Qin: My identity as the eldest son was exposed by Qin Shihuang
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It was a good thing to be tolerant and kind. It could win people's hearts.

However, if he was too merciful, it would be a woman's kindness.

To ordinary people, this was nothing, but to Great Qin's Young Lords, it was a fatal weakness.

In the battle for the throne, only a decisive and ruthless heart under a tolerant appearance could live longer.

If Fu Su was still Great Qin's eldest son, his status as the first-in-line successor could make up for this flaw.

After all, it was the name of righteousness.

But now that Qin Mu had returned, this former eldest young master could only be ranked second.

The flaw of being too lenient would be used by people with ulterior motives in the fight for the throne.

Just like now, if he went to plead for the doctors, he would be suspected of siding with outsiders.

If a son contradicted his father's opinion, he would not be a suitable heir.

In order to build up momentum for Fusu, those great Confucians had been advocating the Rites of Zhou and the idea of passing on the throne to the eldest son.

If the great Confucians knew that Fu Su could only be ranked second, and that he was doing his best to create momentum for others.

And the person he hated the most!

He would probably regret his own actions.

No matter how shameless those famous Confucians were, they couldn't blatantly overthrow his ideas.

Wouldn't that be a joke?

Meng Tian's brows were tightly knitted together, and she began to hesitate.

Young Master Fusu was a tolerant person, and he would be very tolerant to his subjects when he inherited the throne in the future.

However, this kind of personality was not supported by the identity of the Eldest Young Master.

It was hard to say if he could inherit the throne in the future.

Meng Tian's brows were tightly knitted together as she weighed the pros and cons in her mind.

The Meng family was an aristocratic family of generals, so they naturally weren't nobodies in the officialdom.

Young Master Fu Su treated the two brothers with courtesy, but that was a method to win their hearts.

It would be foolish to think that he admired her and treated her as a friend.

Otherwise, why didn't the Eldest Young Master casually make friends with people on the street?

For the sake of the Meng family's inheritance, Meng Tian was momentarily in a daze.

He was filled with disappointment at this young master who did not know how to judge the situation and helped outsiders deal with his own father.

……

On the outskirts of Xianyang, beside a slowly flowing stream.

A figure covered in a black robe stood proudly, exuding a mysterious aura.

Shua ~!

Suddenly.

A graceful figure leaped down from a big tree in the forest behind them. The Water Silk Skirt spun beautifully in the air.

With light footsteps, he landed three meters behind the black-robed man.

The woman's black hair was like lacquer, her skin was like jade, and her almond-shaped eyes revealed a hint of charm.

Although she was wearing a veil, it was still obvious that she was a stunning woman!

"Greetings, Donghuang!" she said in a voice like an oriole.”

If there were others present, they would definitely be shocked to hear this address.

This mysterious man was actually the leader of the Yinyang School, one of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.

Donghuang!

No one knew the real name of the leader of the Yin-Yang School. They only knew that every leader was called Donghuang!

As the Hundred Schools of Thought argued intensely, it was inevitable that it would be involved in the disputes of the court.

The Yin-Yang School studied the theory of Yin and Yang and the theory of the Five Elements, but there were also people who made suggestions with the help of the theory when they traveled around the world.

Now that the world was unified, squandering gradually showed signs of withering.

Perhaps only by returning to the era of disputes between countries could the prosperity of a hundred schools of thought contend again!

"Left Protector, have you investigated the matter?”

Donghuang's aged voice came from under the black robe.

Luo Yue bowed and reported," Reporting to Donghuang, the situation of the paper and the news agency has been investigated. They are all from a person called Qin Mu.

This person had just arrived in Xianyang eleven days ago. He was a witch doctor and his medical skills were extremely high.

Princess Ying Shiman of the Qin Kingdom had a headache that even the Imperial Academy of Medicine was helpless against, but this man had cured her.

After that, he made paper and started a newspaper company. He was appointed president by the emperor.

It was said that the brown sugar that was being snapped up by countless merchants was also made by him.”

This person lived on Green Harrier Street. He had a butler, two personal servants, and thirty servants.

He doesn't have any hanger-ons and doesn't belong to any faction, so it's convenient for us to move around.”

In an instant, he understood the ins and outs of Qin Mu.

"Yes."

Donghuang nodded slightly, satisfied with the detailed information.

"This person actually started a newspaper company that controls the world's fishing theory. We must get rid of him quickly!" Otherwise, they would have no chance to restore the country if the nobles of the six countries were worn down!”

Although the first issue of the newspaper had yet to be published.

However, the various factions were well-informed and paid close attention to Xianyang, the political center of Great Qin.

The newspaper office and the paper mill had a lot of people. Other than the core technology, the rest was naturally not a secret.

In fact, Qin Mu even asked for manuscripts to show fairness.

As for the standards of the review, he was naturally the one who had the final say.

The establishment of the newspaper office was not only an opportunity for the Confucians to take control of the world's fishing theory and stand out from the hundreds of schools.

The other families also noticed the major changes brought about by the newspapers.

Once it was spread, the only voice left in the world would be the Great Qin government.

The Hundred Schools of Philosophy would never rise again.

"But…"

Luo Yue lifted her fair neck, but she stopped herself.

After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and said," However, the School of Strategy, which is particular about the art of alliance, hopes more than us to reproduce the glory of the Seven Kingdoms. Why don't we wait…?"”

Although he did not finish his sentence, his meaning was already very clear.

The appearance of the newspaper had taken away the light that the Hundred Schools of Philosophy should have.

Now that the world had just been unified, many of the survivors of the six dynasties still held onto the memories of the old king.

Many people secretly hoped that they could restore their country.

However, once the newspapers spread it, the Qin country would be able to discredit the kings of the six states.

The people's nostalgia for the old king would turn into anger.

At that time, without a common enemy, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens to restore the country.

To use a phrase from the later generations, it meant that when the hearts of the people were scattered, it would be difficult to lead the team.

Among the Hundred Schools of Thought, the School of Political Straightening did not wish for the world to be unified.

Only by returning to the situation of disputes between countries could they use the joint technique to regain their glory.

A Great Qin that did not have war would not have anything they could use.

Therefore, compared to the Yinyang School, the School of Political Conspiracy was more eager to get rid of Qin Mu.

They only needed to wait for a period of time before the Zongheng School could no longer hold themselves back and make the first move.

Donghuang looked up into the distance and said in a low voice,""If someone else succeeds, wouldn't the opportunity to become famous be given to someone else?”

Luo Yue lowered her head and bit her red lips.

From the bottom of her heart, she didn't recommend the Yin-Yang School to take action.

After all, that man called Qin Mu was currently being used by the emperor.

If he killed this person, the emperor would definitely be furious.

If they continued to investigate, the Yinyang School would probably flee from Xianyang City.

If this person hadn't founded the newspaper office, opposed the enfeoffment system, and cut off the path of the Yin-Yang School and the Political School, why would they have to get rid of him so quickly?

"I'll get Protector Right to arrange the assassination!" Luo Yue bowed and accepted the order.”

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