"I've only heard of farming to enrich the people, reducing taxes to revitalize the country, and repairing armor to strengthen the army.”
"I've never heard of running schools and teaching people to strengthen the people and enrich the country.”
"In the past, the glory of Jixia Academy in Qi, the country's literary style became more and more depressed, but they surrendered without fighting.”
"How is it strong?"
Ying Zheng's voice was loud and deafening.
"Your Majesty is right. The books of sages are not something that ordinary people can understand.”
"That's right. Ordinary people can't even provide for their daily needs. How can they learn the scriptures and enter the Dao?”
"Every scripture is worth a lot, and not a lowly person can tarnish it.”
For a moment, many professors spoke up.
These people were firm supporters of the hierarchy. In their eyes, ordinary people had low-class bloodlines flowing in their bodies.
Only nobles had noble blood flowing in their veins.
Even many of the civil and military officials objected.
Because they were all people who had already gained benefits, they were naturally unwilling to let others step on them to climb up.
It would be best if those lowly people would never be able to rise again.
"Meng Qing, it's not that I don't support it, but the entire court is against it.”
"It seems that starting a national school is indeed not a good deed for the country and the people!”
Ying Zheng looked at the civil and military officials who had stood out to oppose him and said with a faint smile.
The reason why Meng Yi had brought it up was to see who was against it, who was in favor of it, and who remained neutral.
Otherwise, if he mentioned it, those fence-sitters would hide their heads and tail, not daring to stand in front.
The show had just begun, but Ying Zheng was not in a hurry. Sitting on the throne, he could clearly see the expressions of all the civil and military officials below.
The subtle changes in each face were absorbed by his eyes.
"Your Majesty, I agree to start a national school.”
Before Meng Yi could say anything, Meng Tian stepped forward and cupped her hands.
Eh!
Li Si's eyes narrowed when he saw this.
Li Si was not surprised by Meng Yi's suggestion.
After all, Meng Yi was highly regarded by His Majesty and had always been one of His Majesty's aides.
However, hadn't Meng Tian always only cared about military affairs and never bothered about the government affairs of the court?
Put in a good word for his younger brother?
Impossible!
Everyone in the court knew that Meng Tian had always been clear about public and private matters. In order to avoid suspicion, she had never advised the court nor had she taken any stand.
If there was, it would be to wholeheartedly support His Majesty.
This was too unusual. From the moment Meng Tian stepped forward, Li Si had used his many years of experience as an official to immediately sense the aura of a conspiracy.
Previously, Zhao Gao had been dismissed from all his official positions in a daze, and Li Si felt that it was a little strange.
However, he was already used to the attitude of not caring about anything in the court.
Combining all of the above, a scene appeared in Li Si's mind in a flash.
Everything that was happening in the court today was a trap set up by His Majesty?
Originally, he had not planned to participate. As the Prime Minister of the Great Qin Empire, he would never casually state his position.
Li Si had always felt that the only thing he needed to do was to win the Emperor's favor.
Therefore, whatever His Majesty thought was what he thought.
His Majesty wants to start a national school?
"Your Majesty, I also agree to start a national school to educate the people.”
Li Si immediately stepped forward without hesitation, cupped his hands and bowed to Ying Zheng, and said firmly.
Feng Quji was stunned. What was wrong with this old fox?
What triggered him?
This was clearly a pool of muddy water, and he still had to bump into it?
This was illogical!
This didn't fit the old fox's cautious personality?
Feng Quji looked at Li Si and the Meng brothers, then glanced at His Majesty from the corner of his eye.
Coincidentally, His Majesty also looked over.
Feng Quji felt his anus tighten, and his heart instantly trembled.
This is bad!
After he reacted, Feng Quji immediately walked out and cupped his hands."Your Majesty, I agree to start a national school. This is an unprecedented feat that will definitely make the people of the world sing praises of Your Majesty.”
"Dear ministers!"
"This one has a headache. Some of you oppose it, and some support it. What should this one do?”
Seeing all the civil and military officials in the court expressing their stance after Li Si and Feng Quji left the stage, Ying Zheng put on an awkward expression.
The opposition faction represented by the students and the supporters led by Meng Yi, Meng Tian, Li Si, and Feng Quji were arguing in the court.
However, after arguing for a long time, no one could convince the other party.
In the end, they could only express their opinions to Ying Zheng, hoping to gain the support of His Majesty.
Perhaps it was because Ying Zheng was really annoyed by the noise, he burst into a rage and shouted,""Alright, stop arguing."
"Your Majesty, please calm down."
Seeing the Emperor's anger, all the civil and military officials trembled and shouted in unison.
"Even if you guys aren't annoyed, Zhen is annoyed.”
"In my opinion, each of you should take a step back.”
"The National Education Office will be held, but only the children of the powerful will be taught. They will charge high tuition fees to make ordinary people stop.”
"I've made up my mind. Those who dare to criticize will be executed immediately.”
Ying Zheng stood up, drew out the Tai'a Sword from his waist, and stabbed it directly into the wooden table in front of him. Then, he flicked his sleeves and left, leaving the civil and military officials looking at each other in dismay.
The entire Chaotian Palace was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
Following that, the civil and military officials shouted,"Farewell, Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty, the Eldest Young Master requests an audience."
As soon as Ying Zheng returned to the Palace of Peaceful Heaven, Zhao Xi walked in, cupped his hands, and bowed.
"Announce it!"
Ying Zheng was not surprised. He naturally knew his son very well, but he was also a headache.
Soon, a handsome and burly young man walked in with a heroic bearing.
"Fusu greets Imperial Father."
The youth came to the front of the hall and bowed politely.
Looking at his son, Ying Zheng felt rather complicated.
According to the memory from the future, his son had been kind and pedantic. When he received Huhai's fake summons, he did not even think about verifying the authenticity of the summons. Instead, he chose to draw his sword and commit suicide without hesitation.
This was the power of the mind. Many times, killing people did not necessarily require the use of a sword.
Confucianism wasn't completely undesirable. At least in terms of educating people and teaching morality, it was indeed unrivaled.
No wonder the Kong Qiu of the later generations was loved by those in power regardless of nationality or skin color.
Loyalty and love for the country was indeed the best way to control the people.
As long as everyone in the world is loyal to the monarch and patriotic, why worry about prosperity?
However, there must be a limit to everything. Once it became like the later generations, it would become a foolish policy, which was very unacceptable.
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