mtl008 Chapter 139
Chapter 139
Chapter 105 Local Tyrants
The old man in white also knew that the burden on his shoulders had become heavier.
But he also understood that this was for the future of Qin and for the instructions of the King of Qin.
The King of Qin lay on the bed, looking at the departing figure of the old man in white, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
He was worried about Fusu's safety and the future of Qin.
But he also believed that as long as the old man in white was there, everything would be handled properly.
He closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and prayed silently in his heart that the Qin State would prosper in the future.
The next morning, Fusu got up early. He stood in front of the palace door, looking into the distance with a firm gaze.
The morning sun shone on his body, covering him with a layer of golden glow, but his heart was heavy.
Xiao He's figure has not appeared yet, but Fusu's heart is already as anxious as if it were burning by fire.
He knew that his father, the King of Qin, was still alive.
But under such majesty, his body was weakening and he couldn't hold on for much longer.
And he was about to take over the Qin State, which seemed huge but was actually strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
This hot potato-like task made him feel both excited and worried.
Fusu's heart was full of contradictions.
He was looking forward to making great achievements and contributing his strength to the future of Qin.
He was also worried whether he was capable of handling this important task and solving the various problems within Qin in such a short period of time.
"I have to hurry up and not waste a minute or a second."
Fusu said to himself silently in his heart.
He understood that this was the most critical moment for him and he had to make full use of this time and make all preparations.
At this moment, Xiao He's figure appeared in his sight.
A smile appeared on Fusu's face. He walked quickly forward and shook hands with Xiao He tightly.
"Lord Xiao, you are here." Fusu's voice was full of joy and anticipation.
"Morning, Master Fusu." Xiao He also responded with a smile, "I know you are pressed for time, so let's get started right away."
Fusu nodded, he took Xiao He into the palace and started their discussion today.
They talked about the future of Qin.
They talked about how to strengthen central power, how to weaken the power of local tyrants, how to improve people's livelihood, and how to enhance the country's strength...
Every word was filled with passion and determination, and Fusu's eyes flashed with determination.
He knew that what he had to do was not only to inherit his father's throne, but also to inherit his father's will and build the Qin State into a more prosperous one.
Fusu listened to Xiao He's explanation carefully, his brows gradually furrowed, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
Although Xiao He's words were passionate and full of longing for the future, Fusu felt a hint of unrealistic idealism in them.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions.
He understood that Xiao He's starting point was good, but governing a country was not just talk.
Governing a country requires facing complex real-life problems and the game between various forces.
"Master Xiao, your ideas are indeed very ambitious, and I also hope to achieve the goals you mentioned."
There was a hint of hesitation in Fusu's voice.
"But we have to face the reality that it is not easy to weaken local tyrants."
"They are deeply rooted, powerful, and inextricably linked to the imperial court."
"If we act rashly, it will likely cause greater unrest."