When he woke up, Zhao Su, a graduate student in the Department of History, found that he had become the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty - Fusu.
Good news: Dad is Qin Shihuang, the first emperor of the ages, and he will be king in the beginning!
Bad news: At the beginning, he had a passionate confrontation with his father at the scene of "burning books and entrapping Confucians". The next second, he would be packed up and sent to the county to "supervise the army" with an army of 300,000 people. It was euphemistically called "going to the grassroots to exercise." Suicide?
What an international joke! I help Su and make money! Oh no, I won't commit suicide even if I'm beaten to death!
Going to the frontier? That's a great place to make a fortune with the sky high and the emperor far away!
Three hundred thousand troops? That is the "Blade of Qin" that I made with my own hands!
Ever since... When Zhao Gao and Li Si were still complacent about Fusu's "fall from favor", a letter of victory flew back to Xianyang like snowflakes.
"Report - The eldest son is promoting new agricultural tools in the Hetao area. There is a good harvest of potatoes and corn, with an output of 800 shi per mu!"
The First Emperor: "It's very good! It's very good! This thing can ensure that my people in Qin will never go hungry again!"
"Report - The eldest son invented 'cement' and built a hundred-mile Great Wall, which is indestructible. The Huns cavalry looked at the city and sighed!"
Shi-Building Maniac-Emperor: "Quick! Send me the cement squares as soon as possible! I want to arrange them for Afang Palace too!"
In Xianyang Palace, Hu Hai was still crying for toys, and Zhao Gao was still thinking about how to tamper with the imperial edict.
Fusu, who was far away in the northern Xinjiang, already had a large number of troops and was as wealthy as the enemy.
When the First Emperor was critically ill during his eastward tour, the messenger came to Fusu with a glass of poisonous wine. He only saw Fusu and the murderous tiger and wolf troops behind him.
Fusu wiped the hundred-refined steel sword in his hand and smiled like a villain:
"Is your name Zhao Gao? I heard that you want me to die?"
It's my type
A super, super nice book