My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 294 The pride of the people of Qin (please book all the monthly tickets for rewards!)

"This strategy kills three birds with one stone!" Wang Wan's eyes flashed, he stroked his beard and slowed down his pace.

"In this way, firstly, the position of the prince can be stabilized; secondly, the prince will receive the reward he deserves; thirdly, the prince will give up leading troops and horses to attack the Chu Kingdom, and he will also take the initiative to fulfill the father-son relationship between the king and the prince."

"How wonderful! How wonderful!"

Wang Wan couldn't stop talking.

Wei Zhuang said, "That's not all? There are many more benefits. Don't even think about it. This war in Chu State will definitely lead to the promotion of a number of generals. Since ancient times, it has been easy to change a bowl of rice. But it is difficult to become a marquis."

"There are many generals in the court who are looking forward to it. If the prince does not retreat, he will naturally incur the dissatisfaction of the generals in vain. As long as the battle is won, anyone can join. The only difference is whether these people can stabilize the Qin State."

Wang Wan realized it later, with an incredible light shining in his eyes, "I have never settled this account."

"It's better to have some snacks. You don't count this. There are people who can help you with this. Many high officials in the court have their sights set on your position."

"What about you? Aren't they interested in you?"

"Brother!" Wei Zhuang patted Wang Wan on the shoulder, "Isn't it my idea to have your ideas? It's rare that we have basically maintained the same opinions on major issues for more than two years. But you and I have the same political views. That’s not a good thing.”

The figure is tall and strong, with a sword slung around his waist.

When he was with Wang Wan, Wei Xiang was high-spirited, not at all as rigid, dull, and dull as he was in front of others.

Wang Wan stroked his beard, "It's too early to say this. My position is not something that those people can sit in if they want. If the king doesn't agree, it will be in vain for anyone to worry about it."

Wei Zhuang just looked at the ground and said thoughtfully, "I hope so. Let's settle this matter. Although you and I are sitting in this position, we are not trembling and walking on thin ice. But along the way, we are all worried. It is through going through hardships and obstacles that we are where we are today.”

"If you can't help the king handle this matter, it will cause endless harm in the future. At that time, you will be sorry for the king, and you will be sorry for the people of Qin. Be careful of the merits of you and me. In the end, we will fall short."

Every man has a dream to do something that will be famous throughout the ages.

More than half of the people who go to Xianyang City go to Xianyang City for wealth and fame, and only a small number of people go to Xianyang City to make their names famous.

Although they know that their life is just a small wave in the long river of history, they hope to make their wave reach a higher point. It is difficult to build a career while also being worthy of one's own conscience.

Wang Wan huddled his hands in his sleeves. He looked at the mountains, rivers and trees between heaven and earth, and said with great emotion, "Big things are determined by God, small things are decided by people."

"Hey! What are you talking about? Tell me whether you agree or disagree?"

"I don't agree with what can be done. You all think this is the best thing for Qin, so let's do it."

"Okay. With your words, I feel relieved." Wei Zhuang smiled happily.
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In September, autumn is crisp and clear.

On the vast land, soldiers of the Qin State held a long black dragon close to the ground and advanced slowly along the galloping road towards Xianyang City.

In the long black queue, a young man on the chariot is holding his sword and looking into the distance; he is wearing a white cloak, and the breeze is blowing his clothes, and the skirt and sleeves are fluttering in the wind.

As soon as he entered the territory of Guanzhong, Fusu raised his head and saw the clear blue sky, with only a few white clouds floating in the sky, and the majestic mountains in the distance, one after another;

Fusu was wearing dark black clothes and had a strong and straight figure. Many of the officers and soldiers turned their eyes over and carefully looked at the future King of Qin.

"Prince, it's windy in the carriage, so you'd better sit in the carriage."

Guan Fu reminded me kindly.

Even if there was much pride in Fusu's chest, it was all gone at this moment. Fusu looked at Guan Fu, "I'm not a delicate woman, so it doesn't matter if I sit in a carriage. Besides, this carriage is not fast enough, and the wind is not strong enough." It's not big enough. You drive faster so that I can go back to see Jun father as soon as possible."

When Guan Fu heard this, he was very excited immediately and said, "Yes."

Thinking that he had not seen his wife and son for a long time, Guan Fu reined in his horse and moved forward quickly. The action was as fierce as a tiger's, and the soldiers behind him ate a mouthful of dirt.

Xin was sitting in the carriage behind him, and Guan Fu just heard his order, and then the whole team started to boo.

Only Jin Shu's train followed slowly at the back of the group.

The carriage carrying him suddenly rushed forward like crazy, almost throwing him off the carriage.

"Guanfu, it must be you."

Then the army began to sing. At first a few people sang, then dozens, then hundreds, and then thousands of people sang along.

"Why don't you say no clothes? The same robe with your son.

Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Have hatred with the son!

Do you say no clothes?Same with Zi.

Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear and halberd.Work with your son!

How can I say that I have no clothes? Wear the same clothes as your son.

The king raised his troops and repaired my armor. Go with me! "

The dark faces of the soldiers were all filled with joy. The soldiers on horseback were so happy that they even waved their whips.

The singing spread from the fields to the dam in the distance, from the hills here to the hillsides on the other side, attracting the people of Xianyang to stop and watch.

Nine out of ten men in the Qin State have been on the battlefield, and the remaining one has served in labor force.

All the men, women and children at home came out to take a look and saw that the army numbered less than 5,000 people. However, the banner had the word Da Qin written on it, but did not indicate which general it belonged to.

The team was not neat and tidy, it was like herding sheep.

The people of Qin knew that their prince was back.

"The prince is back!"

"The prince is back!"

The villagers of Qin State raised their arms and shouted. They were all full of joy and ran around to shout.

When Fusu arrived in Qin, almost all the people in Xianyang poured out of the city to pay homage to the descendants of this proud man.

In the minds of the Qin people, Yingzheng is like a big mountain, standing in Xianyang City, supporting the heaven and earth.

Ying Zheng's experience is a legend in itself. No one in Qin was dissatisfied with him.

And when the world-famous battle of Fusu took place, the entire Qin State began to unknowingly place their attention and some indescribable hopes on this future sun.

Because the prince's car travel usually has to clear the road to allow pedestrians to retreat.

But in order to watch Fusu, many people went out before dawn and stood on both sides of the road where the soldiers greeted them, standing on hills and embankments.

These young men wearing green, brown, and gray Gebu clothes are the pillars of Qin.

They all came out of their home fields to welcome Prince Fusu, the pride of the people of Qin.

(End of this chapter)