"The area within ten miles of this place will be turned into a forbidden area, and it will become a special place where special people are buried."
Fifty miles outside the Yongdu Forbidden City, there...is close to where the National Protectorate Academy is located.
The newly appointed chief minister Meng Wu, Fu Su and others were already waiting. He went to the National Protectorate Academy to check on what was going to happen next to Marquis Wu Cheng's coffin.
“Very good!”
Zhou Qing stepped forward, and his spiritual awareness spread. This place with beautiful mountains and rivers is indeed suitable for a burial place. The area of ten miles in radius is not big or small.
Following the direction of Meng Wu's finger, we could already see the tomb of Wuchenghou Wang Jian.
The standards are very high, completely in accordance with the marquis' etiquette, and it is very grand.
The mausoleum site was also designed by the person in charge of the Lishan mausoleum site. It has many internal organs, plus materials from the National Protectorate Academy.
Fang... made the mausoleum what it is today.
The stone tablet is on the side, inscribed with Wu Chenghou's life achievements.
Before the tombstone, animals were sacrificed.
"Those who can be buried here must have made great contributions to Qin."
Walking to the tomb, he bowed.
"Here... we need to assign special personnel to guard it, and we must not neglect it."
"Wucheng Hou fought throughout his life and conquered and destroyed many countries in Shandong. There are many people with grievances, so we must be careful."
Zhou Qing sighed.
"Prince, please rest assured."
"Relevant documents have also been left at the national government. This place is a forbidden area, and not many people can enter."
"If someone is harmed due to grudges, he will be punished with a serious crime, and the nine tribes will be together!"
Fu Su was wearing a black robe, her hair tied up and crowned, she took a step forward and talked about the follow-up care.
Even if the prince uncle doesn't say anything, there will be a special law on this.
Sure enough, someone damaged the mausoleum of Marquis Wu Cheng, which should be a heinous crime.
"That's good."
Looking at Fusu in front of him, whose appearance was very similar to that of his imperial brother, Zhou Qing nodded in response.
Fusu has made a lot of progress.
The errand this time was also done well.
Brother Huang should get extra points.
"Let's go back to the National Academy of Defense and take a look at the Martial Temple."
"I personally supervised the construction of the National Protectorate Academy, and the Martial Temple was also among them."
"Unexpectedly...Wu Chenghou was the first to enter."
After everyone else bowed one by one.
Zhou Qing did not stay here any longer. He turned around and walked towards the direction of the National Protectorate Academy. Someone had already brought horses in the distance.
As for Yun Shu, he was accompanying him on the carriage.
"Fusu!"
"You have managed the land of the Prime Minister very well. This time... you have also done a good job in the things His Majesty has asked you to do. Where do you want to go next?"
Returning with the large team from the National Protectorate Academy, Zhou Qing held the reins and was not very fast.
He talked a little with Meng Wu, the grand sacrificial wine, and then the words fell on Fusu who was standing aside.
The matter with Marquis Wu Cheng will eventually come to an end. According to the information I have received, there is already a new county magistrate there...
Fusu will have new arrangements next.
"uncle!"
"Thank you for the compliment, uncle. In fact, everything is the result of the grand sacrificial wine and your joint efforts."
"Fusu didn't dare to take the credit."
“As for where to go next, I haven’t decided yet!”
Fusu bowed his hand.
He smiled and looked at his uncle.
Even though this uncle is only a few years older than me.
But... I have to say, compared to this uncle, well... there is no comparison.
There is no going back to the place where I am.
Where to go next?
I'm afraid I have to wait for arrangements from my father and the government.
"In recent days, there have been rumors in Xianyang that His Majesty may want to make you the crown prince. What do you think...?"
Fusu’s place to go.
You don't have to worry about it yourself.
Looking at this nephew, he has indeed changed a lot. He has experienced two great universities, the army, and the county magistrate... and has gained a lot of experience.
But... it's not enough.
As he spoke, there was a slight smile on his face, and he didn't avoid anything. He spoke and looked at Fusu.
"..."
"uncle!"
"This..., Fusu has been here to take care of the affairs of Marquis Wu Cheng for the past few days, and the news from Xianyang is unknown."
"But..., the Crown Prince and Crown Prince... is the Holy Father of the Emperor. How can there be so many people in Xianyang?"
Fusu looked stunned for a moment.
Then..., he bowed quickly, shook his head, and said quickly.
On the side, Meng Wu, who was drinking at the Grand Ceremony, was also startled. The Marquis of Wuzhen County asked this question... It was really sudden and abrupt, and he himself was not good at words.
After thinking about it, he pressed down the horse under him with one hand and raised his palm slightly to signal the people behind him to slow down and stay away from the two princes and princes at the moment.
It's better to avoid some things yourself.
"Hahaha, there's no need to be nervous, uncle just wants to have a casual chat with you."
"The matter of the Crown Prince and Crown Prince is naturally decided by His Majesty, but...don't you want to become the Crown Prince and Crown Prince?"
Zhou Qing’s laughter.
Looking at the small movements of Meng Wu and others, he shook his head and waved his hand to Fusu.
"uncle!"
"My uncle joked that in matters like this... my father should have a choice!"
Fusu was also dumbfounded, then smiled slightly, raised his hands and looked at his uncle.
The entire Qin State is afraid that only my uncle can speak like this about the crown prince and the crown prince, if it falls on other important ministers.
I'm afraid there will be considerable trouble.
"So you don't want to be the crown prince?"
"In that case, when my uncle returns to Xianyang from this trip, I will talk to His Majesty."
Zhou Qing smiled and said slowly again.
Although Fusu has made some progress, now it seems that... he is still not that interesting.
"..."
"uncle!"
"this……."
Fusu paused for a moment and looked even more surprised. He didn't know whether his uncle was joking with him or something else.
The position of Crown Prince and Crown Prince.
I'm afraid any prince from the royal family would want it.
I want it myself.
If you say it...it would be a bit frivolous.
If it is as my uncle said, it is not what I mean.
"When the National Protectorate Academy was first established, I once told the students of the National Protectorate Academy that soldiers who do not want to become generals are not good soldiers."
"You have made a lot of progress in handling political affairs now."
"But... becoming a king is completely different from becoming a famous minister."
Seeing Fusu's confused look at this moment, Zhou Qing smiled again.
He naturally knew what Fusu was thinking, but... he still had a lot of shackles in his heart. After all, the young boy was taught under the knee of Queen Mother Huayang and had a lot of influence.
Some things just need to be discussed.
What Fusu has experienced now can make him a good general and a good civil servant.
But it is difficult to become a king.
"uncle!"
Fusu didn't dare to say anything.
There are some things that my uncle can say but I cannot.
"What do you think of Fusu at Dajijiu?"
After a while, the team was organized, and Meng Wu and his party followed. Thinking of Meng Wu's little action just now, Zhou Qing looked over with a smile again.
"..."
"The prince!"
"Master Fusu...is your Majesty's eldest son. He has been taught for a long time and has a lot of experience. He is very good!"
Meng Wu suddenly thought that the prince could really ask himself questions.
This question...is not easy to answer.
Who knows if there is any profound meaning in the question of the prince.