My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 408 This is definitely a big deal! (Please give me a tip to book all the monthly passes!)

Zhang Cang was waiting outside the tent. Although it was the end of February, at night, it was cold and windy outside!
Zhang Cang was shivering from the cold and wrapped himself in a cotton robe.

Feng Jing came out and said, "Censor Zhang, the prince has taken a rest. Please ask the censor to go back."

Zhang Cang's eyes widened and he looked at the tent guarded by more than fifty tiger guards. The tent was now brightly lit, and a tall figure could be seen on the tent.

Who else could this be if he wasn't Fusu?
Zhang Cang immediately stamped his feet in anger, "Mr. Hengyang! Have you forgotten the career you want to build?"

"Who said we should build a strong and prosperous country?"

"Who said that his people should have spacious houses to live in so that they don't have to squeeze into dog holes in winter; that every soldier should have enough to eat?"

"Who said that his people should have beef to eat just like him?"

"Who said you want your people to be rich and wealthy?"

Feng Jing was stunned on the spot.

These words were like a blow to the head, immediately turning Fusu into a mute, unable to say anything.

This is how Fusu feels now.

"What on earth is going on that you have to wake me up?"

"Who said that my chariots will be as powerful as a million, but they are only for intimidation, not for aggression. The leaders of foreign tribes will tremble in fear when they hear my name."

When Zhang Cang saw Fusu coming out, he pushed Feng Jing away. Feng Jing also knew for the first time that Zhang Cang was so powerful.

I don’t know if anyone has ever experienced that, where a person who has always been close to them suddenly revealed his dark history and even the color of his underwear to others.

But no one told him that Zhang Cang was sick.

"Zhang Yushi, the prince has a rest." Feng Jing was worried that the matter would get serious, so he just pulled him and whispered advice.

He was still as noble and charming as ever.

"Prince, I have finally met you. I have something important to report."

Zhang Cang ignored him, put his hands in his sleeves, and shouted loudly in the dark night.

"Who said that? My territory does not need to be built with walls, but people from all over the world and even from foreign countries are willing to be my people."

That night, with the green mountains beside us, there were thousands of stars in the sky, which was extremely vast.

Fusu had a dark face.

Fusu looked at Zhang Cang with a solemn look in his eyes.

It is said that he only accepts the dead principles in the book and refuses to change them.

In the past, he had heard that Zhang Cang was a stubborn person who would not give in even though his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

He looked at the well-dressed and handsome man in front of him.

Before he could react, Zhang Cang had already walked up to Fusu.

"Prince, people in the army are in panic now. How do you manage to sleep well?"

Soon, the tent door was opened, and a man in white dark clothes came out.

"Prince, you don't want me to mess with the prince outside, right?" Zhang Cang said.

Fusu only felt that his body and mind had been greatly harmed, and he was no longer clean.

Fusu turned around and led him into the tent.

What Fusu didn't know was that after he entered the dark military tents, all the tents had their oil lamps lit.

Meng Tian also heard Zhang Cang's roar just now.

Now he sat up in his clothes and couldn't help but laugh.

Wang Ben also woke up. He had been listening for a long time with his clothes on.

"I didn't expect that the prince would say such a thing?" After entering the tent, Fusu naturally would not give Zhang Cang a good look.

"What on earth is going on that you have to break into the tent at night?"

"Prince, you are distributing wine to the officers and men of the army today, but what I know is that in the current army, there are less than 10,000 people who are assigned to drink."

Fusu frowned, "That's it?"

"Does the prince think this is a trivial matter?"

"Before I let you in, I had already thought that if what you want to report is not urgent enough, I will kill you with my own hands and cut out your tongue."

Fusu had sparks in his eyes.

"So, the prince only gives wine to the general, but does not care about the life and death of the soldiers?"

"That's sheer nonsense! The purpose of giving the wine is to appease the mood of all the soldiers. I have already given the wine. As you said, do I still have to find someone to keep an eye on it personally and let people give each person a bowl of wine?" "

"This is how a prince should be!" Zhang Cang slapped the account book on the case with one hand.

Although he had seen some unexpected big scenes (being smashed by Ying Zheng), Fusu was still frightened by Zhang Cang's actions.

"Zhang Cang, in the middle of the night? Do you want to kill the king?"

"The prince often says that things must happen by themselves. When encountering something, think more about your own reasons. The only one who can kill you is yourself. I have no ill intentions towards the prince. I am just here to advise the prince. Has the prince forgotten? Those vows back then?”

Fusu couldn't deny what he said.

"Those are all young and ignorant! You actually take it seriously?" Fusu turned his back and said angrily.

Zhang Cang was greatly disappointed when he heard this, with endless sadness in his eyes.

"It turns out that the prince is no different from the kings of the six kingdoms, and he is no different from the king."

After saying this, Zhang Cang bowed and said, "I understand. I will leave now. I don't dare to disturb the prince's peaceful dream."

"How outrageous! Zhang Cang, you are so brave!" Feng Jing couldn't stand it and broke into the tent to cheer for Fusu.

Fusu was depressed, so he should have said this.

When Zhang Cang saw that it was Feng Jing, he felt even more aggrieved and wanted to leave.

"Stop!"

Hearing Fusu's scolding, Zhang Cang stopped walking.

Fusu said to Feng Jing, "You go out first. Don't come in without my order."

Feng Jing had no choice but to resign first. He looked at Zhang Cang and sighed in his heart, the prince was too used to this Zhang Cang, that's why he was so presumptuous.

Fusu sat on the upper seat and put back his sword.

"The whole camp has been alarmed. You should speak clearly before leaving."

"Prince, the matter of sharing the wine is definitely a big deal! The prince shouldn't let it go lightly."

"It's just a sip of wine. Right now I am worrying about how to boost the morale of the army, but you are here worrying about a few ounces of wine. What a fuss!"

Zhang Cang's face turned red and his neck became thick.

"The prince claims to be Han Fei's disciple, but he has forgotten even the simplest truth. Han Fei once said in "Yu Lao" that a thousand-foot embankment can be broken by ant holes; a hundred-foot room can be broken by gaps. The smoke burns."

"The failure of a country is always due to internal corruption; and the internal corruption of a country does not start in one day, it spreads from the smallest details."

"The prince showed a desire to turn a blind eye today when it came to matters like sharing wine. Then the prince will definitely behave like this when it comes to rewarding titles in the future."

"It's a pity that the soldiers heard that it was the prince who came to give wine, and they rushed to tell each other, but after a day, they didn't even see a trace of the wine. How chilling the soldiers must be!"

Fusu rolled his eyes at Zhang Cang, "It's not as exaggerated as you said. Not everyone is as rigid as you."

"With one less bowl of wine, will the sun not come out tomorrow? Will they not have to eat tomorrow? Will the war between Qin and Chu not start?"

(End of this chapter)