(Twenty-six)
Besides, a high-end and high-end fishing bait like hers can only catch high-end fish.
"Zhao Mansion orders fishing, and those who wish will take the bait."
Seeing Sunge's nagging expression, Fusu took over the conversation and joked.
fishing?
According to him, Zhao Fuling already had a candidate in mind, weaved a web, and then waited patiently for that person to bump in on his own.
It was obviously supposed to be a bloody and unpredictable assassination, but the order of the Zhao government was forced to create a calm and elegant atmosphere of sitting back and watching the clouds roll in and out.
Don't say it, don't feel it in your heart.
On the way to Bolangsha and other places, Sunge and Fusu suffered two minor assassinations. Sunge was killed in the wilderness without even seeing the shadow of Zhao Gao.
Well, Sunge doesn't have that much kindness.
Is it possible that she was possessed by the heart of the Holy Mother, and gave some spiritual education to these people who jumped out to kill her, and persuaded them to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately?
Or maybe dig a hole and bury it, and then erect a monument?
Stop it, she doesn't have the leisure time.
Fusu was suddenly assassinated, and his pale face gradually softened.
Before leaving Xianyang, his father warned him several times that this journey would not be peaceful and asked him to be mentally prepared in advance.
But when the arrow with a cold luster pierced the curtain, his mental construction collapsed.
At this moment, he finally realized clearly that Zhao's words outside the palace did not contain any irony.
Every sentence is true.
The flames of war that once plagued the world had never affected him in the slightest.
Growing up, he was dressed in fine clothes and everything went as planned. It was his father who gave him such conditions.
"Would you like to hear a story to calm your nerves?"
Sunge smiled lightly, squinting through the curtains that were set up as sieves, looking at the scorching sun on the green mountains outside the carriage.
Sunge's calmness and calmness infected Fusu. "That's good."
In my father's words, every opportunity to talk with Zhao Fuling is better than reading the books of sages.
Listening to your words is worth ten years of reading.
"There is no need to be so solemn." Sunge drank some water to moisten his throat and continued, "It's just a dream that the servant had. After hearing this, the eldest son doesn't need to take it seriously. It's all a lie."
"It doesn't matter if the Zhao government orders you to say so."
Dream?
Throughout the ages, people with great wisdom love to dream.
"A few months ago, I accompanied His Majesty to Mount Tai for the Zen ceremony. The weather was stormy and rainy. I had nightmares in the middle of the night. The things in my dreams were bizarre and shocking."
"I am over forty years old, and most of my body has been buried in the ground. I have experienced countless things, but I have never had such a terrifying nightmare."
"The nightmare is also a chaotic world with constant disputes. It is devastated. In addition to the smoke everywhere, there are piles of dead bodies. The rotten smell of carrion and blood often floats in the air."
"Without clothing and food, the superiors continued their conquests, and the people at the bottom starved to death and died in battle, leaving behind wives, children, and widowed mothers who were unable to support their families."
"The ants are still trying to survive. In desperation, there is even a tragedy where they exchange their ants and eat them."
"When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."
"The common people yearn for peace in their hearts, but in troubled times there has never been real peace due to the tyrannical rule. I don't know whether times create heroes or heroes create times. In the midst of troubled times, a great man who inherits destiny appears and ends the troubled times."
"Peace is hard-won, and reunification is even more precious. It's a pity that the recuperation and recuperation that the people long for has not yet come."
"The new unified empire was originally a castle in the air, precarious, and no one understood the great man's foresight. As a result, the chosen son overworked himself, and passed away in just more than ten years. The great empire had no one to inherit its ideals, and it fell apart, and troubled times reappeared. "
Sunge's voice is mellow and full of emotions, creating a story with a strong visual sense for Fusu.
Fusu:......
Is this a shock?
This was probably not to scare him into vomiting out the last night's wine.
Fusu seemed to be able to see his skinny mother wailing, but he had to send his young and immature son to join the army.
It also seemed that one could see a charred battlefield stained red with blood.
He also seems to see the hope that the chosen one brings to this troubled world.
Troubled times?
Unify the great empire?
The chosen one dies and the empire falls apart?
Helping Su Fu reach his soul, the spiritual platform became clear and clear, and he instantly understood the profound meaning of Sun Ge's story.
"Zhao Fuling!" Fusu's always gentle and elegant voice was extremely sharp. "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Sun Ge raised his eyebrows and spread his hands innocently, "I'm talking about a dream."
Is it wrong to share your nightmares these days?
"Why is the eldest son so angry? Is it possible that you can interpret dreams?"
The conversation outside Zhangtai Palace was neither painful nor unpleasant.
Now that I have experienced the assassination and listen to these words, will I still be confused and not know where to go?
Education requires not only teaching students in accordance with their aptitude, but also adapting measures to local conditions.
Fusu gritted his teeth and glared at Sunge like a little wolf with explosive fur, "Do you know what will happen to you if this appalling story reaches the ears of your father?"
Fusu chewed the word "story" very hard.
Sun Ge stretched out his hand and pulled off the tattered cloth on the carriage window, reflecting on Nuanyang and said energetically, "Of course I have been entrusted with the important task."
"I am sincere to Your Majesty. How could I hide it from Your Majesty?"
"How can the eldest son be sure that Your Majesty has not had the same nightmare?"
"My lord, who is right or wrong? Do you really not have a balance in your mind? The chosen one in the dream occupies a supreme position, but he is also a lonely man who no one understands. He works hard and sleeps day and night, and he gives up prematurely after exhausting his efforts. Human world."
“The great empire that cared about a lifetime of struggle also dissipated.”
To be honest, she wasn't very good at being persuasive.
For disobedient children, just give them a spanking. If that doesn't work, give them two.
But who asked that the person sitting opposite her was Fusu, who was of high status in Zhilan Yushu?
Fusu was silent. He had always done unfilial things in the name of Confucian justice and the reputation of his father.
Is the Great Unification really as unbearable as the doctors say?
Perhaps, from the beginning, he was not as good as his father.
Because he is not as good as his father, he cannot see the world from his father's height.
The silence is still spreading, and Sunge doesn't want to be a close sister...
No, the intimate eunuch.
What can she do when faced with a troubled child? Of course, she can hum a tune and use practical actions to infect the child.
Is this a problem?
no problem!
Fusu's eyes were complicated, and Zhao Fuling was so arrogant, which made people feel uncomfortable.
However, why are the little songs that Zhao Fu Ling hums indiscriminately more and more brainwashing?
Fu Su, who was unhappy, said with a stinging voice, "I heard that after Zhao Fu ordered Taishan to be enshrined, he was punished by his father to kneel down and even be castrated again. You want to kill yourself against a stone to show your ambition."
"Is it because of this bizarre nightmare that Father punished you?"
