"You're not joking. If I say I'll buy it, then I'll definitely buy it.”
Ying Zheng did not know whether to laugh or cry. Ever since he had taken over the government, no one had dared to question him for many years. He did not expect that he would be doubted by a young boy today.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Han Xin's eyes were red. Thinking that he could finally afford to bury his mother, he could not help but tear up.
"Let's go! How about you take me to see your house?”
Ying Zheng changed the topic and said to Han Xin.
"Yes, Your Majesty. This way please."
Han Xin was extremely happy. He wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with his old hemp sleeve.
Ying Zheng did not sit in a carriage, but strolled along the street with Han Xin, which was the center of attention.
After walking for about an hour, Ying Zheng finally saw a dilapidated old house in the direction that Han Xin was pointing at.
Immediately, Ying Zheng stopped and stood where he was, looking at the dilapidated house in front of him and falling into deep thought.
After a long time, he returned to normal and followed Han Xin into the dilapidated old house.
He looked at the wooden platform, or more accurately, the middle-aged woman on a broken wooden board.
This woman should be Han Xin's mother. The room was not big, and Ying Zheng could see the entire old house at a glance. It was truly a bare house with four walls.
Other than being broken, it was rotten…
Other than these words, Ying Zheng could not find another word.
"This house should be your only place to stay. Are you sure you want to sell it?”
Ying Zheng looked at the heartbroken Han Xin and asked.
"Other than this broken house, there's nothing else of value in the house.”
"In order for me to be able to read and write, my mother had been ill for a long time.”
"I've worked hard all my life. I can't bear to eat or wear. Now that my mother is gone, I want her to rest in peace.”
Han Xin lowered his head and said seriously.
"But if you sell this house, you'll have to wander around. You won't even have a roof to shelter yourself.”
Ying Zheng probed again.
"Your Majesty, I've thought it through. Even if I starve to death on the streets, I must let my mother rest in peace. Otherwise, I'll be a son.”
Han Xin said with a firm gaze.
This child has a good temperament!
Filial piety was the most important virtue. If a person did not even abide by filial piety, how could he be expected to be loyal to the country?
Ying Zheng patted Han Xin's little head with his big hand, then smiled, turned around and left the shabby house.
He went outside and looked at the civil and military officials who were waiting patiently.
"Open your eyes and take a look. This is the Great Qin Empire. If the empire falls one day, it will start from this place.”
"Although the country is strong, the people are not rich.”
"The Great Qin Empire is not strong enough, nor is it rich enough.”
"This is because there are still millions of people like this in the Great Qin Empire. They don't have enough to eat and live a miserable life.”
"All of you are well-fed, have lots of servants, and have a lot of wealth.”
"However, many of Great Qin's people don't even have the money to bury their parents after they die. They have to sell their houses or even their fields to fulfill their filial piety.”
"Although I am a monarch and a son, I deeply feel pain. This is my fault.”
Ying Zheng's voice was not loud, but it was like a sharp blade that pierced into the hearts of all the officials and generals in the court, making their hearts throb.
His Majesty was filled with grief, and it infected all of them.
However, since ancient times, there had been a difference in status. From the moment a person was born, their fate was destined.
For thousands of years, this was an iron law. Who could change it?
It was just a legend that everyone lived in luxury!
Everyone knew that the meat on the plate could only be eaten by a small number of people. Most people could only watch others eat on an empty stomach.
Otherwise, if the meat was distributed to everyone, everyone would starve together!
Why did the cauldron represent supreme power?
Because in the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, cauldrons were used to cook meat, so cauldrons represented the right to eat meat!
Who had the right to eat meat in this era?
Nobles!
And the imperial power was the noblest of the noblemen!
That was why the cauldron had such a high status in China's history!
"Your Majesty is wise. Your Majesty cares about the lives of the world and is truly a blessing for the people.”
All the officials shouted in unison.
"I want to reform, and Great Qin wants to become stronger.”
"The joy of sweeping through the six dynasties has already clouded your minds.”
"The extravagant and licentious life has already made everyone lose their fighting spirit.”
"Today, I will give you a piece of advice. Only by thinking of change can you seek survival. Those who do not think of progress should abdicate and let the capable take over.”
"Pass down my decree and announce to the world who can offer a plan to govern the country and make the people of Great Qin rich and strong.”
"From now on, all officials of the imperial court can submit suggestions and suggestions. All scholars in the world can go to Xianyang to hear the news.”
"I will use my life's strength to make a grand wish. I want all the people in the world to live and work in peace and contentment. I want them to have something to rely on, a place to live, a place to support their old age, and a place to bury their dead.”
"I will use the power of the entire country to make a grand wish to let all the subjects of the world stand proudly in the world. Those who do not respect the strong Qin will be destroyed. Those who openly offend the strong Qin will be destroyed no matter how far away they are…"
Ying Zheng spoke with conviction, and every word he said was like a towering wave, shaking the hearts of all the ministers.
"Ten thousand years for His Majesty, ten thousand years for Great Qin."
"Those who don't respect the strong Qin will be destroyed. Those who openly offend the strong Qin will be destroyed even if they are far away.”
All the officials in the court shouted in unison, their hearts filled with pride.
"Your mother, Zhen will find someone to help you bury her.”
"This one will gift this house to you. Do you want to stay here or go to Xianyang with this one?”
Ying Zheng turned around and asked Han Xin, who was looking at him with stars in his eyes and a face full of admiration.
"Can I really go to Xianyang?"
Han Xin was stunned, and then said in disbelief.
"Zhen has said before that the ruler is not joking and naturally cannot lie.”
Ying Zheng did not blame Han Xin for his doubts. After all, he was still a child, and he had never learned manners and rules.
He knew very well that smart people knew what to choose.
If Han Xin chose to stay, then Ying Zheng would have reason to doubt whether he was really as talented as the legends said.
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