Ying Zheng fell silent.
Forcibly engaging in war with Confucianism at this critical juncture is certainly not a wise choice.
The Confucian school is very powerful. Although the Qin Dynasty is growing with the help of the little guy, there are too many forces secretly watching it.
Even if Qin were to win a war against the Confucianists, it would still be difficult to guarantee that other forces would not target it and plunge it into crisis.
After a moment's hesitation, Ying Zheng looked at Kong Jia and said, "Think it over carefully for three days, and give me your answer after three days. Then I will let your disciple go."
Kong Jia's eyes darkened slightly. "I have already made myself very clear. The current Qin Dynasty is not qualified to make the Confucian school submit. It is not strong enough. No matter how long I ponder, my answer will be the same."
Just as Ying Zheng was about to speak again, a voice suddenly rang out, "Father, you were looking for me?"
The little guy swaggered in.
He was a privileged person in the palace; he didn't even need to announce his presence when meeting Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng's expression brightened slightly, and he waved to the little one, "Yu'er, come here quickly and tell your father how to use this thing. Your father heard Consort Shu mention that you said this thing can improve education."
Kong Jia's expression shifted slightly.
Improve education?
It's easier said than done.
It's easy for someone to talk when they're not the one suffering.
And the fact that it sounds like a little kid said it makes it even harder to believe.
He gave Ying Zheng a strange look.
The Qin Dynasty was indeed under too much pressure, and even Ying Zheng's thoughts began to become distorted.
At this critical juncture, how could I be so foolish as to believe the words of a little baby?
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