Chapter three hundred and twentieth escaped nobles
"Don't panic, we have indeed bought all the fur coats we can buy, but there are also many fish that will miss the net..."
Xiang Liang stood up and pressed his hands, telling everyone not to worry, "Even if the court found some leather coats, it would have been bought from all over the country at a high price. There would not be too many. Besides, what we need most is internal troubles, and it depends on the people. As long as the people do not have winter supplies, it will have little impact on us!"
"Yes! Don't worry, as long as we all unite and the support of the people, we still have a great chance of winning!"
"If the court is willing to distribute supplies, let them send them. As long as we enter Xianyang City and find an opportunity to kill Ying Zheng, we will win!"
Fan Zeng and Xiang Yu also spoke one after another, advising them not to worry.
"No, General Yu, I heard from the people on the street that the winter supplies distributed by the government to the soldiers are called cotton jackets, which are better in warmth than fur jackets. In addition, our Pengcheng suddenly opened several sweater shops, saying that they are made of pure wool, and one sweater is comparable to ten layers of hemp clothes. If you wear two, you can resist the cold winter!"
The Xiang clan members said everything they had just heard.
"Bang..."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the old man Fan Zeng next to him slapped him up.
As things are about to come to an end, what is this kid saying?
"How much fake wine did you drink? It's so good. Where did you get the cotton jacket and sweater? Could it be that it was flying from the sky?"
"Military advisor, what I said is true. Look, today's newspapers are written, two hundred sweaters are written...!"
In order to prove that he did not lie, the Xiang clan people covered their faces with one hand and handed the newspaper over. "Now the streets are full of people, and they are all heading towards the direction of opening a sweater shop!"
"In this way, no matter how heavy the snow falls, it will be useless!"
"No, there are only a hundred people in our hands. If we don't have the support of the people, it will be useless even if we raise the anti-flag!"
"Yes, in my opinion, don't mess around. Keep our two money and live a good life. Don't mess around. The country has not returned to its original state, but it turns itself into a pauper, allowing future generations to suffer with it!"
"Yes, yes, I think so too!"
...
Seeing that the honest tribe-man was not lying, the envoys from various countries began to retreat and whispered to each other.
"I'm so sorry, I still have something to do today, so let's take a step first!"
"Yes, yes, my son is going to get married today, and I have to leave!"
"My concubine is about to give birth today, and I have to go back too!"
"I... my sow has a cub today. Without me, it can't come out, so I have to go back!"
In just a moment, nobles from all over the world looked for excuses to escape.
The originally lively Xiang Mansion became a place where there was no place to be lost in an instant, and a needle could be heard!
"Bang..."
"It's all nonsense. The concubine gave birth to a baby, her hair was gray and her beard was trembling with a crutch. She couldn't walk steadily. She could still make her pregnant? It was purely an excuse. Even if she was really pregnant, it was definitely not his!"
After everyone left, Xiang Yu was so angry that he overturned the table.
"Go and take him down to me and get fifty boards!"
Xiang Liang was also so angry that his face flushed and gave an order.
"General Liang, what I said is true, why did you hit me? I didn't lie..."
Until they were about to be beaten, the Xiang clan members didn't know where they were wrong.
"I know you didn't lie, but because you didn't lie, you're going to be beaten!"
Fan Zeng's eyes flashed with anger, and he had no intention of stopping him.
This trick he finally came up with was already going smoothly. God was also helping him, and it took two consecutive days of heavy snow.
The nobles of the six countries were also successfully invited!
I never expected that such a smooth plan would be broken in the hands of this kid!
With a few words, all the nobles of the six countries, who had been incited, were exposed in an instant!
He didn't even look back!
"General Yu... General Yu... Please tell me something, I really didn't lie!"
The tribe members were dragged out. In a moment, the screams of ghosts and wolves cried and howled in the huge Xiang Mansion.
"Father Ya, what do you say in the newspaper?"
Xiang Yu, the clan member just now, ignored him and took two steps at once to come to Fan Zeng's side.
"It seems... the situation is not good!"
Fan Zeng stroked his beard and said with a sad face.
"Is it possible that there are really cotton jackets, sweaters and other things that allow the people and soldiers to spend the winter?"
Xiang Liang asked suspiciously.
If so, why did they not receive any news before?
"Well! Today's newspaper says that sweaters in Xianyang City are very popular, and their production has increased, and they are sold in all Daqin counties and counties...!"
Fan Zeng briefly explained the situation about the sweater.
"What? Is this really the case?"
Xiang Yu seemed unable to accept this reality and took a few steps back.
"Where is the cotton jacket? What's the matter with the cotton jacket?"
Xiang Liang did not give up and continued to ask questions.
"The cotton jacket is even more evil. It is said that it is a plant that Ying Feiyu has just planted. It is made of flowers picked from the plants. It has an amazing warmth effect. Even Ying Zheng has tried it myself!"
"What should I do?"
"We have suppressed all our wealth and waited for this natural disaster to come and lead the people to rebel against Qin!"
"Now, when the nobles from other countries heard about this, they all ran away. Only the Xiang family is left. If there is no support from the people, it will be impossible to rebel against Qin!"
After understanding that the cotton jacket and sweater were both real, Xiang Liang suddenly felt dizzy and fell to the chair beside him.
"All this is blamed for that boy Ying Feiyu. The sweater is woven with the wool he harvested, and the cotton jacket is planted with the seeds he cultivated, and everything is made by that boy!"
Pengcheng is far from Xianyang.
The newspaper they are seeing now is five days ago!
When the newspaper arrived in Xianyang, the warm supplies transported also arrived!
So the Xiang clan didn't know anything before!
When I find out, it's too late!
"Ying Feiyu! It's Ying Feiyu again! This kid is sincere and can't get along with us!"
When talking about this six-year-old child, Xiang Yu hated that his teeth were itchy.
He had never been loved so much when he was in Chu State. Why did he do so many things as a baby?
Why are you loved by the people of Daqin?
If it is really compared to martial arts, I can't guarantee that that kid can't take his two moves!
Chapter completed!