"General Tu'an, Queen Tu'an, pay homage to the First Emperor of Qin, long live, long live, long live!"
Ying Zheng is sitting on the throne, a hundred steps away from Tu'an's delegation, but he has been practicing for a while and his ears and eyesight are sharp.
Seeing that General Tu'an had a bruised nose and swollen face, he was a little surprised: "General Jin, why is your face so swollen?"
When General Jin heard this, he was immediately filled with righteous indignation and pointed at Wang Qi, who was kneeling next to him: "Report to the First Emperor of Qin that this young general beat me at the gate of the palace. Please ask the First Emperor to make the decision for me."
"Oh?" Ying Zheng looked at Wang Qi. Apart from his clothes being a little messy, there were no wounds on his face. He seemed to have won the battle, and he was in a good mood.
"Wang Qi, do you know your sin?"
"Wei Chen is guilty!" Wang Qi was a little panicked, but he remained honest and did not defend himself.
This is what his grandfather taught him. If His Majesty says you are guilty, you are guilty. As a minister, if you don't take some of the blame, how can Your Majesty dare to use you?
Ying Zheng pondered for a moment: "Beating Tu'an during the season is against the etiquette of our Qin Dynasty. I will fine you one month's salary. Go down."
"promise!"
Hearing this punishment, General Jin was stunned. He immediately refused to accept it and shouted: "His Majesty the First Emperor!"
Ying Zheng ignored him and called to Manager Zhao next to him: "Call Concubine Li and tell her that her mother is here to see her."
"promise!"
Then Ying Zhengcai looked at the mission and asked, "Do you know why you are Tu'an's general?"
Although the two of them were a hundred steps away, the voice clearly reached General Jin's ears, and its majesty and majesty made his heart tremble.
General Jin thought for a while, then raised his head and faced Ying Zheng: "Because I am brave in battle, have superior force, and am good at war, the king appointed me as a general?"
Ying Zheng sat high on the throne, wearing a crown and black dragon uniform, with cold eyes and a huge pressure on his face.
"Because our army of Great Qin has not pointed at you Tu'an, so you are still a general!"
General Jin's breath stagnated, and he suddenly thought of the three thousand cavalry stationed in Tu'an, and the taller-than-human Jin Biao patrolling in the sky. As long as they take action today, no matter whether they succeed or not, tens of thousands of people in Tu'an may die.
Will live for more than three days.
Hearing this, the queen next to her began to tremble. When she really faced Ying Zheng, she realized that she didn't even have the courage to look at him. He was a demon who slaughtered cities and destroyed countries!
After staring at the two clowns for a while, Ying Zheng snorted coldly, turned around and left.
He has wasted too much of his time by being played with a small role and applauded.
In such a small place, you can destroy it easily, but you dare to participate in the game between great powers, and you don't even know how you are afraid of death.
"Empress Li Fei has arrived!" A eunuch shouted outside, and then Yu Shu hurried in. Seeing her mother who was still kneeling on the ground and shaking, she quickly stepped forward to hug her.
"Mother!"
Queen Tuan finally came to her senses, hugged her daughter and cried loudly.
I don’t know if it’s because I’m scared or because I miss my daughter too much.
...
On Xianyang City Street, Yi Xiaochuan's face was pale, his steps were sloppy, and he walked around the streets and alleys a few times in a daze. He had only been imprisoned for a few months, and he felt that this Da Qin was completely different from the Da Qin he knew well.
"The South Vietnamese business group is still short of ten guards. It requires strength of more than 100 kilograms. It requires familiarity with Cui Wenzi's edition of "Common Sense of Medicine". The salary is generous. The main commodities are glass, paper, and silk. They go to the mutual market area to trade grain."
"The Xiongnu merchant group is still short of twenty guards. They require a strength of one hundred and fifty kilograms. They need to exchange for cattle, sheep, horses, and furs. Those who are proficient in riding and archery will be given priority."
"The Royal Textile Factory in the south of the city is recruiting workers. There is a shortage of 200 women who are proficient in embroidery. They are required to be married with children and receive 300 copper coins per month. Soldiers and good men are given priority."
...
At present, the Qin Dynasty not only did not send troops to attack South Vietnam and the Xiongnu, but also opened a special trade market, exchanging cheap glazed paper and clothes for a large amount of beef, mutton, fur, and grain.
Those furs were traded back and processed into comfortable, gorgeous and smell-free clothing, plus glazed porcelain, and continued to be exchanged for beef, mutton, and grain.
Although the trade deficit caused by this technological crushing will temporarily make the lives of the South Vietnam and the Huns more and more comfortable, it will also have a consequence: many ordinary people can live a comfortable life just by farming and raising sheep.
.
If this goes on for a long time, who will still fight, and who will learn to ride, shoot and raise horses?
The more Yi Xiaochuan thought about it, the more chilled he became. He even thought of the foreign story about "sheep eating people".
There is a country abroad. Due to the sudden prosperity of the wool textile industry, the demand for wool has gradually increased, and the price of wool on the market has begun to rise sharply.
Profitable, some wealthy nobles began to invest in sheep farming. Raising sheep required large tracts of land and also harmed the grassland. The nobles would enclose the land.
For a time, the country was divided into patches of grassland by wooden fences, hedges, ditches and walls. The herdsmen who were driven out of their homes became homeless wanderers.
Yi Xiaochuan was suddenly a little scared, would Great Qin like this still fall? Five years? I'm afraid it won't fall even in fifty years.
Why, why did Da Qin, who was once obsessed with fighting, suddenly become like this? It's like the strong man who was originally obsessed with muscles secretly began to poison first, and then stabbed him in the back.
Even if Ying Zheng lives a little longer, Da Qin's version may expand to an unprecedented level.
The Qin Empire where the sun never sets?
Will the future I return to sixty years later still be the future I once had?
Walking, walking, suddenly his eyes darkened, and several people gathered around him. Yi Xiaochuan did not raise his head, but walked directly to the side, and then those people blocked him again.
"Brother Xiaochuan, the Xiang family needs your help!" the visitor said softly.
Yi Xiaochuan paused, recalling the oath he had made with Xiang Yu, and how in the end he voluntarily gave up his life to give himself a way to live, and was a little shaken. But he also thought of the unborn children in the Meng Mansion, and he didn't know what to do.
"News just came from the palace that the First Emperor personally named Concubine Li's daughter the Princess of Chang'an. Concubine Li immediately thanked His Majesty Long Live and burst into tears of gratitude." The visitor continued to reveal the news.
Yi Xiaochuan paused: "What can I do?"
...
At Xianyang Palace, at the gate of the city, Gao Yao was about to enter the palace. His shoulders sank, and Le Ye sat up.
"Meow~"
Too lazy to move, take me.
"Greetings, Your Majesty Tmall!"
With Le Ye here, he can just swipe his face, and Gao Yao does not need to take out his token to register and can directly enter the palace.
There was a distant sound coming from behind.
"Wow, I just saw Tmall. I'm going to bet on it tonight. I'm sure to kill everyone."
"Oh, what are you talking about? When the Tmall passed by just now, its tail swiped my armor. If I go back tonight and have a fight with my wife, I will definitely have a son!"
...
I don’t know since when the rumors about Tmall’s functions became more and more outrageous. If you see it, you will get good luck. If you encounter it, you will get good luck, and all your wishes will come true.
If a girl from any family is used as a horse, then a noble man will come to propose marriage the next day. This is a Tmall blessing. She is extremely valuable and will definitely have a prosperous husband.
While walking on the road, Gao Yao felt his shoulders were a little tired: "Master Le, why do I feel like you are a little heavier?"
"Meow wow!"
You are the one who is heavy! I drank too much water and am suffering from edema!
"It's true. Su Su told me in the morning that she couldn't breathe when you slept on top of her at night."
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
The guy who shoveled shit told me the same thing! You also pressed her so hard that she couldn't breathe.
"You're talking nonsense. Susu and I are so in love with each other! She also said that you had nothing to do to feed the fish. Now the fish in the pond at home taste like rice."
"Wow, wow, wow!"
Damn it, I'm just fishing.
...
One person and one cat quarreled all the way, and the eunuch leading the way almost laughed out loud. In the end, Yi Miao Le stretched out his paw and pressed Gao Yao's head to persuade him, and Gao Yao finally admitted that he was wrong.
"Wei Chen Hei Bingtai - Eagle Dog Lieutenant - Captain Gao Yao, pay homage to Your Majesty."
"No gift."
Notice how Gao Yao's shoulders look like Tmall is holding his front paws, looking angry behind his back. Ying Zheng is a little funny.
Occupying a high position and being alone, he could only talk to Tmall and have a heart-to-heart talk.
"Come on, Tmall, are you bored? You see, Hu Hai hasn't been serious about studying recently. He didn't finish his homework until early in the morning last night. Please help me teach him!" Ying Zheng said with a smile.
Miao Le's eyes lit up.
Hu Hai, who was still doing homework next to him, looked at his father on the high seat in disbelief:???
"Meow~" Miao Le waved her paws and shouted to Hu Hai.
What are you looking at, and you haven’t done your homework yet!
Hu Hai quickly lowered his head. This cat was not merciless when he moved his hands.
Ying Zheng smiled and looked at it for a while, then asked Gao Yao: "What's going on in Xianyang City recently?"
As an emperor, he definitely cannot have only one news channel, the Black Ice Platform, and the court. Now he can feel relieved if he adds a high official.
Among them, he pays more attention to Gao Yao's news, because with Tmall's character: lazy by nature, loves to eat and sleep, people who often stay with cats like this will naturally not have any ambitions.
Heibingtai's intelligence also told him that this high-ranking official didn't like to go out and make friends with powerful people, but his behavior at home was a bit strange, as if he saw his own shadow.
Is this how Tmall chooses its shit-eating officers?
Impossible, if you choose yourself, you must be wise, mighty, tall, majestic, and handsome.
"I would like to report to Your Majesty that all the rats and dogs in Xianyang City have been captured by our Eagle and Dog Lieutenant. Any deaths or conspiracies are under investigation.
So far: apart from the filth in some high-ranking households, there are two major events in the city.
1: Three days later, Xiang Yu and other conspirators will be beheaded in public. Those remnants of the Six Kingdoms are planning to kidnap Xiang Yu.
2: The Tuan envoy held detailed talks with the barbarians, and it is suspected that they want to assassinate Your Majesty."
Hearing this, Ying Zheng smiled and thought it was a bit interesting.
"Since they want to rob, let them rob, let Jin Liu follow, and whoever takes in the traitor will have his house ransacked."
"promise!"
"As for Tu'an~" Ying Zheng thought of the woman who had brought him happiness for several months and sighed: "I will handle it myself."
"promise!"
After a moment of pause, Ying Zheng continued to ask: "How is the Wolf Guard training?"
"There are currently more than four hundred Wolf Guards, one hundred of whom are patrolling Xianyang City; two hundred have been sent to South Vietnam, under the command of General Meng Tian, and the last hundred or so are in the north, pursuing other wolf packs to expand the Wolf Guard." Gao Yao.
I am very familiar with these data, and it is obvious that I did not fish during these days.
...
The monarch and his ministers chatted for a long time before Gao Yao retreated. Then, under Hu Hai's eager eyes, Le Ye also finally slipped away.
"Great!"
Then Ying Zheng took out a bamboo whip and beat him again.
After all, the intelligence system has finally been perfected, and I am in a good mood, just in time to give my son a good beating!
When Hu Hai was led away in tears, his personal secretary, Zhongshu Ling, Manager Zhao came in, knelt down and stopped talking.
Ying Zheng casually grabbed a handful of the bucket of Yuan-building pills that Gao Yao had just brought over, and threw them into his mouth one by one: "Say."
Manager Zhao said cautiously: "Your Majesty, do you think too highly of Captain Gao? The guard sergeant at the city gate reported that Captain Gao didn't even bother to register when he entered the palace with Tmall on his shoulders."
"Do you know why I re-employ Gao Yao?" Ying Zheng looked straight at the people in the hall.
Manager Zhao suddenly felt the pressure and kowtowed even lower: "I don't know."
"Because only the whitest paper can write the most beautiful articles. Manager Zhao, do the calligraphy and paintings Mr. Fusu gave you the day before yesterday look good?" Ying Zheng asked with a smile.
After hearing this, Mr. Zhao paused, and the sweat on his forehead was like rain: "Slave, slave, I'm guilty!"
"What's wrong with you? You're right! Go down and do your own thing from now on!" Ying Zheng waved his hand.
After all, he is a close subordinate and can be trusted, but he is a slave after all, and he dare not refuse Master Fusu's kindness. Who knows whether the future Great Qin will belong to Fusu.
"Your Majesty!" Manager Zhao looked up, his face turned pale with fright.
"Go down!" Ying Zheng said in a deep voice.
Manager Zhao's whole body trembled and his voice trembled: "No!" Then he stood up and left tremblingly.
Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. At this moment, he deeply understood this sentence.
Since Tmall settled in Xianyang Palace, His Majesty has not been angry for a long time. He thought His Majesty was old.
...
On the throne, Ying Zheng thought of Fusu and felt a little depressed.
Although this son is good, he has great problems with corrupt Confucianism. He is indecisive, kind-hearted, righteous and loyal.
But he may not know that as an emperor, these excellent qualities have always been requirements for his subordinates and civilians.
Why do history books promote these excellent qualities? Because those in power need these loyal and righteous people. Only with more of these people can the world be stable and orderly.
Standing in front of the window, Ying Zheng looked out at the garden outside the window. He still remembered asking his father: "Why do some of those wise and capable people die very young?"
His father asked him: "If you were to pick a flower in the garden, which one would you pick?"
My younger self replied firmly: "I will definitely pick the ugliest one. I don't allow useless flowers in my garden."
At that time, my father laughed loudly after hearing this.
But as for Fusu, he said that every flower has its own value, and there is no need to pick any of them.
How can such a person become an emperor? Benevolence and righteousness are the last things an emperor needs!
"If you have the chance, send Fusu to the north and let him see the cruelty and ruthlessness of war. Hu people and Huns, I hope you can play a role!" Ying Zheng murmured to himself.
Although with Tmall's help, his life may be very long, but he still hopes that his son will become a talented person.
The earth is so big, with seven states and four seas, how big is the Qin Dynasty? There is always a place for sons to show their talents.
If that's not enough, isn't there something beyond the Earth?
