The Great Qin Empire---Qin Li

Qin Shi Huang tried to unify the world in terms of culture and system in the shortest possible time, but this was more difficult than military unification. It was probably as Laozi said, governing a big country is like cooking a small fish, slow and careful cooking is the best way.

The road ahead was long, the chariot was speeding, the helmsman had no intention of slowing down, but the people in the chariot wanted to slow down.

Except Heifu, the ministers, Prince Fusu, singers, Mohists, Huang Lao, and even Confucianists, all made different suggestions, but none of them worked. It was impossible to get the emperor to brake and slow down. Fortunately, Heifu knew that although the road was bumpy, there was no danger of car crashes and deaths. The abyss that would plunge people into devastation again was still ten years later.

All the contradictions were buried today, and there would be another big outbreak after Zulong's death.

"There is still time..." After asking the servants to take Chen Ping to the guest room to rest, Hei Fu stood in the corridor with his hands behind his back, looking at the wind and snow outside and thinking so.

Riding on the tide of the times, he has gone too far in the system. He is no longer a pedestrian watching the excitement on the side of the road, and he can't sit still and watch the 30 million lives tied to this carriage walk through fire without any reaction. So, before that, try to use things from later generations to reinforce the carriage to adapt to this speed, or forcibly rein in the horse before the abyss...

"Ten years, before that, can I touch the six reins that are firmly held in the hands of His Majesty and cannot be interfered with by others?"

Do your best, if you can't change your fate...

Make another plan!

That's a matter of the future. Now Hei Fu is just a "new noble", seemingly not far from the center of power, but actually out of reach.

He still has to plan his wedding, entertain guests, and prepare a welcoming team.

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Among the guests invited by Heifu, Chen Ping was the first to arrive, while his family and old subordinates from Nanjun arrived in Xianyang the next day…

Of Heifu's family, only his cousin Yan, who sells brown sugar, his younger brother Jing, and his nephew Yang came. His mother was old and had a minor illness since the beginning of autumn. In addition, the wedding date was chosen in the twelfth month, with snow and wind all over the sky and a long journey, so it might be difficult to go.

Even though Heifu asked Mohists and craftsmen to help design a four-wheeled carriage and sent one to Anlu, no matter how stable the carriage was, it would be useless if the road was not good. At this time, Heifu was looking forward to the early completion of the "Chidao" ordered by the emperor to be built next year. Today, the Wuguan and Nanjun roads are narrow and muddy. If the old man goes to Xianyang, he will lose half his life. He can only regretfully stay at home and be taken care of by his uncle and sister-in-law.

"Mother is very sad."

Jing came up to greet his brother first, and sighed: "Before I left home, she sent me to the door, kept holding my hand, and kept nagging that she was sorry for my second brother, but she was a little happy..."

"What are you happy about?" Heifu was very surprised.

Jing approached Heifu and whispered: "Mother feels that my ancestors for eight generations were all common people, from a small family, with no family background, no etiquette, and even no family name. Now she is married to the dignified internal historian, the Nanyang family. She is afraid that she will do something wrong or say something wrong when she comes to Xianyang, which will make my second brother lose face..."

"How can mother think so."

Heifu was speechless. Not only his mother, but Jing also looked a little embarrassed after arriving in the imperial capital. It was hard to hide his inferiority complex in his every move.

Indeed, in Jing's opinion, his family is at most on par with the nobles in the county, but it is a bit timid to marry into the Ye family, a wealthy family in Nanyang. Heifu was promoted too fast and climbed too high. His family couldn't keep up with his pace and always felt that it was lonely at the top.

This mentality is not good.

Heifu frowned and taught his brother: "My title of Right Shuzhang did not fall from the sky, but was earned by fighting with swords and swords, offering advice and suggestions, and making contributions to the country. Your Majesty thinks I deserve it, who dares to say anything wrong? And this marriage was arranged by General Wang Jian, and Nei Shi also readily agreed, willing to entrust his only daughter to me!"

In fact, most of Nei Shiteng's clansmen and second wives were opposed, but after thinking for a long time, Nei Shiteng said: "When choosing a son-in-law for your daughter, should I choose family background? Money? Talent?"

Most people consider the first two more, but Nei Shiteng thinks that family background is determined before birth and has nothing to do with personal efforts. Money is an external thing, and it is not worth it whether you gain or lose it.

Only talent is a person's unique trait and what he values most!

"Heifu is the most talented young man I have seen in the seven or eight years since I became the governor of Nanjun. I knew at that time that he was definitely not a mediocre person. Sure enough, now he has entered the court and has repeatedly offered brilliant strategies. His Majesty also praised him. He is young and can be the right minister. He has a prominent family background. Given time, he will not have to worry about his family background or lack of money."

So, after asking his daughter for her opinion and seeing that she did not object, Nei Shiteng agreed to the marriage. However, this old fox was also a cunning one. He deliberately spread what he said, making Heifu a little grateful to him.

"My brother, do you know what a family background is?"

Jing certainly knew that a family background was the merit list of Qin officials. It was "writing the merit of beheading on a one-foot board" and "using a one-foot book to move counties and prefectures", and then rewarding according to merit. Every Qin official, including Jing, had such a family background.

Those who were promoted to the rank of Zuo Shuzhang or above could have their "Family" engraved on wooden pillars that looked like Huabiao and set them up on both sides of their houses to show their family status. The pillar on the left was "Family" and the pillar on the right was "Yue". This was the "Family Family" and was later referred to as "Family Family".

In the Qin Dynasty, "Family Family" was a synonym for the nobles of Guanxi who had military merits. The nobles of Guandong had no merits in the Qin Dynasty. No matter if you had been passed down for dozens of generations or hundreds of years, no matter if you were the descendants of Emperor Gaoyang or the descendants of some ancient wise king, you could not claim to be a family.

This was also what Heifu liked most about the Qin system.

Heifu asked Jing to follow him to the front door of the mansion. There were also two pillars on the left and right. Because they had just been built, they were covered with cloth.

He tore off the cloth with his own hands, but saw that it was full of seal characters and painted with pen and ink, which was particularly eye-catching!

Although the "Family Family" erected in front of Heifu's mansion had only a short resume of six or seven years, it was very prominent. Not to mention the little things like catching thieves as a director, from the winter of the 24th year of Qin Shihuang's reign, breaking through the siege of Yingyang, to the second attack on Chu and seizing the flag of Xiang Yan, to expanding the territory of the empire in the south of the Yangtze River, building Nanchang City, and finally making "Heifu Paper" recently, all the merits are clearly written!

Any doubts will be speechless in the face of these valves.

It is true that Laozi is a nouveau riche, but every step is upright and can withstand scrutiny! It is not comparable to the ministers who were promoted by luck like Wei Choufu and Lao Ai.

Of course, Heifu specifically instructed the craftsmen not to engrave the reward for repairing the public toilet. According to him, the small merit is not worth mentioning...

At this moment, Heifu pointed to the gorgeous valve in front of the door and asked Jing to read it from beginning to end.

"Brother, do you think my family is worthy of this marriage?"

Jing bowed in shame and said, "Yes, I am confused."

"I understand." Heifu patted his shoulder and said, "So, I am not marrying up when I marry the daughter of the Ye family, but we are well matched!"

"You are my brother. You should always be by my side when welcoming the bride and entertaining guests. At that time, you must hold your head high and be neither humble nor arrogant. If you show timidity, you will be laughed at. Can you do it?"

"I can!"

Jing is no longer a young man in the sunset. He studied in the school for three years and followed Heifu to the south to manage the gold mine. He has gained a lot of experience. After being taught a lesson by Heifu, he cheered up. He was proud of his brother's achievements. As long as he thought of them, he could drive away the inferiority complex from his heart.

Jing also told a joke to ease the atmosphere:

"It's too late for Zhong brother to get married. My wife Yan is pregnant. How will the generations of our children be calculated in the future?"

"You child."

Heifu was so happy that he raised his leg and kicked him on the buttocks, and said at the same time: "Since my mother can't come, after the wedding, I will ask for leave from His Majesty and take my new wife back to Anlu to meet her..."

At this time, the old subordinates of Nanjun behind unloaded the gifts on the car and came forward to meet Heifu.

There was Zhao Tuo, the fake lieutenant of Jiujiang County, who drank chicken blood with Heifu and swore brotherhood, and Ji Ying, the postal official of Nanchang County.

Most of Heifu's old subordinates served as lieutenants and chancellors in various counties in Jiangxi, and they could not leave their posts without permission. Only Ji Ying, as a postal official, could move around frequently and came here in the name of delivering official documents to Xianyang. Zhao Tuo was about to be transferred to another place to take up his post, and he went to Xianyang to wait for orders, just in time for the marriage of his sworn brother.

As for Li Xian, Xiao Tao, Dongmen Bao and others, they could only let the two of them deliver the gifts on their behalf.

Before Hei Fu could help the two of them up and chat with them, he saw a young warrior coming out of the convoy, carrying a sword on his back, and he seemed a little afraid to see Hei Fu...

Hei Fu was shocked, because that was Gong Ao, who was supposed to be a county lieutenant in Nanchang and could not be here!

"Ao!"

Hei Fu didn't bother to greet him, walked over, and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here!?"

Gong Ao also took the risk and said as a matter of course: "The right minister is getting married, as an old subordinate, how can I not come?"

Hei Fu noticed that Gong Ao was wearing a casual suit and did not wear a seal.

He was immediately horrified. This guy, wouldn't he be absent from his post without permission!

Heifu's old subordinates are different. Li Xian has pledged his loyalty to him and often exchanges letters to report what happened in Jiangnan. Xiao Tao is steady. Although Dongmen Bao is reckless, he values the official title he has earned.

Only Gong Ao is too emotional and impulsive. He might really do such a thing!

Seeing that Heifu was not angry, Ji Ying hurried over to smooth things over and explained for Gong Ao: "Calm down, Right Minister. This is what happened. Gong Ao is no longer the acting lieutenant of Nanchang County!"

"That's right!"

Gong Ao raised his head and said loudly: "Right Minister, I resign!"