The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

Sure enough, not long after, a centurion appeared kneeling before Fusu's tent, begging for an audience.

"Young Master Fusu! Wang Hu doesn't know what wrong he has done to be forced by you to the point of ruin and death. I don't understand those grand principles."

What you're saying about classical Chinese is just scholarly talk. I just want an answer: why, why can't you stand to see us living even a little bit better?

“Young Master Fusu, you are high above, and even if you don’t have a beautiful wife and concubines, you don’t have to worry about your safety. I have no parents since I was a child. The Xiongnu killed them and also killed my brother. My sister-in-law is not yet married to my brother. My brother asked me to take care of her before he died.”

"Why are you forcing her to her death? In your eyes, don't the lives of us soldiers deserve your good reputation?"

"Yes, you have a reputation as a gentleman, but what lies beneath that reputation? You actually sheltered the Xiongnu and told us to live in peace with them? Those people killed our parents, those people killed our children, those people stole our food!!!"

"Why can't you favor us? I, Wang Hu, have fought against the Xiongnu all my life. In the end, my only love is Fusu, who is protected like a foolish child. You, you are not worthy to be a prince."

Wang Hu's voice was filled with sobs, and surrounded by soldiers, they could only understand how unbearable those days of living on the edge were, and how rare and precious it was to find a true confidant.

The reason why Wang Hu was so proud was that he married his sister-in-law. He didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Besides, his sister-in-law had given birth to his child, and he had been raising the child without showing any favoritism.

Wang Hu was his soldier, and he kept advising Wang Hu to face his own heart.

It was almost done, but then Prince Fusu made a scene, and the whole thing became a huge scandal.

The scholars and poets in the city were all praising Fusu's noble reputation, while the soldiers and commoners hid themselves even more, not daring to chat with this seemingly kind nobleman.

Fusu heard everything clearly inside the tent, and he never expected that the woman would actually commit suicide by hanging herself from the beam.

This left me somewhat at a loss. Originally, investigating the matter and distributing the compensation would have provided some relief.

But Wang Hu blocked him and sent someone to invite Meng Tian, ​​but Meng Tian hasn't come yet.

The person who knelt and shouted all day is just stubbornly holding on.

Looking at Bai Changchuan in front of him, Meng Tian knew without needing to make it clear that he wouldn't be able to make it in time for Prince Fusu's matter. However, even if he couldn't make it, he still had to put on a show of respect.

He drew his weapon from his side: "Please enlighten me."

Bai Changchuan immediately drew his personal broadsword, ready to meet the attack.

At this time, Fusu could not wait for Meng Tian to come, but the number of people outside the door begging him to step forward was getting bigger and bigger. There were already many people with good relations with him and those with similar experiences who were asking for an answer.

Fusu felt that this matter had been deliberately pushed forward, leaving him with no way to retreat.

So he ignored his staff's advice and left the tent alone.

The scene before them was indeed shocking. All the soldiers took off their armor and knelt on the ground. When Fusu came out to explain, some of them showed joy.

Wang Hu knelt in the center, then took two steps forward: "Young Master Fusu, I would like to ask you one question: do you think I have done anything wrong?"

Fusu's gaze sharpened: "Of course it's wrong. The ruler is the guide for his subjects, and the husband is the guide for his wife. Are you kneeling here trying to force me to give you the answer you want?"

The hope in Wang Hu's eyes vanished instantly, and he laughed maniacally. Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he placed his dagger against his neck: "I wanted to know the answer today. Now that I know, I can die in peace. Sister-in-law, wait for me. Wang Hu will come to accompany you."

I, Wang Hu, have served in the army and beheaded a hundred Xiongnu soldiers. I am honored by the King of Qin's favor and appointed as a centurion. However, he looks down on us, he looks down on us!

After saying this, amidst the surrounding pleas for dissuasion, he rushed in front of Fusu and slit his throat. The blood spurting from his neck made Fusu feel extremely embarrassed. In that instant, he saw the cold, ruthless eyes of the soldiers around him, as if they were looking at a piece of meat.

Fusu's blood rushed to his head, and he fainted.