Daily Life In Qin Dynasty

Xunzi did not mention the naive statement of "buying with money".

Maybe there is indeed a "white paper" for sale on the market, but for Confucianism as a whole, this "white paper" alone is obviously not enough.

What’s more important is [printing].

This is the real killer.

When "white paper" and "printing" appeared, for all people of various schools of thought, the problem they faced was no longer literary communication.

But competition.

It comes from the competition and involution among other schools of thought.

Maybe some people don't want to compete or get involved, but unfortunately when these two things entered the market, all the schools and sects were forced to be involved in this whirlpool.

This is not a question of whether they think about it or not, but in the coming turmoil, if they do nothing, the only thing waiting for them will be elimination.

"Lord Shengping intends to establish an academy in Hanzhong and invites teachers from hundreds of schools to teach."

"Academy?"

Xunzi's eyes moved. As an academic master who had served as a wine sacrificer at Jixia Academy three times, he realized something in an instant.

Fu Nian's next answer also confirmed his guess.

"Yes, Lord Shengping seems to be interested in reopening [Jixia Academy]."

"interesting."

Xunzi was silent for a while, then couldn't help but smile, then looked at Fu Nian and said, "How many people are you planning to bring from Xiaoshengxian Manor?"

Fu Nian said: "The rules set by Lord Shengping are that all scholars who apply for academy teachers must pass the assessment and then be graded. Depending on the number of teachers applied for by various schools of thought, different amounts of printing will be given."

"Among them, junior teachers can get 10,000 printed copies, intermediate teachers can get 30,000 copies, and senior teachers can get 50,000 copies. And the highest-level doctorates can get 100,000 printed copies."

Xunzi pondered for a moment and then said warmly: "In this case, the number of Confucian scholars going to Qin this time cannot be too small. In this case, you will prepare a hundred junior teachers, fifty intermediate teachers, and twenty senior teachers for this trip... ····As for the highest-level doctor, let me go there myself!"

After hearing the first half of what Xunzi said, Fu Nian didn't say much.

However, when Xunzi finished the second half of his sentence, Fu Nian immediately raised his head and said with a face full of astonishment: "Uncle, are you going to go out in person?"

Xunzi glared at Fu Nian and said calmly: "What? Can't I go?"

Fu Nian quickly shook his head and said: "No~~~The student is just a little surprised. Why did Uncle Master suddenly decide to go to Qin in person?"

Xunzi stroked his beard and said calmly: "It's so interesting... Ahem, what I mean is that if there is such a big commotion in Qin this time, I am afraid that scholars from the seven countries will be involved in this whirlpool. For such an important matter, of course I have to go to Qin State in person to take charge of it."

"Besides, I have been fascinated by Lord Shengping for a long time. It just so happens that I can take advantage of this opportunity to meet him."

"in addition······"

At this point, Xunzi glanced sideways at Fu Nian, especially focusing on the opponent's obviously protruding belly, and said in a neutral tone: "I also want to see the saint. What is so magical about Mr. Ping's territory that you can undergo such a 'dramatic change' in just a few months?"

Fu Nian: "······"

"Okay, I'm tired, you should step back and get ready to go!" Xunzi waved his hand.

"yes!"

Fu Nian responded, but did not leave immediately.

Seeing this, Xunzi opened one eye slightly, glanced at him, and said, "What? Is there anything else?"

Fu Nian pointed to the white paper placed in front of Xunzi elegantly and said: "Uncle Master, can these 'white papers'..."

Before Fu Nian could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xunzi: "I will have to study these 'blank papers' for a while. Come back and get them in a few days!"

Fu Nian: "······"

Xunzi: "Huh?"

Fu Nian: "Student resigned."

Xunzi: "Yeah."

Fu Nian bowed to Xunzi, then turned and left the small courtyard behind the mountain.

Xunzi sat at the desk with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was resting his mind.

However, the moment Fu Nian's figure completely left the small courtyard behind the mountain, Xunzi's eyes, which had been slightly closed just now, were instantly opened, and then he was seen getting up and taking pen and ink from another table.

He spread out a piece of white paper and wrote the word "Confucianism" with a splash of ink.

Looking at the marks printed by ink on the white paper, Xunzi stroked his beard with one hand, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared on his face.

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at the same time.

Zhao State.

Mohism is different from Confucianism.

In today's era when knowledge books are not widely available, most Confucian disciples gather in one place for a long time, such as private schools and academies, in order to study knowledge.

Unless they are teaching or traveling, Confucian disciples rarely leave a fixed place.

But Mohism is different.

Most of the disciples of the Mohist family are "Ranger", and it is their duty to perform chivalry and justice. Therefore, although the Mohist family has a headquarters such as "Gun City", under normal circumstances, most disciples of the Mohist family do not have a fixed residence.

In the past few years, due to the wooing of Prince Dan of the Yan Kingdom, the number of Mohist disciples who gathered towards the Yan Kingdom had slightly increased.

But this does not mean that Yan State has become the headquarters of the Mohist family.

"Pass my order to summon more than a hundred Mohist disciples immediately to meet in Hanzhong, Qin State." In a large Mohist branch in Zhao State, the six-fingered black man took out his giant token and ordered as soon as he walked into the branch.

"Yes, Ju...zi?"

Although the person in charge of Zhao Guo's Mojia branch had not yet figured out what happened, when he saw the 'Jiuzi Ling' that the Six-Fingered Black Man took out, he still responded subconsciously.

But when he later looked up and saw the image of the six-fingered black man clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Juzi, do you have any requirements for the hundreds of Mohist disciples who need to be summoned?"

"Require?"

The six-fingered black man touched his increasingly tactile chin, pondered for a while and said, "Priority will be given to Mohist disciples with high knowledge and skills."

The person in charge of Zhao Guo's Mojia branch was startled when he heard this request, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't there any requirements for martial arts?"

Although personal force has a negligible impact on the situation of the entire country, for a sect like the Mohist family that travels in the world all year round, the level of martial arts is still very useful.

The six-fingered black man shook his head and said: "No need, what we want to do this time does not require high martial arts."

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