Nowadays, he has no need for female sex, and his practice of martial arts has not reached a certain level. It is not good for him to break the sexual precepts and release Yuanyang.
Because of this, what Huang Yixin wants is to become stronger and pursue the highest level of martial arts.
Especially for Ji Linglong, Huang didn't take it seriously. He liked to listen to music, and he didn't despise prostitutes, but no one would like a woman with evil intentions.
The reason why he took Ji Linglong with him was not only because of eye candy, but also because of Feng Yuheng.
After closing the door, Huang Heyi fell asleep.
Feng Zheng wanted to contact Feng Yuheng, but Huang caught them off guard, leaving Feng Zheng helpless. Because of Huang's decision, countless troubles occurred in his life.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Feng Zheng left the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion without disturbing anyone along the way. As a monk, the current Imperial Preceptor's Mansion was as transparent to him.
Even though there were three thousand troops stationed outside the mansion, they posed almost no threat to him.
Huang, who was sleeping in his clothes, also couldn't detect whether Feng Zheng had left, but according to his calculations, Feng Zheng would definitely leave.
In March, he believed that the people behind Feng Zheng would be unable to sit still and choose to exchange information with him.
This is a trial.
The only competition is to see who can't sit still until the end. Huang has enough confidence.
He vaguely felt that in later generations, the records about the apotheosis of gods might have actually happened, and the only thing that had changed was the authenticity of the gods.
Of course, the reason why it is March is because of Wei Yang's reform. As the Qin State Preceptor, he needs to protect Wei Yang and Ying Quliang.
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The lights of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion were all gone, and it fell into darkness. At this moment, the political hall was still brightly lit.
Ying Quliang looked solemn.
The military and political affairs of the Qin State were very different from those of the Shandong states. The Qin State did not have the position of prime minister, and if Wei Yang wanted to carry out reforms, he needed military and political support.
At least there must be the power of the military and government to grasp it.
Ying Quliang knew that his first priority was to establish Wei Yang's Zuoshu Changfu and put it into operation immediately.
He is the general regent of state affairs, just like the state ministers of the six kingdoms of Shandong.
After thinking about it, Ying Quliang felt that he must give Yu Wei Yang the power to open a government. Only if Zuo Shuchang opened a government to govern the country could the reform be effective.
When the prime minister opens a government, it means that the prime minister establishes a relatively independent authority with full power to handle the country's daily government affairs.
The monarch only retains military power, the power to appoint and remove officials, and the power to make major political decisions.
Since then, the national chariot has been driven by two horses instead of one horse, and the efficiency of governing the country and the vitality of the country have significantly increased.
However, Ying Quliang knew how difficult it was to achieve this. The Qin State had always been fighting on the horseback. The country's system was extremely simple, and the military and government were unified.
"Brother, I want Wei Yang to run the country as Zuo Shu, what do you think?" After a long silence, Ying Quliang said to Ying Qian who was standing aside.
"Your Majesty, are you planning to establish a minister?"
Ying Qian asked back, then fell silent. He knew very well that since the founding of Qin, only during the reign of Duke Mu, Baili Xi had been the prime minister. Apart from that, the word prime minister had never appeared in the official system of the Qin State.
"Your Majesty, the Qin State has never had a prime minister, and there has never been a precedent for a minister to independently establish a government to exercise power."
"Only Baili Xi during the reign of Mugong and Qianlong during the Gongfu period have a slight trace of Kaifu. If you do this, I'm afraid the government and the opposition will be dissatisfied."
Ying Quliang took a sip of hot wine and his tone became solemn: "Brother, Zhou Gongdan appeared in the Zhou Dynasty, formulated Zhou rites, actively moved closer to Shang, and finally replaced him."
"Today's Qin also lacks a Zhou Gongdan, and our official system in Qin is extremely backward compared to the countries in Shandong. I plan to use Wei Yang's reform to completely change this situation."
Ying Qian nodded. Although he had never been out of the Qin State, it did not mean that he was ignorant. He was more or less aware of the shortcomings of the Qin State.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to appoint a prime minister rashly. Now that Wei Yang is the chief of the Zuo Shu, he has no merits. I think it is better to let Wei Yang exercise the power of the prime minister as the chief of the Zuo Shu."
Ying Qian smiled and said to Ying Quliang, "In this way, we can also stop some people's mouths."
"Um."
Nodding slightly, Ying Quliang glanced at the sky and smiled: "Brother, it's getting late, so let's rest."
"Wait until tomorrow to gather together Supervisor Jing and others to discuss the matter of opening the mansion."
"good."
Ying Qian stood up and walked out of the political hall.
He supports Ying Quliang in all political decisions. What's more, Ying Qian also knows that today's Ying Quliang has not just ascended the throne.
He had the ability to rule Qin.
There was no words for a night. When the Jade Rabbit fled to the west and the Golden Crow rose, a new day arrived.
In the courtyard of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, Huang was standing still to warm himself up. His state of martial arts had been stagnant since he returned from the Mo family headquarters.
Dark Jin late stage.
Although such a state is powerful enough, he can dominate the army, establish supreme meritorious deeds, and win a prince for generations.
However, Huang knew that he was still very weak.
Especially compared to monks like Feng Zheng, now he has just started, but his attack power is stronger than the monks.
After all, national art is the art of killing.
Since its birth, it has existed for the purpose of killing.
The Tai Chi inner elixir breathing method operates, the sun rises, the purple energy comes from the east, and everything revives. This is the time of the day when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is most abundant.
Da Qin Longque took it and used the unknown sword technique. His sword moved forward indomitably.
Not far away, Feng Zheng stood with his eyes slightly narrowed. He could feel that Chu Huang was getting stronger, his physical body was full of energy and blood, and all the injuries he suffered at the Mo family headquarters were healed.
The vitality and blood are like a vast ocean, which is enough to show how strong Huang's physical body is. At this point, Feng Zheng is somewhat lacking. Of course, Huang's cultivation method cannot be copied.
A large amount of medicinal materials poured into the Sun Chamber of Commerce, and were then used by Huang for medicinal baths. Of course, compared to the consumption of Beichen and the three thousand cavalry, Huang was the one who consumed the most.
And this is also the reason why the aura on Huang's body has become stronger in less than half a month.
"Have you seen enough?"
Huang put away the knife.
He let out a breath and looked at Feng Zheng, who had been watching from a distance. It was taboo to peek at others practicing martial arts, so Huang looked at Feng Zheng.
If Feng Zheng couldn't give him a perfect answer, one day he would personally send Feng Zheng on his way.
Feng Zheng in the distance frowned. At that moment, he felt a weak but fierce murderous intention.
He knew that Huang was dissatisfied with him watching martial arts training openly, but he was very curious about Huang's training method.
For a moment, I couldn't control myself.
"I admire the master's advanced cultivation." Feng Zheng smiled and walked towards Huang.
As the saying goes, those who are skilled in art are bold.
Feng Zheng was absolutely sure to kill Huang. Even though he watched Huang practice martial arts and knew that Huang was angry, he still didn't care.
Because strong people never care about the noise of ants!
