Chapter 37: Zhongliang's Position [Ask for votes, ask for recommendation votes!] 】

"How can they disobey the last wishes of His Majesty the Emperor, and even try to persecute their brother in vain, a great rebellion, a great rebellion! Eldest son, you are the orthodox! ”

Zhong Liang blew his beard angrily and stared, his face trembled, obviously he was not lightly angry.

Panting and pacing back and forth with a frown.

Suddenly, the body froze.

Hurriedly knelt down and sat down, leaned forward, and asked in a low voice:

"Childe, the envoy sent by Zhao Gaoli Si, but he is still in Shangjun?"

Fusu shook his head slightly and said, "I was driven away by my son." ”

"Oh, my son, why did you let him go!"

Zhong Liang pounded his chest and looked disappointed, turned his head to look, his lips squirmed, and finally turned into a helpless sigh: "Alas! ”

Fusu looked at the other party with an annoyed look, and felt relieved in his heart.

At least, this high-ranking county warden is on his side!

With a light smile, he asked, "Then according to the meaning of Lord Junshou, you should kill the messenger who sent the edict and keep this secret?" ”

Zhong Liang hurriedly shook his head and explained, "No, no! If this person is still there, we only need to arrest him and bring him back to Xianyang to confront him, and with your prestige in the court, you will inevitably be supported, and you will be able to inherit the throne!"

Alas, it's a pity that now that the people have been let go, we have no evidence of the plot of Zhao Gaoli Si and others!

Childe, quickly, please immediately mobilize a man and horse as an escort, we will rush back to Xianyang immediately, and General Meng will be in charge of the Chinese army at any time!

Xianyang is too far away from Shangjun, and a straight road has been built, so we immediately rushed back to preside over the funeral of His Majesty the First Emperor! Then you can succeed to the throne as a matter of course!

Hey, my eldest son, why are you still sitting leisurely, let's hurry up, otherwise we won't be able to enter Xianyang in front of them! ”

Fusu pursed his lips and just smiled with a smile.

looked at the county guard with an anxious face, like an ant on a hot pot, and his face showed a satisfied smile.

This level, Zhong Liang has passed!

"Zhong Qing, don't be impatient." Fusu stood up, holding his hands behind his back with an indifferent expression.

But this time, he has changed his name and treats Zhongliang as his own.

He smiled and asked, "Even if we rush back to Xianyang now, do you think we can still enter the city?" With Li Si's old plan, I am afraid that he has already rushed back to the outside of Xianyang City, and as soon as the news of Ben Gongzi's suicide arrives, the news of the emperor's death will be released!

We are now rushing back with our soldiers and horses, and if we want to enter Xianyang, there is only one way to attack! That will only give the remnants of the Six Nations a chance to regain their country!

Your Majesty's eloquence and ability to roughly unify the six countries must not be destroyed in our hands! ”

Zhong Liang frowned and thought for a moment, his clenched fist was released, and he sighed helplessly: "Your Majesty is famous, but he was taken advantage of by eunuchs like Zhao Gao, alas~!" ”

Fusu stepped forward and stretched out his hand and patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said with a thick confidence in his voice:

"Zhong Qing doesn't need to sigh, since my father has already decided to pass on the throne to me, that throne is mine! They're just staying temporarily!

When the time is ripe, this son will personally lead the army and let Hu Hai, Zhao Gao, Li Si and others go to the mausoleum of the first emperor to repent! ”

Zhong Liang's expression perked up, and he knelt down on one knee without hesitation, and said respectfully: "Minister, Zhong Liang, swear to follow Gongzi to the death!" ”

Fusu put his hands behind his back and accepted this worship calmly.

This prostration, an oath of allegiance to the superior, must be accepted!

Then he stretched out his hand to support the other party's shoulder, and said with a gentle smile: "Zhongqing, please get up, you will have to worry more about the government affairs of the county in the future." ”

Zhong Liang said solemnly: "The minister will do his best to assist and help the prince regain the throne as soon as possible!" ”

Fusu bowed slightly, and said a few words of encouragement, and then walked out of the official office with a surprised Yuxuan.

Along the way, Yu Xuan's mind kept circling with the secret she had heard unexpectedly.

For the news of the death of the First Emperor, I can't calm down for a long time!

The piece of heaven that was pressing on Da Qin's head really collapsed ......!

Fusu was no longer in charge of the arrest and the management of the city's affairs, and those were handled by subordinates.

If everything has to be handled by the superior himself, then he must not be tired and vomit blood!

Fusu was not idle in the house, but took out the crossbow drawings issued by the system and studied them.

The appearance of the repeater is not much different from that of the Zhuge repeater, but it has been optimized and adjusted in subtleties, so that the amplitude is reduced when fired, and the winding is also lighter, which greatly improves the efficiency!

Then use copper as an arrow, the arrow is eight inches long, and the thirty arrows in the quiver box, if you are proficient, you can fire them all in two minutes!

The bowstring is made of animal tendons, which are soaked in a specially configured potion and then drawn, and the range reaches 300-400 steps!

In this era when ordinary bows and arrows are only 50-80 steps, it is not an exaggeration to say that the range of 300-400 steps is an artifact!

Even if it is head-on with the Hun cavalry, in the face of the overwhelming rain of arrows, he does not want to rush to the front!

Before you know it, three days have passed.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

50 paces away, a shield was pierced, and the arrow flew straight out of ten meters without pause and plunged into a big tree!

Yu Xuan held the repeater crossbow in her hand, and opened her mouth wide in surprise: "This, is this a hand crossbow?!" ”

At this moment, the small hand crossbow actually used the feeling of a car crossbow, can you not be surprised!

And that's just one arrow, if hundreds of crossbowmen gather together and shoot thirty arrows in one go......

That scene is desperate to think about!

Fusu walked to the big tree, reached out and grabbed the arrow that went deep into the trunk, and pulled it hard!

Bite!

With a crisp sound, the arrow broke in the middle and became in half.

If you want to use it again, you can only return to the furnace.

Fusu's brow furrowed, not satisfied with the toughness of the arrow.

Looking at the broken arrow in his hand, he secretly pondered: "It seems that it's time to think about how to improve the smelting technique!" While increasing the strength of the arrows, you can also upgrade the weapons of the Great Qin Sergeant!

Calculating the time, it seems that the Western Regions already has the technology to smelt steel, and the high-ranking generals of the Huns use scimitars to make steel!

Fortunately, the production of fine steel was low, and only high-ranking generals were qualified to use it by the Huns.

If it were worn by a real person, the Great Qin Sergeant would definitely suffer a heavy loss! ”

Yu Xuan couldn't put it down, and played with the repeater that she participated in the production of herself, and opened her red lips to say something, but when she saw someone falling into deep thought, she didn't bother.

However, the cute appearance was full of doubts, and he didn't understand why he was not satisfied with this repeater that could already be called a divine soldier?

……

On the avenue ten miles away from Xianyang City, a team of tens of thousands of people has been marching forward.

It's just that next to a chariot in the middle, both the palace people and the guards frowned, forcibly enduring the fishy smell of sea fish coming from the heavy weight.

suddenly

A dusty figure quickly ran to the side of a chariot in front of him, and shouted in a slightly sharp voice: "I want to see Hu Hai Gongzi!" ”