My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 617: Unbelievable! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Two months later-

It's late at night and the moon is high.

Fusu wandered barefoot in the palace.

Outside, frogs croaked and cicadas chirped. Summer is the most melodious season of the year, but it is also the most noisy and chaotic.

On the bed, the beautiful young woman put on white undergarments, her graceful figure faintly visible under the gauze.

Feng Wanwan also came to Fusu with a pair of smooth bare feet.

Feng Wanwan nodded slightly when she saw Fusu. "My husband has rectified the hundreds of schools of thought and made scholars all over the world bow down to him, which has solved the worries of my father. Now that he has returned to the palace, he should be very happy. But why can't he sleep?"

"I'm wondering what I can do in the future." Fusu looked down at the ground.

Feng Wanwan rested her head on Fusu's back and said, "Isn't it wonderful to spend a peaceful and leisurely life in the palace?"

"As the crown prince, my position is already the highest. I am also rich. I am still in my prime, so illness and aging are far from me. Although I am in the palace, my position is secure and I have few rivals."

"Businessmen have to worry about competition, politicians have to worry about their lives. But I have nothing to worry about. There is nothing to fight for."

"Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, peace, wealth, high position, and a beautiful wife are the greatest pursuits in life."

"But do I have to live this kind of life forever?"

Perhaps Fusu himself was the only one in the world who could understand the pain he was feeling.

Feng Wanwan couldn't help but frown, "Does the prince think that what he has now is not worth cherishing?"

"No. You are wrong. I am not taking these things lightly. It is just that I feel that, besides wealth and beauty, there are other things waiting for me. When it is late at night and everyone is asleep, those things naturally call me."

"What kind of thing? Is it about yourself or the world?"

"The world and I are inseparable. The world's affairs are my affairs!"

When Fusu said this, he understood what was in his heart.

Feng Wanwan had a vague sense of this, but what chances did the prince have of winning if he went against such a person?

"Everything depends on human efforts. But it doesn't have to be done by the crown prince. If the crown prince doesn't do it, he can just sit at home and take a rest, and then take the throne in the future, isn't that also possible?" Mainly, Feng Wanwan felt that Fusu's biggest problem now was... impatience.

This is a big taboo.

"I'm afraid there are some things in this world that cannot be accomplished unless I do it myself."

It was as if she was suddenly hit in the chest by a deer. Feng Wanwan was immersed in this wonderful and suffocating pleasure, unable to extricate herself.

Feng Wanwan raised her head and looked up at this handsome man.

But soon, she slipped away from Fusu, which made Fusu very disappointed.

Fusu wandered alone under the moon, looking at the dense shadows of the trees in the palace in the dark night, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Those who know me say that I am worried. Those who do not know me ask what I am looking for. Oh, great heaven, who is this person?"

At this moment, Feng Wanwan suddenly ran back. She was wearing a very formal dress and holding a sword in both hands.

"Congratulations, Prince."

"What's there to congratulate?"

"I have heard that Confucius understood the will of heaven at the age of fifty. The prince was only twenty, and he pondered under the moonlight, and one day he woke up and understood the will of heaven in this life. So I congratulate the prince."

Fusu thought about it and realized that this was the truth.

"good."

"Your Highness, there is no need to worry. Whatever you want to do, Wanwan, as your wife, will definitely help you."

Fusu just thought Feng Wanwan was comforting him. After all, looking at her dazed eyes when she saw him, Fusu concluded that Feng Wanwan was probably in love; looking at her figure, she was a beauty among women. Such a woman could not accomplish great things, but she was still good as a good wife.

Fusu just took it as words of comfort and didn't take it to heart.

"Just help me take care of the house."

Feng Wanwan nodded happily and then leaned on Fusu's shoulder.

Compared to being the future queen, in Feng Wanwan's mind, marrying someone with great ambitions and willing to respect the weak and starting a career together is more thrilling, isn't it?

Rather than living a stable life in the palace that is enough to make people rot and breed maggots, Feng Wanwan would rather accompany her husband and leave a bad name in the history books.
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After Fusu had thought about this matter, he was no longer sad. But the question was, where should he start?
In the strict bureaucratic system of the Qin State, such things could not be leaked at all. Even to Feng Wanwan, Fusu only said a few words in a very obscure way to deceive her.

The next morning, Fusu rode in a canopy carriage to the Imperial College. He was absent-minded all the way.

Li Shimin rebelled because his elder brother and younger brother had planned to kill him.

Then why should I rebel?
The target of my rebellion was Qin Shi Huang, but I was still the crown prince of the dynasty.

It seems that what he is going to do is a rebellion against his father, both internally and in the eyes of his family. But for history, it will be a palace coup, a coup d'état.

"Prince, Prince, Young Master Jianglu is bowing to you."

Fusu came to his senses and saw Jianglu, dressed in dark black clothes, standing in front of him.

"Second brother."

Jianglu's face looked a little ugly at first. In public, Fusu actually ignored his bow.

Fusu and Jianglu exchanged a few words to ease the atmosphere, and Xiahou Ying drove away quickly.

After Fusu returned to the palace, he immediately adjusted some personnel matters.

The former Qin people should be appointed as palace guards and share the duties of the palace attendants.

Xiahou Ying was directly promoted to drive for Fusu. The point is to separate Liu Ji, Xiahou Ying, Cao Shen, Xiao He and others as much as possible. It is not a bad thing that they are naturally a faction. After all, there is strength in numbers and they can compete with other groups.

But the bad thing is that they are closer to Liu Ji than to me. How can this be possible?

But Fusu’s mind is not on personnel matters at all now, he has to find a key breakthrough.

Fusu held his forehead with his hand. He couldn't deliberately stir up trouble with Ying Zheng every day, forcing Ying Zheng to depose him, and then lead the civil and military officials to force him to abdicate.

As I was thinking, the road has come to an end.

"Prince——"

"Prince, we have arrived at Momen."

Fusu looked at Momen and his eyes suddenly lit up. This was the only thing Fusu was willing to work on.

Everyone felt that since Fusu returned to the palace, it was as if his soul had been lost outside.

When Fusu entered the Mo Gate, an attendant came to greet him immediately. Only then did Fusu regain his spirits.

However, the followers who were driving Fusu's carriage were all very surprised.

"What do you think happened to the prince? He was so full of energy outside, but he became listless as soon as he returned to the palace." The soldiers pulled the horses to the stable and couldn't help but talk.

"Outside, there is a vast world and great opportunities; back in Xianyang, facing His Majesty the First Emperor all day long. The prince is bound by his hands and feet and is unhappy."

Xiahou Ying checked the axles, spokes, wheels, bearings, and even the underside of the carriage seat according to the regulations. Then he came to the horse and stroked its shiny fur.

"Hey! You guys, is this something you can discuss? Do you know what you are talking about?"

The soldiers shut up.

In the distance, there was a bang bang bang sound. Xiahou Ying looked at the towering government building under construction in the distance and couldn't help but worry.

I don’t know what’s wrong with the First Emperor. Now he keeps chasing the Crown Prince every day and forces him to pay a visit to the Emperor every night.

No one can stand it.

Li Che, the Mohist minister, turned his attention to building a pavilion. In two months, relying on the powerful human, material and financial resources of the Qin State, he built a three-story pavilion in the very limited and narrow space of the Imperial Academy.

In China, people do not build tall attics.

Because the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, which is in line with the theory of Yixue, believes that the air is freshest three inches above the ground.

Therefore, Chinese people have been sleeping on couches since ancient times, in order to be grounded.

Therefore, when building houses, almost all of them are one-story. Chinese people have been building bungalows since ancient times. Even though we all know that the higher the house is, the farther it can be seen, but they are all built according to the terrain, and they will never build too high a floor.

Mainly... China has a lot of land.

The so-called buildings are mostly two-story buildings. Looking at the city of Xianyang, the tallest building is no more than two stories high.

This highlights the special feature of the three-story building that Xiang Liche built for Fusu in just two months. It was a loft specially approved by the palace's General Shaofu for experimental research.

From this attic, you can overlook every activity area in the Imperial Academy. You can even stand on the third floor and look at the Xianyang Palace.

"The technology of Mohism is truly superb." Fusu was watching the architectural wonders of Mohism from downstairs.

Xiang Li Che laughed and was overjoyed.

Since returning to Xianyang, Xiang Liche's nose has become bigger and redder in the hot summer. Xiang Liche's nose is slightly bigger than that of an average person. It looks normal in winter, but for some reason, it turns red in summer.

"These are all technologies invented by our ancestors. I borrowed the model structure of the hanging tower from the south of Bashu."

"Okay." Fusu looked at the attic and saw that the stairs had been built, so he wanted to go up.

"No, Prince. There are still many things in this pavilion that have not been repaired."

Fusu had to take his foot back after taking it forward. His eyes were full of disappointment.

It's not easy to go back home and be under the strict supervision of my old father.

Xiang Liche saw Fusu's behavior, which was within his expectations, so he quietly said to Fusu, "I have prepared some treasures for the Crown Prince, please take a look."

"Treasure?" Fusu's eyes lit up when he heard about treasure.

Xiangli Che knew the Qin Ying clan of the Qin State very well.

The Mohist sect came all the way from afar to help the Qin royal family, but the Qin royal family devoured the Qin Mohist sect without leaving any trace. They even wiped out their reputation and gave all the benefits to Shang Yang.

Now the First Emperor bullied the Crown Prince Fusu, which was something that everyone in Xianyang City had witnessed. But no one was surprised. After all, Ying Zheng had already done the things of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, and later drove away the old Prime Minister Wang Wan and Wei Zhuang.

Now Ying Zheng, who promoted Feng Shi and Li Si father and son, actually made many gentlemen dislike him.

As early as after Ying Zheng employed Wang Jian, he was always worried that he was suspected of treason and drove him away; now Wang Wan and Wei Zhuang were also driven away, and before that he even thought of driving Liao out of the palace.

Ying Zheng's ruthlessness and suspicion made those humble gentlemen become autistic.

Now, Ying Zheng began to doubt Fusu again.

Obviously, only the two of them knew about the conversation between Ying Zheng and Fusu that night, but the expressions of the two still made everyone in Xianyang city silent.

This is politics.

Every gesture of a big shot can make people imagine.

In fact, Fusu and Ying Zheng had not yet reached that stage. But Fusu now did not realize that his relationship with Ying Zheng had reached a dangerous point where it could not be more dangerous.

Because outside the Xianyang Palace, there are tens of thousands of nosy rats who will use their tongues to make the situation worse!
Fusu was watching with great joy as Li Che took out treasures for him.

Xiangli Che brought Fusu to a box, which seemed to contain a huge object covered with a large piece of red cloth.

"What on earth is it? It's so mysterious."

Xiang Liche slowly took out a wooden bird. All the people present were attracted to it. The person who was reinforcing the wooden boards on the high building also looked down and almost fell down.

This bird looks extremely ugly, with a square head and slanted wings. Its claws are also made of square wood with just a few notches on them.

It looks very dull and bulky.

Xiang Li Che didn't say anything, but just twisted the bird's butt from behind. Suddenly, the giant wooden bird flew up from the ground. It flew three or five circles in the air and finally stopped by itself.

The landing posture was also not very beautiful, almost diving into the ground.

"This is... a wooden kite!"

"The prince actually knows the name of this thing." Surprise flashed in Xiang Li Che's eyes.

"I read in a book that the master of mechanical engineering, Lu Ban, once invented a large flying wooden bird called a wooden kite."

Xiang Liche's eyes flashed with admiration, "They say the prince has a wide range of interests, the rumors are true."

Fusu looked at the mechanical bird, looking left and right, and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's simply unbelievable."

China actually had primitive airplanes in the pre-Qin period!

Ancient technology is so powerful!
"How is this made?" Fusu was very excited. He jumped around the wooden kite and couldn't help touching it.

"As long as the prince likes it. But this wooden kite has some flaws. It won't last long in the air, and..."

Fusu wanted to fiddle with its wings. Obviously, the wings looked like two featureless pieces of wood and had no conditions for taking off, but it had just circled in front of Fusu's eyes.

Unexpectedly, the whole bird fell apart with just a slight touch.

“Kata-kata-kata-kata”

Fusu watched as the originally "graceful and graceful" wooden kite was shattered into pieces, with its head, neck, chest, feet and legs all scattered on the ground.

At that moment, the air around Momen was stagnant, and there was no sound at all.

"So, its other flaw is that it falls apart easily." Fusu looked at the broken wooden kite on the ground.

Xiang Li Che touched his big red nose embarrassedly.

"My prince, please forgive me for making a fool of myself."

"What is its original power? There must be some device inside it."

Xiang Liche picked up a block from the "rubble" and handed it to Fusu.

Fusu looked carefully and found that there was a spring inside.

The moment he saw the spring, Fusu subconsciously thought he had traveled through time.

Curious Fusu picked up other wooden blocks and found that each wooden block was connected to a section of springs.

"It's incredible!"

My lovely and charming ancestor left me so many treasures. If I can't build a technological empire with them, he would be letting down Mozi, all the great Mohist masters of all generations, Lu Ban and others.

【In the ancient tomb of Zenghou Yi 2700 years ago, the Chinese archaeological team discovered dozens of spindle-shaped wooden spinning wheels. Surprisingly, two of them were found with golden springs wrapped around the outside. The archaeologists carefully removed more than 400 sections of these wrapped springs. These golden springs are no different in structure from modern springs. Each spring is about 2 cm long and only half a cm in diameter. The diameter of each loop is also very flat.

Unlike modern springs, these gold springs are soft and inelastic. It is very likely that they have lost their elasticity after thousands of years. . . 】

(There are still 300 monthly tickets left to reach 1,000. Although the goal has not been reached, I know everyone has tried their best. Thank you everyone! Bow.)
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