My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

Ying Fusu's expression turned cold.

"Third brother, you are still suitable to be a general."

Not fit to be king.

Ying Jianglu's heart trembled, and a new knot was formed in that exquisite heart that had just recovered.

He chuckled lightly and stood up freely.

"If the elder brother had this kind of heart a few years ago, the general will stay in Xianyang for the rest of his life."

Now that he, General Ying, has come out, he must fight for it!
Ying Fusu called to stop the third younger brother who was walking faster and faster, his face turned cold, and he said to his unusually tall back:
"Unification is the trend of the times, that is, you can take down the land of the Xiongnu and occupy it as king. Once a hundred thousand troops arrive at such a small place, it can be flattened in an instant and become a county of our Great Qin.

"No matter how much effort you expend, you will end up making wedding dresses for your brothers and apprentices. Why bother?"

General Ying didn't turn around, but chuckled again, turned his back to his elder brother and said:
"Then please elder brother help me to make this wedding dress bigger and more beautiful, okay?"

With a sigh, the only hope left in General Ying's heart was shattered.

"I don't want to fight with you."

General Ying opened the door, stepped out with one foot, looked around and saw that there were no knives, axes or bows, turned his head and said with a smile:
"Brother still has to be more ruthless. For someone like Jiang Lu who does not want to be ordinary, it is in the best interest of Brother to assassinate for an assassin."

"You and I are brothers."

Ying Fusu said softly.

At this moment of Ying Fusu, Ying Jianglu had a sense of familiarity, and there was a trace of the eldest son of the Great Qin who was trapped by the eunuchs and maids of the Great Zheng Palace.

After General Ying left, he didn't have an official position in Shangjun, but his real power was so great that he could command the sheriff of Shangjun, and Han Fei, the prefect of the county, came in wearing a blue shirt.

Hearing Ying Fusu's detailed account of the brothers' meeting, a trace of anger mingled between his brows.

Draw a pen and spread the paper, and write hard.

【He's trying to plot against the prince! 】

【He said the last sentence standing in front of the door, the guards heard it, the servants heard it, the maid heard it, and many people heard it. 】

[If he died in the northwest, the prince would have nothing to do with it! 】

The frost on Ying Fusu's face had long since turned into a wry smile.

"If my third younger brother really died in the northwest, Fusu himself would not be able to forgive himself."

Han Fei was furious.

"Pedantic, pedantic, pedantic, pedantic!"

Excited to speak, he stuttered for a long time before he could say two words, and was so anxious that he resumed writing.

【He wants to divide your land!Split your country!you say brother]

His hand holding the pen was seized and he could no longer write.

He looked up angrily, and saw that the prince's eyes were full of warning, and he held the brush angrily, as if he was about to cut off the brush, and the strength gradually disappeared.

"What Han Zi wants to write next, Fusu doesn't like it." Ying Fusu said in a deep voice: "Han Zi, don't worry, the world is unified, there will be no attack, no war, it is a blessing for all people, and Fusu will not give in."

Ying helped Su let go of his hand, and Han Fei, who was being respected by him as his teacher, was still writing on the paper with his face sinking like water.

This time, Ying Fusu did not stop him.

Han Fei restarted his line.

[The prince should know that there is only one Lord Chang'an in the world! 】

If you, Ying Fusu, are willing to learn from the First Emperor and treat Lord Chang'an, you also need someone else to be willing to be Lord Chang'an!
After leaving his pen and ink, Han Fei shook his sleeves and left, finishing his point.

Ying Fusu didn't look at the paper left by Han Fei for a second time, lit an oil lamp, picked up the paper, and burned it clean on the lamp.

He still respected Han Fei very much, but it was no longer the respect of "regarding every sentence as a standard".

"In this world, there is only one Ying Fusu."

The future Qin II, who would become the king of the Great Qin II if there were no uncertainties, got up and closed the door.

"Mr. Jing, I have to trouble you to walk again."

A figure suddenly appeared in the room, like a ghost.

Its aura is almost non-existent. If it is not seen with the own eyes, no one can detect it by perception alone.

"Prince, think carefully. Everyone in Ke Dao will report to the king. Stuttering is smart, but what he said does not mean what the king thinks. The king is a good swordsman, but everyone who is knifed will be punished." The principle of the knife."

"Fusu understands."

Jing Ke chuckled.

"That's good, who is the knife this time?"

The door of the room is closed, and the words are not passed on to the six ears.

The development of the seven counties in the Northwest has not been without resistance.

The reform will touch interests, and those with vested interests will inevitably oppose the reform.Although the first emperor ordered, the princes of the seven counties in the northwest made a decision with one word.

But the first emperor, who is sitting in the world, only has absolute control over Guanzhong, let alone Ying Fusu, who has only been sent here for a few months?
In the first few months, these people who were obsessed with others or stumbled secretly were all resolved for Han Fei.

Han Fei, who is good at "skills", recruits a group, suppresses a group, and supports a group. He will always turn the offensive into invisible and solve the problem.

When he first arrived in Shangjun, Ying Fusu, who knew nothing, was shocked by Han Fei's operation.

And after a few months, Ying Fusu had gone from listening to Han Fei's explanation of the strategy to participating in the formulation of the strategy.

The biggest turning point was the day and night that Meng Tian deliberately stayed in Shangjun before returning to the northwest to guard the border county after guarding the spirit for his eldest father Meng Ao.

After a long talk with Ying Fusu.

On the fifth day, the governor of Longxi County, one of the seven counties in the northwest, died.

The court has never sent a new governor of Longxi County to take office. This post was appointed by Ying Fusu and temporarily replaced by Li Xin, Marquis of Longxi.

The Marquis of Longxi reported to the court that Emperor Shi Huang personally approved that he could leave Longxi temporarily, and he went to Shangjun to meet the crown prince Ying Fusu.

"I" saw Li Mu and called him uncle.

Afterwards, the northwest became the most active place for the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, and the number of officials who were assassinated and killed was the highest in the Great Qin Dynasty.

Ying Fusu finally used the dark knife that Ying Chengxun left him.

Jing Ke, although his code name in the Chang'an Emperor's Mansion was Reckless, his assassination was not reckless at all, he was truly the number one assassin in the world.

After intercepting and assassinating Ying Fusu's assassin, he had no choice but to show his figure in front of him, after Ying Fusu knew about it.Then at Ying Fusu's office, he turned the darkness into the light, and started his old business.

Before leaving, General Ying found Li Mu again.

"I can't help you."

Li Mu shook his head, clearly rejecting General Ying.

"Mu never fights a battle that must be defeated.

[If Zhao Guo had accepted food and grass assistance from the five countries, we would never have lost the Battle of Changping! ]
Li Mu felt sorry for Ying Fusu's refusal to cooperate with Ying Jianglu, but he was not surprised.

In the past few months in Shangjun, he witnessed the transformation of the Great Qin Prince.

Meng Tian had already finished the task of driving out the Huns, and if he led the attack now, he would have to start from seven hundred miles away.

If the seven counties in the northwest do not provide assistance, this is not fighting, but death.

The Battle of Changping taught all military disciples in the world a truth:
When the big army fights, fighting means fighting people and fighting food.It depends on who hoards more food and grass and has enough soldiers.An army without a stable rear will lose.

General Ying smiled bitterly, and said a truth that had been buried in the deepest part of his heart since he came to the northwest.

"Wen has Han Feizi, and Wu has Mr. Wu An. Uncle is really partial to elder brother."

He didn't beg Li Mu for help. In the face of such a big event, these actions would only add to the jokes.

Disappointed by this, Ying Jianglu returned to Jiuyuan and sent a letter to Xianyang as quickly as possible. This was a letter to his mother, concubine Chu.

The letter roughly described the situation in the northwest clearly, and described in detail how he could not enter, and the situation where [-] cavalry were reduced to front-line soldiers.Under such circumstances, he wanted to take the remaining cavalry back to Xianyang.

If you can't open up the territory, crack the soil and seal the king, General Ying is not interested in using it as a shield for the eldest brother here.In particular, he is not so selfless by using the strength of his mother clan as a shield.

Not long after the messenger left Jiuyuan County, there was no trace of him.

Meng Tian, ​​the lord of Jiuyuan County, looked at the words on the letter and threw it into the fire with a blank expression.

In front of him was the messenger who was tied up, his mouth was stuffed with a tattered piece of cloth, his eyes were about to bleed, and he wanted to kill Meng Tian and then hurry up.

Meng Tian drew his sword, piercing his heart, Qin Jian entered from the messenger's chest and exited from the back.

Another unknown corpse in the desert.

The northwest is the territory of Ying Fusu.

Jiuyuan and Yanmen on the northwest front are the territory of the Meng family.

Deep in the desert.

The Xiongnu, who were driven back by Meng Tian for [-] miles, and the Donghu, who was made miserable by Wang Ben's continuous search for missing soldiers, established a non-aggression pact for the brothers and sisters who used to fight frequently.

Where the territories on both sides connect is a grassland called Out.

The lush weeds on the Outuo grassland have absorbed the blood of many Huns and Donghu people. The two forces have attacked each other countless times for this grassland.

This time, facing the common powerful enemy Qin, the two sides agreed that neither the Eastern Hu nor the Xiongnu could enter Outuo to graze, so as to avoid conflicts and fight each other.

This winter, Shanyu Touman, the Xiongnu's favorite, was praised by all the Huns as the most beautiful flower in the entire grassland, and the Yan family gave birth to a son.

Touman was overjoyed, loved his house as much as he wanted, and loved his youngest son so much that he didn't even feel cold in the cold winter.

As the winter passed, a piece of news reached Touman's ears. Touman felt that the news was colder than the winter day.

At the beginning of March, the Yuezhi Kingdom sent troops and occupied a pasture of the Xiongnu.

The Yuezhi Kingdom is located in the area between Dunhuang and Wuwei today, and there are 20 people who can immediately mount their horses and fight.There are more horses than people, and the cavalry of the Yuezhi Kingdom can luxuriously have two horses per person!
Horses are usually synonymous with combat power in the desert.

War horses need to be castrated.

After castration, the horse will become docile and not annoying, just let it be full.Otherwise, it would be very difficult to get horses to go into heat, and it would be a serious disaster if a group of horses went into heat during a war.

Military horses are not castrated, and there are not enough mares to mate. Just going crazy can kill people. Just feeding mares, providing mating places, etc., is already beyond the demand.

Castrated horses are sterile, which makes horses more expensive than people in many cases. There are often soldiers who can ride horses but no horses. Cavalry has therefore become the rarest type of army.

Among the nomads with the largest number of horses, only the Yuezhi Kingdom can do it with one person and two horses.

More war horses will lead to fewer stallions.

Fewer stallions means no horses.

Damo said that there are three kinds of people in the world: the people in the Central Plains, the treasures in Qin, and the horses in Yuezhi.

Relying on the war horses far superior to other nomadic peoples, the Yuezhi Kingdom has always been a representative of high combat power in the desert.

There has always been a saying in Damo - Donghu is strong and Yueshi is prosperous.

That pasture is very fertile, but in fact, no matter whether the pasture is fertile or barren, this battle has to be fought.

Touman was the first Shanyu to integrate the Huns, and many of these tribes of the Huns still regard him as king in name.

If this battle is not taken over, the Xiongnu may fall apart overnight and become a situation where countless tribes are fighting each other again.

Touman felt cold physically and mentally.

Qin State, Donghu State, Yuezhi State, these are the three most powerful countries in the world.

He had just given up seven hundred miles to the Qin State, and the Outuo Grassland to Donghu, and now he was going to be an enemy of the Yuezhi Kingdom, which simply did not give him a way out.

Gritting his teeth, he recruited the major tribes of the Xiongnu to face the Yuezhi Kingdom in a state of reluctance.

The desert war has begun.

At the same time, Pei County.

Mrs. Liu celebrated her birthday, and everyone from Pei County was present.

The county magistrate of Pei County arrived first, entered Liu's house, sat next to Mrs. Liu and chatted with him, talking and laughing with Yanyan, laughing out loud from time to time.

At the entrance, Xiao He, the chief official of Pei County, personally wrote down the people who came to celebrate the birthday and how much money they brought.

The position of the chief official is in charge of the advancement and retreat of the group of officials. Except for the county magistrate and county magistrate, the chief official has great power.For such a third-in-command to do bookkeeping by himself, Mrs. Liu's mouth has never closed today.

The Liu family was divided into three halls for this grand banquet.

The most distinguished hall is undoubtedly the one where Mrs. Liu is located. There is only one big table, and the county magistrate of Peixian County, the magistrate of Peixian County, and the county lieutenant of Peixian County are all on this table.

In addition, the heads of several aristocratic families in Peixian County, second only to the Liu family, were also present.

Accompanying them at the last table were several wealthy businessmen.

These tycoons were originally not included in the first class, they simply bought seats with money.

The birthday gifts were so rich that the chief official Xiao He had to sing the newspaper loudly. Liu Zhong, the second son of Mrs. Liu, strolled out of the house neither humble nor overbearing, and welcomed the smiling businessman in.

In Pei County, only the Liu family has the confidence.

There are more tables in the second lobby, there are eight tables, which are prepared for people with status.For example, the prison officer in charge of the prison led several prison guards to sit at a table.

"It's a great honor for the chief official to sing it himself."

The prisoner secretly clicked his tongue, and bumped into the prisoner who was sitting next to him with the same envious expression.

"You have no eyes, don't you have friendship with Mr. Xiao? Hurry up and go to Mr. Xiao's side and help me write and sing. Why did I bring you here?"

"oh oh!"

The jailer felt like waking up from a dream, and rushed to the jailer Cao to thank him:
"Thank you for your advice, my lord."

Hastily ran to the door.

Prison Cao watched Prisoner talk to Master Xiao, and Master Xiao greeted him with a smile.

Drinking water and wine, smashing his mouth, a look of surprise and joy appeared on his face.

"This kid didn't lie to me, he really knows me. Master Xiao is not angry at being so reckless, it seems that the friendship is not shallow."

The jailer ran past the third lobby with the largest number of people and the most tables.As long as there is an individual in this hall, he can sit in the hall after paying a certain gift money.

He didn't notice that an old man with four fleshy moles on his forehead inadvertently glanced at him, and after being taken aback for a moment, his gaze followed him all the time.

"I'll hold the pen for Big Brother Xiao."

Chief official Xiao He shook his head.

"Cao Shen, I will not be lazy today."