Three hundred and seventieth chapters is our father
Fusu ate the roasted mutton with big mouthfuls, and his excited look was exactly the same as that of Hei Niu and Tiezhu.
Hei Niu held the lamb ribs in his hand and suddenly felt that they were not fragrant.
Black Niu curled his lips, poked the iron pillar where he was gobbling, and said:
"If we don't follow Mr. Fusu's example, we will look like damn hungry ghosts. It's too embarrassing.
We are considered a Confucian disciple, a damn gentleman, how can we behave like this?"
While Tie Zhu was "humming" and "humming" while eating the roasted lamb leg, he echoed vaguely:
"That's right, let's not learn from him."
Heiniu wanted to pretend to be elegant for a while, but found that neither Fusu nor Tiezhu had any intention of leaving him.
A whole 28-pound roasted lamb was half gone in just a short time.
Qin Feng looked at Fusu devouring his food and couldn't help frowning:
"You are the eldest son of the empire after all, can you have some image?
If His Majesty the First Emperor saw it, he would feel embarrassed!"
Upon hearing this, Fusu immediately became unhappy.
He suddenly threw the roasted lamb leg in his hand into the iron plate, but after thinking about it, it wasn't too safe.
It's very likely that Hei Niu and Tiezhu, two people who don't respect martial ethics, will just walk away.
As a result, he picked up the roasted lamb leg again angrily and said angrily:
"You are amazing! You are noble! You gained more than ten kilograms in one year during the war!
I just came to the prairie, and you sent me out to do this dirty work!
If you look at my sunken eye sockets, if you don’t know better, you might think I’m overindulging!”
As he said that, Fusu took a big bite of the roasted lamb leg.
The crispy and crispy texture greatly relieved his inner grievances.
Especially the cumin on top greatly stimulates the aroma of barbecue.
It makes people want to stop.
Qin Feng looked at Fusu, who looked miserable. If he had changed into tattered clothes, he could have gone to perform under the bridge.
However, with his gentle and pretty face and his body full of tendons, he should be extremely popular among young ladies.
Qin Feng said sarcastically:
"Isn't this to train you? Why did your father ask you to come to the north?
It’s not just to make you suffer a little and let you know how difficult life is.”
Fusu tore off a mouthful of mutton and corrected:
"It's our dad!"
"...Why do you kid take advantage of me? You are so inferior!"
"That's our dad!"
"..."
After all, Qin Feng was in the wrong and couldn't say anything.
He was originally a master, but ended up becoming a brother.
If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for marrying Ying Shu.
It directly lowered his seniority.
After Fusu finished eating, he took a hot bath, curled up comfortably in the fur-covered soft bed, and fell asleep quietly.
In comparison, Meng Tian's endurance is much stronger.
After many years of military service, he has long been accustomed to high-intensity marches.
He came back a little later than Fusu. When he returned to the military camp, it was already dark.
Qin Feng raised a bonfire and waited with a smile.
Meng Tian didn't see anyone outside, reached out and cut off a roast leg of lamb, and ate it with big mouthfuls.
Hei Niu and Tiezhu wanted to come over, but Qin Feng kicked them away.
Qin Feng was really scared to death of these two bitches!
I really wish I could eat a roasted whole lamb every day.
Can this thing be eaten?
Although there is cumin brought from the Western Regions on the grassland, and the taste of barbecue is indeed excellent, you can't be so greedy, right?
Meng Tian ate slowly, looking worried.
After a while, he looked up at Qin Feng and asked:
"Boss, how do you plan to advise His Majesty on how to govern the grassland?
If it's Jisi Grassland, I'm afraid it won't be long before the place returns to its original state."
Qin Feng nodded. Meng Tian's worries were naturally not idle, but actually existed.
Both the Shang Dynasty and the Zhou Dynasty were destroyed by the Hu people.
Di Xin was the most unlucky. During his crusade against foreigners, his home was stolen.
He was clearly the Human Emperor, but in the end he was given the title of King Zhou, which was really unlucky.
The Western Zhou Dynasty simply sought death on its own, and was invaded by the Quanrong army, and had no prestige at all.
Therefore, after the Qin Dynasty unified the world, it must not underestimate the grassland tribes.
Qin Feng muttered:
"I have informed your Majesty that the grassland must be divided and conquered.
All tribes on the grassland must have fixed pastures and boundaries."
Meng Tian was stunned for a moment and even stopped eating the roasted leg of lamb.
He hesitated and said:
"All tribes must have fixed territories?
This is a big project! Now there are more than 200 Xiongnu tribes that have responded to the call.
What's more, there are still many who have not responded to the call, probably hundreds."
Qin Feng nodded and agreed:
"Yes, this is just the Huns.
The Maodun tribe on the Donghu side has not been cleaned up yet. If they are cleared out, there should be more than a hundred Donghu tribes.
As for the Da Yuezhi in the east, this is even more true."
Meng Tian scratched his head. The strategy proposed by Qin Feng was the strategy used by the Qing Dynasty to govern Mongolia. It was forward-looking. It was normal for Meng Tian not to understand it.
Qin Feng took a sip of the sweet fruit wine and patiently explained:
"So, let's enfeoff these more than 200 surrendered tribes first.
As for those who do not surrender, they will be destroyed one by one!
Moreover, if these surrendered tribes dare to cross the territory to graze, other tribes can attack them in groups!
Only in this way will the grassland become a small country with few people.
As long as they get used to this state, there will be no unified grassland empire."
Speaking of this, Qin Feng suddenly thought of Xiang Yu.
This idealist, a guy with a brain full of muscles.
After the overthrow of the Qin Dynasty, he actually tried to return to the state of a small country with few people, and had no intention of becoming an emperor.
This is simply outrageous!
If it were a normal person, with the world at his fingertips, he would choose to dominate the world, right?
I really don’t know whether to praise Ju Yu for being indifferent to fame and wealth, or to say that he is extremely stupid.
On the contrary, it was Liu Bang, a wretched man, who had the last laugh.
It can be regarded as a kind of fate.
Meng Tian thought about it for a long time and then said:
"It is indeed a good way to keep the various tribes in the grassland in check with each other.
Da Qin will become the judge, and whoever is ordered to die must die!"
Qin Feng looked at the sleeping Fusu and said with a smile:
"Guihua City was built to garrison the army.
When the time comes, Fusu can temporarily garrison here with you.
On the one hand, it relied on the Xiongnu tribe to supply the army, and on the other hand, it wiped out the rebels.
Fusu can also play around with his qualifications. If he becomes the prince, he will have both civil and military skills, and he won't be criticized."
Hearing this, Meng Tian couldn't help but feel emotional.
For a moment, he was actually a little jealous of Fusu.
What a good life it is! To be able to meet such a master who thinks about him!
