People in the Qin Dynasty sought good fortune and avoided misfortune.

Chapter 521, The Coming-of-Age Ceremony Approaching (Bonus Chapter, 10,000 words to finish today!)
"God is the embodiment of spirit. When a ruler and a nation achieve the transformation of essence into qi, they can then transform qi into spirit."

"Plant a god that belongs to a country in the hearts of the people. When the god is there, the people will always have a sense of belonging to the country and will always be able to stand with the country."

"If we can refine essence into qi and refine qi into spirit, it will be enough to unite the people and the ruler of Qin as one. What enemy could possibly threaten Qin then?"

Xu Qing looked at Ying Zheng and said slowly.

Just as Gai Nie was about to speak, his face darkened, and he turned his head away, remaining silent. "Can't we all just have some fun? Can't we still be good friends?"

If you're going to talk about martial arts, then talk about martial arts. Why do you suddenly extend the concept of martial arts to governing the country and start offering advice?

Who is this person trying to imply? Isn't this bullying an honest person?

Ying Zheng, who had been listening with interest to the three discussing martial arts, became serious, patiently pondering Xu Qing's words and muttering them to himself.
"Those who know where the roof leaks are those under the eaves; those who know where the government fails are those in the countryside. They facilitate the expression of public opinion and offer advice, understand the needs and desires of the people, cultivate their spirit and infuse them with the spirit of the Qin state."

The more Ying Zheng pondered these words, the more serious his expression became, with doubt flickering in his eyes.

These words contradicted the Legalist school he studied, which advocated that "governing for the benefit of the people is the beginning of chaos" and that "the ruler is above the people; in times of trouble, he will use them even unto death, and in times of peace, he will give them his all."

This treats the people as tools, but Xu Qing told him to listen to the people and understand their needs.

Ying Zheng, deeply influenced by Legalism, hesitated between these two schools of thought for a time.

Li Si glanced at Xu Qing. As a member of the Legalist school, he naturally did not agree with Xu Qing's statement.

However, he had heard similar words before. The person who said these words was his teacher Xunzi, but Xunzi used water and a boat to represent the people and the ruler.

Seeing that Ying Zheng was deep in thought, Xu Qing did not continue, but let Ying Zheng think about it carefully.

To change the situation in Qin where everything had become Legalist, it had to start with the ruler. Ying Zheng had been deeply influenced by Legalism for more than a decade, and changing his mindset was not something that could be done overnight; it would have to be done gradually.

Xu Qing's gaze then fell upon Fei Yan, whose dance moves were becoming increasingly captivating.

Her slender fingers, like dancing sprites, constantly formed hand seals, their movements fluid and intertwined.

The golden mask glowed softly in the candlelight, echoing the crimson dress and adding a touch of solemnity to Fei Yan's graceful dance.

"What beautiful hands, but they look so familiar... Damn it, have I developed a hand fetish?"

Xu Qing couldn't help but glance at Fei Yan's hands a few more times, muttering to himself.

The crimson smoke on the stage reached its final stage. With a series of flames appearing and then extinguishing, an invisible ripple spread out, and the astrological ritual came to an end. Everything returned to calm, and all the strange phenomena disappeared, as if all traces had been smoothed over.

"Wow~"

As the curtains were drawn back, the light from outside once again streamed into the hall.

The sacred light shone on Fei Yan, making her temperament even more sacred, noble, and mysterious.

My goodness, is this the goddess?
Xu Qing looked at Fei Yan intently, his eyes filled with tenderness and love; he was truly in love.

Who could resist a goddess wife who can transform into a woman?
Ying Zheng also snapped out of his reverie and focused his attention on Fei Yan. However, he was not concerned with Fei Yan's appearance or temperament, but rather with the result of the divination.

Immediately, Ying Zheng's gaze turned solemn, revealing an imperial majesty that commanded respect. He asked in a deep voice:

"So, is there any result?"

His imperial demeanor was unmistakable, his voice carrying a hint of indifference, as if he were a high and mighty god.

Fei Yan slowly lowered her hand, and her eyes under the mask slowly opened, looking at Ying Zheng and Xu Qing.

Ying Zheng's main purpose in coming here was to observe the methods of the Yin-Yang School, as this would determine his future attitude towards them. Therefore, this divination was of particular importance. "The results of the coming-of-age ceremony a month later have already been determined."

Fei Yan stood up, her figure graceful and beautiful, her voice soft and ethereal, and she looked at Ying Zheng and spoke slowly.

"What's the result?"

Ying Zheng's gaze sharpened slightly, and he asked in a deep voice.

"Although the process was somewhat bumpy, everything was as Your Majesty wished and as Zhaoming Jun thought."

Behind the golden mask, Fei Yan glanced at Xu Qing, her eyes seemingly sparkling with starlight, as if she had just glimpsed a corner of fate.

The morning star streaked across the sky during Ying Zheng's coming-of-age ceremony, which meant that war was about to break out. However, the central star of Ziwei remained unmoved, indicating that the war would not affect Ying Zheng. At the same time, an elusive and unclear fog shrouded the direction of Yongcheng.

The star representing Lao Ai was completely shrouded in mist, like a puppet being manipulated by the mist.

"As I wish? As you think, sir?"

Ying Zheng's eyes flickered as he glanced at Xu Qing, having reached some conclusions. He seemed more interested than before and continued to inquire in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency Dongjun, why don't you divine the future of the Qin state again? I am very curious about this."

"There is no need for divination in this matter. Before entering Qin, His Majesty the Eastern Emperor said that the Mandate of Heaven was in Qin."

Fei Yan's lips moved slightly, her expression unchanged, and she spoke softly.

"I have witnessed the astrological techniques of the Yin-Yang School. As for the outcome, I will wait and see."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.

After speaking, Ying Zheng slowly stood up and walked outside without saying anything more.

Seeing this, Xu Qing had no choice but to leave as well, but before leaving, he winked at Fei Yan, indicating that he would be back in a little while.

Her small face beneath the crimson mask flushed slightly, and she let out a soft hum.

After leaving the Astrology Tower and exiting the Doctor's Palace, Ying Zheng stopped and looked at Xu Qing.

"Sir, how is the situation on your end? Are the nets you've cast ready?" Ying Zheng asked in a deep voice.

"We'll just have to wait for that day to come," Xu Qing said with a light laugh.

"A month?"

Ying Zheng turned to look in the direction of Yongcheng, his expression becoming solemn, a strange look flashing in his eyes, and his fist clenched slightly under his sleeve.

Eleven years have passed. The day he is crowned in a month will be the day he truly becomes the King of Qin.

At the same time, that day will be the bloodiest day in the history of the Qin state. However, Ying Zheng was not afraid or apprehensive. Without destruction, there can be no construction. The path of Qin to unify the world and the reforms of governing the country in the future are destined to be full of bloodshed.

All of this will begin from the day he assumes power, but he will also give back to the people of Qin and the world a stable Qin state, free from war, where people can eat their fill, wear warm clothes, and have hope.

"Then let Wang Jian and Meng Tian prepare themselves."

"promise."

(End of this chapter)