In early February of 206 BC, there was still thick snow in the north, as if it had never melted.

At the foot of the mountain more than 300 meters away, Han Xin, wearing a red robe, had just drilled an army of nearly 200,000 troops.

After the army retreated in an orderly manner, Han Xin pulled the reins and looked northeast, contemplating. Li Shang and Kuai Tong beside him both had cold faces. All three of them knew that a big battle was about to begin soon.

"Commander Han is really good at choosing places. Shouyang Mountain is where troops are trained. The place where Yi Shuqi, the great uncle of Guzhu Kingdom, died of starvation." Kuai Tong broke the silence, and there were no traces of injury on the legs next to the horse's belly.

"It's good to let the soldiers know the situation. In the summer and spring orders, instead of sitting around waiting for death, it is better to fight to support the war." Li Shang said, "First repel the Xiongnu in Wei and Zhao, and then move the army southward to relieve the difficulties.

Law."

In the past few months, Li Shang had been helping Han Xin train his troops with great care. Li Shiqi was still in Wei, and he could not help but fight back to rescue his brother.

Even though Han Xin lost to Ziying by one move and had to withdraw from Hangu Pass due to the situation, Kuai Tong still had confidence in Han Xin. Kuai Tong glanced at Han Xin's face and saw that he seemed troubled, and he couldn't help but feel strange.

"Is the commander-in-chief of Han still afraid of the Xiongnu?" Kuai Tong asked, "Although the Xiongnu occupies the right time and location, the people and people belong to the commander-in-chief. There is no need to worry about losing to Ziying and Mao Dunxin to sweep Donghu. Although this battle is in the eyes of outsiders,

It's like hitting an egg against a stone, in my opinion there is at least an 80% chance of winning."

"Wrong...100%." ​​Han Xin said calmly, "No matter how strong the Xiongnu is, if the battle takes place within the Nine Provinces, even if Mao Dun comes in person, he is no match for our commander."

"Then...why is the commander-in-chief so frowning?" Kuai Tong frowned.

Han Xin pointed to the northeast, "That's Makino. It's said that Shang Zhou was defeated by 700,000 people. I, the commander, can't figure out why this is true."

"Haha..." Kuai Tong smiled in relief, "What's worth thinking about? It's just that King Zhou is unpopular. Did Commander Han really believe in the 'evil god's help' spread by Ziying? Not long ago he was

Heaven has driven away the evil gods?"

"The people of Qin are good at tricks, so you can't believe the nonsense!" Li Shang interjected, "General Han is leading the Northern Expedition to Kyushu, so he needs to beware of Ziying's sneak attack!"

"He won't." Han Xin chuckled and shook his head, "There is no need for discussion between smart people. Regardless of the fact that the Qin people can't move lightly after the war. He should also know that now only this commander can repel the Xiongnu. If he

If he hinders my great commander, if the Xiongnu goes south, he will be unable to maintain it. The notoriety of sneak attacks will make it completely impossible for him to seize the world again."

"But... what about Yingbu? He is not honest, and his actions are contrary to common sense." Li Shang felt uneasy.

"If a war breaks out, it seems that we can no longer be wary of him. Mei Rong and Wu Rui have not sent troops to Nanyang for a long time. I don't know what they are planning..." Kuai Tong agreed, feeling extremely uncomfortable when he mentioned that name.

"Dong Nan seems to have no intention of paying attention to him, so he can only rely on Zi Ying." Han Xin turned to look to the west, "This commander-in-chief has two conditions that he cannot refuse."

In a place far north of Xianyang City, the dilapidated remains have long been cleared away.

It is rumored that the King of Qin, his wife, and all the ministers came here today, which attracted the people in the city who had been waiting for a long time to go out and watch.

"I heard that the king rebuilt the Xianyang Academy and wanted to send scholars here to teach... Confucianism?"

"Not only Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism...it is said that they are all taught."

"This is strange. If you don't want to join Qin, how can the king take the initiative to welcome Confucians?"

The table, which was more than twice as wide as before, now had eight sides, and the people around him talked angrily. Some said that King Qin was cruel and killed tens of thousands of Western Wei soldiers. Some said that King Qin was kind and did not kill the wealthy businessmen who surrendered to the enemy. In the end, there was no one.

So yes.

Beside the stage, in the pavilion, Ziying and Qing'e sat side by side, one on the left and the other on the right, looking at the high platform outside. Xin Zhui stood beside Ziying, licking the candied haws with his tongue out.

"How is it? Miss Xin Zhui, although the snow in Qin is not as big as that in Yan, there are no strange things in Yan~" Ziying looked at the little baby in white in front of him with a smile.

"It's delicious. It's a compensation for the king's imprisonment for several months." Xin Zhui didn't raise his eyes and concentrated on licking the strange thing he had never seen before.

"Wow, I can't even get a good word from you?"

Ziying smiled bitterly. There were too many things to deal with after the war. With Zhao Ping helping him, he actually forgot to dispatch the Xin family's father and daughter. However, something that was only available in the Song Dynasty more than a thousand years later was given to the little kid in front of him, and he actually got such a reply.

.

Qing'e was also holding back her smile. Although the court and the harem were orderly, the management was a bit boring. Xin Zhui's appearance made her happy.

"Zhui'er, don't be rude to the king! Thank him quickly!" Xin Sheng, a kind-faced man, frowned and scolded.

"No thanks~ Hehe." The little girl smiled slyly, "There are all common people outside, and the king won't blame the women if they don't thank you."

"Ghost clever."

Ziying laughed and scolded in a low voice, not paying attention. Today's mood was already good. Earlier, Zhaoping had sent a letter, saying that there was hope for developing grains. Now it is time to return to the country. As long as Zhaoping returns, Daqin can

Spend the lean years in peace.

"How can Zhui'er thank the king?" Qing'e asked with a smile on her face.

"This matter is simple~" Xin Zhui pulled out the close-fitting thin clothes with his small hands, "This clothes is too thick. The clothes of civilian girls are very thin~the thinnest in the world. The king has recaptured Bashu, Jinguancheng should be able to make this kind of clothes."

Clothes?"

"Yes, yes~"

Ziying secretly rolled her eyes at Xin Zhui. The little girl's wish was consistent. Thousands of years later, the plain gauze clothes in the tomb were so thin that even the time of excavation could not replicate them.

Ziying shook his head slightly to eliminate this thought. The little boy who was not yet an adult was reminded of his death.

However, according to history, nine years later, Xin Zhui, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, gave birth to a son. He had to intervene to stop this matter, so that a man named Li Cang, who was devoted to Liu Bang, would not be allowed to see Xin Zhui...

"Everyone in the world thinks that my real name is 'Li Er', but this is not true. I should take 'Li' as my surname."

On the high platform, Wei Liao gave a serious opening sermon, which inexplicably rubbed Zi Ying...

"Mr. Wei Liao!" Ziying yelled, holding back his anger, "Today we are talking about Confucianism, not Taoism."

"Um...Okay!" Wei Liao changed the subject quickly, "Confucius, whose surname is Zi, is Kong, whose given name is Qiu, and whose given name is Zhongni. The king of the Shang Dynasty also had the surname Zi, so after all, Confucius is considered a noble of the Shang Dynasty."

Wei Liao, who had "attained the Tao", had long since lost his obsession. When Ziying invited him to teach him, he immediately agreed.

"That's right!" Ziying stood up and walked to the door, "The king of the Qin Dynasty was a minister of the Shang Dynasty, and Confucius was an aristocrat of the Shang Dynasty. The Qin Dynasty has always admired Confucius, but there were many misunderstandings over the past hundred years, so there was a son

Not entering the Qin Dynasty is a thing of the past, but today I welcome Confucians to the Qin Dynasty."

"I see."

"So, it's just that Confucius taught in Qi and Lu, Confucianism should belong to the Qin Dynasty?!"

"Qilu does not reuse Confucius, and is not worthy of being the birthplace of Confucianism!"

It would be good if the people could accept the essence of various schools of thought. Ziying was too lazy to correct their assumptions and just let Wei Liao continue.

"Confucius worships etiquette, and his teachings are infinitely mysterious and can transform all things..."

"Mr. Wei Liao, wait a minute!" Chen He, who was holding a long sword in the audience, quickly interrupted Wei Liao, "How could Confucius be able to transform all things? This is not what Confucius always talked about."

"This... Confucius was taught by Lao Tzu, so he naturally had Lao Tzu's opinions." Wei Liao shook his head and said.

"Although I don't know much about Confucius, his monarchs and ministers... seem to have nothing to do with 'transformation'." Chen He frowned.

"This transformation is not that transformation, but it is similar to that transformation. Let the world understand it from the bottom of the heart, rather than pouring it into the brain. Doing filial piety does not necessarily mean filial piety, but it must be filial from the heart..." Wei Liao explained in detail,

He reached out to pick up the Analects of Confucius to defend himself.

"this..."

Not only Chen He, but also everyone in the audience was confused.

Gululu——

The wooden cart carrying bows and arrows was pushed to the side of the high platform by Ding Fu and his men.

"Confucius was good at the six arts, including rituals, music, archery, and the number of archery officials. Those who want to learn archery should follow my commander." Ding Fu laughed, thinking that his archery skills were superb, and today he could finally show them off in front of ordinary people.

"Ding Fu, you... don't make trouble!" Chen He scolded.

"Haha... Confucianism emphasizes teaching without distinction. People can practice whatever they want. The king has promised it." Ding Fu didn't care, "Follow me to the outside of the city and study it carefully."

Ding Fu's laughter and the sound of wheels faded away, followed by a large group of people, Wei Liao and Chen He "watching" the group off.

"Why are there still carts here? How many arrows will Ding Fu shoot?!" Chen He frowned as he glanced at the dozens of horse-drawn wooden carts.

"This belongs to me, the commander." Chen Xi flashed an evil smile from the side of the car, "There was a 'Marquis of Yu Qi' in Qi hundreds of years ago. I am a native of Qi, so I will teach you the art of imperialism as a matter of course."

"Hurry up!!" Wei Liao said angrily.

"Let's go now~"

The sound of wheels was followed by the sound of footsteps, and less than half of the people left the stage.

Tang Li, who was beside Chen He, had no choice but to spread his hands. He also wanted to teach numeracy, but seeing that only half of the people were left, he could only teach it to Wei Liao, who taught etiquette and books. It was really ugly to divide it into two halves.

Ziying and others in the cabinet were happy that they were fighting like this.

"Don't worry about the small number of people. Let's just say that we can choose proficient common people to teach them in the future." Ziying said with a proud smile. Today is the opening of the Xianyang Academy. The civil and military ministers came to support it. It will be almost impossible to see him in the future.

This is the scene.

"promise..."

Wei Liao and Tang Li were in different directions, and they spoke together with Zhang Liang, who taught Legalism, and their exquisite words suddenly gave off an extraordinary color. If it hadn't been for the damp and cold weather, Ziying tried his best to prevent Xu Lianti from going out, I'm afraid she would still want to

Teach the art of bow and horse.

"This is the beginning of the prosperous age. I not only want to conquer the world, but also prosper the world!" Ziying clenched his fist hard.

After that day, the "Lu Ban Shu" that I had studied suddenly lost its effectiveness, and the irritability in my chest also disappeared. There was no need to rely on the "Lu Ban Shu" anymore.

"Your Majesty, why are there no teachers of music and no farmers?" Xin Zhui walked to Ziying and asked, holding on to the bamboo stick with only one hawthorn left.

"Qin people are not good at music, and the book "Le" has been lost. Confucius did not teach agriculture." Ziying touched the little girl's horns and smiled, "However, there will be someone coming back from the south recently, and that person is good at farming. Change
To be continued...