Since the war, Shouying has not looked at the court for a long time. However, when the ministers entered the court today, Xiong Jing, dressed in leather robes, walked out of the sect. The king looked at the court, and the earth bowed to the common surname, and the heaven bowed to the same surname. After the three bows, the ministers bowed to Xiong Jing together and said in unison: "I have seen the king."

"No gift!" Xiong Jing tense his face, and he was entangled with Mi Xuan until midnight last night. Finally, he returned to his slept with Chang Jiang's reminder, and then he didn't sleep well all night. Dan Ming looked at him, and he only fell asleep for one, two hours.

There were more than 100 court officials in the court, and many people were not present because of the war. Even in the court officials, it was a temporary place for others. Xiong Jingqing, who looked around the court officials, coughed and asked, "I haven't looked at the court for a long time. What's the big deal in the country?"

Zhu Ao was either on the battlefield or in Ji Ying. Shouying was now under the leadership of Qu Sui, the Sanlu doctor. In addition to him, there were two grand tutors, Song Yu and Kong Qian. Xiong Jing, who suddenly returned to Ying without any notice, must have come. Qu Sui looked at Song Yu, Kong Qian glanced at him and said, "The affairs in the country were the Empress Dowager who was blinded by the Hu people for a while. There was nothing to do now."

"Blind?" Xiong Jing smiled. He had been holding it in his throat for a few days, but the words his mother said last night made him hesitate. He couldn't help but think that Machiavelli once said in "The Monarchy": Kings must not be hated.

The affairs of the royal court are indeed not something that outsiders can criticize, but for common people who earn only one gold or even less than one gold annually, the royal court, who spends 37,000 gold at a time, is indeed hated. Sometimes this kind of hatred is because of poor livelihood, sometimes because of unfair fate. However, all the people are guilty, and the crime is in my mind.

Qu Sui didn't know what was coming to Xiong Jing's throat, so he continued: "The extravagant things have been retired to the Hu people, but the common people and the public are discussing them a lot. Now the people can only fill their stomachs, but the empress dowager spends a lot of money only for his own desires. This is unkind."

"King, I think the royal court should not be too extravagant. The soldiers fought in front of us and the people worked hard in the future, and they did not save a single gold in their entire lives. What do you think of the Empress Dowager spending 37,000 gold to buy extravagant goods from Hu people?" Chen Hui, a fake minister of Chen County, advised.

"King, there are indeed many unfair policies in the Chu State today." Another person stepped forward and said, "It is Zuo Yin Meng Zhengqin. "It is praised for being a clan, but what about others? It is not that he is not brave, but that his courage is not seen by others. It is indeed unfair to be brave and sealing a clan."

"I think that the land of the old Ying should be shared by the people of the country!" Meng Zhao, the minister of Zou County, said further. "The sage said: 'Respect my old and the old of others, and the young of others, and the young of others, the world can be carried out on the palm of your hand. Now our Chu State has the power of combining the princes. I ask the king to express his kindness to all the world, so that he can rule the world."

Xiong Jing's indignant words were in his throat. He wanted to get angry and scold the ministers who criticized Wang Ting, but he did not expect that the ministers' words were worse than he thought. This made him laugh instead of anger. He gradually understood the ministers' psychology in his smile.

Old Ying and Nanyang are all rich places. Zhushi and Yushi were able to seal the land and the villages, so they could not get a single hair, so they were obviously jealous. Seeing that they were so jealous, Xiong Jing's original anger suddenly turned into pride. The more they gave advice and the deeper they complained, the brighter he smiled.

The ministers kept admonishing, but Xiong Jing did not say 'yes' or 'no', but just kept laughing. After a while, they stopped when they understood that something was wrong. At this time, Xiong Jing still didn't say anything, Qu Sui couldn't help asking: "Do you think the advice of me, do you agree?"

"I have received rewards for merits and punishments for crimes. This has been the case since ancient times. The old Ying land was restored by the clans and the soldiers of the country led their troops. How could the people of the country share the same?" Xiong Jing asked back. As soon as he said this, the ministers were full of disappointment. The clans and the clans and the clans of the clans got the benefits, how could they not have any benefits?

Meng Zhao said anxiously: "The people farmed, weaving and textiles, paid taxes and taxes, and they did not wear armor to fight. However, the food and clothing of all the people are produced by the people. Is this not a merit?"

"Slaves also farm and receive taxes, but how can they get the master's share of the slaves?" Xiong Jing sneered, his words were extremely bad.

"What is it?" Meng Zhao was shocked, and the ministers were also shocked. They could not believe that the king compared the people to slaves.

"The unspoken words: 'Slaves also farm and receive taxes, but how can they get a share of the slaves?'" Xiong Jing repeated the words just now, and then looked at everyone's eyes. Some words should not have been so straightforward, but the anger echoed in his heart for several days. He had to make some people understand their identity.

"Ah! The king is not kind, why do you rule the world..." Meng Zhao first ah, and then was overwhelmed by the quarrels in the court. To be precise, Xiong Jing's words were too excessive, which was inconsistent with the three views of the ministers, and also inconsistent with the arguments that the court had long promoted.

The chaos in Zhengchao took a long time to calm down, and everyone looked at Xiong Jing differently. Meng Zhengqin asked directly: "Does the king think I am a slave?"

"You?" Xiong Jing's sneer was still there. Before he said that he knew that these people would be furious, he wanted these people to furious. He believed from beginning to end that force is the foundation of rule, not anything else.

But it does not mean that after deeming that force is the foundation of rule, we cannot use benevolence and righteousness, law, nation, religion... and other theories such as united front are conquered, so that they have an illusion: I am also the master of Chu, and I am proud of Chu.

When necessary, you should wake them up mercilessly, or even kill them to let them know their identity. Sometimes you should warn yourself that you must not be able to be anti-unified by the ideas you created, and you really think that you are like them and have forgotten the identity of your master.

"Yes. me." Meng Zhengqin asked. In Xiong Jing's eyes, he was a person who was anti-unified and forgot his master's identity.

"As Zuo Yin, isn't he a plain subject?" Xiong Jing asked with a smile, his tactful words, which was a world of difference from the evil he had just now.

"How about Chu people?" Meng Zhengqin continued to ask, and he was angry that Xiong Jing said what he said just now.

"Chu people?" Xiong Jing said again: "There are ten days in heaven and ten levels of people. Since ancient times, the nobles and inferiors are like this. However, those who are not honest and confident can turn humble into respect. Some people say that the people farm and weaving, and the slaves also farm and weaving, why should the master get a share of the pie?"

"Since that's the case, why should the people cultivate weaving and weaving?" Meng Zhengqin smiled bitterly. He never knew that Xiong Jing was such a person.

"If the people are not afraid of death, they should not cultivate and weave." Xiong Jing is such a person, and he does not hide his views at all.

"King..." Seeing the situation slipping towards the most dangerous edge, Song Yu finally couldn't help but stop it. "How can the king punish the people with his verbal advantage?"

"Because some people need to understand their identity." Xiong Jing still faced tit-for-tat. "The soldiers on the front line fought bloody battles, while the people who were not bleeding from the rear fantasized about the shared possession of spoils. It was really shameless! The soldiers in power will not succeed in one day.

There is also the affairs of the Wang Ting. The gold of the Wang Ting is not worshipped by the people. Every year, the Wang Ting has to give thousands of gold to the lawyers, give thousands of gold to the school houses in various places, buy canned food for the armored scholars and long robes for the armored scholars. Even if the mother is extravagant, what does it have to do with you? Which gold of the Wang Ting comes from the middle of the country? Which money of the Wang Ting is the money of the people is the people’s fat and ointment?

You have no power to tie a chicken, and you can only argue with words. Do you really think that your unfair words can believe it? You can compile better deceitful truths by casually speaking. Can you be a unfair person? You can't be a unfair person..."

At this point, the court was full of Xiong Jing's voice. He was increasingly despised the Confucians who used their verbal words to win the status of masters for themselves. He wished that all the people of Chu could become the masters of the country with their own courage and blood. However, just like the dynasty that valued culture and over military affairs after Qin, many people thought that studying was the shortcut to get rid of their slave status, and did not dare to take up weapons and go to the battlefield to gain a reputation.

If this is what he despised, then what he most disgusted was that these people tried to unite the front of him using the original theories from more than two thousand years ago. This is really a joke. United Front and anti-rule, deception and anti-deception, slower future generations, people with a little social experience, don’t know all these tricks.

Their theory cannot unite the front line, and he can counter unite the front line by just one theory. However, as the king of Chu, he does not need to spend time reinstalling the system, work hard to refresh everyone's three views, and then create a new cognitive world. At the same time, he is also happy that he is a Chu person. He likes Chu people, and thinks of the surnames of later generations, maybe he is really the bloodline of the Xiong family in Mi.

In the front court, Xiong Jing angrily criticized the ministers. The whole court was full of his voice. The ministers looked at him directly, and they could feel the murderous aura from his words. In the window behind the door, Ying Nan, who was peeping at Xiong Jing, spit out his little tongue.

She thought Xiong Jing would admit his mistakes to these court officials like her aunt, and promised that the royal court would never be extravagant in the future. Who would have thought that Xiong Jing would angrily scold the court officials: "What do you have to wait for?" When she heard this, she couldn't help but tremble, and her hand holding Mi Xuan tighter and tighter.

"If you have something to report, you will leave the court without anything to leave." After Xiong Jing finished speaking, the chief officer Jiang recited this resignation from the court. This was from Xiong Jing's sect.

"I... nothing is wrong." The sparse voice was accompanied by unhidden disappointment and forbearance.

"Retreat the court." Xiong Jing stood up and walked towards the ward of the ministers, but finally disappeared.

"You, are you... okay?" Mi Xuan and Ying Nan shrank on the other side of the examination sect to avoid Xiong Jing. After Xiong Jing went down the stairs, Mi Xuan stroked the arm that was so painful that Ying Nan grabbed.

"Sister," Ying Nan had already squatted on the ground, his face mourning. "I love the king, I want to give birth to a son for the king..."

"After the wedding, you will be a wife, and you will give birth to a son for the king." Mi Xuan advised. She knew that Ying Nan fell in love with Xiong Jing, which made her feel uncomfortable. However, as the queen, she had to take control of the harem and let the concubines add more children to the king.
Chapter completed!