52: Chapter 52 Dignity lies only on the edge of the sword, truth only within the range of a crossbow bolt!

"Aha!"

Zhao Fusu's harsh criticism left Sun Daping completely stunned.

His face was a mask of bewilderment.

He had no idea how this could be considered stupid.

To enfeoff the land and allow the Vassal States to form a political shield for the empire...

Everyone was family; if the main house was in trouble, they would surely send troops to help.

How wonderful that would be!

What a friendly and loving political system!

How could this be called stupid?

Sun Daping looked at Zhao Fusu with a resentful gaze.

Clearly, they were all Confucian disciples; they should all revere the rites of zhou just like Confucius did.

Why did Zhao Fusu refuse to acknowledge the enfeoffment system!

Zhao Fusu said, "The enfeoffment system is about 'fencing off' and 'building' states."

"Hierarchically, it can be divided into the Son of Heaven, the Vassal Lords, the High Officials, and the Scholars."

"When this system first begins, because the Son of Heaven's power is relatively strong, he can command the world."

"Furthermore, many of these enfeoffed lords are closely related by blood, so when the enfeoffment starts, they live in harmony with each other."

"Prince Fusu, so you did know!"

Upon realizing that Zhao Fusu understood the advantages of the enfeoffment system, a gratified smile appeared on Sun Daping's face.

Prince Fusu agreed with his thoughts; it seemed he was about to win.

At this thought, Sun Daping puffed out his chest proudly, like a victorious rooster.

Many of the Confucian disciples also breathed a sigh of relief.

This included Shu Botong.

He secretly clenched his fists; their side, the Confucian disciples, had finally managed to reclaim some ground.

Originally, Shu Botong thought he could easily leave Zhao Fusu speechless.

Yet, the person who had been defeated the fastest was actually himself, leaving Shu Botong filled with shame, his face flushed and incredibly embarrassed.

He stared at Zhao Fusu with an angry gaze.

When he saw the calm and indifferent smile on Zhao Fusu's face, his resentment toward him only grew.

He felt that Zhao Fusu didn't respect him as a Great Confucian at all, which gave him a sense of extreme insult.

He only hoped that Zhao Fusu would also be left speechless and defeated by Sun Daping.

"Of course I know."

"I also know that as time passes..."

Zhao Fusu's expression became solemn, and his eyes grew sharp.

For some reason, a bad premonition arose in the hearts of Sun Daping and Shu Botong.

"The blood relations between these Vassal Lords and the High Officials become more and more distant."

"Gradually, as blood ties fade, some Vassal States are managed well and become powerful."

"Other Vassal States are managed poorly and become weak."

"The blood relations between these Vassal States grow even more distant."

"The balance between the strong and the weak is lost."

"In such circumstances, the strong bullying the weak becomes inevitable!"

"Between these Vassal States, they no longer speak through blood relations."

"In the end, they speak through strength!"

"Dignity lies only on the edge of the sword, and truth lies only within the range of the crossbow!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After Zhao Fusu spoke these words, thunder rolled across the sky.

Zhang Liang, Xiang Liang, Fan Zeng, and the people of the Six Lands felt their spirits daze for a moment.

They seemed to dream back to those years, to the rain of arrows from Great Qin that blotted out the sun.

To the cold bronze swords in the hands of the Qin Army soldiers.

Any army that dared to stop Great Qin from unifying the Six Lands had been annihilated under Great Qin's rain of arrows.

Those who tried to stop the First Emperor had also fallen beneath the cold bronze swords of the Qin Army.

The expressions of Zhang Liang, Xiang Liang, and Fan Zeng became incredibly solemn.

From the moment Zhao Fusu launched the military coup and established a Parliament to control the Great Qin court, they saw that Zhao Fusu was not a merciful man.

That Zhao Fusu could say such tough words was enough to see his true character through a small crack.

They deeply felt that they had still underestimated Zhao Fusu too much.

Zhao Fusu's personality was even tougher and more unreasonable than the First Emperor's!

He stated plainly that he respected power, not virtue.

To make him bow, one would have to defeat him.

Now that Zhao Fusu commanded the world's most powerful million-man Qin Army, defeating him was too difficult!

Xiang Liang lamented that this Great Qin seemed to be producing another even more terrifying Ruler of Restoration, far surpassing previous monarchs!

Zhang Liang's gaze toward Zhao Fusu gradually became heavy.

Previously, he had looked down on Zhao Fusu, but now he found he had underestimated him; the other's ability was far greater than he had imagined.

With such a person in the Great Qin Empire, the difficulty of overthrowing it was far too high.

Light flickered in Zhang Liang's eyes as he looked at Zhao Fusu, and killing intent gradually rose in his heart.

"Hahaha, Hahaha!"

After hearing Zhao Fusu say those words, the First Emperor suddenly burst into loud laughter.

He was extremely gratified.

Zhao Fusu's personality was far tougher than even his own.

Only such a tough character could expand the borders like he did and continue to enlarge the Great Qin Empire's territory.

The First Emperor was not satisfied with the current territory of the Great Qin Empire.

Zhao Fusu also didn't expect that his words would cause such a chain reaction.

He only wanted to explain that the enfeoffment system was outdated.

He said, "The vassal kings with the strongest national power used the Son of Heaven's banner to maintain world order; these were the Overlords."

"These were the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period!"

"Overlord!"

The eyes of the youth with double pupils standing beside Xiang Liang lit up.

His dream was to become an Overlord, to make everyone fear and revere him.

Whether it was Xiang Liang or Fan Zeng, when they saw Xiang Yu's deep obsession with becoming an Overlord, their brows furrowed with a bad premonition.

No!

Why are you so happy!

Didn't you listen to any of the disadvantages of the enfeoffment system that Zhao Fusu mentioned!

Also, the First Emperor has already set an example for you; the prestige of being an Emperor is much higher than that of a Vassal King. Instead of following suit, you want to go backward and be a Vassal King!

For some reason, a thought flashed through Xiang Liang's mind.

This nephew of his—if you let him fight, he was very capable, easily chasing down a thousand men by himself. But when it came to governing the world, he probably wouldn't be any better than the First Emperor's foolish son, Hu Hai.

Xiang Liang had heard that the first time Hu Hai attended court, his teacher told him to say, "Speak quickly, my dear ministers may rise."

And he had repeated exactly that: "Speak quickly, my dear ministers may rise."

He was hopelessly stupid!

Xiang Liang shook his head helplessly.

Sometimes, he couldn't understand why children born to high-IQ people couldn't have high IQs themselves!

"Uncle, why are you looking at Yuer with such a gaze?"

Xiang Yu stared with his clear double pupils and asked Xiang Liang.

"Oh..."

Xiang Liang said casually, "Uncle just wanted to say, you are a 'real genius'!"