"Have Fusu arrived here?"

Hu Hai, who was beside him, suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this, looked at Zhao Lang's frowning and said directly,

"Brother Lang, wait, I'll kill..."

Before Hu Hai finished speaking, Zhao Lang covered his mouth.

Meng Tian, ​​who was beside him, just pretended that he didn't hear that the royal family was friendly and respectful, so he would rather not get involved.

If His Majesty hadn't given him the order, he would have been wary of Fusu being killed by Zhao Lang, he wouldn't have answered this.

Zhao Lang said at this time,

"General Meng, where is Fusu now?"

Meng Tian replied with a smile,

"Just in a school not far from the camp, does the Prince want to see him?"

"I will take you there tomorrow."

Although he didn't think Zhao Lang would use too extreme methods, after all, the other party had the opportunity at the beginning.

Of course, you still have to watch it, what if Fusu doesn’t have eyes and provokes the other party.

Now there are schools established by benevolent scholars on the border to provide education for the young people on the border.

This matter was arranged by Zhao Lang himself.

Zhao Lang nodded, it would be better to see Fusu when he went to see what the other party wanted to do this time when he returned to Northern Xinjiang. He would be going back to Xianyang, and it would be difficult to leave a hidden danger.

So said,

"Then General Lao Meng."

Meng Tian nodded with a smile and said quickly,

"Now with His Majesty's letters, except for the army that stayed, others can return to Xianyang."

"When I go back this time, the old minister wants to focus on the previous new army."

The new army is naturally a slave new army, of course, almost no one will shout like this now...

Five thousand survived by a 150,000 army. Even if these five thousand people were not strong, they were truly fearless!

They all crawled out of the dead.

Before, some border troops still called slaves in front of them. After all, not everyone knows how to respect them.

From ancient times to the present, there has been no shortage of such people.

But the consequences are that they are beaten up. Others fight with their lives. How can they fight?

Since then, no one dared to shout in front of them.

Zhao Lang naturally would not refuse this matter. The New Army's sacrifice this time was indeed very great, and these glory were what they deserved.

Moreover, after this battle, it was natural that the government redeemed all the slaves of the Great Qin Dynasty.

After discussing some details about returning to the city with Meng Tian, ​​he just talked about transporting the ashes of the new army. Meng Tian frowned slightly and said,

"Your Highness, it is natural to send these soldiers into the imperial tomb. But what you just said is probably inappropriate."

Zhao Lang waved his hand slightly and replied,

"General Meng, this is what I owe them, and I believe my father will understand it."

"I also want all the people of the Qin Dynasty to understand one truth. From now on, I, the people of the Qin Dynasty, will not, and no one is allowed to be a slave!"

"No matter what happens in the future, as long as we are still in the territory of the Qin Dynasty, our bones must be hard!"

Hearing this, Meng Tian's eyes lit up slightly. He understood what the other party meant. This was to cast an eternal iron bone for all the people of Qin, regardless of their wealth or status!

Thinking of this, Meng Tian immediately said sincerely,

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is wise!"

The other party is already thinking about future generations, and this state of mind can be compared with his Majesty.

Soon, after the two of them finished discussing, Zhao Lang left here.

The next morning, Zhao Lang and Meng Tian were preparing to find Fusu, and finished the work here earlier so that they could take the army back to the city. After all, the journey was a bit far away.

Even if you are marching lightly, it will take about a month.

But before he set out, Hu Hai and Ying Yinman followed him on horseback.

"Brother Lang, wait for me!"

Zhao Lang glanced at the other party and said,

"What are you going to do?"

Hu Hai glanced around him and said in a low voice,

"Brother Lang, if you don't have a good time to do it later, I can. I am now King of Fortune, but it is higher than the prince's level!"

Listening to this, Zhao Lang couldn't tell for a moment whether the other party really wanted to help him or simply wanted to pretend.

Of course, there may be both. As for Ying Yinman, he guessed without asking. The other party was sent by his father before, probably to prevent him from killing Fusu.

"Okay, today I'm not going to make trouble, just follow me."

After saying that, Zhao Lang followed Meng Tian and left here all the way.

At this time, in a simple camp in northern border.

In several thatched huts, many young men, who are in their fifties and teenagers, are reciting books with a handsome young man who looks like a scholar.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, Lang Lang's reading sounds gave the heaven and earth a unique spiritual energy.

After a while of reciting, with the dull sound of knocking on the tiles, the young men stood up and ran outside. However, people who looked like scholars were a little uncomfortable.

At this time, a Confucian scholar walked in and said with a smile,

"Prince Fusu, now the get out of class is over, it's time for the children to rest and have activities."

Fusu replied at this time,

"Don't call me a prince here from now on. I'm just a Confucian scholar."

"But this method of teaching is novel."

When the Confucian scholar heard this, he replied strangely.

"Don't you know? The way to teach the class is passed down from Heming Academy and the Royal Academy."

"Every class takes about half an hour, and then take a break, it is said that it can improve the students' learning effectiveness."

"So, let's give it a try, now it seems that the results are pretty good."

Fusu was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew these two places, but he never cared about them.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. He had always regarded Zhao Lang as his opponent, but he had never really understood the other party.

You know, he has been at the other party's farm.

Now, even the methods used by oneself, such as the benevolent Confucians, are from others.

In this case, how could he be the opponent?

The most ridiculous thing is that the other party warned him to do more investigation and preparation.

Now starting, he needs to take a good look at the other party.

He admitted that some of the other party's words were right, and that only by understanding the other party can one defeat the other party.

He must be unable to compete with Zhao Lang for the position of the prince, but in Confucianism and Taoism, he wants everyone to know.

Only the way of benevolence can bring peace to the world and let everyone live a good life.

When Fusu walked outside, he saw the teenagers playing happily, which looked awesome.

At this moment, a group of people galloped over not far away. Looking at the extremely handsome young man in the lead, Fusu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The other party quickly dismounted and came to his front. Several people looked at each other for a while. Fusu hesitated for a moment, then bent down and saluted.

"Your Highness, long time no see you."
Chapter completed!