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If someone wants to make a war game at the end of the Warring States period, Qin is definitely the most difficult to conquer, and Qi is probably the least threatening.

It’s not that the national strength of Qi State is not strong. In fact, because Qi State has not participated in the war and recuperated, the whole country can even be described as rich. Logically speaking, the threat is not inferior to that of Zhao State and Chu State. Yes, but this country has no desire to attack at all: when Qin State attacked the city and seized territory, he stayed there so peacefully, until Qin State finished cleaning up other countries and came to trouble him.

It is true that Qi State is so well-behaved, and it is indispensable that Qin State pursues the strategy of long-distance friendship and short-term attack, but it is still amazing that this country has not seen such a far-sightedness.

Due to the performance of Qi State, Ying Zheng sent Chen Chi symbolically as a lobbyist to persuade the King of Qi to surrender. Although sending Yao Jia was more successful, given Yao Jia's usefulness, Ying Zheng would still Give up taking this risk, and just start fighting if you can't reach an agreement. The thing Qin is most afraid of is war-this is something that Qi, who is content with peace, should have a headache.

Undoubtedly, in the eyes of Ying Zheng, Qi State is now a part of Qin State, and what he has to do now is to prepare for the unification of the whole country.

Ying Zheng enthusiastically pulled out the small flag of Yan State on the sand table and replaced it with the Xuan flag of Qin State. As a result, with such a simple action, Ying Zheng still successfully deflected a mountain range with his big sleeve ...

Mo Dou covered his face, the destructive power comparable to that of a brat was no longer a matter of handicap.

Fortunately, maybe God can't stand it anymore. Although Ying Zheng himself is a rough man with extremely handicapped hands, he has a lover and a son who are ingenious and ingenious. The two work together, and soon the one who just seemed to be taken The small world destroyed by the monster was restored to its original state.

After going through such a comparison, Rao Yingzheng was a little embarrassed. He cleared his throat and asked Fusu a question, trying to save a little bit of his dignity: "Fusu, tell me about the situation after the reunification." , what should Qin do?"

Fusu took the towel from the attendant beside him, calmly wiped off the mud stains on his fingertips, then cupped his hands, and said slowly one by one according to the logic: "The system of prefectures and counties, the collection of the power of the monarch, use Xiaozhuan."

This is politics.

"Promote Qin coins, unify weights and measures, and build Chi Road."

This is economics.

"Confiscate weapons, govern the country according to the law, and severely punish private fights."

This is people's livelihood.

"Defend against the Huns at the top, and take over the Nanmans at the bottom."

This is military...

Fu Su spoke clearly and logically. Ying Zheng, who originally wanted to pick a bone in an egg to maintain the majesty of his parents, gradually eased his expression, a kind of pride of "as expected of my son" intertwined with another kind of sour feeling of "my son has grown up". Together, Yingzheng was a little confused and at a loss, until Mo Dou quietly came to hold his hand——when Mo Dou's carpentry calluses slipped across Ying Zheng's fingers, it felt like holding time It was enough to bring him back to his senses.

Subconsciously grasping Mo Dou's hand even tighter, Ying Zheng opened the corner of his mouth, looked at his son who became stronger and nodded in praise: "Fu Su, you've grown up..."

Fusu was happy, but he didn't show it on the surface. Chunyuyue once taught him that a gentleman should be as calm as water. Whether it's the teaching of his father or his teacher, he has always done a good job: "My father is too famous."

Suddenly, the air seemed to be quiet, and the factor of silence floated between the two of them, forming a slightly visible gully, which was then broken by a sound wave: "My lord, the mountain on the sand table has fallen down again."

Ying Zheng's body froze, and he turned around to see: at some point, his robe was pulled on the table again, bringing down all the mountains he had just set up.

Fusu endured it, but he still didn't hold back. He advised in a low voice: "The sand table is easy to break, and it's not easy to rebuild it. Father... you should be careful..."

Ying Zheng was silent: Son, you may not believe it, the widow did not move, it was the robe that moved first!

But no one would believe Ying Zheng, including Mo Dou who was smiling all over his face: "Your Majesty will handle the trouble yourself."

Condemning the coffin, being ruthless in handling things, not giving Ying Zheng any sympathy, Ying Zheng couldn't argue with it, so he had to start building (destroying) the sand table that was beyond recognition.

This poor sand table survived tenaciously in the end-plus Fusu who couldn't see the eye and Mo Dou who gloated at other people's misfortunes, even if Ying Zheng was holding back, the task was finally completed.

The rare and embarrassed Ying Zheng became addicted, and in the end he was still a little bit unsatisfied: "Next time you pinch the country of Qi, remember to call the widow."

It was rare for Fusu to show his youthful appearance, and he dared to open his mouth to dislike Yingzheng: "Father is not good at this, so let's rest as soon as possible."

Mo Dou chimed in and nodded in agreement: "That's right."

"You! That's all..." Ying Zheng feigned anger, but finally he couldn't help laughing, "Anyway, you can't stop the widow."

Yingzheng got up, and no one could do anything about it. Finally, before Fusu left, he was forced to agree to the matter: "Yes, my son obeyed~"

He said he was reluctant, but his face was overflowing with happiness. Looking at Fusu's cheerful back, Ying Zheng shook his head and scolded with a smile, "You're so old, but you're still so childish."

Mo Dou looked at Ying Zheng, smiled and said nothing.

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Qi State, Linzi.

Unlike other countries that frequently relocate their capitals, the capital of Qi State has always been Linzi. The nearly thousand-year history has made this city simple and peaceful, just like Tianjian, the king of Qi in this country, who is at peace.But this is just a false appearance. When Qi State lost the barrier of neighboring countries, Qi State had to face the threat of war, but the arrival of Chen Chi gave them another option: surrender to Qin State.

The State of Qi was naturally divided into two factions: the main faction headed by Dr. Mo, and the main peace faction whose main goal is to win in the future.

To be honest, King Qi Tianjian doesn't really want to fight, he really wants to surrender, not only for his own life, but also for the people of Qi State. It sounds ironic, but this is indeed King Qi's true thoughts.

Confucius once said: "Thirty to stand, forty to not be confused, fifty to know the destiny."

Maybe time can really give people unique wisdom. Qi Wang Tianjian is over 50 years old. Two years ago, he was still indulging in the treasures sent by Qin State, while trembling at the power of Qin State. Now the envoy of Qin State is sitting In front of him, his mood was more calm but calm: "Can the envoy of the State of Qin allow me to think about it for a few days?"

King Qi understood that no matter what, Qi State could not escape the fate of being attacked by Qin State, but how to be destroyed is a good question. The main battle can leave Qi State with a trace of dignity, and Qin State will not be despised in the future. It can also allow Qi to avoid all losses...

He has to think about how to do it, which is the best choice for the people of Qi.