Thousand-year-old family: its rise began with Shang Yang’s reforms

Chapter 5 My sword is not bad at all! [First update, please collect and read]

Kill Shang Yang?

Everyone present looked at each other with hesitant expressions.

Shang Yang is now the chief of Zuo Shu, and he has gained the trust and importance of King Qin. Killing Shang Yang is not a simple matter.

Someone said hesitantly: "What's the use of killing Shang Yang?"

There was helplessness in his voice: "When Shang Yang dies, there will be another Wang Yang and Li Yang. The problem now is that it is the king who wants to reform."

The leader had a look of disapproval on his face. He smiled and said, "It is the monarch who wants to change the law, but how many people can do it?"

He said with some pride: "There are many capable people and strangers in the world who want to reform, but how many have the ability of Shang Yang?"

"Since the Wei State Reform, there have been countless followers of Jing, but only a few of them can really achieve anything."

"By killing Shang Yang, we will eliminate the monarch's desire for reform and let the world know that the land of Qin is not decided by the monarch alone."

He sneered: "So, Shang Yang must die!"

After the others were silent for a moment, they all followed suit.

There will never be a class that betrays the class in this world, so no one will oppose something that is obviously good for them.

Even if this matter is very risky.

Shang Yang's Mansion
  Chen Ye and Shang Yang sat opposite each other. Both of them looked calm, especially Shang Yang. He didn't look like he had just captured the son of a nobleman.

Shang Yang put down the bamboo slips in his hand and looked at Chen Ye: "Boy Chen Ye, what else do you think those people will do to hinder my reform?"

His voice was full of emotion: "The reform is obviously good for Qin and even for them, so why do they want to stop it?"

Shang Yang was a little puzzled.

In Shang Yang's view, the relationship between those nobles and the Qin State was one of mutual prosperity and loss.

Even though the new law has indeed weakened the proportion of benefits that the old nobles can obtain, when Qin becomes stronger, the benefits they can obtain will definitely be more than they are now.

He shook his head and sighed: "They are all short-sighted people!"

Chen Ye raised his head and laughed dumbly: "Shang Gong, this is not how things work out."

His vision was far-reaching: "Let's take a very simple thing as an example."

Chen Ye drew a circle on the table in front of him, and then divided the circle into several parts: "Look, if this circle is the Qin State today, this part is the interest occupied by the old nobles."

"They occupy more interests than the common people, the new nobles, and the king."

"Your new method makes the entire circle larger, but the space they occupy becomes smaller."

"Although the final share remains unchanged,"

Chen Ye clicked the circle in front of him: "Originally, there would not be this group of people coming to carve up their interests, but now there is a new group of people coming."

"It makes them feel like their turf is being invaded."

Chen Ye shook his head: "Actually, it's not that they are short-sighted, but that this is the nature of human nature."

"Perhaps you think it will benefit everyone, as long as the new benefits are greater than the old ones, but the old nobles and those who have occupied the upper echelons of interests will think about another issue."

"This circle can be expanded, but if we kill the people who will share the benefits in the womb, then when the circle naturally becomes larger, both their interests and their shares will become larger?"

Listening to Chen Ye's words, Shang Yang gradually fell into silence.

The sunshine outside the window was very bright and hit the house from the outside. Some of the setting sun fell on Shang Yang's cheeks. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were very obvious, like an extremely tired old man.

Shang Yang was obviously still young at this time.

Chen Ye looked at the bamboo slips in his hands and Shang Yang in front of him, also remaining silent.

After a while, Shang Yang seemed to have made a decision. He raised his head and looked at Chen Ye: "The tide of the times is rolling forward, and I cannot stop it."

"At the end of the game, everyone will fall into a crazy fight."

"If I give you a blue cloud, can you keep yourself out of it?"

Chen Ye looked at Shang Yang, constantly calculating in his mind, and finally his voice was calm and powerful: "I can."

Shang Yang stared at Chen Ye, trying to see something in his eyes.

"From the beginning, you only wanted to start from me, right?"

Chen Ye was slightly silent, and after a moment he replied: "That's not the case."

He spoke the truth from his heart, without hiding anything: "In the beginning, I just wanted a place to settle down, so I wanted to be a small official by your side."

"In this way, we can settle down and live in Qin."

"You can figure it out later."

"I didn't think about you accepting me as your disciple. When you said this, I was shocked, but at the same time I was pleasantly surprised."

"That night, when you asked me what the law was, I wanted to make it up, but in the end I chose to tell my true thoughts."

"The country can rule by law, but this law is illegal."

"The law is the unshakable foundation, and determination does not change with human will [Legalism]."

At this point, Chen Ye wanted to say something more, but Shang Yang waved his hand tiredly: "Okay, there's no need to say anything more."

He looked at Chen Ye: "You can keep the rest to tell the king."

Shang Yang sat up straight and said, "As for the names of you and me as master and disciple."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Ye bowed his head and said: "Once a teacher, always a father."

"No matter what, you are my teacher, and your determination cannot be changed by external things."

"If your strings are changed due to external things today, and if you encounter other things tomorrow, how can you stick to your original intention?"

Chen Ye raised his head, his eyes full of determination: "The boy once said that all he wants in life is a clear conscience."

"I may have had utilitarian motives for worshiping you as my teacher before, but my decision came from my heart."

"I don't want to cut ties with you today, for the same reason."

After a long silence, Shang Yang said with some relief: "Forget it, just listen to what you say."

He looked at Chen Ye calmly. Although he and Chen Ye became his master and apprentice not long ago, only a dozen days, it was enough for him to feel Chen Ye's sincerity.

"I will recommend you to the king, but I will not speak kindly to you."

"Whether you are willing to see you and whether you are willing to give you a high enough status and power all depends on whether you can convince the king."

Chen Ye nodded slightly, with some sincerity and curiosity in his voice.

"How are you preparing for Master Lin and the old nobleman?"

how is it?

Shang Yang laughed dumbly: "My sword is not bad at all!"

East Palace.

There was a hint of curiosity in Ying Si's voice: "Teacher, what do you think Shang Yang will choose?"

(End of this chapter)