"Evidence?"
"This prince asks you, are there any Humble Class disciples among the students of the scholarly faction?”
Ying Ziye looked at Chunyu Yue and asked.
"This…"
The old man did not expect him to ask this question and was at a loss.
However, the older the ginger, the spicier. He quickly thought of a rebuttal."The Confucian school teaches without discrimination, and the students they accept naturally include Frigid disciples!”
Although he knew that most of the disciples accepted by the scholarly faction were either rich or noble, these things were all up to him. Whatever he said was true. This kid couldn't possibly investigate and ask the scholarly faction one by one!
"Is that so?"
Ying Ziye pointed at the pile of bamboo slips on the ground." This is all the detailed information of the 523 students of the Sage Academy. Go and take a look. Which one of them is from the Humble Class?”
"How can you tell if a student is rich or poor based on their information?”
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, you are making things difficult for this old minister!”
The old man also lost his temper. He hardened his neck and started to quibble with Ying Ziye.
In any case, he had no evidence. Even if he said that there were Humble Class disciples, this kid would not be able to argue with him.
"Let me tell you an interesting story. Today, when I seized the Sage Academy, I wanted to execute the 523 Confucian scholars who had gathered together to rebel!”
"But this prince is merciful. Considering their ignorance, I have decided to spare their lives!”
"However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the money cannot be less. This prince will give them four hours to let their families gather 20,000 taels of gold to redeem them!”
"Guess what happened?"
Ying Ziye looked at the old man, sneered and kept him in suspense.
"What was the result?"
The First Emperor, Ying Zheng, blinked his eyes, his face filled with curiosity.
Not only him, but Fu Su, Wang Wan, Feng Jie, Meng Tian, Meng Yi, and the others were also curious.
But soon, they seemed to have thought of something and looked at the accounts in Ying Zheng's hands.
"What…what was the result?"
Chunyu Yue suddenly had a bad feeling when he thought of the ten million gold taels.
"In less than four hours, the parents of the five hundred and twenty-three Confucian scholars all delivered the gold!”
"A total of 10,460,000 taels of gold.”
"There were even some people who gave a few thousand taels in order to bribe this prince!”
"How is it?"
"Are you surprised?"
"Are you surprised?"
Ying Ziye finally revealed the answer and explained the origin of the gold.
"Oh, this…?"
Chunyu Yue was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.
"If these Confucians were disciples of the Humble Class, how could they send twenty thousand taels of gold in four hours?”
"In other words, the disciples accepted by the scholarly faction are basically all children of the aristocrats!”
"Tell me, are the Confucians loyal to the Imperial Court or the nobles?”
Ying Ziye continued to question.
"This…this…"
Chunyu Yue's old face turned red and he was at a loss for words.
The truth was right in front of him. If he continued to quibble, it would seem like he was being unreasonable!
"Since the Confucians are not loyal to Great Qin, but to the nobles of the world!”
"Then what use is there for this prince to keep them?”
Ying Ziye looked at the old man with a fierce look in his eyes.
Ninth brother, what do you mean?"
Fu Su suddenly felt that something big was about to happen, so he quickly asked.
"Aren't the Confucians and Mohists full of benevolence, righteousness, and morality?”
"Then this crown prince will torture Zhang Liang and Gao Jianli every day, then parade them through the streets for everyone to see, and behead them ten days later!”
"If the scholarly faction or the Mohist faction sends people to rescue them, then this prince will capture them all in one fell swoop!”
"If they don't come, then the benevolence, righteousness, morality, and deep friendship they often talk about are nonsense!”
Ying Ziye didn't hide anything and revealed his plan in front of everyone!
This was an open scheme!
He had originally wanted the scholarly faction and the Mohist faction to receive the news.
Therefore, he was naturally not afraid of others finding out!
On the contrary, he might even be able to use some of them to send the news of Zhang Liang and Gao Jianli being captured back to the scholarly faction and the Mo family!
He would not show any mercy when dealing with these anti-Qin forces!
Those who could be killed would definitely not be spared!
"Well done!"
"As expected of my son, haha…!”
After hearing his words, Ying Zheng could not help but exclaim!
This son of his was too much like him. He was decisive in killing and did not have the slightest bit of soft-heartedness!
Moreover, he had helped him a lot today!
Not only did he solve the urgent problem of the Imperial Court, but he also captured the two commanders of the scholarly faction and the Mohist faction.
He had also dug a trap for them that they had no choice but to jump into!
Such a thunderous method made him admire it!
"Imperial Father, Confucianism has a profound influence, and there are countless Confucians in the world!”
"If we go all out and cause public resentment, what should we do?”
"Your son feels that the Confucians should be treated differently. Those who spread rumors about the destruction of Qin should be killed!”
"Let those innocent people go?”
Fu Su couldn't bear it, so he was willing to take the risk of being punished to plead for mercy on behalf of the scholarly faction!
"Everything will be subject to the Crown Prince's orders!"
"If you want to plead for mercy, go find your ninth brother, hmph…!”
As the eldest son of the emperor, he was actually so naive!
Ying Zheng had already given up on his eldest son!
He no longer had any hope!
He didn't even bother to scold him, so he pushed the decision to Ying Ziye.
He hoped that his ninth son could teach his eldest son well!
"Ninth brother…"
"Big brother, please don't open your mouth. If you still have filial piety, then help the internal history manage the treasury and share some of father's worries!”
Just as Fu Su was about to speak, Ying Ziye interrupted him and gave him an errand!
Even though this big brother of his was a saint and somewhat pedantic, he was still loyal to Great Qin and was very serious.
The job of managing the national treasury was just right for him!
"Sigh, alright!"
Fu Su sighed and nodded helplessly.
According to etiquette, in front of their father, their father was naturally respected. Even if Ying Ziye was the Crown Prince, he had to address him as a brother.
However, if it was outside and Ying Zheng wasn't present, then it had to be aether!
There was no lack of etiquette!
"Your Highness, although these ten million gold taels have solved the urgent needs of the Imperial Court, it can only be delayed for a moment!”
"In a few days, digging canals, building the Great Wall, and so on will require a lot of expenses and a large amount of gold!”
"Therefore, we should think of a long-term plan!”
Internal Secretary Zhi Su cupped his hands and threw out another difficult question.
He originally thought that the empty treasury would make Ying Zheng change his mind and stop the land and tax reform.
Who would have thought that this kid would actually bring over ten million taels of gold!
It completely ruined their plan!
Helpless, he could only raise another difficult question to make things difficult for this Crown Prince who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth!
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