The middle-aged man dressed in simple linen clothes smiled.
"Master Fan let me think for myself."
"I think Yingzheng had a profound meaning in transferring Fusu from the position of Prime Minister and appointing him as the Prime Minister of Sishui County."
"For farm business?"
"For the sake of me and other old people from other countries?"
Master Fan!
The young man shook his head. In recent months, Master Fan has asked him to think about many things. If he can't figure it out, he can discuss it with him.
Unlike before, if you ask yourself, he will tell you directly.
Although it's for your own good.
But...for a while, I was really not used to it.
In short, as the eldest son of the State of Qin, he is now the magistrate of Sishui County, and it is definitely not just for the sake of Sishui County, because... Sishui County does not have that qualification yet.
"Maybe it's everything you said."
"Those things are difficult for a father to be sure of."
"The only thing that's certain is that the answer will come out soon."
"The Land of Xiaxiang... has changed a lot. Fortunately, Wang Jian is dead, otherwise... I don't know what will happen to the Land of Xiaxiang!"
"If Fusu has the previous methods, I'm afraid if he is given another year or two, the Xiang family's foundation here will be greatly damaged."
The middle-aged man nodded in response.
This son still needs to continue to temper himself a little or two.
Although I am not a soldier, I also know the importance of decision-making.
In the future, if Yu'er wants to command an army, he must be careful in making decisions. That is the foundation of a great general. As for analyzing the various possibilities of things.
Others can be substituted.
The power of the Xiang clan in Xiaxiang Land still exists at seven levels, and the remaining two and three levels were all lost while Fusu was the county magistrate.
Judging from the strategies of Fusu's fall that we have observed along the way, Fusu...should have a follow-up strategy that can completely wipe out everything in the past in the entire land of Xiangxiang.
Fortunately, he is gone.
Even better, Wang Jian is gone too.
The Qin general who once led the Qin army to attack Chu died.
He deserves to die!
"Wang Jian!"
"snort!"
The young man is no stranger to Wang Jian. In the past, when the Chu army was defeated, he was also with his great father.
Five to six hundred thousand Chu troops were defeated.
Chu State fell!
King Chu is dead!
Countless old families were wiped out!
Those old people who refuse to supply the army with grain, grass and baggage should be killed!
Qin general Wang Jian deserves to die!
Now that Wang Jian is dead, it seems that there is no peerless general like Wang Jian in the Qin army, but... Wang Ben, Meng Tian and others should not be underestimated.
Sooner or later... I have to get back everything I lost.
"Wang Jian is dead."
"Wang Ben was promoted to the title of Marquis of Che, and was named Marquis of Tongwu!"
"Qin has another Chehou."
"The land of Dongjun exerts great pressure on Qilu, Yanzhao, and the Central Plains!"
"Yu'er, we still need to wait."
"Need to wait for the best time."
The middle-aged man sighed.
Father!
His father fought all his life, and the Xiang clan rose to prominence because of his father, and even became a powerful clan not inferior to Qu Zhaojing of Chu State.
Fiefdom Jiangdong!
It is not inferior to the fiefdoms of those old families.
The Xiang clan rose because of the Chu State, and it was also because of the Chu State that fell into its current situation.
Want to regain your glory?
There is only one way, and that is for Qin to cease to exist.
There are too many traces of Qin in Xiaxiang City.
Fusu... this young master of the Qin Kingdom... is not weak in his methods.
Marching ahead, turned an intersection and headed to an ordinary place in the city.
That was the place where the Xiang clan settled.
"Over the years... what I have heard the most is the word wait!"
"Father!"
"Sometimes, fighter planes are not waiting for you, but you create them yourself."
"Father, what do you think the state of Qin will be like if that Fusu dies in Sishui County?"
The young man frowned.
Now I am getting more and more tired of waiting for two words.
wait!
I thought it was nothing.
It means passive.
The opportunities that await... are too few and far between.
And everything in the future is unknown, and the real opportunities... need to be grasped by oneself.
"Fusu?"
"If he died in Surabaya County, maybe many people would die in Surabaya County."
"Many, many old people from all countries will also die."
"..."
"He can't die!"
The middle-aged man's steps suddenly stagnated.
Is this what your son thinks?
Kill Fusu, the eldest son of Qin?
As the eldest son of Qin State, if Fusu died in Sishui County, it would undoubtedly be a great disaster for Sishui County.
The farmers are afraid that they will all be wiped out.
It will only involve more and more people.
"What about Qin itself?"
The young man did not discuss those losses.
war!
Someone is always going to die.
It's normal for some people to die.
As long as the purpose can be achieved.
"Ying Zheng has many sons."
"Especially his favorite Mrs. Li has three children."
"Young Master Tianming is currently in Nanhai County. He... has a special status and cannot inherit the throne."
"That means the young master is most likely to have sex."
"..., the gain outweighs the loss."
The death of a young master, Fusu, would naturally have an impact within the Qin State.
But it won't be a big blow.
Especially relative to the losses suffered by the old people of the Shandong states.
"This is it."
Shake his head and swing with one hand.
The idea of a son is not feasible. Kill Ying Zheng’s son?
It will only make the rest of their lives more difficult.
Walking along a relatively familiar road, we came to a mansion that had not changed much. This mansion... was not luxurious, but rather withered.
The traces of wind and rain on the door can be seen.
He walked closer and pulled up the bronze door bolt, knocking it rhythmically.
"Tianming!"
"Father, I want to go and see the dawn."
"He is now in Nanhai County, where my uncle said that merchant ships can come and go."
Looking at the unfamiliar place in front of him, the young man didn't ask any questions.
In his early years, he had been living with his eldest father, and the land of Xiaxiang and Jiangdong were both taken care of and operated by his father.
"Heading to Nanhai County?"
"Not for now."
"Big events are going to happen in Surabaya County next, and the Xiang family needs to take action."
"You can't leave!"
After a complicated knock on the door, the two of them waited quietly outside the door.
Nanhai County!
There may be no danger there, but now is not the right time.
"I wonder how Tianming is doing now?"
"Ten years is too long."
"Is he really planning to serve as a county magistrate for Lu Feng for ten years?"
In Zhu Xiajian, I didn’t have many friends.
Even Ziqi, Xiaolan and the others are very respectful to him, as he is the young master of the Xiang clan.
There is always something different between them and myself.
Only dawn.
I miss him.
And he chose ten years for the sake of thousands of people in the Mo family.
"Yu'er, once we understand the situation in Surabaya County, you can do whatever you want."
"Right now..., well, you are..., where is Uncle Ji?"
The door of the ancient courtyard that had been hit by wind and rain opened in front of them, and what appeared in front of them was a young man in a black gown.
She combed her long hair and tied it up casually with a wooden hairpin. She looked very elegant, but... the middle-aged man outside the door didn't know this person.
It should be Uncle Ji who opened the door.
Ji Bo, a retainer of the Xiang clan, is responsible for the affairs of the Prime Minister's Land. Ji Bo has been in contact with them in recent years.