Twenty-eight years ago, the king of Qin was in power.
Mount Tai, which used to be desolate and uninhabited, was now surrounded by camps.
Great Qin's 100,000 elite soldiers vigilantly patrolled the surroundings.
Great Qin's most powerful Great Generals appeared in the various tents, stabilizing the surroundings.
At the foot of Mount Tai, everything was in good order. They were fully prepared for the upcoming Mount Tai Pilgrimage.
Only the sounds of shouting could be heard from the corner of the camp.
"Raise your bow!"
" Target: 500 feet. Fire!"
Accompanied by the sounds of bowstrings exploding like thunder, a hundred strong young men were training in full swing.
On the high platform, a two-meter-tall, muscular young man wearing a royal robe had a satisfied expression.
"It was not in vain that I spent so much money and effort to train for three months.”
"Finally, you have some looks."
"After another half a year of training, these people will be enough to become the backbone of a team and become the capital for me to stand in the chaotic times of the late Qin Dynasty.”
"It's a pity that my system is useless. Otherwise, it would be much easier for me!”
It was the time of Ying Zheng's Mount Tai Pilgrimage.
This was Great Qin's most glorious moment.
However, Ying Yuren was already making plans for the chaotic times at the end of Qin Dynasty.
This was not because he knew how to calculate, but because he was a transmigrator!
Three months ago, Ying Yuren finally awakened his memories of his previous life and activated the system that came with him.
Ying Yuren had thought that with the system's help, he would be able to easily change Great Qin's future.
But what he never expected was that not only did the system not give him a beginner's gift bag, but the main mission was actually to revive the glory of the scholarly faction!
"Although Imperial Father has the intention to recruit the Confucians, the Confucians of this generation are truly a bunch of greedy fools.”
"If this Young Master really does vigorously promote Confucianism, I'm afraid that before the end of the Qin Dynasty, I'll be killed by these pig teammates.”
"Besides, I don't want to associate myself with those rotten scholars and be a hypocritical and conservative so-called gentleman who doesn't mean what he says.”
"It's not easy for me to transmigrate, but I have to do something I don't want to do for some rewards?”
"How is that different from the life of a worker in my previous life?”
After a while, Ying Yuren's gaze became more determined.
"Just pretend that I don't have the system.”
"With the power of the Great Qin's Second Young Master, coupled with the knowledge and ability of a transmigrator, this Young Master will be able to turn the tide!”
Just as he calmed down and prepared to continue watching the training below the stage, the sound of hurried horse hooves entered Ying Yuren's ears.
Looking in the direction of the voice, a young man who looked somewhat similar to Ying Yuren was galloping over.
Ying Yuren unconsciously revealed a smile and cupped his hands in greeting.
"Big brother!"
The person who rode his horse over was the eldest son of the Great Qin Empire, Ying Fusu.
At the same time, he was also Ying Yuren's biological older brother, and he was also the person who led Ying Yuren to the scholarly faction before he awakened his previous life's memories.
"Second brother!"
Ying Fusu dismounted from his horse when he was fifty feet away from Ying Yuren. His movements were meticulous as he bowed and cupped his hands in greeting.
"I thought Second Brother was studying in the tent, but I didn't expect Second Brother to be training here.”
Ying Yuren smiled casually." The Six Arts of a Gentleman: Ritual, Music, Archery, Driving, Calligraphy, and Mathematics.”
"You can't slack off in the path of calligraphy, and the same goes for archery.”
Ying Fusu nodded in satisfaction and changed the topic.
"I came here to ask Second Brother for a favor.”
"I wonder if second brother is free?"
"What's the matter?" Ying Yuren asked in confusion.”
Ying Fusu sighed softly,"It's still because of the Fengshan ceremony."”
"The seventy-two great Confucians are currently arguing endlessly in Father's tent, but they are unable to determine the rules for a long time.”
"Although my brother and second brother are not good at learning, they are the young masters of the Great Qin Dynasty and have more authority.”
"This foolish brother wishes to search through all the ancient books in the world to help the great Confucians settle the rules as soon as possible. I wonder if second brother is willing to help this foolish brother?”
Facing Fu Su's expectant gaze, Ying Yuren said coldly.
"Eldest Brother, the key to this matter is not the ancient records, but the hearts of the people!”
"They are indeed a group of people who are not satisfied with their hearts.”
"Foolish younger brother will go and find Imperial Father now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Yuren directly mounted his horse and ran towards the main tent.
Fu Su was slightly startled and hurriedly mounted his horse to catch up.
"Second brother, wait for me!"
On the other side, the main tent, which should have been solemn, seemed to have turned into a market.
"Your Majesty, Mount Tai is the most important place in the world. It is only right to wrap the wheels with cattail leaves and all the worshippers wear hemp shoes to climb the mountain. Only then can we not anger the spirit of Mount Tai!”
"No, no! Pilgrimage was the most important thing, how could it be so shabby? It is time to open the way with 100,000 troops, station nobles on the roadside, and kill 10,000 horses, 10,000 cattle and 10,000 sheep to sacrifice to heaven to complete the sacrificial ceremony!”
"My plan is inherited from my family's ancient books, so there won't be any mistakes!”
"Ridiculous! My thoughts originated from the ancient records of the Zhou royal family. This is the right path!”
In the middle of the tent, on the soft golden couch, Ying Zheng's face was cold.
When he first saw these great Confucians arguing with each other until their faces turned red, Ying Zheng was already rather disappointed.
And now, this disappointment had turned into anger.
I have already arrived at the foot of Mount Tai, but you still can't come up with a plan, so I can only wait at the foot of Mount Tai.
How will the world view me?
Isn't this putting me on fire?
And the noisy arguments of those great Confucians gave Ying Zheng a headache, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.
"Shut up!"
The seventy-two Confucians froze on the spot as if their necks had been strangled.
Ying Zheng was also surprised.
That scolding just now was not his voice.
Looking in the direction of the voice, Ying Zheng saw a majestic figure opening the curtain of the tent.
"Yuren?"
Ying Yuren nodded slightly, as a greeting to Ying Zheng.
Then, he looked down at the group of scholars from above.
"After half a year of fighting, we still haven't been able to come up with anything.”
"Then shut your mouths!”
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