bookrandom Chapter 153: Just some clowns
Chapter 153: Just some clowns
"Fu Nian is indeed a rare talent, worthy of assisting the emperor, but he is not suitable to enter the secular world at the moment, let alone hold an official position." Zhang Liang couldn't help laughing.
Fusu became even more interested and asked, "Why do you say that?"
"Because his ideas are more suitable for governing a country and shine brightly in times of peace and prosperity. However, the world is currently in turmoil, and Fu Nian's knowledge will not be able to be put to use for at least the next twenty years." Zhang Liang explained with a smile.
Twenty years, this is based on the premise that the Qin Dynasty can continue to be stable for twenty years and the power transfer is smooth. Otherwise, if the second emperor dies as in history, Fu Nian is destined to bury himself in academic studies and have no chance of being on the political stage.
Without a peaceful and stable social environment, Confucianism would not be able to spread widely.
"Then which school of thought do you think is more suitable for the current Qin State?" Fusu asked again.
"It depends on what the King of Qin's ideal is. If he just wants to unify the country, he should adopt the ideas of Legalism." Zhang Liang smiled calmly, "In troubled times, only strict laws can better gather strength and quickly pacify the world."
"But if the King of Qin wants to create an unprecedented prosperous era and achieve great things comparable to the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, it is obviously not enough to rely solely on the Legalists. The Legalists should be responsible for criminal law, the Confucians should manage etiquette education, the military strategists should be in charge of military affairs, and the Gongshu school or the Mohist school should be in charge of civil engineering and water conservancy equipment. It is also necessary to promote a talent selection system and establish an official assessment mechanism, and absorb all the best, so as to create a great cause that will last for thousands of years." Zhang Liang said these shocking words with a smile.
This statement is actually the prototype of the later six-department system. In fact, there was already a similar division of functions in this era, but it was scattered among the nine ministers, not as detailed and clear as later. In addition, the names of official positions in this period were relatively general, and the responsibilities and powers were not very clear.
At this moment, there are hundreds of schools of thought coexisting. If we can bring all schools of thought into the court, we can completely establish an unprecedented era of prosperity and make Chinese civilization reach unprecedented glory. However, there is only one such opportunity, and it can only be realized in the era of Qin Shihuang Yingzheng. If we miss this opportunity, we will never be able to gather the power of hundreds of schools of thought to create a glorious China.
Although Zhang Liang longed to see China establish a glorious empire, he knew that such a vision would be extremely difficult to implement, even ten or even a hundred times more difficult than unifying the country. After all, the debates among the various schools of thought were constant, and the struggles between the schools even exceeded the intensity of the struggles among the countries. How easy would it be to get them to discuss together?
However, although Zhang Liang's words sounded like a fool's dream, they made people's blood boil and their hearts yearn for it.
"Brother Zifang is truly a genius!" Faced with Zhang Liang's remarks, Fusu could not find a suitable comment for a moment and could only respond in this way.
"Haha...it's just some nonsense. Brother Fusu, don't worry about it. It's getting late and I should go back to the post station." Zhang Liang laughed loudly.
He knew that Fusu would not completely accept his point of view, because at that time, the governance of a country would often only choose one school of thought as the leader, how could there be a situation where hundreds of schools of thought were gathered together? Although Fusu was deeply shocked by Zhang Liang's words, he did not have the courage to think about or put this idea into practice.
"Let me take you back to the post station." Fusu bowed and his face returned to a calm expression.
"Okay." Zhang Liang replied with a smile.
On the way, the two chatted casually about many topics related to state governance. Originally, in Fusu's opinion, Zhang Liang's words were almost crazy, but now he couldn't help but sincerely admire Zhang Liang's views on state governance.
Zhang Liang combined his past and present life experiences with some of the ways of governing a country summarized by later generations, which made Fusu feel refreshed and amazed. Along the way, Fusu had many questions he wanted to discuss with Zhang Liang, so the two walked very slowly. After about half an hour, they had only walked half the distance from the palace to the post station.
At this moment, Zhang Liang suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his face.
"Brother Zifang, what's wrong?" Fusu asked hurriedly when he saw this.
"It's okay, they are just some clowns. Be careful later..."
Before Zhang Liang finished his words, dark cold lights suddenly shot over from a distance, and dozens of powerful crossbow arrows instantly surrounded the two men.
"Humph!"
Zhang Liang snorted. If it were just him, these crossbows wouldn't pose much of a threat. But now that he had to protect Fusu, the situation became tricky.
In an instant, a long sword appeared in Zhang Liang's hand, and the sword light was like rain, instantly shooting down all the arrows shot at the two. However, Zhang Liang did not show any pride at all. These crossbow arrows were extremely powerful, and each one was probably not inferior to the full-strength attack of a Zhoutian realm master. Such precious weapons were simply not something that ordinary people could afford.
The person who could pull out this kind of crossbow naturally would not just arrange some hidden archers. Sure enough, after a few rounds of arrow rain, a dozen men in black jumped out from all directions, each of them was extraordinary, holding poisoned blades, and rushed towards Zhang Liang and Fusu without saying a word.
"Humph!" Zhang Liang snorted coldly, turned to Fusu beside him and said coldly: "Don't be afraid later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange and mysterious wave rippled from Zhang Liang's body. For a moment, the black-clad assassin who was close to him seemed to be frozen in place, rigidly maintaining the previous posture, unable to move. This was Zhang Liang's improved "Heaven and Earth Lost Color" secret technique, which was particularly effective for dealing with a large number of enemies.