163: Chapter 163 If ​​you didn't hit him, why are you helping him up?

Among the many pieces of feedback, Zhao Fusu also saw one that was particularly difficult to handle.

In the Qin Dynasty, if someone saw a robbery, the people around were required to step forward immediately to help, otherwise they would be punished.

The person who wrote this feedback was within a hundred paces when a thief was injuring someone, but because he feared the knife-wielding thief, he did not dare to step forward and was fined 'two jia'.

In the Qin era, one 'jia' was 1,344 coins, so two 'jia' was 2,688 coins.

One coin was approximately equal to twenty yuan.

Two 'jia' was 53,760 yuan!

In modern laws, there is no such regulation; when ordinary people encounter someone committing murder with a knife, they run as far and as fast as they can.

But in the Qin Dynasty, one had to step forward and fight the knife-wielding thief.

This was exactly the 'public warfare' advocated by Shang Yang, and it was also a legal obligation.

From a legal level, it was stipulated that you must act.

With such a regulation, everyone around would be someone acting courageously for a just cause; if there was a robber, they would be beaten to death by the surrounding people before they could even succeed.

This regulation seems to have merit for the current era and benefit for a thousand years, but since it wasn't passed down to modern times, one needs to find the reason why.

The reason is simple: those who dare to commit murder with a knife are all ruthless and aggressive individuals.

These people live on the edge of a blade and are not kind-hearted souls.

Those who would not commit murder with a knife are precisely the kind-hearted ones, and their combat effectiveness is inferior to those ruthless thugs; driving them forward like ducks would only result in them being cut down one by one.

However, if the legislation for acting courageously is abolished, it evolves into another extreme.

Even if an elderly person falls to the ground, no one dares to help them up.

Someone might have originally had a house in the city, a house in the county, and a house in the village, but just because they helped an old person, they ended up only having the house in the village left.

"If you didn't hit them, why did you help them up!"

If you help, you must be prepared to be extorted.

Everyone is an ordinary person; who would dare to help?

Because no one dares to help, many elderly people lie on the ground in the dead of winter unable to get up, eventually freezing to death on the streets.

Zhao Fusu found himself in a dilemma while processing this feedback.

The regulation that one must step forward to stop a knife-wielding murderer within a hundred paces definitely has its problems.

But if it were truly abolished, it would only develop into the modern state of affairs.

If he were to vigorously praise acts of courage and set up rewards, that didn't seem quite right either.

In an era without surveillance cameras, what if someone killed an innocent person to claim credit?

They could say they were acting courageously, but in reality, they killed a good person to pose as a villain and swindle rewards.

This would lead to another extreme.

Zhao Fusu shook his head.

It seems that society developing into a state where people don't dare to help is a natural law, becoming what it is today after thousands of years of evolution.

After comprehensive consideration, Zhao Fusu decided to respect this natural law.

For ordinary people, unless it's someone they know and whose character they trust, they should only help then; otherwise, leave the righteous deeds of helping others to those wearing national uniforms.

Zhao Fusu voiced his opinion to Wang Xia.

After listening, Wang Xia recorded Zhao Fusu's opinions one by one.

After handling the matters, Zhao Fusu held Wang Xia and said softly to her, "Xiaer, I am about to head to Shangjun."

"Husband, Xiaer will go with you."

Wang Xia grabbed Zhao Fusu's hand and said.

"Husband, this is for war!"

Zhao Fusu rolled his eyes.

"Then Xiaer will still follow you."

Wang Xia said with a serious face, "Xiaer believes that my husband will not lose the battle."

"I like hearing those words," Zhao Fusu laughed.

Zhao Fusu laughed.

Although he was bringing a large number of modern weapons to campaign in the territory of the Xiongnu people, he couldn't guarantee that things wouldn't go wrong.

In history, there were too many instances of the few defeating the many and the weak defeating the strong.

However, Zhao Fusu was still full of confidence in his ability to win the war.

Looking across the five thousand years of Huaxia's history—ten thousand years in total—and looking at the many influential figures abroad, which one of those who successfully started an empire wasn't someone blessed with great fortune?

Take Castro, for example; he survived 634 assassination attempts in his life.

The assassination methods Castro faced were diverse, including poison, shootings, explosions, and honey traps.

The CIA had tried to inject poison into Castro's cigars or turn them into miniature bombs, sought to smear toxic substances on his shoes, and even used his ex-girlfriend to carry out an assassination, but none succeeded.

A chosen person simply cannot be killed, no matter how hard one tries.

This brings to mind the 'Son of the Plane,' Liu Xiu.

He only had thirty thousand men, while Wang Mang's side had four hundred and twenty thousand.

Yet, Liu Xiu's thirty thousand men emerged victorious.

Reasonably speaking, Wang Mang's side could have won easily with their eyes closed.

Even if the opponents were all tied up for you to hack at, it would take three days to finish.

But Liu Xiu's side won.

As luck would have it, a meteor shower fell from the sky on the night before the decisive battle, instantly throwing Wang Mang's side into chaos and causing heavy casualties.

The ancients were superstitious about celestial phenomena; not knowing what was happening, seeing such an omen easily shook the army's morale, and the army of hundreds of thousands collapsed instantly.

However, it was far from over. At that moment, a sudden torrential rain fell, the river rose sharply, and tens of thousands of Wang Mang's troops drowned. After the rain, only a few thousand managed to escape by stepping on the corpses in the river. Thus, Liu Xiu created the miracle of defeating 420,000 with less than 30,000.

Zhao Fusu felt that being able to transmigrate to this world, obtain a system, and through the Thought Steel Seal, control the Great Qin Empire's million-strong army...

This kind of fortune was far beyond just having 'smoke rising from the ancestral grave'.

A person with such super fortune like him is very hard to kill.

Indeed, he heard that Zhang Liang had planned two assassinations against him.

The first one was foiled by the Shadow Guards of the Black Ice Platform before Zhang Liang could even take action.

For the second one, Zhang Liang finally found a gap in his defenses and sent over a hundred assassins to assassinate him at the Daiding Temple.

As it turned out, he was carrying the newly developed revolvers.

To avoid reloading, he carried ten revolvers. When the hundred-plus assassins rushed at him, he didn't need to reload; he just pulled out a revolver, cocked the hammer, and fired continuously, killing thirty assassins on the spot.

The remaining assassins were scared out of their wits and turned tail to run.

After his pursuit, only a dozen or so successfully escaped with their lives.

After this battle, the remnants of the Mohist school and the assassin organization led by Han Qiudao were silenced.

Besides believing he could defeat the Xiongnu, Zhao Fusu brought Wang Xia along because he didn't want to be too far away from her.

This was ancient times, after all; transportation was inconvenient, and he was going to the Xiongnu's territory for at least two months.

What does 'husband' mean?

A man is only a 'husband' when he is within one 'zhang' (ten feet).

Otherwise, no matter how well you treat your wife, she might only respond to you with a smile like Yan Dongping's.