Chapter 322 - Planning an Assassination

After ten days, all cotton jackets were distributed to the soldiers on the border.
The produced sweaters also met the purchasing needs of the people!
The slight resentment from the people caused by the blizzard earlier has also been completely eliminated!
"No more, father. I can't wait any longer...!"
Pengcheng, inside the Xiang residence.
Xiang Yu slammed the table and stood up angrily, "We've waited for so long, until all the people in the city are wearing fur coats. If we wait any longer, we will have even less chance!"
"So how do you want to handle this?"
It has been ten days, and Pengcheng has returned to its previous state.
The members of the Xiang family have been staying at home, doing nothing, and their previous enthusiasm is about to be extinguished!
It is estimated that after some time, they will follow the orders of Da Qin like the common people outside and be grateful to Da Qin!
Therefore, this time Fan Zeng did not stop them again, but asked lightly!
"I want to go to Xianyang and kill that brat Ying Fei Yu under the spear of the Hegemonic King!"
Xiang Yu's eyes shot out cold light, and his face was also terrifyingly gloomy.
"That brat is now the most beloved child of Ying Zheng, it may not be so easy to succeed!"
After a little thinking, Fan Zeng shook his head.
"Yafu, as long as that kid is not eliminated, it will be difficult for us to achieve our goal of restoring the country!"
Xiang Yu said, staring intently.
"Hmm, this time I support Yu'er's idea. If we are going to Xianyang, I will accompany you!"
Xiang Liang also drew his sword, with a firm attitude.
"Okay, uncle, let's kill that kid first, and then it will be much easier to figure out a solution. Otherwise, even if we wait until our hair turns gray, we may not have a chance!"
Seeing the increasing strength of the Qin Dynasty, Xiang Yu can't sit still!
"Father, there is no need to worry. Our Xiang family is loyal. Take them all and set up an ambush in the place where that guy often appears. Get the bows and crossbows ready. As soon as he shows up, shoot him with arrows. Even if that guy has three heads and six arms, he won't be able to escape!"
Xiang Yu held the steel spear in his hand and it made a creaking sound as he clenched it, his eyes filled with anger.
"Ah...this is the only solution for the current situation!"
Elder Fan Zeng pondered for a while, sighed deeply, and nodded.
The snow disaster has been resolved, but when he contacted several nobles from other countries, everyone was making excuses.
Either they said they were too busy with family matters and couldn't spare time!
Or they said they wanted stability and didn't want to work too hard!
These are all fine, but what really made him angry was that someone said it was time to plow the fields and he had to help at home!
Damn it, winter has just begun and you're already getting ready to start farming?
Moreover, we are all nobles from different countries, not to mention being extremely wealthy, at least we don't have to worry about food and clothing. Do we really need your help in farming?
This is purely an excuse!
Even if they understand their intentions, Fan Zeng cannot argue with them and ruin the relationship. Who knows if we will need their help in the future. He can only give up!
As it seems now, if that kid is not eliminated, the nobles of the other five countries will absolutely not dare to show themselves, and they will also be unable to carry out any plans!
As Xiang Yu said, waiting any longer will only make the determination of the Xiang clan for revenge fade away and make Daqin more prosperous and powerful!
At that time, they will have no chance to make a move!
"Good! Let's tidy up tonight, dress up as ordinary people, and start heading to Xianyang early tomorrow morning, waiting for the opportunity to kill that kid...!"
With the approval of Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng, Xiang Yu finally saw a smile on his face.
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"Father... Father... Father!"
Xianyang City, Cui Family Mansion.
Cui Sheng still had the same panicked look and rushed into his father Cui Jingtong's room!
"You kid, you deserve some praise today, you didn't bring me the death talisman!"
At this moment, Cui Jingtong, who was being taken care of by the steward, was being fed medicine.
He weakly leaned against the edge of the bed, frowned slightly after taking a small sip.
It's unclear whether it's because the herbal medicine is too bitter or if he just doesn't want to see this unlucky son!
In the past, whenever this kid came running over with this appearance, he always started with the words "Dad, something's wrong."
Today he didn't curse him, which is already considered good!
He even once suspected that his illness was caused by this kid constantly saying bad things about him and calling them out!
So every time he hears those words, he gets angry in an instant!
"No... Dad... it's not!"
Cui Sheng looked like he was about to break out into a panic, more flustered than the previous few times.
"What is it not? Do you really want to give me a death charm?"
Seeing his expression, Cui Jingtong's anger spiked.
"No... it's not... Father... it's the border... the border!"
"What does the border have to do with us? We are in Xianyang, even if there is a battle at the border, it won't reach us for a while. Why are you panicking?"
With a frustrated look, Cui Jing swallowed the bitter medicine in the butler's hand.
"Father, the imperial court... the imperial court has distributed warm supplies to the soldiers on the border, resolving their problem of keeping warm!"
"Cui Sheng took big breaths, trying his best to explain the situation clearly."
"Pfft..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cui Jingtong vomited all the medicinal soup he had just ingested.
He stretched out a shaky finger and pointed at his son, asking, "What did you just say? The imperial court has even resolved the cold weather supplies at the borders?"
"But did you have to sell all the fur from our home?"
Previously, Cui Jingtong had this idea, thinking that since his son did not ask for his consent, he sold all the fur.
"No, Dad. Even if you lend me some courage, I still wouldn't dare...!"
With a pout, Cui Sheng said, "The newspaper says it's something called cotton, which can be made into clothes. It's even cheaper than fur coats, and very lightweight and warm!"
"Cotton? What is that? Why haven't we heard anything about it before...?"
Hearing this, Cui Jingtong also suddenly sat up, staring with wide eyes and asking, "What about the newspaper? Have you all read the newspapers these past few days? Didn't they report on this matter?"
They stayed in Xianyang, if something so big happened, they couldn't have received no news at all!
Newspapers must have been the first to announce it!
"Master, your health has been deteriorating recently, these days I've been by your side without even taking off my clothes, I haven't had time to look at the newspaper! Besides... besides, I don't know many characters, even if I read it, it would be useless!"
Without waiting for Cui Sheng to speak, the butler removed himself first.
"And what about you? You lazy boy, do you not read the newspaper either?"
Cui Jing immediately shifted his gaze to his son and sternly shouted.
If he had received the news earlier, perhaps he would have sold his stockpile of fur earlier.
Now that the common people have sweaters and the border soldiers have cotton coats, what should he do with his massive stockpile of fur?
Every day, a lot of manpower is hired to guard it, and it costs a lot of money just to hire these people!
As a result, the fur in several major warehouses is equivalent to waste!