Daqin: You have a son to help Su

Chapter 15 The Protector of Zhu Xia Civilization, First Minister Guan Zhong

In Beidicheng County Guard's Mansion, everyone was still looking at the map and meditating. The 10,000+ Huns did not mean that they were completely invincible, but now all the focus of Qin State is on attacking Qi and Yan.

Even the frontier soldiers in Beidi City had weapons and armors that were one level lower than those of the main forces of Faqi and Yan, and two levels lower than those of the Xianyang Army.

Fusu looked at the county governor Feng Wuze, the county captain Zhao Wu, and several captains who were meditating in their seats. He looked at the map that was not yet complete and shook his head. There was really no good solution now.

"The county guard, the county captain, several captains, Fusu knows that one person counts the short, and the two count the long, but sitting here like this is not an option. Fusu retires first, and we will meet tomorrow at the county guard's mansion."

After finishing speaking, Fusu left first. As the supervising army, Fusu's immediate boss was his father Qin Wangzheng, but unfortunately he was not here, so naturally no one could control what Fusu did.

Everyone looked at Fusu's leaving back and looked at each other helplessly. The county captain Zhao Wu slapped the table next to him. Although he heard that the young master Fusu was benevolent, he didn't expect to be so timid.

"It's not like my blood of the Qin royal family. The Xiongnu was afraid before they came, huh..." Zhao Wu, as the Duke of Qin, is also a descendant of Duke Xiao of Qin, and a high-ranking military officer. He despises such a coward the most, let alone his own son.

"Junwei, please don't say a few words." Feng Wuze persuaded, after all, Zhao Wu is also a child of the Duke of Qin, it is reasonable for him to complain about Fusu, but it is not easy for other people present to intervene.

"Hmph!" Zhao Wu stared at Fusu's leaving direction. The Qin family had always supported the eldest son inheritance system, so Fusu's cowardice made him hate iron and steel even more.

Fusu naturally didn't know what happened in the hall after he left, he just wanted to wash his body and go to bed to rest, actually he didn't feel comfortable sleeping after traveling for a few days, so he managed to get out of bed.

Besides, what would be the result of sitting in the Sheriff's Mansion now?Who is willing to give up the warm blanket and Xijun, and face each other with a group of big men in the cold season of Beidi City.

This is so meaningless, even if Fusu goes to condolences to the people now, it is better than racking his brains and sighing there.

Wang Ban, who grew up with Fusu, knew that Fusu had the habit of taking a bath every day, and arranged for his servants to keep the water warm so that Fusu could rinse his body as soon as he came back.

After taking a shower, Fusu returned to the bedroom, looked at Wang Ai who was already in the bed, smiled slightly, and then slipped into the bed lightly, the bed became quite warm because of Wang Ai's body temperature.

"Mr. Lang, is there something important? Have the Huns gone south?" As a general and tiger girl, Wang Ai probably guessed what was going on, and asked softly.

"It's okay," Fusu wanted to appease Wang Ai first, but after thinking about it, he felt that he shouldn't lie to Wang Ai: "The Huns invaded with more than [-] troops, so the situation may not be so optimistic."

Wang Ai stared at Fusu, and touched Fusu's face with some cold hands: "Mr. Lang, you promise me to protect yourself, okay?"

I don't know why, Wang Ai's body temperature is higher than that of Fusu, but her hands are always cold, and Fusu's warm palm covers the hand that caresses her face: "Xijun, you Look how much warmer my hands are than yours."

Without answering Wang Ai's question directly, Fusu didn't even dare to guarantee his own safety. After all, swords have no eyes on the battlefield.

After moving his position, Wang Ai got close to Fusu, listening to the beating sound of his chest, he asked: "If I and the people of Beidi City are in trouble, what will you do?"

Looking at the lover in his arms, Fusu even wondered if she also time-traveled, why death after more than 2000 years came as soon as she was asked.

But Fusu replied without any hesitation: "If you and the people can leave by sacrificing me, then I will sacrifice myself without hesitation."

"Lang Jun, if you can, you just abandon me. I don't want you to sacrifice for me..." Wang Ai buried her head in Fusu's arms like a baby ostrich.

I don't know why Wang Ai suddenly felt this kind of worry, but Fusu still hugged her tightly and comforted her: "We have Mr. Jing Wen, Yue Fei, and more than 2000 personal guards. You don't have to worry about me too much."

"I believe in Mr. Lang."

Feeling Wang Ai nodding in his arms, Fusu also stroked her hair and hugged her to sleep.

『Host, now start the live broadcast task Chapter 2, Guan Zhong Fights Yi, you have to complete the dialogue with Guan Zhong, for this, the live broadcast system will start a live broadcast to promote the culture of Zhuxia, and will conduct evaluations, and rewards will be given after completion. 』

The words used by the system to release live broadcast missions remain the same. What Fusu heard last time seems to be not much different from this.

Fortunately, this time Fusu didn't transmigrate into an ancient man, but came to a large camp with his original body.

"Ding," the sound of drawing a sword sounded, and a middle-aged man with a beard in front of Fusu pulled out a long sword and pointed at Fusu and asked, "Who are you?"

All of a sudden, Station C started this popular historical program again, and many fans flocked to it.

Some people even heard the sound on their mobile phones saying: 'The program you are following is now on air', and immediately ran to the toilet and turned on their mobile phones.

"Here it comes, this time I'll be there right away, watch it on time."

"Who and who this time! Last time Fusu talked to Dayu, what about this time? Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong?"

"Guan Gong's battle with Qin Qiong is pure drama, I think it's better to interview sages and sages!"

"It appeared, appeared! And Fusu, who is the other one?"

"Fusu is dressed in black clothes from the Warring States Period, which seems to correspond to the status of the son of the Qin Dynasty. As for the other person, it seems to be the clothes of the Qi State, but it doesn't look like it." A person who has studied historical costumes said.

"What sages are there in Qi? Confucius and Mencius are from Lu, Mozi is from Song, Zhuangzi is from Chu...how many more?"

"There is a sage in the state of Qi, whose status in ancient times even surpassed the few sages you just mentioned..."

"Who?"

"Have you ever heard of pipes?"

"The one that delivers water and natural gas?"

"...Why don't you quit the group!"

"Guan Zhong, Guan Zi! That's true, the sage of Qi is Guan Zi."

"Who is he, can he be compared with Dayu? Has he made a great contribution to us Zhu Xia?"

"I see, is he the one who runs a brothel?"

"You guys watch it! I believe that after this show, you will know who Guan Zi is!"

The image of Guan Zhongjian resting on Fusu's shoulders seems to have been forgotten. After all, they thought it was just a show and didn't take it seriously.

Fusu looked at Guan Zhong without showing any weakness, he gently pushed aside Guan Zhong's bronze sword, and tidied up his current appearance.

He bowed slightly to the Prime Minister of Qi State and the Prime Minister of Zhu Xia with the etiquette suitable for his status as a prince of the Qin royal family, and said: "I am Fusu, the prince of Qin State, and I have met the Prime Minister of Qi State."

Guan Zhong looked at Fusu, who was dressed in the right lapel, and after confirming that he was from Zhuxia, he put the bronze sword back into the scabbard: "Why did the prince of Qin come here? You Qin people are also punishing the barbarians now, why don't you go?" What are you doing here to help?"

"Fusu didn't come from the present state of Qin, Fusu came from the state of Qin more than 400 years later, and also from Zhuxia more than 2000 years later." Fusu shook his head.

Now the state of Qin is still in the period when there are living people being buried. If Fusu is allowed to go now, he will change this bad habit immediately.

"More than 400 years, more than 2000 years? Are you deceiving me?" Guan Zhong did not believe such ridiculous things, but he did believe in Fusu's identity. After all, such clothes and etiquette could not be cultivated by a princely prince.

"Well, you said that you are coming to the next generation, this time Qi Guo helped Yan fight against Rong, won or not?"

Although Guan Zhong is only the Prime Minister of Qi State, his power is overwhelming in the whole Zhuxia, and he has an aura of superiority.

He looked back at the map behind him, researching the route of how to march, but ignored Fusu.

It was a pity that Fusu had met Qin Wangzheng, who was more powerful and ruler than him, and he was very familiar with this type of person. He looked at Guan Zhong intently.

Guan Zhong, who found that there was no sound behind him, looked back at Fusu, who had been staring at him. He was amazed that this young man was not afraid of him, but he asked seriously: "Win or not?"

(End of this chapter)