. Fu Su has ascended the throne. Queen Zheng has become Empress Dowager Zheng.
I am still the Master, with fifty-one celestial disciples under my command. My name will not appear in the history of the Qin Dynasty. But in the books by my side, we will always be remembered. Whether it's the serious class monitor, or the lively and enthusiastic senior studying traditional Chinese medicine, or the chemical engineering senior who gets herself dirty every day and night, we are all contributing our best to this world, doing everything we can to keep China standing strong.
Except for me and another classmate.
I saw Mr. Zhu popping up behind me.
I don't know if there's something wrong with the time-traveling system, but we all went to Li Ran's place, and only Mr. Zhu ended up in the pigsty.
After we left The Lee's Residence and entered the palace, he realized that more than one person had crossed over. By the time he hurried into the palace, I had gone from being a good wife to a beauty, then a lady, and finally became Master.
Then he gave up and went back to The Lee's Residence to raise pigs.
But now we need him.
A high-end information technology talent is planning to build our information empire.
In the later rumors, many people said that Master can do anything, there is nothing Master doesn't know, of course, after all, there is not only me behind me, but a team.
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