Qin Official

The meeting place was not in Pingcheng, Daijun, but in Wuzhou Mountain in the south of the city.

Wuzhou Mountain is very unique. The mountain is not high, only more than twenty feet. The top of the mountain is as gentle as a swing. At the southern foot of the mountain, a ten-mile-long river flows peacefully from the foot of the mountain. Now it is completely frozen, the ice is crystal clear, and it can be walked on. On the north bank of the river, there is a cliff wall one to twenty meters high, which is continuous and several miles long. Falling snow accumulates on it, like a northern ice-blood Great Wall.

Although it is still early for the Yungang Grottoes to be built, this place is already a good place to "hide the wind and get water". The mountains block the cold north wind. Military camps are set up here and a raging fire can be regenerated to warm them. Full of meaning.

When Fusu was led here by a counselor named "Huangshi", Heifu was already waiting by the fire.

Whenever old friends who have not seen each other for a long time meet, there will always be some awkwardness at first, especially when the two of them have their own careers and there was a nasty misunderstanding.

The silence lasted for a while, and finally Hei Fu broke the embarrassment.

"coming?"

"coming."

Heifu looked at Fusu's face, which had been damaged by the wind and frost, and was no longer childish. Once upon a time, when the two met in the Northland, they were still very handsome.

But in a blink of an eye, they were all middle-aged. Fusu had lost a lot of weight, and his temples were even a bit white.

"The eldest son."

Heifu couldn't help but stand up and asked about the past: "Have you received the letter that I sent Ji Ying from the south to Xianyang?"

Fusu nodded: "I got it, there is a warning in it, but it's still too late."

"After the accident, why didn't you go to Lingnan to join me?"

Fusu shook his head: "At that time, you were in bad luck, and the situation forced you to not go south. What's more, at that time, I had lost my fighting spirit and was confused. I didn't know where I should go. I even gave up on my wife and son. …”

Hei Fu shook his head: "Your son, Gongsun Jun, is safe and well. He is in mourning for you in Lishan Mountain. He has no worries about food and clothing. He is not stupid at all, but is very smart."

"I thanked... Mr. Xia on his behalf."

Fusu bowed to Hei Fu, silently thanking him.

There was another moment of silence until Heifu asked the most crucial point.

"If you were already discouraged at the beginning, why did you become depressed again in the end?"

Fusu did not answer this. At this time, he discovered that the "Huangshi" who brought him here and the guards who escorted him here all resigned. Only on the top of the cliff of Wuzhou Mountain were more than ten people patrolling from a distance. They stood a hundred steps away with crossbows in hand. They could not hear the conversation between the two, but they could also protect Heifu's safety at all times...

Heifu also noticed the way Fusu looked up at the officer and crossbowman in the distance, and he immediately smiled and said:

"Don't mind. I am sincere about this meeting."

"You know, when I met Zhongli Mei and Zhang Liang in the past, I made them wear shackles on their hands, but you are the only one who can meet me alone with your freedom."

Fusu withdrew his gaze, looked closer, and said, "Not to mention the officials on the cliff, you are definitely not 'alone' here, right?"

The reason why I say this is because on the left and right of Heifu, there is a half-sized dark-skinned dog, lying on the ground gnawing meat and bones...

Hei Fu patted his two beloved dogs and said shamelessly: "

"After starting the army from Yunmengze, although I participated in many battles, I gradually relied on strategizing and rarely fought on my own. I heard that you were at the frontier and always took the lead. I was afraid that if something happened, I would be in trouble. Come on, I won't be able to beat you."

"So I called two helpers..."

Fusu shook his head and said: "The Hei Fu I knew in the past was decisive and brave. He was not a person who was afraid of death."

"The situation has changed and I have to risk my life."

Heifu laughed at himself:

"My generals, lieutenants, and advisors all say that I am... brave when facing a big enemy, but timid when facing a small one."

Fusu laughed dumbly: "Then Fusu, who has already been worshiped by Xia Gong once, what is he, a big enemy or a small enemy?"

"Or is it a thorn in your side, a thorn in your flesh, a dead person?"

"It's an old friend." Heifu stretched out his hand and asked Fusu to sit down a few steps away.

"An old friend who understands right and wrong and can sit down and talk."

"Fusu, Fusu, you think so too. Otherwise, how could you help me attack the Huns, cook Kuai Che, and finally come alone?"

Indeed, when Fusu went south, his subordinates were quite dissuasive. Because of what Chen Ping did to Liaodong, they were deeply suspicious of Heifu. They felt that Fusu had shown his attitude by attacking the Huns, and there was no need to do so. Take risks again.

"The black man is greedy and greedy. If the king goes there, he will be like a sheep in a tiger's mouth, and there will be much misfortune!"

But Fusu only ordered his deputy general Gao Cheng to take the more than 10,000 Liaodong cavalrymen brought here back to Guangning (Zhangjiakou) a hundred miles to the northeast to wait. Fusu did not bring Liu Ji with him on this trip. He stayed in Liaodong to guard against the intrusion of bandits in southern Liaoning.

As for himself, he rode south alone with Heifu's envoy.

Is this done because of trust?

No, in addition to trust, there is also an understanding of the current situation.

Fusu knew very well that if he took a confrontational stance against Heifu, it would definitely be a war of baht and yi. The Liaodong regime might be able to survive this winter, but it would definitely not survive the next autumn...

Since he decided not to engage in confrontation, he could only try and sit down and talk. Fusu hoped to win a relatively fair future for everyone in Liaodong...

Heifu pointed to the copper kettle on the stone table in front of Fusu: "The reception was not good and there were no maids. This is boiled water from the frozen riverbed at the foot of Wuzhou Mountain. I poured it myself."

After saying that, he poured a cup, drank it slowly, and said with a smile: "Look, it's not poisonous. Of course, if Chen Ping is here, he will definitely think that taking the opportunity to poison you to death is the best choice..."

It's okay not to mention Chen Ping. Fusu couldn't help but clenched his fists when he mentioned Chen Ping.

The people he hates the most are, first, Kuai Che, and second, Chen Ping!

Fusu solemnly said: "In the past two years, Chen Ping was in Jiaodong, but through merchants, he sent ordnance to the Yan Dynasty, so that they could join forces to stop me. He also recruited a group of thieves to constantly harass Liaodong, trapping more than ten cities, killing and looting. Take away tens of thousands of people."

He looked at Hei Fu: "But I heard that you rewarded Chen Ping very much. Not only did you make him Marquis of Yangwu, rank among the Nine Ministers, but you also gave him all the Chu lands to govern?"

"For the people of Liaodong, and for you, Chen Ping did have a big fault."

But Heifu spread his hands and said:

"But for me, for Jiaodong, and for the whole world, Chen Ping has made great contributions."

"Without Chen Ping's trick, breaking Chu and establishing Qi would not have been so smooth. The losses suffered by Liaodong are not necessarily greater than the number of people Peng Yue died in vain in Pengcheng. If now, Peng Yue uses this as an excuse to ask me to deal with Chen Ping, I should Do you agree or approve? Should Chen Ping be punished or rewarded?"

Chen Ping is a sinner in Liaodong, a bad guy, and a conspirator, but he is also a hero and a prince who must be rewarded heavily by Heifu!

"Chen Ping was at fault, but his fault was that the East and West were isolated at that time. Chen Ping could not get my orders and could only make his own decisions. This person likes conspiracy. He feels that the relationship between me and you is like Yi Wu and Chong'er. If one person succeeds, whoever makes the first move will have the advantage!"

Like two hunters in a dark forest, Chen Ping pulled the trigger for Heifu, otherwise he and Fusu would not be so disparate in strength...

Fusu sneered: "So, this matter, which cost more than ten thousand lives, was so lightly dismissed? Heifu thinks this is an insignificant labor pain before the world is settled?"

"That's right, it's like reading a paper book. You can only turn over this page!"

Heifu admitted without hesitation: "Today's situation is that it doesn't matter who starts first, nor does the process matter. What matters is the final result!"

"Fusu, from the time you claimed to be King Zhao, I knew that you were trying to send me a message and that you were willing to do what Zhou Zhao did to create a republic and divide and rule the world. But looking at the current situation, it is obviously impossible."

"Now that the world has been unified, the remnants of the six kingdoms have been wiped out, and the remnants of the Xiongnu have also fled northward. I have taken forty-five of the forty-eight counties in the world, but you only have three counties in your hands. I have more than 400,000 soldiers under my command, and the princes Guanneihou Dozens, and you only belong to a handful of twenty or thirty thousand people..."

Fusu frowned: "Are you threatening me with a large number of soldiers?"

Heifu laughed: "No, it's not a threat, but I want to tell you that the hands behind me pushing me forward are ten times more than yours."

"And once I let them down, the backlash I will suffer will be ten times higher than the price you paid for giving up all this!"

"You should be able to understand that today, we no longer live only for ourselves, but fight for ourselves!"

Fusu acquiesced. Why weren't there countless promoters behind him?

But he still couldn't accept that Heifu said all this so easily!

But the reminiscing ends here, and then comes the drama of Heifu inviting him here: Although they both claim to be Qin, the two sides are two different regimes. How can they be integrated into one body if they are not in a situation of fighting over each other? , to truly unify the world?

The answer is obvious.

"There are no two days in the sky, and there are no two tigers in the mountains."

Hei Fu put down his cup: "For the sake of the stability of the world, some of you and I must give in and give way to the talented!"

"Whoever has the fewest pushers will give in, right?"

Fusu understood, but was still a little disappointed, and sighed: "Hei Fu, Hei Fu, do you want me to give you this world, this country, and the seven-hundred-year-old country named Ying?"

But Hei Fu was noncommittal: "No, what I give up is not the position, the country, and the country."

"You have never sat in the position of being in charge of the world."

"Ying's surname is Sheji. Your brother Hu Hai has been completely lost."

Heifu opened his arms, as if he wanted to encompass the world in his chest:

"As for this splendid country, it has long been torn to pieces in the struggle for 'heroes' from all walks of life. I spent three years patching it up bit by bit. As for you, Fusu, you just patched it up." Three counties, how can we talk about giving in to each other?"

Fusu was astonished, but laughed dumbly: "This sophistry is all fallacy. However, for all the above, I really have nothing. Not the throne, the country, or the country, so what else can I give you?"

"have."

Heifu approached him and stared into Fusu's eyes: "Fusu, let me ask you again, you are already completely dejected and demoralized, why can you go far away to Haidong and rise again?"

"Do you want to be emperor?"

"Do you want to inherit Qin Shi Huang's legacy?"

Fusu also stood up, looked at Heifu and gave him the answer.

"It's for atonement."

"It was my one thought that caused the world to be in chaos and the people to be in chaos. I want to clean up this old land from scratch!"

"good."

Hei Fu raised his hand and said: "What I want you to give up is this sin. Of course, there is also the glory behind it!"

"And the responsibility to rule the world!"

"What a big breath." Fusu was a little touched, but then shook his head:

"But you can't even punish Chen Ping and treat everyone in Liaodong and Western Liao fairly. How do I know that even if you can treat the world well for a while, will you make the same mistakes again in the future?"

"Of course I can!"

After saying this, Heifu became speechless. After a long time, he slowly said:

"Because I not only know the rise and fall of the previous king for three thousand years, but I also know the gains and losses of the later king for two thousand years..."

He pointed at Fusu, his eyes full of regret: "I even know where you and Fusu's past life went!"

"What do you mean by this?"

After some words that made Fusu feel inexplicable, Heifu looked at the cliff of Wuzhou Mountain and stared at the soldiers here from a distance. He could not hear any sound here, but he and Fusu were the only ones nearby.

There are also two dogs who have finished chewing the bones and are taking a nap.

One person and two dogs, this is the entire audience.

The mountain wall blocks it, the river condenses, and what happens here seems to be frozen forever.

What a great place to reveal secrets...

Heifu smiled: "Fusu, how about you and I making a deal here? Heaven knows and earth knows, you know and I know!"

"What deal?" Fusu was full of doubts.

"It's very simple."

Heifu whispered: "I want to use a truth."

"Let me tell you a lie!"

…

Guangning County, Shanggu County, is the Zhangjiakou of later generations. This place is a gap in Yanshan Mountain, the only way from Yandi to Saibei: there are faint mountains on the left and right, and the vast land in the north. The twelfth lunar month is about to end, and the accumulated The snow has not yet melted, and there are sparse and withered vegetation, scattered here and there with some walled cities. Desolation and desolation are the main themes here.

Only the Liaodong cavalrymen who were ordered to retreat westward made this place a little lively.

But their hearts are getting heavier and heavier, because "Zhao Wang" Fusu has been south for five days and there has been no news yet.

"Could the king have been harmed by the black husband?"

"Who knows, if Chen Ping can wreak havoc in Liaodong, Hei Fu will definitely be able to kill the king!"

"Your Majesty is such a benevolent man. If this is true, we will risk our lives and fight to the last soldier to avenge your Majesty!"

It wasn't until a lonely cavalry figure appeared outside the Liaodong Army's station, Gao Cheng, the Liaodong cavalrymen, and the Haidong garrison burst into cheers!

"The king is back!"

Compared to before going south, Fusu's description didn't change much. It didn't look like he was being treated harshly, but his spirit was different.

He was taciturn. After dismounting, he kept silent about what happened when he met with Heifu. However, when he was patrolling the military camp, he was thoughtful and dazed. He shook his head for a while and nodded again, as if he was thinking about something that was difficult for him. Something that I believe in but have no way of telling others about.

It wasn't until he inspected the entire camp that Fusu made up his mind and asked Gao Cheng to summon the three armies.

"I have something to say to everyone!"

More than ten thousand Liaodong and Liaoxi cavalry and Haidong garrison soldiers who had followed Fusu for two years stood under the city of Guangning, looking up at their king, the orthodox successor of Qin Shihuang, illuminating the prince like a bright moon in this dark and troubled world. .

What would Fusu say to them. Should he take up arms and continue to fight against the black husband? Many people have doubts, but there are also many people who are willing to continue fighting for King Zhao!

But as soon as Fusu opened his mouth, everyone thought they had heard wrong!

"From the beginning to the end, I have been lying to the second and third sons!"

His voice was a little hoarse, but more decisive!

Fusu bowed to everyone and asked people to repeat his words loudly, and spread the next words to everyone's ears.

"I'm not Fusu!"

"The real young master Fusu has died long ago!"

The noise suddenly sounded, but everyone's exclamations, confusion, and doubts were all suppressed by Fusu raising his hands.

Five days ago, he got a truth from Heif.

And now, in exchange, it's time to announce the lie!

A lie that wants him to lose his name and identity after losing his father, his status, his country, his country, and his wife!

But it's also a lie that can bring him a happy ending.

A lie that can unite the world in peace!

Facing the rising sun in the east, Fusu smiled. It was a smile that relieved all the burdens.

"My real name is Bai Lei. I am from Longxi County. I am the substitute of Young Master Fusu when he was in Xianyang!"

"I'm just Fusu's shadow!"