After listening to the three chapters of Zhao Si's covenant, Liu Pi fell into silence.

What is certain is that all the schools of thought must have the heart to govern the country, and the concept and ideological program of governing the country are the foundation of the school.

In contrast, the study of skills is not an important task that the Mohists cannot abandon.

The three chapters of Zhao Si's covenant are equivalent to asking the Mohists to abandon their own ideological program, abandon the foundation of the Mohists, and only retain the second-level skills to study the way, so the question is, is such a Mohist still a Mohist?

can no longer enter the court as an official, which is equivalent to completely cutting off the possibility of Mo disciples who have entered the craftsman bureau to govern the country through the world.

"This ......," Liu Bi opened his mouth and fell silent again.

"Sir, don't be suspicious, I have no prejudice against the Mo family, and even when I was preparing to build the craftsman bureau, the first thing I thought of was the Mo family's disciples, but the world's good study skills are not the Mo family, and the three chapters of this covenant are not for the Mo family, anyone can join the craftsman bureau, whether it is the Mo family, or Confucianism, or the Yin and Yang family, after joining the craftsman bureau, they are all treated equally, and they can no longer interfere in the affairs of the court, and they can no longer enter the court as an official. And study in private......" Zhao Si smiled.

Liu Bi nodded and fell into deep thought.

Zhao Si didn't say that the Mo family had to give up their knowledge of scripture and righteousness if they wanted to live, but only said that they could no longer interfere in the affairs of the court after joining the Craftsman Bureau......

emmmm……

"I probably understand what Shangqing means." Liu Bi nodded and spoke.

"It's good that Mr. can understand, I want to invite Mr. to join the Craftsman Bureau and coordinate the affairs of the Craftsman Bureau, Mr. can think about it carefully." Zhao Si nodded.

He has never liked to play with words, explain the problem clearly, and then let the other party make a choice, if Liu Bi is reluctant to have the rights on his body, Zhao Si does not have to be Liu Bi.

"I am naturally willing to work for Shangqing!" Liu Bi nodded without any hesitation.

He is in a very embarrassing situation now, although he is going to be the Zuo Zhonghou of Shaofu, but the power in his hands is almost nothing, he is already over half a hundred years old, if it is according to normal logic, he can see through it at a glance in the future.

In this case, it is better to give up the Zuo Zhonghou on his body, join the Craftsman Bureau, coordinate the affairs of the Craftsman Bureau, and open up a place for the Mo family.

Although he can't go out of the court as an official after joining the craftsman bureau, it is also an iron rice bowl......

It's not that the Mo family has to give up their own knowledge of scripture and righteousness, and it's not a bad thing to have another way to choose, and among the disciples of the Mo family, there are indeed a large number of people who don't like court disputes and scriptures and righteousness, and only like to study skills and knowledge.

Moreover, although Zhao Si said that the craftsman bureau cannot involve the court and cannot interfere in government affairs, it seems to be much purer than the court, but Liu Pi knows very well that where there are people, there will definitely be struggles.

This is an eternal truth......

Even if you just study the technical knowledge, you can do it.

When it comes to money and promotion, as long as it is institutionalized, there will always be a series of struggles around the system, but here it is softer and less than the battles in the court.

"Good!" Zhao Si smiled and nodded.

"In that case, Mr. will start gathering disciples who are willing to join the craftsman's bureau." Zhao Si nodded.

Liu Bi agreed and left happily.

"In this way, iron smelting, explosives...... Even the revision and sorting out of scientific books has finally been settled! ”

"Technology...... It is the primary productive force! ”

Zhao Si has always understood that science and technology are the primary productive forces.

Among all the things he did, Zhao Si only paid the most attention to the five grain garden and the craftsman bureau.

An agricultural research department, a mechanical research department.

But this is not enough, Zhao Si also has to revise them into a systematic book and knowledge system, and he also wants to let science sprout in this era.

He never confuses craftsmen and scientific and technological workers, that is two different things at all, Zhuxia has never lacked craftsmen who have reached the pinnacle of skills, and what Zhuxia lacks is a perfect knowledge system and scientific concepts.

Zhao Si made a start, and the next thing is to follow the steps, give them certain guidance, and then let the scientific and technological development of this era get on the right track.

Zhao Si would not doubt the vision of the first emperor, nor would he doubt the vision of the later emperor.

A department that benefits the country and the people and does not involve court battles and actual power, as long as the emperor is not a fool, he will not think of starting from here, and these departments will not actually have any disputes with civil and military officials.

Advances in science and technology will bring greater benefits to vested interests.

Zhao Si rushed towards the official office of the aviation trade military government, the craftsman bureau was still in the ascendant, and the initial R&D and office departments had to buy it for them.

Zhao Si's heart is finally about to be successfully implemented, and he is very happy, but some people are happy, and some people are not so happy.

Such as...... Now gathered in the Fusu Mansion Wang Juan, Feng Quji, Meng Yi and others......

At this moment, in the mansion of the eldest son Fusu, the atmosphere was extremely strange.

Among them, the eldest son Fusu knelt at the head of the case, Meng Yi accompanied him, and Wang Juan and Feng Quji, who had already been electrified into the field, were slightly far away from Meng Yi, and the two were closer to each other.

There are many people who support the eldest son Fusu as the prince, but they are not close to each other, they just reached an agreement on supporting Fusu as the prince, but their political opinions are not exactly the same, which can be seen from the seats in the eldest son's mansion.

Even those who supported Fusu had a gap with each other, and there were not a few people who had grudges.

After all, Fusu is the real general trend, not that Zhao Gao and Meng Yi have a fierce conflict, otherwise Zhao Gao would not mind becoming a member of the Fusu party.

However, at this moment, the atmosphere of the eldest son's mansion was a little calm.

Wang Juan looked at the eldest son sitting at the head of the case, with an incredulous look on his face, and tentatively asked: "The eldest son is just right, isn't it a joke?" ”

The rest of the people also focused their attention on Fusu.

Fusu did not give up his younger brother Hu Hai, and privately looked for the first emperor, but the first emperor did not agree, and asked Zhao Si to take him back, but this does not mean that Fusu has given up.

He can also play in books!

So he summoned Meng Yi, Wang Xuanfeng, and the three of them, wanting to ask their opinions on whether there was a good way to recall his younger brother.

As a brother, Fusu must not want to see Hu Hai continue to suffer in the frontier land.

He knew that Hu Hai had made a very serious mistake, but after all, it was his brother, even if he wanted to be punished, it was enough to keep him in Xianyang City and deprive him of his power, so why let him travel thousands of miles?

In ancient times, exile was basically equivalent to mortality.

From a few months to three or five years, few people survive the harsh conditions.

Fusu just wanted to save his brother's life, even if he confined Hu Hai in the mansion, he was not so difficult to accept.

"The suffering of exile for thousands of miles is no different from cutting and killing, it is not a joke!" Fusu nodded earnestly.

Now different from the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties, the south has been greatly developed, so the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties have repeatedly been exiled and can be reinstated, and the exile at that time is no longer a certain death.

But looking ahead, during the Qin, Han and Tang dynasties, few officials were exiled.

In the final analysis, the living environment in the remote places in the south at this time was too harsh, and it was already extremely difficult to live, not to mention that he could still realize the Tao during exile like Wang Yangming.

It is said to be exile, but in fact it is no different from killing.

"But...... Childe ......, "Wang Juan is a little confused about Fusu's brain circuit.

Wait, don't you really know what Hu Hai did?

Exile and murder are no different from Wang Juan's approval, but ...... It also depends on what Hu Hai has done, and it is also a loss that Hu Hai is the prince and the son of the first emperor, otherwise there is no need to be exiled at all, and the clan can be punished directly.

Although the matter of the sand dunes is more secretive. But everyone present is an old fox, and even if you guess, you can guess a rough thing.

Besides, Hu Hai has the heart to compete for the prince, and after Wang Juan was exiled in the end, it was enough to save face if he didn't shout a good death, but Fusu wanted to get people back?

Fight for storage! Hu Hai is fighting for the reserve!

Isn't it fighting with anyone to fight with Fusu?

Wang Juan rubbed his eyebrows and only felt a headache: "Your Majesty has already made a decision on this matter, although the old minister knows the son's love for his brother, but His Majesty has Tianxian in his mouth, how can he rebel?" ”

"Childe has already been to the palace, right?" Without waiting for Fusu to speak, Meng Yi took the lead in asking.

Fusu nodded.

……

Wang Juan and Feng Quji looked at each other and fell silent.

Needless to say, there is no such thing as a good juice.

If the First Emperor gladly agreed, would he still call them over?

Judging from past experience, I am afraid that Fusu will anger the First Emperor again......

Fusu, like the First Emperor, was a very assertive person, but it was precisely because of his assertiveness that he brought a lot of trouble to those who supported him.

If Fusu didn't have so many things, he would rush to his identity and prestige, I'm afraid that Fusu would have been canonized as the prince more than ten years ago, how could there be so many things behind, so that he was degraded to Longxi far away from Xianyang?

Regardless of the political aspirations of those who supported the Fusu, there was one thing they probably agreed on.

Become a prince first!

Nothing is more important than this.

After learning that Fusu had already been to the palace and was very likely to have angered the First Emperor, and that Fusu also planned to anger the First Emperor again through the court recital, Wang Xuanfeng and even Meng Yi tacitly reached a consensus.

The three of them looked at each other, and Feng Qujian groaned for a moment and suddenly spoke.

"Childe, it's absolutely impossible to go to the book!"

Fu Su suddenly heard Feng Quji's statement, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly condensed, and his eyes looked at Feng Qujian with heavy eyes.

"The minister knows that the son loves his brother very much, but the son has angered His Majesty, and the exile of the little boy is also set by His Majesty. Feng Quji said seriously.

"That's exactly the truth...... Although the exile was difficult, the accompanying sergeants did not dare to snub the little boy, it was not a place of death, but if it angered His Majesty, then I am afraid it would ......" Wang Juan also said in a deep voice.

"The matter of the sand dunes is quite secret, and it is difficult for me to know the whole picture when I follow His Majesty on patrol, and now that the eldest son has just returned to Xianyang, at this time, such a thing should not be mentioned more......" Meng Yi also expressed his opinion.

Meng Yi's perception of Hu Hai is also relatively average, not to mention that Hu Hai has a desire to compete for reserves.

He didn't want Fusu to meddle in such a thing, how long had Fusu been in Longxi?

Finally, the situation has improved, and now you plan to do it again?

Is this planning to return to Longxi to find the Huns to eat wool? Not to mention Meng Yi, I'm afraid that all supporters of Fusu can't accept such a thing.

Fusu is already in his thirties, and he will be forty years old soon, no matter how much he expects it, but if the position of the prince is not implemented, it will not be stable for a day.

And from any point of view, Great Qin needs a prince to stabilize the current situation.

Hu Hai had delusions because Fusu was unable to establish a prince for a long time, in addition to Hu Hai, Fusu also had more than a dozen brothers.

Will those supporters of the support of the Soviet Union be frustrated by the long period of non-implementation? It's all uncertain......

The longer you wait, the more confusing the situation becomes.

Fusu's face showed a little embarrassment, looking at the firm and unshakable expressions of Meng Yi, Wang Juan and Feng Quji, Fusu finally sighed helplessly and left with his sleeves.

Clearly, Fusu was not satisfied with the fact that his supporters did not support his actions.

But he couldn't ignore everyone's opinions.

He could not save his brother, and he could only use other methods to make the life of Hu Hai, who was exiled in Lingnan, as good as possible.

Although it is exiled, Hu Hai is the prince after all, and Fusu will give preferential treatment again, and the chances of survival can still be greatly improved.

However...... Not everyone was on the same page in this matter.

Meng Yi sighed in vain and left, he knew that Fusu valued his feelings, and he also knew that Hu Hai was equivalent to being brought up by Fusu, but Hu Hai's mistake was too big, and he couldn't continue to support Fusu to make such a decision, so he reached a consensus with Wang Juan Feng to get rid of it, and prevented Fusu from writing and letting Hu Hai fend for himself.

However, Wang Juan and Feng Qujian thought more.

"It's not always an option...... I won't mention it today, I won't mention it tomorrow, with the character of the eldest son, I will mention it sooner or later. Wang Juan sighed.

"Since this is the case, then I will intercept all the letters sent from Lingnan, and then hand them over to the eldest son after screening, after a long time, there is no news, and it will fade." Feng Qujian nodded.

"This is not appropriate, how can correspondence be so easily intercepted? Moreover...... The little son is raised by the eldest son, although he is a brother, he is more like a father, how can the eldest son ignore it? Wang Juan shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Feng Quji's eyebrows moved, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Lingnan has a lot ......of miasma," Wang Juan said with a slight sigh.

(End of chapter)