"Sir, what do you think Fusu should do now?" An Qisheng also bowed to ask for advice.
He is really not good at this kind of conspiracy and palace fighting, so he can only place his hope in Qili Ting.
Qi Liting looked at Fusu and sighed, "Confucianism has taught you how to be a benevolent king, but you yourself must also learn how to be a tyrant!"
"Ah?" Fusu was stunned, becoming a tyrant?
"Restrain your younger brothers and sisters, and restrain the courtiers in Xianyang." Qili Ting said seriously.
"For example, you can find the most out-of-the-box guys, threaten them, and make them work for you!"
"Please Tingzu teach me!" Fusu bowed again and asked.
"It's very simple. For example, the young master Jiang Lu and his brothers are not weak in their maternal lineage, and they are also the most qualified to compete with you."
"However, sometimes competitors can also be used. You can tell them that if anything happens to the First Emperor and Lord Long, no matter who is responsible, you will kill them directly and use them to take the blame!"
Fusu and An Qisheng were also stunned, could they still play like this?
"Isn't this a very simple truth? Someone can blame you, why can't you blame others?"
"And now that you are the prince supervising the country, the power of the entire Xianyang and the army are in your hands. As long as there is any trouble, push them out as soon as possible to take the blame. If the matter is settled, your father will be punished at most.
Can a rebuke from the emperor really destroy you?"
"Sometimes the truth is not that important!"
Qili Ting said calmly, Qili had been squatting at home by the Wei River for so many years, and he was already very familiar with Xianyang and the battles in the Qin Palace.
The so-called respect between brothers and brothers is sometimes more than just respect between brothers and brothers.
If you want to gain the respect and love of your younger brothers and sisters, it is not enough to just rely on family affection and care. Being in an imperial family, you also need to make them fear you!
If you cannot instill a sense of awe in them, problems will arise sooner or later.
"I can't put the blame on my brother Jianglu and the others!" Fusu looked at Qiliting and thought for a long time before speaking.
"Why are you so stupid?" Qili Ting scolded in dissatisfaction, "Who said you were asked to blame them?"
"Didn't you just say that you wanted Fusu to push them out as scapegoats?" Fusu whispered.
"You didn't take anything Guo Kai taught you to heart!" Qi Liting sighed.
"This is called risk sharing. If nothing happens, there is no need to find a scapegoat."
"You can invite the generals and others out, hold candles at night, talk about the future, and then tell them your guesses. As long as the forces behind them are not stupid, they will know what will happen."
"In this case, the maternal family behind them not only dare not make any more changes, but also ensure that no accidents occur and help you control the entire Xianyang situation!"
An Qisheng's eyes lit up. Sure enough, the heart of playing politics is really dirty. A few or two people have hundreds of tricks.
He was really worried about whether Fusu could understand the game.
"If it doesn't work, you should go and become your disciple, King Jian of Qi. He is also a good master of the emperor's mental skills. The entire Qi clan has been psychologically affected by his tricks!" Qi Liting sighed.
He only had a partial understanding of the emperor's mind. The real boss still had to look to the First Emperor and King Jian of Qi.
"Qi Wangjian?" An Qisheng and Fusu were stunned again. They did not expect that the person recommended by Qi Liting would be Qi Wangjian.
"That guy, before he abdicated, made a fuss over the entire Qi State's court and clan, and all the Qi State's wealth was swept away by him. Otherwise, how do you think he became the Minister of Bosi Temple in Daqin City?
"Qili Ting expressed that she felt very tired.
You don't even understand the ruthless people under your command, how can you play with those old fritters in Xianyang?
"What about Feng Quji, the censor?" Fusu suddenly thought that the First Emperor had left Feng Quji to him to assist him.
"Feng Quji was left by the First Emperor and Lord Long to help you manage the affairs of the court. He did not teach you how to balance the court." Qili Ting became even more helpless.
Feng Quji is just a bastard, a neutral fence-sitter. Do you expect him to teach you this?
Who would help you do these offending things if you are not a relative or an acquaintance?
"If you don't understand it now, you can still learn it, but you won't be able to understand it in the future!"
"We are not dead yet, so we can allow you to make mistakes, but in the future we are no longer here, what are you going to do?"
"Giving you the power to supervise the country also allows you to start cultivating your own power. Your brothers can be your enemies, but they can also be your helpers!"
"It all depends on how you choose!"
Qili Ting taught Fusu a lot, and Fusu also memorized it very carefully.
So, the next day, Fusu summoned his brothers and sisters in the East Palace.
There were no threats or accusations.
"Brother General Lu, have you ever thought about supervising the army?" Fusu asked, looking at the second prince, Jiang Lu, who was not much younger than him.
"Ah?" Jiang Lu didn't expect Fusu to ask him this.
He had thought about becoming a general of Great Qin in the future, but he also knew that it would not be easy.
"My uncle led the army to march south, but in terms of logistics and supplies, the emperor cannot trust those people in Western Shu. My younger brother has been in Xianyang for a longer time. Who do you think is suitable to be the supervisor of the army and go to Western Shu to help my uncle stabilize the supplies in the rear?" Fusu continued.
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"Longxi Marquis, General Li Xin!" General Lu said without thinking.
His maternal line is from the Li family, so he has some kinship with Li Xin, so he naturally thinks of Li Xin.
"Okay, tomorrow I will issue an order to transfer General Li Xin to Xishu to supervise the management of grain and grass. My younger brother can also follow General Li Xin on the expedition, serve as the supervisor of the army, and learn how to command the army!" Fusu said with a smile.
Jiang Lu nodded, a little confused, not knowing what Fu Su meant by this move.
Fusu didn't say much more to Jiang Lu, and instead looked at his other brothers and sisters, and then asked them to recommend people, and then made various arrangements, focusing on being a brother, friend, and brother.
"Terrible Fusu!" After the banquet was over, all the princes and princesses returned to their palaces. After telling the people behind them what they had seen today, they all came to the same conclusion.
This means that they are all tied to the chariot. No matter if something happens to the Dragon Lord or the First Emperor, none of them can escape the responsibility.
In particular, Fusu, as the prince overseeing the country, has the right to kill first and report later if something goes wrong, and can determine the nature of the incident before the First Emperor and Lord Long return to Xianyang to take charge of the overall situation.
Especially since Li Xin, as the general of the North, Fu Su could actually use the power of supervising the country, and transferred him to Western Shu with a transfer order, it was not only to drag Jiang Lu's line into trouble, but also to frighten them.
Even the generals of the Northern Territory could not be mobilized by the First Emperor, so it would be easy to kill them.