Zichu: "......" If Zhu Xiang was not there, he would definitely press his son on his knee and spank him.

In fact, Zichu really fought.

When he was in Xianyang, one day Ying Xiaozheng made too much trouble, and the quilt Chu pressed on his knee and patted it.

Ying Xiaozheng yawned, not a single tear fell, and Zichu was so angry that he wanted to stick it.

At this time, Zhu Xiang appeared at the right time, snatched the bare-ass Ying Xiaozheng, and ran away with it.

After that, Zichu no longer fought Ying Xiaozheng with his own hands, and directly complained to Xue Ji.

Xue Ji's hands are heavier than him, and she can beat Ying Xiaozheng to tears. Occasionally, Zhu Xiang could only look at it with a stick, and he didn't dare to persuade or rob it.

"Why are you not happy that he came to you because he admired you?" Zichu asked.

Zhu Xiang said: "It's either unhappy, or I feel a little pressure." ”

Zhu Xiang paused and wondered, "Am I that famous?" Even Bian Que came to me? ”

Zichu and Ying Xiaozheng showed a speechless look of "you tease me" at the same time.

What is your own fame, you yourself do not know? Zhu Xiang/Uncle, are you a fool?!

Zhu Xiang looked at the expressions of the future King of Qin's father and son, and said, "Ah, it turns out that I am really famous. Will there be more experiences after that...... Talented people come to me? "He doesn't have to look for historical celebrities, change historical celebrities to find him?

Zi Chu was curious: "Who else do you want to come to you?" ”

Zhu Xiang pondered for a while and said, "It seems that there is no one left." ”

He doesn't remember many famous people in the Warring States, who were either under Zheng'er or destroyed by Zheng'er. So he doesn't do anything, the historical celebrities who should come will definitely gather under Zheng'er, and there is really no one who is particularly yearning.

If you have to say that there are people you want to see, those people are either silent or children. For example, he really wants to see the tragedy of the Zheng'er family.

I don't know if Zheng'er will name Hao'er Fusu now. Regardless of whether Zheng'er's eldest son is called Fusu or not, with Zheng'er's character, he should hand over his eldest son to himself to raise.

Ying Xiaozheng pulled Zhu Xiang's sleeve, and Zhu Xiang reflexively picked Ying Xiaozheng up.

Ying Xiaozheng asked, "Is it really gone?" Are there no more talents in the future? ”

Zhu Xiang smiled: "Aren't there enough talents around Zheng'er?" ”

Ying Xiaozheng said domineeringly: "It's never enough!" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Then Zheng'er will quickly unify the world, so that if the world's talents want to make a career, they will naturally come to Zheng'er, and they don't need Zheng'er to look for them." ”

Zichu was dissatisfied: "Zheng'er, his father is still here, why don't you tell me this." ”

Zhu Xiang hugged Zheng'er, and walked with Zichu to the courtyard where he lived, while talking poorly: "Oh? Xia Tong, you also have such a grand wish? Then let me ask you, if you unify the world, what kind of name will you give yourself? ”

Although he knew that Zhu Xiang was joking, Zi Chu still thought about it very seriously: "Isn't the title determined by posterity?" However, if you can unify the world, it is not bad to set a title yourself. How is Zhao? King Qin Zhao? ”

Zhu Xiang laughed out loud.

Old King Qin, come on, your grandson will rob you of your title!

"Zheng'er, come, teach your father, who has a weak imagination, what kind of name you want to give yourself if you unify the world." Zhu Xiang patted Ying Xiaozheng's meaty little buttocks sitting on his arm, "Let your father know how big the gap is between people." ”

Ying Xiaozheng glanced at Zi Chu with disdain, and said: "The merit of unifying the world exceeds that of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, I will take the title of Three Emperors and Five Emperors as one, not called the king, called the 'emperor', since I started, I am the first emperor." The emperor is supreme, how can future generations be crowned? From now on, I am Qin Shi Huang, and my descendants will be Qin II, Qin III, until eternity! ”

He muttered these words to his uncle when Handan's head was not clear. At that time, his uncle picked him up and kissed him, saying that Zheng'er was too powerful, but he couldn't tell anyone else about this sentence, and he couldn't say it until he became the king of Qin.

Then he came to the dream room a few days later, his mind became clear, and he almost didn't himself off with a hammer in both hands.

Can this kind of thing be said nonsense! I'm outside my dreams, are you a fool!

Fortunately, my uncle spoiled himself too much and didn't care about his nonsense.

But now, although he is not yet the king of Qin, his uncle asked, and he also said.

Zi Chu's face twitched violently a few times, his expression changed uncertainly, and he felt a little bit of gnashing of teeth.

Zhu Xiang arched the fire on the side: "Isn't it embarrassing?" Isn't it self-contained? Look at the gap, this gap, tsk ......"

Zi Chu took a deep breath and calmed down.

He smiled and said, "What Zheng'er said makes sense. If you can unify the world, you should indeed be called 'emperor'. From now on, I will be Qin Shi Huang, and Zheng'er will be Qin II. ”

Zhu Xiang let out a loud laugh.

Ying Xiaozheng petrified and cracked.

Zi Chu smiled and touched the petrified and cracked fat son's little head: "Thank you Zheng'er." ”

Ying Xiaozheng trembled, and the traces of the petrified statue cracking became bigger and bigger.

Zhu Xiang continued to laugh.

Do you think I'm bullying Zi Chu? No, I'm also bullying Zheng'er! Hahaha, I knew it would be like this! Zheng'er's expression is so cute!

"Uncle...... Uncle ...... "After the stone statue Ying Xiaozheng was weathered, he turned back into a fleshy and wronged little nephew, holding Zhu Xiang's neck and grinding his teeth.

Zichu continued to touch his son's little twitching: "Zheng'er will be Qin II in the future, are you happy?" ”

Ying Xiaozheng was angry, and his screams almost pierced Zhu Xiang and Zichu's eardrums: "I'm not happy!" ”

Zi Chu and Zhu Xiang laughed heartily together.

……

The selection of the title is still in the distant future, and now Zichu is only the grandson of the king, and Zheng'er is still the great-grandson of the king.

The people of Chu were really ready to move, and Zichu was busy pacifying the people and raising logistics; Wang Jian anxiously consolidated the city defenses.

Zhu Xiang continued to farm.

A war is a war, and we must not waste farming and delay farming.

Even if Wang Jian sent local young and strong farmers to join the army temporarily, the women, the elderly and children in the village could also farm.

Zhu Xiang brought ploughing cattle and iron tools to reduce their burden of farming.

"Zhu Xianggong, will they burn our fields?" The people here are not as depressed as the peasants of the Qin State. Zhu Xiang was kind to people, and after they saw Zhu Xiang a few times, they dared to talk to Zhu Xiang directly.

Zhu Xiang smiled: "No." They are separated by the Yangtze River...... It is the great river that will come to fight us, and the army will be blocked in the river and will not be able to cross. We are in the rear, and the war will not reach us. ”

The old farmer asked, "Really?" Are they really unable to fight? ”

Zhu Xiang pointed to himself and said, "You see I'm still here to farm with you, if I can call over, I won't run away early?" I'm a nobleman, too. ”

The old farmer's expression froze, and then he showed a somewhat relaxed and embarrassed smile: "Yes, Zhu Xianggong is still here!" ”

After this conversation, there was much less anxiety on the faces of the busy farmers.

The territorial sovereignty of the Warring States changed frequently, and today they paid taxes to this monarch and tomorrow to that monarch, and the farmland was burned to ashes by the strong walls and clear fields at every turn.

Although the Chu people have annexed Wuyue for a long time, there are always some people who are lucky to live a long time, and they remember the despair of Wuyue and Chu during the war.

Although heavy taxation and forced labor are terrible, at least they can give people a small hope of surviving, and in the event of war, it is really useless to think about it at all.

Li Mu captured Wucheng, Wucheng surrendered without a fight, and the local economy was not destroyed.

The peasants have welcomed a new king in fear, and now that the old king is coming to attack them, are they about to usher in despair?

Those who have experienced it are afraid, and those who have not experienced it are at a loss.

Zhu Xiang's words reassured them.

That's right, Zhu Xianggong is here, maybe their old monarch really can't beat it.

If the Qin people were not sure of victory, how could they teach them to plough the land, how could they give them new seeds, how could they provide them with ploughing oxen and iron tools?

Nobles don't do things that make a loss, and all kindness must be rewarded in the end, and there is no goodwill for no reason.

The Qin people must have been convinced that they would receive the next year's tax before they did so. They were convinced of this and were reassured.

Zhu Xiang led his disciples to walk in the fields, instructing them in farming while collecting the words and thoughts of the peasants.

When the farmers were not working, he would gather his disciples to give lectures and ask them what they were thinking.

"Taxes and forced labor oppressed the peasants, but now these oppressions are a matter of peace for the peasants, because they use taxes and forced labor as a symbol of order." Zhu Xiang said, "This is the contract between the state and the Li people, the state collects taxes and forced labor from the Li people, and the Li people seek order and stability from the state." If this contract is broken, the trust between the people and the state is broken, and civil unrest will arise. ”

"If the king wants to make a difference, he needs more taxes and servitude. But too much taxation and forced labor will break the trust of the Lebanese people. How to strike a balance between them depends on the wisdom of the king and his courtiers, and this is what you should think about. ”

Zhu Xiang asked Ying Xiaozheng in private: "Zheng'er, what do you say is the most critical point in maintaining balance?" ”

Ying Xiaozheng said: "Uncle, you say it directly, I'm too lazy to think about it." ”

Zhu Xiang: "......"

He found that Zheng'er gradually entered a rebellious period, and she was not as cute as she was three or four years old. If he was a child, he would definitely think seriously for a long time with his cheeks puffed out, and then ask himself with the answer with his eyes shining.

Now Zheng'er, his big eyes have become dead fish eyes, "Uncle said, too lazy to think."

"If your aunt is here, I will definitely let your aunt beat you!" Zhu Xiang pinched Ying Xiaozheng's cheeks and said.

Ying Xiaozheng said proudly: "My aunt is not here. ”

Zhu Xiang took a deep breath, let go of Ying Xiaozheng's cheeks, and said: "The key is that the monarch must recognize 'public' and 'private'. ”

"Zheng'er has read many classics, and no matter which school of thought expounds the holy monarch, he is a selfless and selfless person, a pure image of a 'monarch'. If the starting point of everything is for the country, whether it is taxation or conscription, it is for the country, then he is a saint, even if he fails. ”

"For example, if you are building a canal, if you are for irrigation, then it is the right thing to do; And if you just want to go down to the south of the Yangtze River to play, then you are a faint tyrant. ”

"The sages of all schools wanted to restrain the private desires of the king, such as building fewer palaces, going out less, and appointing ministers less out of personal feelings......"

Before Zhu Xiang finished speaking, Ying Xiaozheng showed an expression of disgust to the point of disgust.

Zhu Xiang smiled: "I'm talking about the Holy Monarch, but those who sit on the throne are people with desires, even if the Saint is also a human being, he has his own likes and dislikes." After ordinary people earn money, they want to eat well, dress well, and use it well, how can the monarch not enjoy it at all? ”

Emperor Wen of Han flashed in Zhu Xiang's mind.

If the Qin Dynasty dies, there is a high probability that Emperor Wen of Han will not appear.

Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty is really a good emperor who conforms to the name of "Holy Monarch", knows how to control desires, and is sympathetic to the people.

"You can enjoy it, but don't waste it." Zhu Xiang patted Ying Xiaozheng's head and said, "For example, you can pile up silk clothes in the warehouse and change four or five sets a day." But don't use silk to pave the floor, and don't tear it to play. ”

"Gold can be used to make utensils, and even houses, but don't be like a stone thrown into the water to see the splash."

"Porcelain is used for viewing and eating, not for breaking and listening."

"A king cannot be completely selfless, but as long as he is temperate and enjoys but does not waste, he can also be a good king." Zhu Xiang scratched the nose of Ying Xiaozheng, who was full of disgust, "The balance between this, smart Zheng'er will definitely be able to find it." ”

"Oh." Ying Xiaozheng said lightly.

Zhu Xiang smiled: "You are still young, think slowly, if you don't understand, ask the people around you, we can stay with you for a long time." ”