This is the Great Qin, not later generations. There is no excavator, no gunpowder, no cement, no power tools, nothing is there. All there is only the hardworking hands of the Qin people and not wide shoulders.
Hu Hai knew very well how many unknown dangers were in the primitive jungle where few people set foot. Even in later generations, few humans could penetrate the primitive jungle belts of the Amazon. Not to mention the Great Qin Dynasty more than two thousand years ago.
Meng Kuo was the life of the Qin people to build a passage for a future army to go south to the Indochina Peninsula! Meng Kuo made himself a foolish monarch who was pointed by thousands of people!
Because the Mengkuo army went south too far from Xianyang, and the less-flying carrier pigeons would only become food for eagles in the primitive jungle, Hu Hai basically had no direct contact with Mengkuo.
The only way to know the news about Mengkuo is every time Shu County transports supplies. But the county magistrate Mo Cheng of Shu County is worse than to have more things than to have less things. Coupled with Mengkuo's misunderstanding of the meaning, it has created the current situation.
After thinking through the whole story, Hu Hai's anger at Meng Kuo's arrogance at his own actions gradually dissipated, leaving only self-blame.
For the first time, he understood so deeply that a very unintentional idea or a simple order might affect the life and death of thousands, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people!
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Shortly after the promulgation of the new Daqin calendar, it was the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of the ninth month.
Hu Hai hopes to worship ancestors and elderly people in the Chongyang Dynasty. He hopes to start with the Great Qin Dynasty. And to write a far-reaching festival like Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Double Ninth into the new Daqin calendar, not only should countless people in the future generations remember it, but there is no need to worry about it.
One day, they are shamelessly seized by some countries that may gain power in future generations.
Early in the morning, Hu Hai, accompanied by Ying Teng and a group of old members of the royal family, went to the royal ancestral temple in the north of Xianyang City to worship his ancestors.
On this day, all the government offices, including the three provinces and six ministries, and all the officials of the Qin Dynasty, including the counties and counties, will have a day off so that they can go home to worship their ancestors. Of course, the most important thing is to respect the elderly.
After the ancestor worship, under the instruction of Hu Hai, all the children of the Ying clan, whether old, weak, women or children, were summoned to the square in front of the ancestral temple.
This time was the second time that Hu Hai summoned his family members.
Unlike the summons when the restrictions on the children of the Ying clan were lifted for the first time that the restrictions on the children of the Ying clan were not allowed to enter politics or join the army, this time, the children of the royal clan summoned were no longer just males of the right age, but all the bloodlines of the Ying clan were
The tribe of men and women.
On the huge ancestral temple square, there were densely packed with nearly a thousand old and young people from the Ying clan.
After that bloody night more than ten years ago, the real members of the Ying clan were only so small. Compared to the huge empire, what are more than a thousand people?
Looking at the old and young people in the square, whose clothes were gorgeous, ordinary or simple, Hu Hai felt a little complicated.
My talented and strategy cheap emperor sometimes really acts very ruthlessly.
Not only did they kill so many tribe members, but they also restricted the means of making a living for most tribe members. They could only rely on the little bit of worship of the royal family. They were so gorgeous that they didn't have to think about Hu Hai, who knew that most of them were brothers and sisters who were the same as me.
.The one who is dressed in the ordinary clothes should probably be the children of a royal family member who has a half-official position in the Zongzheng Mansion.
As for the simple clothes, they were naturally the Ying clans who had no choice to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. After the First Emperor firmly sat on the throne, the clans who originally wanted to choose the opportunity should have lived the most miserable life.
Of course, at least they are still alive!
"Today is the Double Ninth Festival, also known as the Respect for the Elderly. As a junior in the clan, Hu Hai first greeted the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters in the clan!" Hu Hai said and bowed and bowed slightly!
"Your Majesty must not! You must not!"
"Shuo you will be fine! Shuo you will be fine!"
...
The originally solemn crowd in the ancestral temple square suddenly became noisy because of Hu Hai's sudden movement.
As the emperor, Hu Hai can salute them on Double Ninth Festival, because the emperor respects the elderly! But the emperor can respect the elderly and can salute them. How many people dare to really receive the emperor's tribute in this way?
It was precisely because of this that Hu Hai's gift was just a slight bow. He knew that if he really gave a big gift, he would probably kneel on the ground.
Hu Hai raised his hands lightly, and saw that the emperor was not celebrating, and the noisy ancestral temple square gradually became quiet.
"Dear uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, do you know what my Ying clan is called in the folk now?" Hu Hai did not continue to talk about the issue of respecting the elderly. He changed the subject and returned to the topic today.
There was silence in the square of the ancestral temple at first, and then some young people in their teens and twenties began to chatter.
Some say it is the royal family, some say it is the Ying family, etc. Anyway, it is not the same. There are all things to say.
"A clan of gods!"
A crisp and high-praise suddenly resounded throughout the ancestral temple square!
A needle can be heard in such a huge square!
More than a thousand pairs of eyes looked at the young woman in the middle of the crowd wearing a white soapy robe with a wash of hair.
"It's Ying Zhen!"
There were whispers in the square. Obviously, this woman is very famous in the royal family and most people recognize her.
Hu Hai, standing on the high platform, had already seen the woman when she was talking.
It turns out that it is called Ying Zhen! Hu Hai is secretly paying attention to it.
"Yes, Ying Zhen said it well. Now the people in the world call us, the Ying clan, a clan of God! But I want to ask you, do you know what a clan of God is? Tell me, you can be called a clan of God.
Are you a clan?"
No one knew what the young emperor wanted to say, but the four words "The God Clan" had obviously mobilized the pride in the hearts of all the Ying clans, making their breathing begin to be rapid.
"Your Majesty is the emperor. He reduces taxes and reduces labor. He knocks on heaven and earth for rain and water, quells rebellion and avoids severe punishment and withdraws the law. All the people in the world are grateful for your kindness. Everyone calls my Ying clan a tribe a god! Can we be called it?
The tribe of Gods, the people of the people don’t know, so please help His Majesty solve the doubts!”
It's still Ying Zhen!
If the first time Hu Hai was just to appreciate the courage of this clan woman named Ying Zhen, then Hu Hai is really curious about Ying Zhen. Such a woman should be extremely famous in the royal family. Why
Haven't you heard of it?
Thinking of this, Hu Hai looked at Ying Teng.
But he never thought that Ying Teng found that Hu Hai seemed to be turning his head elsewhere, as if he was deliberately avoiding Hu Hai's inquiry! And his expression seemed extremely unnatural.
It's weird!
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