Upper gun, on the road to Saibei Kyuhara-gun.

Gongzi Fusu stood in his car, looking at a silent long line of countless servants and prisoners on the road next to him.

He shook his head and sighed: "Su Su Bustard, gather in the bud mulberry." 王事靡盬 (gǔ), can not 蓺 (yì) rice sorghum. What about parents? Hello sky! Is it constant? ”

This is "Tang Feng Bustard Feather", which describes the Zhou civilians who were ordered by the king, served abroad for a long time, and could not go home to farm to support their parents, so they wailed and asked the unattainable Emperor of Heaven when this miserable day would return to normal.

As far as Fusu could see, there was a valley with a rather low terrain, stretching for more than ten miles.

Countless prisoners, vassals, and servants from various counties, bent over their waists and carrying their shoulders, carried the earth and stones obtained from the distant entrenchment of the mountain range, and filled them into this valley. They've just cleared a mountain range, and now they're going to fill it in.

The moat mountain valley, leading directly to the northern Xinjiang, is a straight road.

"Ahh

One of the servants screamed and fell to the ground, and the earth and rocks behind him fell down, immediately submerging his upper body.

The people around him were startled, and after seeing that the fallen man did not move, he turned his head again, carried the heavy dirt on his back, and walked step by step towards the valley ahead.

They have already seen too many scenes like this.

There was no operation of filling people directly into the valley as in the legend, and the Qin official in charge of overseeing the work came over and asked the two of them to drag the fainted servant out for inspection.

The Qin law is meticulous and strict, and every servant, prisoner, and subordinate minister must be recorded in the book, and cannot be disposed of at will.

If it's just fainting, wake up, resume and continue working.

If it's dead, find a pit nearby to bury it, and tick its name off the list.

Fusu watched this scene silently.

Half a year has passed since the conscription and conscription began to build the straight road.

Repair roads in winter, although there is no scorching sun, but under the cold wind, there are countless people who fall fingers, and there are typhoid fever diseases raging, and in a winter, 100,000 people have died two or three thousand.

After the beginning of spring, the weather became warmer, but not much better, many people were recruited from the southern counties, not only difficult to adapt to the climate of the north, but also unaccustomed to the water and soil, coupled with the daily labor, the probability of death from illness and exhaustion is very high.

When he first joined the army, the benevolent son who grew up in the deep palace couldn't stand these scenes, and Fusu even asked the accompanying doctors to treat the fainting servants, and won the reputation of "virtuous sons" among those servants and prisoners.

But then there were too many injured people, dozens or hundreds of people a day, and even Fusu himself was sick from the cold, and it was not easy to recover, leaving a cough.

The more I watched, the more Fusu got used to it.

Every day, I watched those servants and prisoners unable to bear the fatigue, and fell on the road, unable to get up again.

In addition to occasionally lamenting a few sentences, Fusu used his duties as a supervisor to supervise the distribution of grain and straw, and ensure that the food that these hard-working people relied on for their daily survival would not be deducted in any way.

After all, he is just a prisoner, and the person in charge of this team is Meng Tian.

Fusu was a little confused about this, thinking that the emperor would levy conscription after the autumn, and let these 100,000 people leave their hometowns to build roads in the winter, and there were many wounded and sick people who froze to death along the way, is it worth it?

The leaders of the world have been tired for too long.

The emperor sent a large army and swept away the six kingdoms within ten years.

Fusu had some slight words, but he also knew that it was the great wish of the previous kings of the Qin State to rule the world, and it was the mission of the Qin monarchs of the past dynasties, so he thought that although the emperor was a little impatient, he did the right thing.

But what about after the unification of the world?

The emperor sent troops to attack Siyi one after another, the Hu people in the northeast, the Xiongnu Yueshi in the northwest, the Yue people in the southeast, and the Yi people in the southwest, and they could not rest for a moment.

If these wars were to rid the empire of the troubles, it can also be said that it was in the past.

However, when the war had not subsided, it began to levy conscription again, build palaces and palaces, and gallop roads and straight roads in various counties, so that the head of Qianshou was tired of running for his life, and the number of people who froze to death on the way is unknown.

Even if Fusu listened to Zhao Tuo's words and thought from the standpoint of the prince of Qin, he felt that these things might be of some benefit to the country, but they were too anxious and would hurt the foundation of the entire empire.

Can't the father stop and give Qianshou a few years of respite?

"The head of the Qianqian ran for his life in the four seas, the roads were full of frozen bones, and the common people were hungry and cold, and they wailed all over the wilderness. Is it a peaceful and prosperous world in such a world? ”

"My father now wants to perform the ritual of sealing Zen, tour the hometown of the six countries in the east, waste the people and money, and consume national strength, is he really thinking about Daqin?"

Fusu's fists clenched and squeezed, and the idea of writing to the emperor to discourage him once again appeared in his heart.

He wanted to dissect the pros and cons for the emperor in the document, and tell the emperor that you are doing this to be harmful to the Qin State.

He even wanted to write a letter to Zhao Tuo, the Marquis of Wugong, hoping that he, his brother-in-law, could also advise the emperor with him.

I thought so, but Fusu's feet didn't move.

He remembered that when the emperor decided to attack the Yue Clan, he wanted to write a book to advise, but he felt that it was inappropriate, so he went to visit his brother-in-law Zhao Tuo.

"Don't advise, childe, it's useless."

"Bear with me, sooner or later, the sea and the sky will be wide."

"Don't use the hidden dragon!"

It was before parting, Zhao Tuo was not at ease, and repeatedly told him.

Fusu's body trembled.

"Don't use the hidden dragon."

He whispered the advice that Zhao Tuo gave him back then,

Zhao Tuo is right, he is just a latent dragon now, and his strength is too weak to make any changes.

Don't use the hidden dragon, accumulate strength.

When the time is ripe, you can take off and achieve the momentum of the flying dragon in the sky!

Fusu glanced at the servants and prisoners with heavy steps, continuing to use their lives to build a straight path for the empire.

His complexion had regained his composure, and he coughed lightly, turning back to the servants beside him to order.

"Drive back, I'm going to play cards."

……

Just when the eldest son of the empire was indulging in playing cards in the northern Shangjun, the whole Xianyang moved again.

Because the Marquis of Wucheng was in Pinyang, the emperor's temporarily stopped pace and began to move again.

After the deliberations of various departments and the emperor's personal decision.

This time, the team of the Eastern Tour has been finalized and is about to set off.

In terms of armed forces, a total of 3,000 Lang guards accompanied the protection, and at the same time, the counties along the way will also recruit county soldiers to follow and escort, so as to ensure the safety of the emperor and the accompanying hundreds of officials and ministers to the greatest extent.

In terms of officials, the right prime minister Kui Xiang and the left prime minister Wang Juan will accompany them and will be responsible for the sealing of Zen.

And Wang Ben, who is also the third prince, can only regrettably stay in Xianyang because of the sudden death of his father Wang Qian, and cannot follow and participate in this great event.

As for the imperial historian Feng Zai, he was also left in the imperial capital, and he will be responsible for the administration of the emperor and the left and right prime ministers after they leave, and at the same time ensure the stability of the situation in Xianyang.

In addition, the ministers who are responsible for the sacrificial rites and music, and the servants who are in charge of the emperor's horses are all entouraged with their powers, which is a proper thing.

It is worth noting that Li Si, the commander of the court, and Wang Wu, the historian of Zhisu, were also among them.

"Li Si is the leader of the Legalists, the emperor's favorite minister, and a calligrapher, and the Songde carved stone of this eastern tour probably asked him to write, and it is normal to follow."

"Only Wang Wu is here, he slapped the emperor's ass at the court meeting where he gave the knight, probably in the eyes of the emperor, so he was specially allowed to follow, it was really a courtier."

Zhao Tuo shook his head and sighed.

As for himself, because the title is too high, there is no suitable position for the time being, so it has been vacant, and now he is also named by the emperor as the Marquis of Lun.

"I'm leaving home again, and when I come back, I'm afraid my son will be able to run all over the ground."

Zhao Tuo was a little resentful.

His son Zhao Che is almost a year old, he has just learned to walk, it is the age of fun, but he, a father, is leaving at this time, and he can't accompany his son to grow up, which is a little regrettable.

Not to mention that Zhao Tuo and Yingyin Yan have just been together as husband and wife for a few months, and they are like glue, happy days at night, but now they want to say goodbye to warm fragrant nephrite and follow the emperor to the east to climb the mountains and see the sea, how can I be happy in my heart.

"No way, this is my father-in-law."

Zhao Tuo shook his head again.

He could only compensate the princess in his house for one night before leaving, and after being told a bunch of words to clean himself, he said goodbye to his wife the next day, and followed the emperor's law and left.

In the twenty-eighth year of Qin Shi Huang, at the end of February.

A large team sailed away from Xianyang, and slowly marched towards Qidi in the east amid the fluttering of countless flags.