The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 343: Old Qin's bones are temporarily stored, the Great Qin has two kings, and the Zhengguo Canal is completed (end of this volume)
The court meeting convened by Queen Dowager Zhao ended.

The court meeting ended, the Wang He case ended, and the chaos in the Qin officialdom ended.

The mastermind and assassin of the assassination of the veteran general Wang He were all beheaded. Their three clans were sentenced to prison. As a construction maniac, the Qin State was constantly engaged in projects and was always short of manpower.

The military generals felt at ease, the interests of the old Qin nobles were protected, the Queen Mother Zhao returned to the Qin political arena because of this incident, and the reputation of Chang'an Jun's virtue spread far and wide again.

If we don't take King Zheng of Qin into consideration, this is a game in which no one loses.

No one remembered the old man Baili Sheng's eyes that were about to pop out and fall to the ground in the court, and his body that was obviously very old but when he struggled, even two strong officials couldn't hold it down.

People only remember Chang'an Jun's righteous determination to take the rag out of Baili Sheng's mouth after Meng An, the head of the Meng family, said there was no need to rectify his name. His righteous little face was full of angry blushes caused by distrust.

The young man took full responsibility for the Wang He case and personally led soldiers to capture the last mastermind - Wang Wen, who was expelled from the family tree by Wang Kuan.

When the young man and his men arrived, what they saw was not a living person, but a corpse. Wang Wen committed suicide out of fear of punishment.

The corners of the boy's lips trembled, and dark waves flashed in his phoenix eyes. He said:
“Search the house.

“Take someone.

"Imprisoned."

He knew that Wang Wen was innocent, and that those who were going to be imprisoned and then exiled were all innocent, at least in the case of Wang He.

Perhaps these people still don’t know who Wang He is. The mastermind Wang Wen probably got to know veteran Wang He after Wang He’s death.

The boy knows everything.

But what can the boy do?

It is said that once you enter the world, you have no choice.

fart!
Is there anything in the world that is beyond your control?

He entered the martial arts world as Qin Gongzi Chengjiao, and could do whatever he wanted. If any famous and upright sect or evil cult leader dared to show his teeth, Qin Jian would cut off their gums.

In the Qin officialdom, one is truly helpless.

No.

Perhaps it should be said that the body controls oneself, not the heart.

The young man wanted to kill all these old Qin nobles.

Burn the corpses of these old Qin nobles to ashes, and there will be few wisps of smoke that do not emit a foul odor.

He couldn't do it, at least not yet.

The old Qin nobles would be wiped out overnight, and the Qin State would be paralyzed overnight.

King Zheng of Qin could not rule the country by himself, nor could Qin Shi Huang, and even less so Ying Chengjiao.

The young man watched helplessly as all the members of the Wang family's expelled branch were captured and listened to their cries.

All he could do was stand here.

Look, look (one sound).

Watching these people being wrongly accused because of his grand plan.

Seeing that the soldiers did not vent their desires on their female relatives.

Lu Buwei's face appeared in the young man's mind again, saying that he had to walk the future on his own.

Although Lu Buwei was young but looked like an old man, he had always been protecting the young from wind and rain when he was alive.

The damned white horse also came, laughing sickly and saying, "Is this your morality? Aren't you doing these things now? What is wrong? What is right? You can kill me, not because what you did to me is wrong! It's because you are better than me! You are just better than me!"

Maybe that damn horse was right...

The boy opened his eyelids and looked up at the sky.

If there really was a sky above his head that loved good and hated evil as Mo Xue said, a bolt of lightning would have struck Ying Chengjiao's head right now.

He waited.

I didn't wait for thunder, but I waited for a report.

"Sir, they have all been captured." A captain who had been hoping that Chang'an Jun would leave quickly so that he could capture a pretty girl for some fun said seriously.

Ying Chengjiao said "hmm" and ordered the troops to withdraw.

The young man was the last one to walk out of the mansion that should not have been taken away morally, his steps were steady and powerful.

There is no sky above his head.

He must change the world into what he wants.

To do this, I am willing to go against my conscience.

People stop killing people, but God stops killing God.

A few days later, when the mastermind and the assassin were beheaded, some slow-reacting people realized it belatedly.

The State of Qin had not only one king, but also a ruler, who was supported by the Queen Mother of Zhao.

The crown prince of the Qin Dynasty, Lord Chang'an.

His surname was Ying, he had no clan name, his given name was Chengjiao, and his courtesy name was Hualong.

During the struggle between the king and the prime minister, the Queen Mother of Zhao, who had always supported King Zheng of Qin, suddenly stopped supporting her own son and turned to support Chang'an Jun.

It sounds a bit unbelievable, but there are not many senior executives who are truly unbelievable.

King Zheng of Qin centralized power and not only took away the power of the old Qin nobles, but also took away the power of Queen Dowager Zhao, who was unwilling to give up power.

What's so incomprehensible about this?
If this is incomprehensible, then isn't it even more incomprehensible that the old Qin nobles who petitioned Queen Mother Zhao to go to Yongcheng to guard the late king's body some time ago are now keeping silent about this matter?

There are no eternal enemies in politics.

The Meng and Xi families and many old Qin nobles took in the descendants of the four sacrificed families. These taken in people will enjoy the same resources as the direct descendants of the taken in families.

This was not done for the dead, but for the living. The reason why the four noble families, including Baili and Sima, were sacrificed was because it was most beneficial to the Qin nobles.

However, no one knew whether they would be the family sacrificed in the future. Every bit of kindness they showed to the children of the four clans was like buying insurance for their own family.

The only one who did not suffer too much trauma was the Wang family. Wang Kuan was extremely foresighted and made a just cut. This act of sacrificing the rook to save the king naturally could not be concealed from other old Qin nobles.

But the abandoned car was also Wang's car.

The Wang family made great contributions to the old Qin nobles this time, and their power was not destroyed like the other four families, so they still have most of their strength.

For a time, the Wang family's reputation soared and they were able to thrive in various government offices.

Wang’s mansion.

Wang Kuan held a grand banquet in the main hall, and the only guest invited was Mr. Shan.

At the banquet, Wang Kuan praised Mr. Shan highly and got drunk.

He is happy.

Even if Wang Wan is not valued by the king, the Wang family will reach new heights under Wang Kuan. In the past, it was Meng Xibai, and in the future, it will be Meng Xiwang.

This rumor had already spread privately, and he spread it himself.

In the past, the three words "King Mengxi" would definitely be laughed at and sneered at.

Nowadays, most people call it very smoothly.

No one from the Meng family or the Xi family called.

I see. What's the point of continuing to block the rise of the Wang family?

The general trend is on the Wang family.

Even the representatives of the two old Qin noble families, the Meng and Xi, could not stop it.

Before getting drunk, Wang Kuan gave Mr. Shan a piece of top-quality Shu handkerchief.

Mr. Shan was touched and after taking it, he resisted the urge to open it in front of others. Instead, he opened it after returning to his residence.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

The Shu brocade was opened tremblingly, and Mr. Shan's eyes were red. He had finally waited for it.

This is a letter of recommendation.

The next day, Mr. Shan left Wang's house and came to the Doctor's Office, where he became a doctor with an annual salary of 400 shi.

The doctors in the Qin Dynasty were not exactly the same as the doctors in later generations.

As advisors and scholars to the imperial court, the Qin doctors participated in discussions and decisions on state affairs, provided professional opinions and suggestions, and can be understood as Qin Wang Zheng's staff.

Although the doctoral official position in Qin State was not high and his salary was low, his status was not too low and he could participate in the court meetings. Mr. Shan helped Wang Kuan fulfill his ambition to revitalize the Wang family, and Wang Kuan also fulfilled his promise to Mr. Shan - to give him a chance.

Wang Kuan completed what several generations of the Wang family had failed to accomplish. This was of course due to Wang Kuan's strong ability and good fortune, but Wang Kuan himself admitted that Mr. Shan had made great contributions.

However, Mr. Shan, such a talented person, whom even Lu Buwei admired, was unable to sell himself to the imperial family.

After all the hard work, all he wanted was a letter of recommendation from Wang Kuan, which was not difficult to write.

This shows how strictly the old Qin nobles blocked the Qin officials.

Not long after Xianyang was settled, a piece of news came secretly from Guanzhong, not far away.

King Zheng of Qin and Lord Chang'an knew that such big news could not be false, but they were still uneasy.

Two days later, the two brothers left Xianyang secretly with a small entourage.

Although Wang Yijun wouldn't understand it if they went there, they must see it with their own eyes.

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The sun is shining brightly and the weather is a bit hot.

On the plain between the Jing River and the Luo River, a canal that winds like a giant dragon has begun to take shape.

Zheng Guo stood on the newly built embankment, sweat slid down his forehead and mixed with the dust, leaving traces of mud on the old man's increasingly thin face.

It’s been six years… six whole years!
This canal, which consumed countless manpower and material resources and Zheng Guo's entire life's efforts, has finally been completed and is finally about to begin flowing.

"Sir Zheng, the last section of the gate has been installed." A craftsman walked over quickly, his voice filled with undisguised excitement.

Zheng Guo nodded and looked in the direction where the canal extended.

The main channel of this canal, which will be named after him, is more than 300 miles long.

Water is diverted from the Jing River, across the Guanzhong Plain, and finally into the Luo River.

Every inch of land here is soaked with the sweat of the Qin people and carries the future of orthodox water engineering.

He still remembered that six years ago, as the executor of the "strategy to exhaust Qin" sent by South Korea, he proposed to build this canal to the then Qin Prince Cheng Jiao under the introduction of Madam Ji.

And the Prince Cheng Jiao, whom he did not think highly of, actually made the Qin State accept his canal construction skills even though he knew that he was a spy for the Han State. He was allowed to work for the Qin State, even though he was an orthodox water engineer who had never been wanted by anyone.

Now, the canal is about to be completed.

Is it a tired Qin or a strong Qin?

Will Zheng Guo be remembered in history for his fame or be infamous for eternity?

Is the hydraulic engineering orthodoxy continuing or discontinued?

All will be revealed.

"Sir Zheng, what do you think the water level is?" the young craftsman asked, pointing to a newly introduced waterway.

Zheng Guo squatted down and put his fingers into the water, feeling the force of the current.

"Raise it half a foot higher." The old man narrowed his eyes. "The water in the Jing River is turbulent. If the water is not diverted enough, the farmland downstream will not be fully irrigated."

The craftsman looked embarrassed:

"If it is raised any higher, it will destroy the newly built east bank embankment."

Zheng Guo stood up and patted his muddy robe:

“Here, set up a water diversion weir.”

He picked up a branch and quickly drew an arc-shaped structure on the mud:
"The 'fish mouth' water diversion method is used to divide the rapids into two. This not only ensures the water volume, but also reduces the impact on the dam."

The surrounding craftsmen gathered around, with admiration in their eyes.

Over the years, Zheng Daren's unique water diversion method has proven its value many times, solving many problems caused by the water level difference between the Jing River and the Luo River.

"Lord Zheng is truly a god!" The water engineers who understood the mystery exclaimed in admiration.

Zheng Guo shook his head, his eyes far-reaching:

“It’s not my ability, it’s the principles of heaven and earth.

"Water has its own nature. If you follow it, it will be beneficial. If you go against it, it will be harmful. We are just following the flow."

While everyone was discussing, there was a commotion in the distance.

A group of cavalry came galloping, and the black flags fluttered in the wind.

Zheng Guo's heart tightened, because that was the king's ceremonial guard.

"The king has arrived!" The herald's voice pierced the hot air.

The craftsmen hurriedly lined up and knelt to greet him.

Zheng Guo straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked forward.

He had waited for this moment for decades.

King Zhengzheng of Qin, dressed in casual clothes, strode forward surrounded by his guards.

Although he was not wearing a crown, his identity could be seen from the positions of the guards. At the very least, there was the taller Prince Cheng Jiao of Qin who helped Zheng Guo identify him.

Who else could have gone before Prince Cheng Jiao of Qin, except King Zheng of Qin?
"Your Majesty, I am Zheng Guo. I pay my respects to you." Zheng Guo bowed slightly, his tone was full of excitement, and he turned slightly to face Ying Chengjiao: "I pay my respects to you, my lord."

King Qin Zheng waved his hand, looked at the surging river, and said in a deep voice:

"Test the waters."

At this moment, the only thing in his eyes was this canal, the canal that had hindered the development of the Qin State for six years, the canal in which the Qin State had invested six years of national strength.

"Test the waters!" Zheng Guo nodded heavily.

This was exactly what he wanted, and he was not in the mood to worry about the ways of the ruler and his subjects at the moment.

The surrounding officials had already been prepared and were just waiting for King Zheng of Qin to give the order.

Under the scorching sun, countless old Qin men, with their bare chests, carried ropes on their backs and slowly pulled up the gate.

The water of Jing River was small at first, then expanded, and finally became turbulent.

The water of the Jing River surging along the river channel is like a fierce dragon, swaying its body on the Guanzhong Plain.

People from both sides of the strait knelt and kowtowed, and the craftsmen hugged each other and cried.

From then on, there was no more white-haired land in Guanzhong.

Zheng Guo stood on a high place with his eyes wide open, and without his knowledge, tears could not stop flowing.

He did it.

He vindicated the orthodox reputation of water engineering!
Many water workers surrounded the old man.

"Master Zheng, you are amazing! You are amazing!"

“It’s connected! It’s connected!”

"It worked! It worked!"

"Orders," Zheng Guo's voice trembled, but every word was spoken firmly: "Supervisors in each section should step up their inspections to ensure a steady flow of water. Starting tomorrow, allocating irrigation areas according to the plan."

The test was successful, the most difficult and critical step has been passed, and the road ahead will be smooth.

"What a great canal!" Qin Wang Zheng was delighted. "With this canal, our Qin State will no longer be constrained by natural disasters! Man can conquer nature! Zheng State, I appoint you as the Prime Minister!"

Shangqing was the highest official rank, with an annual salary of 2,000 dan.

Lin Xiangru, who had done many great things for the State of Zhao, was the Shangqing.

"A country does not need a minister, it only wants what it deserves." Zheng Guo raised his dark finger, trembling, and pointed at the rushing river: "Sir, what is the name of this canal?"

"Zhengguo Canal." Ying Chengjiao said word by word: "This canal is called Zhengguo Canal."

"Your Majesty." The old man looked at Qin Wangzheng again, his lips trembling: "Is it possible?"

"Yes." Qin Wangzheng laughed, took a few steps forward, and hugged the old man: "That's great."

The old man laughed.

The old man cried.

The old man laughed and cried.

The sound of the river was like a bull's roar, breaking the last rope that was holding the Qin State together.

There is nothing to restrict Qin anymore...

(End of this chapter)