After King Qin’s goodwill policy was promulgated, it was immediately welcomed by the local nobles.

Because this confirms their status.

However, all the officials in the Qin Palace were divided.

Although on the surface it seems that officials are designated as Brahmins and Kshatriyas just for better communication.

But in essence, don’t underestimate the subtle influence of Shivaism.

Prime Minister Liu Guan agreed with King Qin because of previous communication.

As a secondary prime minister, Mao Fu was a pure Confucian scholar who paid attention to meticulous etiquette.

After returning home, he took off his official robe and sat upright, frowning and pursed his lips, saying nothing.

The wives, concubines, and servants of the whole family were all surprised and hurriedly greeted him without replying.

His youngest son came here specially to take care of him. He is also very elegant even at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

There are three immortalities in life: establishing virtue, performing meritorious service, and establishing words.

Moreover, based on his understanding of the emperor, he was also dissatisfied with King Qin's move.

Mao Quan raised his head and said passionately: "I forgive my son for being rude. In my opinion, the civil servants in the imperial court are too timid. They have replaced themselves with the Mongolian Yuan and Manchu Qing Dynasties, and are worried about the unrest of the country."

Although there was only one small snow slope, about 800 meters long, it already left the emperor with endless aftertaste.

Mao Quan said softly: "I just thought about this. Your Highness is only sixteen, and your face is more valuable than heaven."

Secret documents do not need to be processed by the General Affairs Department, nor do they need to go through the cabinet. They arrive directly at the emperor's desk, which is extremely efficient.

Unless they have a mission, most craftsmen will live scattered in Beijing and will not come here.

"From my son's point of view, His Highness the King of Qin built the throne of the Qin State on his butt, so he was thinking about the interests of the Qin State, so he ignored his Majesty's thoughts and the court's thoughts."

"In addition, if someone wants to buy it, let the Ministry of Internal Affairs sell it at a suitable price, and I will also have to recover some of the cost."

Does he have a choice?

A secret box is sent to Beijing on a sea ship.

Here, although Zhu Jing was distracted by the Annan war, he reported news about Qin almost every ten days, and used a secret box to report to the emperor on time.

Sure enough, the emperor began to pace and talk to himself.

"Your Majesty, the King of Qin, also wants to save face if your orders are changed in the morning or evening."

I asked three times in a row.

Such as Jiangnan Garden, Baiyuan Garden, Spring Garden, etc., with different colors and very different scenery, making people forget to leave.

"Then you have to change your clothes!" Mao Quan said helplessly.

As the emperor's half-adopted son, Zhu Jing's identity is self-evident. Although he cannot interfere in Qin's internal affairs, as a leading general, he naturally has the responsibility to supervise Qin.

Regarding the Manchu secret system, Zhu Yixi had no intention of carrying it forward, but still adhered to the principle of secrecy.

Mao Fu narrowed his eyes and came back to his senses.

The emperor continued to boost morale.

"Yes -" Liu Afu was stunned. Isn't this used in agriculture? How can it be sent to the mine?

After that, he spoke about the so-called caste system: "Your Majesty ranks hundreds of officials. Although they can be transferred up and down and married, it is only for external exchanges, but it will cause a lot of disasters."

Zhu Jing dismissed King Qin’s whimsical caste system and followed Shivaism:

"The King of Qin is still too young."

For example, the emperor thought that azure porcelain was more beautiful, so the Baigong Garden dedicated people to study this kind of porcelain.

Again, the King of Qin was too young, and the Emperor was worried about it, fearing that he would be deceived by powerful officials in the country.

Completely different from the Ordnance Department.

"If the imperial court knew about it, I'm afraid it would cause big trouble."

Zhu Yixi nodded and opened it directly.

The Forbidden City is like a government office to him.

Although the improvement was not big, Zhu Yixi was still very happy and really wanted to contact two or three concubines to have a multi-player sport.

"You did a good job."

Mao Fu nodded, his face serious.

Mao Fu suddenly understood, then put down his pen, with a look of relief on his face.

Liu Afu wished he could plug his ears, but he still couldn't stop the words from falling.

There is even a ski resort that was established last year.

Mao Quan sighed: "It is conceivable that once the caste system is spread out, it can never be taken back. Under the influence of subtle influence, how can there still be the atmosphere of a prosperous country in the South China Sea?"

"Shivism has obviously had an impact on Confucianism. If the emperor doesn't care about it, the elders will definitely not like it."

Only then did Liu Afu suddenly realize.

Mao Quan sighed: "This is just like the Mongol Yuan Dynasty back then. The small clan was close to the big clan, and they were isolated from each other, just like duckweeds, with no foundation at all."

"Annan also has imperial examinations and Chinese characters, but there is no caste system or Shivaism there."

Today's inspection finally gave Zhu Yixi good news.

What makes the princes happiest is that there are no restrictions in the palace, or there are less restrictions. Who knows they can play and play.

As for this secret box from Annan, it is almost a no-brainer to know that it was written by Zhu Jing.

"Your Highness rejected it."

Since the renovation of the steam engine was designated more than ten years ago and the concept of steam was proposed, dozens of craftsmen have been studying it day and night.

These are the two ways of governing the country in the early Zhou Dynasty.

After a long time, the emperor seemed to have digested his anger, and regained his composure, holding back four words.

"Are you talking about General Zhu?"

Seeing his father lost in thought, Mao Quan continued his efforts and gave a strong medicine: "Father, you seem to have forgotten that our Qin State is not only Saigon and Champa. Annan in the north will also be under the jurisdiction of the Qin State in the future."

As usual, the emperor came to Baigong Garden to observe the task of transforming steam engines.

The craftsman was stunned when he heard this, and shook his hair that could be knotted: "Your Majesty, the steam engine you requested is too powerful. We have been working hard for many years, but it is difficult to achieve results."

"It's pumping..."

"Keep working hard. You should still work towards the rail carriage. The pulling force should be stronger and the size should be appropriate. My funding will never stop..."

"You are right."

Having said that, it is a task-based craftsman bureau.

Sure enough, the emperor's temper has not changed, and he is still reluctant to eat, thinking of trying to get back his money.

Liu Afu on the side didn't dare to ask any more questions and could only stare from the side, slowly moving a few steps away from him.

"Master, this is sent from Annan——"

No, he had nothing to do, so he came to Baigong Garden.

In a sense, this is a very effective method and an effective policy for Qin.

"Absurd decision..."

However, Bo Qin spent three years "changing his customs and abolishing his funeral rituals" and strictly abiding by the Zhou rites, which can be said to be a painstaking effort.

"Does the imperial court want to live in these two mansions forever?"

Throughout the country, only a few hundred people have the authority to perform secret memorials.

"So what?" Mao Fu pondered and gritted his teeth and said, "I will write to the court and let His Majesty make a decision."

Mao Fu suddenly woke up. He had completely rejected the caste system in his heart. He stood up quickly and was about to leave.

"I know."

To civilize the barbarians and build a small Ming Dynasty, this is such a lofty ideal.

Seeing his son's words, Mao Fu fell into thinking and moved his lips. Although it was a bit embarrassing, he couldn't help but ask.

Mao Fu couldn't hide the tiredness on his face. He waved his hand and walked straight to the room.

"What does King Qin know? He is only 16 years old and has been influenced by you."

This is a place specially arranged by the emperor, and there is no scenery inside. Basically, it is busy with mechanical creations.

This steam engine that pumps water is of great help to agriculture.

I live there every day, next to the yamen of civil and military officials, which means too much surveillance.

A prosperous country in the South China Sea, this is the Confucian scholars' outlook for the Qin Kingdom.

Mao Quan hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Don't worry, there is still someone in Qin! He will definitely not ignore it."
To be continued...