Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Chapter 171 Fusu's grievances

"The development of gunpowder is extremely dangerous, and I know you are afraid."

"But precisely because gunpowder is dangerous, its power is also enormous. If this is accomplished, our Qin army will be invincible on the battlefield in the future, and all foreign enemies will submit to our Qin army."

"My Qin Empire, all nations will submit to it, and all the mountains and rivers will become Qin territory. How magnificent it will be."

"And your contributions are crucial. The Qin State, the King, and the people will always remember your sacrifices."

"In the future, the annals of Qin's history will surely include a page for you all."

"I ask everyone to stay and continue to complete the research on gunpowder."

Having said that, Zhang Yuanqing bowed deeply again and said, "I'm counting on you all."

The Prime Minister of a country, the Marquis of Guannei in the Great Qin, the Prince's mentor, and the future imperial teacher, bowed deeply to these alchemists twice.

The alchemists hurriedly helped Zhang Yuanqing up.

Then he straightened his messy clothes and bowed deeply to Zhang Yuanqing.

"Since you have treated us so well, we are willing to stay and develop gunpowder for Qin and you, the Marquis."

"Everyone, please stand up quickly."

Zhang Yuanqing helped everyone up and said, "Thank you all for your generosity. I admire you."

"In the future, when adjusting the ratio, please be careful and protect your own safety."

Outside the door, Ying Zheng and Fusu, who had rushed over after hearing the news, stood there, silently listening to the conversation between the people inside. They did not say anything for a long time, and then left quietly.

When they reached the gate, Fusu stopped and said, "Father, I want to wait for the teacher again."

The teacher has always disliked alchemists, saying that their elixirs are all scams.

However, today, in order to make those alchemists willing to stay and develop gunpowder, the teacher actually bowed deeply twice.

Fusu felt as if there was a ball of gas blocking his chest, causing it to swell and hurt.

Ying Zheng also stopped, looked at Fusu, raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"That teacher has a broad mind and won't care about these little things."

Fusu naturally knew it in his heart, but he just felt that it was too unfair for his teacher to show such a great courtesy to others.

"Fusu knows, but Fusu still feels that the teacher was wronged today."

And it was because of the grievances suffered by the Qin State.

This should have been his and his father's responsibility.

Ying Zheng smiled, patted Fusu's shoulder again, and said nothing more.

Back then, I was like this too.

For the throne and for the Qin State, a little grievance is nothing.

It’s just that I am doing this for my own throne, and Zhang Qing is doing this for the Qin State.

The father and son stood outside, silently waiting for the man inside to come out.

When Zhang Yuanqing came out, he saw this scene and was surprised.

Why haven’t Your Majesty and the Crown Prince left yet?

"Greetings, Your Majesty, Prince."

Fusu turned around and helped the teacher up: "Teacher, please stand up quickly."

After saying that, he looked at his father again.

Ying Zheng also spoke up, "Zhang Qing, please come with me to the carriage. It has been a long time since I last visited your Prime Minister's residence. Today, we, the king and his subjects, will go to your place for a gathering."

Zhang Yuanqing did not refuse and got into the emperor's carriage with Fusu.

Shi Yi hurriedly took down a footstool and helped the marquis into the car.

The emperor's carriage slowly drove into the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion paid their respects one after another.

I saw the Prime Minister actually getting off the Majesty's carriage.

Soon, the news that the Right Prime Minister and His Majesty rode in the same carriage spread to many people, and then more and more people knew about it.

Many people were so jealous that they ate a bowl of rice crazily, which caused their family members to nervously take away their bowls. Only then did they feel much more balanced.

Walking into the courtyard, the three of them sat down under the old tree where Zhang Yuanqing often rested.

"Teacher, you are the Right Prime Minister of Qin State. You don't have to treat those alchemists like this."

Fusu was still thinking about this matter all the way, and now he finally couldn't help but speak.

Ying Zheng glanced at the master and disciple without saying a word.

"The Prince should know the importance of gunpowder."

"These alchemists are using their lives for research."

"I can't treat them too well."

"But teacher,"

"Okay, I know what the prince means."

Although the child grew up and became the crown prince, he was still childish sometimes.

Zhang Yuanqing smiled, his tone still gentle, and he didn't care about his deep worship of those alchemists.

"I know the prince is feeling wronged for me. He is a good boy."

With his current status, he could only bow his hands in greeting when facing His Majesty. In Fusu's opinion, he was indeed greatly wronged by such a deep bow.

At this time, Qingque came up with tea and then retreated.

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the teapot and poured a cup for His Majesty first, and then poured another for Fusu, but was stopped by Fusu with one hand.

Fusu picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for his teacher, and then added a cup for himself.

The aroma of tea filled the air, seeming to calm people's emotions.

"My two bows have earned these alchemists' willingness to develop gunpowder for the Qin State. I think it is worth it."

"Prince, please don't feel wronged for your teacher."

"For the prosperity of Qin, we will do anything without any grievance."

Fusu looked at the teacher blankly.

He took these words to heart.

Many years later, Fusu still remembered his teacher's words.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was autumn harvest time, and the whole Qin State welcomed a good harvest.

The people were so happy looking at the full granaries that they couldn't sleep for several nights.

After the autumn harvest, it was the 19th year of Zheng.

The books compiled by Fusu and the Confucian school have been printed into volumes and sent to the various branches of Daqin Academy in batches.

At this point, the college students have an additional course called "Thought Course".

Anyone who wants to serve as an official in the court must pass the ideological assessment.

What follows is the fall enrollment.

The lives of the people in Qin State improved a lot this year. Moreover, the tuition fee of Daqin College was not high, so many people were willing to send their children to school.

On the day of enrollment, the people lining up in front of the gates of various Daqin colleges were like long dragons that stretched as far as the eye could see.

As the college teachers looked at so many people coming to register, they felt their wrists, which had been sore from recording names, become strong again.

These are all their future disciples.

However, at this busy time, something happened in the new recruits' camp outside Xianyang City.

Due to a dispute, the new recruit Ying Gao beat the new recruit Hei Niu to death.

General Che Chi is in charge of the new recruits camp.

When the guards came to report, Che Chi felt something was wrong.

According to the current Qin law, beating someone to death without reason is a capital crime.

"Go, arrest Ying Gao and inform his family."

"And call Black Bull's family as well."

"promise."

Soon, Ying Chang, who learned that his son had killed a new recruit, came on horseback.

Hei Niu's home was in Xianyang. After Afu and his mother were told that their child had been beaten to death, they came to the military camp in grief.

When Yingchang saw Hei Niu's parents, he immediately asked his servant to bring up the gold cakes he had prepared.

"This is the compensation we give you. After you take it, don't publicize it anymore."

The servant placed a heavy bag of gold cakes in the hands of Hei Niu's father and looked at the clothes of the two men with some contempt in his eyes.

"This money is enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life. Take it and live well."

Black Bull's parents had never seen a gold cake before, and now it felt heavy in their hands. However, there was no joy on their faces.