General Qin

Shangjun, on the way to Saibei Jiuyuan County.

Young Master Fusu stood in his car, looking at a silent long queue composed of countless servants and prisoners on the side road.

He shook his head and sighed: "The susu bustard is walking, gathering in Baosang. The king's affairs are too much (gǔ), and he can't concubine (yì) rice and sorghum. What about parents? You are in the sky! Is there something wrong?"

This is "Tang Feng Bustard Feather", which describes the common people of the Zhou Dynasty who were ordered by the king to serve outside for a long time. They could not go home to farm to support their parents, so they wailed and asked the elusive emperor of heaven. When will things go back to normal.

Where Fusu looked, was a rather low valley, stretching for more than ten miles.

Countless prisoners, ministers, and servicemen from various counties, hunched over their waists and carried their hands on their shoulders, transported the earth and rocks obtained from cutting down the mountains from afar and filled them in this square valley. They have just opened up a mountain range, and now they are going to fill in this valley.

Cutting mountains and valleys, leading directly to northern Xinjiang, is a straight road.

"ah!"

One of the servants screamed and fell to the ground, and the earth and rocks on his back fell down, submerging his upper body immediately.

The people around were startled, and after seeing that the person who fell on the ground did not move, they turned their heads again, carrying the heavy soil on their backs, and walked step by step towards the valley ahead.

They have seen too many scenes like this.

There was no such thing as the legendary operation of directly filling people into the valley. The Qin official in charge of the work came over and asked them to drag the fainted servant out for inspection.

The Qin law is strict and strict, and every servant, prisoner, and official official must be recorded in the book, and they cannot be disposed of at will.

If it's just dizzy, wake it up and resume working.

If it is dead, then find a pit nearby to bury it, and then tick off its name on the list.

Fusu silently watched this scene.

Half a year has passed since the collection of corvee and the construction of the straight road.

Road construction in winter, although there is no strong sun, but under the cold wind, countless people have dropped their fingers, and typhoid fever is rampant. After one winter, two or three thousand of the hundred thousand corvees have died.

After the beginning of spring, the weather got warmer, but it didn't get much better. Many people were recruited from various counties in the south. The probability is very high.

When he first joined the army, the benevolent son who grew up in the deep palace couldn't bear to see these scenes. Fusu even asked the accompanying doctors to treat the fainted servant, and won the "virtuous son" among those servants and prisoners. reputation.

But then there were too many injured and sick people, tens of hundreds a day, and even Fusu himself was sick from the cold, and he recovered with difficulty, leaving behind a coughing problem.

After watching too much, Fusu got used to it.

Every day, I watched those servants and prisoners unable to bear the fatigue, fell on the road, and couldn't get up again.

Apart from lamenting occasionally, Fusu used his duties as an army supervisor to supervise the distribution of food and fodder, ensuring that the food that these poor people depended on for their daily survival would not be withheld in any way.

After all, he is just a supervisor, and the leader of this team is Meng Tian.

Fusu was a little confused about this. He felt that the emperor conscripted corvée after the fall, and in the midst of winter, these 100,000 people had to leave their homes and go to distant places to build roads. I don’t know how many people died of freezing and sickness along the way. Is it worth it?

The head of Guizhou in the world has been tired for too long.

The emperor sent out a large army and wiped out the six kingdoms within ten years.

Fusu had some criticisms, but he also knew that it was the great wish of the Qin kings to rule the world and the mission of the Qin monarchs, so he thought that although the emperor was a little impatient, he did the right thing.

But what about after the unification of the world?

The emperor sent troops to attack Siyi one after another. The Hu people in the northeast, the Xiongnu Yuezhi in the northwest, the Yue people in the southeast, and the Yi people in the southwest could not rest for a moment.

If it is said that these wars are to eliminate the suffering of the barbarians for the empire, then it can be said in the past.

However, when the war had not yet subsided, large-scale corvée began to be collected, palaces and palaces were built, and the counties drove and straightened the roads, which made the head of Guizhou exhausted, and countless people died of freezing on the road.

Even Fusu listened to Zhao Tuo's words and thought from the standpoint of the son of Qin, thinking that these things might be beneficial to the country, but too hasty would hurt the foundation of the entire empire.

Can't the father just stop and give Qianshou a few years to breathe?

"The head of Guizhou traveled all over the world, the roads were all frozen, and the common people were hungry, cold and tired, crying all over the place. How can such a world be peaceful and prosperous?"

"Father now wants to perform the ceremony of enshrining Zen, and visit the old places of the six countries in the east, wasting the people, wasting money, and wasting the country's power. Is it really for the sake of Daqin?"

Fusu clenched his fist again and again, and once again he thought of writing a letter to the emperor to dissuade him.

He wanted to analyze the pros and cons to the emperor in the document, and tell the emperor that what you did would be harmful to Qin instead of beneficial.

He even wanted to write a letter to Marquis Marquis Zhao Tuo, hoping that his brother-in-law could join him in admonishing the emperor.

Thinking this way in my heart, but Fusu's feet didn't move.

He remembered that when the emperor decided to attack Yueshi, he wanted to write a letter to persuade him, but he felt inappropriate, so he went to visit his brother-in-law Zhao Tuo.

"My lord, don't try to persuade me. It's useless to persuade me."

"Be patient, the sea and the sky will be brighter sooner or later."

"Don't use Qianlong!"

That was before parting, Zhao Tuo was worried and told him again and again.

Fusu's body trembled.

"Don't use Qianlong."

He whispered the advice Zhao Tuo gave him back then,

What Zhao Tuo said is correct, he is now just a potential dragon, his strength is too weak, and it is impossible to make any changes.

Do not use Qianlong, accumulate strength.

When the time is right, you can take off and become a flying dragon in the sky!

Fusu took another look at those servants and prisoners who continued to use their lives to build straight roads for the empire as they walked with heavy steps.

His face had returned to calm, he coughed lightly, and turned his head to give instructions to the servants beside him.

"Driving back, I want to play cards."

...

Just when the eldest son of the empire was addicted to playing cards in Shangjun in the north, the whole of Xianyang moved again.

Because of Wucheng Hou Wangjian's death in Pinyang, the emperor's steps that had stopped temporarily, started to move again.

After deliberations among various departments, the final decision was made with the emperor himself.

This time, the team for the Eastern Tour of Fengchan has been finalized and is about to start its journey.

In terms of armed forces, there are a total of 3,000 Lang Guards accompanying them for protection. At the same time, counties and counties along the way will also recruit county soldiers to follow and guard, so as to ensure the travel safety of the emperor and the accompanying officials and ministers to the greatest extent.

In terms of officials, the Prime Minister of the Right, Kui Zhuang, and the Prime Minister of the Left, Wang Wan, will accompany them and will be in charge of enshrining Zen.

And the Taiwei Wang Ben, who is also the third father, can only stay in Xianyang regretfully because of the sudden death of his father Wang Jian, unable to follow and participate in this great event of Fengchan.

As for the imperial historian Feng Jie, he was also left in the imperial capital. He will be in charge of the administration after the departure of the emperor and the left and right prime ministers, and at the same time ensure the stability of the situation in Xianyang. With this person, the capital will be safe.

In addition, among the ministers, Feng Chang, who was in charge of offering sacrifices to rituals and music, and the servants who were in charge of the emperor's horses and horses all followed with their duties, which is what should be done.

What makes Zhao Tuo worth noting is that Ting Wei Li Si and Zhi Su Nei Shi Wang Wu are also on the list.

"Li Si is the leader of the Legalist School, a favorite of the emperor, and a great calligrapher. He is probably asked to write the stone carvings of praise and virtue during the east tour, and it is normal to follow him."

"Only Wang Wu, he flattered the emperor at the court meeting where he was bestowed with the title. He probably caught the emperor's eyes, so he was allowed to follow him. He is really a courtier."

Zhao Tuo shook his head and sighed.

As for himself, because the title is too high, there is no suitable position for the time being, so he has been vacant all the time, and now he is named and followed by the emperor as Lunhou.

"I'm going to leave home again. When I come back, my son may be running all over the place."

Zhao Tuo felt a little resentful.

His son, Zhao Che, was almost one year old and had just learned to walk. He was just at the age of fun, but he, as a father, had to leave at this time, and he was a bit regretful that he couldn't accompany his son to grow up.

Not to mention that Zhao Tuo and Ying Yinman had just been together as husband and wife for a few months, and it was a happy day every night, but now they want to say goodbye to the warm, fragrant and soft jade, and follow the emperor to the east to climb mountains and see the sea, how can they feel happy .

"No way, this is the father-in-law."

Zhao Tuo shook his head again.

He could only make amends to the princess in his own house the night before he left, and after being instructed to keep himself clean, he bid farewell to his wife on the second day and followed the emperor's law. leave.

The twenty-eighth year of Qin Shihuang, at the end of February.

A large team left Xianyang, and with countless flags fluttering, they slowly headed towards Qidi to the east.