To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 394 The Trio Assembles!

Zhu Feng looked at Zhang Fan and said, "Zhang Fan, you are not fighting alone. Behind you are nations with profound civilization and modern technology!"

"Let's show the Xiongnu our strength!"

"Yes!" Zhang Fan stood up straight, his chest heaving, and replied.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan felt invigorated.

With the protection of the dragon scale stab-proof suit and the advice of the 749 Bureau's expert think tank, the pressure was greatly reduced.

Just as Zhang Fan finished putting on his stab-proof vest and donned his robe again, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Teacher! Are you inside?"

A young voice rang out from outside the door, accompanied by knocking.

Zhang Fan recognized the voice of the person who came in. He stepped forward, removed the latch, and opened the door.

A young man dressed in fine clothes stood outside the door.

He had a refined and scholarly air about him, but at this moment he was covered in sweat, panting heavily, and his hair ornament was slightly askew.

It was none other than Fusu, the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty.

"Teacher!" Upon seeing Zhang Fan, Fu Su grabbed Zhang Fan's arm, his eyes filled with anxiety.

"What's the matter that you're so panicked?"

Zhang Fan was somewhat surprised to see Fu Su looking like this.

In the past, Fusu was very particular about etiquette and demeanor, but today he is so flustered.

Fusu calmed his breathing and eagerly reported, "Teacher! Great news! The project you asked me to keep an eye on has yielded results!"

Officials from Shangdang County sent a report: the steel plant in Shangdang County has been expanded and completed according to your blueprints and processes!

Zhang Fan was delighted to hear the news.

"good!"

Zhang Fan clapped his hands. "Once the steel mills in Shangdang County are operational, the equipment of the Qin army will see a significant improvement. Your Highness, this is great news!"

However, Fusu's face showed little joy; he quickly became worried again.

"Teacher, the steel mill is certainly important, but I have just heard about what happened in the imperial court."

Fusu looked at Zhang Fan, his voice anxious: "Now all the officials are talking about how you angrily scolded the Xiongnu envoy in court for the sake of a Chu maid, and even asked the Emperor to allow you to participate in this Northern Expedition and go to the front lines."

Fusu's eyes reddened with anxiety, unable to comprehend Zhang Fan's behavior: "Teacher, why is this happening? Your mastery of the study of things is very important to the Great Qin!"

"If you simply stay in Xianyang, build trains, and develop agricultural tools and powerful weapons, that will be enough to make the Qin Dynasty strong and prosperous."

"The battlefield is a place where swords and spears have no eyes; it's where generals fight. Why risk your life to go to such a dangerous place?"

Fusu grabbed Zhang Fan's sleeve and said anxiously, "Teacher, before the army sets off and the imperial edict is issued to the world, please come with me to the palace so we can ask Father to rescind his decree!"

"Zong Yu and other civil officials have always been targeting you. Your trip is just doing what they want, isn't it?"

Seeing Fusu's concern for him, Zhang Fan felt a warmth in his heart.

Although Fusu was worried, the affection was genuine.

Just don't be gay!

Zhang Fan did not break free from Fusu's hand, but patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

"You're wrong. Not only am I going, but you're coming with me."

"What?" Fusu was stunned, staring blankly at Zhang Fan.

Looking at the shocked Fusu, Zhang Fan's tone became serious: "Your Highness, you have read too many classic texts, but you have never seen the true world. This time, I will take you away from Xianyang to see the frontier of Qin, to see what a real battlefield is like."

"Because this is not only my battlefield, but also the training His Majesty has arranged for you."

Fusu's face was full of confusion. Zhang Fan smiled helplessly and stopped teasing him.

He slowly opened his mouth and said, "It was His Majesty's request!"

Upon hearing this, Fusu was stunned. He never expected that his father would issue an edict ordering him to go to the front lines.

Seeing Fusu's dazed expression, Zhang Fan laughed and said, "Alright, don't worry, we won't die! Come on, today I'll take you to the newly opened Ji Hong Lou in Xianyang, have some fun listening to music and relax."

Upon hearing the name "Ji Honglou," Fusu's eyes lit up.

But he touched his belt, his expression turning somewhat embarrassed, and he lowered his head, saying softly, "Teacher, I'm currently... short of money."

Zhang Fan glanced at him helplessly and said, "I'll treat you."

Upon hearing this, Fusu chuckled and immediately followed Zhang Fan's footsteps, preparing to leave.

Before the two had even stepped out of the gate of the Institute of Physics, footsteps approached, and Mo Feng quickly caught up from behind.

Seeing the expressions on Mo Feng and Fu Su's faces, as if they were ready to get something for nothing, Zhang Fan was completely convinced.

He stopped, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, alright, don't worry, it's all on me tonight. Have a blast!"

Mo Feng excitedly raised his hand and shouted, "Long live the Immortal Master!"

……

Meanwhile, at Zhangtai Palace.

The main hall was brightly lit.

Ying Zheng sat behind his large desk, holding a scroll of military reports that had just been delivered.

In the center of the main hall, a commander of the Black Ice Guard knelt on one knee, reporting on the situation in Xianyang City.

"Your Majesty, it has been confirmed."

The Black Ice Platform Commander's voice was deep and flat, without any inflection. "Half an hour ago, the Imperial Preceptor Zhang Fan, along with the eldest son and the Mo family leader Mo Feng, left the Academy of Sciences together."

Without even looking up, Ying Zheng glanced at the military report and casually asked, "Where did they go?"

"I went to... Ji Honglou."

The air inside the hall seemed to freeze for a moment.

Ying Zheng's hand, which was reading the military report, stopped in mid-air.

He slowly raised his head, a hint of surprise in his eyes, thinking he had misheard: "Where did you go?"

"Your Majesty, Ji Honglou is a newly opened brothel in the west of Xianyang City," the Black Ice Guard commander repeated, forcing himself to be respectful.

"Snapped!"

Ying Zheng slammed his hand on the desk, causing the bamboo slips on it to scatter all over the floor.

Zhang Fan's behavior was absurd, but he was already used to it.

But this kid actually dared to take the eldest prince of the Qin Dynasty to that kind of place!

Fusu was always well-versed in the classics and history, and strictly adhered to etiquette. He rarely even spoke loudly in his daily life. Yet now, Zhang Fan had taken him to visit a brothel!

"That brat Zhang Fan!" Ying Zheng stood up angrily, paced back and forth in the hall, and felt like crying.

The commander of the Black Ice Guard knelt on the ground, not daring to move, and continued to report: "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. Your subordinate has sent men to infiltrate and investigate."

They requested a private room and ordered several musicians and dancers. The eldest son was very reserved, simply sitting to the side drinking tea and not doing anything out of line!

The Imperial Advisor and Mo Feng... are playing drinking games!

Hearing that Fusu had not lost his composure, Ying Zheng stopped and sighed, his heart filled with helplessness.

That's it!

Fusu was taught too rigidly by those great Confucian scholars from a young age.

The army will set off in three days, a journey to the northern border fraught with peril.

Letting him experience the everyday life of the city before he leaves, and relax his tense nerves, might not be a bad thing.

"The Black Ice Guard should send more men to keep a close watch on that private room!"

After Ying Zheng sat back down at his desk, he issued a strict order: "Not even a fly is allowed to get in. If any of those three loses a single hair, you will bring your head to me!"

"promise!"