51 Chapter 51
◎Summer. ◎
The Battle of Qin and Zhao ended with a great victory for Qin. The map hanging in the Qin King's bedroom was refurbished again, and the territory of Qin expanded again.
Because he had been accompanying his father to read the memorials recently, Fusu was the first to know about the rewards and punishments after the war and the reactions of Wei and Han, which followed the Qin army.
The bravery and strength of the Qin army once again frightened Wei and Han. Although they captured cities and territories in this battle, they did not dare to ask for even a palm-sized piece of land. There were even many voices in Wei and Han saying that they might as well give some more land to Qin!
In addition to these two places, this battle also affected the State of Yan.
Confronted by the Qin envoys about Prince Dan's escape, the King of Yan finally stopped playing dead. If he truly feared Qin, he wouldn't have sent Prince Dan as a hostage. Now that Qin and Yan were on the verge of becoming neighbors, he was naturally even more panicked. He hurriedly summoned his court officials to discuss how to submit to the Qin King. Furthermore, the King of Yan also sent envoys to Zhao, as their two countries were now in a mutually exclusive relationship.
When Ying Zheng heard this news, he just sneered and ignored it.
Fusu commented on this: "A dying struggle."
Ying Zheng was drinking tea. This was new tea sent as tribute from Shu. It was made using a new tea-frying method and brewed in a glass. It was very refreshing and Ying Zheng liked it very much.
Glass has also developed its second use, which is to be used as a cup for making tea. Because of its transparent texture, the floating tea leaves can be seen, which has won the favor of some people.
Ying Zheng put down his cup and asked, "How do you think I should deal with Prince Dan?"
Fusu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Let's see what the King of Yan says first."
"It's not a matter of life and death yet. The King of Yan will protect his prince." Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at the green tea.
This is not because the King of Yan loves his son so much, but for the King of Yan, the life or death of Prince Dan is proof of Qin's attitude towards Yan.
Even a rabbit bites when it is cornered. Ying Zheng just wanted to make the King of Yan feel oppressed and did not want him to do anything desperate. Therefore, after the Yan State sent a large number of treasures and submitted to the king, the King of Qin was lenient and forgave Prince Dan.
When Fusu received the news, he and Li Ying were the only ones in the room. Li Ying curled her lips and said, "Prince Dan is not free yet. How can this be called forgiveness? Your father is clearly playing word games."
Fusu was unconcerned: "The King of Yan doesn't care whether his son is free or not. He just wants to know that the King of Qin doesn't blame Yan. That's enough."
"Alas," Li Ying said, "The King of Yan is probably thinking he can hold on for as long as he can. He's farther away from Qin, and there's Zhao blocking his way. By the time Qin gets to him, he'll have been dead for ages."
Fusu said, "It's no big deal if they fight right in front of us. The last time Yan was nearly destroyed, it wasn't long ago. Besides, it wasn't a big deal. Didn't they have King Zhao of Yan right after that?"
Li Ying sighed twice and said, "It's a pity that at the end of the Warring States period, only Qin State produced Qin Shi Huang, and good luck did not befall the people of Yan State."
Fusu complained, "My father is unmatched and incomparable. Is there anyone worthy enough to compare with him?"
Li Ying raised her phone and said, "I suggest you go talk to them."
Fusu didn't want to argue with anyone, so he rolled his eyes and picked up his pen to write.
Li Ying came over curiously and asked, "Master, what are you writing again?"
Fusu said, "Write a letter to Han Fei."
Li Ying counted on her fingers and said, "Han Fei hasn't replied to your letter for more than half a month. Is he sick again?"
"I'm not sick, but... I'm definitely in a bad mood, so I'm probably too lazy to pay attention to me." Fusu said while multitasking.
"He ignores you, why do you care about him?" Li Yingqi asked.
Fusu said: "Communicating with him is very useful. I need his ideas to help improve Qin law, so I have to coax him."
Li Ying paused and corrected him, "Young Master, there's a phrase in this world called 'respecting the virtuous and humble.'"
"One idea..." Fusu said, "I thought of something. Han offered Nanyang to our Qin State. You must not know this."
Li Ying said, "I know. But shouldn't this be next year?"
Fusu shrugged. "The Qin army has been equipped with horse harnesses and has even more powerful cavalry. Isn't that a sign of no progress at all?"
"Then...what about Wei?" Li Ying asked.
Fusu looked up and smiled: "What do you think?"
Li Ying sighed: "Today we will cede five cities, tomorrow we will cede ten cities..."
Fusu said, "You'd better shut up."
Li Ying said earnestly, "My Lord, you must learn to draw lessons from history. If you don't like The Six Kingdoms, I still have The Qin Dynasty."
"Thank you so much." Fusu said unhappily, "But it's not necessary. I've read it."
Li Ying's face was full of regret.
Fusu sealed the letter and said, "Since you are bored, how about running an errand for me?"
"It's not impossible, but..." Li Ying said, "Can I go out for a walk?"
"It's not impossible, but..." Fusu said, "If you can keep strolling, just go ahead."
At first, Li Ying didn't understand what was going on and excitedly took the token out of the palace, until he was ruthlessly brushed with dust in his face.
Where is the cement? Build the road!
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It was hot in the summer, and Fusu became less willing to go out. Every day, except for practicing martial arts, he would just stay in his room reading and practicing calligraphy next to the ice mirror.
Because he was afraid of heat, there were two ice jars and several ice basins in the room, which made it especially cool. As soon as Meng Hua entered the room, he shook his shoulders and said, "It's so cold."
Fusu blinked and said, "Is there?"
Meng Hua looked at his own clothes, then at Fusu's, and said helplessly, "My Lord, if you could wear one less piece of clothing and put one less ice jar in, wouldn't that be just right?"
Fusu shook his head and thought to himself, you don’t understand, I am a ghost, and we ghosts like it to be cold like this.
Fusu first ordered a servant to take one of his outer robes and hand it to Meng Hua, then asked, "What do you want?"
"Oh!" Meng Hua said with a smile, "Young Master, we will go home this afternoon. I'll bring you some fruit when I come back!"
The fruits nowadays tasted very ordinary, and Fusu didn't like them very much, so he said, "I don't lack them here. You have many people in your family, so just keep them and enjoy them slowly. There's no need to bring them to me specially."
Meng Hua glanced at his ice jar and said, "The eldest master doesn't like to eat fruit, he only likes to drink water, and hot water at that."
It’s really hard to figure out whether he is afraid of cold or heat.
"Hot water is good. You should drink more hot water too." Fusu said with a smile, "Don't put the water in the ice container to cool it before drinking it. Your stomach won't be able to handle it."
Meng Hua stuck out his tongue and said, "Young Master, I have changed. Besides, it's so cold in your room, and you're still blaming me."
Fusu stretched out his arms and said, "It's cold here, but I'm wearing plenty of clothes."
Meng Hua couldn't understand.
Fusu smiled and said, "Shall I pack a few boxes of snacks for you to take back?"
Meng Hua smiled and agreed, then said, "Master, give some not only to me but also to Li You. He said last time he came back that his sister Shi Lan likes the cakes in the palace."
Fusu paused and said, "I've tasted Madam Li's snacks, and they're no worse than the ones in the palace. I guess the little girl doesn't eat much, so she thinks the ones Li You brought back are better."
Meng Hua smiled and said, "My dear, Sister Shi Lan is the same age as me, but she is older than you, so you can't call her a little girl."
Fusu said casually: "I still think you are a child, and she is half a month younger than you."
"How can I be a child..." Meng Hua was suddenly startled and asked curiously, "How did the eldest master know that she is half a month younger than me?"
The last time they talked about these family matters, Fusu was not there, so he shouldn't have known about it.
Fusu froze for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "Maybe I heard one of you mention it before, but I can't remember clearly."
"Oh!" Meng Hua did not doubt him and continued, "His little sister is the same age as my sister. If they were a few years older, they could play together, just like me and the eldest master."
Fusu smiled. Considering the future relationship between Li Si and Meng Tian, it would be difficult to see their children playing together except in Fusu's place.
The two chatted for a while, and just as Meng Hua was about to leave, someone from Ying Zheng's palace came to invite Fusu over.
At this time, you might get roasted if you go out.
Fusu tried to look at the sun outside, but his view was blocked by the door and the gauze-covered windows. He then realized that he had forgotten something important.
Perhaps because glass and porcelain were made together, he subconsciously put glass and porcelain on the same level, ignoring the many practical values of glass.
For example, windows.
Thinking of this, Fusu stood up and said, "I'll go right away, Menghua..."
Meng Hua quickly stood up and said, "Young Master, just go and do your work. I'll be leaving first."
After Meng Hua left, Fusu changed into light clothes and went to his father.
When he arrived at the palace gate, Fusu met Meng Yi who was walking out with a tense face.
Recently, because of the hot weather and he was too lazy to move, Fusu had no work to assign to Meng Yi. The things he was currently doing were all ordered by Ying Zheng.
Logically speaking, even if Meng Yi was killed, he could not have been dissatisfied with Ying Zheng.
The only shade in the hall was the corridor, so Fusu pulled Meng Yi aside and asked, "Where are you going, Mr. Meng?"
Meng Yi said dryly, "I am following the king's orders to release that bastard Zhao Gao."
Oh, it turns out it wasn't directed at my father, but at Zhao Gao...
Fusu suddenly stopped, Zhao Gao...
Of course Fusu could not forget this person, this culprit, this despicable thing!
He failed his father's love for talent, failed his father's trust in him, and ruined the Qin Dynasty!
Meng Yi took a step back in surprise and whispered, "Young Master..."
Fusu suddenly came back to his senses. He bit the soft flesh inside his lip and said calmly, "Mr. Meng, go and get busy."
Meng Yi hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Master, are you okay?"
Fusu looked up and smiled at him, saying, "I'm fine."
Seeing that he was no different from usual, Meng Yi thought that he might have been dizzy from the strong sun and had an illusion.
How old is the eldest young master? Where does the murderous aura come from?
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