My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chen Ping was exceptionally silent that night.

When he returned home, his wife took their son to sit on the other side, and the family didn't speak until they finished their meal in silence.

His older wife had always been submissive out of awe and love for him, and when she encountered a situation like today, although she wanted to ask and show concern, she didn't even dare to say a word when she saw her husband's face.

In fact, in society, there are many more good-looking men than good-looking women. Because in order to reproduce and give birth, males always have to make themselves more beautiful to attract better opposite sex.

The human world is indeed more advanced than that of animals, but some basic laws will not change.

In Xianyang City, beautiful women are not as valuable as beautiful men.

This is the era.

Although Chen Ping's wife was old, she was beautiful and very charming.

She was waiting in the room early tonight.

She knew she was stupid and couldn't help her husband with words, so she could only comfort him in the most practical and expressive way.

The mother didn't say anything, but her son Chen Mai looked at his father's gloomy face and was very worried.

After dinner, Chen Ping was outside the corridor in the house.

The last bit of red from the setting sun still hangs on the horizon, dyeing the western hills red and making it look somewhat tragic.

The servants were sweeping up fallen leaves in the yard.

Flutter, flutter——

The little squirrel was jumping around on the branches.

Chen Ping sat in the spacious house, feeling mixed emotions.

Although it is autumn now, most of the trees are lush and green, almost dark green.

But at the top of the apricot tree, there is a crown full of golden leaves.

Chen Ping's attention was all on the emperor, and he hadn't appreciated the surrounding scenery for a long time.

Every time he was unhappy, he would think of the days when he ran more than ten miles to go to school in a distant county town when he was a child.

There was a large pond on the road, and he would jump in and bathe...

At that time, I thought that the road to study was the most difficult days in my life, and there would be no more difficult time in my future life than this.

But I didn’t expect that those days were the most precious and simplest in my life.

I thought the days of being bullied and laughed at by my classmates were very sad, but when I accompanied the king, I discovered how innocent and kind my classmates were.

They say that serving a king is like serving a tiger, and he finally understood it.

There is no big difference between Qin Ershi and Qin Shihuang.

At the end of the day, people are all the same.

Chen Ping looked at the yellowing leaves that were blown down by the strong wind, the green leaves that were knocked down by the heavy rain, and the sparse branches, and he felt mixed emotions.

He is no longer young.

As the sun sets, the leaves on the apricot trees are colorful, and the leaves and branches are knocked to the ground by the afternoon rain.

At this moment, Chen Ping understood Confucius' words, "The Master stood by a river and said: Time passes by like this."

Chen Mai, who was worried about his father, hid behind the fence and looked at his father obediently.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but ask, "What does this mean?"

"This is a saying of Confucius. Time is like this rushing river, flowing day and night without stopping."

Chen Mai’s eyes widened.

Chen Ping was a famous handsome man in the area. When he arrived in Xianyang City, he was often dreamed of by wealthy ladies, who all wanted to have a taste of him.

Chen Mai has been cute since he was young.

A pair of eyes are very bright and clear like pool water.

No wonder Xiong Rou wanted to marry Chen Ping's son as soon as she saw him.

If you want to blame someone, blame this era. It’s just so snobbish.

Everyone just looks at the face and talks.

Face is a kind of strength.

Chen Mai looked at his father eagerly, "Time is so cruel."

Chen Ping was stunned. "Yes, it's really ruthless. No one is spared."

"Time is a cruel thing. My son is right. He has inherited his father's ambition."

Chen Ping picked up Chen Mai.

Chen Ping looked at Chen Mai, who hugged Chen Ping's neck like her own mother and patted his back gently.

"If life is hard out there, Dad should quit. Let's go back home."

When Chen Ping heard this, his heart warmed.

His brother said the same thing.

In fact, Chen Ping's elder brother, Chen Bo, had always wanted his younger brother to have a good home so that he wouldn't have to suffer like him all day long.

But later, Chen Ping and his family came to Xianyang City and experienced so many things.

Chen Ping was either in the vortex of political power struggles or in the midst of everyone's gossip.

Chen Ping was originally a good person, but he was slandered as a heinous criminal.

Instead, those real villains, bad guys, and scoundrels get a good reputation.

Uncle Chen watched his younger brother suffer. In the third year after their family moved to Xianyang City, Uncle Chen said these words.

At that moment, Chen Ping's heart was broken.

The purpose of some people's hard work is to give their families a better life and to enable themselves to protect themselves and the people they want.

It was also because of his brother's words that Chen Ping had the courage to continue moving forward in this chaotic world.

Otherwise, how could a mere native of Yanxiang, Chen Ping, have the courage and guts to help the rebellious son Qin Ershi to overthrow Qin Shihuang and establish a new era.

Humans are the most vulnerable.

Love is the greatest power in the world, family ties can never be cut off, and family is the greatest fortress and shield in the world.

Chen Ping looked at his son with deep eyes.

In fact, he knew why his son followed him. Chen Ping touched Chen Mai's head, just like Uncle Chen touched Chen Ping's head many years ago, "Don't think too much, study hard."

"I'll take care of everything. Don't be afraid."

Chen Mai lowered his head and said, "It would be great if His Majesty the Emperor could trust my father as much as he trusts the Minister of Agriculture."

Chen Ping was shocked when he heard this, then he smiled and said, "Why do you think the emperor doesn't trust me?"

"Because he made my father unhappy." While eating, Chen Mai noticed that Chen Ping was wearing a mask of pain.

"How do you know that it was the emperor who made me unhappy?"

"Everyone outside says that my father is the top leader of His Majesty. In Xianyang City, no one dares to make my father unhappy because he represents His Majesty."

"Now that father is unhappy, there must be someone deliberately interfering. This is why father is unhappy. After thinking about it, I think it can only be His Majesty the Emperor."

Chen Ping touched his son's head and said, "This boy is teachable."

With such a son, Chen Ping no longer had to worry about his descendants being unable to manage and maintain his family business. Almost all the common people at the bottom of society had experienced the saying "poverty does not last for more than three generations, and wealth does not last for more than three generations."

Wealthy families can escape the curse of this fate and maintain prosperity for a long time.

It is really not easy.

Chen Ping comforted his son.

But in the middle of the night, after Chen Ping got up from the couch, he thought of the emperor's actions, and he began to plan for his future.

It's always difficult to do this alone.

Chen Ping wanted to have more children, educate them well, and build a powerful family with his own strength to get rid of the miserable fate of being a commoner.

Of course, this is just a back-up plan.

He must make himself stronger, and unite with some people so that he has a backer and someone to rely on.

Otherwise, relying on your own talents will be useless.

Because to the emperor, he was like a sword.

A sword is a tool and can be replaced at any time.
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Those who were friends yesterday may suddenly become enemies today; those who were enemies today may suddenly become friends tomorrow.

Things like this happen every day in the world.

Fusu was determined to promote Zhang Han because he wanted to promote the Lu family. This requires a beneficiary. If only the Lu family benefited, naturally there would be people gossiping.

Sometimes, I have to praise him, "Qin Ershi is really a talent in politics!"
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This year's autumn hunting in Shanglinyuan was moved forward by a whole month.

The emperor changed the rules for the first time.

In order to defend his position, Lao Zongzheng found countless excuses for Qin II to change the time of the Autumn Hunting Ceremony.

What astrological signs, what divinations predict...

For this reason, Qin II and Zong Zheng were often secretly criticized by Zhang Cang.

Don't forget, Zhang Cang is a versatile person.

He understands astronomy and calendar.

The emperor started the autumn hunt a month earlier, which was clearly against the rhythm and it was obvious that he was trying to stir up trouble.

Zhang Cang was indignant and did not want to attend the autumn hunting ceremony. But Cao Shen kept fiddling with it, and Cao Shen was also afraid.

Who made the emperor put him and Zhang Cang together?

The weather is very good these days during the Autumn Hunting Ceremony.

The vegetation was only half-dead, and the animals, with their abundant vegetation and plentiful river water, were carelessly resting in the garden, and none of their prey was aware of the approaching danger.

However, on the forest plain, all the items for the sacrifice had already been prepared.

As the three incense sticks were lit, the emperor announced the start of the hunt.

But something extraordinary was bound to happen at this hunting conference.

Everyone felt that there must be some purpose behind the early hunting.

"Whoever gets the top three in this hunt will be awarded a military rank."

"If you place in the top seven, I will also reward you."

When the second generation of soldiers in the army heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up.

"Long live your Majesty!"

"Long live your Majesty!"

The soldiers waved their flags and shouted loudly.

The soldiers all followed suit and shouted, "Long live His Majesty!"

"Long live your Majesty!"

Meng Yi's sons shouted the loudest, followed by the descendants of the Feng, Wang, and Zhao families.

When Feng Jing heard this decision, his blood boiled. This was a good opportunity for him to show his skills.

The second generation were ready to go, dancing with excitement, as if they had just won a victory.

Lu Ze and Lu Shizhi said nothing.

Last night, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly summoned the two brothers and had a talk with them.

As expected, Qin II had to reason with the two of them again.

But this time, the challenge that Qin II had to face was extremely difficult.

Because the people he wanted to persuade were the Lu brothers, whose greatest strength was also their greatest weakness.

They are down-to-earth, simple, unambitious, indifferent, and don't care about reputation; but their biggest shortcoming is also this: they don't know how to adapt, are unwilling to do dirty things, and don't care about reputation. They just want to live a quiet, down-to-earth and honest life.

Oh, this kind of person is the kind that even talented people would call him a "talent" when they see him.

Qin II knew that the two brothers would definitely not agree to his method of promotion and promotion of titles, so Fusu prepared a set of theories to convince these two foolish brothers, hoping that they could become civilized.

"There are horses that can run a thousand miles only when there are Bole. There are always horses that can run a thousand miles, but there are not always Bole. Therefore, even if there is a famous horse, it will only be humiliated by the hands of slaves and die in the stable, and it will not be called a thousand-mile horse."

"There are good horses only when there are good horse trainers. Good horses are common, but good horse trainers are rare. Therefore, even if there is a good horse, it can only be humiliated by servants and die in the stable with ordinary horses, and it cannot be known as a good horse."

"A horse that can run a thousand miles may eat up a stone of millet in one meal. The person who feeds the horse does not know that the horse can run a thousand miles and feeds it. The horse, although it can run a thousand miles, will not be full of food, its strength will not be sufficient, its talents and beauty will not be visible, and it cannot be equal to ordinary horses, so how can it be expected to run a thousand miles?"

"A horse that can travel a thousand miles a day can sometimes eat a stone of food in one meal. The horse's feeder does not know how to feed it more according to its appetite."

"Even if such a horse has the ability to travel a thousand miles a day, if it is not well fed and lacks strength, its talents and good qualities cannot be displayed. If it cannot even do the same as an ordinary horse, how can we expect it to travel a thousand miles a day?"

"If you don't whip it properly, you can't feed it to its full potential, you can't understand its meaning when it neighs, and you hold the whip and look at it, and say, "There are no horses in the world!" Alas! Is there really no horse? It's because you don't know horses."

"You whip it but don't use the right method, you feed it but don't feed it enough to make full use of its talents, you hear it neighing but can't understand its meaning."

"Instead, they walked up to it with a whip in hand and said, "There are no thousand-mile horses in the world!" Alas! Is it true that there are no thousand-mile horses? Perhaps they really don't know a thousand-mile horse!"

Lu Ze was a cultured man, and he understood what Qin II wanted to say as soon as he heard it.

But he thought to himself, hadn't he already pledged allegiance to Qin II?

Although he always felt that being an ordinary person was good, when he met someone like Qin II who was willing to treat ordinary people as human beings, Lu Ze felt that it was an honor to follow Qin II.

So even if Qin II killed his sister, he could endure it.

"Even though I am a poor horse, even if I have no trough and no good feed, I am willing to run as fast as a thousand-mile horse, just to repay my kindness to Bole."

Lu Shizhi was confused. What horse? What trough? Sometimes there was no horse, and sometimes there was a horse.

What is the eldest brother talking about?

Lu Shizhi was very nervous. He raised his head and his eyes met those of Qin II.

Being stared at by Qin II, Lu Shizhi naturally felt uneasy.

"I have said so much, don't you plan to say anything?" Qin II looked at Lu Shizhi's reaction and doubted Lu Shizhi's ability.

"My brother and I both mean the same thing."

Lu Ze looked at Lu Shizhi with disdain in his eyes.

Qin II turned his head away.

Forget it, this article on horses written by Han Yu in the Tang Dynasty is short and concise, so it is normal for Lu Shizhi to be confused after listening to it. (End of this chapter)