The government employs professionals who teach every prospective parent how to be a qualified parent before they can conceive.
Even if you get pregnant unexpectedly, you should still catch up on the courses.
If your child fails the exam, the government will take care of them for now, and you can come back to claim them after they pass.
Every child has different talents and interests; we shouldn't force them to follow the same path.
Their talents and interests will be valued, and even the most imaginative ideas will be recognized. No one will say, "What do children know?"
Students don't have endless homework or make-up classes. Grades don't mean anything; character, responsibility, and values are the most important.
Parents often take them traveling, allowing them to observe and perceive the world with their eyes and bodies, and to measure the earth with their footsteps.
Even farmers can afford airfare, since it's not considered going abroad.
How could a child whose imagination has not been stifled, and who is learning something they are interested in, not do well?
Therefore, the country has always had a wealth of talent in all sectors.
When you grow up, you can pursue any career you're interested in; you'll be able to support yourself no matter what.
Nobody's involved. Because even the lowest national wage is enough for everyone to live comfortably.
As long as you live a good life and don't break the law, even if you don't want to do anything and just want to be a good-for-nothing, the country won't abandon you.
You'll receive a monthly allowance; you can forget about living a comfortable life, but you definitely won't starve.
The country has specific workplace laws, and companies are required to comply with every single one of them.
Work as required and take leave as required. All statutory holidays are observed without any compensatory time off.
There is no overtime, no exploitation, and gender and regional discrimination are red lines.
Specialized professions such as doctors and soldiers, who cannot maintain a regular work-rest schedule, tend to have better benefits and higher salaries.
If anyone treats those regulations as mere formalities, local officials will immediately summon you for questioning and issue a warning upon receiving a report, and serious cases will be dealt with directly according to the law.
No one dared to let it go, because if the ancestors found out, they would be the ones summoned for questioning.
As for the houses, there are no so-called real estate developers; all the houses are built by the government.
Housing prices are linked to people's salary levels, ensuring that every young person can afford a house if they work diligently for three to five years.
But in reality, very few young people choose to buy a house; most prefer to rent.
The earth has become a big village, and young people generally don't stay in one place. If they get tired of one place, they will move on to the next.
Since everyone speaks Chinese anyway, renting a house is actually more convenient.
They work until they are fifty and then retire. These people either choose to return to the countryside, grow vegetables, raise chickens, play chess and cards, and live a pastoral life.
Or they could travel around the world with their spouse.
They don't need their children to support them; everyone has a pension, enough for them to live on.
Although healthcare is supposed to be free for all, hospitals are actually not doing very well.
Because people don't overwork themselves and exhaust themselves, they eat healthy food and have nothing to worry about.
I am happy and healthy, so I rarely get sick.
There is no such thing as taking civil service exams or taking exams for government positions; there is no such thing as an "iron rice bowl" (guaranteed job).
Because every national leader, regardless of rank, is elected by the people.
There should be an equal number of men and women, so that no single gender can monopolize the voice.
Citizens have the right to supervise them, and if they are not up to standard, they should be replaced.
Every year, they have to go to Xianyang to give a performance review and be subject to scrutiny. Both their political achievements and personal assets are transparent.
But if you do well, the ancestors will personally issue a commendation, and there will be subsequent promotions and rewards.
This is an immense honor, the kind of honor that allows one to be the first incense offered by the family after death.
Managers can only do their jobs well if they are close to the lives of ordinary people.
Ying Zheng said, "You must look down and go among the people. Don't sit in your offices and talk about grand strategies. Those who are high above and out of touch with reality should get out of here as soon as possible."
Ying Zheng was wearing a straw hat and planting rice seedlings in the field when he said this.
The managers looked at their patriarch, who was even younger than them, and nodded obediently.
Our ancestors didn't just sit high in the temple listening to reports; they always mingled among the people to see the real situation and check their management.
He could be a farmer, an office worker, or a school student.
To check how well schools fed their children, he randomly selected a school across the country to eat at every day for several months.
The school was so frightened that they served the kids the best food and fed them until they were plump and round.
Ying Zheng pinched each of their chubby cheeks and patted their heads with his large hand before he was satisfied.
Sometimes he would pretend to be an ordinary person, go looking for jobs and going to work, to see if companies were following the rules.
He also often hangs out with those gossipy young people. Those kids have no respect for elders and always call him "Brother Zheng." Every time, they end up complaining about him.
Our ancestors were elusive and unpredictable; they could infiltrate someone's territory at any time to conduct investigations.
Would these people still dare to act recklessly?
Moreover, in the eyes of our ancestors, everyone was equal, and there was no such thing as "the law does not apply to high-ranking officials".
They broke the law, so they should be dealt with accordingly.
Previously, there was a brazen son who shielded his son from rape, and the ancestor found out.
His son was physically castrated with a single cut, and then both father and son were sent to lay tiles on the Great Wall.
There was a man who acted as an umbrella for a shady food company, accepting huge bribes, which led to people dying from the food he ate. He himself ended up eating peanuts.
Do they still dare?
Qi An sighed, "He truly lives up to his reputation as Ying Zheng."
No matter how the country develops, he has always maintained severe punishments and cruel laws.
Only when freedom and strict law go hand in hand can the people feel safe.
Under his rule, everyone can find their own value and do a job that can support them.
They have plenty of time to enjoy life.
Travel across mountains and rivers, watch the sunrise and sunset, and enjoy the birdsong and fragrant flowers; your soul will be free and dignified.
The elderly are cared for, and the young are supported.
Who wouldn't like this kind of era?
Who wouldn't want to dedicate themselves to such a country?
Several teenagers were playing video games next to Qi An when one of the girls suddenly yelled:
"Ah, someone posted online that Emperor Zheng has returned from his inspection tour of various countries and was stopped by his brothers and sisters at the palace gate."
Several friends immediately put down their phones and said excitedly, "Brother Zheng has been gone for several months, and he's finally back! Let's go see him!"
The group of people ran off in a flash to see their charming and handsome ancestor.
Seeing the genuine respect and love on the faces of those around him upon hearing of Ying Zheng's return, Qi An finally felt relieved.
Their smiles silently conveyed one thing.
I am very happy to have come into this world and been born as a human being!
Ata sighed, "It's a good thing he never changed his original intention, otherwise the immortality you gave him would have harmed many people."
Qi An finished the last bite of his ice cream cone and stood up: "When has my judgment ever been wrong?"
What she didn't tell Ata was that if Ying Zheng changed his mind, the golden pill would shatter instantly if she activated the Dragon Roar Technique.
Immortality will be revoked.
"Let's go back and hurry up and let Xu Xiaoxiao be reincarnated."
In the void, Xu Xiaoxiao said happily, "Thank you, boss. I'm leaving now. You can take your payment."
Qi An waved his hand: "No need, you can go now, someone has already paid for you."
"Who is it?" Xu Xiaoxiao asked in surprise.
"Your brother Zheng."
"What? What did he give you?"
Qi An smiled and gently uttered three words.
Xu Xiaoxiao was stunned, her eyes widening in disbelief as she looked at Ata, who nodded firmly.
Yes, that's right, it's the thing you know.
Xu Xiaoxiao burst into tears: "My goodness, what have I, Xu Xiaoxiao, done to deserve being compared to the Eighth Wonder? I'm not worthy... Waaah..."
She laughed and cried at the same time, and tugged at Qi An's sleeve: "Give the terracotta warriors back to my brother Zheng, and I'll pay the price."
Qi An's response was to gently push her out of the void with a palm strike: "Go reincarnate."
How could she possibly give away something that's already in her pocket?
Ata curled his lip; the boss was truly cunning. He still remembered what happened that day.
That day, the two were drinking again, and Ying Zheng asked her:
"What price will the child you asked to come have to pay?"
Qi An truthfully replied: "Fragments of the soul."
Ying Zheng frowned. That would be incredibly painful!
As the ancestor, how could I let him benefit while a child paid the price?
"I will pay the price. You can name whatever you want, as long as I have it."
Qi An thought about it and decided it wasn't impossible.
She rested her chin on her hand and pondered for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "Then I want your terracotta warriors."
It was clear that Ying Zheng was somewhat reluctant to part with her, so Qi An patiently persuaded him:
"Think about it, those terracotta warriors are burial objects. You're not going to die now, so what's the point of keeping burial objects? Isn't that bad luck? Giving them to me will ensure that little girl is reborn into a better family in her next life. Isn't that a great deal!"
Ying Zheng thought for a moment and nodded: "Alright, you can take it."
So Qi An went to the imperial tomb, took out Ata, and put all the terracotta warriors inside.
Ata glanced at the lifelike, colorful terracotta warriors inside his body.
Oh, what a tragedy.
After seeing Xu Xiaoxiao off, Qi An remembered that he had an agreement with Ying Zheng, and then left the void space.
Let's go have a drink with Ying Zheng.
Tell him by the way: I saw it all, you did a great job!
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