"Jiuyuan was raided by the Xiongnu and was suddenly conquered overnight. Five thousand warriors died in an instant, and all the villages centered on Jiuyuan County were slaughtered by the Huns. Tian'er was furious and heartbroken. There were unintentional words in the hall, Don’t take it personally.”
Meng Wu looked worriedly at the galloping horse on the horse, Meng Tian in his field of vision getting smaller and smaller, and explained softly to Li Mu beside him.
Li Mu nodded and touched the rough crenellations of the city wall.
"Mu prefers today's Meng Tian to the real Meng Tian."
Impulsive, willful, arrogant, and confident, these are my military disciples.
A person who is cunning and cunning in his words and has seven or eight meanings hidden in one sentence is called a treacherous villain!
"hehe."
Meng Wu was amused by Li Mu.
Li Mu looked sideways, with some dissatisfaction and confusion in his eyes.
Is Mu wrong? Isn’t that what I, a soldier, should be like?
"You are very similar to my teacher."
Meng Wu looked at the sky, as if his master was watching him from the sky and warned him not to talk too much.
"Same proud, just as simple."
"Although Mu knows that your master is Bai Qi, Mu can't tell that you are praising him." Li Mu said quietly.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Meng Wulang smiled.
Qingyue's laughter spread across the vast expanse, spreading far from the sky to the desert on the ground.
Under the gate of the city tower, the soldiers on duty heard clearly.
What is General Mengwu laughing at? So happy, but there is good news coming from Yanmen and Jiuyuan?
Alas, why was he not selected into the army by General Meng Tian? Another great opportunity to make achievements was lost.
The soldiers on duty were a little frustrated.
The joys and sorrows in the world are not the same.
"This is not a compliment at all. My master fought for the Qin State all his life and lost his life at the hands of the King of Qin. You fought for the State of Zhao all your life. If it weren't for Xiu'er, you would have died at the hands of the King of Zhao. Brother Li thinks that you two are worthy of military service. Do you want to praise me?"
Meng Wu had a smile on his lips and a smile on his face, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes when he looked at Li Mu.
"A general who is victorious in every battle will not die on the battlefield, but will only die at the hands of the king. How sad..."
Li Mu dismissed it.
"Is this the reason why your son's city is rich? Is this your excuse for not fighting for ten years? You don't need to teach good military skills, but only teach some treacherous tricks to flatter the king.
"If you hadn't treated your Majesty well, and if your Majesty hadn't said that Meng Tian's ability to defeat Xiong was no less than mine, Mu would have asked you and the others to return to Xianyang and become a general who would not fight in front of the King of Qin.
"Bai Qi has put all his skills in your hands. You don't want to show it to the world. Instead, you should imitate Wei Liao, who never experienced war and wrote military books first. You are still a son, ha!"
With a sneer, he gave his final verdict.
"ridiculous!"
Li Mu turned around and walked down the tower, losing interest in continuing to talk to Meng Wu.
Different road non-phase plan.
Meng Wu followed Li Mu's smile and twitched his lips.
Looking at the sky, with his back to Li Mu, he said, "Wu and Brother Li, let's talk about some family matters."
Li Mu paused.
What happened to Bai Qi? It doesn't hurt to listen.
"In the forty-seventh year of King Qin Zhaoxiang's reign, the Battle of Changping was completed..."
King Qin Zhaoxiang? How could the people of Qin call him this? Shouldn't it mean that he was the first king of Zhaoxiang?
Li Mu was puzzled, and his thoughts were led by Meng Wu into the past that was unknown to the world.
In the forty-seventh year of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, Changping reigned.
There was a fishy-sweet smell of blood in the air. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was disgusting.
The ground was red, and even after digging three feet, it was difficult to find a grain of loess.
People with mutilated limbs, broken arms, missing hands, and missing legs lay among the corpses, and those wearing Qin armor remained silent.
The Qin army, who would be restrained on the battlefield, pulled them out from the pile of corpses covering the battlefield and threw them on the ground.
If you wake up from the fall, go back and find a doctor. If you can't wake up from the fall, you are dead.
In such a huge battlefield, only a few lucky ones who are found by their known comrades can avoid being woken up by beatings and being slapped with clear and gentle slaps.
As for those Zhao soldiers wearing Zhao armor, passing out is their best choice, so that they can die without feeling any pain.
Some of those who opened their eyes and woke up could only look with despair in their left eyes and hateful eyes in their right eyes at the Qin army who was counting military achievements and approaching with Qin sword in hand.
He grabbed their hair and smashed it on the ground, stepped on their backs to fix the fulcrum, and cut off each one of their military merits that would enable the Qin army to gain promotion to the rank and title.
Cluck cluck~
The battlefield is full of this kind of cutting sound that makes people's teeth hurt and the body is smarting.
Human bones are very fragile and can break even if you fall.
But human bones are very hard, and the bronze Qin sword is as hard as a sharp saw.
It took more than ten cuts back and forth on the vertebrae connecting Zhao Jun's head and neck to cut it off.
Only under the influence of arterial blood pressure can a fountain of blood spurt out from the neck that is more than one meter high and only occurs once in a lifetime.
The only thing these wounded Zhao soldiers could do was to prevent Qin Jian from cutting their throats and destroying their ability to speak.
With his body that had been suffering from hunger and cold for a long time, he let out sharp howls, which made Qin Jun, who had his head cut off, frown and curse in his heart.
Or there were a few Zhao soldiers with extremely hard bones, and it would take several more cuts with the bronze Qin sword to cut off their spines.
"Qin Gou!"
"God damn Qin Dog!"
"Hurry up! Qin Dog has no eggs!"
"..."
Meng Wu, wearing a soldier's uniform, looked at the bizarre battlefield in front of him, pursed his lips, and bit the surface of his lower lip with his upper teeth.
He licked the blood streaks in his mouth with his tongue, swallowed hard while enduring the nausea, and swallowed the fishy-sweet blood. He felt that the taste was much lighter than the air he breathed in his nose.
Wow~
The curtain of the big tent behind him was opened by one hand, and Bai Qi, who was wearing a general's armor, leaned out half of his body and glanced at the closed disciple who had been standing outside the tent for a long time.
"Compassion does not command troops, enter inside."
Wow~
The curtain is lowered.
"only!"
Meng Wu responded loudly in a cathartic manner.
He held his knees with one hand and scratched his throat with the other. He retched a few times, vomited a few mouthfuls of sour water, and rubbed his very uncomfortable stomach.
There is no food in the stomach, no matter how disgusting it is, I can't vomit it out, and I definitely can't vomit it in the big tent.
I am a disciple of Bai Qi and the son of Meng Ao.
I can't embarrass my teacher, and I can't embarrass my father.
He raised his hand to wipe away the liquid that had an unpleasant odor and it was hard to tell whether it was gastric juice or saliva. He turned around and went into the tent.
The teacher's tone just now was so bland.
Are you used to it? How long does it take for Wu to get used to it?
"Birdman! Birdman!"
As soon as he entered the tent, Meng Wu saw his father's eyes as bright as copper bells, his face full of anger, glaring at his master and cursing him.
My father scolded the teacher again...
He stood behind the indifferent teacher.
Bang bang bang~
Meng Ao, who was wearing a deputy general's armor, slapped him one after another and slapped the table vigorously.
Snap~
The newly replaced desk could not withstand repeated beatings and broke again.
"The king said not to fight, but you insist on fighting. Are you the king? Is it you, a bird like you, who has the final say in Qin? Go back to Xianyang happily!"
"presumptuous!"
Wang Yan, who was wearing the same deputy general's armor as Meng Ao, was furious and pointed at Meng Ao.
"You are a lieutenant, you are a deputy general! Not a chief general! No matter what Mr. Wu An says, if you continue to make noise, I will draw my sword and kill you!"
"Are you blind? Are you deaf? Can't you see Wang Ling or hear what this birdman says?"
Meng Ao picked up Wang Ling, who had fallen to the ground as the table was broken, held it in his hand, and waved it back and forth in front of Bai Qi and Wang Yan's eyes.
"I don't know how to read, so you don't know how to read? Your Majesty asked us to go back to Xianyang and stop fighting. Did you see that?"
Stand before the general.
"Listen to what nonsense you said. The general is outside, and military orders are not obeyed. Bullshit! If you run to Changping, you are not a Qin general? If you are a general, you must obey the king's order! If you don't obey the king's order, you will be a bird!"
Wang Ye, who had just said that he would draw his sword to fuck his comrades, had a look of embarrassment on his face, and he laughed twice.
"Mr. Wu An, this birdman's words are rough and rude, but there is still some truth. We are generals, not kings. We cannot go against the king's orders and act according to our temper."
Just follow your temper...
It started out of temperament...
Bai Qi looked back at the disciple who was standing motionless, not daring to make the slightest sound.
"Wu'er, can the Zhao Kingdom be destroyed?"
It's always like this, every time the teacher conflicts with my father, he takes me out...
Meng Wu faced his father's threatening gaze, and with great trust in his master, he said bravely: "Yes."
"What a piece of shit! How many times have you, a birdie, dared to talk nonsense here!" Meng Ao slapped his hand in the air.
"What are you doing!"
呲～
Wang Ye drew his sword and glared at Meng Ao.
"If you dare to hit my nephew like a bird, I will chop you down!"
"Are you deaf? Are you deaf?"
Meng Ao's spit flew into his comrade's face, and Wang Ye pushed him away in disgust.
"Zhao's army still has over 400,000 soldiers left. What can we use to destroy him? Just protect him like a bird! The big bird will protect the little bird!"
"They are prisoners, not Zhao Jun. Are prisoners afraid of birds?" Wang Ye disdainfully glared and said, "You are the big bird!"
"They are prisoners now. When we destroy Zhao, they will be the Zhao army! You, a birdman, will stare at Xianyang being defeated! After Zhao is defeated, there will not be many sons left, and Qin will also die!"
Wang Ye couldn't help but turned around and ignored Meng Ao, with an unruly look on his face.
"Zhao Jun has no one left." Bai Qi said indifferently: "Trap and kill."
Meng Ao was shocked and became furious.
"You want to kill prisoners like a bird! What nonsense are you talking about! You..."
Bai Qi took out another royal order from his arms and showed it to his hot-tempered subordinates.
"Naigong is illiterate!"
Bai Qi handed Wang Ling to his disciple.
"Read it to your father."
The body, mind, spleen, stomach, and kidneys were all buried alive by the teacher. Meng Wu trembled at the word "buried alive" with trembling hands, and unfolded Wang Ling with a trembling whoosh.
His lips trembled as he said: "General Zhao Jun..."
Wow~
Wang Ling dropped it by mistake.
Meng Wu's eyes were dull and he muttered in a dream: "Kill them on the spot and burn them after reading."
"Bullshit! Bullshit! They're all birdmen! How could anyone do this! How could anyone do this!"
Grabbing Wang Ling from the ground, Meng Ao stared at the only Wang Yin he knew, as if he wanted to see that it was someone else's imitation.
For a long time, to no avail.
The king's seal is correct and guaranteed to be replaced if it is fake.
Bai Qi took Wang Ling from his subordinates.
Dang rang ~
Throw it into an iron basin, light a fire and throw it in. The ignited flames illuminate your face with uncertainty.
I am willing to bear the eternal infamy.
"Kill in a trap and destroy Zhao."
I felt a pain in the back of my head, my vision went black, and I fainted.
"Are you going to rebel like a bird!"
Shocked by the "kill" order, Wang Yan, who had just reacted, pulled the general behind him.
Lifting the sword, he let his comrades in life and death and his beloved nephew all stand in front of him, with vigilance written on his face.
Meng Ao, who suddenly gave Bai Qi a hard blow, opened his hands, trying to make Wang Ye less wary.
"Who is rebelling against, Mr. Nai? Is the Qin State the King's Qin State, or is it the Qin State of Lord Wu An? If the king orders you to go back, Lord Wu An will fight. If you don't stun Lord Wu An, I don't know whether Zhao will be defeated or not."
"Nai Gong knows that several people in this tent will be killed by the Yi clan! Your Majesty must think so: if these birdmen can destroy Zhao without obeying the king's orders, they can destroy Qin without obeying the king's orders!"
Wang Ye's expression moved slightly, and his hand that wanted to press Bai Qi's acupuncture point to wake Bai Qi stopped halfway.
Meng Ao saw this and walked towards the tent.
"What are you going to do?"
Wang Ye looked a little nervous again.
"Bury people!"
Meng Ao's voice was low, no longer high-pitched before.
"Isn't Wang Ling burned?" Wang Ye stopped in front of his old friend and said, "Just go back."
"I am from Qi, and I want to gain a foothold in the Qin State." Meng Ao pushed aside Wang Jie and said, "The king's order that was burned is also the king's order!"
Go to the curtain.
"Those who are not tall enough will be let go."
Bai Qi's voice suddenly sounded.
Meng Ao turned around in shock and saw his son Meng Wu standing beside the general, supporting Bai Qi to stand up.
Just now, Wang Yan and Meng Ao were speaking in front of the curtains of the big tent, and Meng Wu woke up the teacher.
"Wu Anjun, you're awake."
Wang Ye was overjoyed and went to welcome him.
Bai Qi stared at his subordinates who had escalated from speaking to taking action.
"Come on, Meng Ao..."
Pa~
Bai Qi, who hadn't said a few words, felt a familiar pain in the back of his head and a familiar blackness in front of his eyes.
These two birdmen!
Before he fainted, Bai Qi cursed in his heart.
"Why did you wake up Mr. Wu An!" Wang Ye pushed away his nephew who looked unhappy and wanted to cause trouble again, turned to his dumbfounded friend and shouted: "What are you doing standing there like a bird? Bury people!"
"You're good for once, you birdie!" Meng Ao cursed and opened the curtain.
"Don't forget that those who are less than the height of a round will not be killed!" Wang Ye shouted and ordered.
"You say it!"
Meng Ao went out.
Without a breath, the curtain was lifted, and Meng Ao came back again.
"Why are you coming back? If you don't want to go, let me do it. You come and watch Mr. Wu An."
Tap tap tap~
Meng Ao strode up to his son and slapped his son on the back of the head.
"This little birdie can't stay awake, it's a bad thing!"
This was the last sound heard in Meng Wu's ears before he fainted.
The head of Shangjun City.
Meng Wu walked past Li Mu and said as he walked: "Back then, I was thinking the same thing as you and the teacher was thinking about military affairs. The teacher had no other ideas. He just felt that the opportunity to destroy Zhao was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"What's wrong with the teacher? Isn't what the disciples of the military think about, conquering cities and opening up new territories? King Qin Zhaoxiang and Empress Dowager Mi are fighting for power, and Fan Ju and Wei Ran are fighting for power. All this has something to do with the teacher. What's the relationship?
"Do you think so, Lord Zhao Wu'an? If there is no Guo Kai in Zhao and no Xiu'er in Qin, do you think you can turn things around? Is the art of war really just a matter of the battlefield? Xiu'er wrote a book by Yue Fei Pass it on, you can take a look."
"Mu has seen it." Li Mu snorted coldly, walked a few steps quickly to follow Meng Wu, and said: "That is just a random fabrication by your Majesty."
"Haha." Meng Wu chuckled and said: "I know Tian'er must have told you many such truths, but you always don't take them to heart. Wu Zhi can't convince you, but if you help Tian'er, Wu Bu will I always feel like I owe you something when I do something.”
The two of them walked down the rammed earth stone steps, one behind the other, down the tower.
After getting off the tower, it was time to say goodbye.
"Mu wants to know how Bai Qi died." Li Mu looked at Meng Wu and said, "Mu wants to hear your own account."
Yue Fei is a fabrication, Bai Qi is not.
No one has a deeper understanding of the death of a generation than Meng Wu, a closed disciple.
Qin Wu'an Jun, who was famous all over the world, died in Qin inexplicably, which is a mystery in the world.
"If you are willing to listen, Wu Zi has everything to say." Meng Wu smiled and said, "Another day."
"when?"
"When Tian'er seizes Jiuyuan, it's time for Yanmen. If you are still willing to listen, prepare wine and food, and bring your dogs to a banquet for Lord Wu'an."
Xianyang.
Afang Palace.
The First Emperor was very happy today and had a family dinner.
Present were Queen Mother Zhao Ji, Queen Afang, and brother Ying Chengqiu.
Different from the usual sharing of meals, today there is a large round ebony table in the Epang Palace, with a smaller mahogany disc on top.
The mahogany disc can be rotated, and delicacies are placed on the mahogany disc. You can turn which dish you want to eat in front of you.
At this moment, the mahogany disc was filled with dishes, and an unmarked, ordinary-looking wine jar was placed in front of Zhao Ji.
The First Emperor waved his hand and asked all the serving eunuchs and maids to go out.
"Gane is guarding the door."
"only."
After finishing the trivial matters, he first took a chopstick of venison and put it into his mother Zhao Ji's bowl.
"After the New Year, I will be busy with affairs, and I am afraid there will be no suspicion. Therefore, I will have a family banquet today, and there will be no emperor today."
One sentence set the tone for today's meal and took away the identity.
"real?"
Ying Chengyu tilted his head, with a look of disbelief on his face.
What more is this guy going to do! I am repairing the rift between you and your mother, please be honest.
The First Emperor gave the unruly Shuzi a warning look and smiled pleasantly.
"Nature is true."
Dangdangdang~
Ying Cheng held his bronze chopsticks in a reserved manner and continuously tapped the bowl and plate in front of him.
The jingle may be pleasant when played, but at this banquet, it was clearly annoying.
Zhao Ji raised her eyebrows and was about to speak, but the First Emperor hurriedly opened his mouth first.
His heart was anxious, but his tone was unusually calm, and he whispered softly: "Chenglong, what are you doing?"
With Afang here, why is this Zhuzi still so unreasonable!
"What's wrong with me knocking the bowl? Ying Zheng, you are a little too lenient." Ying Chengyu said in a very impatient tone.
Anger was about to come out from the corners of Zhao Ji's eyes and brows. Afang wanted to laugh but forced himself to hold it back.
The First Emperor took a deep breath in and out, repeating this three times.
I endure it!
"Brother, I care about you." His tone was very soft.
"That's not necessary. Don't use your accent when you talk to me."
What is a clip sound? My gentle words are called jiaziyin? What's the connection?
A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the First Emperor.
This guy actually dares to call himself me!
Ying Chengyu did not change his identity, which made Zhao Ji even more unhappy. She did not have an attack for the sake of the Emperor's face.
Your Majesty is gentle and soft-spoken, and his words are as gentle as the spring breeze. The three-character clip sound should be a compliment.
Afang knew the purpose of the First Emperor's family banquet and wanted to lighten the atmosphere. He asked softly: "What is the jiaziyin?"
"That's it." Ying Chengyu pinched his throat, as if the phlegm was stuck and couldn't come out, and deliberately said in an extremely low tone that sounded extremely kidney-deficient: "Brother, I care about you."
He let go of his palms, used his inner strength to suppress the blush on his face, and then held his hand on the table and coughed so exaggeratedly.
He glanced at the slightly ugly face of the First Emperor and his slightly trembling hands on the large round ebony table.
Said: "Talk with your throat clamped, which is called clamping sound. Xiaozheng, I almost strangled myself to death and couldn't clamp your voice. How many times did you have to cum last night to be so weak?"
Do you want me to reconcile with Zhao Xianglu?
Want to destroy my shield?
Just dream! I will definitely not go to work!
"presumptuous!"
Zhao Ji gave a sharp shout, her eyes full of evil.
"How can Mr. Shu speak to His Majesty like this! He who dares to call himself me and who intends to treason against the throne deserves to be killed!"
Ying Chengyu glanced at Ying Zheng, who was not having an attack, in surprise, and then turned to glance at Zhao Ji.
Ha, if you can bear it, Zhao Xianglu can't either.
"The three Yi tribes."
Zhao Ji slapped the table and stood up angrily.
"You want to attack our three tribes? Okay! I knew you wanted to murder His Majesty! You are such a bastard..."
"Mom, please calm down. Mama, please calm down." The First Emperor stood up and supported his mother with a flattering look on his face. He smiled apologetically and said, "Cheng Yu was talking about the crime of treason against the Dangyi tribe. He was talking about himself, not my mother..."
Ying Chengyu said nonchalantly: "It's the same for everyone. Anyway, no one in the palace can escape, so it doesn't matter."
"Shu Zi, you..."
Zhao Ji, who had just been comforted and sat down, became angry again and wanted to get up again.
The First Emperor pressed down firmly, and while comforting his mother, he gave the queen a wink.
Take care of this guy quickly!
"What does uncle like to eat? Your Majesty specially asked the chef to make this according to uncle's taste." Afang gently turned the mahogany disk, smiled and asked gently.
I'm sorry, Sister-in-Law, it's not that I, Ying Chengzhen, don't give me face, it's really your man who doesn't do human affairs.
Why have I accepted so many disciples and trained so many people over the years?
Besides changing history, don't you just want to lie back and enjoy yourself? He actually wants me to go to work!
unacceptable!
He took the golden chopsticks and put them in his mouth. The chopsticks were stained with saliva. He inserted them into a dish and turned and pulled it.
Not angry, not angry...
The good-tempered Afang thought silently in his heart.
The deltoid muscles in the corners of Zhao Ji's eyes began to dance.
The First Emperor's heart was pounding rapidly. He forced a smile next to his mother and whispered: "No problem, no problem, just don't eat that dish."
Ying Cheng's ears twitched slightly.
Ha, naive!
Grasp the red disk with one hand and rotate it slowly with a little force.
Holding chopsticks in one hand, after turning over a dish, he puts it in his mouth and smacks it twice as if to taste the salt.
Then he inserted the chopsticks full of saliva into the next new dish and continued to turn and pull.
"Xiao Zheng is very thoughtful, even though he won't eat the pigs in my house. But as long as it suits your taste, I won't be picky."
He drooled while turning the dishes with his chopsticks, and turned to look at Zhao Ji, who had a very ugly face and was listening to the First Emperor's persuasion.
"The dishes on this table are all cooked according to my taste. Xiaozheng is so kind to me. Xiaozheng is so kind to me, wouldn't Zhao Xianglu be angry? Are there any dishes that Zhao Xianglu likes in here?"
"Shuzi, what are you going to do?" The First Emperor couldn't stand it anymore and roared angrily.
Outside the palace, Gai Nie started counting silently in his mind as soon as he left the palace gate. He stopped when he heard Ying Zheng's roar.
One hundred and eighty-one, I thought His Majesty could not survive a hundred...
"Xiao Zheng, why do you say that?" Ying Chengyu looked surprised and incomprehensible.
The First Emperor suppressed his anger and said: "I asked the chef to serve another table and stop tossing and turning every dish like this. In this way, I, my aunt, and my aunt will not be able to eat it."
Fortunately, the King of Qin's Sword is hanging in Zhangtai Palace and not worn on the waist, otherwise I would definitely draw my sword and chop down this pillar at this moment.
"Can't eat?"
Ying Chengyu's expression turned cold and he held his hands on the edge of the large round ebony table.
The internal force resists the palm of the hand, the arm is slightly raised, the palm of the hand is used hard, and the palm is lifted hard.
Bang~
The whole body was made of ebony, and the extremely heavy round table was overturned and hit the bluestone with a loud noise.
Wow~
A dozen dishes displayed on the mahogany disc fell to the ground, and the cups and plates made a series of crisp sounds when they fell to the ground.
The ground was hot with leftovers, and the whole palace was in a mess, with fragments scattered everywhere.
"Then don't eat it."
Ying Chengyu suddenly attacked, not only the First Emperor, but also Afang was caught off guard.
Even Zhao Ji, who was most hostile to Ying Chengyu, was stunned for a moment and did not react in time.
When the three of them didn't know what their expressions were, Ying Chengyu had already turned around and left.
"Zhao Xianglu almost killed me several times. I won't kill her for the sake of the emperor. This is the best I can do. I will not reconcile with this birdman. Brother, please don't waste your efforts. Listen. Say we need to defend our country"
Bang~
Kick open the door of Afang Palace.
Bang~
Close the door of Afang Palace hard.
The two loud sounds of opening and closing the door let the three people in Afang Palace know how intense Ying Chengyuan's false anger was.
Outside the palace gate, Gai Nie looked at Ying Chengyu's back, his face still paralyzed.
The young master pretends to be...
Inside the Epang Palace.
"You are so arrogant and domineering! This son must not be kept!" Zhao Ji was extremely angry and shouted: "I heard that this son asked the general to go to the Xiongnu land and asked my son to seal the Xiongnu land to the general Lu! What is he going to do! We want to split the Qin Empire!"
Staring at the First Emperor.
"You can kill all my men, how can you tolerate this Shuzi's behavior!"
Although the First Emperor was in a very irritable mood, he still explained patiently: "Don't worry, mom, I have asked all the officials of the Guowei Mansion who are over eighty shi to take a rest. The Guowei Mansion will not be in operation for a day, and except for my personal responsibility for military matters, It can’t be done in one day.”
"Absurd!" When Zhao Ji heard this, instead of calming down her anger, she became even more angry and said: "Abandoning the Imperial Palace for one son! What kind of king do you think you are?"
"I don't need to worry about political affairs." The First Emperor said with a cold expression on his face: "I have worshiped Cheng Xi as the captain of the country and the prime minister. With the power of Cheng Xi, I can make the Qin Dynasty flourish."
Zhao Ji was shocked and angry. She stood up in surprise and pointed at the First Emperor with trembling fingers.
"You actually did this! His son is hard to control! You worshiped him as a captain and prime minister! Are you trying to help him usurp your throne? How can you control him!"
"Of course I can control it!"
In order to reassure Zhao Ji, the First Emperor acted confidently.
"I asked all the officials of the Guowei Mansion who have more than eighty stones to take a rest. Everything in the Guowei Mansion is tied to him, and he can't take care of it. He can't manage military affairs, and the generals can't leave. As long as I use some means, he can Then there is nothing you can do, everything comes to an end.”
Zhiqua~
The door of Epang Palace opened a crack, and Gai Nie put his head in, his face paralyzed.
"Your Majesty, I have heard that the Imperial Palace is operating normally."
If Zhao Xianglu continues to target the young master, sooner or later the young master will get tired of Zhao Xianglu and kill her.
Then he was not tolerated by His Majesty, and then he had no choice but to usurp the throne and sit on the throne...
The expression on the Emperor's face froze.
Can't you wait until I return to Zhangtai Palace to report this news?
(End of chapter)
