Wang Ben looked at the eldest son Fusu, who was standing stunned and looked downcast, and couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart, arched silently behind him, and followed with steps.

February is approaching, even if it is far away in Shangjun, the cold spring is no longer as fierce as it used to be, and the ground occasionally exposed in the snow is even a little moisturized.

There are padded jackets mailed from Xianyang City, and this winter is much better after all.

"General Wang, are you really wrong about what you said about me?"

The two of them didn't speak, and walked along the Yulin outside the camp for a long time, when Fusu suddenly stopped and asked softly. Hearing Fusu's question, Wang Ben couldn't help but pause slightly, and then straightened his expression, and bowed to Fusu quite seriously.

"The way of the prince is supreme and great, and no one in the world can compete with it......"

When Fusu heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"General Wang, it's not that I can't stand the accusations of others, why do you bother to comfort me so against your will......"

Wang Ben shook his head and said with a straight face.

"The way of the son, if you want to do the royal road, benevolent government, benefit the people of the world, so that the people of the world, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, men and women weave, enjoy peace, and there is no war and chaos, what is wrong with this way?"

Speaking of this, Wang Ben looked at Fusu calmly.

"There is nothing wrong with Childe's way, but what is wrong is that Childe was born twenty years early......"

It was the first time Fusu had heard someone say this, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and asked in some surprise.

"What do you mean by that?"

Wang Ben said.

"In private, the minister has also communicated with the family many times, talking about the similarities and differences between the prince and His Royal Highness the eldest grandson, the father once said that the son is compassionate and compassionate, and His Royal Highness the eldest grandson is compassionate and thunderous......"

The wind and sand in Shangjun still make people feel a rough sting when they blow on their faces.

Fusu didn't speak, and looked at General Wang Ben in front of him calmly and deeply, this is his in-laws, his son's father-in-law, and the Marquis of Tongwu who has made great achievements in the Great Qin.

In the wind, Wang Ben's expression became more and more sincere.

"Now, although Your Majesty has swept through the six countries and unified the world, the south has set Baiyue, the north has an Xiongnu, and to the west, he has subdued the Yue clan and ploughed the Western Regions. Abolish the division of feuds, implement counties and counties, advocate the study of Legalism, and create an unprecedented foundation, and then, Gongzi also knows that it is easy to unify the world, and it is difficult to unify the hearts of the people in the world......

Speaking of this, Wang Ben suddenly raised his head and looked at Fusu with burning eyes.

"The family once said that in today's world, we need a male lord who can be like Your Majesty and dominate the sea, and it is better than the need for a gentle-tempered, generous and benevolent emperor. There is nothing wrong with Childe's way, but the fault is that Childe was born twenty years early......"

Fusu: ......

I suddenly had an indescribable strange feeling in my heart.

After a while, he nodded slowly, didn't answer again, just walked forward. Wang Ben looked at Gongzi Fusu's slightly thin back, opened his mouth several times, but still didn't speak after all, and followed very tacitly.

The two of them walked one after the other, on the grassland of Shangjun, pulling out two tacit silhouettes.

Back in the city, Wang Ben still went to the camp as always, and Fusu also returned to the simple courtyard where he lived as always.

"Childe, you're back—"

Ding Er, an old servant who had been looking at the door for a long time, saw the figure of the eldest son Fusu, so he breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to meet him, and took the reins of the horse held by Fusu.

"Childe, you're back, it's windy in the wild, go back to the house and rest for a while, the villain has already prepared hot tea......"

Fusu smiled and nodded, and casually admonished as he walked inside.

"How many times have I said that Shangjun is no better than Xianyang, and it is windy outside, and now that you are old, you don't have to greet me outside the door every time......"

Ding Er, who was leading the horse inside, smiled honestly when he heard the words.

"What is this, this is originally the duty of the villain, not to mention, the villain's life was saved by the son, if it wasn't for the son's action, the weeds on the villain's grave don't know how tall it is......"

Fusu shook his head helplessly.

"At the beginning, I was just a gesture, even if you want to repay the favor, all these years of affection are already enough to repay——"

At this, he paused slightly, and his tone became softer.

"Lao Ding, you are old now, and you have your own children and descendants at home, it is time to live in your old age and enjoy a few days of Qingfu, and then stay in Shangjun, it is indeed a little inappropriate, in a few days, there will be a convoy escorting military funds back to Xianyang, you can go back then......"

Lao Ding was leading the horse and preparing to tie it to the stable on the side, when he heard the words, he suddenly turned around, fell to his knees with a pop, and then looked up, already in tears.

"Childe, but what did the villain do wrong......"

Fu Su stepped forward and grabbed Lao Ding's arm with his own hands.

"Over the years, you have been by my side, conscientious, never slack, where is there anything wrong, but the conditions here in Shangjun are too difficult, you are old, if you continue like this, I am worried that your body and bones will not be able to hold ......"

When Ding Er heard this, he turned into joy.

"Childe just rest assured, although the villain is a little older, but his body bones are not weaker than others, and he can still bend a three-stone strong bow, shoot dozens of arrows in one breath, and wait for the idle strong man to ...... close."

Seeing his resolute attitude and knowing that persuading him was insufficient, Fusu could only sigh softly.

"I'm ...... over here"

Fusu wanted to say something, but he felt that it was a little inappropriate, so he paused in his tone, and finally nodded.

"Okay, since you have made up your mind, then stay, although this Shangjun is a little barren and desolate, but also on this side of the Hetao, the water and grass are abundant, and maybe you can also reclaim some fertile land and grow melons, fruits and grains......"

Speaking of this, Fusu smiled.

"Now that we have the three counties of Mobei, our Shangjun is no longer an important frontier town, and after I think we come, we will not be stationed so many large armies, our master and servant don't have to worry about those military affairs, and we can live our lives in this Shangjun with peace of mind......"

Ding Er smiled like an old farmer.

"That's really good, the villain's ancestors have been farming for generations, and they are all good at growing crops, don't look at the villain who hasn't touched it for decades now, but if you touch it again, I'm afraid it will still be a good hand at farming......"

Fusu nodded repeatedly.

"It's so good, our field work is just in time for you to handle......"

After speaking, a pair of master and servant looked at each other and smiled.

Ding Er didn't ask, Fusu didn't say, but at this moment, a pair of master and servant, like old friends, have an indescribable tacit understanding with each other.

The small courtyard where Fusu lived, although it was simple, burned quite warmly inside.

After the two entered the room, naturally a guard standing on the side stepped forward and reached out to take the robe handed over by Fusu. (End of chapter)