(Thirty-four)
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Fusu glared at Sun Ge angrily and turned away, looking as arrogant as he could not stand up to me.
Sunge laughed, and Fusu, this little brat, became more and more unrestrained.
What else can I do, I can only continue to pamper her.
It would be best if she could pamper Fusu so much that she would be willing to take care of her until she dies.
"My lord, are you jealous?" Sunge leaned close to Fusu's ear and whispered, "I borrowed those poems."
"I also want to speak well, but I am uneducated and can only say "F*ck" to the world."
How could she write those picturesque poems?
Fusu glanced at Sun Ge and was deeply suspicious of the word borrowing.
Ancient classics, whether poems or foundations, are all treasured by him. Such a popular poem would never be unknown if it were circulated in the world.
Unless it's another product of Zhao Fu Ling's nightmare.
If having nightmares can make you happy, then he has no choice but to do so.
"Ling Zhao, you can't favor one over the other. You owe me a poem, and I don't want to copy it."
Fusu said solemnly.
After all, to him, although Zhao Gao did not have the title of master, he still gave guidance.
If he hadn't made any rude remarks in the court that day, maybe he could have become a master-disciple lie.
What happened yesterday was so worrying.
Sun Ge had a headache for a while, and it was better for her to write poems than to hope that the sun would rise from the west.
But Fusu's face was serious and did not allow for discussion.
Alas, the old Neptune turned over.
"Okay, okay, I'll write."
"I will definitely write you a poem in the future." Sun Ge responded seriously.
Speaking of master and apprentice, Fusu suddenly thought of Hu Hai, the legitimate disciple of Zhao Mansion.
His youngest brother.
Zhaofu Ling has thousands of hills and valleys in his chest and flowers in his heart. He has taught Hu Hai for many years and has been influenced by his eyes and ears. He must be a good person to come to Hu Hai.
Then why did Great Qin still die?
Why is there still no one to succeed Zhao Fu Ling?
Hu Hai, who was personally taught by Zhao Fuling, may not be as talented and strategic as his father, but he should be more than capable of maintaining his abilities.
On the carriage heading to the Donghai County Sheriff's Mansion, Fusu expressed his doubts, and Sunge bit his lips, feeling a little embarrassed.
Fusu asked more and more tricky questions.
"Master, do you think there is a possibility that Hu Hai also has great ambitions?"
"For example, he thought to himself how powerful and domineering and capable his Majesty was in sweeping Liuhe back then. He was extremely envious of him, so the last country among the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period must be destroyed by him."
Sunge considered the words and probed carefully.
This should be regarded as a son inheriting his father's legacy in a different sense.
Fusu was startled for a moment, seemingly unable to react.
For a moment, Fusu's pupils dilated, his mouth opened slightly, and his throat suddenly felt dry.
It turns out that in Zhao Fuling's nightmare, it was really his younger brother Hu Hai who ascended to the throne.
"I am not as good as your show." Fusu sighed, his voice was hard.
Great Qin, the second generation died.
"Eldest Young Master, those are all nightmares. As the old man said, dreams are all the opposite." Sunge comforted him dryly.
She felt deeply embarrassed when this topic was discussed.
After all, Hu Hai was established by Zhao Gao, and Fu Su was killed by Zhao Gao.
Talking too much can easily endanger your life.
Fusu calmed down and saw Sun Ge's reluctance to say anything, so he didn't bother to blame himself, "Old man? I'm afraid it's not Zhao Mansion who ordered me."
Seeing that Fusu looked normal, Sunge breathed a sigh of relief.
This is the little cub she wants to raise, and there must be no problems.
"That's right, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a lot in front of you."
The carriage moved forward slowly, and Sunge and Fusu made jokes. Under the influence of Sunge, Fusu became more talkative and cheerful.
"Ling Zhao went to the governor's house to preside over the land reform in Donghai County?"
After getting back to the topic, Fusu's voice became a little heavier.
Since Xianyang, all counties and prefectures and counties have started land reform one after another, except Chu land.
The nobles and nobles in Chu were particularly powerful, and it was difficult to understand the government orders. The people did not know the significance of this land reform, so it was difficult to implement it, and there were even occasional frictions.
Sun Ge nodded, "Since people all over the world question the land reform policy of Great Qin, I will personally take charge of Donghai County and use Donghai County as a model county."
"When the time comes, facts speak louder than any words."
"Those slanderous voices are like paper tigers. If they are not even half lethal, people will come forward and actively participate in land reform."
Alas, why is that old guy Li Si moving so slowly? How long has it been? The matter of moving the old nobles of the Six Kingdoms to Xianyang has not yet been completed.
Far away in Xianyang, Li Si, who was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground, suddenly sneezed.
Arranged by the First Emperor, Zhang Liang, who worked with Li Si for the first time, fell into the trap innocently.
Li Si:......
Otherwise, he can repair his image as prime minister and win over this young talent who is about to rise to prominence?
The simplest and crudest way to win over is marriage.
"Zifang, I still have a granddaughter at home, she is twenty-eight years old..."
Zhang Liang's face was not red, he was out of breath, and his expression remained calm: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, when I met Zhao Fu Ling in Bolangsha, I got Zhao Fu Ling's advice and regained his life. The ovary had already sworn that he would be Zhao Fu Ling's person in this life. "
Li Si's face turned red and his voice rose, "Did Zhao Gao attack you?"
Li Si knew very well how tempting Zhao Gao's specious words were. Zhang Liang was young and ignorant, so it was reasonable for him to be seduced and deceived.
"Zifang, Zhao Gao is old and has no respect for his words. He has a lot of good friends all over the world. You should keep your eyes open and it will be safe to turn around." Li Si tried to dissuade him sincerely.
Zhang Liang, depending on your Majesty's wishes, you will definitely be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister.
If the marriage is successful, the family will be able to enjoy nearly a hundred years of glory.
Zhang Liang blinked innocently, with a pure face, and said puzzledly, "Zhao Fuling is like a reborn parent to me. Marriage is a major matter of parents' opinions. My parents are dead, so naturally Zhao Fuling has to make the decision."
"I don't know why the Prime Minister is scolding Zhao Fu Ling."
"If that's the case, I'm afraid the marriage won't work out."
Li Si:......
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Well, his style of painting influenced by Zhao Gao has completely gone astray.
Don't ask him what's on his mind right now.
Colored scraps.
But Zhang Liang...
Humph, he is definitely exactly the same as Zhao Gao, wilted and bad.
But this face is more deceptive than Zhao Gao.
At first glance, Zhao Gao looked like a cunning person, and the wrinkles on his face were proof of that.
Li Si gritted his teeth and held back his mouth to make up for it, "I love you so much and blame you so much. Zhao Gao and I have a deep friendship. What I said just now is just a complaint."
"You have been in Xianyang for a while, and you should have heard about the move of the honorable nobles from the six countries to Xianyang. I have tried my best to think about it, and my efforts are almost exhausted, but many of the old nobles are like loaches, and they cannot be found."
"This idea is clearly the leader of Zhao Gaotiao."
