484: Chapter 484 Zhao Fusu's extremely clever move

"Everyone present here, some come from the Chu State, some are from the Han State, and there are also scholars from the Zhao State, Yan State, Qi State, and Wei State."

After looking around at everyone, Zhao Fusu spoke: "However, tracing back to our roots, we were all once subjects under the Great Zhou, and we are all descendants of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."

With a steady gaze and a solemn expression, Zhao Fusu said earnestly: "We all belong to the Huaxia People."

"Nation!"

When this concept was spoken by Zhao Fusu, in an instant, everyone in the hall, whether they were deep strategists like Xiang Liang and Fan Zeng, or talents with their own unique characteristics like Zhao Xuan, Tian Feng, and Han Zhao, could not help but frown slightly.

Their furrowed brows seemed to reflect confusion and contemplation regarding this unfamiliar concept. Clearly, the word "nation" as spoken by Zhao Fusu was, to them, like a term from another world, struggling to resonate within their hearts.

Regarding everyone's reaction, Zhao Fusu did not reveal any sign of surprise; everything was within his expectations.

After all, in this era, people's horizons had not yet expanded to the whole world. The stage for competition was still limited to the Huaxia lands, still stuck in the internal disputes between various vassal states, far from rising to the grand level of competition between different nations and different races. Naturally, the concept of "nation" had not yet taken root in their hearts.

Zhao Fusu knew well that if he wanted to make these people in front of him think in the same direction, exert their strength in the same place, and unite closely, utilizing external forces was undoubtedly the most effective method.

Only by using the pressure brought by other nations as an opportunity could he make everyone truly realize that they belonged to the same nation and shared a common destiny.

As the saying goes, "Those who are not of my race must have different hearts." Only each other were the fellow travelers who shared the same mind.

"Everyone, please look at these portraits."

Zhao Fusu had long been prepared. With a command, the attendants beside him immediately distributed a large stack of portraits respectfully into the hands of Xiang Liang, Fan Zeng, and the others.

A look of curiosity flashed in the eyes of Xiang Liang, Fan Zeng, and the others as they took the portraits. When their gazes touched upon the figures in the portraits, the curiosity in their hearts was instantly ignited.

Han Zhao was the first to break the silence, asking doubtfully: "Young Master Xiong Xin, the people in these portraits seem very different from us!"

"That's right!"

Zhao Xuan and Tian Feng echoed in unison, their gazes also fixed tightly on the portraits, their eyes full of surprise.

On the portraits provided by Zhao Fusu, the men's faces had distinct exotic features, with deep-set facial contours and skin tones vastly different from those present. That unique temperament seemed to carry a rich "curry flavor," completely different from the Huaxia faces they were familiar with.

Seeing this, Zhao Fusu slowly explained: "They are people of the Mauryan Empire, belonging to a completely different nation from us."

"Oh, I see!"

Everyone, including Xiang Liang, Fan Zeng, and Tian Feng, nodded. Previously, they did not have a deep feeling about the concept of "Huaxia People," but at this moment, when they witnessed these faces that were so vastly different from their own, a tacit understanding was instantly reached in their hearts—these people were indeed, without a doubt, a different race!

Zhao Fusu continued: "When they eat, they use neither chopsticks nor knives and forks, but instead grab the food directly with their hands. What is even more special is that they do not use bowls or plates when eating; they place the food directly on the ground, pour various seasonings on it, and then reach out to grab and eat it."

"Ahem!"

Everyone present was a noble. Hearing the scene described by Zhao Fusu, they could not help but frown, their faces showing clear expressions of discomfort.

Between different nations, not only were there huge differences in appearance, but eating habits were also worlds apart!

They instinctively developed a deep sense of rejection toward the people of the Mauryan Empire.

It must be said that this move by Zhao Fusu was extremely brilliant.

By skillfully establishing a common enemy, he instantly united the people who were originally as scattered as loose sand, as if injecting a powerful centripetal force into them, causing their relationships to be closely connected at this moment.