My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 635: I would like to ask the prince to share the pie again!
The three men sat upright. Although they were facing a young junior like Fusu, they, the elders, should have seen many storms and waves.

But now their palms are still sweating.

But they all looked calm.

Sweat oozed from their foreheads, but no one dared to wipe it off. They could only endure the itch and stand still like wooden stakes.
Fusu, on the other hand, was drinking his tea leisurely by himself.

After testing Fusu, the three men boldly and implicitly put forward some directional suggestions, but Fusu quickly kicked the ball back to everyone.

This made the three of them extremely nervous.

Because they couldn't figure out Fusu's thoughts - whether the prince had that thought or not.

Yang Duanhe looked at Fusu, bowed and said.

"When the crown prince defeated Chu, he was as good as a god in predicting the future. Who in the court would not be convinced? But what did the crown prince get?"

"Why did the prince suddenly return to Xianyang Palace from the battlefield where he was commanding the Chu State's war and go to Julu County? Why was the prince stationed in Julu County and then called back to Xianyang City halfway?"

These two things made Fusu feel most depressed.

But for some reason, when Yang Duanhe mentioned it again, Fusu felt differently. Perhaps Ying Zheng had been wary of him for a long time, but he just pretended not to see it.

Seeing Fusu's hand holding the wine cup tightened involuntarily, Yang Duanhe couldn't help but smile.

The prince really has a bad memory. In that case, he will help the prince recall it today.

"The prince was in Julu County, insisting that King Jian of Qi offer land in order to restore the reputation of Qin. Who knows the efforts he made during this period?"

"Not to mention, there was once a man who cared about the world and tried to promote culture and education throughout the world, to save the people from the invasion of war, and to appease the people in a gentle way instead of oppressing them with the army."

"The characters he simplified, the paper he invented, the agricultural tools he promoted, the various schools of thought he rectified, and the idea of ​​empire unification he brought back were all great contributions."

"But because of his status, all his efforts, all his outstanding achievements, are like throwing a stone into a lake. At first, there are a few ripples on the water, and then there is no follow-up."

"Who is deliberately downplaying the prince's contribution?"

"Don't you know that some people in Xianyang City feel that the prince has been doing nothing all this time?"

Every word Yang Duanhe spoke struck at Fusu's most vulnerable heart.

Then Yang Duanhe bowed and said, "Huizi once debated with Zhuangzi, 'You are not a fish, how do you know the joy of a fish?'"

"Although I am not the crown prince, if I have made countless efforts and helped others, I really shouldn't think about rewards. But if the person I helped is always greedy and even tries to erase my existence, isn't this too much?"

"What do you think, Prince?"

Yang Duanhe looked at Fusu.

Every detail he said was about Fusu's deeds in his early years.

Fusu deeply realized that his subordinates worked hard for their lord, but in the end all the credit went to their lord; but instead of recognizing him, their lord deliberately tried to eliminate his influence.

Resentment and suppressed anger suddenly filled Fusu's chest.

Yang Miao, who was originally stationed in Lu, took the opportunity to say, "The most deserving contributor to Qin is you, the Crown Prince. You are the one who has made the greatest contribution to Qin in the past ten years."

These words made Fusu's heart waver for a moment.

Is he really that powerful?

He made great contributions to the Qin Empire.

That's true.

But no one ever praised his actions after he accomplished great things, and they were always quickly let go.

"But if it weren't for the mourning period, we old ministers wouldn't be able to see you."

Yang Miao took the opportunity to pinch his thigh and started crying.

Wang Ben's expression was very subtle.

He leaned over and looked at the two acting geniuses, Yang Duanhe and Yang Miao.

Chen Ping looked at the three people sitting below him, and then looked at Fusu.

Fusu thought about it for a long time. He was worried that he would become a person like Lu Buwei, making wedding clothes for others.

Fusu raised his wine cup and said, "Fusu is relieved to have friends like you two, even though you are far away."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ben hurriedly said, "Prince, your contribution is indeed great. This is something that everyone can see. I admire you very much."

Fusu looked at Wang Ben, just smiled and didn't say anything.

Chen Ping also saw that Wang Ben, the Marquis of Tongwu, was not very active in doing things today. Although he was the Marquis of Che, he acted like an outsider.

Wang Ben had no idea that there would be so many variables. Although his father was still alive, he was already old and confused and couldn't even remember his own name.

He thought the world was peaceful and he could live comfortably for a few years. He would be rich and prosperous in the second half of his life, and live in peace and tranquility.

But what they never expected was that these military generals were all very well-behaved, but His Majesty the Emperor was not.

Ying Zheng loves to make trouble for himself, and he loves to make trouble for others even more every day.

The people in these remote areas didn't love their homeland much. No war was a good thing for the people. Especially when there was no war, the merchants were very happy because in times of peace, business would naturally flourish.

However, what everyone waited for was not a wonderful post-war life. Instead, everyone had to pay taxes and perform labor and corvee in order to satisfy Ying Zheng's selfishness.

What followed was conscription and the attack on South Vietnam.

There are only a few records about the South Vietnam War in history books. In fact, the Qin Empire's attack on South Vietnam not only cost millions of dollars, but also was costly and the army's combat effectiveness was seriously reduced because it was stuck in a quagmire.

But now is not the time to talk about this.

The key point is that Ying Zheng himself caused dissension between the emperor and his subjects.

What Ying Zheng did was not to everyone's liking. On the contrary, Fusu's previous design for the Qin Empire was more popular now.

The soldiers saw that Fusu was more in line with everyone's interests, so they naturally chose to support him. Fusu was not a foolish person.

Wang Ben followed the two Yangs here in order to stand with Fusu as soon as possible. Because he saw the huge energy hidden in Fusu, he could better save the exhausted Qin State.

When it is time to stand in line, you must do so decisively, otherwise others will be left to pick up the pieces afterward.

It's just that Wang Ben has no way to speak about such a big thing. He can never be the planner of these things.

So after arriving at the scene, I seemed very passive.

Yang Miao understood Wang Ben. Betraying Ying Zheng and supporting Fusu was a huge challenge for Wang Ben. Because his position was already as high as it could be, he just wanted to survive at the critical moment.

Wang Ben’s arrival has already made his attitude clear.

In short, it is unlikely to expect Wang Ben to be the bad guy today.

Yang Miao continued, "The people of Chu told me a story. Once upon a time, King Xuan of Qi had a beautiful queen named Zhong Wuyan. But he also had a beautiful wife named Xia Yingchun."

"King Xuan of Qi favors Zhong Wuyan when he has affairs with her, and favors Xia Yingchun when he has nothing to do with her. His behavior is truly annoying."

Fusu said nothing.

In fact, watching the scenes of how these ministers treated Ying Zheng now, Fusu seemed to see how these ministers would treat him in the future, and how their descendants would treat their descendants.

This is really extremely interesting.

Fusu changed the subject and returned to the original topic.

"From what you have said, this is not something that can be solved by making a petition. Since my petition cannot solve it, what else can I do?"

The three of them were silent at first.

Yang Miao racked his brains and just thought of something to say, but Fusu saw that he was about to speak and said, "You can't let me, the crown prince, come up with the idea, right?"

"If that's the case, I can handle the matter by myself. There's no need for the three of you to drive thousands of miles to come see me."

Fusu's words were thought-provoking. "Chen Ping, do you think that with my ability, I can persuade His Majesty the Emperor to follow the wishes of the generals?"

Chen Ping bowed and said, "Even ten princes can't do that."

"Then Chen Ping, do you think that with the ability of me and the officials in Xianyang, we can handle this matter?"

Chen Ping was shocked when he heard this. He hesitated for a moment, then said firmly, "Yes!"

Fusu smiled and looked at the three generals again.

Although he had ambitions and resentment towards Ying Zheng, this did not mean that he had to listen to them.

In fact, the three generals coming in person would be a fatal weakness.

They are at the frontier and can't return to the central government for a while.

History is really interesting. Two thousand years ago, the coastal areas were deserted and considered by the Chinese as frontiers and barren lands.

The geographical barriers of mountains and rivers not only cause them to lag behind in information, but also affect their interests.

Yang Miao was immediately delighted.

You can't tell, this prince looks well-behaved on weekdays, but he is not confused at all when it comes to doing big things.

These dialogues are extremely subtle and cannot be noticed by those who are not involved.

Wang Ben also felt how painful it was for him to be stationed in the land of Jingchu. He was almost killed by the humidity of Jingchu, and almost died from acclimatization. He hated Jingchu, just like the people of Chu hated the dry land of Qin.

The most serious problem was that he could not be in Xianyang to teach and watch over his son, nor could he reunite with the princess.

Who knows what the princess is doing?

Even though he held the position of Marquis Che, his life was not as good as that of a mayor in Xianyang City.

The contradiction between the central and local governments is so obvious.

Yang Miao immediately responded, "Although we are at the frontier, we are all experienced generals. We have participated in more than fifty wars, big and small. There is no soldier in the army who does not know our names."

"What the Crown Prince can do with the soldiers in Xianyang City, if there are no people like us supporting them from outside, can it be accomplished?"

Yang Miao looked at Wang Ben and said, "What's more, we have a great general like Tongwu Hou. Once Tongwu Hou speaks, who in the world would dare to oppose him?"

Wang Ben broke out in a cold sweat after being suddenly pointed at by Yang Miao.

Fusu also looked at Wang Ben, but there seemed to be two knives hidden in his eyes.

He always felt that Wang Ben's determination was not firm enough.

"If the prince sends me orders, I will certainly obey. But I am very dull in politics and need the prince's advice on everything. But I really respect the prince as my leader."

Wang Ben was forced into a corner and had no choice but to tell the truth and express his true feelings.

However, Yang Miao was not very happy. Today, the prince only said nice words, and Wang Ben only spoke the truth.

He and Yang Duanhe were the ones who said all the bad things. Would they have to take the blame if the crown prince left a name in history in the future?

Yang Miao stopped asking Fusu whether he really wanted to do this. This guy was hiding something, and he couldn't be straightforward anymore.

"Crown Prince..." Yang Miao bowed, "Actually, we came here this time to ask the Crown Prince a question."

"We are all family, why be so polite. Just say whatever you want to say." Fusu smiled.

Yang Miao looked at Fusu's expression and felt a little nauseous. It was mainly a kind of nausea that made him feel sick...

"We would like to ask the prince to share the spoils again. I wonder if the prince is willing?"

Fusu looked at the three people and slowly tapped the table with his fingers.

Benedict——

Benedict——

Benedict——

The air in the hall was very quiet.

Fusu looked at the table for a long time before he raised his head and asked.

"That's a good question."

"It's just that if one person can own all the land, why would he share it with others?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Duanhe became so angry that his face turned pale.

He slammed the table hard, scaring Wang Ben, who was sitting opposite Fusu, to look sideways.

Fusu didn't move at all, not even blinking.

Yang Miao quickly gave Yang Duanhe a wink.

Yang Duanhe considered the consequences of offending the prince today, and quickly apologized, "There is a mosquito on my table. It eats human blood and has bitten my hands. Humph! It is full, but what about me?"

"This won't work. I was so angry that I punched him to death."

"Prince, I am sorry."

As Yang Duanhe spoke, he stood up and bowed to Fusu.

Yang Duanhe's fist hit the target fine, but left a dent in the wooden table.

Yang Miao admired Yang Duanhe's quick thinking. He said to Fusu, "Prince, what Brother Yang did is also human nature."

"After all, people are made of flesh and blood. Your Highness also knows how it feels to be used by others but not get the corresponding rewards. I am afraid that he can understand General Yang's thoughts better than I do."

At that moment, Fusu understood.

He almost replicated the historical event of Emperor Wen entering the Xiliu military camp.

Rebellion by ministers is inevitable.

Being an emperor does not mean that you can sit back and relax and do whatever you want.

"If I don't divide it, someone will smash the table. If I divide it, it means everyone is given a hammer, and the table will be smashed to pieces."

"By then, no one will get any soup to eat."

"It is the generals who decide whether I get a share. Not me."

Fusu fluttered his sleeves.

The three of them looked at each other and agreed that Fusu's reasons were indeed correct.

"You take the biggest one, and we take the smaller one. As long as you have the biggest hammer, we won't be afraid of anything."

"I still miss Prime Minister Wang very much. When Prime Minister Wang shared the spoils before, everyone was convinced."

"Just do it that way."

Yang Miao spoke.

Yang Duanhe also said, "That's how it should be."

Wang Ben: "I have no objection."

Fusu saw that the matter had been discussed almost to the point, so he said, "Then this will be considered as my promise to the generals."

When the three heard Fusu say this, they were very excited and their eyes were shining.

"A promise is a contract. I know that nothing in this world is permanent. But I want to make a time-limited agreement with you today."

(End of this chapter)