My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Qin Shihuang is gone, but countless people still have their lives to go on, and the game of victory or defeat still has to be played by people.

When Qin Shi Huang died, everyone was busy planning for their future.

Chen Ping was making the worst-case prediction for Qin II and the safest preparations.

"Your Majesty, now it seems that perhaps what the general said is right."

"Do you want me to dispatch troops back?" The emperor was very sad and blamed himself.

But Chen Ping did not intend to comfort Qin II by just saying a few words. He just did his duty and told Qin II that compared with the pain of losing his father, the loss of his father brought about a greater danger, and he must face it, otherwise something bad would happen to the Qin Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, the current situation has changed. If we want to maintain peace at home, we must first intimidate those guys outside. It's time to dispatch the army back to the vicinity of Xianyang City to prepare for any eventuality."

Fusu looked at Chen Ping and fell into deep thought for a moment.

He didn't expect that scene in history would come so quickly.

But this time, Qin II was Fusu.

"Send Zhang Han here."

The eunuch lifted up the hem of his clothes and ran hastily to call someone.

"Zhang Han?" Chen Ping thought he had misheard.

Fusu didn't answer, but just asked, "How is the Science and Technology City?"

"The research on the first generation of armored vehicles has already begun. The rails are also being manufactured. I just went to see it not long ago. In the future, wood will probably be completely replaced by steel. By then, this era will be unimaginable."

"In addition to steel and iron, the glass that Your Majesty requested has already been extracted and made from raw ore materials such as colored glaze and crystal by craftsmen."

"And the cement and limestone that Your Majesty wants are not difficult to obtain. The difficult part is just starting the process."

“In short, everything is being prepared in an orderly manner.”

"Your Majesty, don't worry at all."

Qin II thought for a moment and said, "Make a backup copy of everything and send it to Xianyang. Also, send another 10,000 soldiers to garrison there."

When he saw Qin II making the decision, he regained his former high-spirited and proud attitude.

Chen Ping couldn't help but praise him, "Your Majesty today is the most elegant one I have seen in all the years I have served you."

"Hmm?" There was always a dull pain in Fusu's heart.

"Because Your Majesty can take it and let it go. A real man walks between heaven and earth. If he only cares about feelings and reasons, how can he go far?"

Qin II looked at Chen Ping, thought about his previous state, and suddenly understood something.

Only then did he wake up.

He has been living in grief these days. Since that midnight, he has been torturing himself and cannot get over the death of Ying Zheng.

Fusu kept thinking...if he hadn't come back that day and stayed with Ying Zheng for one night, would he have left?

Fusu slowly came to his senses and realized that he was immersed in a wrong state.

"How long have I been like this?"

"It's almost been half a month. The ministers are already talking about it, and they all want to take advantage of the opportunity."

"Take advantage of loopholes? What do they want to do?"

"Once the late emperor dies, the princes will surely hear the news, and the people of the six countries will soon know these things. The ministers are all waiting for an opportunity, an unspeakable opportunity."

"Since ancient times, the army has always been transient, even though the camp remains the same."

Chen Ping said expressionlessly.

It's just that he was so calm in this situation, and narrated the incident in such a calm tone, which inexplicably gave it a sense of tragedy.

Jing Ke felt that Chen Ping sometimes acted like a knight.

Fusu sneered. He was originally worried about the people outside, but Chen Ping told him that he had to be sober because the people around him might not be reliable.

It was difficult for Fusu to remain sober.

If I don't recover, I might lose my life.

The Second Emperor looked at Chen Ping, first staring at him quietly, then began to laugh.

"Chen Ping, I really didn't misjudge you in vain."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. I just want to prove that Your Majesty is my best choice."

The Second laughed.

After Chen Ping left, the Second Emperor sent away all his servants and eunuchs, and sat alone in the room with the lights off.

Darkness, most of the time, breeds hope.

For the strong, darkness is a chance to catch their breath and restore their energy.

Qin II stayed alone in the darkness for a long time, almost an hour.

The room was too dark and it was hard to tell whether Qin II was crying or not.

Anyway, the next day, his pillow was wet.

As an emperor, he had no time to grieve for his father, nor did he have the option to waste more energy on his family affairs.

He could only give up those things that were common to all ordinary people and necessary for everyone, and not live for himself. He had to cheer up for the so-called overall situation and for people who had nothing to do with him.

Whether Qin II was willing or not, he had to do it.

After all, he is the emperor.

That's his responsibility.

In fact, the Second Emperor knew in his heart what the death of Qin Shihuang meant.

From now on, no one will be his support or a shield.

He had to face all the storms directly by himself.

The next morning, Fusu got up and went about his business as usual.

In the Xianyang Palace, only some white cloth strips were hung and replaced with white curtains.

Everything else seemed exactly the same as usual.

The palace maids were still the same, respectful in front of people but laughing and scolding behind their backs.

The eunuchs continued to gossip as usual.

The guards continued to stand guard as usual, with millions of stars in the sky accompanying them.

Everything seemed normal.

As if nothing had happened.

Qin II wandered around outside, but unfortunately, he didn't see what he wanted to see.

No one really feels sad for Qin Shi Huang.

Qin II thought that he was not as magnanimous as his father, and he always pretended not to see anything when dealing with his subordinates.

When someone like my father died, everyone turned a blind eye, let alone me.

I guess after I die, people's attitude towards me will be even worse than their attitude towards Qin Shi Huang today.

This is life.

At least in this time and space, there is nothing after a person dies.

There are too many absurd things in this world.

Someone proposed to protect the plants and not allow the lawn to be trampled, but then the lawn mower was invented to mow the lawn neatly. It has to be mowed once a month.

And in this world, there are so many people. They are densely packed and endless.

But when I needed help, no one came forward to help.

People seem to be as numerous as ants, bustling about, but in the end, there are very few people who really care about themselves.

Little to almost nothing.

Qin II looked at the trees on the distant mountain, each of which was covered with a thick red. When the wind blew, the whole mountain was like a woman's red hair, blowing towards the east.

This scene inadvertently made Qin II feel a little happy.

Natural scenery always has a unique power to heal people's mood.

Red is an extremely special color, symbolizing vigorous vitality.

Qin II looked at the red mountains and the autumn scenery. What a wise man he was.

He knew that human life and death were like that of trees; there was birth and there was withering.

Ying Zheng is gone, why do you have to keep thinking about him here?

Maybe thousands of years later, they will be able to meet again in some time and space.

However, the death of the First Emperor began to become unimportant when Qin Ershi himself no longer cared about it.

After all, even if everyone was just pretending before, it was all for the benefit of Qin II.

When Qin II himself no longer cared, even fewer people were willing to pretend to care.

Soon, everyone stopped pretending.

By this time, the news had almost spread.

Within a month, everyone in the world knew that Qin Shihuang had passed away.

What the prime ministers of the empire had once worried about is finally happening.

That is, the empire will face the crisis of the return of the nobles of the six countries. Not only that, the new princes will probably quit their jobs.

It’s not that Fusu is not capable, it’s just that human nature is like this, and history is just repeating itself again and again.

Just like when King Wu of Zhou died, the princes saw the old emperor die and immediately rushed to attack King Wu's descendants and grandchildren.

Most of the time, the relationship between relatives is maintained between peers. Once the previous generation is gone, the next generation will definitely lose control.

It happened that taxes were being robbed, and King Wang Li of Liang took advantage of the situation. He joined forces with King Xiong Qi of Jin, and the two of them joined forces and were the first to break free from the control of the Qin Empire.

They declared independence from then on and would no longer pay tribute to Qin II.

And from now on, the relationship between them and the Qin State is no longer that of a mother country and a vassal state.

The incident happened too suddenly, and all of a sudden everyone in the world was blaming Prince Liang Wang Li.

The strange thing is that Guangwang, which is sandwiched in the southeast corner, seems to have expected this.

After hearing that Qin Shihuang had died, he quickly set up a border defense line.

Afterwards, he severed relations with the States of Jin and Liang respectively.

The King of Jin sent someone to angrily rebuke the King of Guang, "You are truly unworthy of being a vassal."

Upon hearing this, Prince Guang just smiled and told the messenger, "Go back and tell your king that if he does not recognize Qin II as the emperor, then no one among them will recognize him as a vassal."

When the envoy from Jin heard this, his face turned pale.

Ren Xiong was rarely so arrogant. After saying this, he immediately reported it to Qin II overnight.

Ren Xiong wrote a lot of words in the letter himself.

He mourned the First Emperor of Qin, consoled the Second Emperor of Qin, praised the Second Emperor of Qin, and appeased the Second Emperor of Qin. Then he told him exactly how the people of Jin wanted to unite with him to fight against the State of Qin, but he had ruthlessly refused.

Qin II was already very busy. He knew that the King of Jin, the King of Liang, and the ruler of Zheng might rebel, and he also knew that the King of Guang might rebel.

But since he dared to divide the land in the first place, he must have his reasons.

But after receiving the letter from Prince Guang, it was Qin II's turn to be shocked.

Fusu never expected that he would feel flattered when he became emperor.

It is obvious that the King of Guang is just farting and smelling a lot.

Although Qin II was happy, he felt that his memorial was too long-winded.

He threw it aside and asked the clerk to draft a reply for him.

But at this moment, Chen Ping said, "Your Majesty, it would be better if you could reply to him in person."

Fusu hesitated, "Reply to Ren Xiong? He is just a rough man, do I need to reply personally?"

Everyone looked at Qin II.

Chen Ping insisted, "If Your Majesty wants all the princes to follow the example of Prince Guang, then you should respond to Prince Guang."

"Not only should we let Prince Guang know that this matter is worthwhile, but we should also let all the princes in the world praise your majesty's wisdom and virtue."

Qin II was a little unconvinced, "At this time, is it still useful to do this?"

Zhou Qingchen watched from the side. He saw that the emperor was unwilling to write, but Chen Ping insisted on showing off his ability to make the emperor listen to him.

Zhou Qingchen took the opportunity to say, "Your Majesty, Prince Guang is just a vassal. As a vassal, he guards the territory for Your Majesty, which is the duty of a minister."

"How can it be worthy for Your Majesty to personally reply to his memorial?"

"Besides, Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. If you were to waste so much time and effort on such a matter, wouldn't it make Your Majesty appear servile in the eyes of the princes?"

"Besides, the Guangdong and Guangxi territories were not what Your Majesty wanted in the first place. The Prince of Guang did not dare to break off relations with Your Majesty, fearing that he would lose the source of supplies for the court. He did not break off relations with Your Majesty out of consideration for friendship or anything like that."

Zhou Qingchen's words immediately angered a group of generals.

"Minister Zhou, what are you talking about? Prince Guang has always been an upright person. He wrote this memorial just to reassure Your Majesty."

"What are you thinking?"

"You're actually trying to sow discord here."

The person who scolded Zhou Qingchen was a military general.

He had long been fed up with the Qin Dynasty's civil service system, where a bunch of pretty boys did whatever they wanted in the court, leaving life and death matters to these rough guys, while these pretty boys said this and that in front of the Emperor.

When the world is not at peace, generals like these are needed to restore peace.

The world is at peace, but they are afraid that the general will disrupt the peace, so they wish to take away all the general's power.

Zhou Qingchen actually said this about Prince Guang, which was simply making these generals eat their own spit.

Zhou Qingchen was so angry that he was shaking. "What did you say? How dare you act so rashly in front of His Majesty. Don't you take His Majesty seriously?"

Zhou Qingchen was forced into a corner and had no choice but to possess Zhao Gao and use Zhao Gao's tricks.

"How could I have that?" The general was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He was speechless and just looked at Qin II in horror.

Qin II looked at the generals with anger in their eyes and naturally asked Zhou Qingchen to retreat.

Zhou Qingchen saw that he was not strong enough and could only retreat for the time being.

However, Zhou Qingchen's words offended too many people.

Even the great general Zhao Tuo looked down upon him more and more.

Qin II finally listened to Chen Ping's words and responded to every word written by Ren Xiong one by one.

He also wrote at the end, "I understand your thoughts. Among my princes, you, Prince Guang, are the most loyal and sensible."

"You have set a good example for all the princes in the world. You deserve the support of the 500,000-man Nanyue army."

"I thank you on behalf of all the people in the world."

Qin II did not write these words against his will.

But he felt that it was a bit awkward to do so, like coaxing a baby.

However, these few words written by Qin II deeply touched Prince Guang's heart.

Prince Guang actually just wanted Emperor Qin II to praise him.

After all, in Ren Xiong's eyes, Qin Ershi was his idol, not Qin Shihuang.

Qin Shihuang did not take their lives seriously, but Qin Ershi took the lives of his brothers seriously.

Besides, in Ren Xiong's eyes, the Second Emperor was a very cultured person. The fact that he could receive his praise showed that his memorials were becoming more and more sophisticated.

King Guang was very proud of this. (End of this chapter)