In Fengming, autumn is in the air. It has rained heavily for seven or eight days in a row, and the scorching heat has been swept away.
As early as ten days ago, the good news came back to China.
Both inside and outside the capital began to be busy and busy with decorations, with lanterns and colorful decorations, flowers and willows, and red carpets paving the floor.
Stages several meters high were set up on both sides of the road, and operas were sung day and night to celebrate the crown prince's triumphant return to the Fengming Kingdom after opening up territory for the Fengming Kingdom.
Inside and outside the palace, there was even more joy.[
The royal guards, with their chests held high and their heads held high, walked neatly along the moat, looking proud.
In the morning, Qin Zhaotian, who was glowing with compliments from the civil and military officials, walked to the imperial study with light steps.
After receiving the good news, he has been in a state of floating in the clouds. Every day he wakes up, he has an extremely unreal feeling.
Snow Country, won?
From then on, all those thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and magnificent scenery belonged to Fengming Country?
He originally thought that this immortal achievement would be completed by Qin Shi a hundred years after him.
Unexpectedly, really unexpectedly, just five years later, he would be able to witness this grand event with his own eyes.
As an emperor, he already possesses all the most precious things in the world.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all of the best,
Life and death, supreme power.
There are very few things that can make him get carried away and unable to contain his joy.
But his most proud son made him become the most outstanding emperor in the history of Fengming Kingdom during his lifetime, and he will be recorded in the annals of history forever.
One day, at the end of his life, he will go underground and face his ancestors. This glory alone will be enough for Qin Zhaotian to shine for a while.
Thinking of this, Qin Zhaotian couldn't help but hum a little tune. He didn't even bother to sit in the imperial chariot and passed through the imperial garden.