Ying Zheng was tolerant and intelligent, talented and wise, self-disciplined and in charge of the rule, and achieved the career of the emperor for the ages.

I am too outstanding. Have you overdrawn your children's intelligence in advance?

On the way back to the Meng Mansion, the names of Ying Zheng and his children appeared in Meng Tian's mind, and such a strange thought arose.

The eldest son Fusu is free and cannot be favored by his father, and lacks fatherly love and affection.

Because of this, Fusu was particularly eager to get Ying Zheng's recognition. In private, he followed the palace servants to learn calligraphy and literacy, and learned swordsmanship from the palace guards, but he never slacked off.

Ying Zheng's other sons, the young master, was reluctant to speak, and the young master, was unable to attract Ying Zheng's attention.

The short man was raised, and compared to his younger brother behind him, Fusu could barely be considered talented.

Fusu's character is generous and kind. In other words, it can also be said to be cowardly.

Fusu has not yet won the championship, and his temperament can be adjusted. Ying Zheng sent Fusu to Feng Quji to study, hoping that Feng Quji, who is smart and capable, can teach Fusu well and not speak like benevolence and righteousness as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Oh, personality determines destiny. This sentence is really true when it comes to Fusu."

Thinking of Fusu’s original fate, Meng Tian was really sad and sighing.

In history, Fusu served as the military supervisor of the Great Wall Legion, and was kind to Meng Tian and had a reputation. As a result, he saw an obviously suspicious imperial edict, Fusu gave up fighting and chose to commit suicide, wasting Meng Tian's hard advice in vain.

You know, behind Fusu, he is not the only one standing.

Fusu died. Meng Tian, ​​Feng Quji and others who worked with him, faced Qin Ershi and Zhao Gao's butcher knife without a banner of resistance, so they could only die unjustly.

Fusu's personality is very similar to Shen Sheng of Jin State during the Spring and Autumn Period. He served his father with pure filial piety and was unwilling to fight. Not only did he die in vain, but he also had to fall into civil strife for decades.

People like Fusu can be regarded as friends, but are not suitable to be partners in doing things together.

As a person, you must be responsible for yourself and your colleagues and subordinates.

If they really wanted to follow, deep down, Meng Tian would rather follow people like Li Shimin and Zhu Di. These two people would not sit still and wait for death in the face of the dangerous situation of death.

It is better to fight vigorously than to fight vigorously.

Meng Tian decided to observe Fusu carefully. If Fusu is the A Dou who cannot be helped, Meng Tian would not want to have too much involvement with him.

Destiny can only be in your own hands.

Following the streets in Xianyang City, less than a quarter of an hour, Meng Tian and his party returned to Meng Mansion.

The Montessori tribe, who was born in a military family, had been used to the hard days in the army and had no excessive demands on the living room. Over the years, the Montessori has remained almost the same and has not been expanded.

Fortunately, there are not many people in the Meng family, and there is enough room to live in, so there is no risk of being crowded.

The main entrance of Mongolian Mansion faces the lobby. In the center of the spacious lobby, a golden nanmu coffin is parked. The coffin is coated with a thick layer of black paint, exuding a strong solemn atmosphere.

"The unfilial son Meng Tian, ​​please give his father a message. The son was trusted by the King and led his troops to attack Chu and attack Qi. He was blessed by his ancestors and did not fall into the reputation of our Meng family."

Meng Tian knelt beside the coffin and kowtowed nine times. Faced with this scene, the sadness hidden in his body could no longer be suppressed.

Tears spread out from the corners of my eyes and flowed down my cheeks.

The elder brother knelt on the ground, Meng Yi did not dare to stand, and also fell to the ground, with sadness written on his face.

Both parents love their young children, and Meng Wu is beyond his reach.

Meng Tian led the troops to fight and rarely stayed at home. Instead, Meng Yi served Meng Wu at any time. Meng Yi and Meng Wu's father-son relationship was even more intimate. Meng Wu passed away, and Meng Yi was the saddest person in the Meng Mansion.

"Husband, my father has gone. He once told me that you should not destroy life and kill people. I hope that you should not be too sad."

Ying Yan, who rushed over after hearing the news, led the four-year-old Meng Wuji to kneel beside Meng Tian and comfort him softly.

"Dear father, don't be sad..."

The little Meng Wuji stretched out his little hand and pulled Meng Tian's sleeves, making him crisp and angry.

Meng Wuji is still young and cannot truly experience the sadness of losing his father.

Meng Tian straightened his body, raised his head, held Ying Yan's hand with one hand, stroked Meng Wuji's head with the other, and looked full of kindness.

After Meng Wu left, the responsibility of protecting the Meng family fell on Meng Tian’s shoulders. Meng Tian in this life would never let the Meng family fall to death.

After worshiping Meng Hu's last face, Meng Tian stood up, held the coffin lid, and worked hard with Meng Yi to slowly close it.

Meng Yi did not bury Meng Hu, but what he waited for was Meng Tian rushing back to pay homage to his remains. The weather in Guanzhong was not high. Even though a few days passed, Meng Hu's body was still as intact as before.

"Have you selected my father's cemetery?"

Entering the backyard, sitting opposite Meng Yi, Meng Tian took over the responsibility for the funeral.

Meng Tian, ​​the eldest son of the Meng family, should come forward to Meng Wu’s funeral.

"My father did not explain the specific place to be buried. Do you have any ideas?"

Meng Yi was a little ashamed. He had never considered this issue at all and could only leave it to Meng Tian.

"I plan to set up two tombs." Meng Tian said in contemplation.

Meng Yi was shocked: "Two tombs?"

"No, bright and dark." Meng Tian said.

"Why is this?" Meng Yi was puzzled.

Chinese people value filial piety, while Qi people attach great importance to their parents' funerals. Their parents' tombs are located and they are sacrificed on time every year. Meng Tian decided to set up two tombs, so the tombs will be hidden.

Meng Yi felt a little awkward when he thought of sacrificing in front of the fake tomb.

"In order not to want my father to be disturbed." Meng Tian said.

"In my Montessori reputation, my eldest brother is still worried that someone will destroy his father's tomb?"

Meng Yi seemed even more confused.

The Qin State was at its peak. It had just wiped out the six kingdoms in Shandong and annexed the world. The Meng family, as a long-time general of Qin State, had outstanding achievements. They conquered Chu State and pacified Qi. After the war, rewards were rewarded on merits, Meng Tian was indispensable.

He was granted a title of marquis for his military merits and was retired with the country. As long as the Qin State exists for one day, who dares to offend the Meng family?

"When the family is safe within a hundred years. But what about five hundred years later? What about a thousand years later?"

Meng Tian worked hard to consolidate the foundation of Qin with his own strength. The Qin Dynasty in this life would not die in two lifetimes. However, Meng Tian could not borrow another five hundred years from heaven. Meng Tian was completely unsure of how long the Qin Dynasty could exist after his death.

In China's history, there is no country that has lasted for more than a thousand years.

In the future history, all kinds of strange things can happen.

Emperor Wu of Wei during the Three Kingdoms period lacked money and set up a special force to steal and dig ancient tombs. Not to mention, two thousand years later, archaeologists were also digging graves openly.

Since ancient times, there have been many greedy tomb robbers. As a son of man, Meng Tian decided to create a peaceful burial place for Meng Wu.

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