My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 676: Fateful Meeting

This world is just like this.

Crimes like theft and rape certainly come in different sizes, but what makes people feel that the world is unfair is that some people are discovered and some are not.

Those who were found out were punished, while those who were not found out went unpunished. Those who were punished felt that it was unfair, while those who were not punished despised the law.

At the pass of Jiujiang County in the State of Chu, Zhang Liang was holding a pass, followed by a nine-foot-tall man who looked like a flesh tower.

The man held a large iron spike in his hand, and his face was engraved with tattoos from three countries.

He stood in the crowd, his tall figure like a shade of a tree in the early summer, blocking the strong sunlight from those behind him.

Zhang Liang was petite, and because of his handsome appearance, the guards looked at him again and again. He touched his chin, his mouth slightly open, and he was about to drool in the next second.

Zhang Liang handed over the wooden tablet and said, "Please have a look at it, Guardian."

The guard took the opportunity to grab Zhang Liang's hand and touched it again and again.

Seeing this, Da Tiechui, who was following Zhang Liang, immediately had his eyes blazing with fire. He opened his mouth and roared, "Just read the document, why are you touching my hand?"

The guard was very angry, but he kept touching Zhang Liang's hand and refused to let go.

Zhang Liang wanted to withdraw his hand, but the other party refused to let him go.

He couldn't remember how many times this had happened, because he was good-looking, people would look at him wherever he went. That was fine, but men would be jealous of him and women would drool at him...

This kind of happiness, which cannot be enjoyed by people with ordinary or ugly looks, was rampant in Zhang Liang's life and became a pain.

"Big Hammer, don't be rude."

The big hammer still had an angry look on his face, and he was carrying a big hammer on his back. But in the long line of people holding swords, he was not noticeable, because some people even had poisonous snakes in their pockets.

This is a team going out of the border, they are going to seek freedom in a foreign land. But the documents in everyone's hands are written in a very serious manner. Some people say they are going to find their brothers, some say they are going to carry back their father's bones, and some say they are going to do business.

They are all fugitives.

The gatekeeper knew it very well.

Only half of these businessmen are genuine. When they come, they must bring hundreds of carts to transport goods.

People like Zhang Liang are obviously fake at first glance.

In his other hand, the guard held Zhang Liang's documents and his identity document.

It says:

[Zhang You, a native of Bolangsha, Dongjun, was 29 years old, seven feet tall, with fair skin, and engaged in business.]

However, the document was filled with hundreds of words and was full of flowery language. The gatekeeper took a symbolic look at it.

Guan Shou looked at Zhang Liang and said, "Your hands don't look like you're counting money, but more like someone practicing swordplay every day."

When Zhang Liang heard this, he was neither surprised, afraid nor angry.

He walks in the gap between morality and law. Because he does not break the law or do immoral things, his temperament is particularly special among this group of desperadoes.

This guy is not a businessman at all, he is clearly the son of a doctor.

Zhang Liang skillfully took out five pieces of gold from his hand.

"The guard is indeed discerning. I do practice martial arts and swordplay. First, I need to strengthen my body because I am weak. Second, I need to have martial arts skills to carry goods for my father. After all, if I encounter a place where there are no soldiers, I will be at a disadvantage if I don't know martial arts."

As a gatekeeper, you have to meet many different kinds of people every day and listen to countless words from them.

After three to five years, I have already developed a keen eye. I can tell with my naked eyes what kind of person he is, where he comes from, which words are lies and which are true, and whether he can come back alive after leaving the retreat.

The guard stared at Zhang Liang for a long time and found that he was not lying.

"Ok."

The guard took the money and said, "Let's go."

Afterwards, Zhang Liang took thirty strong men, all holding sharp swords, and pulled seven carts to the outside of the pass.

After passing through this deep gate and walking out of this earthen wall, they will reach the outside world.

"Wait a minute."

The gatekeeper's sharp voice suddenly sounded.

Zhang Liang paused.

"Zhang You, right? What are you going to do outside the Great Wall?"

"Collecting herbs. Bring back some mushrooms. These two are abundant in Guangdong and Guangxi at this time."

"Okay. I think you are someone who can come back alive. Then come to my place and bring me some expensive medicine."

"It is my honor to work for you."

The gatekeeper looked at the people behind him expressionlessly.

"next."

Zhang Liang heard the voice and hurried out of the city. He saw the lush forest outside the city, and the clouds above were full of colorful colors. The abundant moisture from the south filled his nose, and his clothes were already half wet in the moisture.

Zhang Liang let out a breath, and then his bright eyes were filled with strong hatred, which turned into murderous intent.

He looked south and walked in the direction the army had marched.

On the way to his destination, Zhang Liang saw the tragedy of many people abusing and enslaving domesticated animals.

Flocks of giant birds as tall as humans were besieged, their feathers plucked, their hearts peeled out, and their feet chopped off.

Herds of wild elephants were surrounded, and several elephants fell into traps and had their tusks harvested while they were still alive.

There were almost no big bears to be seen in the forest; they were all hiding in the mountains out of fear.

There were more people here than he had imagined.

There were also many scattered Qin troops, who were chopping wood. There were large tracts of spruce trees and huge mushrooms as tall as humans.

The apron-wearing savage settlements were forced to put on human clothes, but they still painted a lot of colors on their faces.

They glared at Zhang Liang and the people behind him angrily.

Even though Zhang Liang and others did nothing, they were still hated.

In the minds of the Baiyue people, the people from the Central Plains destroyed their nature and cut down the trees in their homes, and sooner or later they would suffer serious crimes.

“I didn’t expect that the south of the Yangtze River would be like this.”

Zhang Liang felt that this was a tragedy in the world; after all, animals are also living things.

But his servants were different from the hired killers. Looking at these rare animals, they couldn't help but think, "This pair of ivory can be sold for a lot of money."

"I just saw a lot of crocodiles. Their skins are really thick. I heard that Qin Shi Huang liked to wear leather boots made of crocodile skin."

Boots, wooden-nailed waterproof shoes, and wooden clogs have existed since the Warring States Period.

It’s just that people are suffering from the war, unable to end it, trapped by the war, and have no time to make their lives more comfortable.

In the time and space of the Warring States Period, people from all countries were almost repeating a cycle, or reincarnation. They threw hatred and wars around, but only abandoned faith and loyalty.

well, let's get back to business.

This newly developed continent was new and beautiful to the people in the Central Plains.

However, in the eyes of the barbaric and snobbish people in the Central Plains, this continent seems like a lonely girl who desperately needs to be developed and even ravaged by this group of barbaric men.

This is not a ridiculous metaphor, but a bloody reality.

On the contrary, this is the attitude of all strong people towards the weak.

Because you are weak, you deserve to be bullied by us.

The feeling of bullying the weak corresponds to the behavior mentioned above, and it is very happy for bad guys.

This is always the case with the strong against the weak.

The first is to impose one's will on others, and the second is to force the weak to serve one's own pleasure.

First of all, the strong should define bullying others as: I am not bullying you, I am pampering you, I am giving you opportunities, letting you work from nine to five, how can that be bullying, that is a blessing!
The second thing is to create a set of rules based on your own strength so that the weak will serve you.

Only a saint would be strong but not bully the weak. But could the Qin soldiers be saints?

A group of men who wanted to gain military merit ended up with nothing and could only bully animals and plants...

So, the first step began. The Qin people had to label the Baiyue people. These people were uncivilized southern barbarians, they had no civilization! Their arrival here was to help them digest the wealth, otherwise these things would be wasted.

The second step was to implement laws and regulations, stipulating that everything belonged to Qin Shi Huang. The soldiers were extremely smart, and they used their love for the emperor and the rules given to them by the emperor to make their lives better.

As a result, bad behavior occurs almost every day in Guangdong and Guangxi.

The territory was too vast and there were not enough Qin officials; due to the lack of perfect legal norms and supervision, the ugliest side of human nature was completely magnified.

The beginning of the conquest of this continent often means the beginning of massacre and sin.

The ruler of the empire enjoyed the wealth from the land of Baiyue, and the soldiers became the tools to support him.

The national fortune accumulated by the Qin people through their long-term law-abiding, public-spirited and honest character at home was almost all consumed here.

This is what Fusu discovered when he arrived here.

The situation here cannot be described with just one word: miserable.

The people of the Central Plains, who claim to be civilized, revealed their bestial side in this vast land of the south, and spent the whole day angrily scolding and mocking the Baiyue people for not knowing how to make the best use of resources.

You have so many treasures but don’t know how to use them.

The people here were delighted when they saw these precious medicinal herbs, rare trees, and expensive animal parts. They pulled Zhang Liang aside and said:
"Young Master, if you ask me, let's not seek revenge, but continue doing business."

Zhang Liang, who was as weak as a woman, turned around and gave everyone a cold look.

"If you want wealth, then turn around and follow them now. Because if you choose to follow me, I will only take you to do one thing. Until I accomplish it."

Everyone was shocked by Zhang Liang's persistence.

He has grown from a boy to a young man and is moving towards middle age, but the fire of revenge in his heart for his country has never been defeated by the numerous obstacles in reality and the hardships of survival.

Zhang Liang will never give up.

……

In fact, this has become an obsession of his.

Revenge for revenge's sake.

But this world doesn't need so many reasons. Reasons are just excuses. Sometimes obsession can be a good thing. It can give you hope to live.

If he hadn't had that obsession, no one knows what Zhang Liang would be like now.

However, in history, this young man finally let go of his obsession and chose to help the common people.

However, at the moment, Zhang Liang is still obsessed with revenge.

The target of revenge is like...well...drugs.

Opium made him addicted and obsessed, and every time he accomplished a small goal, he felt awakened and encouraged.

How could he give up? He was immersed in it now and even thought it was such a great thing!

Zhang Liang knew that the chances of successfully assassinating the Crown Prince of Qin would be greater in this land that did not belong to Qin.

After a long walk, they came to a tavern opened by a Qin person.

The place was filled with people coming and going, even some Hu people who had learned Chinese were there.

And there are the people of Yan, they dance for others to see.

Men are gifted by God with strong physiques, abundant energy, a competitive spirit, and souls that do not like to be bound.

Their hands can create everything and conquer everything; their legs can run to wherever they are given a direction.

Even the creator of mankind would be surprised when seeing these scenes.

In such a chaotic era, the war had just ended, the harsh Qin laws were implemented throughout the country, oppression and injustice filled the world, and hatred and resentment spread throughout the world.

However, they had to cross countless huge mountains, numerous turbulent rivers, and hundreds of cities. During this period, they had to go through countless people to verify their credentials and documents before they could reach the place south of the river.

Almost everyone's life is full of ups and downs.

The moment they arrived here, everyone began to talk about the wonderful experiences they had on the road.

How to deceive the guards, how to get the currency, how many languages ​​​​he has learned, how many strange things he has seen, and how there is a beautiful girl in his hometown and how he used to be...

Naturally, some people lie.

But no one cares whether these stories are true or not.

Around the campfire, people of all kinds gathered together to exchange their life stories.

But they are also wary of each other, because almost everyone who can get here has killed someone.

This is a gathering place for free men and dreamers. Most of them come here to make a fortune!
This is what it looks like outside the borders.

There were not enough rooms and beds, so they could only build a fire around themselves after dinner. A group of people spread straw mats, put lime and realgar on them, and then slept on the ground.

The earth is his bed and the starry sky is his cover.

The ancients were always romantic.

Compared with animals, Zhang Liang prefers to see all kinds of people here. Everyone has his own life.

At this time, he felt a little depressed.

"Have you heard that Qin Shi Huang will no longer tour the east?"

"real or fake?"

"Absolutely true!"

"Qin Shi Huang was just too strong-willed."

"Yes. But if he is not strong enough, how can he rule the world?"

When Zhang Liang heard the news, he could not help but get angry again. There was no chance to assassinate Qin Shi Huang, so he could only kill the crown prince.

But that's where the road ends.

That was where Prince Fusu was stationed.

That simple five-courtyard house was heavily guarded, with three layers of armor inside and three layers outside surrounding it.

Its daybreak.

Fusu was wearing a light gauze dress and he couldn't stay there at all.

These days he had been thinking of a way to discuss a ceasefire with these generals and lead the army back to Xianyang, Qin.

As long as the army returned to Xianyang, Qin, firstly, he could become emperor, and secondly, the nobles of the six countries would be afraid to act rashly when they saw the large number of troops in Xianyang.

Judging from the date, he should cut the Gordian knot, the sooner the better.

So he found a perfect way.

Talking about business with the generals.

Since the soldiers hunt animals all day long, this cannot be stopped, so we might as well follow this trend and guide them, so that they don't think about military achievements and fighting, and let them consider doing business or something like that.

As soon as this plan was proposed, it immediately aroused enthusiastic welcome from the soldiers in the army.

No one can resist making money.

If so, it's because there's too little money.

Jing Ke was guarding the railing outside the door. He was not interested in what Fusu and the generals were discussing.

He touched his sword and felt that life here was too boring.

He had an inappropriate idea: he wanted to travel around the world.

Protecting the prince is such a boring job.

I can't do anything with a scheming man around all day long...

(End of this chapter)