Chapter 122: Ying Zheng: I am very sober
In the newly opened office of the printing factory, Lu Jia was reading a dozen articles at a glance. There were also large and small pieces of paper at his side, some of which contained bits of gossip, some were strange rumors among the people, and there was even a recruitment notice for the paper mill urgently recruiting workers.
At this moment, a man in minor official attire walked in with two manuscripts. After a hasty bow, he presented the papers to the emperor. "Master Lu, which article should be the headline for the second half of the Daqin Newspaper?"
Lu Jia took it and took a look. It was an article written by an anonymous person. It was only a few hundred words long, but it criticized all the schools of thought. One can imagine how angry those people would be when they saw this article.
He was so angry that he was going crazy, but he was also frustrated that his rebuttal could not be widely spread, so he would definitely come to Xianyang City to debate in person.
His Majesty the Emperor has failed to achieve his goal by issuing multiple recruitment orders, but this one order alone can achieve half of it.
The scholars came with rage, wondering how to recruit people for their own use. But after seeing the library in Xianyang City that almost collected all the books in the world, could they still leave? Would they still be willing to leave?
After reading Xianyang's book, how could they remain silent and not give any response?
Well, there are indeed such people, but intellectuals have to have dignity, so how can they face others if their behavior is made public?
Even if it was just the simplest text proofreading, the gathering of hundreds of famous scholars in Xianyang was a huge advantage in public opinion and appeal.
No matter who wrote this article, its ingenuity is rare in the world.
"Who sent this?" Talents like this should come to their publicity department!
The official replied, "The Imperial Household Official said there's no need to ask who wrote it."
Lu Jia put the article away with regret, read it again carefully, and almost blurted out that this would be the headline.
But he thought of another article that could make someone who was good at information screening so confused. It must have its outstanding features. He decided to compare them before making a decision.
He pulled out the next piece of paper. Compared with the first one, the writing on it was far less inflammatory, but just a few lines of words gave Lu Jia a headache.
Shocking! The Chu people say that if you are born a Qin citizen, you will be a Qin ghost after death! The most anti-Qin region has surrendered...
This painting style is completely different from other articles. Although it is not signed, you can tell who created it at a glance.
Although this title is not very inflammatory, it definitely appeals to the public's curiosity and gossip.
He rubbed his forehead and continued looking down.
The people of Kuaiji County actually shouted that they wanted to become Qin people?!
They still want to compete with others to see who is the best Qin person?!
He read the entire article quickly, tears of having met a kindred spirit glistening in his eyes. If the other person were in front of him, he would definitely step forward, shake his hand, and shout: My half-brother whom I have never met! You finally showed up!
Before Lu Jia took office, he really didn't expect that the Qin people, who were so good at counter-espionage and diplomatic tactics, would be so, so... stupid!
Not everyone was like this, but those who did had important positions and had to take time off to do this work, so he had to lead a group of people who were either naive or inexperienced to support the work. Fortunately, those people still had some conscience and threw a few young disciples who had just finished their apprenticeship. Although they were inexperienced, they were better than those who only knew how to work hard.
"Sir?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, the officer called out softly to remind him.
Lu Jia tapped lightly on the table. Amidst the rhythmic tapping, his thoughts became increasingly clear. "Start with the affairs of Chu, then refute the writings of the Hundred Schools of Thought. Pay attention to adjusting the layout..."
He called someone over to demonstrate it to him, and under the surprised and admiring gazes of his subordinates, the front page of the next issue came out.
In the old lands of the six kingdoms, there were many famous scholars from various schools of thought who disliked the Qin Dynasty's adherence to the Legalists and lived in seclusion. However, they never missed a single issue of the Daqin Daily, which allowed them to know what was happening in the world without leaving their homes and also carried many neat media.
Looking at the latest issue of the newspaper handed over by the disciples, the big words on it pierced my eyes.
tear——
The old man, who always cherished words, lost control and tore up the newspaper.
"Shameless bastard! How dare you slander my Confucianism!"
The old scholar's hair stood on end in anger, and he drew his sword and split a corner of the desk. "What on earth are Chunyu Yue and his people doing? They actually let such slanderous words spread throughout the world. The Confucian scholars of Qi are truly unreliable!"
The disciple took two steps back to the corner, picked up the broken table corner on the ground, and asked cautiously: "Teacher, are we going to Xianyang to discuss it?" You have always been very disgusted with it before.
The old master said coldly, "Go, of course! I'll show the Chu barbarians who dare not even reveal their real names what I, the Confucianists, can do!" Then he cursed, "The Confucians of Qi and Lu are all here, and they can't even win an argument with a rat. What a useless bunch!"
The disciples slid down the wall and packed their luggage quickly.
In the newspaper, on the same page, the opening boasted of being the number one in the Qin Dynasty, and the closing taunted and denigrated all other schools of thought. The more inflammatory the opening, the more scathing the latter. Even the Yin-Yang School, who usually preferred to study behind closed doors, couldn't stand it.
"Unorthodox methods, no different from charlatans and frauds?"
The Yin-Yang School members were sharpening their knives. "What does he mean? Qin was founded on the virtue of water, that's what we Yin-Yang School members say! How dare he accuse us of being liars and heretics?"
The disciple of the divination master nearly crushed his abacus, gritting his teeth. "They're aiding and abetting the tyrant, colluding with merchants. They're of some use but no real benefit. Books on divination should be banned. Good, very good!"
"A frog in a well, using inaction to cover up its incompetence?" The Taoist kicked the cushion away.
The famous scholar sneered, "Showing off one's eloquence is of no benefit to the country or the family. Is this sophistry unworthy of survival?"
On How to Use One Article to Attract Hundreds of Famous Scholars to Xianyang
Judging from this result alone, the tacit cooperation between the few people without meeting each other achieved outstanding results.
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"He's such a smart kid." Wei Shengxue was shocked when she saw this issue of the newspaper.
Are you talking nonsense? No.
Misunderstood? Definitely.
All the hatred was taken away by an unknown scholar in Chu, but the benefits of the Hundred Schools of Thought entering Qin were reaped by Qin.
"Whoever wrote this article is a genius, and whoever can capitalize on these two articles is a natural marketing genius."
Wei Shengxue was curious, "Who wrote this article? He wasn't put in a sack by the hundreds of disciples in the court."
Ying Zheng sat aside, summoning the water balls with increasing proficiency, and casually said, "A secret scholar who doesn't want to reveal his identity. He's very capable and is particularly good at handling backlogs. You've met him once."
"who?"
"The mastermind who assassinated me outside Xianyang City that day."
Wei Shengxue immediately remembered, "The unlucky guy who was knocked unconscious by Liu Ji's stick."
"Well, he also took the imperial examination this time, and his results were pretty good."
Ying Zheng opened and closed his five fingers, and a thumb-sized ball of water flowed between them. "If he can do his job well, it wouldn't be a bad idea to let him be in charge of Shangdang County in the future."
The man who had just approached with the eunuch lost his footing and nearly fell to the ground when he heard these words.
After being helped to his feet by the eunuchs, he bowed and said, "Zhang Liang, I pay my respects to His Majesty the Emperor of Great Qin and to the Immortal Master."
Ying Zheng didn't care about the little thought behind his address. He just turned to Wei Shengxue and said, "The person you wanted to see is here. He was the author of that article."
Wei Shengxue's gaze fell on his brows that were barely concealing his gloom, and he eagerly urged him, "Daoyou, why not let him go and receive the disciples from the hundreds of sects who have come to Qin?"
Zhang Liang's originally drooping eyelids suddenly opened, and he looked at her in disbelief. Seeing that she still had interest on her face, he immediately turned to look at the emperor beside him.
"The provincial examination is approaching, so don't bother yourself with trivial matters." Ying Zheng collected the small water ball and said indifferently, "If you don't pass, you don't have to stay."
When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Zhang Liang lowered his head and said, "Yes, thank you, Emperor Qin for your gift."
After taking part in an academy examination, he knew that the biggest shortcoming of Qin's governance would soon be filled, and the hope of Han's restoration was almost zero.
Ying Zheng is not a soft-hearted person. If he insists on going against him, I am afraid that none of the existing bloodlines of the Han royal family will escape.
After a series of blows, Zhang Liang's demands have been lowered again and again, from killing Ying Zheng to restore the country, to keeping the bloodline of King Han alive. It would be best if he could serve as an official in Han in the future.
Watching him leave, Wei Shengxue sighed, "What a clever man! He was fed with just a big pancake. Can't he see how unlikely this is?"
"So what if he sees it? I am the superior, and he is the inferior. We are like fish on a chopping board, just at the mercy of others."
Ying Zheng didn't want to talk to her about someone irrelevant to him, so he changed the subject directly. "Based on the current progress, what can we exchange for the accumulated national fortune next time?"
Weishengxue: Ah?
When he mentioned it, she remembered that it seemed like she hadn't visited the system mall for quite a while.
The special section of the mall had refreshed a lot of things, but she closed it after just one look. The various fancy introductions were too confusing, so she chose to ask the system directly.
"Tong'er, have you found anything good recently?"
When it came to making money, the system ran faster than anyone else. It even left behind its good friends who were chatting with it and quickly brought out a product that it had been eyeing for a long time.
【National Destiny Intermediate Application*Aura Simulation (Ninety-nine Miles)】
This is……!
Wei Shengxue stood up in an instant.
"Is this true?!"
"Didn't you say you'd rely on me to accumulate merit to buy spiritual veins?"
[This is just a simulation of spiritual energy, and it only works within a range of ninety-nine miles. It's unusable beyond that range. It's a bit like the virtual training grounds on your Star Network.]
[Actually, this is to simulate different spiritual environments for the sect to train disciples. According to normal progress, we should be establishing a sect and accepting disciples by now.]
I ended up here unexpectedly. Nothing more to say, I just hope for more good luck like this!
Points are not as good as merits!
The code inside the system ran several times faster, like someone who got good news and was so excited that he ran downstairs a few laps.
"I want the original one!"
Wei Shengxue spoke out loud in excitement.
"What?" Ying Zheng asked in confusion.
Wei Shengxue excitedly told him, "Choose one of the two. One is the one that increases the animal reproduction speed as you know before, and the other is the one that simulates spiritual power with a range of ninety-nine miles."
Ying Zheng chose the former without any hesitation.
Although the latter seems to be more advantageous, the former is the most suitable path for Daqin.
Simulating spiritual power within a regional scope, this function will naturally appear after the third application of national destiny, although the conditions are more stringent and fewer people can meet the standards.
but--
Things can only be used within ninety-nine miles, and even putting a lightness talisman on the carriage requires consideration to prevent it from going far.
Useless.
"Is it a pity?" Wei Shengxue asked.
"Of course not." Ying Zheng's palm once again shone with a faint aquamarine light. "It's just a temptation on the Qin Dynasty's path forward."
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