Chapter 50 Fusu's Advice [Jinjiang Authentic Edition, Unacceptable]...
Wang Ling said confidently.
When Fusu heard this heartbreaking truth, he couldn't help but open his mouth in astonishment and covered his face with his hands. He was completely unable to utter a single word. Melancholy, melancholy, the eldest prince was filled with unspeakable melancholy!
well!
The extremely melancholy eldest son fell into a long silence.
After a long while, when the setting sun outside the window gradually began to slide into the mountains, he rubbed his numb face with his hands, stood up from his seat, looked at his wife sitting opposite him, and spoke in a mechanical, hoarse voice:
"Okay, Ling, I've pretty much figured out everything that's happened during this time."
"It's getting late. I'll go to the palace first to pay my respects to my father and bring Ying back from Zhangtai Palace."
Wang Ling blinked her almond-shaped eyes upon hearing this, and watched her beloved, who had suffered a great blow, turn around and walk out of the room in a daze. She couldn't help but shake her head with amusement.
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At the end of the Shen period, in the hall of Zhangtai Palace.
The elegant scent of incense wafts out from the three-legged hollow copper incense burner.
The red sunset outside the window cast several golden-red beams of light across the entire inner hall.
Ying, the little fat boy, was crawling around the tall pillars with his hands and feet like a tiger cub, listening to the conversation between his grandfather and several important officials in the court.
Now that the internal wars of the Qin Dynasty have been completely quelled, the First Emperor is preparing to send troops abroad one after another to properly govern the barbarians on the border of the Qin Dynasty.
The first to bear the brunt of the attack were the arrogant Huns living on the northern grasslands!
In the past, the Huns in the north relied on their cavalry and took advantage of the Qin army's southward attack on Chu to sneak south several times during the chaos, gradually occupying the Hetao area in the north. Now the First Emperor sent Meng Tian to lead 300,000 Qin troops to garrison the border in order to retake the Hetao area and give the barbarians on the northern grasslands a good beating!
Listening to his grandfather declaring his trust in Meng Tian in such a majestic and domineering manner, Qin Ying couldn't help but narrow her eyes.
To be honest, he also wanted to see General Meng in person. After all, he knew that in the near future, Meng Tian would not only be able to successfully fulfill his grandfather's expectations and retake the Hetao area from the Huns, but also fight an extremely beautiful battle!
"…the Xiongnu were driven back over seven hundred miles. The Hu people dared not go south to graze their horses, and the scholars dared not bend their bows to complain."
The famous quotes in "On the Failure of Qin" fully demonstrate the style of General Meng. When we think about such a passionate historical scene, he had the opportunity to witness it with his own eyes. What a blessing it is that will excite the souls of future generations!
The delighted little fat boy was just about to crawl to his grandfather's side when he suddenly heard a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar sound of footsteps behind him. It didn't sound like it came from a palace servant, nor from Zhao Gao. Could it be that Meng Tian, Meng Yi had arrived, and Meng Nei Shi had returned?
The little guy was full of anticipation and wanted to turn around and look back curiously, but before he could turn his head, his little body suddenly rose up high.
His body suddenly flew into the air. The sudden feeling of weightlessness startled the little chubby boy. He subconsciously kicked his chubby little feet in white silk socks and looked up. The next moment, he met the eyes of his unfortunate father, a man of much darker complexion and rougher skin.
He couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise - it turned out that it wasn't Meng Yi who entered the palace, but his unfortunate father who returned to the capital!
Looking at his son with eyes wide open and mouth open, looking at him in surprise, without calling him, as if he really couldn't recognize his own father, unlike other babies who were happy when they saw their fathers, Fusu's heart, which was already heavy when he arrived, became even heavier.
He sighed, holding the little fat boy in his arms and weighing him up and down. Very good, a solid fat boy that weighs heavy in the hand, which shows that the little baby is really good at taking care of himself. Even if he can't see his father on a daily basis, he is in a good mood, eats everything with relish, and can keep himself plump and white.
Qin Ying stared at his unfortunate father flashing before him. Before he could react, he was held horizontally by his father, weighing him up and down like a piglet. He couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, grinning speechlessly. Was he holding his son? Or was he holding his second brother?
Seeing the eldest son coming back, Li Si, Wei Liao and Feng Quji, who were sitting on the left and right sides, stopped talking, stood up from their seats, and bowed slightly to the eldest son who was walking towards His Majesty.
When the First Emperor, who was sitting at the head of the table, saw his eldest son, a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes before disappearing without a trace. He placed his two beautiful, bony hands on his knees, lowered his phoenix eyes, and quietly and carefully examined his stubborn eldest son who had returned from the frontier.
A long summer passed, and the rebellious eldest son's complexion was tanned by the scorching sun on the frontier, and his skin seemed to be roughened by the wind and sand outside the frontier, but the spirit he showed to the outside world still looked very good.
It seems that his method is effective. Fusu, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, has been well trained in the frontier, and the results seem to be good. His Majesty the Emperor can't help but feel extremely relieved.
Seeing the eldest son holding the eldest grandson and walking to the bottom of the imperial steps, he bowed to him and said:
"Your son greets His Majesty, Father."
The First Emperor also nodded immediately and said:
"Well, get up."
"promise."
“Aiya!”
Qin Ying didn't want to stay in her father's arms, being held sideways like a piglet. He was already over ten months old, wasn't he two months old?!
In order to change to a more comfortable position, the little fat boy quickly waved his little hands to the grandfather sitting above him.
When the First Emperor heard his grandson's baby voice, he spoke to his eldest son again:
"Fusu, put the tassel down quickly, don't drop him by mistake."
Upon hearing this, Fusu couldn't help but pause his arm, and then obediently bent down and put the heavy little fat baby in his arms on the floor.
Seeing his son regain his freedom and sit on the wooden floor, he immediately used his hands and feet to quickly climb up the imperial steps. His decisive look, round back of the head, and his chubby little hands swinging back and forth showed that he had no attachment to his father at all.
The feeling of loss in Fusu's heart became even more severe, and then something happened that made Fusu's eyelids jump even more -
The little fat boy climbed up the imperial steps nimbly, then crossed his short legs and sat on his father's seat as if he was familiar with the place. Then he put his two little hands on his knees and looked down at Fusu with his phoenix eyes that were very similar to his father's. For some reason, at this moment, Fusu suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if he was not the one who gave birth to the little fat boy, but the little fat boy gave birth to him.
What's going on? Who's whose father? When did the little fat boy learn to act like his father?
He looked at his majestic father above him, his son who was imitating his father's sitting posture, and the three important ministers who looked normal beside him.
Fusu was completely confused. No, was there no one with a discerning eye who could notice that something was wrong in such a strange situation?
If the First Emperor could hear the devastated voice of his stubborn son at this moment, he would think, Xuanniao is really fair!
As expected, a stubborn person needs to be punished by a stubborn person. As a "son", Fusu always found ways to anger his "father". Now that he has become the "father", he has to be angered by his "son" all day long.
Well, how can this not be considered three generations of biological grandparents and grandchildren who are of the same bloodline?
As the saying goes, grandparents are closer.
In the eyes of the First Emperor, his big fat grandson was perfect in every way. Seeing his eldest son looking at his well-behaved grandson with a strange look, the First Emperor, who was extremely protective of his grandson, immediately said in a calm voice:
"Fusu, you just returned from the frontier. How is the situation at the frontier?"
Fusu, who was deeply influenced by Confucianism, wanted to say that it was "against etiquette" for his son to sit on the same seat with his father, and wanted his fat son to get down quickly. Unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth to advise, his father asked him about his business.
Fusu had no choice but to swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue and report everything to his father, the emperor:
"In reply to Father, General Meng Tian has arranged everything very well at the border. He said that by next summer at the earliest, or by the end of next year at the latest, we can completely drive out the Xiongnu and retake the Hetao region."
The First Emperor nodded. This was pretty much what he expected. He then asked, "What about the Great Wall?"
When Fusu heard this, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face. He frowned slightly before answering:
"Father, this summer I, along with Internal Historian Meng Yi, carefully inspected the Great Walls of Yan, Zhao, and Qin. We discovered that while some of the walls in all three regions were damaged, the damage was not serious."
"If we follow the wishes of the Emperor and the Imperial Court and connect the three sections of the Great Wall, stretching from Lintao in the west all the way to Liaodong in the northeast, the total length would be almost ten thousand miles."
"Such a massive project would require the conscription of millions of civilians and take seven or eight years to complete. Not only would it require a large number of workers, it would also take a long time. Furthermore, the sandstorms along the border are very strong, and the climate is also very harsh. If the imperial court really begins construction on this massive project, I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" When the First Emperor heard his eldest son's tone becoming more and more hesitant, he could not help but narrow his eyes and said coldly.
Qin Ying, who was sitting next to her grandfather, also opened her big watery eyes, trying hard to observe the expression on her father's face.
Fusu heard the coldness in his father's tone and immediately made up his mind. He bowed to his superior and advised:
"Father, I have been to the frontier this time and have witnessed with my own eyes the hardships faced by the common people. Only then did I understand the difficulties faced by the people in this world."
"Father, I believe that the construction of the Great Wall needs further discussion."
When Qin Shi Huang heard the word "reconsider", his eldest son's good mood disappeared instantly.
You have to know that he sent his eldest son to leave the capital and stay outside the Great Wall for a whole summer because he wanted him to go there, inspect the three places of the Great Wall on his behalf, and discuss with Meng Tian to come up with a specific action plan for him. He didn't want to hear "let's discuss it again" from the stubborn eldest son.
Li Si, who was standing beside the seat, could no longer stay and took two steps forward. He frowned and retorted to Fusu:
"What do you mean, Young Master? The Great Wall is a major project personally approved by His Majesty before you left the capital. This project is of great strategic significance, used to defend against the Huns and Xiongnu outside the Great Wall! Now that the world is unified, once General Meng Tian has driven the Xiongnu further north and recaptured the Hetao region, we can mobilize the people and begin construction on the Great Wall. Since it's already been agreed upon, why discuss it again?"
Qin Ying, who was sitting next to her grandfather, also felt that the atmosphere in the hall had become a little strange, and she couldn't help but look at her unlucky father strangely and nervously.
His biological father finally came back, so he shouldn't bring up the issue again and anger his grandfather.
Seeing that both his father and son, as well as the three important ministers beside him, were looking at him with disapproval, Fusu felt a sense of being misunderstood and was unable to express his distress. He took a deep breath, looked up, and bowed to his father again, saying earnestly:
"Father, I know that the Great Wall holds immense strategic significance for the imperial court. Repair is imperative, but this massive undertaking cannot be completed overnight!"
"From Lintao to Liaodong, this ten-thousand-mile stretch of the Great Wall involves numerous counties and prefectures, and the terrain alone varies greatly. I have carefully examined and inquired about the construction. The northwest section of the Great Wall required loess as the material, while the mountainous sections required stone. And when it reached the Liaodong wetlands, ancient wood was used. Even if the mountains, rivers, and cliffs along the way were used as natural barriers, the project still required a tremendous amount of manpower to complete."
"I used to think that the lives of the common people outside the capital were already hard enough, but when I arrived outside the Great Wall and saw with my own eyes the lives of those guarding the border, I finally understood what it meant to have even more hardship."
"Father, please think carefully. Today, the world has been settled, and the common people have suffered greatly in the war."
"In my opinion, Father should have followed the advice of the Confucian scholars and rested and recuperated from top to bottom. However, Father has done the opposite. Not only has he ambitiously sent Confucian officials to the frontier to educate the barbarians and small nations, he has also planned to launch expeditions. He has also wanted to mobilize millions of laborers to build the Great Wall, expand the scale of the Lishan Emperor's Mausoleum, and even build a massive and magnificent Afang Palace."
"Father, please forgive me for speaking frankly. Although each of your plans may sound grand and significant, they are not a sign of national prosperity. If they go wrong, they will completely bring down the entire Qin Dynasty. Don't do it!"
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