The early morning sunlight from Dingyang shines into the meeting hall.

Half a bowl of millet porridge was placed on the tables. Ziying had no expression on his face and drew the terrain of the Huns in the north on the map of Qin from his memory.

Wei Liao pushed the door open and walked in. When he saw Ziying's movements, his slender eyes felt a little unbearable.

Wei Liao sighed secretly and broke the silence, "Shouldn't King Qin send troops to Nanzheng today? Why are you still here?"

"The order of Xianyang is still in Yongdi, and I have sent someone to inform him that he has passed." Ziying said calmly.

"He, the Xianyang Order, is suspected of borrowing his father's name, so he should be given some military exploits." Wei Liao nodded.

Ziying shook his head slightly and turned to ask Wei Liao, "Is there any news about King Bao of Wei sending an envoy these days?"

Ziying's tone suddenly sounded strong. Wei Liao felt a little uncomfortable, but he could only endure it. It was exactly the way of kingship that he taught Ziying last night.

Wei Liao shook his head and said, "Wei Wangbao wanted to win over Henan Wang Shenyang, but he had no intention of attacking. On the contrary, only the isolated city of Yangzhai in Hancheng was attacked."

"Short-sighted." Ziying sneered, "Changshan has been destroyed, and Henan is destined to be annexed. If King Bao of Wei doesn't take action, someone will send troops."

"The King of Qin is talking about Chu and Jiujiang? I guess they don't know."

"It's Bashu."

"Bashu?" Wei Liao frowned. Bashu and Henan are not bordering each other. I wonder how Ziying could consider going there.

Ziying didn't answer, but pointed directly at the upper reaches of the Yangtze River.

When he was looking at the map last night, he discovered that there was a place that he had overlooked - the nine counties of Jingxiang in later generations.

During the Three Kingdoms period, the two places Shu wanted most were Hanzhong and Jingzhou.

After getting Hanzhong, he could go north to attack Cao Wei, but this was a bad idea. Going out of the mountain would be difficult. After learning the lesson of "building plank roads in the open, and visiting Chencang in secret", Zhuge Liang left Qishan six times and died of exhaustion.

Jingzhou is the best strategy. There are Daba Mountain, Tongbai Mountain, and Dabie Mountain as natural dangers, which isolate the north and south, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. The terrain in the middle is flat, and rice is harvested twice a year, which is more than enough to raise troops. The offense and defense are mine, and I have the nine counties of Jingxiang and Xiangzhou, which is quite good.

Yu got the right to conquer the world.

But now this power is in the hands of Linjiang King Gongao.

"The King of Qin is also worried about this place?" Wei Liao stroked his white beard and said, "If it were any other monarch, Bashu would never dare to think of this idea. However, King Linjiang Gong'ao has been ill for a long time and is unable to govern the country."

He originally wanted to inform Ziying of this step, but with Ziying's current strength, he had no time to take it into consideration.

"He can live for at most two years, but Lu Pheasant will not wait until he is dead before taking action. If there is chaos in Linjiang, Bashu will come out," Ziying said.

"If Linjiang Kingdom is captured, the next step is Henan Kingdom." Wei Liao said, "If Bashu uses this as a strategy, there is no need to take the risk of raiding Nanzheng."

"Liu Bang's people will definitely think of this." Ziying said firmly.

"So, Xianyang Order's trip is not to stop Bashu?"

Ziying nodded, "Hanzhong is the granary of the Qin Dynasty. This time I asked the Xianyang order to train troops in the fields to prepare for future use. Even if Lu Pheasant falls into the trap and makes a fool of himself to attack, we can easily resist it."

"I admire you." Wei Liao cupped his hands and sighed, how thoughtful Ziying was.

There was a wry smile on Ziying's lips, "These few people thought about it last night, but they never imagined where Mrs. Hu is."

Wei Liao felt sad and didn't know how to answer. He lowered his head and looked at the ink marks on the map. There were many places in the northern desert marked with ink marks on quilts, as if he was trying to guess where Xu Lianti was at this moment.

Ziying frowned, picked up the silk cloth and wiped the Manchester City mark on his head.

"If Mao Dun was cruel, he would never let Mrs. Hu die in Manchester City, not here..."

"Why would the King of Qin bother with an unfavored palace servant?!" Wei Liao sighed.

Xu Lianti was not favored on the one hand and was a barbarian on the other. Wei Liao asked from Yang Chen's mouth that Xu Lianti was not happy even though she was pregnant and had a baby.

Due to various reasons, Wei Liao sent Xu Lianti away because he was afraid that Ziying would be careless and careless. But in the end, this plan turned out to be serious...

"I don't know that she is pregnant and still wants to go back to be a Chanyu. It's really...sigh."

Ziying once thought that it was just the king's possessiveness that caused the problem, or maybe it was his compassion for Xu Lianti's death.

But besides that, there was something else. Otherwise, the image of Xu Lianti begging him to leave her alone wouldn't have always appeared in his mind last night.

Wei Liao slowly said, "Actually, Madam..."

"What did Mr. Wei Liao say?" Ziying raised his head and asked.

"It's nothing." Wei Liao concealed it, "I am saying that since the king guesses that Lu Pheasant will not raid Hanzhong, there is no need to keep Yueyang's spies."

"That's right, you can't let me keep pretending to be dead just to deceive him." Ziying threw down the brush, "But let them act in Yueyang. I would like to see how Lu Qijiang performs."

"I would also like to see who King Qin chooses as general Yang Qi." Wei Liao replied.

Ziying sneered secretly, Wei Liao didn't stay for this reason.

Wei Liao's trip was said to be to help him fight against the Huns, and it was Wei Liao who arranged Maodun's retreat.

Now that the Huns have retreated, Wei Liao, who had long been disappointed with the Qin Dynasty, kept helping him with suggestions. Perhaps he just wanted to stay by his side and slowly study Ziying's secrets.

"Mr. Wei Liao, what do you want to talk to me about?" Ziying asked, staring into Wei Liao's eyes.

Wei Liao was slightly stunned, not sure what Ziying meant.

"King Qin, calm down." Wei Liao narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head and cupped his hands and said, "The private transfer of Qin's disciples was forced by the situation. If there is no special permission in the future, I will never get involved."

"I have no doubts about employing people. Since the establishment of Qin disciples was my husband's suggestion back then, it is not a bad idea to transfer them." Ziying said with a smile, "Today's Qin disciples are somewhat older, and I still need your husband to select and train new Qin disciples."

"The King of Qin is so polite, I agree." Wei Liao replied.
Chapter completed!