Although the crown prince has made good achievements, as elders, Zi Chu and Lin Zhen don't want Ying Xiaozheng to have any accidents.

Ying Xiaozheng obediently listened to the training this time, did not rebel, and vowed never to commit it again.

As for the oath or something, just say a word about the ancestral gods, do you still have to make a substantive promise again? Ying Xiaozheng is not stupid.

Seeing Ying Xiaozheng accepting the reprimand so calmly, Zi Chu and Lin Zhen knew that Ying Xiaozheng had probably already suffered an unforgettable lesson from Zhu Xiang and Xue Ji.

Zichu and Lin Zhen immediately became curious and kept asking.

Although Ying Xiaozheng wanted to hide it, Zi Chu used the edict of King Qin to suppress Ying Xiaozheng, and Ying Xiaozheng could only take out his miserable experience in pain and make a joke for his father and uncle.

Zi Chu and Lin Zhen laughed so much that the carriage seemed to be shaking.

Whether it's swearing by the osmanthus cake, or Ying Xiaozheng trying to change the name of the osmanthus cake to circumvent the oath, it's too funny.

Lin Zhen gave Zi Chu a look: Look, I said that Zhu Xiang's diary of raising Zheng'er was very interesting, but you didn't mean it was boring.

Zichu shook his head at Lin Zhen. He didn't expect it to be so funny. When Zhu Xiang comes back, he will borrow Zhu Xiang's Yangzheng'er diary. Yun raised his son, it was so happy.

Ying Xiaozheng had a bitter face, listening to his father and uncle constantly making fun of himself, and the ridicule was so loud that the people outside the carriage could hear it.

He sighed in his heart. The status of this prince is really low, he really wants to be the king of Qin as soon as possible, whoever laughs at himself will issue an edict to shut him up, even his uncle can't disobey the edict of the king of Qin.

Xue Ji was hugging Cheng Chan, exchanging feelings with Cheng Chan in a gentle voice, when she heard a hearty laugh from the carriage in front of her.

Cheng Chan was curious: "The monarch and the prime minister seem to be very happy?" ”

Xue Ji keenly sensed a hint of schadenfreude from this hearty laughter, and said, "Jun and his brother may be happy, but Zheng'er may not be happy." ”

Cheng Chan wondered: "Why?" ”

Yukihime sighed, "They're probably laughing at your crown brother." ”

Cheng Chan's face was full of disbelief: "My brother is so powerful, how can my father and the prime minister laugh at my brother?!" ”

Xue Ji rubbed Cheng Cheng's little head, and sighed in her heart that now Zheng'er's hair is tied up, and it is not easy to rub it: "No matter how powerful Zheng'er is, he is also a junior." The elders want to laugh at and bully the juniors, what can he do? ”

Yukihime was a little worried. Zhu Xiang is not here, and he can't be like a beloved, arguing directly with the king and his brother to defend the government. How can we protect Zheng'er? Tell the Empress Dowager Huayang? Looking for Xunzi for help? Or can you only comfort Zheng'er in private?

Xue Ji thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a good way, so she could only write down the matter first and write a letter to her lover to send it.

Cheng Chan leaned on Xue Ji's arms, holding his round head with both hands, which was larger than his body, looking completely stupid.

He always thought that the prince's brother was omnipotent, but would the prince's brother still be ridiculed by the monarch's father and the prime minister?

It turns out that the monarch's father not only laughed at himself, but even the super super super super powerful prince brother couldn't escape the ridicule of the monarch's father?

So what are you trying for? Even the prince's brother can't escape!

For the first time, Cheng Chan planted the seed of "pendulum" in his heart.

……

Zhu Xiang didn't know that his rebellious nephew had already kept a lot of accounts in his heart.

He keeps a black history diary of cubs, and cubs hold grudges, which is very reasonable.

In the blink of an eye, May is here again.

At this time last year, the peasants around Guangling City cut off the rice that was about to be harvested in tears, and fled with their families in panic.

This year, Guangling City encountered good weather and a bumper rice harvest.

The farmer stood on the ridge of the field, looking at the rice fields that were wider than last year, and couldn't help but wipe away tears.

Chen Qi is still the commander of Guangling County.

The king of Qin came with an edict, and he had already turned positive.

He stood beside Zhu Xiang and looked at the dark brown faces of the peasants covered with ravines, which were ugly and very moving.

Chen Qi choked up and said, "It's a bumper harvest again." ”

Zhu Xiang was very calm: "It's not necessarily a bumper harvest yet, it depends on whether God rewards your face or not." If there is a heavy rain at the time of harvest, the rice will rot in the ground. ”

Even in modern times, with many technological additions, farming is still a job that depends on God's food.

If the rice and wheat are filled with heavy rains, they are likely to face a bad harvest.

It's just that modern times have better disaster relief mechanisms, can more quickly harvest ripe grain, and can also send rain-soaked grain to dry in time, so there will be no food crisis.

However, this is only for the whole country on a large scale, and the temporary unfavorable wind and rain will not have much impact on the grain harvest. But for a family, a harvest is a harvest, a loss is a loss, and that is also a helpless thing.

During the Warring States period, even if you had worked hard for the entire grain growing season and had seen the rice fields turn into a sea of gold, just one or two days of untimely rain could destroy everything.

Chen Qi was so frightened by Zhu Xiang's words that he didn't dare to shed tears.

He looked at the sky and said nervously: "Do you want to sacrifice to the sky, please open your eyes?" ”

Zhu Xiang said indifferently: "If God can open his eyes, the troubled times will not come." Instead of counting on God's mercy, be prepared. I have ordered the men to hurry up and build new harvesting tools and build granaries. You lead people to start a kiln, and if it rains during the harvest, it will be used to bake grain, and then it can be used to burn bricks. ”

Chen Qidao: "Firewood may not be enough. ”

Zhu Xiang pondered for a long time and said, "Straw can be used to make fires. For the missing part, Li Mu would bring trees from the south. ”

There are many trees in the mountains of Nanyue, and as long as Li Mu gives a little grain and cloth, the Baiyue tribe will command their slaves to cut down the trees and sell them for money.

Cutting down too many trees can exacerbate soil erosion, causing mudslides and river blockages. But Zhu Xiang can only take care of the land in front of him, and the people in other places, he can only say that he can't help it.

The mess caused to Baiyue will be left to future generations to remedy. Now that there are few people in Baiyue, it should not have much impact.

Zhu Xiang is now becoming more and more "free and easy".

Chen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but was still uneasy: "Really don't worship God?" ”

Zhu Xiang looked at Chen Qi's worried expression, sighed in his heart, and said, "It may also be useful to sacrifice to heaven and the people." I don't know much about the sacrifice, Ukika. ”

"Yes." Fuqiu replied respectfully.

"You discuss with Chen County Ling how to worship the sky, it's simpler. Now that Guangling lacks everything, sincerity is enough, and I think the gods should not care about some false courtesy. Zhu Xiang said, "After you decide, I will personally sacrifice to the sky." ”

Fuqiu immediately said excitedly: "The student obeys!" ”

As a Confucian student, who wouldn't want to preside over a major ceremony? Floating Hill is eager to try.

Zhu Xiang asked Fuqiu to discuss with Chen Qi, and he went to work on summer harvest and summer planting.

Autumn rice should be planted immediately after the rice harvest, and it should not be delayed for a day.

Rice can feed hundreds of millions of people in China because of the uninterrupted hard work of farmers. In the words of later generations, rice cultivation is the most typical labor-intensive industry. Only the most industrious people will grow the rice with the highest yield.

Chen Qi waited for Zhu Xiang to go away before he whispered to Fuqiu and asked, "Changping Jun doesn't seem to be very happy to worship the gods, is it because we worship the gods of the Chu Kingdom?" ”

Chen Qi was a little worried. Although Guangling has now been completely devoted to the Qin State, the deep-rooted folk tradition of worshiping ghosts and gods will be difficult to transform into an unfamiliar god of the Qin State for a while. Is Chang Pingjun dissatisfied with this?

Fuqiu said: "How can Zhu Xianggong be such a narrow-minded person? The saints in the world all worship ghosts and gods, but they are far away from ghosts and gods, and Zhu Xianggong is the same. When Zhu Xianggong was in Xianyang City, he had an appointment with Fang Shi to fight, and in Yunmengze, he personally led a large army to break through mountains and destroy temples, and kill people, ghosts and gods. ”

A look of nostalgia and admiration appeared on Fuqiu's face, and he said, "For the saints, they respect the gods who love and protect the lives of the people of Li, and kill the gods who harm the lives of the people. The gods may be powerful, but in their hearts, they are far less than the weight of the common people. Therefore, the Zhu Xiang Guild will sacrifice to the heavens and worship the gods, but they will not care too much about what the gods will do. He only believes in the common people themselves. ”

Fuqiu started talking, and talked about Zhu Xiang and Li Bing, the county guard of Shu County, controlling the water in the Chengdu Plain, intercepting the stream, moving the mountains, and opening the canal...... This feat, which can only appear in mythology, is realized one by one on the Chengdu Plain.

"It is said that the land of Wuyue is the hometown of Emperor Yu, and Huiji Mountain is the mausoleum of Emperor Yu. Dayu controls the water, and it does not rely on the heavens to rely on the people. "Floating Hill Road.

The news blockage in this era is still too serious, Zhu Xiang's feats, the scholars of the upper echelons of the Six Kingdoms can listen to one or two, and the scholars in places such as Chen Qi really don't know much.

Even if the affairs of Qianzhong County are not necessarily known to the scholars who have stayed in Guangling County all their lives.

Chen Qi listened to Zhu Xiang's feat, the look of horror and admiration on his face was mixed, and his thoughts were very confused.

But when Fuqiu talked about Dayu's water control, Chen Qi's fear suddenly faded.

Yes, isn't my Wu Yue's ancestor Emperor Yu also such a person? Water control is the work of people, on the way to meet the gods who can help, be grateful, meet the troublemakers of the gods and kill them. Worshipping ghosts and gods is just to let them not make trouble, which is considered advance notice, but it does not pin all hope on them.

"Yes, it was the same with the sages of all ages." Chen Qi suddenly had courage in his heart, "If you want to sacrifice to the sky, what is more important is yourself." ”

He looked at the thin clouds in the sky, thinking about Zhu Xianggong's instructions, and his old body seemed to be gushing out of inexhaustible strength.

There is still a lot to be done for a good harvest.

Zhu Xiang is surrounded by Confucian students. Although this group of Confucian scholars was led by Zhu Xiang, some picked up hoes, and some picked up swords. But after putting down their hoes and swords, they were still able to quote scriptures in a polite manner, and arrange a small ritual to worship the heavens.

Zhu Xiang wore the crown of the Qin State and worshiped heaven and earth for the first time.

After saying the blessing and prayer, Zhu Xiang added a paragraph of his own words, the meaning of which is to hope that God can help, if God does not help, human beings will also overcome difficulties and overcome the tempering of God.

No matter what the gods and the earth are, human beings will not place all their hopes on it, and will always be self-reliant.

It means to worship God and not fear God.

When Zhu Xiang walked down the altar, most of the scholars in Guangling looked a little dazed.

On the contrary, the scholars who inherited the doctrine of the hundred schools of thought had very calm expressions, as if this was a very normal thing.

Even if it is a hundred disciples who specialize in divination, their attitude towards ghosts and gods is just a "warning", and no one will compromise because the ghosts and gods are angry.

This is probably the pride of readers in this era.

The story of Zhu Xiang's sacrifice to the sky reached the ears of the peasants, and at the same time, the matter of Zhu Xiang's killing of the gods was also false, and it became a household name with a particularly miraculous story.

At the same time, the farmers also learned about Dayu's water control.

Dayu's water control should be a widely spread legend, but for the farmers who are buried in the fields, they don't even know which country their land may belong to, but who will collect taxes to whom, naturally there are fewer people who know the legend of Dayu's water control.

Now when they are waiting for the harvest of the farm, listening to the story told by the storyteller who claims to be the family for free, they know that they have a powerful ancestor named Dayu, one of the three emperors and five emperors in ancient times.

Originally, whether it was Wu Yue or Chu Di, they all belonged to Zhou, Shang, and Xia. The land of Wuyue used to be the land of Longxing, not a barbarian.

We are the same people as the Qin people, and the Central Plains Wei Han Zhao Qiyan, there is no difference.

It was only because of the decline of the Son of Heaven of Zhou, the fall of the Zhou Dynasty, and now that the feudal lords of various countries are once again vying for the position of the Son of Heaven, they were briefly cut off from other places.

yes, briefly.

For more than 500 years in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, looking at the historical dimension of the entire China, it can also be said that it was short.

Chen Qi was puzzled: "Zhu Xianggong, why do you want to send someone to tell the peasants." ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Peasants are also human beings, they should know how brilliant their ancestors are, know that they are not barbarians, know that the seven kingdoms have the same root and origin, and know that the world should be unified." They should also know that after the world is unified, there will be no war in the world. ”

Chen Qi was still puzzled: "What if they know?" ”

Zhu Xiang smiled: "Maybe not, it just gives them more hope for the future, more hope for life, and more smiles on their faces." That's all. ”

Zhu Xiang explained it very clearly, but those who didn't understand it were still puzzled.

Zhu Xiang didn't intend to let everyone know what he thought, he just wanted to do it, so he did it.