('Zhao Gao walked in from the door. Behind him were two young eunuchs, each holding a bronze cup filled with fine wine.
"Your Majesty," Zhao Gao reminded carefully when he saw Ying Zheng frowning and looking at the bamboo slips in his hand.
Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips in his hand, looked at the bronze cups held by the two young eunuchs, and said to Zhao Gao, "Show Governor Li the poison."
"Old slave, I obey." Zhao Gao responded, then took out a silk scarf from his sleeve and placed it on the ground. He carefully took the bronze cup from one of the young eunuchs and poured it into the silk scarf.
As soon as the clear wine came into contact with the silk scarf, bursts of green smoke instantly appeared, and the originally white and flawless silk scarf was suddenly corroded into riddled with holes.
Zhao Gao's eyelids twitched and he was a little frightened. Although he already knew that it was highly toxic, he still felt frightened when he saw it.
Ying Zheng was also speechless for a while, but his face did not change much. He looked at Li Changqing and said, "How is it? Do you still want to die now?"
Li Changqing was shocked before, but he quickly suppressed the fear in his heart and said calmly: "If you want me to die, if I have to die, it all depends on your Majesty's discretion."
"In this case, I will grant you death." Ying Zheng said coldly with a hint of frost on his face.
"Your Majesty." Meng Yi was a little anxious on the side, but he didn't dare to go against His Majesty's wishes and shouted in a panic.
Ying Zheng made a silent gesture towards Meng Yi and said, "General Meng, there is no need to say more."
Meng Yi looked at Ying Zheng's cold face and immediately dared not say anything. He could only stand there and look at Li Changqing's helpless expression.
"Your Majesty, Li Changqing, thanks you for your kindness." Li Changqing took the bronze cup from the young eunuch and looked at the wine in the bronze cup. His heart was very complicated. He had no other choice but to gamble.
If His Majesty really wanted him to die, he would have to die. Although he was unwilling to die like this, in order to better display his talents and ambitions, he had no way out, and he drove himself to a dead end.
Li Changqing held the bronze cup, filled with emotions in his heart, and suddenly said loudly.
The sky is blue, the day is wandering, and people are singing wildly under the Qingyun Mountain.
The land is vast, the nights are desolate, and the valleys are filled with music.
Climb the cloud mountains, cross the fog sea, travel around the world and see the mountains and rivers,
Observe the stars, admire the sun and moon, and discuss the world of heaven with knowledge of the past and present.
The ancient gods of war, today's literary immortals, and romantic figures are all in vain.
Discussing the past and the present, sighing at the gods, all the heroes of the past and present have disappeared.
When troubled times arise, heroes emerge, and the heroes of troubled times stain the sky with blood.
Emperor Qin appeared, the heaven and earth changed, and he swept through the eight desolate countries.
As soon as Li Changqing finished speaking, he drank the poisonous wine from the bronze cup in his hand, threw the bronze cup on the ground, closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.
But after a long time, he no longer felt anything in his stomach. Li Changqing opened his eyes, feeling a little confused.
There was a trace of amusement on the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth: "Don't you feel it?"
"Your Majesty, this..." Li Changqing said somewhat dumbly.
"Haha, I still don't understand. This is indeed wine, but it's not poisonous." Ying Zheng laughed loudly.
"Your Majesty, Li Changqing, would like to thank you for your kindness." Li Changqing knelt down excitedly and said with tears of gratitude. He was not a fool, and of course he didn't want to die. It's just that life is a gamble. If you don't dare to gamble, you can only stay where you are. If you win,
It will definitely soar into the sky.
"Changqing is really courageous and quick-thinking!" Ying Zheng pointed out. He believed that Li Changqing understood because he was a smart person.
"How can my humble tricks be hidden from His Majesty's discerning eyes? I am guilty." Li Changqing was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal in an instant, knelt on the ground and bowed to Ying Zheng.
"As long as you have real talent and knowledge, you will definitely have a place among the three officials and nine ministers. If you are greedy for career advancement, you will die." Although Ying Zheng said it lightly, his tone was very cold and indifferent.
"Thank you for your majesty's appreciation. I will definitely live up to your majesty's love." Li Changqing was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed again. He was confident and naturally did not worry about his majesty's beating from behind.
"Well, get up!" Ying Zheng said calmly. Meng Yi, who was beside him, looked confused. After thinking about it, he finally understood the trick. The worry on his face instantly turned into a golden smile.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Li Changqing bowed and stood up, with a reserved expression. Being arrogant and favored can be fatal. He deeply understood the key points, so he was naturally cautious, for fear of making His Majesty dissatisfied, and all his efforts would be wasted.
"Who is the Ancient God of War I just heard you talking about?" Ying Zheng asked curiously.
"Reporting to your majesty, it is my family's opinion that the ancient god of war is none other than Chi You." Li Changqing said very seriously.
"Oh?" Ying Zheng was a little surprised. He thought it was Bai Qi, the God of Death, but it turned out to be Chi You. He was very curious.
"Then who is Jin Wenxian?" Although Ying Zheng was a little confused, as the king of a country, he should maintain his own image, and he always reminded himself of this.
Liu Changqing made an instant decision in his mind and said to Ying Zheng: "Xunzi, the sage of law." He said this answer after careful consideration. Originally, he wanted to say it was Confucius, the sage of Confucianism, but knowing that your majesty respects legalism and hates Confucianism, he can only
I can obey His Majesty's wishes, but the Dharma Saint Xunzi is indeed talented and does not disgrace the evaluation of the Literary Immortal.
"Oh? Is it Master Xunzi, the master of Li Si and Han Feizi?" Ying Zheng was very surprised. After all, Confucianism has influenced China for more than two thousand years and has far-reaching significance.
"Your Majesty, it is Prime Minister Li's master, Master Xunzi." Li Changqing said respectfully.
"Yes." Ying Zheng nodded. He also admired Xunzi very much. Legalism has its unique features, and Confucianism also has its wonderful features. Both of them cannot be criticized.
"Meng Yi, where are the enemy troops now?" Ying Zheng lost his curiosity and looked at Meng Yi and asked.
"Reporting to your majesty, they are just a group of bandits, plundering everywhere, and now eighteen counties in Liaodong have fallen into the hands of the enemy and fourteen counties." Meng Yi showed a trace of disdain on his face, without any sign of solemnity.
"What's the strategy?" Ying Zheng pondered for a while and asked. He is really not an expert in fighting, so naturally he cannot act arbitrarily.
"Your Majesty, I have decided on a strategy. Please make your own decision. Although the enemy army has a hundred thousand troops, it is a mob. The military discipline is disordered and cannot march in an army. The majority of the infantry are infantry and the cavalry can be ignored. We, the Great Qin Dynasty, have elite soldiers in iron armor, strong bows and hard crossbows.
, I only need to lead 50,000 cavalry to completely destroy it, but in order to avoid any fish caught in the net, when General Wang Ben's 150,000 infantry troops arrive tomorrow, they can set up an ambush in the Zhi area and annihilate them all." Meng Yi faced Ying.
Give up the government and respect the Tao.
"Hmm? Then follow what General Meng said." Ying Zheng thought about it carefully. He didn't understand the specific matters, so he simply ignored it and just cheered up the soldiers in the rear. He was not a god, nor was he a god.
Almighty, he is indeed an amateur at marching and fighting.
The next day, in the early morning, the sound of trumpets and drums sounded loudly outside Xiangping City. A densely packed army of soldiers stood neatly as far as the eye could see, divided into many square formations. The 50,000-person cavalry square formation at the front was armed with several meters long spears and was very powerful.
Immediately afterwards, infantry phalanxes of ten thousand people were holding different weapons. In the center, huge crossbow carts and soldiers carrying crossbows stood proudly. Looking across a black ocean, Ying Zheng stood on the tower and for the first time
Seeing such a lineup, his blood boiled with enthusiasm, and a feeling of pointing out who should be the best for him emerged deep in his heart.