"He is growing rapidly. He is only fourteen as a national master. His future is unimaginable. Even I somewhat believe his words."
Ying Quliang swept away his decadence and showed his majesty: "The power of one person can protect my Qin Dynasty for eternity. What a wonderful thing."
Ying Qian looked at Ying Quliang and couldn't help but smile. He knew that Ying Quliang had been suppressed these days.
Now that there is good news from all parties, the crisis in Qin has weakened, and Ying Quliang can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Of course, so is he.
"Quliang, Jingjian sent news that Young Master Yan gave him 20,000 gold and asked him to purchase 20,000 good horses from the Xiongnu."
Ying Qian revealed the news he had received one by one: "According to Jing Jian's estimation, the 20,000 gold is enough to purchase 30,000 war horses, and some of it can be left to our Qin State."
"Um."
Nodding slightly, Ying Quliang was overjoyed.
Although before the famine, the army was defeated and some war horses were obtained, but in this era, chariots and soldiers began to be eliminated, and cavalry gradually became the main force. Without that country, it did not want more war horses.
A good horse is a strategic resource.
"Brother, this time the Luoyang royal family is very generous. It can be said to be a timely help to our Qin country." Ying Quliang stood with his hands behind his hands and looked out the window: "I read the records on the bamboo slips. The grain and green salt sent from Luoyang are enough to guarantee the army. One year."
"It's just that the weapons sent from Luoyang and Anyi are too old. I plan to smelt them all again, and then add the pig iron donated by Luoyang to make new weapons."
"This matter should have been handled by Senior Doctor Qianlong and Du Zhi and others, but this is a shortage in the army. How about a trip?"
"good."
Ying Qian rarely refuses Ying Quliang's requests, and occasionally refutes them in private. Once it involves major matters or other people are present, he has always been Ying Quliang's staunch supporter.
"Don't worry, Quliang. I will immediately deal with this matter and strive to create a batch of new weapons within three months to equip the three armies and allow the army to form a combat effectiveness."
"Um."
Nodding, Ying Quliang looked at the sky, which gradually became blurry, and soon he couldn't see his hands and fingers: "When it comes to matters in the country, there is Brother Lao."
"Uncle Hei, come with me."
"promise."
Watching Ying Quliang walk out of Yueyang Palace, Ying Qian frowned, and then left the political hall. Reforging weapons is a complicated and trivial project. It takes three months to complete, and the task is arduous.
After walking out of the political hall, Ying Quliang told Uncle Hei: "Go to Supervisor Jing and ask him to prepare a generous gift. Let's go visit our senior."
"promise."
Ying Quliang was very interested in the white-haired old man. Although he was just a hermit and did not want to become an official, talking to him would benefit him a lot.
Half an hour later, Ying Quliang brought Uncle Hei and Supervisor Jing to the old man's residence.
Knocking on the door, the door answered, and a delicate-looking woman came into view: "It's you, please come in."
"Thank you." Ying Quliang nodded with a solemn expression.
The girl walked into the inner room, and a clear voice came, using the purest elegant language: "Father, the young master from yesterday is here again."
At this time, the old man was walking out of the house, looked at Ying Quliang and smiled calmly: "An old friend has come to visit, and the plum blossoms are shining brightly. Please come in and take a seat."
Seeing the old man coming out, Ying Quliang quickly bowed deeply: "Quliang is here again. If there is any disturbance, please let me know, senior."
"Ha ha……"
The two of them exchanged pleasantries and walked into the house. Supervisor Jing and Uncle Hei followed behind, and the atmosphere among the group was harmonious.
The girl lit a charcoal fire and set up a clay pot for making tea, and was busy quietly. Ying Quliang glanced at it and then quickly looked away.
"Yesterday, I had a discussion with my senior, and Quliang's heart became enlightened. Today I took the liberty to come to visit. I want to consult my senior about the current affairs, and I hope that my senior will not hesitate to tell me."
Ying Quliang handed over his hand and showed respect to the white-haired old man. He already knew the origin of the other man and knew how terrifying he was.
The descendants of the Baili family have a long history. The ancestors of Baili once helped Duke Mu dominate the world. If he gets the guidance of the old man, Qin may not be able to dominate it for a while.
"I know a little bit about your intention, but I am already old and unable to enter the Qin Dynasty to help you." The old man smiled bitterly, his old face full of guilt.
After taking a sip of tea, Ying Quliang had already expected this, but when he heard this answer, he was still disappointed.
"Senior Baili, now the state of Qin is poor and weak, the princes of the world despise Qin, the great talents outside the pass do not enter Qin, and there are no outstanding people in Qin's native land."
"Above the court, the old clan is complicated and complex. Quliang is the king, and it is difficult to stand alone. Even if he has the intention, he is powerless."
At this moment, Ying Quliang stood up, bowed deeply to the old man and begged, "Senior, please give me some advice for Quliang because you see that Qin and the Baili family have some connection."
"Quliang wants nothing more than food and clothing for our people and a rich country and a strong military."
Ying Quliang's words were heavy and sad. Jing Jian lowered his head and Hei Bo felt uncomfortable. The atmosphere in the room became sad. The Qin people were saddened that Qin had fallen into such a situation.
At this moment, even the old man Baili looked unhappy.
After being silent for a long time, seeing Ying Quliang and others come back to their senses, the old man said: "To build a strong country, people should be the first thing. If Qin wants to be strong, it must find heroes like Li Kui and Wu Qi who can change the world."
"Your Majesty, from my point of view, Qin should seek virtuous people and seek virtuous people from all over the world."
In one sentence, Ying Quliang was enlightened and enlightened. He also sent people to look for great sages in Qin State before, and the same Jingjian also had such a mission.
It's just that nothing was found in the territory of Qin, and the same was true for Jingjian in Anyi. For today's scholars, Qin is not the best choice.
"Your Majesty, the King of Qi built the Jixia Academy. At that time, famous people came to Linzi. Scholars were proud of going to Linzi. Therefore, they seek talents and are famous all over the world."
Old Man Baili spoke earnestly and thoughtfully: "The world's famous people and great talents are all arrogant and arrogant people. I think your Majesty knows how to attract such people to Qin."
At this point, the old man changed the subject: "I passed through Anyi not long ago and met a young man in Dongxiangchun."
"This is the first time I met a young man. Inspector Jing is also here. Your Majesty, you can pay attention to those two people."
Hearing this, the girl also looked over. She didn't go to Dong Xiangchun, so naturally she didn't know who it was, but she was praised by her eldest father.
"Oh, it turns out that the senior is the old man from Song Dynasty?"
Jing Jian was stunned for a moment, then recalled it with joy on his face: "If this is the case, as the seniors said, the young man should be Wei Yang, and the young man should be our Qin State's national master."
Ying Quliang was very indifferent. He had guessed it to some extent. The old man looked calm. It was obvious that he had known it for a long time.
Instead, the girl on the side said in surprise: "The young man is the master of the Qin State? Is he the martial artist who, at the age of fourteen, massacred a clan in Didao and built a temple in Beijing to demonstrate his illustrious martial arts?"
After saying that, the girl stared at the old man's face, as if she wanted to see something.
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