Daqin: King of the World

"The great news, the great news! It's really gratifying."

There should be something to celebrate. Xiang Bo, a member of the Xiang clan, laughed loudly, a little bit happier than the Chinese New Year.

"Bo Xiang, what is the happy event?"

It is rare to see the steady Xiang Bo be so gaffe, Xiang Liang, the head of the Xiang clan, feels very puzzled.

The Kingdom of Chu of Nuo-Da gave the first emperor to win the ruling, and there was no chance for the restoration of the country. They also got to hide in Tibet.

"Yes, Uncle Xiang, is there any great news?"

Xiang Yu, the up-and-comer of the Xiang clan, who has not yet grown up, asked curiously.

To say that the only thing worthy of joy is the arrival of the opportunity to rehabilitate the country, other than that I can't think of it.

"According to our detailed investigation report, the First Emperor died in Sand Dune Palace!"

Unable to restrain the excitement, Mr. Xiang clenched his fists, and he almost couldn't dance in place.

"Am I right, the first emperor really died?"

After waiting for too many years, finally waiting for the day when the First Emperor died, Xiang Liang thought it was because of a mistake, and asked nervously.

The prestige of the first emperor is too high, so high that it is daunting, but if they die, they will definitely have a chance to regain their country.

"It's great, two uncles, we are ready to fight against Qin immediately. The time has finally arrived."

Hearing such a news, Xiang Yu was more excited than the other two, and he couldn't wait to immediately pull up the anti-Qin team.

"Yu'er, don't be impatient when doing things, especially when it comes to the great cause of anti-Qin."

After all, Xiang Liang, who had experienced strong winds and waves, frowned and yelled in person.

The young masters of their Xiang clan, in addition to having a physical force, must have basic strategies, otherwise how to accomplish great careers.

"Yes, third uncle."

Others may not listen to it, but they can only helplessly respond to Xiang Yu, whom the third uncle respects.

But in my heart, I didn't think it was right. I didn't need any tricks at all, and I just killed it directly.

"Three brothers, I will come to Japan in the future..."

Seeing that the young master hadn't listened at all, Xiang Bo patted Xiang Liang on the shoulder, indicating not to be too strict.

"I hope so!"

Sometimes a strategy surpasses a hundred thousand heroes, why Yu'er doesn't understand, Xiang Liang shook his head, a little bit of hatred for iron but not steel.

"Bo Xiang, which prince will take the throne, have you found it out?"

The death of the first emperor was the basis for raising troops, and the second generation of Emperor Qin's emperor was the opportunity to raise troops. Xiang Liang, who had seen it thoroughly, turned to inquire.

After so many years of long waiting, after all, there is still a great opportunity to get the greatest opportunity for the restoration of the country.

"According to the circulated news, in the edict left by the first emperor, it is said that the sixth prince Ying Che was ascended to the throne, and he is currently on his way back to Xianyang."

When mentioning this incident, Uncle Xiang was undoubtedly in a good mood, and he told the news together.

"Ying Che has a cruel nature. She killed tens of thousands of people in one breath. He also killed a group of Confucian scholars on behalf of the First Emperor. This is good news."

Hearing that, Xiang Liang was relieved instead, as long as it wasn't the eldest prince to help Su.

Fusu's method is relatively mild, and it may be messy later, but they can't afford to wait.

"Hahaha, God really took care of us, first the first emperor died, and then the cruel prince came to the throne."

Listening to the conversation between the two uncles, Xiang Yu laughed, full of yearning for the anti-Qin cause.

"It's too early to be happy now. The six princes of the Qin clan are not the ones who wait and see."

Just when Xiang Liang and the three were happy about it, a low-pitched voice sounded, but gray-haired Fan Zeng stepped into the thatched house.

"Fan, if you really want to say this, it would be too ambitious for others."

The other party was an old man in his seventies, or one of their few important counselors, Xiang Bo had a basic respect, and he didn't say it too badly.

Now is a good time, Fan Lao is too disappointed, where is the usual wisdom.

"Fan is always confused, isn't he just a cruel prince, what to worry about."

Hearing what Fan Zeng said was really true, Xiang Yu secretly said in an old confusion, thinking that Mrs. Fan was unreasonably worried.

"..."

Even if Xiang Liang himself didn't speak, he just looked at disapprovingly, and he thought the same as Xiang Bo.

"It's not the ambition of the old man, but just a piece of news..."

"Last night the change of the sand dunes broke out. Ying Che, the sixth prince of the Qin clan, killed Zhao Gao, and Prime Minister Li Si took the lead in chanting his Royal Highness."

Seeing that the three of them didn't believe in themselves, Fan Zeng didn't feel annoyed about it, and said calmly.

"this!"

It's not the arrogant stupid person. When I heard Xiang Liang in the latter paragraph, I didn't think there was any before, but was shocked.

How could it be that Prime Minister Li Si was willing to chant the prince of the prince to kill Zhao Gao during the coup, how could it be a simple character?

"It seems that things are not as simple as we thought."

It is with the status of a nobleman that he will understand more about the difficulties, and Xiang Bo is also no exception, showing a solemn color.

"Isn't it just a coup? What's the big deal?"

Xiang Yu didn't care about some of the reactions of the two uncles, and he could do the same with himself.

"Yu'er, I ask you to read more books, but you don't listen to your uncle's advice. Sooner or later you will have a big root."

Hearing such a sentence, Xiang Liang couldn't be clear that the young master couldn't see it, and he couldn't make a fight.

I have to say that Xiang Liang knows the details of Xiang Yu very well. In history, he has lost his life and lost his life.

"..."

Seeing that his uncle was really angry, Xiang Yu quickly closed his own mouth, and did not confront the elders face to face.

"Fan, what do you think we should do now?"

He didn't believe the other party just now, so Xiang Liang asked for advice with an obvious apology.

"To be honest, the old man can't see through the six princes of the Qin clan, Ying Che. At the moment, he focuses on observing the situation, and then it is the best policy to wait for time to change."

"Although the first emperor has passed away, the Qin family has not yet become chaotic, and there is no good opportunity."

After thinking about it carefully, Fan Zeng's thinking became clearer and clearer, and he made reasonable suggestions.

"Fortunately, Mr. Fan promptly dissuaded us, so we didn't have the impulse to raise troops, Xiang X thanked it here."

There is nothing wrong in saying that the death of the first emperor is the prerequisite for preparing for the army, and the chaos of the Qin clan is the time to rejuvenate the country.

When thinking of this, Xiang Liang was thankful that he had not lost his head, and thanked the strategist Fan Zeng in person.

"It's been too presumptuous just now, so I ask Fan Lao to bear with me."

Similarly, Mr. Xiang, who felt very embarrassed, said in thanks together.

"This is what the old man should do, please get up soon."

Facing the two people's mutual thanks, Fan Zeng had no reason to rely on the old to sell the old, and his only anger disappeared all at once.

After all, after joining the anti-Qin team, one can only succeed without fail.

PS: First! *

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