Ying Zheng stood up in shock, walked back and forth in the palace for more than ten steps, then turned around and looked at his biological mother, Zhao Ji.
He couldn't believe it and said with deep doubt:
"Is everything my mother said true? The horsemanship of March is comparable to that of Li Mu's flying soldiers, and it is a powerful siege weapon that can destroy city walls. I don't believe it. Where can there be such a magical weapon in this world?"
Zhao Ji recalled what she saw that year.
"If a horse runs thousands of miles, its hoofs will be damaged. Ying Chengping nailed iron pieces on the horseshoes and named them horseshoes. With the protection of iron, the horses can run thousands of miles without any hindrance to the soles of their feet."
Ying Zheng frowned and thought about the feasibility of horseshoes. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.
"It's ridiculous. Even if this method works, it's so difficult to hammer iron into a horse's hoof. If the horse is in pain and doesn't kick, you need to have the courage to control the horse. There are not so many brave people in the world."
“Horses can’t feel pain in their hooves.”
"My mother was joking again. The hoof is longer than the body. How can I not feel the pain?"
The First Emperor just shook his head.
Zhao Ji looked at the current appearance of the First Emperor, as if she had seen herself in the past.
If she hadn't watched Ying Chengxuan shoe the horse's foot with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that the horse didn't feel pain from the hoof.
"That Shuzi made the horseshoe ten years ago, and you are still doubting it. He wants to rebel, how can you stop him? Give your hand to my mother."
Ying Zheng handed his hand to Zhao Ji.
Zhao Ji pointed to the nails on Ying Zheng's hands and said, "Your nails are also grown on your body. Will cutting them hurt you? Horse hooves and fingernails, too."
"Your nails don't hurt?"
Ying Zheng pressed hard on the top of his middle finger nail and muttered to himself.
Ying Zheng's nails are regularly trimmed by palace maids. Usually, Ying Zheng doesn't pay attention to such trivial matters as nails and takes it for granted that his nails are painless.
I tried it today and found that it really doesn't hurt.
I was a little surprised by this little thing that I was accustomed to.
Zhao Ji saw her parents and children acting like children there, and seemed to see Ying Zheng eating his fingers twenty years ago. She couldn't help but patted Ying Zheng on the head to bring Ying Zheng back to his senses, and continued to explain to Ying Zheng.
"The horse's back is smooth and easy to fall but not easy to stabilize, which is one of the main reasons that restricts the movement of the cavalry. The seat is made of a wooden frame covered with leather, stuffed with soft objects, and is hip-shaped with bulges at the front and rear. It is called a saddle. Placed on horseback for people to ride on.
"The cavalry can easily lean forward and backward on horseback, stab left and right, and perform actions that only prairie cavalry could do in the past. The cavalry sits on the back of the horse, with its feet dangling in the air and nowhere to rely on.
"To sit on the horse, ordinary cavalry must hold the horse's mane with one hand. This is another main reason that restricts the movement of the cavalry. The bristles are hung on the saddle with a special rope, and the hanging rope ends are hung on each end. There is something to stand on, called a stirrup.
"In this way, the cavalry sat on the horse with their feet supported, as if they were stepping on the earth. When there were no stirrups, at least one of the cavalry's hands was bound. To shoot an arrow, he had to either slow down the horse or dismount, otherwise he would It is very easy to fall off the horse.
"With stirrups, both hands are free, and the cavalry can ride at high speeds while bending their bows and arrows without falling off the horse. Those who can do this can't even pick out thousands of people in the vast grassland.
"My mother has never seen the siege objects, but the three items of horseshoes, saddles and stirrups are what my mother has seen. The Zhao State's horsemen and archers in Hu uniforms are the most dominant in the world. With these three items, the Zhao State's greatest advantage becomes Disadvantage, Zhao’s death is not unjust.”
Ying Zheng grew up in the Kingdom of Zhao when he was a child. He was no stranger to horses. His riding skills cannot be said to be superb, but at least he would not fall off the horse.
Following Zhao Ji's dictation, he imagined saddles and stirrups in his mind, and found that it seemed completely feasible. He was very surprised.
"This Zhuzi has such a treasure, why don't you give it to me? I can end the chaos in the Central Plains at least two years earlier!"
When talking about state affairs, Ying Zheng's self-identification couldn't help but change from "I" to "I".
"Because he is rebellious."
Zhao Ji interrupted at the right time, and with one sentence, the First Emperor stopped in his tracks.
"He didn't tell you because he wanted to make you unable to resist when he plots rebellion and defeat you in one fell swoop."
"I have no way of knowing these things, how did my mother know about them?"
"Ten years ago when you first came to the throne, the military and political power were all controlled by Lu Buwei. You didn't know anything about it that wasn't through my mother. There was a mutiny in the Qinian Palace. The only people who knew the inside story were my mother, Meng Ao, Wang Yan and those old immortals. They are all dead. Everyone who knew about this is gone, how did you know?"
The First Emperor nodded, and the originally shocked and inexplicable look on his face had almost dissipated.
The Eternal Emperor regained control of his expression and said with a smile: "Based on my mother's dictation, I can conclude that these three artifacts are not difficult to make. During the day, I ordered the public to lose, and the Mohist family made horseshoes, saddles, and stirrups. The Shaofu did not wait until night Just send it to me.
"Although I haven't been to Yongdi many times in the past few years, I have been there a lot. I go there at least three or four times every year, but my mother never told me once. Could it be that my mother also has objections?"
Zhao Ji's anger showed and she was about to speak.
The First Emperor took Zhao Ji's hand and said with a smile, "It's all a joke, don't take it to heart."
Zhao Ji shook the Emperor's hand twice, but did not shake it away, and let the Emperor hold it like this.
With a cold voice, he said: "That Shuzi won't let me talk to you."
The First Emperor looked surprised and said with a smile: "This is strange. My mother has always wanted to kill Chenglong, so why can she listen to Chenglong's words? Could it be that you two have another bet?"
There was no smile on Zhao Ji's face, and she stared straight at the smile on the Emperor's face.
The First Emperor's smile froze and he turned back.
"As long as I don't laugh."
"That Shuzi said, if I dare to tell you these things, he will rebel."
This... does seem like something Cheng Yu could say.
The First Emperor chuckled in his heart.
But she was afraid that Zhao Ji would be angry if she laughed, so she had to hide her true emotions.
Clenching Zhao Ji tightly, his hands began to feel cold. The First Emperor also said with fear on his face: "Then why did my mother tell me this matter today?"
"My mother is afraid that if I don't tell you, I will never have the chance to say it again. My mother is afraid that you will die inexplicably."
Zhao Ji looked at the First Emperor carefully, as if she wanted to keep the First Emperor in her heart.
"The assassin from the Shuzi Sect must have entered Xianyang Palace at this moment. The Yue Nu Sword can't kill him, so he wants to kill me."
"Cheng Yu wouldn't do that."
The First Emperor was very serious.
He was serious in his heart and serious on his face.
He desperately wanted his biological mother to know that his words were true and reliable.
"My mother often assassinates Chenglong, but Chenglong never assassinates my mother."
"That's because he knows I can't kill him!"
Zhao Ji stood up suddenly, and with both hands, she scratched all the teapots, teacups, phoenix crowns, and old swords on the table to the ground.
Crackling~
Dinglangxuanlang~
The ceramic teapot and teacup fragments were scattered and shattered.
The tortoiseshell, jade and colored glaze inlaid on the phoenix crown were all in pieces.
Only the old sword was not shattered into pieces, and the weather-beaten scabbard was just a few more dusts.
Zhao Ji suddenly lost control of her emotions without warning, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.
"When the late king was there, he was protected by the late king. When the late king was away, he was protected by the Queen Mother of Huayang. When the Queen Mother of Huayang was away, he was protected by Lu Buwei. At that time, there was no one in the Qin Kingdom who did not protect him!
"How can I assassinate him? It's harder to assassinate him than to assassinate the king! If I can kill him, why should I gamble with him? How can he still allow me to live to this day? Do you really think he is looking at you Ying Zheng? Save your face!
"What a joke! How can the royal family be affectionate! He wants to see what other tricks I can play, just like he has been pretending to have fun for the past ten years. He is just having fun with me!"
With her elbows on the table, Zhao Ji held her head in her hands and buried her head between her arms.
"But this time is different. This time it was Yue Nu who took action, and he almost died. He will not let me live anymore, he will definitely come to kill me.
"He will definitely kill me! What a legend, what a sword that protects Yue Nu, it's rubbish! It's just rubbish! It's all rubbish!"
The First Emperor silently hugged Zhao Ji's back.
"Mom, don't be afraid."
"If I want my mother to feel at ease, I will send all the soldiers and horses from Xianyang to Chang'an Jun's Mansion and bring Ying Chenglong's body to my mother."
"I can not do it."
The First Emperor said softly.
"I can't do it either."
Whether as an elder brother or as an emperor, Ying Zheng would not kill Ying Chenglong.
"Then just watch my mother die!"
Zhao Ji's voice came out from between her arms, a little dull and hoarse.
"None of you will die."
The First Emperor straightened Zhao Ji's body, looked at Zhao Ji's pale face, and said, "Mom, after this matter is over, can we not assassinate her into a dragon?"
"I have told you so much! Why do you still have so much trust in that Shuzi! I am your mother! I will harm you! I will lie to you!"
Zhao Ji shouted with a sharp voice.
"Mom!"
Ying Zheng grabbed Zhao Ji's arms on both sides and shook her twice, trying to calm down her mother. He shouted loudly: "If this matter is revealed, will you still assassinate her?"
Zhao Ji's face was pale, but her words were still firm and powerful.
"Yes! Of course I will! As long as he doesn't die! When he wants to experience being a king one day, he will chop you off the throne!"
Ying Zheng was in a irritable mood and said anxiously: "If he wants to be king, I will give up the throne. There is no need for military affairs..."
Pa~
The slap was loud and crisp.
(End of chapter)
