After being read by the First Emperor, I became the favorite of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 5 Legalism, Confucianism

At this time, a pair of hands covered her eyes, and then a steady and powerful voice came from above her head——

"These corpses are all sick. Protect them and drag them away to be burned. Gather the sick together and send medical officers to treat them quickly. The rest will open warehouses to store food. If there are any troublemakers, they will be killed on the spot. kill."

After Ying Zheng gave instructions in an orderly manner and saw the bodies being dragged away, he released his hand covering Yun Jiao's eyes and looked down at her: "Don't be afraid."

Her nose was filled with the smell of decay. Yun Jiao endured the discomfort in her stomach and looked at Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty, let me go take a look around."

"Don't touch those people." Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Fusu and Gan Luo, "My son, Gan Luo, follow the goddess."

"Here."

Yun Jiao first went to see the devastated crops, and then went to see the people.

The people sitting on the roadside had numb and empty faces, as if they were waiting for death.

The hungry people lowered their heads and gnawed at the mud on the ground, holding the dirty water in their hands to drink, as if they wanted to satisfy their hunger.

Along the way, I saw countless young children crying loudly, but no one came to comfort them at this time.

Yun Jiao didn't dare to look anymore. When she returned to the camp, she wanted to help put food out, but Ying Zheng didn't allow it.

She was the only one in the whole camp who had nothing to do. After thinking about it, Yun Jiao went to the place where the medical officer was making medicine to see if there was anything she could do to help.

When she saw the medical officer boiling medicine with dirty water, Yun Jiao was stunned and subconsciously asked: "Can this kind of water cook medicine?"

When the medical officer saw Yun Jiao, he immediately knelt down to her.

Yun Jiao pulled the person up and pointed at the dirty water: "How can you cook medicine in such dirty water?"

"There is such water within a hundred miles. If you want clean water, you have to go hundreds of miles away. It takes a lot of time to go back and forth. And the condition of these people is no longer enough to wait for that time. If you want to To treat these people, we can only make do with this water." The medical officer smiled bitterly.

Yun Jiao looked at the water, pondered for a moment and her eyes brightened: "I have a way to get clear water for you."

After a while, Yun Jiao found a wooden bucket filled with water, cut a hole in the bottom edge, and blocked it with a plug so that she could collect the water later.

Then, she took another piece of cloth and put it in the barrel, poured coarse stones, fine stones, coarse sand, fine sand and other things into it. Then she looked at the medical officer next to her with a smile: "I can't lift the water, please excuse me." Help me pour the water in."

The medical officer was stunned for a moment, then picked up the water and poured it into the bucket.

Yun Jiao took out another wooden bucket and placed it next to it, and opened the stopper.

The dirty water is filtered through layers, and clear and clean water flows out.

When he saw the clear water, the medical officer's eyes widened.

"The goddess is indeed a goddess!" After a moment, the medical officer came back to his senses, looked at Yun Jiao excitedly, and then took the water to cook the medicine.

On the other side, Ying Zheng heard about this and asked someone to prepare exactly the same thing. After trying it, he saw Qing Shui and couldn't help but look deeply.

In this way, if you encounter turbid water sources nearby when you are marching and fighting in the future, you will have a solution——

As long as this water filter is available, soldiers will no longer have to travel dozens of miles to fetch water, and plague will no longer appear in the army.

Gathering his thoughts, Ying Zheng looked at his confidant: "Where is the goddess?"

"Back to your Majesty, the goddess is at the medical officer's side, helping to boil the medicine. Do you want me to call her here?"

Ying Zheng shook his head: "No need, let the eldest son also help."

"Here."

Yun Jiao was helping to cook the medicine. Fu Su came in, sat next to her, and handed over an oil paper bag: "Sister, you haven't eaten yet. I brought you some steamed cakes. You can make do with some." .”

On the way here, after repeated corrections from Yun Jiao, Fusu finally agreed to call Yun Jiao Auntie in private.

"I'm not very hungry. Why is the eldest son here?" Yun Jiao tilted her head.

"My father said that I should know the sufferings of the people, so he called me to help cook the medicine." Fusu scratched his head.Yun Jiao couldn't help but laugh: "Your Majesty's benevolence will surely win the respect of the people in the world."

"If my father used less magic and more rituals, the people would respect him more." Fusu whispered.

Yun Jiao was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered something.

Fusu was deeply influenced by Confucianism, but his father was a supporter of Legalism.

It is recorded in the history books that the father and son were separated, and it seems that part of the reason was because they had different ideas.

And because of this, Fusu was sent to Mengtian's army, and finally...

Thinking of this, Yun Jiao couldn't help but turn her head and look at the young boy next to her, with a trace of pity flashing in her eyes.

"Sister, the medicine seems to be burnt!" Fusu suddenly reminded.

Yun Jiao came to her senses and quickly went to lift the cover, but she didn't want to forget to take the cloth, so her hand was immediately burned and she retracted it.

Fusu's expression changed, and he immediately took a cloth and opened the lid, then brought in a ladle of cold water and pressed Yun Jiao's hand in.

"Sister, why are you so careless?" Fusu looked at the swelling on her hand and couldn't help but frown.

"Ah, it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." Yun Jiao withdrew her hand and continued to cook the medicine. After a moment, she pretended to be unintentional and said, "Master, who do you think is better, Legalism or Confucianism?"

"My father once said that all schools of thought have their own strengths and weaknesses and cannot be compared. If there is no way to compare, then take the essence and discard the dross - keep and use those that can benefit the people." Fusu thought for a while, so Open your mouth.

"This is the king's idea. What does the young master think?"

Fusu paused for a moment, then spoke softly after a moment: "Actually, I still prefer to rule the world with etiquette."

It would be too cruel to rule the world by law, but etiquette is so good.

Isn't it beautiful that a gentleman has the right way to treat everyone with courtesy?

Yun Jiao was silent for a moment and said: "What the eldest son said is wrong. Confucius once said, 'Tao is based on government, unified by punishment, and the people are free from shame; Tao is based on virtue, unified by etiquette, and there is shame and dignity.' , the meaning of this is that to govern the world, we need 'propriety', and more importantly, 'punishment', and the so-called punishment is law. There are many records about criminal law in the Book of Rites."

Fusu was stunned: "What does sister mean..."

Just as Yun Jiao was about to speak, the tent was suddenly opened, and it was Ying Zheng who walked in.

"Father." Fusu quickly stood up and bowed.

Ying Zheng waved his hand, looked sideways at Yun Jiao, noticed that the tips of her fingers were red and swollen, and frowned slightly.

After a moment, he looked at Fusu: "My son, you continue to cook the medicine."

Then he took Yun Jiao's hand and walked out.

When there was no one around, Ying Zheng lowered his head and looked at Yun Jiao's fingers: "Can the goddess burn herself even if she cooks some medicine?"

Yun Jiao was a little embarrassed: "I was distracted for a moment."

Ying Zheng let go of his hand: "Follow me."

Yun Jiao looked confused and followed Ying Zheng into his tent.

Ying Zheng turned around and looked at Yun Jiao: "The goddess thinks who is better, Legalism or Confucianism."

Yun Jiao: "..."

[Okay, beautiful head title! 】

[I feel like I’m going to see that I’m too titty, QAQ. 】

(End of this chapter)