Chapter 247: Death of Kuroko
In the 36th year of the Emperor's reign,

Fusu and Meng Tian climbed up the completed section of the Great Wall together.

Meng Tian pointed to the long wall and said, "Go straight from here and you will be able to connect with the Great Wall of Zhao."

"Once the Great Wall in the north is connected, we can use this wall as a fortress to attack the Xiongnu in the north; if we retreat, we can use this barrier to stop the Xiongnu from moving south and invading the Central Plains."

"And the people can cultivate land here and provide soldiers and food for the garrisons at the Great Wall in a timely manner."

Fusu nodded, walked to one end of the city wall, and looked at the scenery in the distance.

Standing on a high place, he could see many people busy in the fields.

A little further away,

The trees gradually withered and turned into barren grassland.

He could not see the Huns,

Because Meng Tian is here.

The Huns had suffered a great loss at the hands of this Qin general and were very afraid of him, so they ran away.

Even if they were forced to go south to plunder supplies in order to survive;

Or perhaps the remnants of the six kingdoms that had been assimilated into the Xiongnu were instigated, and the Xiongnu Chanyu did not dare to come to Shangjun where Meng Tian was stationed, but would only bypass this place and rob other places and run away.

But this does not mean that

Fusu did not understand the troubles that the nomadic barbarians brought to the gentlemen of the Xia Dynasty.

Because Meng Tian was a general stationed in the northern border,

Whenever the Huns attacked areas other than Shangjun, the local garrison commanders had to report to him.

Fusu could get in touch with many related affairs by watching from the sidelines.

after all,

He is the military supervisor.
You have the right to know these things.

When he had time, Fusu would go to the local areas to communicate with the local people and learn about their views on the Huns.

then,

Fusu gradually understood why his father insisted on building the Great Wall.

some things,

It is something you know is difficult, but you have to do it.

He gazed into the distance for a while, then turned around to look at Hei Yi, who was frowning and looking a little dazed.

"Still thinking about your grandfather?"

"Yeah." Hei Yi nodded miserably.

Heihu is already over 80 years old.
With such a long life,
This means that his body is already very old and any accident could cause him serious harm.

In spring,
After a spring rain, Heihu leaned on his crutches and refused the servant's help. He wanted to go out to bask in the sun and get rid of the irritability and mustiness that he had felt after staying at home to avoid the cold for a whole winter.

He was still staring at the time, and told his son and daughter-in-law in high spirits, "I survived the cold winter, how could something go wrong in the spring!"

result,

Because of his carelessness, he stepped into a slippery mud pit, fell down, and almost lost his life.

My father immediately wrote to me:
He told his son that his grandfather might very well die during this period.

Hei Yi was therefore full of worries.

The emperor's appointment prevented him from leaving Shangjun and returning to Xianyang.

Hei Yi could only think about his hometown every day and shed tears secretly.

Fusu responded to this.

I can only give him comfort.

When I first came to Shangjun,
With the presence of Hei Yi, a lively and cheerful person, his relationship with General Meng Tian was quickly strengthened.

Now the two of them can patrol the Great Wall together without any grudges, but Hei Yi fell silent.

Meng Tian didn't know what to say about this.

When the Meng family was in Qi State, they also held the noble status of dukes and ministers.

For many nobles,

Blood ties do not necessarily bring them together emotionally.

Aren’t there many cases in this world where brothers kill each other for power and status?

The two brothers Meng Tian and Meng Yi considered themselves to be friendly and respectful to each other, but the honor of the family and the continuation of the bloodline still came above this relationship.

He thought:
Perhaps it was because the Hei family’s power only lasted four generations.

That's why Hei can still maintain such sincerity and feel pure worry for his relatives.

“…I hope Grandfather can hold on a little longer.”

"When I set out, I said I would tell him in person about my experiences in Shangjun!"

When Hei Yi said this, he started wiping the corners of his eyes again.

In Xianyang,

The people he was worried about were also saying, "Don't tell Yi about my funeral, otherwise he will cry in front of the eldest son and Meng Tian, and it will ruin our family's reputation!"

Black knows,

This is because my father doesn't want his family's private affairs to affect the country's public affairs.

So he agreed with a sad face.

The undocumented person was lying on the soft mat, wanting to say something to the child, but then he changed his mind and felt that he really had no regrets.

He lived so long.

He made many friends, and by the time of his son's generation, Hei became a close minister to the emperor and was granted a title of lord in the Qin Dynasty.

Moreover, their descendants still follow the teachings of their ancestors, retain their own virtues, and do not change their minds because of wealth and honor.

What regrets could he have!

thinking about it,

The black household only mentioned two more things to his son.

"I have collected a lot of things. They are the result of my life's work. You must keep them well and don't damage or throw them away."

Because he has many friends and is very popular, he also receives many gifts and presents from his friends.

When Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an, was old and at home, Heihu often visited him and persuaded him to write several books on military strategy, which were named "Bai's Art of War".

Bai Qi gave the book to Hei Hu and couldn't help laughing: "Bai's books are stored in Hei Hu's warehouse. There is nothing more suitable than this in the world!"

Heihu smiled and replied, "It would be disrespectful to just keep it in storage. I must find a way to pass it on!"

Before Lü Buwei fell from power, he sent someone to deliver the original copy of "Lüshi Chunqiu" to him.

Under such pressure, Heihu met with Lu Buwei.

The haggard Lü Buwei said to him, "I have enjoyed a lot in my life!"

"Is there any businessman in the world who is better at doing business than me?"

He got wealth.

Got the power,
Now, with this book, you can also gain fame in the future.

As long as "Lüshi Chunqiu" was not banned and burned by the angry King Zheng of Qin.

"I heard that to become a saint, three conditions must be met: achievements, virtues, and words."

"My achievements were gained by hoarding goods at a discount; my virtues brought me to where I am today; and the books I wrote were also based on the wisdom of others."

"I know this is opportunistic, but!"

Lu Buwei laughed loudly, with a very proud expression on his face, "But there will be no businessmen who can surpass me in the future!"

"There has never been one since ancient times, and there will never be one since ancient times!"

"You have to help me pass this book on, so that future generations will know that there are people like me, Lu Buwei, in the world!"

The black household then added to his collection.

But the emperor was still there, and he was a vengeful person, so the black household did not dare to show it off.

right now,

He wants to leave it to his children and grandchildren so that they can carry forward and implement the wisdom of their predecessors.

"Another matter is about the Western Region."

Thinking of this, Heihu couldn't help but sigh.

"I have been doing this for my whole life, but in the past forty years, I have not seen any messengers from Xinxia."

"I'm very sorry about this and hope to get some news from their side."

When Heihu was young, he had contact with the envoys of Xinxia and became friends with them.

That was during the time of King Zhaoxiang.

During the reign of King Zhuangxiang, he heard from the Western Regions that Xinxia had no time to communicate with other Xia states because of civil strife.

The black household was worried about his friend, but there was nothing he could do.

It was impossible for him to take his men to Xinxia to help them quell the rebellion.

Other than that,

Even the black households know this.
Xinxia is the only stronghold established by the gentlemen of the Xia Dynasty in the outside world so far.

This is very important for the entire Zhuxia.

Perhaps the gentlemen of the various states of China can rely on this place to go further and further?
After all, during the Yanhuang era,
The traces of our ancestors are only on both sides of the river!

"You can still serve His Majesty for many more years. If you have the chance to meet someone from Xinxia again, remember to tell me!"

"Ok!"

The black shape should be heavily responded to.

then,

Heihu closed his eyes in joy.

Sha, who came to visit her seriously ill grandfather, had just come in when she heard her father crying.

Ying Pijiang raised his head in confusion and asked his mother, "Why is grandpa crying?"

His eyes widened and he puffed up his chubby face, "Did Hu Hai bully him too?"

Sha just picked up the child and walked over in silence.

……

"Your father passed away."

When Hei Zhuang, dressed in mourning clothes, entered the palace and asked to observe mourning for his father, the emperor was indifferent at first, and then he became inexplicably emotional.

He agreed to the black petition.

After the ministers withdrew,

He took out the mirror again.

A majestic face was reflected in the mirror.

But the frost on his temples is much thicker than it was nine years ago.

(End of this chapter)

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