Chapter 584 Leading a Team

Li Mu has entered the Meng Palace!

Those despicable Zhao people, how did they get involved with the Meng family?

At such a crucial moment, how could we let the Zhao people escape? The Zhao people are indeed cunning!

Li Mu, who had exhausted all his efforts to appease the King of Qin's anger, was completely unaware that the reputation of the Zhao people had suffered even more.

As a general stationed on the border, he wouldn't have been able to enter the Meng Mansion if it weren't for his record of defeating the Xiongnu.

After presenting his visiting card and actually meeting General Meng Ao, Li Mu finally understood that Zhao Ji was never the problem; she had been after them from the very beginning.

To be frank, apart from him and Pang Nuan, there really weren't any valuable people in the upper echelons of the Zhao faction.

What appeared to be a conflict between Chu and Zhao ultimately saw the King of Qin effortlessly gain complete control over Zhao. No, Chu's fervent and unequivocal support for Qin could also be seen as a form of silent assimilation into Qin's power.

No wonder Qin was destined for power; Zhao's defeat was not unjust.

Ying Zheng, who was only trying to avenge his son, received Li Mu's years of experience in training troops and fighting against the Xiongnu, along with corresponding maps and even a map of discovered minerals, which were handed over by Meng Ao. He raised an eyebrow slightly.

If he wanted to think about things in a happier way, he could have considered it that way. That's right, he was the resourceful and far-sighted Qin Shi Huang.

“In that case, let him continue to guard the border,” Ying Zheng said, tracing the map of the frontier with his finger. “Tell him that if he can defeat the Xiongnu, I will bestow upon him the title of Marquis of Guannei!”

"!" Upon hearing Meng Ao's message, Li Mu's eyes widened. Did this mean he wouldn't have to participate in the competition and would be directly appointed to a position?

“That’s right,” Meng Ao nodded, “His Majesty is lenient, knowing that this matter has nothing to do with General Li, and also values ​​your talent…”

Meng Ao patted his shoulder forcefully: "General, don't disappoint His Majesty."

"General, rest assured, I will certainly live up to His Majesty's expectations!"

Li Mu solemnly promised that he knew Meng Ao was only addressing him as general out of respect for His Majesty, and that Qin was never short of generals who guarded the borders. As a former official of Zhao, the possibility of him being dismissed was not small.

Now that His Majesty has set aside past grievances and is willing to continue employing him, and still thinks highly of him, what is there that he cannot do?

If he can't defeat Zhao Ji, can't he defeat the Xiongnu?

...

"Don't you have anything to ask?"

Faced with Ying Zheng's sudden question, Fusu shook his head vigorously, "No."

He wasn't curious at all. He could gossip with other people, but talking to his father would only create more tasks for him!

Anyway, he figured it out. One minute his father taught him that "if you can't lead a team, you'll just work yourself to death," and the next minute his father was making him work like a team!

"I have ordered Li Mu to guard the border!"

Fusu didn't ask, but Ying Zheng insisted on telling him. Seeing Fusu trying to suppress his curiosity, Ying Zheng felt much better.

"I also said that if he can defeat the Xiongnu, I will make him a Marquis within the Pass."

Fusu silently turned around, covered his ears, and pretended not to hear anything.

Ying Zheng covered his shoulder and turned him around.

"Beyond the Central Plains, there are many tribes. Do you know why I am targeting the Xiongnu?"

Fu Su pursed his lips: "I don't think it's a big problem. Go ahead and target me if you want. I support you."

He patted Ying Zheng's arm in a perfunctory manner, but this tactic no longer worked. Ying Zheng continued to stare at him: "I ask why."

"It's a bit unreasonable for you to target them for not knowing the reason."

Fusu's expression was exaggerated, but when he met Ying Zheng's calm expression, his face instantly fell, and he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Do I really need to know?"

"must."

Ying Zheng gently patted his shoulder: "I believe you can do it, so..."

"So?" Fusu tentatively raised his eyes.

"So, hand in your policy proposal tomorrow."

Is there any room for negotiation?

"No."

"All right……"

Fusu left dejectedly, but the moment he stepped out of the palace gate, he immediately straightened his back and ran as fast as he could.

"Yi!"

Before he could even bow, Meng Yi was suddenly bumped into by the eldest son. He wasn't surprised at all; on the contrary, he was extremely frightened: "Eldest son, just say it, who did you hit?"

Fusu rolled his eyes without any politeness. "What are you fighting for? Can't you have a little love for peace?"

Meng Yi scratched his head awkwardly, "Then what does Young Master want me to do...? Zifang is better at tricking people..."

Fusu shook his head speechlessly, put his hands behind his back, and walked around him again and again. "Let me test you."

"Huh? Huh?"

"What 'huh'? Listen to the question!"

Meng Yi straightened his chest instinctively, and Fusu nodded in satisfaction, asking, "What tribes are there outside the Central Plains?"

This question directly touched on Meng Yi's area of ​​expertise, and he immediately replied, "The main nomadic tribes in the north are the Donghu, Linhu, Loufan, and Xiongnu, with the Xiongnu being the strongest."

"The western tribes were numerous, scattered among streams and valleys, without a unified leader. They were mainly composed of the Mianzhu, Kunrong, Di, and Huan, as well as some remnants of the Yiqu."

"In the south there are tribes such as Baiyue, Yelang, Qielan, Dian, Jiuyi, and Baipu, whose living environment is complex and easy to defend but difficult to attack."

Fusu nodded repeatedly and continued to ask, "Then which of these tribes do you want to attack?"

"Me?" Meng Yi thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Can't we fight them all?"

"You really are a warmonger! You can only choose one!"

“Oh,” Meng Yi’s voice was filled with regret, “If I had to choose one… the Xiongnu.”

Fusu raised an eyebrow slightly: "Why?"

"The western tribes are not a threat, and the southern tribes are not very aggressive. Only the northern tribes frequently invade Qin, especially the Xiongnu, whose power is the greatest. Defeating the Xiongnu will first eliminate the threat on the border, and secondly, deter the other tribes."

"Well said!"

Fusu clapped his hands, "I knew I hadn't been wrong!"

"You flatter me, sir."

Meng Yi smiled as he was praised in one sentence.

Fusu patted his arm, but couldn't reach his shoulder.

"Here's what I'll do: write up a policy proposal, and I'll let my father take a look. I'll arrange a good job for you! Your talent shouldn't be wasted!"

“My lord…” Meng Yi was moved, but still hesitated, “However, my policy proposal is not well written…”

"It's alright, just ask Xiao Lou. We're all friends, he'll definitely be willing to help you."

Fusu enthusiastically offered him advice, and Meng Yi was quickly persuaded, happily going to Zhang Liang for help.

Fusu watched his retreating figure with satisfaction. Alright, the task has been passed on. Sure enough, he's the best at leading a team.