In the late winter of the thirty-seventh year, Qin Shi Huang left Xianyang with a huge entourage......

There are tens of thousands of people, the carriages and horses follow one another, the forward has arrived at the Baqiao, but the golden root car of Qin Shi Huang has not yet driven on the Weiqiao, the pennant is unfurled, and the spear is like a forest, which is not like a hunting patrol, but like an expedition.

Qin Shi Huang looked at the subjects who were seeing off outside the car window, thoughtful.

He still remembers the first time he came to Xianyang, it was the first year of King Xiang of Qinzhuang, and Gongzi Zheng was only ten years old. Ten years after he was born, he never left Handan, and has always been sent under the fence as a proton, if it wasn't for the protection of his mother's family, he would have been killed by the Zhao people.

Relying on Lü Buwei's diplomatic skills, the mother and son finally came to Qin and traveled all the way to the west, he still remembered the height of Huashan, the clear distinction between Jingwei and Wei, and the fertile fields and prosperous cities.

I also remember the coldness of the bricks in front of the Xianyang Palace.

It is not so easy to recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors, the biological mother of King Zhuangxiang, the Empress Dowager Xia does not want to recognize him, and hopes that Cheng Ji will succeed to the throne. The Empress Dowager Huayang has also been going to the palace of Queen Zhuangxiang to give birth to a woman surnamed Mi, hoping to give birth to a "prince" who is serious and continue the power of Chu's relatives.

In order to be recognized, Gongzizheng, with the encouragement of his mother, knelt in front of the palace for a long time and shouted for a long time.

"The twenty-sixth generation descendants of the Great Qin Ancestor Xianggong!"

"Heavenly Ancestor Filial Piety Grandson!"

"The great-great-grandson of King Gaozu Huiwen!"

"The great-grandson of King Zhaoxiang, the great-ancestor!"

"The grandson of the eldest father, King Xiaowen!"

"The eldest son of the king, Zheng, has returned from Handan! Recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors! ”

He knelt for a whole day, and shouted until his voice was hoarse, his mouth was bubbling, and he shouted the two queen mothers softly, and then he was finally accepted, no longer a "wild seed", incorporated into the clan's origin, and became a serious son.

But what awaits him next is a more difficult road to succession.

Gongzizheng has been a proton since he was a child, and when he was at the worst, he was humiliated by Zhao Ren and asked him to be a horse boy, and there was a corrected Handan Zhao Yin. For Guan Zhong Yayan, who is on Chengji, the good aristocratic education he received since he was a child does not seem to be dominant.

But "The Middle Father" taught him the key to victory.

"You don't have to catch up with Cheng Huan, what the subordinates want to let the prince have is not martial arts, not full of quotations and classics, poems, books, rituals and music, but the will of the king!"

"Whoever becomes a great instrument, can endure what the world can't endure, can suffer what the world can't do, can do what the world can't do, this is the will, as long as he can do this, he can overcome everything that the world can't overcome, he is the greatest monarch in history."

He succeeded, withstood the test of the Empress Dowager Huayang, became the heir, and of course, in exchange, he had to marry the princess of Chu who he stuffed over......

And now, it's his turn to choose an heir.

"Compared to what I suffered back then, what did my sons go through?"

Qin Shi Huang muttered, in front of his chariot was Hu Hai's chariot and horse.

As a young son, Hu Hai was favored by Qin Shi Huang, and he performed the crown ceremony in advance a few years ago, and this time, after a dilemma, Qin Shi Huang finally let Hu Hai go hunting with him.

But unlike in the past, this time, Hu Hai has a duty: to raise the army!

"Jun Xing, the prince is from, to Fu Junye!"

Although it has not yet been officially canonized, in the eyes of the ministers, the balance of this succession has been tilted in favor of Hu Hai.

Hu Hai received a good Qin-style education since he was a child, with Zhao Gao as his teacher, and he had good literacy in calligraphy, legal orders, and prison breaks.

"And the advantage of the youngest sons is that they often only need to be a tenth of the eldest son to satisfy the monarch!"

Opinions differ, but no one dares to draw conclusions.

As the imperial driver crossed the Wei Bridge, Qin Shi Huang suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Perhaps related to the cold reception he received when he first arrived, Qin Shi Huang has always been a dislike of Xianyang, where the water is too salty, the accent is too earthy, and the palace is cramped.

Therefore, as soon as Qin Shi Huang had the opportunity, he would never stay here, but would go out on a tour, and constantly moved people from outside, built a new palace, and transformed Xianyang beyond recognition.

But this time, he felt a little reluctant to this city.

"Forty years have passed, forty years have passed since I first arrived."

He has left and returned countless times.

But this time, it may be the last time to leave.

And there is no chance of returning......

Lifting the curtain and looking at the capital that was getting farther and farther behind him, Qin Shi Huang only felt that an acquaintance who had been with him for many years was waving goodbye to him, and the Weishui that was about to freeze was like a turbid tear flowing from him.

Farewell, old friend.

Farewell, Xianyang.

When he returns, he may lie in the car and go to Lishan for burial.

Thick dark clouds obscured the sky, and goose-feathered snowflakes fell from the sky, fell to the car window, and fell into the palm of Qin Shi Huang's hand, a cold ......

It's snowing.

Touching the scene, Qin Shi Huang thought of his eldest son who was born on a snowy night again, and recently, he has been dreaming more and more often.

Sometimes, it was the child who accidentally broke the jade bi, hiding in the artemisia grass and crying secretly, for fear of being scolded by his father.

But in the next moment, he suddenly grew up, drenched in blood, and knelt on the edge of the couch without saying a word.

Qin Shi Huang sighed: "Fusu, today, you are thirty years old, and you are thirty years old, where have you gone?" ”

From Xianyang to Hongmen, from Hongmen to Bashang, the snow is getting heavier and heavier, but Qin Shi Huang often lifts the curtain and keeps looking out, as if looking forward to something.

But on the side of the snow-covered road, the slender figure was never seen......

……

In the second half of winter, the entire north ushered in a nationwide snowfall.

Nanyang County was no exception, the snow fell all night, and by the next morning, the entire Wancheng city and outside became a white expanse: the trees of the mountains and forests were covered with snow, like Qiongzhi jade leaves; The roofs of Liju were covered with snow, and the people hid in their houses and shivered and did not want to go out; Those empty acres have become a snow field, and a few hare haunts have left plum blossom footprints on it, and it is a cold scene everywhere.

Outside Wancheng, in the pavilion at a three-way intersection, there is a slender middle-aged man who is being interrogated here.

He wrapped himself tightly, only revealing his messy beard, looking at his age of thirty, holding a test pass, and the identity of the test was "Zhiyang Shanghua Baifu".

On the hand, it was stamped with the seal of the Xianyang government, allowing Guan Liang to pass at will.

He handed the sword to the pavilion chief for inspection, the pine sheath, the sword was a little rusty, the pavilion chief looked at the person's attire and said:

"The sword has to be sharpened."

The man smiled.

He used to wear a mink robe, holding a beautiful jade in his hand, and he was dressed in bright white, but now he has changed to a coarse cloth soap coat.

He once rode a thousand-mile dragon horse with a golden sword at his waist, but now he has replaced it with a thin pack horse and a short rusty sword.

Everything he once had was gone like smoke in the blink of an eye.

Although the inspection of the Qin Dynasty Pavilion was strict, after all, it was not advanced to the extent of swiping the ID card and recording fingerprints, as long as it was not like ten years ago, the disciple of the school who pretended to be Feng Wuxue's son was as bold as he was, and directly approached the government to cheat money.

The law of the world has been rushed, since there is nothing wrong with the inspection, the pavilion chief only checked it at will, and he was not embarrassed, returned the sword to the man, and after asking for a few pennies under the pretext, he signaled the pavilion guard to let him go.

But when the man came to a fork in the road, he fell into a hesitation.

The road is divided into three directions, south, north, and east.

To the south is Nanjun, which is the hometown of Changnanhou, where it is easy to find the old party headquarters of his township, and then go to Jiangnan Lingnan.

To the north is Wuguan, where you can wait for the car of Qin Shi Huang, or cross the pass beam and sneak back to Xianyang......

To the east, however, is unknown.

It was overcast again, and the snow was falling again, and he hesitated for a long time in the snow, for a long time, and finally muttered to himself.

"Thirty and ......"

Once, he was the hope of the people of the world, and he was pushed by everyone, and everyone chattered, forcing him to do all kinds of things.

It seems to be very close to the clouds, and the golden shackles are within reach......

But in fact, it is as fragile as jade, and a little setback and accident is enough to destroy everything and fall into boundless darkness!

Because his so-called power, so-called fame, and so-called party henchmen are nothing more than empty buildings, which cannot be relied on at all.

What is reliable?

"The sword in your hand, the soldiers under your command!"

Betrayal, deceit, disappointment, despair...... After experiencing the ups and downs of life, Fusu seemed to be reborn and figured out a lot of things.

"If you only stand against the four walls, it's just a 'prisoner'."

"Only by breaking this shackle and standing on your own feet can you be a human being and stand up!"

His gaze gradually became firm, and when he looked at the three forks in the road, he was no longer confused.

"The south can't stop, even if you go, it will only become a flag in the hands of the Marquis of Changnan, and from now on, everything will not be up to me."

"The north can't be stopped, the general trend is no more, it's useless to sneak back alone, even if my father spares my life, once my brothers succeed to the throne, I still have to die!"

It wasn't until his shoulders were covered with snowflakes that he finally looked to the east and smiled a little relieved.

Isn't the answer already there?

"I'm going back, I'm sad!"

With that, he turned his horse, turned his horse's head, and without hesitation, galloped eastward. Only on the snow, leaving a string of hoof prints!

There was nothing else on this trip.

There is only one man, one sword, and one horse!

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PS: BGM, Pu Shu's "Ordinary Road", a perfect match.

The second chapter is in the evening