Meng Wu sat there, watching Chunyu Yue holding a box of books respectfully facing Zhao Ling, bent down and retreating. With such a posture, how could it look like Chunyu Pushe, who once had a proud and dared to point at the nose and curse the tyrant when facing the First Emperor? After Chunyu Yue left Zhangtai Palace, Zhao Ling waved his hand and asked all the servants around him to go out, and then asked Meng Wu: "Elder General Meng, do you think the law of Shang Jun can be changed? Can you educate the people with Confucianism?" Meng Wu was still lost his mind just now. When Zhao Ling asked him, he looked upright and replied, "The old minister is a martial artist who does not understand political affairs. However, the First Emperor restarted Shang Yang's law and ruled the country with law. The Qin Dynasty was able to be stable today. The people did not pick up the remains of the road and did not close their doors at night. Your Majesty How much shock will it cause if we reuse Confucianism now?” "Mengwu, please be cautious!" "If Confucianism is prevalent among the people, who will cultivate land and who will open up land? Foreign enemies are invading, will Your Majesty want those Confucian scholars to resist?" Meng Wu said at the last moment that he was a martial artist and did not understand political affairs. The next moment, he moved out the law of Shang Jun, and made it reasonable and well-founded. Zhao Ling laughed and said, "Gen. Meng, if you don't know political affairs, then what are the Confucian scholars such as Chunyu Yue and others called them?" Meng Wu looked serious and asked in confusion: "So Your Majesty knows these principles, why do you still insist on using Confucianism?" Zhao Ling raised his lips: "Recently using Confucianism is the only thing that will happen after the people of the world can eat and wear warmth. Now what I want is Confucian food."
"When all the people in the world can eat and wear warm clothes?" Meng Wu then remembered that Zhao Ling did tell Chunyu Yue that if they want to educate the people with Confucian sages, they must at least be able to eat and wear warm clothes. "Your Majesty just wants to use this method to deceive Confucians into donating food?" Let the people all over the world eat and wear a good meal? Isn’t this a fantasy? Can Chunyu Yue live until that day? "Elder General Meng, you can't say this nonsense. How can this be called a cheat?" Zhao Ling raised his eyebrows and said, "In three years, I will ask the people of the world to be well-fed and well-dressed. When it really comes to that time, I will be able to do so. , if you don’t joke, you naturally need to use Confucianism.” "The clans of Xi Wenyan and others have donated food. If Confucians do not set an example, why should they ask me to spread Confucianism in the future?" "Don't Confucianism advocates benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and trustworthiness? The people in the world are trapped in dire straits. They cannot just shout slogans and do things." Zhao Ling smiled and said, "I am giving them the opportunity to show it in front of the people. In the future, Confucianism will be promoted as a prelude to it.” Meng Wu probably understood Zhao Ling's intentions. No matter whether Zhao Ling could make the people of the world afford to eat three years later, he just wanted Chunyu Yue and Confucian disciples to help the victims. Isn't this a scam? Judging from Chunyu Yue’s performance just now, he seemed to be really impressed by Zhao Ling, but what if he discussed it with those Confucian scholars after he went back? Will he suddenly wake up? Anyway, even Meng Wu didn't believe that Zhao Ling could make the people of the world have no worries about food and clothing in three years, let alone those scheming Confucian scholars. "Your Majesty is wise! It seems that all the victims of the world can survive this year." Meng Wu still admired Zhao Ling very much. No matter whether Chunyu Yue would really help the victims after he returned, as long as the three major clans opened warehouses and released grain, even if the food was almost gone, the national treasury would definitely be enough. Just those Hu people who are eyeing him... Meng Wu just wants to go back and report to the First Emperor about what he saw and heard today. The First Emperor has his own decision. "Elder General Meng, I have sent some rare things to the mansion, please accept it with a smile." Zhao Ling wanted to put the Qin Dynasty in a state of peace in the simplest way, and it was imperative to win over Mengwu.
Meng Wu was highly respected in the Qin Dynasty. His disciples and former officials were spread throughout the Qin Dynasty and the military. If Zhao Ling could get his support, many things would be easier to do. Meng Wu stood up and bowed: "Thank you for your reward, Meng Wu has retired." Zhao Ling stepped forward and helped Meng Wu personally sent him out of Zhangtai Palace: "Elder General Meng, you are the minister of the Great Qin and my elder. I hope to take care of you. Please believe me, I will solve all the current problems of the Great Qin Dynasty. Trouble." Meng Wu really couldn't tell whether Zhao Ling was false or respectful to him, but his intuition told him that Zhao Ling was sincere to him. "I also brought a cook from Sanchuan County to give it to the old general. Now it has been delivered to your mansion. You have been fighting for the Qin Dynasty for the rest of your life." "Thank you for your kindness." Meng Wu was taken away by Zhao Ling with his arm and sent him out of Zhangtai Palace. After walking for a long time, Zhao Ling stood there and waited for Meng Wu to leave before leaving. His respect for Meng Wu was expressed. Meng Wu left the palace, first of allWhen he returned to his mansion, he needed to take all the things Zhao Ling gave him to the First Emperor for the first emperor. "Father, these are all sent by His Majesty." Meng Yi was also amazed at the mountain of things piled up in the yard. These things can no longer be called precious, because there are too many things in them, let alone you have never seen them or heard of them, and you cannot measure the value of them at all. "General Meng, this is the master chair, you can lie on it and feel it." "This is a down jacket, which is the warmest in the cold winter." “This fruit is called watermelon and is sweet and delicious.” "This fruit is called banana, soft, sweet and sweet." “This is…” The attendant sent by Zhao Ling to give gifts talked endlessly about the rare things and fruits in the yard. None of these things should have appeared in the Qin Dynasty, but Zhao Ling asked someone to go out to sea, marked the map, and depicted the shape and taste, which made it much easier to find. "This is potatoes, and it is also a magical thing that Your Majesty has found overseas. It is easy to plant. You only need to cut a piece and you can plant it. One acre of land can produce 200 kilograms. This time, except for every soldier, the army from Sanchuan County to Xianyang, accompanied him. After carrying ten kilograms, Your Majesty had already asked the soldiers of Sanchuan County to send dry food made of potatoes to various counties to help the victims." Meng Wu picked up a mud-covered potato and weighed the portion, and asked, "How do you eat this thing?" "Report to General Meng, this thing can be eaten while cooking, roasted, or fried or fried..." The servant pointed to the pot next to him, "It's rapeseed oil inside, you can use that oil Fry or fry.” Meng Wu frowned and said, "Then, how many places can you eat such a potato?" “Eat all.” A trace of excitement flashed in Meng Wu's eyes and murmured to himself: "If you plant all the fertile fields of Daqin..." The attendant smiled and said, "Elder General Meng, no fertile land is needed to plant potatoes. They are cold-resistant and drought-resistant. A lot of them are planted in the mountains of Sanchuan County. In the year, you can harvest one season in spring and autumn." Meng Wu was stunned when he heard this, stared at the servant for a while, and a strange smile appeared on his face: "Are you from Sanchuan County?" The attendant nodded, “That’s right.” "You serve Your Majesty all year round?" "Xiaguan has no honor. Before, Xiaguan was the head of Sishui Pavilion in Pei County. Later, he met Your Majesty and was summoned to Sanchuan County to be the county magistrate."
"Very good! Come with me!" The First Emperor didn't know what was going on in Sanchuan County now. Zhao Ling actually sent someone over in person. He had to take him to see the First Emperor and let him tell the First Emperor a good idea about what happened in Sanchuan County. "By the way, who is your last name?" "Secretary Liu Ji."