Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 232 Yifu, Emperor Shihuang made us rebel

A costume designer who can't be a paper maker is not a good bamboo craftsman.

The clothes worn by the designers are similar to the paper mannequins. For example, a model must have a shape first, and then clothes.

Although there are no such plastic models in this era, bamboo strips can still be weaved.

When Zhao Kun learned that he was going to pay homage to the mother of the owner of his body, he thought about making some paper figurines to express his heart and ask for safety.

When the bamboo strip maker was found, Zhao Kun personally instructed him to make paper figurines, and even fooled him smoothly, asking him to do this kind of business in the future, and guaranteed to make a lot of money.

Although the bamboo craftsman didn't know why, he had to do what the young master told him seriously.

"My lord, are you sure that this thing can be burned to the dead?" Wang Li asked Zhao Kun while looking at the paper figurine curiously.

At first, like Ying Zheng, he thought that Zhao Kun was going to kill and sacrifice.

But when he came to the backyard, he saw Wu Cheng beckoning his servants to move bamboo into the yard, while Zhao Kun was cooking paste, a big pot full.

"If you have time to spare, why not help me stir the paste!" Zhao Kun raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and said to Wang Li.

"Hehe, I'm afraid that my own hands will be born!"

Wang Li chuckled, and immediately stepped forward to take the stick from Zhao Kun's hand, and slowly stirred it in the pot.

Looking at the white paste, he couldn't help drooling more and more, so he asked Zhao Kun, "Master, can this paste be eaten?"

Zhao Kun: "..."

"This is the paste I made with a secret recipe. It's sticky but not thick, moist but not transparent. Do you know what's added in it?"

"what?"

"Half step! Anyone who steals this paste will not survive half a step!"

"Ah? So powerful!"

Surprised, Wang Li quickly swallowed his saliva, and then obediently stirred the paste.

Zhao Kun shook his head with some amusement, and then pasted paper on the bamboo strips tied by the stripper.

As a fashion designer, the pasted paper figures are more vivid.

When Zhao Kun carried a few paper figurines and paper houses to the door, Ying Zheng and everyone were dumbfounded.

"Kun'er, you are..." Gongsun Yu looked at the paper figurine and paper house behind Zhao Kun, and then at Zhao Kun, feeling a little puzzled.

"Sanniang, these are all sacrifices for my mother, and they were burned for her!" Zhao Kun explained with a smile.

Ying Zheng frowned: "You said how many people to serve your mother, is that what you mean?"

"Yup!"

Zhao Kun tilted his head, and asked strangely: "Otherwise? What does foster father think?"

"I……"

Ying Zheng opened his mouth, hesitant to speak, and Gongsun Yu next to him covered his mouth and chuckled, and immediately broke the embarrassment: "I think it's getting late, we should set off."

"Oh yes, let's go!"

Hearing Gongsun Yu's words, Ying Zheng waved his hand, and got into the carriage first.

…………

Lishan Mausoleum, west side.

This is the place where the first emperor's women were buried.

Near noon, Ying Zheng and Zhao Kun arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the lush greenery on the mountain, the lonely look in Ying Zheng's eyes slowly appeared, and the eye sockets were also slightly red.

There is a saying that death is like a lamp being extinguished. I met you in Handan and became friends in Xianyang. It is a pity that you walked in front of me.

Now that I bring my son to see you, I'm afraid I will break my promise to you.

Zhao Kun is the hope of Daqin in the future, and I don't want him to be mediocre for a lifetime.

Ali, I'm sorry for you.

Looking at Ying Zheng's sad and lonely look, Zhao Kun felt a little emotional, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: "Although I have taken over your son's body, from today onwards, I am your real son."

"Kun'er, let's go, let's go there."

After calming down, Ying Zheng let out a breath of white air and raised his hand to Zhao Kun.

"it is good."

Zhao Kun nodded heavily, and stretched out his arms to hold Ying Zheng: "Father, let him pass the past, don't think too much."

"Ah."

Ying Zheng sniffed, looked sideways slowly, looked at Zhao Kun's gaze, full of concern, and said movedly: "My son, foster father knows you are filial, but in front of your mother, can you call me daddy? "

Ok?
Do all married men care about face-saving?

Zhao Kun thought to himself, but he called softly, "Father."

"Ali, did you see that? Our son is called Daddy!"

"........."

Zhao Kun was a little speechless, but he still supported Ying Zheng and walked to a tombstone in a cemetery.

"Kun'er, kowtow to your mother."

Ying Zheng stepped forward and brushed the fallen leaves on the tombstone, then turned to look at Zhao Kun.

Zhao Kun knelt down obediently, and kowtowed three times towards the tombstone.

"Knock a few more, and make up for all these years."

Just as Zhao Kun finished kowtowing and was getting ready, Ying Zheng added another sentence.

Zhao Kun: "..."

"Mother, don't worry, I will honor my father well!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Kun kowtowed his head more than 30 times, only feeling dizzy.

At this moment, Ying Zheng came over, stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Kun on the shoulder, and sighed: "You are also engaged. When you come back next time, remember to treat your mother to a glass of wedding wine."

"Okay, listen to foster father."

Zhao Kun nodded heavily, then waved his hand behind him.

The servants walked forward slowly and piled up the paper figurines neatly.

Zhao Kun glanced at Yingzheng, and said again: "Father, let's send some people to serve mother!"

After speaking, he stood up and took the torch from Wu Cheng.

Ying Zheng looked at the paper figurine, then at the torch in Zhao Kun's hand, and asked curiously, "Will your mother receive it as long as it is burned?"

"That's right, that's what my master said."

Zhao Kun nodded.

At this time, in order to avoid Ying Zheng asking more questions, he could only bring out the master who did not exist.

"In that case, let's burn it."

Ying Zheng thought for a while, then raised his hand to signal Zhao Kun to light the fire.

As the flames soared into the sky, those exquisite paper figurines gradually burned to the ground.

Hearing the crackling sound, Zhao Kun's eyes were cold. When he comes back next time, he will not only invite his mother to a wedding wine, but also ask the murderer who killed his mother to offer a sacrifice.

"Wait, mother, I'll be back soon!"

"What did you say?"

Looking at the flames, Ying Zheng was thoughtful, and suddenly heard Zhao Kun muttering to himself, and couldn't help turning his head to ask questions.

"what?"

Zhao Kun froze for a moment, then shook his head: "It's nothing, I just feel that I've been sorry to my mother all these years. It's been so long since I came to see her. I'll have to come here more often in the future."

"It's okay, let's go, go back to eat."

Zhao Kun's character is to repay revenge when there is revenge, and repay kindness when there is kindness.

Anyway, he doesn't remember his past anymore, he only remembers two things, one is the grand plan of his adoptive father, and the other is to investigate the truth of his mother's death.

Now that he has grown wings, he is not afraid of going against his enemies.

Seeing that Zhao Kun seemed to have something on his mind, Ying Zheng frowned, and then smiled brightly: "Okay! Let's go back to eat!"

He is an emperor, with a domineering and awe-inspiring side, but also a tough and tender side.

In front of outsiders, he never showed his tenderness, only in front of his family.

Obviously, he regards Zhao Kun as his son, not a prince.He has many princes, but only two sons.

How can you treat your son like the first emperor?

The descriptions of the First Emperor in history all refer to Wei Liao, but who is Wei Liao?

Heizi!
Can you believe everything Heizi said?

.........

Back at Pinyang Mansion, Zhao Kun ordered someone to cook a table full of dishes.

Ying Zheng and Gongsun Yu ate very satisfied.

They often come to Zhao Kun's mansion recently, one is Yingzheng Yao teaching Zhao Kun to review the memorial, and the other is the dishes in Zhao Kun's mansion, which are full of variety and very delicious.

It can not only be a real treat, but also deepen the relationship between father and son, why not do it?
After drinking and eating, Gongsun Yu still went to the hall to wait for Ying Shi.

Now that they have learned how to play mahjong, they make an appointment to play a few rounds together.

Gongsunyu's addiction to playing mahjong is greater than Yingzheng's addiction to fighting the landlord. Sometimes she will come to Zhao Kun's mansion alone to meet with mahjong friends.

At this time, Zhao Kun and Ying Zheng came to the study.

Because he was about to set off on an east tour, Ying Zheng wanted to know Zhao Kun's next plan.

The so-called know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never end in a hundred battles. Now is the time to show the real skills of undercover agents.

"Kun'er, now that we have obtained Pinyang, what should we do next?"

As soon as he walked into the study, Ying Zheng was the first to ask.

Zhao Kun was stunned for a moment, quickly closed the door of the study, and said to Yingzheng, "Father, how can you be so hasty if the big thing has not been accomplished?"

"Ha ha."

Ying Zheng smiled noncommittally, and then continued: "Then how does my son plan, I have to let the adoptive father know the truth!"

"Father, you..."

"Young master, are you in there? We have something to ask for you!"

Just as Zhao Kun was about to speak, Chen Ping's voice suddenly came to mind outside the door.

Ying Zheng's face immediately sank.

Zhao Kun explained with a smile: "It doesn't matter, they are all our own people, our own people."

After finishing speaking, he greeted outside the door: "I'm here, you all come in!"

Soon, Chen Ping and Han Xin opened the door and walked in.

I saw Ying Zheng sitting on a chair, silent.

"Sir, this..."

Chen Ping looked at Ying Zheng, then at Zhao Kun, hesitant to speak.

Zhao Kun waved his hands and smiled: "It's okay, we are all our own people, so just speak up if you have anything to say."

"Okay... okay."

Chen Ping and Han Xin glanced at each other, then bowed their hands to Ying Zheng, and said, "We came to find you, Young Master, when we went to the mountains and the countryside to promote, we encountered some trouble."

"Oh? What's the trouble?"

Zhao Kun looked at Chen Ping with doubts.

Ying Zheng listened intently, pretending not to care.

But I heard Chen Ping say again: "Just according to the son's order, we organized 100 people to go to the mountains and the countryside to plant grass and publicize the policy of benefiting the people. In the end, the village elders tripped us up and burned all our leaflets. gone."

"Burn our leaflets? How dare you!"

Zhao Kun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Who is the fief of the village where the leaflets were burned?"

"According to reports from my subordinates, it's the Liu family, the Li family!"

"This Pinyang Li family is relying on Li Si, is it going to end with me?"

Zhao Kun asked: "Except for the Li family and the Liu family, is there anyone in the fiefs of other families who are against us?"

"Yes, but not many." Chen Ping nodded.

Zhao Kun snorted coldly, and said, "Okay, since they want to fight against me, let's kill the chicken and respect the monkey for them!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Han: "Take someone to Li's house, and tell me that my son will have a banquet in the Lion Tower tomorrow, and ask him to come to the banquet."

"promise."

Han Xin made a promise, and said solemnly: "There is one more thing, the young master's arrangement in the new city has been completed."

"Really? That's great!"

Hearing Han Xin's words, Zhao Kun laughed excitedly, and then said complacently: "As long as the new equipment is manufactured, even if he has thousands of troops, he will never destroy our Pinyang New City!"

Ying Zheng: "..." These rebels are getting bolder and bolder!

How dare you be so presumptuous in front of me!
Yingzheng was angry and angry, and Han Xin said without realizing it, "Don't worry, my lord, the military factory is already stepping up research and development, and I believe that experimental products will be produced soon."

Ying Zheng: "..." What!How dare you see the military factory in private?
What a big dog!
Ying Zheng's face turned cold, and he suppressed the anger in his heart, but Zhao Kun nodded in satisfaction: "That's very good."

"Go, go and come back quickly, no matter whether they agree or not, don't argue with them."

"My subordinate understands."

Han Xin arched his hands, turned and left the study.

Ying Zheng pondered for a while, and asked with some puzzlement: "Why does my son put his hope on a group of common people?"

He knew about Zhao Kun's going to the countryside.

It is to take advantage of the food shortage of the people, provide high-yielding grain seeds, and high-income jobs to win people's hearts.

But it seems unwise to fight against the local gentry for the sake of the people.

But Zhao Kun asked meaningfully: "Father, if I say that Emperor Shi Huang asked me to rebel, would you believe me?"

I believe you asshole!

You brat, stop talking nonsense here!
When did I let you rebel? !

Ying Zheng blew his beard and stared angrily when he heard Zhao Kun's words.

Chen Ping was also surprised.

What are you kidding? !
How could it be possible for the first emperor to let himself turn against himself?
At this moment, they all felt that Zhao Kun was dazed.

But Zhao Kun raised his hand and smiled again: "Hehe, don't be nervous, just listen to me!"

"Humph!"

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, and said with a grim expression: "My son, you better speak clearly, otherwise, today I will let you know how great you are as a father!"

"Okay, okay...I will definitely give my foster father a satisfactory answer!"

"Best!"

Ying Zheng said something with a sullen face, and then quietly waited for Zhao Kun's explanation.

Chen Ping also looked at Zhao Kun eagerly.

Zhao Kun poured each of them a cup of tea and said, "I know you can't accept it, but that's how it is."

Then, he turned to look at Ying Zheng: "Father, do you still remember the power sharing we discussed?"

"In fact, power sharing is also staged."

"Ok?"

Ying Zheng froze for a moment, frowned and said, "What does my son mean by that?"

"It means that there are three times of power sharing."

Zhao Kun put the teapot down, glanced at Chen Ping, and said in a low voice: "Before the first emperor returned to Qin, there was a power sharing, and that was Shang Yang's abolition of slavery;

As long as you go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and get the military merit, you can change from a slave to a leader. "

"This is the first power sharing."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng frowned, and Chen Ping suddenly realized.

Zhao Kun continued: "Before the first emperor unified the six countries, there was another power sharing, that is, let the children of the Qin nobles go to the localities to resolve internal conflicts, achieve unity and sweep the six countries."

As soon as the words fell, Ying Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he asked deeply, "What about the third time?"

"This is the third time. Naturally, after the first emperor unified the six kingdoms, he consolidated China."

"You mean, let the survivors of the Six Kingdoms go to the counties and counties?"

"Not bad!"

Zhao Kun looked at Yingzheng appreciatively, nodded and said, "It is precisely because of these three power sharing that Qin has grown, unified, and stabilized."

"However." As he spoke, he changed the subject, and continued: "This kind of stability is only temporary, because the First Emperor underestimated the remnants of the Six Kingdoms' desire to restore the country."

"What do you mean by that?"

Ying Zheng frowned, a little puzzled.

Zhao Kun didn't answer in a hurry, but asked him a question: "Father-in-law feels that the calamity of Longxi County this time, only relying on the cavalry of the Dayue Clan, can break through several cities in Qin State and the dangerous pass of Di in just a few days. Do you know?"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng and Chen Ping's pupils shrank, and their scalps felt numb.

Yes, they already understood what Zhao Kun meant.

Day and night defense, home thieves are hard to prevent!

　Ask for a full order, ask for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)