The news outside Xianyang City quickly spread throughout Xianyang City, and many people hurried over and stood nearby to watch the excitement.
These courtiers were sighing and a little afraid.
More than a month, more than a month to destroy the Huns. With such monstrous achievements, Li Xin and Huai Guzi will have nothing to say even if they wait to die.
Immediately afterwards, the courtiers were a little worried, because not long ago, they had questioned these two people. They also followed Wang Heng to take advantage of the situation and tried to trap Huai Guzi to death while he was away in Xianyang.
The more these people thought about it, the more frightened they became, so they shamelessly walked up to Huaiguzi, laughed dryly and said, "Exiled Immortal, I'll wait...congratulations on your banished immortal."
Li Shui sneered: "No need to congratulate, I am a brother and I will settle the score clearly."
Li Shui had already heard about what happened in the city. These days, whoever remains silent, whoever is loyal and unyielding, is the one who adds insult to injury. Zhou Qingchen had already remembered it clearly in his notebook and handed it to Huaiguzi.
The courtiers were very anxious when they saw Li Shui looking to settle accounts after the fall, but after thinking about it, they had no choice but to sigh and return to their homes.
They also thought about looking for Wang Heng. However, Wang Heng was chased by Fu Yao and was desperate, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to fight Xiang Liang. They also heard about this. The Wang family can no longer protect themselves.
The courtiers were very anxious, and Wang Heng was even more anxious.
He was staying with Wang Jian in an airtight hut and said nervously: "Your Majesty has agreed that I, the Wang family, will lead the troops to destroy Xiang Liang. In my opinion, I should send someone to Xiang Liang immediately. Liang sent a letter, ordering him to raise troops immediately. Otherwise, if your Majesty's envoy arrives in Chu and finds that there are no rebels, then I will be guilty of deceiving the emperor."
Wang Jian nodded slightly and said to Wang Heng: "You did a good job. You did not ask for mercy in vain, but respected yourself. Alas, Wang Li was half as smart as you in the past, and he would not have ended up in a different place."
Wang Heng had a look of regret on his face, but he was actually sneering in his heart: If that idiot was as smart as me, I would never be able to stand out again.
Wang Jian called over a reliable confidant and asked him to deliver a message to Xiang Liang, ordering him to raise troops immediately. This confidant also carried a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry to support Xiang Liang.
The confidant took the person away. Wang Jian's expression did not lighten up. He whispered to Wang Heng: "Have you ever thought about why Your Majesty agreed to let me, the Wang family, lead troops to attack Chu?"
Wang Heng was stunned.
Before, he had been immersed in the joy of escaping from death and did not consider this issue at all. Now that he heard Wang Jian's reminder, he suddenly thought about it more and more wrong.
He thought for a while and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "That's right. I have so many military generals in Great Qin, why use the Wang family who has lost power?"
"I thought that His Majesty would only think of me, the Wang family, after being defeated. Unexpectedly, he immediately agreed and let me, the Wang family, lead the army. What does this mean?"
"Could it be that His Majesty knows about our plan? Is he using it to his advantage? What should we do?"
Wang Jian waved his hand: "Don't panic. Only you and I know about contacting Xiang Liang. Even if a close confidant in the family follows you to Chudi for no reason, you don't know what you are going to do. Your Majesty, it's impossible. Guessed our plan.”
Wang Jian stood up and looked at the red sun on the horizon: "Perhaps... Li Xin is too popular. Your Majesty has decided to use the Wang family to check and balance Li Xin."
When Wang Heng heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "That's great, that's a God-given opportunity for my Wang family."
Wang Jian smiled slightly and said, "It's just a possibility. Your Majesty may be doing this out of goodwill, or it may be out of malice. You may want to take advantage of this expedition to destroy the entire Wang family."
Wang Heng's heart hit rock bottom again.
He thought about it carefully, and the possibility of malice was not small. Now the only ones Wang can take are herself and Wang Jian.
Although he had a strategy in mind, he had never fought a war. Put on the battlefield, it is very likely that Zhao Kuo will become an armchair strategist on paper. Although my grandfather Wang Jian was the God of War, he was already old and might not need to fight. He would die after a long journey and bumpy roads in Chu.
Wang Heng wiped the cold sweat on his head and deliberately declined the job. But he thought about it and didn't dare.
The fact that I was able to escape with my life was entirely due to my promise in front of His Majesty that I was willing to pacify the South. Wouldn't it be useless to refuse now? In that case, Fu Yao would definitely chase him for his head again.
Wang Heng thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said to Wang Jian: "Grandpa, no matter what your Majesty's thoughts are, fortunately Xiang Liang is one of ours. After arriving in the south, I dealt with him and made him falsely defeat him a few times, so that I could have a chance to win." If you get credit, everything will be easier."
Wang Jian nodded: "For the current plan, this is the only way. I hope Your Majesty will not send any close followers to supervise the army."
Wang Heng and Wang Jian discussed it until midnight. The more they talked, the more they felt that this matter was an opportunity, and the risk was also not small. But now we have been pushed into a corner, with no way to retreat, we can only bite the bullet and go forward.
Wang Heng didn't sleep all night.
At dawn the next day, he sent someone to deliver a letter to Hu Hai, asking him to find out what Ying Zheng was thinking.
Hu Hai didn't have anyone around him now, so he wouldn't refuse Wang Heng too much. After receiving the news, he cautiously went to Ying Zheng's study.
After Hu Hai saw Ying Zheng, he first pretended to ask for advice on some things he didn't understand academically.
This made Ying Zheng feel a little pity for him. This son, since Zhao Gao's death, has been in a state of despair. He actually doesn't even have a master. When he encounters difficult problems, he has to ask them himself.
Ying Zheng was thinking about who to choose as Hu Hai's master. Then I heard Hu Hai ask: "Father, does it have any profound meaning in letting the Wang family go to Chu to quell the rebellion?"
Ying Zheng laughed and said, "What's the deep meaning? It's just that the Wang family is familiar with the Chu land, and if they quell the chaos, I, the Qin soldiers, can save a few lives."
Hu Hai was stunned for a moment, not expecting this answer.
Ying Zheng glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Who asked you to ask?"
Hu Hai waved his hands repeatedly: "I thought of it myself. I want to take care of my father's worries, so I have been thinking about important matters in the court recently."
Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction.
After successfully deceiving Ying Zheng, Hu Hai immediately ordered someone to send the news out and told Wang Heng.
After Wang Heng received the news, he breathed a sigh of relief, but this breath did not last long. He fell into doubt again: Your Majesty...do you really think so? Or did you say that on purpose?
Wang Heng began to toss and turn again, unable to sleep. He felt like he was being driven crazy.
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Wang Heng suffered from insomnia, and so did the people outside Xianyang City.
It's the middle of winter now, and it's freezing cold. Fortunately, it's not snowing now. Otherwise, it's not impossible for several people to freeze to death.
Of course, the reason why people suffer from insomnia is not entirely due to the cold. But they heard some news. It means that Shangjun Courtyard will start selling leather goods tomorrow.
These leather goods were all taken back from the Huns.
For many years, the Huns have been entering and plundering, and now we finally have our revenge. It is said that this leather product is cheap. A leather robe only costs ten dollars. A pair of leather boots only costs ten dollars. A piece of rug is also ten dollars.
Common people all know this so-called ten coins. It's just a symbolic collection. Banishing the Immortal wanted to give things to the poor people, but he didn't want to act like a charity.
Exiled Immortal, what a good man. For so many years, people have lived in poverty, like pigs and dogs. Among those scholar-bureaucrats, who has ever looked at you seriously? Only the banished immortal, since the banished immortal came, has repeatedly benefited everyone and taken care of the people's face.
When the people thought of these things, they were moved to tears...
The next day, as soon as the east turned white, many people gathered near Shangjun's courtyard.
They waited until daylight and Shangjun Courtyard finally opened.
A craftsman stood up and said: "Each family is limited to purchasing two pieces of these leather goods. You can only buy them after signing and deeding them according to your household registration. Everyone is lined up and no crowding is allowed. Anyone who dares to jump in line will be immediately disqualified."
The poor peasants obediently began to line up.
Soon, the people in front began to pay for the leather goods. The person who got it was very happy and left happily.
However, as time passed, some disputes arose among the queues, because the poor peasants discovered that many landowners had also come to queue.
These poor peasants were very angry and said to the landowners: "Your family is rich in gold and silver, and why are you here to take advantage of this?"
But the landlord didn't care and said calmly: "Didn't the ban of immortals stipulate that rich people can't buy leather goods?"
The poor peasants pointed at the landlords and yelled: "If you buy one more piece, one poor peasant will suffer from the cold. You can't be a man without conscience."
The landowners were unmoved. If you don’t take advantage of it, wouldn’t you be a fool?
Ten dollars for a leather robe, an unheard of price, no fool would buy it. What is conscience? I have never relied on conscience to make a fortune.
The team moved forward slowly, and soon it was the landlord's turn. The landowner walked up to the mountain of fur goods, paid the money, and began to select.
But after choosing for a while, his brows furrowed.
These leather goods were all stained with blood, and all of them had scars. Some were cuts made by knives, and some were holes made by spears.
There are even some hairy bits of meat inside some leather boots.
The landlord asked the craftsman tremblingly: "Aren't there any better clothes?"
The craftsman said lazily: "How good can something ripped from a dead person be?"
The landowner was startled and threw away the leather goods. Clothes worn by a dead man, so horrible.
He asked the poor farmer next to him who was still selecting: "Aren't you afraid?"
The poor farmer glanced at him and said calmly: "I'm afraid of cold, poverty, and hunger, but I'm not afraid of dead people."
After finishing speaking, the poor peasant shook out a leather coat, paid ten coins, and took it away happily.
Landlords, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end I think it’s better to forget about it because it’s cheap. If you really want to buy this thing back, don't sleep at night.
