Upper River County.

Fusu ate and lived with all the soldiers, and still ran up the river every day to observe the flow of the river. He clearly remembered that there were a few bends that could be reflowed, after all, the river would be called the Yellow River in the future.

"Su Ye."

Su Ye heard Fusu's voice and hurriedly rushed over, "The last general is here." ”

"You go to Meng Qianche and ask for something, saying that I am useful."

"No."

Su Ye rode his horse and rushed in the direction of Xianyang City, Fu Su stood by the river and looked at the rushing river, he said softly: "The rolling river is going east, and the waves of a thousand years are flying." ”

After speaking, Fusu picked up the wooden stick in his hand and marked the place where he wanted to change the stream, left Shanghe, and returned to the barracks.

The barren area has been officially renamed the shantytown, and because their clothes are in tatters, Fusu has allocated a sum of money to buy clothes in the shops in the city for them to change.

When Fusu appeared in the shantytown with a large number of clothes, he still had Hu Hai with him. He told Hu Hai that even if he was pretending, he would go to the shantytown once! That's why Hu Hai reluctantly followed Fusu to appear here.

An old man trembled and took the brand-new clothes from Fusu's hand, and he suddenly knelt down and said, "The two sons are the gods in the sky, saving us from fire and water!" ”

After speaking, the people who knelt on the ground behind the old man "banged", and their mouths were nothing more than words like thanking Fusu.

Fusu hurriedly picked up the old man, "The person you want to thank is Your Majesty, we are just acting on orders." His Majesty is the one who really makes the decisions. ”

This quietly deducted a high hat for Qin Shi Huang, which made Qin Shi Huang extremely comfortable.

"Cut." Hu Hai said disdainfully: "You disaster victims, you should be grateful to my father, if it wasn't for my father's order for disaster relief, I don't know if you are still alive now!" ”

Fusu finished distributing the clothes one by one before leaving with Hu Hai. He didn't have much to talk about with Hu Hai, after all, their Tao was different.

Xianyang City East Street, five-color cloth village.

A middle-aged man wearing a hat handed the bamboo slips handwritten by the shopkeeper Hu Hai, and after the shopkeeper confirmed that it was correct, he told the guy on the side, "Close the door, close today." ”

The man didn't say much, and according to the shopkeeper's instructions, he closed the door of the store and hung a sign with the word "closed" outside.

The shopkeeper invited people into the cloth village, and he said, "I don't know who your Excellency is?" Why is there a handwritten letter from the eighteenth son? ”

The middle-aged man spoke in a hoarse voice, "I am the one who works under the Eighteenth Prince, and this time it is what the Eighteenth Prince and Lord Zhao need together." That is, no matter what method you use, you have to get your hands on it. Otherwise, when the time comes, the people above will blame it, and you and I won't be able to eat and walk around. ”

The shopkeeper took a closer look at the medicine on the bamboo slip and said solemnly: "I will definitely complete this task!" ”

"Before the eighteenth prince returns to Xianyang, these things must be prepared. I'll come and pick it up in ten days, and ten days is enough time for you to collect these medicines. ”

"Time is definitely enough. After seven days, adults can come and pick up the medicines. ”

"Wait for the good news."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he put on his hat and left the five-color cloth village.

After he left, the hidden people also left, but the two men walked in the same direction.