(sixteen)
"Tampering with the imperial edict is a huge undertaking that cannot be accomplished by just one person."
Xiang Yu's speculation has restored the truth infinitely.
Sunge lay down on the rocking chair again, closed his eyes and said nothing.
He is indeed the most trustworthy person.
One is the official of Zhongche Mansion who has been with him for many years. When Jing Ke stabbed the King of Qin, he shouted: "The King bears the sword!" Zhao Gao, the king carries the sword.
One is the prime minister of Qin Dynasty and the minister of Qin Shihuang.
Seeing that Sunge's face was stained with sleepiness, Xiang Yu stopped talking and fanned quietly.
Master must feel uncomfortable in his heart.
After a long while, Xiang Yu quietly left.
The death of Qin Shihuang was a great turmoil for the entire world.
Turmoil also means opportunities.
Xiang Yu began to pay more and more attention to the movements of the First Emperor's parade, but the news that kept coming back confused him.
Handle the minister's request as usual?
Explore again!
We can only explore further!
Until the spies reported that there were a lot of smelly fish and rotten shrimps in the patrol car, and the smell was permeated.
At the moment when he received the news, Xiang Yu finally answered his doubts.
The King of Qin who conquered Liuhe did indeed die.
The walk was silent, even a little sad and funny.
A life of domineering will end in betrayal and separation, leaving the family alone.
Is Hu Hai the successor chosen by Li Si, the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, and Zhao Gao, the magistrate of the CRRC?
Zhao Gao, the commander of the Middle East Prefecture, also holds the seal. If he wants to tamper with the imperial edict, Zhao Gao must not be innocent.
Great Qin is about to change.
But at the same time, the day is about to collapse.
Zhao Gao was Hu Hai's teacher and taught him the law of prison.
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, but I don’t know who will have the last laugh between Zhao Gao and Li Si.
"Master, Qin Shi Huang died!"
In the study, Xiang Yu said coldly.
The brush in Xiang Liang's hand broke instantly, and his eyes widened, "What did you say?"
Xiang Yu repeated it without thinking.
Xiang Liang threw the broken pen aside and controlled his voice, "How did you know that?"
Everyone in the world knows that the First Emperor's patrol car is still on its way back to Xianyang without any hurry.
Xiang Yu pursed his lips, but still concealed the matter of mind reading.
The master is a strange man, he knows it, and his uncle knows it even better.
Once the uncle knows that the master has the ability to spy on the unknown and unpredictable things, and that he can know the master's inner thoughts through mind reading, it may not be a good thing for the master.
Thinking of this, Xiang Yu just listed the doubts and speculations one by one.
After hearing Xiang Yu's speculation, the surprise on Xiang Liang's face was replaced by suspicion.
Xiang Liang knew that he had been convinced.
"Uncle, we have to prepare early."
"The storm that will sweep across the entire Great Qin Dynasty is coming."
For some reason, the scenes of those days when he set up a stall on the long street appeared in Xiang Yu's mind.
The small traders who were struggling to have enough food and clothing returned home at sunset with smiles on their faces.
Wind and rain are opportunities for those of them who are still determined to rebel.
What about ordinary people?
Xiang Yu sighed quietly, his heart seemed not as hard and decisive as before.
Xiang Liang frowned and said, "The storm that swept across the Qin Dynasty?"
Xiang Liang couldn't understand.
"Uncle, it will not be Young Master Fusu who succeeds."
"Think about the people who accompanied the emperor when Qin Shihuang toured Kuaiji County, and then think about the secret mourning."
"Hu Hai will be promoted to the throne."
"And Young Master Fusu will definitely be executed by everyone behind Hu Hai in order to avoid future troubles."
Xiang Yu explained patiently and carefully.
Xiang Liang understood instantly, with light dancing in his eyes as he stared at Xiang Yu scorchingly.
His nephew has grown up.
Under the guidance and training of Mr. Fan, Yu'er's growth has been rapid.
It was Yu'er's luck to meet Mr. Fan, and it was also the luck of the Xiang family.
Jade is not cut, not a device.
"Yu'er, uncle will arrange for you to appear in front of the powerful people in Kuaiji. You must make your name in person."
Xiang Yu, who is born with supernatural power, will definitely convince and admire the younger generation of Kuaiji, and cultivate his own trusted team before the storm comes.
In addition, he also had to send someone to pay attention to the news about the parade, Xianyang, and Shangjun.
Prince Fusu is in Shangjun, with Meng Tian's 300,000 troops relying on him. Can Hu Hai really succeed in usurping the throne?
But no matter what, this time, Yu'er had the upper hand, and to a certain extent, had the initiative.
"Listen to uncle."
Xiang Yu did not refuse.
Make a name for yourself and people will follow you.
People are his capital to compete in the world.
"Then don't bother uncle, Yu'er will leave first."
Xiang Yu stood up and resigned.
Xiang Liang looked at the pouring rain outside the window and frowned, "It's raining heavily, you still have to go out?"
Xiang Yu nodded, "I still have something to discuss with Master."
After confirming the death of Qin Shihuang, Xiang Yu has been feeling uneasy.
Master, can you really accept this?
Xiang Liang:......
When Xiang Yu arrived, he saw his master with white hair and beard standing in the study writing a memorial ceremony.
Lamenting the achievements of the ancestral dragon, he offered sacrifices to the First Emperor.
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The wind and rain are swaying, and I have exhausted all my energy, but the country and the king will live and die together.
Dating back thousands of years and traveling to hundreds of dynasties, his achievements are outstanding and untouchable.
Its system will last forever and its achievements will last for thousands of years. We always pay tribute to express our admiration.
May the spirit of the ancestral dragon pray for great prosperity in China.
The memorial article is not long, but every word is astonishing and enlightening, as if it is trying to rectify the name of the First Emperor, who was crucified as a tyrant by immigrants from six countries.
However, the memorial text was not signed.
No, there should be, but when I was writing, Master made a decision and gave up.
That drop of ink stain covered Master's myriad thoughts.
Will this bamboo slip leave any trace of the First Emperor's innocence in future generations?
If its system lasts forever, how can it be controlled?
County system?
In Master's memorial tribute, the First Emperor truly deserves to be the emperor of the ages.
The focus of the memorial service is on mourning.
Sunge listened to the sound of raindrops falling on the stone slabs outside the courtyard, lit the charcoal fire in the bronze basin, and threw the bamboo slips into it to burn.
Xiang Yu subconsciously bent down to pick it out, "Master, this sacrificial inscription should be passed down to future generations for people to know."
"Published to future generations?"
"Do you think that by writing this memorial for your master, you want to gain a posthumous reputation for the First Emperor?"
Sunge shook his head and said with a faint smile, "He does not need to be a teacher to rectify his name. After a thousand years, people will know his greatness."
"My memorial service just wants him to know that there are still people who miss him in this world, and he is never alone."
"Q7 has not passed yet, and he has not gone far, so he should be able to receive it."
She didn't write down her name because she didn't know what name to leave.
Neither Fan Zeng nor Zhao Gao are suitable.
Xiang Yu felt more and more complicated as he looked at his master who was lonely but still energetic.
Master has always shaped the First Emperor into a big mountain, standing in front of him, and he has to keep climbing and overcoming it throughout his life.
Obviously, he and the First Emperor were enemies of the country and the family.
At this moment, the enemy has turned into a mountain.
