The main hall!

Marquis Xing Yue's eyes were cold, and he looked at everyone, and said lightly, "Maybe we can write to His Majesty the First Emperor."

"After all, in the court, His Majesty the First Emperor has not made any statement, and there is still room for improvement."

"Or maybe we agreed on the surface but did not send troops secretly and disobeyed people. Could it be that the eighth son can still use the strong?"

Everyone frowned slightly when they heard this, but then nodded again, showing a serious and serious look on their faces.

"This is also possible, but since Your Majesty has not refused, he may be acquiesce."

"But no matter what, I will do these things first and prepare them both."

"On the one hand, I wrote to His Majesty the First Emperor, but on the other hand, I refused to send troops."

"Yes, yes!"

But at this moment.

Someone spoke.

The person who spoke was Shengyun Hou, another Marquis of Che of the Great Qin Empire.

"Why would you let Zhuoqing decide?"

Zhuoqinghou.

Among the top ranks among the King of Chehous in the Great Qin Empire, there were 9,000 households in the fief.

Only one thousand households are separated, and you can be called ten thousand households!

However, Zhuo Qinghou did not come to the party.

"Can!"

"I agree!"

"I'm fine, either."

Marquis of Xingyue, Marquis of Guangping and Marquis of Fengqing Jiang Xingsheng nodded in agreement.

After all, that person is the real boss!

Sheng Yunhou smiled faintly, but he knew that Zhuoqing Hou had more than a large fortune and the greatest identity.

There is an old ancestor on the other side who is waiting for Zhuoqing Marquis, who is one of the most powerful generals in the Great Qin Empire!

Now Lao Zhuoqing Hou is still alive and extremely powerful. This matter can also make the old antique take over.

The other party has lived for hundreds of years and has never seen anything.

The Marquis of Xingyue took the pen and wrote the words in a slew manner.

Everyone signed the letters, but they were preparing to write to the letter to Zhuoqing Hou to decide what to do.

Then he sent his confidant to send it over.

Zhuoqing Hou Mansion!

This generation of Zhuoqing Hou Yan Yunxin sat in the study and opened the letter with a smile.

Zhuoqing Hou Yan Yunxin's eyes were locked on the above content and read it quickly.

call!

As the true energy moves, a flame rises from the palm of your hand, burning the letters instantly.

Zhuoqing Hou Yan Yunxin showed a contemptuous smile on his face and said slowly: "This eighth young master is using a good strategy."

"However, if you are not careful, you will die!"

Speaking of this, a cold murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Zhuoqing Hou Yan Yunxin.

Just at this moment.

A burly figure emerged.

With a beard and beard, a scar on the side of his face, his body is full of evil spirits, and he is General Xingluo!

But what is puzzling is that the broken arm has long been restored.

"Mr. Marquis!"

General Xingluo bowed respectfully.

Zhuoqing Hou Yan Yunxin smiled faintly and asked, "How about this robotic arm?"

General Xingluo stretched out his broken arm when he heard this.

He clamped his fists slightly and moved freely, like an arm instructing him, like a real flesh and blood arm.

"I feel that I can use it freely, even stronger than before!"

General Xingluo spoke.

Zhuoqing Hou Yan Yunxin nodded slightly and ordered in a deep voice: "Be careful not to expose your identity, so as not to be noticed by the Eighth Prince."

"promise!"

General Xingluo responded, then his face became serious, and then asked, "Your Highness the Eighth Prince intends to retrieve private soldiers from the vassal of the Marquis and Sir Qing. How should we deal with it?"

Zhuoqing Hou Yan Yunxin looked calm, looked to the side, and chuckled softly: "What does the ancestor think should be?"

General Xingluo heard this and exclaimed: "The old marquis is here too, is his injury recovering?"

"Um!"

A faint voice sounded.

A figure walked out, although it was a little short, but it was extremely majestic.

It is the previous generation of Zhuoqinghou!

Old Zhuoqing Hou said in a deep voice: "Of course, we will take the marquis of the world to deal with it. Let's see if Your Majesty still indulge him!"

After a few days.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion.

The bad guy came to pay a visit and reported respectfully: "Young Master, the medicinal wine is now being brewed from the Shaofu, and 30,000 jars have been made."

"Fifty thousand sets of wrist guards, elbow guards and other protective gears have also been made."

“In addition, there is…”

Ying Ziye nodded slightly and said lightly: "I already know, go down and rest for a while."

"promise!"

The bad guy said respectfully.

at the same time.

Xiao He also came to report with the account book and said respectfully: "Young Master, this is the tax situation in recent days."

"Um!"

Ying Ziye took the account book and checked it, nodded slightly to express his approval, and ordered: "I am interested in letting you be responsible for purchasing a batch of grain to transport it to the southern Xinjiang region to transport grain to the army."

"If this matter is done well, it will be a credit. Only in this way can one consolidate one's own status. How about it?"

Like Han Xin, he prevented the enemy from sending reinforcements and food, defeated Nanyue, and obtained military merits.

It is precisely because of this that Han Xin was recognized by military giants such as Meng Tian and Wang Jian, as well as cultural relics officials.

"I am willing to accept the order!"

Xiao He looked solemn and bowed his hands.

"Young Master!"

Xiahou Ying rushed over and bowed and said, "Mr. Gongshu Qiu is looking for you."

"oh?!"

Ying Ziye showed an interesting smile.

Then he took people out of the palace and headed out of Xianyang City.

Outside Xianyang City.

A hundred miles away.

Outside the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

An unknown place that was originally extremely secret is now in the valley named Xuanyong by Ying Ziye.

Gongshu Qiu Zheng and Jianjiu were sitting opposite a stream, raising their glasses and drinking.

There were several huge mechanical puppets standing beside them.

When they saw Ying Ziye coming, they respectfully bowed: "Young Master!"

"Um!"
To be continued...