Ying Gao stood on the chariot, smiling broadly, looking at the happy-looking people, and a flash of clarity flashed across his eyes. This was the Great Qin, a Great Qin that had a deep understanding of the rule of law.
After a period of silence and confusion, an astonishing cheer suddenly broke out.
"Long live Shang Jun, long live Qin Fa..."
Suddenly, such a strange scene appeared above the south gate of Xianyang City. The large white characters hanging from the wall, saying "One word is worth a thousand pieces of gold," are still in my ears.
In front of the white cloth, a stone statue of Shang Jun, which is about the same height as the city wall of Xianyang Royal City, stands majestically. Shang Jun's sword of Qin Dynasty shines with an icy cold light.
Although it is a stone statue, it has a sense of majesty and majesty, as if it is the manifestation of the Dharma God, and its power is as powerful as a prison.
Around the stone statue, the people of the old Qin state cheered, long live Lord Shang, long live Qin Fa. For a time, no one focused on "Lu's Spring and Autumn" anymore, nor did they care about a word of gold.
Standing on the chariot, Ying Gao felt the simplicity and kindness of the old Qin people and the earth-shattering cheers, and the smile on his lips grew stronger.
No matter what, this time, Lu Buwei was a little less coquettish.
Ying Gao looked straight at the white-haired old man in the crowd with bright eyes, a look of solemnity flashed deep in his eyes, and his lips moved slightly: "Marquis Wenxin, please give me some advice!"
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"Back!"
"promise."
Nodding in agreement, the driver shook the horse's reins lightly, and the chariot rumbled back.
Watching the car drive away, Lu Buwei's eyes flashed coldly, and his eyes became sharp in vain: "You are underestimating me if you use a dead man to crush me. Your Majesty."
"If Lord Shang comes back to life, I may still be afraid of it, but what can a stone statue do to me?"
A look of solemnity flashed deep in Lu Buwei's eyes. Although he didn't care about the stone statue of Shang Jun, he also knew that Qin Wangzheng had taken action, and he should treat it with caution.
To this day, he does not dare to underestimate Qin Wangzheng.
Lu Buwei turned to the diners and ordered, "Don't worry about the stone statue of Lord Shang. Continue to guard it, take care of the onlookers, and promote the idea that a master can be worth a thousand pieces of gold."
"promise."
At Lu Buwei's order, the guests set up tents in front of "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" and took turns to be on duty. They still rushed back and forth, ignoring the huge stone statue of Lord Shang and the guarding soldiers as if they were nothing.
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"Your Majesty, the Third Young Master ordered the erection of a stone statue of Lord Shang at the south gate of Xianyang, and even sent soldiers to guard it..."
Zhao Gao's eyes flashed and he continued, "However, Marquis Wenxin didn't pay attention. Marquis Wenxin's retainers set up tents at the south gate and took turns to be on duty. They praised each other as a master and a thousand pieces of gold."
"Turn a blind eye to the huge stone statue of Lord Shang and the guarding soldiers..."
"Hahaha……"
Upon hearing Zhao Gao's report, Qin Wangzheng laughed loudly and said in a happy mood: "Little Gaozi, continue to pay attention to the fighting between the old and the young. I want to see whether it is the young master who is more skillful or the Marquis Wenxin who is more brilliant!"
"promise."
Seeing that Zhao Gao was about to leave, Qin Wangzheng thought for a while and said, "Tell Meng Tian to give support to Young Master Gao!"
"But major events are under his control, and there must be no big changes in this matter!"
"I understand!"
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After Zhao Gao left, Qin Wangzheng stood up calmly, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He had a little more expectation for the battle between Ying Gao and Lu Buwei.
He was very satisfied with Ying Gao's choice of the stone statue of Shang Jun. After all, this was the only way to suppress "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" with the help of people's support.
After all, Shang Jun's method has existed in the Qin Dynasty for hundreds of years. It has long been ingrained and integrated into the bone marrow of the old Qin people, and can no longer be eliminated.
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"Third Young Master, your methods don't seem to have much effect. Three days have passed, and the matter at the South Gate is still..." Meng Tian looked at Ying Gao who was drinking tea and said.
Hearing this, the smile on Ying Gao's face became brighter and brighter, and he put down the tea cup in his hand: "General Meng, you have to eat your food one bite at a time, and you have to walk the road step by step!"
"What's more, Marquis Wenxin wants to fight. He is the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, and he has Wenxin Academy as his backing. Unlike me, I only have one person..."
"Third Young Master, just say what you want, why do you have to be so pretentious!" Meng Tian said helplessly as he rolled his eyes at Ying Gao.
He thinks this guy is like a fly, as long as it touches you, it will buzz around you.
"This is what you said, General Meng!" Ying Gao drank all the tea in the tea cup and smiled at Meng Tian: "Well, General Meng, I need to temporarily take over the Xianyang Order!"
Seeing Meng Tian's face change slightly, Ying Gao smiled awkwardly: "Well, General Meng, it only takes one day, just one day!"
Hearing this, Meng Tian was about to explode with anger. An eight-year-old boy openly wanted the Xianyang Order. He was really bold.
Just thinking of Qin Wangzheng's oral instructions from Zhao Gao in the morning, Meng Tian felt helpless and took a deep look at Ying Gao. He could not imagine why Qin Wangzheng treated Ying Gao differently.
"good!"
Meng Tian looked directly at Ying Gao and said, "I can give you the authority of the Xianyang Order for one day, but I want to see substantial results."
"General Meng, haste makes waste. As a military expert, don't you even know this?" Ying Gao took a deep look at Meng Tian and said to himself.
Originally, Ying Gao wanted to say, do you need me to teach you this, but he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips.
He is not a good-for-nothing, nor does he have a second-rate problem. He doesn't want to drift away from Meng Tian because of impulse.
Seeing the bright smile on Ying Gao's face, and matching the tone of Ying Gao's words, Meng Tian's face turned hot, and a trace of embarrassment quickly spread.
Seeing Meng Tian's silence, Ying Gao suddenly stood up and said: "Captain, I have a mission for you."
"Please give me your instructions, Third Young Master!" Xianyang Captain stood up solemnly and said to Ying Gao.
"Um."
Ying Gao nodded slightly, looked at Meng Tian's sword on the long desk, and said: "Take this sword, lead a team of people outside the south gate, and circle the chariot and horse racing field for me."
"Build me a wall ten feet high along the horse racing field, and leave a team of people to guard it. Only the Chinese people were allowed to watch from outside the wall."
"promise."
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The Commander-in-Chief of Xianyang paused and said to Ying Gao: "Third Young Master, what should we do if Marquis Wenxin's retainers stop us?"
"Crack!"
The tea cup in his hand slapped the long case hard, Ying Gao looked directly at the Xianyang Captain with bright eyes, and said word by word: "Qin's law is clear, it hangs high above the country's gate, why do you hesitate?
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"Anyone who dares to stop them will be captured and handed over to the Xianyang Lingfu!"
Having said this, Ying Gao smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I will be in the Xianyang Lingguan Mansion today. Anyone who commits a crime will not be spared and will be punished according to the heaviest punishment under Qin law!"
"promise."
This is Ying Gao's ruthlessness!
The reason why he wanted the power of Xianyang Order was just for this moment.