Zhao Xin and others were stunned when they saw this. What kind of mentality is this?

It seemed that the two of them were becoming more and more addicted to the conversation, and it seemed like they couldn't stop.

Zhao Xin had to interrupt the two again, "Stop, stop... I say, you two, aren't you the Huang Lao of Qingtan?

Why do you still advocate Confucianism?"

But after asking him, the two of them, especially Mr. Ning, had their eyes light up when they heard it, as if their itch had been tickled.

"Your Majesty, this is absurd."

Mr. Ning shook his head and subconsciously wanted to straighten up and talk a lot.

But when he looked up and saw Zhao Xin's unfriendly look, he quickly lay down again, but he kept saying, "Those who talk about purity only follow the teachings of Huang Lao. This is just the superficial view of the world."

"The so-called pure conversation begins and ends in a leisurely state. The speaker has no particular purpose, and the listener has no idea what he is talking about, but he feels that it is interesting and enjoyable. This is what is called a high-level discussion!"

Zhao Xin and the others were completely confused and had no idea what he was talking about.

After pondering for a long time, I finally understood, "So what you said for so long is just six words, 'It's as good as not saying anything'."

"this……"

When Mr. Ning heard Zhao Xin say this, his expression was as uncomfortable as if he had been fed a mouthful of shit. After a long while, he stammered, "Your Majesty is wise and can say so, but it is very, very unclear."

Zhao Xin couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and was too lazy to say anything more to him.

He turned to look at Zhang Yuan and smiled, "Is this the staff member you hired? What do you want him to plan for you?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuan's expression twitched a little.

This old man is good in every way except that he crashes when he gives an idea.

Zhao Xin asked again, "I heard you also made a rule prohibiting hunters and herbalists from entering the Great Wilderness Mountain. Was this your idea, or his?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and for a moment he was confused about what Zhao Xin meant, but he finally said honestly: "This is Mr. Ning's idea for me. I also think it is a good policy. It can not only separate the Qin people from the natives, but also prevent disputes between the two sides..."

He was still talking about the benefits of this policy.

Zhao Xin waved his hand to stop him, then frowned and said, "I have long heard that idle talk can harm a country, but I never thought it would be this serious.

Come, take this man out and behead him!"

"What?"

Zhang Yuan was shocked when he heard this, thinking that Zhao Xin wanted to kill him, and he was terrified.

Suddenly, Ma Jianming and Tang Siru stepped forward and grabbed Mr. Ning like wolves and tigers and dragged him out.

Only then did he realize that Zhao Xin was talking about Mr. Ning.

He breathed a sigh of relief, then reacted quickly and leaned forward again, saying, "Your Majesty, spare his life. Although idle talk harms the country, it is not a capital crime. Mr. Ning is my aide and a well-known local official. How can he..."

On the other side, Mr. Ning was also shocked. He didn't expect that he would be killed just because he couldn't help but say something.

After hearing Zhang Yuan's words, he didn't know what to say and just kept nodding.

But Zhao Xin interrupted Zhang Yuan with a wave of his hand and sneered, "The crime is not punishable by death. Let me ask you, you said that banning hunters and herbalists from entering the mountains has such benefits, but have you ever thought about how those hunters and herbalists will make a living after they can't enter the mountains?

Have you made any plans?"

"this……"

Zhang Yuan and others were speechless.

"It seems not."

Zhao Xin sneered, "Then let me ask you again. Since even the sages say that governing a country requires 'sufficient food, sufficient troops, and sufficient trust,' which of these three does your policy benefit?"

"That's enough... that's enough faith. The sage said: 'Since ancient times, all men have died, and without faith, the nation cannot stand."

Zhang Yuan hesitated and said, "Since ancient times, everyone has to die, and the people cannot stand without trust. So, after this policy of yours, will your county governor's office gain more trust from the people, or will the people under your rule become more trustworthy?"

Zhang Yuan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and was at a loss for words.

"It seems not?"

Zhao Xin's voice turned cold, "Since you are so confident, where do you start?"

He just sweated and didn't say anything.

His voice grew even colder, but he spoke calmly, "Well, I can't kill him unjustly, so I'll give you a chance. What use is he to you? Besides idle talk, has he ever given you any advice that wouldn't harm the country?"

"Gudong."

Mr. Ning was being held by Ma Jianming and Tang Siru. When he heard Zhao Xin's words, he couldn't help but look at Zhang Yuan expectantly.

But the latter swallowed his saliva and said nothing for a long time.

My heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and my mind started to work rapidly, mobilizing all the brain cells that had not been used in decades, and desperately thinking about what my use was.

Suddenly it really occurred to him.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am useful, useful! Please forgive my death penalty, Your Majesty, I am useful!"

But Zhao Xin seemed not to hear it and just looked at Zhang Yuan.

After a long while, Zhang Yuan finally let out a wry smile, stood up, bowed to Zhao Xin, and then bowed again: "Your Majesty, please forgive me.

The fault is no longer that person's, but mine.

I have been blessed by my ancestors and inherited the title of Marquis of Huating. I have also been blessed by the grace of the late emperor and Your Majesty to govern a region. However, I am mediocre and have neither the ability to govern the country nor the courage to achieve great things. I have wasted ten years, and the people under my rule are living in misery.

I want to educate the people, but I cannot make them happy.

This is all due to my incompetence, not the fault of my subordinates.

Please allow me to return my remains to my hometown, Your Majesty!"

After saying that, he leaned forward and did not move.

Mr. Ning was stunned when he saw this. He couldn't help crying for a long time, "My lord, there is no need to do this. There is no need to do this. I have wronged you!"

Zhao Xin looked at Zhang Yuan, who was lying motionless on the ground, with a complicated look in his eyes.

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