The next day, at dawn,
After struggling all night, Ying Ziqing was still standing in the courtyard wearing a black robe, with extraordinary temperament and style.
In the wing room, Yan Lingji was still sleeping deeply. After all, for Ying Ziqing, the gap in "strength" between the two was too great.
In the courtyard, Yelu Zhiwu started her morning exercises early. The two-meter staff was whipping up strong winds under her slender arms.
Concubine Yan, who was wearing a red gauze skirt, was playing with her sister under the tree.
At this time, Bago, dressed as a warrior, came to Ying Ziqing and meticulously handed the letter in his hand to Ying Ziqing with both hands.
Ying Ziqing received the latest information from Li Cunli. After reading it all, the letter turned into a wisp of ashes in his hand and blew away in the wind.
With a smile on his lips he murmured:
"It seems that our King Qin is a little anxious..."
Sure enough, not long after,
An elderly eunuch wearing red palace uniform appeared in front of Ying Ziqing under the guidance of the bad guy.
At this time, Ying Ziqing had already changed back to his unsightly and handsome attire.
After gently pressing the scarlet mask on his face, he turned around and looked at the eunuch who came from Ying Zheng's side. He put his hands behind his back and said unhurriedly:
"Tell me, why did King Qin ask you to come?"
"Commander, your Majesty has specially sent an old slave to invite the Marshal to come into the palace at this moment." The old eunuch said humbly.
Originally, as a minister who conveyed the king's will, the old eunuch was not so arrogant and humble.
But now he was facing the bad commander who once caused a bloody storm in Xianyang City, and the Wuwei Lord who slaughtered the Xiongnu in the north, and he did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.
"Okay, you can go back."
"Yes, Marshal..."
A quarter of an hour later,
Wearing a scarlet mask, Ying Ziqing slowly walked into the side hall.
In the cold palace, Ying Zheng, wearing a black robe and crown, calmly stared at the map of the Seven Kingdoms embroidered on the copper wall by the dim candlelight.
"Your Majesty, can't wait any longer..." Ying Ziqing's hoarse and cold voice sounded faintly.
"Haha... As expected, the commander-in-chief knows that the strength of our country, the Qin Dynasty, is increasing day by day, while the six countries are getting worse and worse. The soldiers of the Qin Dynasty are recharging their strength and are already waiting to point the Qin sword directly at the Central Plains.
I wonder who, in the opinion of the commander-in-chief, our Daqin should initiate the first battle against? "
There was a sharp look in Ying Zheng's eyes. Da Qin's power had gradually reached its peak, and now it was time to start the campaign to destroy the country.
"Didn't the king already have the answer? Now Qi Chuyan is cowardly and incompetent, Zhao State is defended, Han Wei, which is adjacent to Qin State, is weak, and South Korea is under my control.
This first battle will inevitably start in the territory of Wei. "
"Haha, what Commander-in-Chief said is true. I also want to attack Wei, but I'm just worried that Zhao Chu will block it."
Now Qin is like a dormant tiger, and its every move is deeply feared by the six countries. Ying Zheng is afraid that when he attacks Wei, the other countries will join forces to fight against Qin again.
"It doesn't matter. I can make South Korea attack Wei. South Korea is weak and the other countries will not care. Qin can hide behind Han, destroy Wei before the six countries can react, and then use spies to drive a wedge between the countries. Qin can Then the country can successfully devour the two lands of Korea and Wei." Ying Ziqing said calmly, obviously, all this was his preset plan.
A glint flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and he used the name of South Korea to attack Wei State. In this way, he would not attract Zhao Chu's attention, but he could also catch Wei State by surprise and consume Wei State's vitality.
"It's just...can the soldiers of South Korea really fight with the soldiers of Wei?"
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. In addition, I will personally go to the Kingdom of Wei and recruit bad people. When I return, it will be the time to attack Wei."
"Okay! I will hold the Great Qin Tiger Talisman in my hand and wait for the good news from the commander-in-chief!" The eyes of Ying Zheng and Ying Ziqing collided, and there seemed to be a raging flame burning in their eyes...
The suburbs of Xianyang,
The red-haired poodle-like Haechi rubbed Ying Ziqing's calf reluctantly. Ying Ziqing, who was dressed in white robe, picked up the Haechi.
"I need to keep a low profile on this trip. Taking you will be too eye-catching. I will take you with me when I go to conquer Wei."
After saying that, Ying Ziqing raised his hand, and an invisible force carried Xie Zhi back to Xianyang City.
Ying Ziqing also came to a carriage that had been prepared in the forest.
The coachman is a middle-aged man with an average appearance, who is naturally disguised as a bad guy.
"Let's go to Xinzheng first. I want to meet an old friend."
"As you command, Commander!"
In the carriage, Ying Ziqing took off his mask and murmured: "Summoning."
The next second, a man with a cold and delicate appearance suddenly appeared on the seat next to Ying Ziqing. His sassy short hair hung down on his slender and white neck. His slim and delicate body was tightly wrapped in a blue warrior uniform.
Leather leggings covered her fair, round legs, and a delicate and slender long sword lay across her legs.
The sound is like the collision of jade, cold and moving:
"Huanyinfang, Ji Ruxue, see the commander-in-chief."
Ying Ziqing lifted Ji Ruxue's chin and stroked her somewhat cold face, a flash of light flashed in her eyes.
"She is truly an icy beauty who will captivate the entire country."
Ying Ziqing's hand touching Ji Ruxue's cheek seemed to have some kind of special magic power. Ji Ruxue's delicate body was a little stiff. Ying Ziqing chuckled, retracted his hand and said lightly:
"Remember, during this trip, I am not a commander-in-chief, but a prince of a wealthy family. You are my maid, and you will call me the prince in front of others."
Ji Ruxue nodded gently, and her face that was a little hot turned cold again.
Ying Ziqing, who was sitting a little bored in the carriage, raised his hand and took out a chessboard from the space.
"Come and play a game of chess with me."
"I...can't play chess." Ji Ruxue whispered.
Ying Ziqing glanced at Ji Ruxue in surprise.
"Shouldn't you guys who come from Huanyinfang be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting? How could someone like you slip through the cracks?"
Ji Ruxue hesitated for a moment, then pursed her red lips and said:
"I am only proficient in sword skills and flute playing in Huanyinfang."
"Oh? So you are good at playing the flute?"
"Well... I'm pretty proficient. If so, then I'll play a song for you."
Ying Ziqing raised his hand and a bamboo flute appeared in his hand.
"If you don't brag well, I will be punished..."
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