Book of chasing guests.

Written by King Qin himself.

The content is as follows: Drive the guests from the six countries out of Qin.

The reason is: people bring harm to the country.

The issuance of the certificate of credence with lightning and thunder made all the old Qin people stunned and confused.

Even Changping Jun Miqi couldn't help but change color when he held this cold parchment scroll and looked at the large characters on it.

Everyone thought his expression was strange.

But I didn't think about it either.

"Expelling all the foreigners from the Six Kingdoms, there was no discussion in the court, and you just issued a document to drive them away? For such a big thing, and to act so insistently, is the King of Qin really crazy?"

"But that's okay."

"As soon as those foreigners left, we old Qin people closed the door and came to be our own guests. Who cares about who made irresponsible remarks? His mother-in-law's legs, these bastards, I am so frustrated to death."

"Okay! It's exactly what I wanted! Hahahaha. King Qin is really aware of current affairs."

Many clan members are sad, and some are happy and unable to restrain themselves.

A fat clansman who smiled so blindly walked up to Mi Qi, who was frowning, with his facial expressions waving.

"Mr. Changping, after expelling the guests from the six countries, the temples of the Qin Kingdom will naturally be restored to purity, and the King of Qin will be fair. This is a good thing, lest the great Qin Kingdom allows those conspirators to succeed. At that time, we, the blood relatives of the Ying family, will be able to do it a hundred years later."

How to face our ancestors?"

"Are you going to face your ancestors?"

Another person said.

The fat man said passionately: "Everyone in the world doesn't know that it was these outsiders who started the chaos in Qin. If these treacherous people pick them out, I'm afraid we will commit seppuku and commit suicide without being able to apologize. Once the rebels are gone, this is God's help."

Qin State."

He looked at Mi Qi with a shy face and said, "I am also helping you, Lord Changping, to have a prosperous official career and great ambitions."

Mi Qi did not respond.

"Shua".

The resolute old Qin man next to him suddenly pulled out the dagger and pressed it under his head where his neck was not visible:

"Flattery and a slippery tongue! Do you naively think that the Ying clan has been able to reach this point just because of the sacrifices of its ancestors?"

"Then, rely on, rely on what?"

The fat man was so frightened that he couldn't help but vomit.

"The old Qin, who fought against the national calamity together, relied on their ancestors' efforts to reform and recruit talented people. The heroes of the past generations worked hard to govern and accumulated for hundreds of years to achieve a status that other countries dare not invade today. You idiot."

That man was Gong Ziying's father, and he was a man of justice.

After saying that, he directly kicked the fat man with his foot and strode out.

The fat man was kicked, and the official hat on his head almost fell off. He sat down on the floor and did not dare to say a word despite the pain.

These words were like thunder and lightning, awakening the group of CEOs who were blinded by power.

The King of Qin wrote a letter to banish the guests, and directly pushed the old Qin family from behind the scenes and put him on the fire to roast.

A country is not afraid of continuous foreign wars, but what it is afraid of is continued internal strife.

All kinds of lessons learned are right in front of us.

For example, the state of Wei forced away two great talents, Zhang Yi and Shang Yang. Later, Zhang Yi became the prime minister of the state of Qin, and miraculously averted the crisis of the six kingdoms besieging the state of Qin with his united alliance.

Also, this upright Weiguo used his ideas and his rewards for farming and war to make the Qin State richer and stronger than ever before. At that time, the Qin State was so poor that the king could not even afford meat.

Nowadays, the Qin State is expelling foreigners and retreating on these old self-destructive paths.

Mi Qiye had a gloomy face and hit the pillar with a "bang", making a living groove.

Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng.

Are you stupid and incompetent, or are you superior?

The clan members around me know the general idea.

They may all have more or less selfish intentions, but they are all members of the Ying family who work together for Qin. Thinking about the consequences carefully makes them sober:

"Mr. Changping, why don't we forget it. If an outsider is in charge, he will be in charge. As long as the family is in good hands, it doesn't matter who is in charge. We will go and persuade you to take back your orders now, and we can pretend that nothing happened."

"Take it back?"

Mi Qi broke the jar and turned around, "It was you who said the foreigners were in the room. Now that the foreigners have been expelled, it is you who asked the king to take back his life. When the time comes, the King of Qin will treat us this way, how will the people of Qin treat us?

We are erratic, short-sighted and have no regard for the long term. We are a bunch of mediocre people. Do we still have a place in the temple?"

"But Lord Changping, we believe that we are not as talented as Zhang Yi, the Prime Minister of Lianheng, and Shang Yang, the hero of Zhongxing."

"We are old and cannot afford it."

Mi Qidao: "If you can't afford it, you have to fight."

"Ah this..."

"How to fight?"

"In today's world of great strife, talents like Zhang Yi Shang Yang are rare in ancient times. You may not be able to compare with Zhang Yi Shang Yang, and you are afraid that you cannot compare with untouchables like Lu Buwei and Li Si. You not only have to fight, but you also have to fight to the death.

Show the pride of the Qin people."

The clan members' chests and hearts were beating suddenly: "But... having said that."

It sounds nice, but they can't do it.

After the foreigners left, a lot of things had to be left to them. The affairs of a country were so complicated that they had little experience and couldn't even think about how to start.

"well."

Now they began to regret it.

If I had known earlier, I would not have forced the King of Qin. This pressure would have pushed me to the forefront.

Mi Qi caught their expressions in his eyes, moved his eyes and face, and said with his hands behind his back: "Since the death of Emperor Zhou, rituals have collapsed, music has collapsed, cauldrons thunder, hundreds of rivers boil, and mountains and tombs collapse. The high banks are valleys, and the deep valleys are

Ling. The world's talented and overlords emerge in endlessly. The Qin Kingdom has gone through five hundred years, but in just five hundred years, it has contained five hundred years of heartache, blood and tears."

"After five hundred years of majestic iron bones, I would like to ask which inch or centimeter of the mountains of the Qin State are not buried with the bones of our ancestors. Now that the Qin State is about to move eastward and the six countries surrender, do you want to

Are you going to watch helplessly as those wagging foreigners step on your heads and suck out the blood of your ancestors?"

“…”

Silence.

Mi Qi said word by word: "Qin's temples can have foreigners, but they can't live without Qin people. If you clear away the haze and overcome the thorns and waves, you will have more power. In the future, with Qin

Only the love of others will build a higher platform for you."

This aristocrat of the Chu State and a close relative of the Qin State had always been rugged and graceful, and could rarely deliver such passionate speeches.

Now that the foreign countries have left, and the great Qin Kingdom has been established, only they, the elders of the family, are left.

The mess needs to be cleaned up. They must not shrink back, let alone fight against each other. They should work together to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

As we looked at each other, the confusion turned into perseverance and faith.

They cupped their fists and said to each other: "Mr. Changping's words are right. Now that we are facing difficulties, how can we be the ones who are incapable of retreating?"

"Yes, we will go to the old Qin Dynasty together to fight against the national calamity."

"Jiujiao Lao Qin, we will fight against the national calamity together!"

In just a few words, the bloody spirit in the bones of the old Qin people was stirred up.

Otherwise, it is said that most Qin people are resolute and stubborn. It is precisely because of this temper that they have to kowtow to their heads and bleed when they encounter anything.

Only this tribe, which wanders on the northwest border and is ready to welcome the sharp swords of Rong Di with its breasts exposed, can survive and continue.

But there is more than enough bravery, but not enough foundation.

This foundation is reflected in Qin Feng and Qin culture.

Qin Feng is simple and rough, and most of the people in Xianyang are careless, just working hard in the fields with their heads buried in the fields.

Sow, harvest, gather grain, take a wife, give birth to, give birth to, give birth to.

Give birth again.

Or they just do their own business behind closed doors, being so pragmatic and honest that they never take advantage of others, and just say whatever they want, no matter what you think is unpalatable. Therefore, in the past five hundred years, businessmen from the six countries have emerged one after another.

The Qin State has never produced a great merchant.

And strangely, neither Confucius, Mozi, or Xunzi, nor Confucianism, Taoism, Legalism, or the Qin State produced a single saint.

Even if it's just a side game, that's fine.

There is no edge, even if there is no edge.
To be continued...