There are two types of thoughts that are most difficult to guess in the world. One is a woman's heart, which is as unpredictable as a needle on the seabed and cannot be chewed. The other is a king's heart, which is as boundless as the deep universe.
The obsessive love for the country made Fu Yi, a kind-hearted and ruthless emperor, not only strictly restrain himself, but also treat the royal heirs harshly and almost cruelly. In countless banquets and court gatherings, Fu Yi was He once publicly stated: The Qin Dynasty is a country of tigers and wolves. A country of tigers and wolves never believes in benevolence, justice, etiquette, and wisdom. Only talent is promoted and strength is respected. If you want to succeed the empire, you must have the ambition to swallow up the world and the ruthless and decisive skills. , there is a conspiracy and deceitful plan. I have four sons, but only one can survive. The one who survives will be the lord of the empire.
This concept of law of the jungle is deeply rooted in the minds of Fu Yi's descendants. It was under this life-and-death struggle that Fu Yi's four sons began to restrain each other and fight privately for as long as they can remember.
Based on this point of view, when Fu Yi heard that "Zhou Liangren was assassinated and young Fu Wen fled to Bozhou", he regarded the matter as a whetstone to temper his precious son, and only sent a member of the famous Liuheju family to A master in the realm of immortality secretly guarded Fu Wen to ensure that he could survive, and paid no attention to the rest.
In his view, the fourth son Fu Yonggu was a gift from God, and he should have the ability to turn disaster into good fortune and to establish something later. Otherwise, why would he break the saying "If you establish a direct descendant, you will not establish leisure, and if you establish a successor, you will not establish a successor." The century-old rule of "establishing a young child" will hand over the empire's hegemony to him? If you can't even deal with the internal strife among the little princes, how can you talk about unifying the country and commanding the world?
The emperor's mind is as deep as the sea. It is difficult to be the emperor's son!
However, soon after, Fu Yi discovered that his fourth son did not disappoint him.
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In the year 341 AD, it was July 30th, summer was about to end, and the orioles were getting older.
Above Tianlang City in the Great Qin Kingdom, there were thunderous winds and dark clouds pressing over the city. Even God knew that something strange would happen today, so he hid his precious moon early.
When the civilians and workers in Tianlang City saw this scene, they all thought it was strange and were afraid of being implicated in natural disasters. They closed their doors and hid in their houses.
Fu Yi, who was reviewing the memorial, had no intention of looking at the scenery outside the window. At this time, he was sitting in front of the case, frowning, breathing heavily and regularly, and said nothing.
The attendants around him were all silent. Although Fu Yi was not a king who killed people based on joy and anger, no one was willing to provoke a king when he was angry.
Fu Yi repeatedly looked at the memorial in his hand and fell into deep thought: This year, the Nanzhudao bordering Bozhou of the Han Dynasty coincided with a severe drought. The people had no livelihood and the soldiers had no food left. The border armies of the two sides were in constant friction, and even hundreds of cavalry were wiped out. The sparks of attack and killing may lead to civil unrest and mutiny if there is no proper countermeasure.
Fu Yi raised his head and looked at the south under the dim sky: He had also thought about diverting the disaster eastward and using the power of a country to go south to the Central Plains. As long as he could recapture Muzhou and Bozhou that were taken away by the Han 46 years ago, with the help of two With the state's fertile pastures and fertile fields, the empire can successfully resolve this large-scale natural disaster.
The dull sky made Fu Yi feel inexplicably irritable. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
Forty-six years ago, the Qin Dynasty moved southward, but was stopped by Emperor Shenwu. After this battle, the strength of the Qin Empire was severely damaged, and it had to cede land in order to achieve peace between the two sides.
History books once recorded that the Qin and Han Dynasties negotiated for several days by the Sege River. Finally, Liu Yuan, then the leader of the Qin Dynasty, reluctantly ceded the most fertile land in the empire and the ancestral land of the Huns, Langjuxu Mountain, to the Han. Never touch the white mountains and black waters of the northern two Liaos.
Since then, the land has been lost, the people have lost their homes, there is no place to worship during festivals, and the souls of the ancestors have been left. This is a national humiliation.
Thinking of this, Fu Yi's lonely and indignant heart arose spontaneously. He could hardly suppress his grief and indignation. He wanted to immediately issue an edict to mobilize the country's troops. Three days later, he sent his troops south and went straight to the Han Dynasty Palace, killing all the soldiers. The Han people were exterminated.
However, Fu Yi quickly regained his composure. He understood that although he had been clamoring all day long to travel across the Great Wall and across the Yangtze River, his heart was as clear as a mirror. Although the Han Empire now has many families, its foundation is still there, and he will launch a war to destroy the country. The time has not yet come, so the monarchs, ministers and people of Great Qin still have to endure.
However, now that there is a severe drought in Nanzhu Road, how should the people of Great Qin survive this year of famine.
Fu Yi, who was at a loss what to do, paced slowly in the majestic palace. At this moment, he received another report: Heavy rains continued for days on Wuland Road, which borders Muzhou of the Han Dynasty. The river embankments burst, floods overflowed, houses were destroyed, and the people Tens of thousands of people have been displaced and drowned by floods.
Fu Yi couldn't sit still. The people were the foundation of the country, and the country was stable and peaceful. When there was no owner, he hurriedly ordered people to announce a big letter and ordered Jia Xuanshuo to come to discuss the matter.
After Jia Xuanshuo received the edict, he hurried over. Fu Yi was discussing two disasters with him. A small light gray sign fell lightly from the sky beside Fu Yi's desk.
This is a special handwriting written by the Eagle Eye Guard among the Nine Heavenly Wolf Guards of the Great Qin Empire. The only person who can see this writing is Fu Yi.
Jia Xuanshuo saw this handwriting and was about to retreat, but Fu Yi grabbed his wrist and laughed loudly, "Aiqing is the head of the nine sects, and her status is second only to Daliangzao and Daxianliang. What secrets do I have that I cannot share with Aiqing?" ? Come, let’s watch together!”
Jia Xuanshuo was flattered, and Fu Yi neatly spread out the small sign, and with a touch of his hand, the four words "The Holy Son has returned" tremblingly floated on the small sign, which was truly magical.
When Jia Xuanshuo saw these four words, he thought for a moment, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said in shock, "Your Majesty, has the fourth prince returned safely from the Han Dynasty?"
Fu Yi laughed loudly and was about to nod in response when another piece of handwriting fluttered into Fu Yi's hand. Fu Yi opened it and saw a line of small words written on it: The Fourth Prince is attacking Tianlang City!
As soon as these words came out, Fu Yi and Jia Xuanshuo looked at each other. They couldn't understand how Fu Wen, who was still a young man, could attack the city with troops.
It was useless to think too much. Fu Yi put away the small cards, laughed loudly at Jia Xuanshuo and said, "Let's go, I will take you to see the magnificent scenery of the world!"
Jia Xuanshuo followed Fu Yi.
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On the top of Tianlang City, which is as majestic as Chang'an City, the soldiers in armor and holding swords trembled. The city guard general Fu Tongding climbed to the top of the city and couldn't help but take a breath when he saw the scene below the city.
If His Majesty hadn't arrived shortly, this city-defending general in his early twenties would have really wanted to abandon the city and run away.
You can fight with others, or you can fight with heaven, but you don’t have the weight!
Fu Tongding barely managed to calm down. He had just led his troops to hold down the position and set up city defense measures. On the back foot, Emperor Fu Yi led Jia Xuanshuo's light chariot to the top of the city. Fu Yi looked far into the distance and saw the scene below the city. Yi laughed loudly and said to Jia Xuanshuo, "My son is indeed a gift from heaven!"
Jia Xuanshuo's lips trembled up and down, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.
But under the city, hundreds of beasts came and lined up neatly. Among the beasts, tigers were generals, wolves were soldiers, giant bears roared, goshawks neighed, wild boars screamed, and apes were restless. They were vast and boundless. It's thrilling.
A tiger with thick limbs, a tail like a steel whip, spikes on the tips of its claws, and gorgeous fur stands proudly in front of the beasts. Sitting on the tiger is a young man. He is dressed in ragged clothes, has a long face with gray eyes, thin eyebrows and a wide muzzle. On the right side of his forehead, There is a tiger-shaped birthmark that emits light blue light, which makes people secretly marvel.
Jia Xuanshuo took a closer look and saw that the young man was Fu Wen, who had experienced the death of his mother and the death of his teacher.
After seeing Fu Yi ascending the building, Fu Wen moved forward with a cold light in his bright eyes. He ignored Fu Yi at all and shouted loudly, "I will only ask three times, does the third brother dare to go out of the city to fight?"
It seems that Fu Wen already knew that the initiator of the assassination of his mother and teacher was his third brother.
Fu Wen stared at Fu Yi on the city wall, his eyes filled with determination and ruthlessness.
After the death of my teacher, I was lonely and homeless, wandering around the Lingyuan Mountains. The person who secretly protected me saw that I was pitiful and gave me a method to stimulate my potential. I used the birthmark on my forehead to crawl around in the mountains. Only by being determined, I finally succeeded. Seeing hope, I can finally control the beasts of Lingyuan and return to Qin.
Third brother, today, I, Fu Wen, will avenge the murder of my mother and my master!
Fu Wen fell down, and all the beasts roared in response. The soldiers all over the city were shocked. Although Emperor Fu Yi agreed with the princes fighting among themselves, this was only limited to private fights. No one dared to put this kind of thing in the open. Yes, Fu Wen is openly going to fight the Third Prince today. It will really open the eyes of the soldiers to cut their butts with a knife.
Fu Yi, who was standing on the top of the city, looked pleased and said gently, "Son! Come into the city, and my father will take care of your third brother."
Fu Wen was unmoved, riding the big insect slowly left and right, and said indifferently, "For the second time, third brother, do you dare to go out of the city for a while?"
A son is more important than a father. Fu Yi knew very well that Fu Wen's stubborn character could not be pulled back by nine oxen. In addition, he also wanted to see how his fourth son had improved after a year of traveling, so he stopped talking and stood around him. All the martial arts masters who were about to make a move fell silent and watched silently.
The emperor was speechless, but there was a commotion among the soldiers. There was no reason for the eagle on the grassland to be timid. The sergeants began to whisper to each other and looked at the fourth prince with respect.
A moment later, Fu Wen spoke again, word by word, "For the third time, Third Brother, do you dare to go out of the city for a while?"
The soldiers were completely excited. Some shouted that the fourth prince was powerful, while others shouted that the third prince should go to war. In short, if the third prince did not appear outside Tianlang City today, he would definitely lose the courage and reputation to seize the throne, and it would be difficult for him to seize the throne again. There is a chance to turn around.
Fu Wen was doing something today, which seemed to be open and closed, but was actually as thin as a hair. Under the premise that Fu Yi ignored him, he quickly knocked on the door and called the formation with lightning speed, which could be said to have caught the third prince off guard. Invisibly, it increases one's own chances of winning.
Then, in front of everyone, he shouted for the third prince to fight. The third prince was unprepared and could have chosen to avoid the battle. However, in front of everyone, if the third prince was timid and fought, his reputation would be lost and his face would be disgraced. Therefore, at this moment, Third Prince, you can neither advance nor retreat!
Hundreds of beasts come to the city, smoke and dust rise, and the sons of tigers and wolves are like tigers and wolves!
A light whistle sounded, and the city gate opened wide. A strong military general who was similar to Fu Wen immediately stood up with a spear and covered himself in iron armor. He was the first to rush out of the city. Behind him, thousands of cavalry followed, and some people in strange clothes were among them. All wielding weapons.
It seems that today's third prince has already come out in full force and plans to fight against the odds.
Fu Yi may have known that his two sons would live or die today. His face was expressionless and he couldn't control his emotions. He shed a few tears, but he still didn't stop the two sides from fighting.
Fu Yi turned around slowly and said to Jia Xuanshuo, "Don't look at the surface of the river as flat as a mirror, look at the depth of the water. Today's victory or defeat has been decided. Let's go back!"
Jia Xuanshuo originally wanted to say something to dissuade him, but when the words came to his lips, he did not speak. He cupped his hands and said, "No!"
Fu Yi glanced at the south for the last time and sighed softly, "The loss of my Qilian Mountains will make my six animals unable to live. The loss of my Yanzhi Mountain will make my women colorless, and my women will be colorless!"
It seems that in the eyes of this emperor, nothing in the world can compare with national hatred and family hatred!
"Jia Xuanshuo, from the next day, you will be the fourth prince's master!"
"promise!"
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