My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 382: An incredible amount of luck fell on me (3 updates!)

The people of Qin are now in a long-term war and urgently need to take a breather. The supply of food and grass is not as sufficient as outsiders think.

The people of Qin just treated the people very well and were able to mobilize people all over the country to produce the materials they needed.

But if we lose battles one after another, the problems accumulated in the past may explode.

Various factors forced the King of Qin to make a quick decision and attack the Chu State as soon as possible. Otherwise, it would be very disadvantageous for Qin to fall into a long-term stalemate with Chu. However, a country like Chu, which still has a lot of room for improvement, can cultivate a group of real national pillars through war.

In the Julu Posthouse, the ministers learned about the imperial edict and naturally guessed King Qin's intentions.

The prince was about to be recalled to fight, so the ministers took over the task of taking over Liaocheng and told Fusu not to worry, just go back to Xianyang. I believe that the king must be very anxiously waiting for Fusu to return in Xianyang.

But Fusu was hesitating.

He was still a little unbelievable. It was really unbelievable for Fusu that this heaven-breaking opportunity had happened to Fusu.

Not long ago, Fusu was still feeling trapped because he didn't have enough power and was always constrained in doing things.

Fusu had already been distracted.

Fusu doubted the authenticity of the edict for a while and frowned while looking at the edict sitting in front of the case. Then he was ecstatic about the edict and walked back and forth in the outer room excitedly. He could finally let go and go about his business with peace of mind.

Fusu looked up and saw such a beautiful scenery, naturally he also felt lustful.

Xiong Rou's eyebrows were slightly lowered, her cheeks were flushed, and she was holding a wine cup in her hand. Fusu already understood what Xiong Rou meant without saying anything.

At night, Fusu was still immersed in the joy of Ying Zheng giving him such a great opportunity. Giving him such a great opportunity also contained Ying Zheng's trust in Fu Su beyond anyone else.

She is like a delicate rose blooming on the desert Gobi desert. It will definitely drive people crazy and want to possess her. In such an environment of ice and snow, freezing to the bones, her existence is like a hot spring, which will definitely make people crazy. It can warm a man's heart.

If he went back to preside over the entire campaign to attack Chu, he would officially have the power to have hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses.

As long as you hold the sword of power, you must hold it to the end; otherwise, you will be hurt by power. This is the difference between doing politics and doing business.

Seeing the prince like this, Xin naturally smiled knowingly.

It's great now, all restrictions have been lifted.

However, the prince could never go back.

If you calm down and think about it carefully, this is not Ying Zheng's trust in him.

Originally, Fusu's eyes became straight, but suddenly his expression became solemn and his body sat upright.

Xiong Rou happily came to Fusu barefoot, wearing a pink petticoat skirt and half-exposure.

Xiong Rou heard about this happy event and immediately took a nice bath, planning to treat Fusu well tonight. This is a great opportunity given by God.

However, when he thought that he was the future emperor, Fusu suddenly became wary of everything in front of him.

It was naturally the first time for Feng Jing to see the prince like this, and he looked like he was crazy.

If you lose in business, you can still survive. But fighting for power is different. If you lose, you will die.

He knew that the prince's opportunity had come.

Xiong Rou only felt that Fusu wanted to be more serious in front of outsiders.

So Xiong Rou retreated, but Fusu had already guessed why Xiong Rou was so enthusiastic tonight.

But Xiong Rou made a fatal mistake. She openly told Fusu what was in her heart. "I am here to congratulate the prince."

"Congratulations for what?" Fusu looked up and looked ahead. The doors on all sides of the room had been closed, and the cold wind was still howling outside.

Before Xiong Rou could say anything, Fusu said first, "Listen, the wind is really strong tonight."

Xiong Rou didn't pay attention to these words at all, but still leaned against Fusu.

"I heard that the king summoned the prince to return to the palace. It must be to call the prince back to preside over the war against Chu."

Just as Fusu expected, Xiong Rou slowly revealed her thoughts.

"This is a unique opportunity for the prince. With the prince's ability, as long as he can win this battle, the world will be..."

Before Xiong Rou said the last few words, Fusu suddenly looked at her sternly, "What is that? I can't understand a word."

Xiong Rou looked at Fusu in surprise, "Is it the prince?"

"Is it what? Liang Di has talked a lot of nonsense tonight. The wind is strong tonight and the weather is cold. Liang Di should go back early."

When Xiong Rou heard this, he became very angry.

"What does the prince mean by this? Does it mean that I am not the prince's sweetheart?"

"Liangdi, it's time for you to be sensible. Do you want me to teach Liangdi myself what to say, what not to say, and what to swallow?"

Xiong Rou didn't expect Fusu to be so incomprehensible, so she immediately threw a glass of wine and got angry and ran out crying.

Soldiers were on guard outside. The fact that the king summoned the prince to return to court spread the news among the soldiers.

Everyone hoped that the prince could immediately wash away the shame when he returned to lead the army.

When hundreds of pairs of eyes just watched Xiong Rou running out crying, although they didn't know what happened inside the room, they felt an inexplicable sense of security when they saw the prince's beloved Liangdi gone.

Indoors, Fusu looked at the drink poured on the carpet alone, feeling even more depressed. He knew that thousands or hundreds of people outside were staring at him, watching his every move as the future master of the Qin Kingdom.

As a prince, you must pay attention to your external image. Only by maintaining your own image can you make your position more stable and hold power more firmly.

This is a time when a country encounters a sudden crisis and everyone is concentrating on fending off the enemy. The dignified prince is celebrating his victory with his beautiful concubine at this time. Isn't it Sima Zhao's intention and everyone knows it?

Fusu was annoyed and drank alone with the only wine left on the table.

Xin then walked in slowly. He tidied up the messy cups and plates for Fusu without saying a word, and then bowed to Fusu, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for the prince to sleep tonight."

"The one who knows me is Young Nei Shi. Since you're here, take a seat. At this time, the only person who can talk to me is you."

Xin looked at Fusu and didn't know what to say for a moment. As a person who watched the prince grow from a boy to a young man, he understood the prince's heart best.

"Has the prince thought about what to do in the future?" Xin asked in a low voice.

"I don't know yet. My mind is very confused right now. I probably know what not to do, but I don't know what to do next. Once you get on this slope, there is no way back."

"Originally, I came in just to remind the prince of this matter, but unexpectedly, the prince had already realized it."

"Understand what?"

"Once you step on the path of power, you will either win or die. The prince must think carefully. After returning, once he takes it, there will be only that path to greet the prince. Power is poison, as long as it is touched, it will be gone. The day I had my poisonous hair."

(End of this chapter)