Ten days later, all cotton-padded jackets were distributed to the soldiers at the border.
The sweaters produced also meet the purchasing needs of the people!
The little resentment caused by the blizzard before among the people has all been eliminated!
"No, Yafu, I can't wait any longer...!"
Pengcheng, inside Xiang Mansion.
Xiang Yu slammed the table and stood up angrily, "After waiting for so long, until everyone in the city has put on sweaters, if we wait any longer, we will have no chance!"
"Then what do you want to do?"
Ten days have passed and Pengcheng has returned to his previous state.
The members of the Xiang clan have always stayed in the house, doing nothing, and the enthusiasm they had previously ignited was about to be wiped out!
It is estimated that after a while, they will be like the people outside, obeying Da Qin's orders and crying with gratitude to Da Qin!
Therefore, this time Fan Zeng did not stop him, but asked calmly!
"I want to go to Xianyang and kill that boy Ying Feiyu with the Overlord's Spear!"
Xiang Yu's eyes shone with cold light, and his face became terrifyingly gloomy.
"That kid is now Ying Zheng's most beloved child. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to succeed!"
Fan Zeng thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Father, as long as that kid is not eliminated, it will be difficult for us to implement our plan to restore our country!"
Xiang Yu said with burning eyes.
"Well, this time I support Yu'er's opinion. If you want to go to Xianyang, I will accompany you!"
Xiang Liang also drew his sword with a firm attitude.
"Okay, uncle, let's kill that kid later, and it will be much easier to think of a solution. Otherwise, even if we wait until our hair turns gray, we may not have a chance!"
Seeing that Da Qin is getting stronger and stronger, Xiang Yu really can't sit still!
"Yafu, you don't have to worry. Our Xiang clan is very loyal. We will take them all with us and lay an ambush in advance at the place where the boy often hangs out. We will prepare our bows and crossbows. As soon as the boy appears, we will shoot him with arrows. At that time, even if that kid had three heads and six arms, he still wouldn’t be able to run away!”
Xiang Yu held the steel gun in his hand and made a creaking sound, his eyes full of anger.
"Alas...that's all we have for now!"
The old man Fan Zeng thought for a long time, sighed deeply, nodded and said.
The snow disaster had been resolved, and when he contacted the nobles of other countries, everyone was making excuses.
Or he said he was too busy at home and couldn’t leave!
Or it means that you want stability and don’t want to work hard!
These were all fine, but what annoyed him the most was that someone actually said that the land would be plowed soon and he had to help at home!
What the hell, winter has just arrived, are you going to start preparing for farming?
Besides, we are all nobles from various countries. Not to mention being extremely rich, at least we have enough to eat and wear. Do we still need your personal help in farming?
It’s just an excuse!
Even if he understood what they meant, Fan Zeng couldn't break up with them. If he couldn't keep it all, it would still be useful in the future, so he had to give up!
At present, it seems that if that kid is not eliminated, the nobles of the other five countries will never show up, and they will not be able to implement any plan!
As Xiang Yu said, waiting any longer will only make the Xiang family's determination to take revenge weaker and weaker, and make Da Qin become richer and stronger!
By then, they will have no chance to take action!
"Okay! Let's pack up tonight, dress up as ordinary people, and set off early tomorrow morning to go to Xianyang and wait for an opportunity to kill that kid...!"
With the approval of Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng, Xiang Yu finally saw a smile on his face.
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"Dad...Dad...Dad!"
Xianyang City, the Cui family's residence.
Cui Sheng still looked panicked and rushed into Cui Jingtong's house!
"You deserve praise today for not giving me a reminder!"
At this time, Cui Jingtong was being served and given medicine by the housekeeper.
Leaning weakly on the edge of the bed, he frowned after taking a small sip.
I don’t know if it’s because the soup is too bitter, or because I don’t want to see this unfortunate son!
In the past, every time this kid came over looking like this, he would always start with the words "Dad, it's not good".
But today I didn’t curse him, which is pretty good!
He even once wondered if his illness was caused by this kid always shouting that he was bad!
So every time he hears those words, he gets angry!
"No...Dad...no!"
Cui Sheng asked for something like a rattle, and his expression was more panicked than before.
"What's not the case? Is it possible that your boy insists on giving me a reminder of my death?"
Seeing his expression, Cui Jingtong suddenly became angry.
"No... no... dad... it's Bian Guan... Bian Guan!"
"What does the border pass have to do with us? We are in Xianyang. Even if there is a war at the border pass, we will not be able to reach us for a while. Why are you panicking?"
Cui Jingtong rolled his eyes angrily and continued to drink the bitter medicine in the butler's hand.
"Dad, the imperial court...the imperial court has distributed materials to keep out the cold to the soldiers at the border. The soldiers' problem of keeping out the cold has been solved!"
Cui Sheng breathed heavily, trying his best to explain things clearly.
"puff……"
Before he finished speaking, Cui Jingtong spat out all the medicine he had just taken in his mouth.
He stretched out a finger, pointed at his son tremblingly, and asked, "What did you just say? The imperial court has even provided supplies to keep out the cold at the border?"
"But you found someone to sell all our furs?"
Cui Jingtong had had this idea before, thinking that his son would sell all the furs without his consent.
"No, dad, even if you lend me some courage, I wouldn't dare...!"
Cui Sheng pursed his lips and said, "The newspaper said it's something called cotton, which can be made into clothes. It's cheaper than a leather jacket, and it's very thin and warm!"
"Cotton? What is that? Why didn't we have any news before...?"
Hearing this, Cui Jingtong didn't know where he got the strength. He suddenly sat up and asked with wide eyes, "Where is the newspaper? Have you read all the newspapers in the past few days? Hasn't this matter been reported in the newspapers?"
They were guarding Xianyang. If such a big thing happened, it was impossible for them not to receive any news!
The newspapers must be the first to publicize it!
"Sir, your health has been getting worse recently. I have been waiting for you with no clothes on for the past few days. I have no time to read the newspaper! Besides... besides, I don't know much about reading, so even if I read it, it would be useless!"
Before Cui Sheng could say anything, the housekeeper took it out first.
"What about you? You've been idle all day, haven't you read the newspaper?"
Cui Jingtong immediately turned his eyes to his son and shouted sharply.
If he had received the news earlier, he might have sold the fur he had accumulated earlier.
Now that the common people have sweaters and the border officers have cotton-padded jackets, what about the large amount of furs he has accumulated in his hands?
A lot of people are assigned to look after it every day, and it costs a lot of money just to hire these people!
As a result, the furs in several major warehouses are now equivalent to waste!
