Because these tens of millions of troops are about to arrive, Qin is plunged into the haze of war.
Due to the hard-working economic model and the withdrawal of a large number of wealthy people and businessmen, Qin's newly emerging economy and business environment immediately declined and returned to the previous state, even worse than before.
Such changes naturally made the suppressed powerful families rejoice in their misfortune, and some people began to spread rumors among the people, saying that Mu Chen was responsible for such war risks.
Many people in the world blindly follow the crowd and follow the trend, and many people have begun to speak out among the people to resist Mu Chen's reforms.
"Demon Mu Chen, get out of Qin!"
"Get out of Qin and put an end to the war!"
On the street, many people were provoked by the rumor makers and began to demonstrate on the street.
In the army, many generals who came from powerful families began to resign, which led many soldiers to retire as well.
Throughout the Qin Dynasty, there was serious civil strife in the military and political affairs, and people were panicked.
Under this situation, Feng Changqing was also exhausted and busy dealing with everything.
However, many people saw the hope of life in the reform and supported King Qin and Mu Chen, and many conflicts broke out with the opponents.
"Your Majesty, General Wang of the Huwei Army has resigned. This is his resignation letter!"
"Your Majesty, Qian Jun, the deputy general staff officer of Feilong Army, also resigned."
Many resignation letters were put on Feng Changqing's desk, and Feng Changqing's face became increasingly ugly as he looked at them.
"These bastards, please go away. I originally wanted to find an opportunity to fire them!" Feng Changqing said fiercely. Despite his words, he was still extremely angry in his heart.
General Wen Boyu under Feng Changqing's command said with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty, our military strength is not as good as the Imperial Army's. Now with such internal and external troubles, a conflict is about to break out with the Imperial Army. We absolutely have no hope at all.
Is it really necessary to break out such a war and conflict with the Imperial Capital over one person, affecting countless people?"
Feng Changqing looked at the general he had always trusted with cold eyes: "Wen Boyu, are you afraid?"
Wen Boyu cupped his fists and said, "I'm not afraid, but I'm afraid that Mu Chen will implicate you, the prince, and the entire Qin Dynasty. Although his reforms are good, they are too targeted at the powerful and aristocratic families, and are not in line with today's situation."
Condition."
"If it is for the prince, I will live and die for you, I will be willing to do so, but if it is for Mu Chen, I will feel dissatisfied."
Feng Changqing fell silent when he heard this.
In fact, he felt hesitant and struggling in his heart.
Are those reforms made by Master really wrong?
Although the ideal is good, it seems a bit unrealistic.
Do you really want to persist like this? Maybe there is a chance to look back now.
No, we can’t look back. If we look back, what will happen to the Fengyun Empire’s human race in the future?
He struggled, hesitated, and hesitated in his heart.
Feng Changqing felt upset and walked out of the main hall and Prince Qin's Mansion.
When we came to the street, the whole street was now deserted and no longer as lively as before.
Before the news came that the army was coming to attack Qin, the royal capital was so lively. Caravans from all directions gathered here, and people on the streets were crowded with people. They took out the extra supplies at home and sold them. It was prosperous. That was the royal capital.
Prosperity like never seen before.
Feng Changqing walked on the deserted street, with only a few people coming and going, looking in a hurry.
He also felt a strong sense of desolation in his heart.
At this time, he stopped and came to a small stall.
This stall is a noodle stall. There is not a single customer in the stall, but the old man who owns the stall has not closed the stall yet.
Feng Changqing went over and sat down and said, "Elder, please bring me a bowl of noodles."
The old man asked: "What noodles do you want to eat, Master?"
Feng Changqing said: "What kind of noodles is the best here, elder?"
The old man smiled and said, "Mr. Mu Chen has eaten this spicy mutton noodles before, and he always praised it after eating it."
Feng Changqing asked with a smile: "Mr. Mu has come here to eat noodles? Then give me a bowl too."
"Haha, okay, I have eaten it before. Mr. Mu is a real gourmet. He knows how to eat. He can even eat some of the unique recipes added to the old noodles."
The old man smiled and began to take out the fermented dough, start pulling and cooking noodles.
Feng Changqing said: "I think there are not many people and no business nowadays. Many people blame Mr. Mu."
The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "People are all like this. When Mr. Mu first carried out reforms and attracted a large number of businessmen, everyone's business was easy to do, everyone made money, and everyone praised Mr. Mu."
"Now I heard that the powerful families have united to suppress Mr. Mu, and the imperial army has come to intervene. The businessmen have all run away, and everyone's business has stopped. Naturally, they started to curse again."
Feng Changqing said: "The elders are transparent, what do the elders think of Mr. Mu?"
The old man kept pulling and shaking his face, and said: "I am just an ordinary person doing a small business. I dare not make random comments about Mr. Mu, but I think Mr. Mu is a sincere person who is good for us common people, not to mention his actions.
Those reform measures mean that after he came to Qin, those of us who are doing small business have lived a more dignified life."
“We used to set up a stall here, and local gangsters would come over to collect a few cents of the rent, and people from the government would come over from time to time to make a few payments. The money we earned in a year was barely sufficient for food and clothing.”
"After Mr. Mu came, the local gangsters no longer dared to come and cause trouble for us. When the officials saw us, they all started to talk kindly. I really felt a bit of human dignity."
"Have you heard of this young master, that Earl Wang's son, Wang Le?"
Feng Changqing nodded: "I heard something."
The old man lowered himself into the pot and cursed in disgust: "That Wang Le is really nothing. Once, I saw with my own eyes that he fell in love with a woman from a good family, and she was a married woman. As a result, he directly killed the woman's husband and killed her husband.
The woman was robbed and taken to the house, and two months later her body was found in a ditch on our street. She was so miserable, with not a single piece of good flesh on her body."
"There was no one to take care of it before, and it was useless to report to the officials. Mr. Mu and the prince came back and formulated the new law and arrested the beast directly. The prince's personal trial was very satisfying. The beast is still in the prison, waiting to be interrogated and executed.
Woolen cloth!"
"Although people in Qin are now panicked and may be going to war. Everyone blames Mr. Mu, but I know very well what will happen if the army comes? Kill us people? We are also citizens of Fengyun Empire, but there is no such thing.
Mr. Mu, even if there was no war in Qin, ordinary people like us would still have no dignity at all."
While the old man was talking, he poured some spicy oil and minced meat on it and brought the noodles to the table. Feng Changqing picked up the chopsticks and ate them, praising: "It's really delicious, sir. Thank you. This bowl of noodles made me happy."
The old man chuckled: "I should thank you for taking care of my business. Your Majesty, it is our blessing to have you and Mr. Mu in Qin."
"Oh, you always know me?"
"I've seen you several times from a distance."
"Haha, I see. Mr. Mu and I both find this delicious. After the war, I invite you to open a restaurant on Xuanwu Street, the busiest street."
"This kind of opportunity should be left to young people. I'm old and I don't care if I make more or less. If I leave this place, I may not be able to find those old customers, and I can't bear to leave them."