A large part of the ritual system of the Qin Dynasty is very similar to the Zhou rituals. According to the ritual system, Fusu should quickly return to Xianyang to accept the crown prince's enthronement ceremony. But Fusu wrote a letter to the First Emperor, hoping to keep himself at the lower court for disaster relief. The lower court was the most severely affected by the six counties of the Qin Dynasty and the lowest sense of belonging to the Qin Dynasty. Now is the critical moment for disaster relief. Fusu believes that disaster relief matters are greater than the crown prince's enthronement hall.

Xianyang City, Afang Palace.

"You can tell what Fusu's letter said. He said that water can carry boats and can also overturn boats. The people are the water of the king, and the grain is the water of the people. The prince can not be enthroned for a day, and the people cannot have food for a day."

"My son Fusu has such a innocent heart, why worry about whether my Qin Dynasty will prosper." After seeing Fusu's letter, the First Emperor said.

"Your Majesty's wiseness."

"Your Majesty is wise." The ministers agreed in unison.

In Xianyang City, Wangyi Palace was pitch black. Since Feng Quji committed suicide and Zhao Gao was demoted to a commoner, Hu Hai locked himself in the palace, and even the food was sent by the little eunuch in the palace. Before Zhao Gao was arrested, he left him a word, or it was a very disrespectful word.

"As long as your Majesty is alive for a day, we will not be able to cause trouble. We have to endure the grievances. Only by living can we have hope, and we can always survive him."

"Ka, da, da."

The little eunuch who delivered the meal pushed open the door. The long-lost sunlight made Hu Hai's eyes hurt. Hu Hai sat on a cushion and raised his hand to cover the sunlight that was piercing in.

"How is Concubine Feng's mood?" Hu Hai asked in a deep gaze and a hoarse voice.

Although Feng Concubine Feng is Feng Quji's daughter, she is Hu Hai's wife after all, and Feng Quji's affairs did not involve her. But after hearing the news of her father's death, she naturally felt better as a daughter.

"It's better, I can already eat some food these days." The little eunuch replied.

Hu Hai sat there silently, feeling uneasy, as if he wanted to ask something, but he seemed to dare not ask. After a long time, Hu Hai seemed to have made up his mind, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Calculate the day, Fusu should be back, right?"

"The eldest prince has not come back. He wrote a letter to His Majesty that he should focus on disaster relief. I heard that His Majesty was exaggerating the innocent heart of the young man in the court." The little eunuch thought for a while and told these rumors in the Heavenly Palace.

Hu Hai sat upright, his eyes full of haze. After a long time, he asked, "Do you think Fusu really doesn't want to be the prince?"

The little eunuch knelt on the ground and didn't dare to say anything. Although he was a person next to Hu Hai, he should have to help Hu Hai speak. But he really didn't dare to do something like the prince.

"Okay, you go down." Hu Hai waved his hand and signaled the eunuch to go out.

"Fusu, I want to see when you can pretend." Hu Hai's eyes flashed with a deep cold light. He seemed to have matured a lot in just a few days.

Xianyang in spring makes people feel comfortable, and Li Chen wanders leisurely in the city. Now the internal worries of the Qin Dynasty have been eliminated, and the political enemies in the court have been cleaned up. As the saying goes, we must first settle the internal situation when fighting foreign countries. Now the interior of the Qin Dynasty has changed from a scattered five fingers to a clenched fist, and the next is the era of rapid development and expansion of the Qin Dynasty.

Shimen Mountain, Shenwu Military Academy Field.

The Shenji Battalion under Wang Li is training. Now the output of Xianyang in the military factory has increased significantly, and the spearmen under Wang Li have naturally obtained real guns.

"Fifty people in groups, gun shooting."

Wang Li shouted loudly, and the team immediately changed in an orderly manner. The originally neatly arranged square formation quickly turned into a fifty-person shooting queue. When everyone raised their guns, their eyes were focused like eagles.

"Let me." Wang Li roared.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

The bullet cabin made in Xianyang can only hold five rounds of bullets. After pulling five bolts, it will take about five seconds to load the bullet time. After the first round of shooting is completed, the soldiers immediately began to quickly load ammunition.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."

After the soldiers loaded the ammunition, they immediately entered another round of volleys. The wooden man used as a target in front was shot into a hedgehog.

"Mr. Marquis, with muskets, what's the point of us practicing martial arts?" Zhao Que looked at the scene of muskets shooting in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"The future war in the Qin Dynasty will not be personal courage, but the future war will be national strength and financial resources. It will take more than ten years for a soldier to be born to join the army. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be able to survive for decades. But war, war can take away a life in just a moment. If we can use a shell or a bullet to replace a life, why do soldiers still need to fight with blood and flesh?" Li Chen said so.

"Get the bayonet."

"rush."

At this time, the soldiers on the school ground also changed from shooting training to assassination training. The bayonet fighting is different from the weapons training in the Qin army. The bayonet fighting is very simple. One advance, two retreat, three up and four down. They both prick, stab the left, right, stab down, prevent left, right, and deceiving stab.

"kill."

"kill."

"kill."

The Qin army almost had a martial arts foundation, so they naturally accepted these simple moves very quickly. The more they practiced, the more they felt that these simple moves contained great energy. The soldiers held spears and stabbed them at the dummy one after another.

The uniform movements were much more beautiful than the young man who painted dragons in the bar in his previous life. Li Chen looked at the soldiers under him and felt that it was a little faster than when the Black Dragon Flag of Daqin was inserted all over the world.

"How can such a soldier lose? With such a soldier, Daqin will definitely not lose." Li Chen stood in the corner and looked at the soldiers who were training, and his heroic spirit seemed to surge.

It can be imagined that although the cavalry on the grassland is very powerful, when facing the Shenji Camp, the first shot of the gun can bring huge lethality to the cavalry. Even when the cavalry rushed closer, the soldiers holding bayonets would not have no power to fight back.

"Marty, there are a few such soldiers in a battalion." Zhao Que said to the soldiers in the school ground...

"Do you know how much it costs to raise a battalion soldiers? The bullets they fired today are more than bullets, they are spending money. If we want to raise more gunmen, we have to find ways to make more money. Otherwise, if the logistics cannot keep up with our battle, we don't have to fight." Li Chen sighed and said.

Now the production of Xianyang in the military factory has been increased, but Li Chen has been reluctant to expand the Shenji Camp. Bullets are different from arrows, and bullets are consumables. Modern wars are money and wasteful money. If you want to form more modern armies, Daqin must become more prosperous and powerful.
Chapter completed!