Looking at the handsome face in the bronze mirror, the youth shook his head helplessly.
"I possessed Young Master Fu Su?"
"Should I say lucky or unlucky?”
Young Master Fusu was the eldest son of Qin Shi Huang. He was a generous and benevolent person who treated the people of the world with kindness.
However, Fusu did not have a good ending in history.
He had angered Qin Shihuang by opposing the burning of books and burying of Confucian scholars. In his anger, Qin Shihuang had sent Fusu to the frontier. When Qin Shihuang died, he had wanted to pass the throne to Fusu, but Zhao Gao and Li Si had tampered with the edict.
In the end, he ended up committing suicide.
It had to be said that Fu Su's background and appearance were not to be underestimated. He was definitely a tall, rich, and handsome man, and he was the best in the world.
Putting down the bronze mirror in his hand, Fu Su stood up and muttered,""It's the 32nd year of Emperor Shi Huang, which is 215 B.C. This means that father should be on his fourth tour.”
Fu Su, who was familiar with history in his previous life, quickly compared the current situation with his own history.
The burning of books and burying of scholars would only happen in two years. Right now, Fu Su's image in Qin Shihuang's heart was too benevolent!
This was also why Qin Shihuang had sent Fusu to the border because he opposed the burning of books and burying of scholars.
As the saying goes, kindness does not lead to war.
Qin Shihuang wanted Fu Su to be trained in the army.
Now, Great Qin seemed to have a strong army, but it was actually facing internal and external problems.
There were the Yue in the south, the Xiongnu in the north, and the remnants of the six countries waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.
If Fu Su wanted to ascend to the throne, he would obviously have to start from these places. No matter which calamity he pacified, his prestige would surpass any of the young masters.
But now was not the time to rush. Qin Shihuang was extremely unhappy with Fu Su, and rashly remonstrating might backfire.
Right now, the most important thing was to change Qin Shihuang's prejudice and view of Fu Su.
Moreover, Fu Su's ambitions were not here; what he wanted to do was to lead Great Qin to conquer the largest territory in history.
Ancient India, Rome, Ancient Egypt, and so on had never been conquered by Great Qin. In fact, Great Qin's people did not even know of their existence, which was simply too much of a pity.
There were not only seven countries in the world, but conquering the six countries would only unify the rivers and mountains. Only by letting Great Qin's cavalry trample over all the countries would they be able to conquer the world.
What Fu Su wanted to do was to say that all the sun and moon shone on the land of Qin, and all the rivers were Qin subjects!
"Since I'm here, I'll take it as it is. Since I've transmigrated to become Fu Su, I'll plant the Blackwater Blackbird Flag in every inch of the world!”
A cold light flashed in Fu Su's eyes. His gentle and refined temperament had changed and was replaced by ambition in his eyes.
Young Master, you're awake?"
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a beautiful woman in plain clothes walked in.
"Young Master has just woken up. Have something to eat."
She placed the porridge in front of Fu Su, her beautiful eyes filled with concern.
This woman was Qiu Yu, Fu Su's personal maid.
Fu Su looked Qiu Yu up and down. He had to admit that Qiu Yu's figure was graceful, and his appearance was picturesque. It was worth it.
But at this moment, Qiu Yu covered his mouth and coughed.
"What's wrong?"
"This servant caught a cold yesterday, it's nothing serious.”Qiu Yu explained.
Fu Su nodded and did not take it to heart. He picked up the porridge and drank it in one gulp.
Millet was millet. During the Qin Dynasty, people's staple food was millet, but the production of millet was ridiculously low.
This was why it was so difficult for Qin Shihuang to defeat the Xiongnu. The production of staple food was low, so the population was naturally low. Once the population was low, there would be fewer soldiers.
Fu Su, who had just finished his porridge, rested his arms on the bed. Qiu Yu looked at him with a smile.
"Young Master, aren't you going to read the Gongyang Biography today?”
Gongyang Zhuan, also known as Spring and Autumn Gongyang Zhuan, was a Confucian school of thought that Gongzi Fusu studied.
Fu Su looked up at the beam and muttered,""Not only will I not read it today, I will not read it again in the future.”
Young Master Fu Su gave everyone the impression that he was gentle and refined, or perhaps too kind. However, at this moment, Fu Su understood that he wanted to change this prejudice against him.
Qiu Yu nodded. He took out a wine bottle and poured a cup of turbid wine. He whispered,""Young Master, if you have something on your mind, this servant will take my leave.”
Fu Su was about to nod in agreement when he suddenly saw a thick fog that was hundreds of feet high in the distance through the window.
"Qiu Yu, what's with this fog?”Fu Su pointed into the distance and asked.
Qiu Yu looked at the fog and said sadly,""Young Master, don't you know? A few days ago, the plague struck, and the entire Xianyang City was affected by the plague. The people either starved to death or died of illness. Lord Xia Wuqi was forced to burn all those infected by the plague.”
Fu Su was speechless.
Fu Su was shocked. Wasn't this too much of a beast? After being infected by the plague, he was burned to death regardless of whether he could be saved or not?
Xia Wuqie and Fusu knew that the most important records in history were not about how good his medical skills were or how many people he had saved.
The record about him was that when Jing Ke tried to assassinate Qin Shi Huang, he threw a bag of medicine at Jing Ke. Jing Ke dodged, so he bought time for Qin Shi Huang.
But wasn't this imperial physician too incompetent? Instead of thinking about how to save people, you're thinking about how to burn people?
At this moment, the gate of the Eldest Young Master's manor was pushed open. A few people dressed in black armor walked in, and a murderous aura soared into the sky. In front of them was a woman who looked like a maid.
This handmaiden was Huhai's personal handmaiden, Mu Liu. Because Emperor Qin doted on Huhai, he usually did not take the Eldest Young Master's residence seriously.
And these black armored soldiers were the Qin Dynasty's black armored guards. Those who could become black armored guards were the Qin army that had crawled out of the pile of corpses during the Six Nations War.
"I found her. She's here." Mu Liu pointed at Qiu Yu and said to the black armored guards behind him.
Qiu Yu looked at Mu Liu in confusion. He didn't know why Mu Liu had led her troops into the Eldest Young Master's manor.
Fu Su, who was standing at the side, was also shocked. You, a mere maid, actually dared to bring people into my Eldest Young Master's residence? What do you take me for? Do you really think I'm still the benevolent Fu Su?
"How dare you barge into the Eldest Young Master's residence without permission?”Fu Su scolded angrily.
Mu Liu smiled nonchalantly, then cupped his hands towards Fu Su and said,""Young Master Huhai's servant, Mu Liu greets the Eldest Young Master.”
Mu Liu had a special relationship with Huhai, which was why she dared to be rude to Fu Su. Everyone in Xianyang could see that the First Emperor loved Huhai and ignored Fu Su all day long.
"You, a mere maid, dare to bring people into my Eldest Young Master's residence. Do you want your head?”
Mu Liu smiled contemptuously and pointed at Qiu Yu.""Eldest Young Master, you don't know, right? Qiu Yu has been infected with the plague, so this servant is here to help Eldest Young Master get rid of this scourge.”
The autumn rain was infected with the plague?
For a moment, Fu Su could not believe it. Why did he encounter such a thing as soon as he transmigrated?
Qiu Yu pointed at Mu Liu and cursed,""You're talking nonsense. I've been staying in the Eldest Young Master's residence these few days.”
Fu Su naturally knew what Qiu Yu said. Qiu Yu hadn't even left the mansion for the past few days, so he immediately believed Qiu Yu. If Qiu Yu had contracted the plague a few days ago, how could he not infect himself?
Could it be that he had given her a body that was immune to all poisons when he transmigrated? This didn't make sense!
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