Great Qin had a prosperous age

Chapter 360 I told you not to speak human words (Additional update for [Cool Time])
"Congratulate me?"

"The prince is the prince. Sooner or later, the courtiers will congratulate the prince."

This is very cryptic.

But for Fusu, the arrival of this day is both long and short.Isn't it just ten years? He can use this time to create villains every day.

After all, in ancient times, creating humans was a great undertaking.

But what Fusu was more curious about at the moment was how he knew about Sand Dune.

The two words Xiao wrote in his hand just now were sand dunes.

"Fusu remembers it right. That's where King Zhao Wuling died."

Could it be that what happened once in history will happen again.

But how is this possible.

With his IQ, he would never argue with Ying Zheng every day in his later years.

He would not blatantly criticize Ying Zheng.

Hold on to your own life, that is the most important thing.

As for Fusu, with Qin's emperor system, if he is still on the border by then, he will have to guard against it.

The purpose of having a rebellious mind is to cope with those extreme and special situations.

However, if it is the same as in history, even if Fusu has Meng Tian beside him, the only way for him to survive will be to escape.

"Please tell me, sir."

Xiaoxiao said:
"This is what His Majesty the Emperor asked me."

"Father Jun——" Fusu couldn't help but feel a slight lump in his throat. History always has amazing similarities, "I don't know, what did Father Jun ask?"

"Only your Majesty and the grassroots know about this matter."

Fusu naturally raised his eyebrows after hearing this.

"Mr. Liao, don't try to be kind to Fusu. Fusu doesn't like playing riddles with others."

Fusu's tone was oppressive, but to Liao, he didn't care.

"What your Majesty asked is a secret. But the answer lies in the hands of the Lord."

Fusu was very angry.

"In that case, why are you telling me this answer? Isn't it going to lead to death for me?"

"If I had told His Majesty the Emperor about this, my head would have been hanging on my neck in the East Market right now."

After hearing this, Fusu was even more puzzled.

Fusu asked with a smile.

"If it's so serious, you shouldn't be asking about life and death issues, right?" After asking this question, Liao's face froze and turned pale.

But Fusu, looking at Liao's expression, his eyes were cold.

"Your Majesty's destiny skills are beyond the reach of mere mortals."

Liao was also startled by Fusu's question.

In fact, what Ying Zheng asked was exactly his fate.

Liao's hexagram shows that his fate is in the northeast.

And in the northeast, there is the State of Zhao.

The grievances between Qin and Zhao are very deep.Qin State destroyed Zhao State twice, once in the Battle of Changping, and the other time in the initial attack on Zhao State.

The question is, how did the prince guess so accurately.

Fusu didn't know how much this Liao weighed.You can say that he is a charlatan, but he was the one who came up with the idea of ​​building a spy network and driving a wedge between the six nations.

You said that he is a descendant of Guigu and is proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia. This really makes sense.

In any case, I would rather believe what I have than believe what I don't have.

Prophecies like that of Hu, the one who destroyed Qin, came from this kind of person.

Fusu asked again:

"Mr. Cai just said that he wants to help Su. I don't know if what Mr. Cai said still counts?"

Xiaoxiao asked:
"I wonder what Junhou wants to do?
"Originally, there was nothing to calculate, but now, I want to know, where will I be eight years later?"

After hearing this, Liao waved her hands repeatedly.

"If the Lord asks this, then I don't think so?"

"what do you mean."

"The question asked by the Lord is of no use."

"Then tell me what would be beneficial for me to ask."

Liao stroked his beard and said firmly:

"The answer just now is actually a life-saving talisman for His Royal Highness."

Fusu laughed out loud after hearing this.

"Fusu usually respects Sir, and it is all because of Sir's contribution to Qin; but today, it seems that there is no difference between Sir and the sorcerers Fusu met in the land of Jingchu."

After hearing this, Liao stopped laughing.

"Since Junhou refuses to believe me, please get off the car now. Junhou, don't forget that I saved Junhou's life at a critical moment."

You old liar, you want to trick me.

History is history, coincidences are coincidences, Fusu didn't believe Liao's words.

Unless Ying Zheng really wants to go to Jiuyuan.

However, Ying Zheng's eastward patrol route was completely different from that in history.

"A lot of nonsense—"

Fusu didn't hesitate anymore and immediately got out of the carriage.

After getting off the carriage, he went to sit in his ox-cart, but he saw his nephew waiting aside.

There was obviously a dispute in the car, but at this time, Meng Tian and Meng Yi naturally couldn't ask directly.

"Shibo is going here, do you have a purpose?"

Liao said in a deep voice:

"I'm going to go to the east end of this place."

Meng Yi bowed:

"Before my father passed away, he once warned Meng Yi that he is an expert in the world. If we can keep him in Qin, it will be a great achievement for us."

Liao said directly:

"If I continue to stay in Xianyang, my life will be in danger sooner or later."

Meng Tian looked shocked.

"How can you say that, sir? If you stay in Xianyang, no one would dare to touch you."

……

Fusu didn't listen to the rest.

This one is full of ghosts and ghosts.

Fusu originally wanted to send someone to follow him, but this would cost a lot of manpower and material resources.

He is going to the coast of the East China Sea.

However, Fusu began to think about another thing, Sand Dune. If Ying Zheng died in Sand Dune again, and he was somewhere else at that time...

It's okay, even if it happens again, I will find a way to rebel and return to Xianyang.

Fusu looked up at the sky, and then ordered someone to drive the carriage back to Xianyang Palace.

----

In the autumn of the 28th year of Emperor Qin's reign.

Huaiyin County.

An old man, lying on the back of a cow, slowly went upstream along the Huaiyin River.

The cow grazed while pulling the carriage hitched to it forward.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a group of children in ragged clothes surrounding him.

Liao sat up in fright.

"Meng Wu, I've said it before, I'm not afraid of the sky or the earth, I'm just afraid of these villains."

When Han Xin heard this, he was naturally furious. As he spoke, he grabbed Liao's white beard with one hand.

"Old man, what are you talking about? You actually called us villains. Did we agree?"

Liao was pinched in great pain, and she immediately screamed out.

"Why did I scold you? I just said you were a bunch of brats."

Han Xin listened and then let go.

"I told you not to speak human words. Confucius said: Only women and villains are difficult to raise. If you have something to say, don't say it well, saying that villains are better than villains."

Han Xin held up the willow branch with one hand and pulled the cattle rope that was originally in Liao's hand with the other hand.

Standing up, he looked majestic, clearly a little clay figurine after a water fight in the river, but facing the sun, he could vaguely see the appearance of a little general.

Majestic and majestic.

Especially those eyes, beautiful.

This child will grow up to be extraordinary in the future.

Xiao took a closer look and saw that there were fields everywhere in the surrounding fields, and across the river bank, there was smoke from cooking stoves on the opposite side.

Xiao looked intently at the little boy in front of him, who looked about eight or nine years old. His face was covered with mud, and his arms were tanned and tanned, but the skin exposed under his clothes was white and tender.

Listening to this kid's words, he is quite good at quoting scriptures and has a good tone. He must have a good family background, but looking at the way he hasn't washed his face in several days and his tattered appearance, he must be a child from a declining family.

Seeing how badly his clothes were torn, he must be a very playful and active child.

　Historically, Wei Liaozi was Han Xin's master.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)