Daqin: I was overheard by Zulong

Chapter 318: Live as a hero, die as a ghost

Xun Zheng was trembling with anger. He was born in the direct line of the Xun family in Yingchuan. Although he was not the eldest son, he could not be insulted by others. Li Si dared to speak such nonsense in front of him. ?
Li Si before he became famous was nothing more than a poor family. If he hadn't gained the attention of Lu Buwei and the King of Qin at that time, and became the left prime minister of the Great Qin, Xun Zheng would have already slapped him.

But even so, Xun Zheng couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up abruptly and stared at Zhao Yi, "His Royal Highness, since Prime Minister Zuo made it clear, the grass-roots dare to ask His Royal Highness what he thinks?"

Xun Zheng's words made many people present look strange, especially Ying Zheng. He was now eager for Zhao Yi to express his position. At the same time, he also saw that Xun Zheng had no idea that Zhao Yi's treatment of the aristocratic family was even more powerful than him!
Zhao Yi didn't bother to slander this time, he waved his hands and smiled and said, "Mr. Xun, why bother? There is a poem here, which is very suitable for the occasion. You can listen to it and read it carefully."

"The white house produces a prince, and a poor family produces a noble son; a general has no seed, and a man should strive for self-improvement."

Hum... When Zhao Yi's poem came out, Xun Zheng, who was still furious just now, suddenly became quiet. Even Li Si, who had just been helped to the door by his servants, suddenly became quiet.

Ying Zheng suddenly rose up, and everyone present couldn't help but get up. At this moment, everyone was shocked by Zhao Yi's words.

All the elites of Great Qin were present, how could they not understand the meaning behind Zhao Yi's poem.

Feng Shuyi and Xun Miaoke's beautiful eyes widened, and they looked at Zhao Yi with joy in their eyes. With such a husband, what else can they be dissatisfied with?

But Zhao Yi's words didn't end there. I just heard him go on to say: "The Great Qin is the Great Qin of the world, not the Great Qin of any family. If you want your descendants to prosper and prosper, you must show your due attitude. "

"The country is prosperous and strong, the subjects are revitalized, and the people are rich. Only in this way can the country and the family continue to prosper."

"And if we want to achieve this step, we must first broaden the wisdom of the people and recruit talented people, especially in terms of thinking. Literati, especially those with both ability and political integrity, are the foundation of our country."

"No matter what kind of aristocratic family is divided, the poor family is a fallacy. It is harmful and useless to the Great Qin. Learning is a treasure, and Confucianism is a treasure on the table. You see it as a prime minister, and you must use scholars. Is it possible that Mr. Xun thought that apart from the aristocratic family, the poor family can't do it. Got it?"

Another thought-provoking famous sentence, Ying Zheng's eyes were full of brilliance, "Okay, what the prince said should be the most reasonable words, okay!"

Xun Zheng looked deeply at Zhao Yi, his eyes were full of horror. He didn't expect Zhao Yi to be so talented and insightful. Originally, he always thought that Zhao Yi was just superficial. Now it seems that he underestimated the people of the world. .

But Xun Zheng couldn't help but say a few more words: "His Royal Highness is a talented man who can express the long-cherished wish of the world's literati, but I don't know if there are poems that can express the long-cherished wish of the world's warriors?"

"What's so difficult about this!" Zhao Yi laughed loudly: "You should be a hero in life, and you should be a hero in death!"

Zhao Yi's poems are short and sharp, and they don't have much momentum when they are spoken, but when everyone hears this poem, it seems that a hurricane is rushing towards them.

"You should be a hero in life, and you should be a hero in death!" Xun Zheng's eye sockets enlarged for a while, his blood surged up, and he could hardly hold back his emotions.

Yingzheng's eyes sparkled, and seeing the dumbfounded expressions of the people around him, great pride surged in his chest.

This is the prince I chose, who is enough to make me look good. With these few lines of poems and essays, Kong Jia and Wang Ben's ilk will never dare to show off in the court again.

Feng Shuyi and Xun Miaoke still looked at Zhao Yi with fascinated eyes. The two women were completely impressed by Zhao Yi's talent, but the hall, which was noisy just now, fell into deathly silence.

Everyone couldn't recover from Zhao Yi's imposing poetic realm, the air of an emperor is nothing more than that!
No one expected such a thought-provoking poem to be eaten at a banquet. Therefore, after the banquet, these three poems quickly spread throughout Xianyang City with the help of thoughtful people.

At night, the snow in Xianyang City was getting heavier and heavier. In the Imperial Academy, Shusun Tong was reading ancient books. Leng Buding and Kong Jia burst in with excitement on his face, "Mr. Shusun, I came across a wonderful sentence here, and I want to share it with you." !”

Shu Suntong raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Don't show off, the three lines of the prince's poems have been spread throughout Xianyang, and you only know now, and you still want to show off in front of me!"

"You already know? When did you know?" Kong Jia was stunned when he heard that. He really just found out. He wanted to show off in front of Shusun Tong, but he didn't expect that Shusun Tong had already known.

"Learning is a treasure of one's body, and Confucianism is a treasure at the table; as a prime minister, you must use scholars." Shusun Tong shook his head and sighed, "In this world, I am afraid that only His Highness the Crown Prince can recite such classic lines without hesitation. "

"Only His Highness the Crown Prince truly cares about the world's scholars and does not stick to his origin. This is a blessing for the world's scholars!"

"That's right." Kong Jia sat across from Shusun Tong, "I didn't understand a thing or two about what the prince did until today."

"First printing and papermaking, then punctuation marks, Chinese pinyin, and enlightenment books. The prince's layout over the past year is to enable scholars all over the world to have books to read and understand. A series of preparations and efforts have been made.”

"It's ridiculous for me to judge the prince's nature just by looking at the prince's superficial demeanor. It's really inappropriate."

"Exactly!" Shusuntong said with emotion: "I have learned about the poems and proses recited by His Royal Highness, and I have studied them carefully for a long time. I don't want to listen to you, Confucius. What the prince did, even if the sage Confucius is alive, I am afraid It is also difficult to be like the prince!"

As a descendant of the sage Kong, Kong Jia nodded repeatedly when he heard Shusuntong's words, "Exactly, what Mr. Shusun said is exactly what I think, but it's a pity that His Royal Highness does not accept apprentices, otherwise I will definitely I want to worship under the prince's door."

"Why don't I think so, alas..." At the beginning of Kong Jia's side, Shu Suntong couldn't help but sigh, and the two great scholars in the world sighed for not being able to become Zhao Yi's disciples.

In fact, in the whole city of Xianyang, like Kong Jia and Shusun Tong, there are still many people there, and everyone's heart is surging because of the three lines of poems that Zhao Yi recited at home.

At this time, Zhao Yi didn't care about the admiration of everyone in Xianyang City. At this time, His Royal Highness, the Prince of Qin, was waiting for news from outside Xianyang City...

(End of this chapter)