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Chapter 1: Sense of Crisis

In the 36th year of Emperor First Emperor, in the spring, he went to the county.

The sun is shining and the breeze is not dry. Lying on the hillside, looking at the blue sky, I should have seen the sky rolling and unwinding, which should have been very relaxed and pleasant.

However, the young man held a dog-tail grass in his mouth, but his pair of sword eyebrows slightly frowned, and sighed: "It's hard to deal with it, is there only one year left?"

It has been three days since I traveled to Daqin.

From the initial disbelief, to now, I have accepted my identity after traveling through time!

First of all, my name is Fusu.

That’s right, it’s Qin Shihuang’s eldest son, the Fusu Prince in history!

Just because I was also called Fusu before traveling through time, I became Fusu Young Master?

Alas, why didn’t my parents name myself Zhengchun? Isn’t this delicious?

Secondly, this time node of time travel is also very fucking.

The alchemist Hou Sheng and Lu Sheng were unable to find the elixir, so they fled far away and fled, which made Qin Shihuang furious, so they had to kill more than 400 alchemists in one fell swoop.

This Fusu is also the true axis. Should this matter be against Qin Shihuang?

Running to give advice stupidly?

Then, in anger, he was sent to Shangjun by Qin Shihuang and accompanied General Meng Tian to build the Great Wall.

Unfortunately, the time travel time came a little late. If it were earlier, Fusu felt that he had to jump up. He shouted in anger and personally led the killing of the alchemists, staged a drama of deep affection between father and son and united with the enemy...

Now I am staying in Xianyang City with rich clothes and food, and hugging beautiful ladies every day?

According to the historical trend, Qin Shihuang will die next year, and then Zhao Gao and Li Si forged an edict to kill themselves.

I remember that it is not because of how good Fusu’s historical achievements are, these are all checked online.

That's right, time travelers come with gold fingers, and there is a mobile phone that can access the Internet in their mind.

Didn’t I just stayed up late and watched short videos? Why did I travel through time?

My parents must be very sad if they leave by themselves, right?

And those girls who flirt with me don’t know which pigs will be robbed in the future.

By the way, my wife still has dozens of g of them in my computer, and it has not been deleted yet. If it is discovered, it will be a social death.

He shook his head and pressed down all the messy thoughts in his mind.

In fact, it would be great if you don’t know history if you travel through time to become Qin Shihuang’s eldest son.

I don’t want to be so tired of being an emperor. I am a rich prince, studying food, sleeping more beautiful ladies, and copying a few poems occasionally. It is simply the pinnacle of life!

However, I already know history. Even if I don’t want to be an emperor, it depends on my cheap younger brother Hu Hai’s actions to take over and kill all my brothers and sisters.

This sense of crisis came.

"No, I can't sit back and wait for death. I still have to find a way to go back to Xianyang. I can't wait for Qin Shihuang to die suddenly, and I really take Meng Tian's army back to Xianyang, right? Stay away from the power center of the court, and do whatever I do is subject to."

"In addition, the Great Wall is built in this Shangjun area, and it is in the wilderness of the wilderness. Not to mention cute girls, they can't even pull out four old onions."

Anyway, Fusu would not admit that the main purpose of his desire to return to Xianyang is the latter reason.

"Young Master, it's time to eat."

While he was thinking about it, a man wearing armor and strong body came to Fusu and knelt down.

"Jia Xianfeng, I said, you don't need to give this gift every time you meet."

After all, Fusu is not used to kneeling on others, and is also not used to kneeling on others.

"No." Jia Xianfeng lowered his head and responded as usual.

I have a separate tent, and food is already placed in the tent.

A bowl of chestnut rice, a piece of boiled meat, and a pear.

In this era, this food is naturally good.

However, in this era, there is no cooking, and the meat can only be cooked or roasted, and it has no taste.

Don’t think that barbecue is the barbecue of later generations, and skewers.

In this era, there are no chili powder, pepper powder, cumin powder, etc.

The so-called barbecue is soulless.

The taste is like chewing wax and it is difficult to swallow. Fusu suddenly felt that his plan to return to Xianyang could be put on, and the most important thing is to improve the food first.

At least, you have to create an iron pot and try the taste of stir-frying.

Suddenly I heard the noise sounded outside the camp, making the noise grow louder and louder.

Fusu put down half a bowl of chestnut rice in his hand and walked out.

It was a few corvee laborers who seemed to be quarreling with soldiers.

Corvey service is a coolie who built the Great Wall, while soldiers assumed the role of supervisors. Corvey service gathered together to quarrel with the soldiers? It must be no trivial matter.

"Young Master!" Fusu walked over and the soldiers beside him knelt down.

Naturally, these corvee workers also knelt down in one go when they saw this.

"What happened?" Fusu asked.

"Young Master, it's just a trivial matter that disturbs you. We are guilty!" Jia Xianfeng pleaded guilty.

Then, he turned to the laborers beside him and shouted: "Why don't you retreat quickly? I'll disturb the young master and be punished for death!"

"Young Master, help me!"

However, one of the men, who was about seventeen or eighteen years old, suddenly plucked up his courage and robbed the land with his head: "Everyone in the world says that the young master is virtuous, so please be kind!"

"Mob, how dare you act rashly!" Jia Xianfeng next to him glared and his long sword was unsheathed.

"Stop!" Fusu said.

After stopping Jia Xianfeng, Fusu looked at the young man kneeling on the ground, wearing wheat-colored skin and looking thin, "What do you think?"

"Young Master, the location of No. 97 of Jia, the huge rock weighs more than a thousand kilograms. The place where the huge rock is transported is extremely steep and the rolling wood is difficult to place. We have already died six people!" The young corvee hurriedly spoke and explained the situation briefly.

It turned out that there was a dangerous place to transport huge rocks when building the Great Wall, which was difficult to transport by rolling wood, and could only rely on manpower.

But the terrain was dangerous, and only a dozen rocks were transported up, but six lives were filled!

If we continue to transport the huge rocks, we really don’t know how many lives will be filled in, so these corvee labor began.

"Take me to see!" Fusu said after hearing this.

"Young Master, there are some places where the terrain is dangerous, this is the norm, you..." Jia Xianfeng next to him persuaded.

"Lead the way!" Fusu looked at the other party.

"No." Jia Xianfeng couldn't continue to say anything, so he could only bow his head and agree.

Following the soldiers, Fusu saw the scene. Sure enough, the terrain was dangerous, and there was a deep abyss next to it.

The built huge stones, the method of rolling wood, can only be used in flat terrain. When constructed in these high mountains and ridges, they can only be carried together.

If you encounter a dangerous place again, you may fall into the abyss.

Now this place is a dangerous place.

"Alas, it is said that the Great Wall is the pride of the Chinese nation. I don't know how much blood and sweat were spent to build it and how many lives were filled in. Moreover, depending on what Jia Xianfeng meant, this situation has become normal!"

After catching the stewards on the spot, Fusu felt secretly in his heart.

"The transport stones here will be put on hold for the time being."

After a moment of silence, Fusu thought for a moment, he determined his thoughts and spoke.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" When the many corvee laborers next to you heard this, they were all grateful and knelt down and kowtowed.

"Young Master, if the construction period is delayed..." Jia Xianfeng next to him hesitated for a moment and spoke still.

I have always known the virtues of Fusu Young Master, but it depends on where to use it?

The terrain here is dangerous, so it will be suspended? When will the stone be transported?

And today we have set a precedent, will we have to pause other places?

So how can we continue to build this construction work?

"I have a solution!" I glanced at Jia Xianfeng and Fusu Gangang was arbitrary.
Chapter completed!
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