PS: I forgot that Lou Jing had appeared, anyway, there was only a name and no lines and no deeds in front of him, and it has nothing to do with Daju, so I quietly crossed it out, and this one will prevail in the future.

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Manfan Han, the northeastern boundary of the Qin Empire, it is the mouth of the Datong River, there is a very small harbor, but there is no ship here, the merchant ships of Jiaodong come and go, there is no idea of docking.

A middle-aged general with a much older appearance than his actual age stood by the sea, his skin much rougher from the wind and sun, no longer afraid of the cold winter wind, and his chapped lips muttered to himself."

"Today is the first day of November."

"Soon, it's been a whole year!"

Fusu could feel that today's winter wind was as cold as the end of the banquet that night......

A year ago, on November 16, Fusu, the eldest son of the Great Qin, who was known as a virtuous man in the world, lost everything in Xianyang because of his naivety and ignorance.

He rises too high, loves too much, and fears too much.

When the catastrophe came, he was afraid, but he turned back and tried to grasp a life-saving straw, but he accelerated and sank into the abyss, and was replaced by others, making the most wrong choice.

As a result, Fusu turned into a meteor that fell rapidly, left Xianyang and slipped south, and finally lost a trace in Hanzhong.

Fusu's departure became the biggest political event at the beginning of the 37th year of Qin Shi Huang, which shocked the world and determined the direction of many things in the future.

But his whereabouts have become an unsolved mystery, and the people either think they are dead or they are dead.

In fact, for half a year after that, Fusu has been alone, relying on forged test biography, wandering aimlessly in the Kanto region.

Fusu remembers that when he got together with Heifu many years ago, he often criticized Qin Shi Huangdi, saying that his father "did not know the sufferings of the people", which meant that he understood the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the people.

At the time, Hefu always showed a polite smile, disagreeing, and did not deny.

Later, Fusu realized that behind that politeness, there was a heartfelt disapproval.

"Back then, I was just moaning without illness, pretending to be kind, how can I know what kind of suffering?"

Half a year of wandering made him deeply aware of what the real "disease" and "suffering" are.

When he reached Dongjun, Fusu had to sell his horse, and even sold his last clean clothes, although the thin horse cloak only bought him a few days' food.

He was truly alone, except for a sword in his hand.

In the days that followed, Fusu had to run for his stomach like all living beings in the world.

He helped people row boats on the river, helped people carry bags at the docks, and once wanted to work as a helper, but he didn't know how to farm at all, so he lost his job.

Now Fusu completely understood Han Fei's words: "Yao is a puppet, and he can't cure three people; As an emperor, it is enough to mess with the world. ”

What's more, he was not Yao Shun, he was just an ordinary person who was wrapped in the identity of a son because he had the blood of Qin Shi Huang in his body.

If you take off this crown and belt, who is not a bare horseman?

"Without the identity of a son, I really am nothing......"

The self-deprecating wry smile couldn't fill the hunger, and when he was forced to be helpless, Fusu even became a businessman's domestic helper for a bite to eat, and fought with people in the market.

That day, he relied on the martial arts he had practiced since he was a child to beat those gangsters who could only do three-legged cat kung fu all over the ground.

It was the happiest time since Fusu's wandering, and he understood why Shandong Qingxia hated Qin Fa so much, those laws were simply a birdcage, locking up their nature.

But the local order was still there, and as a result, Fusu was arrested by the government along with the troublemakers, thrown into prison, and tied to ropes as prisoners to build river defenses.

The local government would not have thought that this smelly ranger would be the Fusu that Xianyang was secretly searching for!

One night, Fusu fled with many others, but he was also shot by his pursuers, limped and entered the mountains.

In the months that followed, injuries and illnesses entangled Fusu, leaving him weak and nearly dying.

There will be no imperial doctor and military doctor to save him, and there will be no family members and concubines to ask for warmth, and a witch who passes by by chance will just pick a handful of suspicious weeds to boil into a black soup and pour it into his stomach.

There is no medicine to get rid of the disease, but it is more serious.

In this way, he was stranded in a shack between the rivers, standing under the torture of injuries, half-dreaming and half-waking, recalling the first half of his life, thinking of the heroic words of the past, thinking of the mistakes made because of innocence, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying bitterly.

The people in the local area thought that this person was crazy.

It was difficult to remove the label, and in the eyes of the crowd, Fusu had become a madman, and the children who were playing with the water threw stones at him, and the laundry woman ran away when he saw him far away, and the village men drove him away with sticks in a huff.

Fusu continued to wander on the banks of the river, and along the way, he suffered from the white eyes, and only the lepers in the village did not dislike him, especially remembering that when he was about to starve to death, a man with a scarred face gave him a little food.

Then she gave him an ugly smile.

"Poor man!"

"Poor man!"

Fusu felt the greatest irony in the world, and he laughed again, crying like a child, and going even more crazy.

The noble son of the past seems to have completely disappeared from him.

In this way, more than a month passed in a muddle, until in the middle of summer, he sat by the river and grabbed lice on his body, but from the idle chatter of a passing fisherman, he learned the news of the death of Qin Shi Huang......

He froze for a moment, and the flea in his hand struggled and slipped away in a hurry.

The women who bleached the silk next to them saw that this dirty, smelly beggar madman with a disheveled hair had plunged into the river!

There were bursts of exclamations, but just like that, no one came to save him.

Fusu knew how to water, tears flowed in the river, and the turbulent turbid water also washed away the dirty shell he used to wrap himself.

After a long time, when Fusu came ashore again, his eyes were much clearer, he moved quickly, tied his hair in a bun with tree vines, found the broken sword, left the shack where he had been stranded for a long time, and walked all the way east!

Fusu walked to the seaside, the endless blue awakened his original intention, and now Fusu has remembered that he went all the way east, where did he want to go!

He wanted to take a shortcut and cross the sea to Haidong, but just as the Xianyang envoys were arresting the Jiaodong underworld, the policy of alignment was changed, and the sea was banned, Linzi, Jiaodong, and Jibei, and the pieces were not allowed to go to the sea.

It was as if God was destined not to let him go too easily.

It was also on the seashore that Fusu heard the news of Heifu's "rebellion".

No disbelief, no incredulity, Fusu just silently turned around and turned to the north.

He was healthy and sane, but he acted very differently.

When crossing the river, because he was penniless, the boatman scolded and scolded, Fusu was straightforward, with a horizontal sword on his knees, and coerced the boatman to carry him across the river.

When he arrived in Hebei, in order to fill his stomach, Fusu began to rob pedestrians with swords, empty their money bags, rob their cars and horses, and only threw down a handful of money when he left, just as a coil to go home.

On weekdays, he is afraid that he will be arrested by the government again, but now, no one cares about a small robbery.

While wandering in the Kanto region, Fusu had seen the people's grievances and grievances under the weight of Qin Law.

And now, he began to see that what was more terrible than the harsh order was that these orders disappeared overnight!

In Julu County, the Zhao people were righteous and wanted to restore the country, and the county soldiers attacked and killed each other, and the corpses were all over the field.

In Guangyang County, thieves are rampant, tigers and wolves eat people, crops are destroyed by fire, and thick smoke reaches into the sky.

Yuyang County, Yan Zhao has been patient for a long time to rebel, the Great Wall is full of flames, there is no Meng Jiangnu here, but why is the woman's cry still so loud?

In Liaoxi County, the king of Donghu took the opportunity to enter the Kou, plundered endlessly, Hu Ma trampled on the border people, cut off countless heads with scimitars, and women were taken away on horseback, howling.

In Liaodong County, the soldiers who fled in the past were full of disturbances on the border, and this group of thugs who had been nesting in the mountains and forests for many years was extremely vicious, and many miles of the border were hit by seedlings, which was the hidden danger left by the mutiny camp roar that year.

Mountains and rivers are broken, and people's fate is like drifting, scattered into mud and crushed into dust.

In comparison, what happened to me?

Fusu came all the way north and witnessed the tragic situation along the way.

He had heard that in ancient times, Gonggong and Zhurong fought a great war, and the anger did not touch Zhou Mountain, so the four poles were wasted, Kyushu was split, the sky was not covered, and the earth was not circumferential. The fire is not extinguished, and the water is vast and unstoppable. Beasts of prey eat the people, and birds grab the old and weak......

Isn't what is happening in front of us a portrayal of legends in the present world?

Fusu was alone, even if he killed one or two thieves and Hu people, but he couldn't prevent a bigger tragedy.

He could only wander among the bones and force himself to keep his eyes open, to see all this, to remember them.

"It's all your fault."

In front of the faces of the dead, one by one in dilapidation, Fusu said to himself.

"You have failed your father, you are cowardly and hesitant, so that he can't turn a blind eye."

"You have failed your wife and children, you have been selfish, and you have abandoned them."

"You have failed the subordinates of the doorman and let them end badly."

"You've failed Hefu and brought him to where he is today."

"You have lived up to the expectations of the people of the world and let this troubled world befall the world......"

"Fusu, Fusu, you are the glowing star!"

He was guilty.

The sin is terrible.

So he needs to make amends, he needs to atone for his sins.

Fusu could only think of one way.

After months of trekking, when he finally arrived at Xiangping City, he hesitated for a while, but finally gave up entering the city and continued eastward.

He is no longer naïve, no longer gullible, even if Liao Dongshou knows himself, but if he goes alone, even if he identifies himself, he may be bound and captured.

Only when you have soldiers in your own hands can the negotiations be reciprocal.

So he measured the earth with his footsteps again, and continued along the path of the former expedition.

The thorns were deeply inserted into his hands, and the blood was dripping, and the blisters on his feet burst and rose, and finally became hard calluses, and he was hungry for wild vegetables and thirsty for water from the stream.

When Fusu arrived in Xi'an at the beginning of September, the whole person was no longer the same.

He is only in his early thirties, but he looks like a forty-year-old man, with dark skin, withered description, and straw sandals.

Fusu was no longer a fragile jade, he had destroyed himself with his own hands, faded all marks, and burned in the fire for a long time, and became a hard bronze.

Xi'anping's garrison was the old Fusu department, and because it was too remote, the Xianyang court, which was busy dealing with the Northern Expeditionary Army, didn't even have time to send envoys.

The local garrison also heard sporadically about the events in the Central Plains and the rebellion near and far, and they were hesitant, some felt that they should wait on the spot, and more thought that it was better to go back to their hometowns on their own.

The officials can no longer suppress the soldiers, defections continue to appear, and mutinies like Shanggu and Yuyang may occur at any time!

Fortunately, Gao Cheng, the defender of Xi'anping, was Fusu's right-hand man and helped him suppress the mutiny, and Gao Cheng carefully identified the visitor who called himself the "old man" and immediately recognized who he was.

The loser of the Xianyang court struggle.

The missing person who either thought he was dead, or thought he was dead, went to Chengmi.

Gao Cheng was so excited that he cried in front of Fusu and shouted something that Fusu hadn't heard in a year......

"Childe, eldest son!"

It's a familiar name, but it sounds so harsh.

He is no longer the eldest son, just Fusu!

Helping Gao Cheng up, Fusu smiled at him and said:

"Don't call me Childe."

"Call me 'General'!"

Fusu came in time, became a savior, a hope, and a life-saving straw that the soldiers worked hard to grasp.

When the soldiers gathered, when Fusu once again put on a general's armor and looked at these babas in his eyes, he was speechless for a while.

He hadn't spoken to anyone in a long time, and his throat was as hard as iron.

After a long silence, Fusu slammed at everyone.

A thousand words, combined into simple words.

"Fusu has failed everyone."

"But I won't let down the second and third sons."

"I'm here to keep my unfulfilled promises."

"I'll come, take you and the others home!"

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"General!"

Gao Cheng's shout broke Fusu's memories, and when he turned around, he saw that Gao Cheng's eyes were full of high fighting spirit.

"The last of the soldiers have returned, from Seoul!"

Seoul is on the east coast of Haidong, it was built by Heifu, although it is called a city, in fact, it is just a small village, stationed 100 people, it can be said that it is the most remote outpost of the Qin Empire.

Now that even the Seoul garrison has been recalled, there will be no Qin army in the entire peninsula.

Those strongholds far away from the territory are now all abandoned, and the wanderers have to go home, compared to this barbarian land, they have more important things to protect.

Gao Chengyu reported: "The five hundred lords of Seoul came back with their families, and with the strength of 100 people, they defeated the hundreds of filthy people who attacked and harassed, and he also wanted to return to the Central Plains with the general, and he was about to meet him in person. ”

"It's not easy."

Fu Su bowed: "Take him over." ”

After a while, a thick-haired man strode up.

This man was in his fifties, wearing a sheepskin jacket and a dogskin hat on his head, and his eyes were attentive, and when he saw Fusu, he knelt on his knees very simply, and his voice was full of excited crying:

"Peixian Liu Ji, meet the eldest son!"