Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 380: Eldest son, please be more careful!

After listening to the three chapters of Zhao Si's agreement, Liu Pi fell into silence.

What is certain is that all schools of thought must have the heart to govern the country, and the philosophy and ideological program of governing the country are the foundation of the school.

In comparison, the study of skills is actually not an indispensable priority for the Mohists.

The three chapters of Zhao Si's treaty are equivalent to requiring the Mohists to abandon their own ideological program and the foundation of the Mohist school, and only retain the second-level techniques and methods. So the question is, is this kind of Mohist still a Mohist?

They were no longer allowed to serve as officials in the court, which was equivalent to completely cutting off the possibility of Mohist disciples who entered the craftsmanship bureau to govern the country.

"This..." Liu Pi opened his mouth and fell silent again.

"Sir, don't be suspicious. I have no prejudice against the Mohists. Even when I was planning to establish the Craftsmanship Bureau, the first thing I thought of was Mohist disciples. However, Mohists are not the only ones in the world who are good at studying skills. The three chapters of this agreement are not intended to target the Mohists. , anyone can join the Craftsmanship Bureau, whether it is Mohism, Confucianism, or Yin-Yang School, after joining the Craftsmanship Bureau, they will be treated equally, and they can no longer interfere with the affairs of the court, and they can no longer serve as officials in the court. If you want to practice classics The Mohist disciples of Jingguo can also study in private instead of joining the Craftsmanship Bureau..." Zhao Si smiled.

Liu Pi nodded and fell into deep thought.

Zhao Si did not say that the Mohist family had to give up their knowledge of classics and meanings if they wanted to survive. He only said that after joining the Craftsman Bureau, he could no longer interfere in the government affairs of the court...

Emmmm......

"I probably understand what Shang Qing means." Liu Pi nodded and spoke.

"It would be great if you can understand, sir. I would like to invite you to join the Craftsmanship Bureau and coordinate the affairs of the Craftsmanship Bureau. You can think about it carefully." Zhao Si nodded.

He never likes to play word games. He should explain the problem clearly and then let the other party make a choice. If Liu Pi is reluctant to give up his power, Zhao Si will not have to do it.

"Of course I am willing to serve your Majesty!" Liu Pi nodded without any hesitation.

His current situation is very embarrassing. Although he is Zuo Zhonghou who will be the Young Master, he has almost no power in his hands. He is over fifty years old. If he follows normal logic, he can see through it in the future.

Under this situation, it is better to give up the Zuo Zhonghou, join the Craftsman Bureau, coordinate the affairs of the Craftsman Bureau, and open up a private territory for the Moh family.

Although after joining the Craftsman Bureau, you can no longer serve as an official in the court, but it is still an iron rice bowl...

It’s not that the Mohists have to give up their own knowledge of classics and meanings. It’s not a bad thing to have another path to choose from. Besides, there are indeed a large number of Mohist disciples who don’t like court disputes and classics and meanings, and only like to delve into technical knowledge.

Moreover, although Zhao Si said that the craftsmanship bureau could not involve the court or interfere with government affairs, which seemed much more pure than the court, Liu Pi knew very well that where there are people, there will be struggles.

This is the eternal truth...

Even a place that only focuses on technical knowledge is no exception.

When it comes to money and promotion, as long as it is institutionalized, there will always be a series of struggles around the system, but here it is softer and less common than the battles in the court.

"Good!" Zhao Si smiled and nodded.

"In this case, sir, let's start calling for disciples who are willing to join the craftsmanship bureau." Zhao Si nodded.

Liu Pi agreed and left happily.

"In this way, iron smelting, explosives... and even the revision and sorting of scientific books are finally settled!"

"Technology... is the primary productive force!"

Zhao Si understood from beginning to end that technology is the primary productive force.

Of all the things he did, Zhao Si only valued the Five Grains Garden and the Craftsmanship Bureau the most.

An agricultural research department and a mechanical research department.

But this is not enough. Zhao Si also wants to revise them into systematic books and knowledge systems. He also wants to let science sprout in this era.

He never confuses craftsmen and scientific and technical workers, which are completely different things. Zhuxia has never lacked craftsmen who have reached the peak of their skills. What Zhuxia lacks is a complete knowledge system and scientific concepts.

Zhao Si made a start, and the next step was to give them certain guidance step by step, and then put the technological development of this era on the right track.

Zhao Si would not doubt the vision of the first emperor, nor would he doubt the vision of subsequent emperors.

A department that benefits the country and the people and does not involve court battles or actual rights. As long as the emperor is not a fool, he will not think of taking action from here. Moreover, these departments will not actually have any disputes with civil and military officials.

Advances in technology will bring greater benefits to vested interests.

Zhao Si headed towards the Air Trade Military Office with great interest. The craftsmanship bureau was still in its infancy, and the initial R&D and office departments had to be arranged for them.

Zhao Si is extremely happy that the craftsmanship bureau he has been dreaming about has finally been successfully implemented. However, some people are happy and others are not so happy.

For example... Wang Wan, Feng Quji, Mengyi and others are currently gathered at Fusu Mansion...

At this moment, the atmosphere in the eldest son Fusu's mansion was extremely strange.

Among them, the eldest son, Fusu, was sitting on his knees at the head of the desk, with Meng Yi accompanying him. Wang Wan and Feng Quji, who had already powered on and left the field, were slightly far away from Meng Yi, and they were closer to each other.

There are different differences between closeness and distance. There are many people who support the eldest son Fusu as the crown prince, but they are not close to each other. They only reach an agreement on supporting Fusu as the crown prince, but their political opinions are not exactly the same. , which can be seen from the seats in the eldest son's mansion.

There are even many people who support Fusu and have rifts and hatreds with each other.

After all, Fusu is where the real trend lies. Unless the conflict between Zhao Gao and Meng Yi is fierce, otherwise Zhao Gao would not mind becoming a member of Fusu's party.

However, at this moment, the atmosphere in the eldest son's mansion was a little tense.

Wang Wan looked at the eldest son sitting at the head of the desk and asked tentatively with an expression of disbelief on his face: "The eldest son just said that, weren't you joking?"

The others also focused their attention on Fusu.

Fusu did not give up on his younger brother Hu Hai and went to see the First Emperor in private. The First Emperor disagreed and asked Zhao Si to take him back, but this did not mean that Fusu had given up.

He can also submit books and memorials!

So he summoned Mengyi, Wang Wan, Feng Quji and three others to ask their opinions on whether there was a good way to recall his brother.

As a brother, Fusu would definitely not want to see Hu Hai continue to suffer in the borderland.

He knew that Hu Hai had made a very serious mistake, but he was his brother after all. Even if he had to punish him, it was enough to keep him in Xianyang City and deprive him of his power. Why let him travel thousands of miles?
In ancient times, exile was essentially equivalent to certain death.

It can range from a few months to three to five years, and few people can survive the harsh conditions.

Fusu just wanted to save his brother's life. Even if Hu Hai was imprisoned in the mansion, he would not find it difficult to accept it. "The pain of being exiled for thousands of miles is no different from being slaughtered. It's no joke!" Fusu nodded seriously.

Now, unlike the Song, Ming and Qing Dynasties, the south has been greatly developed, so many officials in the Song, Ming and Qing Dynasties were able to recover after being exiled. Exile at that time was no longer a fatal situation.

But looking forward, during the Qin, Han and Tang Dynasties, few officials survived when they were exiled.

In the final analysis, the living environment in the remote places in the south was too harsh at this time, and it was extremely difficult to survive, let alone to be able to achieve enlightenment while in exile like Wang Yangming.

It is said to be exile, but in fact it is no different from killing.

"But... Young Master..." Wang Wan was a little confused about Fusu's thinking.

Wait, do you really not know what Hu Hai did?

Wang Wan recognized that exile and murder were the same, but...it also depends on what Hu Hai did. It also depends on Hu Hai being the prince and the biological son of the First Emperor. Otherwise, there is no need to exile at all, and he can be directly executed by his clan.

Although the sand dune thing is relatively secretive.But everyone present is an old fox, and they can guess something roughly even if they just guess.

Besides, Hu Hai wanted to fight for the throne. After Wang Wan was exiled, it would have been enough to save him face even if he didn't say "good death". But Fusu wanted to get him back?

Fight for reserves!Hu Hai is fighting for the throne!
Who should I fight with? Isn’t it with Fusu?

Wang Wan rubbed his brows and felt a headache: "Your Majesty has already made a decision on this matter. Although I know the young master's love for his brother, how can you rebel against your Majesty's words?"

"Young Master has already been to the palace, right?" Meng Yi asked first before Fusu could speak.

Fusu nodded.

……

Wang Wan and Feng Quji looked at each other and fell into silence.

Well, needless to say, there is no such thing as good juice.

If the First Emperor readily agreed to Fusu's request, would he even call them over?

Judging from past experience, I'm afraid Fusu may have angered the First Emperor again...

Fusu, like the First Emperor, was a very independent person, but it was precisely because of his independent opinions that he caused a lot of trouble to those who supported him.

If Fusu didn't have so much trouble, just because of his status and reputation, I'm afraid Fusu would have been appointed as the crown prince more than ten years ago. How could there be so many things later that he was demoted to Longxi and away from Xianyang?

No matter what political demands the people who support Fusu have, there is one thing they probably agree on.

Become the Crown Prince first!
Nothing is more important than this.

After learning that Fusu had already been to the palace and had most likely offended the First Emperor, and that Fusu planned to offend the First Emperor again by going to court, Wang Wan, Feng Quji and even Meng Yi tacitly reached an agreement consensus.

The three of them looked at each other, and Feng Quji pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke.

"Sir, you must never submit a letter!"

Fusu suddenly heard Feng Quji's stern statement, his eyebrows slightly condensed, and he looked at Feng Quji with heavy eyes.

"I know that the young master loves his brother very much, but the young master has offended His Majesty, and His Majesty has decided to exile the young master. If you submit a letter at this time, not only will it be difficult to recall the young master, but it will also harm the young master!" Feng Quji said seriously! said.

"This is exactly the reason... Although the exile is difficult, the accompanying sergeants do not dare to neglect the young master. It is not a lifeless place, but if he offends His Majesty, then I am afraid..." Wang Wan also spoke in a deep voice.

"The matter of the sand dunes is quite secretive. It is difficult for me to know the whole story when I follow His Majesty on patrol. The eldest son has just returned to Xianyang. On this occasion, such things should not be mentioned too much..." Meng Yi also expressed his opinion.

Meng Yi also had a general impression of Hu Hai, not to mention Hu Hai's desire to compete for the throne.

He didn't want Fusu to get involved in such things. How long had Fusu been in Longxi?

The situation has finally improved, and now you plan to do something like this?
Are you planning to return to Longxi to find the Huns to eat their wool?Not to mention Meng Yi, I am afraid that all Fusu supporters cannot accept such a thing.

Fusu is already in his 30s and will be 40 soon. No matter how popular he is, the position of prince will not be stable until it is confirmed.

And no matter from any perspective, Da Qin needs a prince to stabilize the current situation.

Hu Hai had delusions because Fusu was unable to establish a heir apparent. In addition to Hu Hai, Fusu had more than a dozen brothers.

Will those supporters of Fusu feel frustrated because of the long-term lack of implementation?These are all things that cannot be said for sure...

The longer you wait, the messier the situation will become.

There was a look of confusion on Fusu's face. Seeing the firm and unshakable expressions of Meng Yi, Wang Wan and Feng Quji, Fusu finally sighed helplessly and left.

Obviously, Fusu is not satisfied that his supporters do not support his actions.

But he couldn't ignore everyone's opinions.

He could not save his brother, so he could only use other methods to make life as easy as possible for Hu Hai, who was exiled to Lingnan.

Although he was exiled, Hu Hai was a prince after all. If Fusu asked people to give him preferential treatment, his chances of survival would still be greatly improved.

However... not everyone agrees with Fusu on this matter.

Meng Yi sighed in vain and left. He knew that Fusu valued emotions, and he also knew that Hu Hai was brought up by Fusu. However, the mistakes Hu Hai made were too big, and he could not continue to support Fusu in making such a decision. Therefore, he and Wang Wan and Feng Quji reached a consensus to prevent Fusu from writing a letter and let Hu Hai fend for himself.

However, Wang Wan and Feng Quji had more on their minds.

"This is not an option... I won't mention it today, and I won't mention it tomorrow. With the eldest son's character, he will mention it sooner or later." Wang Wan sighed.

"In that case, we will intercept all the letters sent from Lingnan and hand them over to the eldest son after screening. After a long time, there will be no news and they will fade away." Feng Quji nodded.

"This is inappropriate. How can it be so easy to intercept letters? Besides... the young master was raised by the eldest son. Although he is a brother, he is more like a father. How can the eldest son ignore it?" Wang Wan shook his head. Shake his head.

"What does the right minister mean?" Feng Quji's eyebrows moved, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"There is so much miasma in Lingnan..." Wang Wan said with a hint of regret.

(End of this chapter)