The news outside Xianyang City quickly spread throughout Xianyang City, and many people hurried over and stood nearby to watch the excitement.

These courtiers were sighing and a little afraid.

More than a month, more than a month to annihilate the Xiongnu. With such a monstrous achievement, Li Xin and Huai Guzi will have nothing to say even if they wait to die.

Immediately afterwards, the courtiers were a little worried, because not long ago, they had questioned these two people. They also followed Wang Heng to take advantage of the situation, and wanted to trap Huai Guzi to death while he was not in Xianyang.

The more these people thought about it, the more frightened they became, so they shamelessly walked up to Huaiguzi, laughed dryly and said, "Exiled Immortal, I'll wait...congratulations on your excommunicated immortality."

Li Shui sneered: "No need to congratulate, I am a brother and I will settle the score clearly."

Li Shui had long heard about what happened in the city. These days, whoever remained silent, whoever was loyal and unyielding, and whoever added insult to injury. Zhou Qingchen had already clearly remembered it in a small notebook and handed it to Huaiguzi.

The courtiers were very anxious when they saw Li Shui looking to settle accounts after the fall, but after thinking about it, they had no choice but to sigh and return to their homes.

They also thought about looking for Wang Heng. But Wang Heng was chased by Fu Yao and had no way out. He took the initiative to ask Ying to fight Xiang Liang. They also heard about this. The Wang family was already in danger.

The courtiers were very anxious, and Wang Heng was even more anxious.

He was staying with Wang Jian in an airtight hut and said nervously: "Your Majesty has agreed that I, the Wang family, will lead the troops to annihilate Xiang Liang. In my opinion, I should send someone to Xiang Liang immediately."

Liang sent a letter, ordering him to raise troops immediately. Otherwise, if your Majesty's envoy arrives in Chu and finds that there are no rebels, then I will be guilty of deceiving the emperor."

Wang Jian nodded slightly and said to Wang Heng: "You did a good job. You didn't ask for mercy in vain, but you respected yourself. Alas, Wang Li was half as smart as you in the past, so he wouldn't have ended up in a different place."

Wang Heng had a look of regret on his face, but he was actually sneering in his heart: If that idiot was as smart as me, I would never be able to stand out again.

Wang Jian called over a reliable confidant and asked him to deliver a message to Xiang Liang, ordering him to mobilize troops immediately. This confidant also carried a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry to support Xiang Liang.

The confidant led the people away. Wang Jian's expression did not lighten up. He whispered to Wang Heng: "Have you ever thought about why Your Majesty agreed to let me, the Wang family, lead troops to attack Chu?"

Wang Heng was stunned.

Before, he had been immersed in the joy of escaping from death and had not considered this issue at all. Now that he heard Wang Jian's reminder, he suddenly thought about it and something was wrong.

He thought for a while and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "Yes. I have so many military generals in Great Qin, why use the Wang family who has lost power?"

"I thought that His Majesty would only think of me, the Wang family, after being defeated. Unexpectedly, he immediately agreed and let me, the Wang family, lead the army. What does this mean?"

"Could it be that His Majesty knows about our plan? Is he using it to his advantage? What should we do?"

Wang Jian waved his hand: "Don't panic. Only you and I know about contacting Xiang Liang. Even if you are a close confidant in the family, you follow you to Chudi for no reason, and you don't know what you are going to do. Your Majesty, it's impossible.

Guessed our plan."

Wang Jian stood up and looked at the red sun on the horizon: "Perhaps... Li Xin is too popular. His Majesty has decided to use the Wang family to check and balance Li Xin."

When Wang Heng heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "That's great, that's a God-given opportunity for me, the Wang family."

Wang Jian smiled slightly and said: "It's just a possibility. Your Majesty may be doing this out of goodwill or out of malice. Maybe you want to take advantage of this expedition to destroy the whole Wang family."

Wang Heng's heart hit rock bottom again.

He thought about it carefully, and the possibility of malice was not small. Now the only ones Wang could bring out were himself and Wang Jian.

Although he has a strategy in mind, he has never fought a war. On the battlefield, he is very likely to become the armchair warrior Zhao Kuo. Although his grandfather Wang Jian is the God of War, unfortunately he is already old and may not need to fight. He is tired of traveling and traveling to Chu Di.

You have to die.

Wang Heng wiped the cold sweat from his head and wanted to refuse the job. But after thinking about it, he didn't dare.

He was able to escape with his life only because he had promised in front of His Majesty that he was willing to pacify the south. Wouldn't it be useless if he refused now? In that case, Fu Yao would definitely chase him for his life again.

Wang Heng thought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said to Wang Jian: "Grandpa, no matter what your Majesty's thoughts are, fortunately Xiang Liang is one of ours. After arriving in the south, I dealt with him and made him falsely defeat him several times, so that I could have a chance to win."

If you get credit, everything will be easier."

Wang Jian nodded: "For the present, this is the only way. I hope Your Majesty will not send any close followers to supervise the army."

Wang Heng and Wang Jian discussed it until midnight. The more they talked, the more they felt that this matter was an opportunity, and the risk was also not small. But now they were cornered and had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Wang Heng didn't sleep all night.

At dawn the next day, he sent someone to deliver a letter to Hu Hai, asking him to find out what Ying Zheng was thinking.

Hu Hai didn't have anyone available around him now, so he wouldn't refuse Wang Heng too much. After receiving the news, he cautiously went to Ying Zheng's study.

After Hu Hai saw Ying Zheng, he first pretended to ask for advice on some things that he did not understand academically.

This made Ying Zheng feel a little pity for him. This son, since Zhao Gao's death, has been in a state of despair. He actually doesn't even have a master. When he encounters difficult problems, he has to ask them himself.

Ying Zheng was just thinking about who to choose as Hu Hai's master. He heard Hu Hai ask: "Father, does it have any profound meaning in letting the Wang family go to Chu to quell the rebellion?"

Ying Zheng laughed and said: "What's the deep meaning? It's just that the Wang family is familiar with the Chu land, and if they quell the chaos, I, the Qin soldiers, can save a few lives."

Hu Hai was stunned for a moment, not expecting this answer.

Ying Zheng glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Who asked you to ask?"

Hu Hai waved his hands repeatedly: "This is what I thought of myself. I want to take care of my father's worries, so I have been thinking about important matters in the court recently."

Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction.

After successfully deceiving Ying Zheng, Hu Hai immediately ordered someone to send the news out and told Wang Heng.

After Wang Heng received the news, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but the breath did not last long. He fell into doubt again: Your Majesty... did you really think so? Or did you say that on purpose?

Wang Heng started tossing and turning again and couldn't sleep. He felt like he was going crazy.

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Wang Heng suffered from insomnia, and so did the people outside Xianyang City.

It's the middle of winter, and it's freezing cold. Fortunately, it's not snowing now. Otherwise, it's not impossible for several people to freeze to death.

Of course, the common people's insomnia was not entirely due to the cold. It was because they had heard some news that the Shangjun Courtyard would start selling fur goods tomorrow.

These leather goods were all taken back from the Huns.

For many years, the Huns have been plundering the customs, and now we have finally taken revenge. It is said that the price of this leather product is cheap. A leather robe only costs ten yuan. A pair of leather boots only costs ten yuan. A piece of leather felt,

It's also ten dollars.

The common people all know that the so-called ten coins are just a symbolic payment. The banished immortal wanted to give things to the poor people, but he did not want to act like a charity.

Banished Immortal, you are a good man. For so many years, the people have lived in poverty, like pigs and dogs. Among those scholar-bureaucrats, who has ever looked at everyone? Only Banned Immortal, since Banned Immortal came, has repeatedly provided benefits to everyone and taken care of them.

In the face of the people.

When the people thought of these things, they were moved to tears...

The next day, as soon as the east turned white, many people gathered near Shangjun's Villa.

They waited until daylight and Shangjun Villa finally opened its doors.

A craftsman stood up and said: "Each household is limited to purchasing two pieces of these leather goods. You can only purchase them after signing and depositing them according to your household registration. Everyone should line up and no crowding is allowed. Anyone who dares to jump in line will be immediately disqualified."

The poor peasants obediently began to line up.

Soon, the people in front began to pay money to get the leather goods. The people who got the goods were very happy and left happily.

However, as time passed, some disputes arose among the queues, because the poor peasants discovered that many landowners had also come to queue.

These poor peasants were very angry and said to the landowners: "Your family wears gold and silver, and you are here to take advantage of this?"

But the landlord didn't care and said calmly: "Didn't the ban of immortals prohibit rich people from buying leather goods?"

The poor peasants pointed at the landlords and yelled: "If you buy one more piece, one poor peasant will suffer from the cold. You can't be a man without conscience."

The landlords remain unmoved. If they don’t take advantage of them, wouldn’t they be fools?

Ten dollars for a leather robe, an unheard of price, only a fool would not buy it. What about conscience? I have never relied on conscience to make a fortune.

The team slowly moved forward, and soon it was the landlord's turn. The landlord walked up to the pile of leather goods, paid the money, and began to select.

But after choosing for a while, his brows furrowed.

These leather goods were all stained with blood, and all of them had wounds. Some were cuts made by knives, and some were holes made by spears.

There are even some hairy bits of meat inside some leather boots.

The landlord asked the craftsman tremblingly: "Isn't this...this clothes better?"

The craftsman said lazily: "How good can something ripped from a dead person be?"

The landowner was startled and threw away the leather goods. The clothes worn by a dead man were terrible.

He asked the poor farmer next to him who was still selecting: "Aren't you afraid?"

The poor peasant glanced at him and said calmly: "I'm afraid of cold, poverty, and hunger, but I'm not afraid of dead people."

After finishing speaking, the poor peasant shook out a leather coat, paid ten coins, and took it away happily.
Chapter completed!