Early the next morning, Ying Zheng took a nap.
After all, he had been busy in Lishan Mountain for the past few days. After handing "my implement" and the craft drawings to Jing Fan yesterday, Ying Zheng fell into a drowsy sleep.
Zhao Gao walked into Ying Zheng's bedroom and helped Ying Zheng dress: "Your Majesty, Lu Xiangbang is waiting in the study."
Ying Zheng nodded: "Ask Lu Xiangbang to wait for me for a while, and then take some money to Jing Kiln and give it to Jing Fan. Yesterday, I gave him a magic weapon for him to imitate. You will be responsible for supervising this matter. .”
"I follow the king's order." Zhao Gao leaned over and said, "But your king, the wedding is approaching, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get married."
"Over at Jing Kiln, you only need to provide them with the money and materials they need. I have ordered Meng Tian and Meng Yi to be responsible for forging weapons and forming a team." Ying Zheng said.
"Is this done in secret?" Zhao Gao asked.
"Let's keep it a secret for now." Ying Zheng said, "But as for Lu Xiangbang, I will tell him personally."
After finishing sorting, Ying Zheng had some breakfast before going to the study to meet Lu Buwei.
Lu Buwei was sitting in front of the desk in the study, looking at a picture, which was exactly the picture of "my weapon" drawn by Ying Zheng.
Lu Buwei's eyes were bright and he was obviously attracted by this picture. Although Lu Buwei is not a military commander, he will be very interested when seeing new weapons.
"Father Zhong." Ying Zheng said softly as he entered the door.
Only then did Lu Buwei come back to his senses, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, I am looking at this picture on the table. Is this the harvest of your Majesty's trip?"
Ying Zheng nodded and said: "Exactly. I originally wanted to tell Father Zhong about what happened yesterday, but Father Zhong was busy informing envoys from various countries yesterday, so I was not in a hurry."
"This pattern looks good, but I don't know how practical it is." Lu Buwei said.
"According to legend, this is the number one magic weapon in ancient times. According to legend, the Yellow Emperor relied on this weapon to pacify the world." Ying Zheng said with great enthusiasm. Regarding these legends, Ying Zheng did not want to hide it because he wanted to use this magic weapon. Building momentum to frighten the enemy, even with some exaggerated propaganda, is an inevitable choice.
"Seriously?" Lu Buwei suddenly raised his head with a look of surprise on his face.
"Of course it's true." Ying Zheng said with a smile, "This magic weapon is called 'My Artifact'. I also brought back a sample. Last night I ordered Jing Fan to take it back and imitate it."
"The king's movements are really fast." Lu Buwei said with a smile, "It seems that if I want to feast my eyes on it, I have to go to Jing Kiln in person, and it's just in time to see if there are any new porcelain."
"Whatever Father Zhong likes, just take it." Ying Zheng said, "But for this magic weapon, we have to wait a little longer."
Lu Buwei shook his head gently and said with a wry smile: "The king is joking. I wonder how the king wants to use this magic weapon?"
Ying Zheng put away his smile and said solemnly: "According to legend, this magic weapon is very powerful. If it is equipped with the army, the combat effectiveness will be greatly increased, but because of this, the risk will also increase, just like Cheng Xi's this time Mutiny, if equipped with such magical weapons, would not be so easy to deal with.”
"What the king said is that everything has two sides. If this magic weapon is equipped with an army that is not very loyal, it will be really troublesome." Lu Buwei said.
"So..." Ying Zheng paused and said: "The plan is not to equip the entire army with this magical weapon, but to form a small team first, which is easy to control and can be proficient in the use of this magical weapon. .”
"That's very good." Lu Buwei said with a smile, "It seems that the king has a plan."
Ying Zheng nodded and changed the subject: "By the way, if Father Zhong came so early, it must be because the princesses from all over the world are here."
Lu Buwei said: "We're not here yet, but there are only two people missing. Your Majesty, you'd better organize yourself and go to Gucheng Palace."
Ying Zheng nodded and carefully arranged his clothes.
Lu Buwei stretched out his hand to help Ying Zheng straighten his collar, his movements gentle and caring.
Ying Zheng's body froze, something in his heart seemed to be touched, and he stayed there.
Could it be that long-lost feeling of fatherly love?
Lu Buwei patted Ying Zheng's sleeves again and said, "Let's go, Your Majesty."
Only then did Ying Zheng come to his senses, nodded, and followed Lu Buwei out of the door.
Today's Gucheng Palace is so busy. Princesses from various countries and their respective envoys are waiting here, and the princesses from various countries seem to have been carefully dressed.
"Meet your Majesty." Princesses from all over the world paid their respects one after another when they saw Ying Zheng arriving.
"No courtesy, no courtesy." Ying Zheng smiled and supported Princess Nansu and Princess Hu Yu who were standing at the front.
It is no longer a secret that the two princesses Nansu and Hu Yu moved into the palace in advance. Therefore, no one competed with these two princesses for the position in front.
"Have you missed me?" Ying Zheng looked left and right and asked in a low voice.
Princess Nansu looked shy and nodded implicitly.
Princess Hu Yu twisted her face and said playfully: "I won't tell you."
Although they had not seen each other for only a few days, Ying Zheng still felt a pang of sympathy when looking at the two princesses.
Lu Buwei coughed lightly and whispered: "Your Majesty, all the princesses from all over the world are here."
Ying Zheng smiled awkwardly, looked around, and looked at the other princesses: "You are all here. The construction of my ancient Chenggong Palace has been completed. I hereby invite you all here today so that you can build your own palace according to your wishes." Design your own bedroom as you like."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" All the princesses thanked in unison.
Although they already knew Ying Zheng's intentions, the tone of each princess was full of excitement and friendship.
"Let's go." Ying Zheng waved his hand and said, "Follow me and look around for a week, and then choose the bedroom you like most."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The princesses bowed again.
Ying Zheng turned around and led the princesses into the palace gate. The envoys from various countries stayed where they were, waiting outside the palace gate.
Lu Buwei accompanied several important envoys, wandering around and chatting casually.
Princesses from all over the world have grown up in royal palaces, so naturally they don't think there is anything strange about this newly built palace. However, they still feel full of happiness when they visit their future residence in person.
Each dormitory is similar, but the location is different, but it also represents a deviation in the status of the occupants.
It is said that princesses from all over the world can choose at will, but how dare the princesses choose at will? If they choose the wrong position, they may be embarrassed in the future.
Everyone formed a circle outside and came to the center position.
In the middle is Ying Zheng's bedroom, which is slightly larger than the other bedrooms. Ying Zheng walked in first and observed it carefully.
This bedroom is similar to the one in Xianyang Palace, except that there is an extra secret room in the study.
The princesses also followed Ying Zheng and looked around, looking here and there, seemingly curious about everything. Because everyone is thinking about where to place the things sent by their envoys.
Ying Zheng took a general look at it, stopped, and said in a louder voice: "This is the palace for the widow, and the two palaces at the back have been chosen by Princess Nansu and Princess Hu Yu, so you can also I’ve looked around, and you can choose the rest yourself.”
For Ying Zheng, although the other princesses are also beautiful and young, their status cannot be compared with Nan Su and Hu Yu.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Except for Nan Su and Hu Yu, the other princesses bowed and left one after another.
Of course, Nan Su and Hu Yu didn't have to leave, because they had already chosen their palace and made a rough layout in advance.
"Your Majesty." Princess Hu Yu took a step forward and said, "The palace for the two of us has been chosen a long time ago and is almost decorated. Why don't you, Your Majesty, go and take a look."
Ying Zheng nodded and said, "That's fine."
Several people came to the palace reserved for Princess Nansu. It was indeed different from other palaces. Beds, tables and chairs had been set up, and some paintings and calligraphy were hung on the walls. Although they were not all decorated yet, they were well decorated. Seven or eighty-eight.
Princess Nansu looked at her future bed, feeling happy in her heart, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, sister, I must be tired from walking, let's sit down and have a rest first."
Ying Zheng nodded and reached out to hold the hands of Nan Su and Princess Hu Yu.
Princess Nansu handed her hand to Ying Zheng, but when she took a step, she suddenly felt a little dazed and leaned on Ying Zheng's shoulder.
"Nan Su, what's wrong with you?" Ying Zheng supported Nan Su and asked anxiously.
Princess Nansu held her forehead and murmured: "I am fine, but I was in a trance just now and couldn't stand very firmly."
"Sit down and rest first. I'll ask the imperial doctor to come over and take a look at you." Ying Zheng said softly, and then helped Nan Su sit on the bed.
Ying Zheng ordered Zhao Gao to call the imperial doctor, poured a glass of water and handed it to Princess Nansu.
Princess Hu Yu took a cotton mattress and put it behind Nan Su, letting Princess Nan Su rest on it.
Princess Nansu took a sip of water and her expression softened a lot.
Ying Zheng reached out and touched Nan Su's forehead, and then his own forehead. He didn't feel any difference in temperature, but he still felt uneasy, so he reached out to touch Princess Hu Yu's forehead.
Princess Hu Yu's forehead was also at the same temperature, so she probably didn't have a fever.
Not long after, Zhao Gao rushed back with Dr. Song. Ying Zheng made way for Imperial Physician Song to sit beside the bed.
The imperial doctor of the Song Dynasty looked solemn and stretched out his hand to take the pulse of Princess Nansu.
In just a few breaths, Imperial Physician Song's brows gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the expression of Imperial Physician Song, Ying Zheng felt relieved knowing that Princess Nansu would be fine, but he still asked: "Emperor Physician, how is Princess Nansu? Is she sick?"
Imperial Physician Song put down Princess Nansu's wrist, stood up and held her hand in his arms, his smile even brighter: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, the princess is not ill, but..."
Seeing that the Song Dynasty doctor was hesitant, Ying Zheng became anxious again: "If it's not a disease, what is it?"
The imperial doctor of Song twirled his beard, but his smile remained unchanged: "Princess Nansu is happy, so I have to congratulate the king, haha."
"Yes, are you happy?" Ying Zheng was a little surprised by the news and didn't react for a while, "What's the happy news?"
Princess Hu Yu covered her pink lips with her slender hands and suppressed her laughter before saying, "Your Majesty, the imperial doctor is happy, isn't it because my sister is pregnant?"
Princess Nansu was also a little surprised, but when she heard Hu Yu say it so directly and with an outsider present, she felt shy, her face turned red, and she lowered her head.
"Really?" Ying Zheng finally responded, "You mean I have a prince?"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Imperial Physician Song said with certainty, "What Wei Chen found out just now is the Xi pulse. Princess Nansu must have not been popular for some time."
When Princess Nansu heard this, she was even more embarrassed, her face became even more rosy, and she turned her head away, but she still nodded slightly.
The imperial physician of the Song Dynasty raised his hands and said: "In that case, I will prescribe some nourishing prescriptions, and the king should also find some dedicated people to serve the princess."
"Okay, okay!" Ying Zheng was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly. His joy at becoming a father was beyond words.
Imperial Physician Song stood up to resign, but was stopped by Princess Hu Yu.
"Mr. Song, why don't you help me take my pulse?" Princess Hu Yu stretched out a hand and said with a smile.
"This..." Doctor Song looked a little embarrassed.
Ying Zheng looked even more embarrassed, but he knew why Princess Hu Yu was like this.
"Pfft..." This time it was Princess Nansu's turn to cover her mouth and laugh.
"Okay, Hu Yu, don't make trouble. You need to take a pulse and go back to the palace. Now is not the time." Ying Zheng said to the Song Dynasty doctor again, "Physician, go ahead and prescribe the prescription. I'll leave this to you."
The imperial doctor of Song finally resigned.
Princess Nansu also stood up and wanted to stand up.
Ying Zheng stepped forward to support Princess Nansu and said with concern: "Don't get up, lie down for a while."
Princess Nansu said softly: "How can I be so delicate as a concubine?"
Although he said this, he still lay down again obediently.
"Now, it's not your own business. You have to protect my young master." Ying Zheng said.
"I still don't know if he is the young master." Princess Nansu said shyly.
"Whether it's a young master or a princess, it doesn't matter, everyone likes her." Ying Zheng's deep eyes were full of joyful tenderness.
"Yes." Princess Nansu snorted and leaned into Ying Zheng's arms.
Princess Hu Yu's expression changed, and she turned and walked out the door.
"Hu Yu, why are you going?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Go and feel your pulse." Princess Hu Yu replied.
Ying Zheng: "..."
"I'm joking." Princess Hu Yu said, "You guys keep quiet, Hu Yu goes to his palace to take a look."
Ying Zheng and Princess Nansu smiled bitterly, shook their heads, and waved their hands gently.
