"Your Highness, her name is Meng Jiangnu. Her husband was Fan Xiliang, who has passed away."
"Crying like this won't solve anything. Have someone take her away first and comfort her properly. Then—"
Before Fusu could finish speaking, the earth began to tremble with a deafening boom.
The overseer ahead came running over on all fours and shouted, "The Great Wall has collapsed! The Great Wall has fallen!"
What?!
Fusu's face went pale with shock. He could not even be bothered to avoid the rain as he immediately ran toward the Great Wall.
Jiang Siming stood inside the tent, a smile hanging on his face.
Wasn't this the famous legend of Meng Jiangnu crying down the Great Wall?
But had the Great Wall really been brought down by crying?
Under Jiang Siming's Spiritual Sense, a group of men in black were digging furiously beneath the Great Wall.
They were the true culprits behind its collapse.
As for why they wanted to bring down the Great Wall, Jiang Siming took one look at Fusu's panicked, nervous expression and combined it with what he knew of Qin history. He could make a rough guess.
At its root, it was a struggle between factions.
Some people in the court did not want Fusu to become crown prince. They intended to use the collapse of the Great Wall to make Qin Shi Huang disappointed in Fusu.
That way, Hu Hai would have a chance to seize the throne.
Given Ying Zheng's emphasis on the Great Wall, if Fusu failed to handle this matter properly, Ying Zheng would inevitably become disappointed in him.
And history had indeed unfolded that way. Fusu ultimately did not inherit the throne.
Although this incident was not the crux of everything, it still had a major impact on Fusu.
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