Gan Luo was the grandson of Gan Mao, the former left prime minister of the Qin Dynasty.
He was very smart since he was a child. He entered the sect of Prime Minister Lu Buwei as a young concubine and studied under Lu Buwei. Lu Buwei loved him so much that he even trained him as a disciple. This kind of training naturally created his bold character and lacked a few words.
Awe and insight into the human heart.
Perhaps because of his age, Gan Luo's thoughts are very naive and he thinks everything is beautiful.
This may have doomed his fate.
Premature wisdom leads to premature death.
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At this moment, in the study room.
Gan Luo was chattering to Lu Buwei about papermaking and the unification of writing. At the same time, combined with what Zhao Jia said, he had a plan in mind: "Prime Minister, why not take this opportunity to seek cooperation with Confucianism? Most of the scholars in the world are Confucian disciples.
, as long as Confucianism agrees, it should not be difficult to unify the text.
As for whether the Six Nations are willing... I feel that compared with the general trend of the world, personal thoughts are irrelevant!"
In his opinion, as long as Confucianists are willing to help, the promotion of the same writing system will be a success!
Once this is done, it will be convenient and harmless, both now and in the future.
Lu Buwei patiently listened to Gan Luo's words. He did not answer. Instead, he looked at Li Si who was silent and said lightly: "Li Si, as a Confucian disciple, what do you think?"
"It is indeed imperative to unify the written language, but Confucianism may not agree to it."
Li Si looked solemn and said slowly.
Hearing this, Gan Luo couldn't help but look at Li Si and asked, "Why? Since the founding of Confucianism, it has always been to educate the world. Could it be that we cannot see through the benefits of unifying the written language?"
"It's not that you can't see through it, it's that no one does it. Even if Confucianism agrees, Confucian disciples may not agree."
Li Si shook his head. What Gan Luo said was too naive. He thought of his senior brother Han Fei and the conversation between the two when they parted. He whispered: "Although they are Confucian disciples, before they became Confucian disciples,
They are people from different countries, and some are descendants of high-ranking officials and nobles, with noble status.
It is impossible for them to help Qin complete this matter unless they are all people like me, which are very few among Confucians."
He shook his head.
Confucianism has a very high status in the hearts of scholars, but the higher the status, the higher the threshold for Confucianism. Not everyone can step into Xiaoshengxian Manor to study.
The founders of Confucianism and the first generation of disciples naturally had clear goals and aimed to educate the world.
But with the passing on from generation to generation, some things have changed a long time ago. The most critical point is that ordinary people can't even afford to eat, how can they study, let alone become a disciple of Confucianism!
When he was able to become a disciple of Xunzi, only he knew the hardships he endured.
"this……"
Gan Luo was stunned. When Li Si said this, he immediately understood the key point, and his face suddenly became uncertain.
Lu Buwei stroked his beard gently, pondered for a while, and said slowly: "If you want to unify the written language, you must first dissolve the boundaries of the country. Confucian academics have no distinction between countries, but there are Confucian disciples. Only when the Qin State truly overthrows the six kingdoms and unifies them
Only in the world can this be done."
But even if you do it, it will probably cost you a lot.
Lu Buwei knows this very well.
But if the Qin State wants to truly dominate the world, killing is indispensable. In other words, the growth path of every powerful empire will be paved with corpses.
"But Prime Minister, if we don't do it until then, it won't be too late. Since we have this plan now, we might as well draft a plan first and plan it slowly."
Gan Luo pondered for a while, looked at Lu Buwei with bright eyes, and suggested.
"Since you have this intention, leave this matter to you."
When Lu Buwei heard this, there was a smile in his eyes, and he said softly that he admired Gan Luo's drive to do whatever he said. Perhaps only a young man who was inexperienced in the world could be so innocent.
"No! Take your leave, kid!"
Gan Luo cupped his hands in response and hurried out of the study.
Lu Buwei watched Gan Luo leave with a smile on his face, and said slowly: "Do you think Gan Luo can come up with a good idea?"
This matter can also be regarded as an assessment, a question he gave Gan Luo.
Li Si's eyes moved slightly and he said, "I don't know, but since Gongzi Jia raised this matter, he must have some ideas. The Prime Minister might as well ask him."
"Let Gan Luo ask."
Lu Buwei's smile faded and he said calmly.
He didn't really want to see Zhao Jia, and was a little worried that Zhao Jia would ask him for the princess again.
Li Si did not speak, but he had the idea of contacting Zhao Jia. If Zhao Jia really had a good idea, how could he not share a share of the pie.
He, Mr. Li, doesn’t want to live under others for a long time!
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When I returned to my mansion, it was getting dark.
Zhao Jia came to Jingyu's attic again.
Li Wu in the house had been restless since Zhao Jia left. When she saw Zhao Jia again, she immediately stood up to greet him, as if she were in Xianyang Palace. However, compared to the naturalness of Xianyang Palace, she was obviously at a loss at this moment.
Knowing how to face Zhao Jia, he looked uneasy.
The black cat on the side didn't know the troubles of human beings. It lay lazily on the soft couch, swaying its tail, teasing Xiao Yan'er who wanted to scratch her tail.
Jing salamander sat next to Xiao Yan'er. Seeing Zhao Jia's safe return with his cold eyes, his brows suddenly relaxed a little, and his thin lips parted lightly: "How?"
"That old man Lu Buwei admitted it!"
Zhao Jia glanced at Li Wu coldly and asked in an indifferent tone: "I never thought that the person I thought was the closest to me would be the first to betray me. Humph, I haven't been reporting my affairs these days.
Right? No wonder you are so curious about my things every day!"
"I have no harm in my heart."
Li Wu tugged on her dress, lowered her beautiful eyes, and said softly.
"Do you think I should trust a liar?"
Zhao Jia stretched out his hand to lift Li Wu's pretty face, looked into her eyes with complicated eyes, and asked.
Li Wu pondered for a while, her eyes seemed to have lost their luster, and she whispered: "Young master, please kill me."
The mission failed, and there was no good ending for her to return to the trap. Since she had a choice now, it would be better to die in Zhao Jia's hands. In this way, she would feel less guilty in her heart. After all, she was sorry for Zhao Jia and had been deceiving him.
emotion.
"Why should I kill you? You owe me so much, and if you want to die, there's no such thing as cheap!"
Zhao Jia snorted coldly, and then continued in a bad tone:
"I have obtained you from Lu Buwei. From now on, you will serve me obediently, as a slave and maid, for the rest of your life!"
Li Wu blinked her eyes and looked at Zhao Jia in disbelief. She didn't expect that Zhao Jia would dare to stay with him. Was it because he was worried that she would be caught in a trap?
As for serving Zhao Jia for the rest of her life, this is not a punishment at all to her. This is what she did when she was with Zhao Jia.
"What are you still waiting for? I'm hungry. Go prepare dinner."
Zhao Jia said fiercely.
Li Wu's eyes were touched and apologetic... and finally turned into a touch of tenderness, and whispered: "Yes!"
After saying that, she walked outside briskly.
"You want to keep her?"
Not long after Li Wu left, Jing salamander looked at Zhao Jia with a complicated expression and asked.
Zhao Jia took a deep breath and said slowly: "She will die if she returns to the net. Although she is ruthless to me, I can't be unjust. After all, I slept together~"
Hearing this, Jing Salamander looked at Zhao Jia with something more in his eyes.