Chapter 184 Has Your Majesty Forgot Who Won Your Throne?
Meng Yi was startled.
Meng Ao's reaction was beyond his imagination.
It was past Chou hour, which was past two o'clock in the morning.
It was too urgent to go to Xianyang Palace to find the First Emperor at this time.
"Big Father, Big Father."
Meng Yi grabbed Meng Ao's arm and urged in a hurry: "It's too late."
The veteran pulled out his arm, an angry look on his face, and cursed loudly while dressing.
"Too late, so many times during my wars I attacked at night. I should have thrown you on the battlefield and stayed there for a few more years. You are not as good as that brat named Zhao Kuo in the Changping Battle!"
"Father, Your Majesty should go to bed and wait until dawn before going back."
"The urgent military situation has arrived. If the commander is asleep, can we report it to the commander tomorrow? Soldiers are very quick, and it is urgent. We can't wait!"
Meng Yi was helpless.
Knowing that he could not stop his eldest father, he could only ask his servants to prepare the carriage and horses. After a while, he followed Meng Ao into the palace to meet the First Emperor.
This is the internal history of Meng Yi in charge of Xianyang affairs, and all city defense troops were under Meng Yi's jurisdiction.
Just change someone else.
Even if Li Si and Wang Wan, as prime ministers, want to go out in a big way during the curfew, it will be troublesome.
A servant brought the Meng Ao battle armor. The armor was covered with numerous cuts and scars from weapons. It looked like it had been in battle for a long time.
"Uncle, please enter the palace as soon as you enter the palace. Maybe you don't need to wear this armor?"
Meng Yi advised.
War armor is something worn on the battlefield. It is disrespectful to the First Emperor to see him wearing a war armor when entering the palace.
Although I haven’t worn armor for a long time.
But there was nothing strange about Meng Ao when he dressed up. He dressed neatly and skillfully. This was already a muscle memory.
Then he grabbed the Qin sword hanging on the wall and pinned it to his waist. Meng Ao was extremely angry and glared at Meng Yi fiercely.
"I'm going to wear this to see His Majesty. You're too busy, don't follow me into the palace!"
You don't have much to do with old age, but you have a lot to do with old age.
I won't follow you into the palace, but what if you keep calling your Majesty a bird?
Meng Yi believed that his eldest father could definitely do such a thing, and Meng Ao was so anxious that everyone would scold him.
Meng Yi just didn't respond, but he didn't dare to say any more words.
Seeing that Meng Yi was no longer nagging, Meng Ao stopped yelling and scolding and getting angry.
Wearing armor and holding a sword.
I staggered out of the house.
This momentum is still the same momentum as on the battlefield back then.
But this body is no longer the body on the battlefield.
"You three, follow me into the palace!"
Meng Yi ordered three city defense troops and followed Meng Ao out of the house.
This night.
Xianyang City under curfew.
Countless horse-drawn carriages were galloping on the galloping road, and the rumbling sound covered the night, breaking the silence of the curfew.
Residents in several streets heard the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground.
Night curfew, if there is the sound of galloping horses in Xianyang City, it should be an urgent matter.
Most of the people didn't care what happened. They just felt that the sound of horse hooves and carriages was extremely noisy and disturbed their sleep.
No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with them.
But if they don't sleep well, have no energy tomorrow, and can't complete their tasks at work, they won't be able to live well.
Xianyang Palace, squatting at night.
If it weren't for the burning torches on the palace wall, this huge palace would look like a sleeping alien beast.
The blue bricks on the Xianyang city wall are very new, with only traces of wind and rain, but no cuts or cuts.
Since Qin Xiaogong moved the capital to Xianyang and built such a huge palace in Xianyang, Xianyang Palace has not experienced the baptism of war.
Although the walls of Xianyang Palace are very thick, even thicker than the city walls of Xianyang City, they have never been damaged by the weapons of Zhuogou and Changge.
Since Xianyang became the capital of Qin.
No war can reach Xianyang City or Xianyang Palace.
After more than a hundred years, successive Qin kings continued to repair and expand Xianyang Palace.
The walls of Xianyang Palace also continued to expand, thicken, and lengthen.
Although today's Xianyang Palace has not been tested by war, it can be said to be the safest palace complex in the world.
And today.
The test of suspected war is coming.
On the palace wall, Lang Guan, who was on duty with a long sword, heard the sound of galloping horses.
It's curfew now, where is the sound of horse racing coming from?
They thought they had been on duty for a long time and had hallucinations in their ears, so they all looked at each other with their colleagues on duty nearby.
In the eyes of colleagues, there was the same confusion as in their own eyes.
When the two doubts are mixed together, they become cautious and vigilant.
Hold the Chang Ge firmly in your hand.
The officials all turned their attention to the spacious galloping road in the center of Xianyang Street.
Listening to the sound of the horse's hooves getting louder and louder, the officials knew that the visitor was getting closer to Xianyang Palace.
On the wall of Xianyang Palace, the person with the highest official position is a Shanglang.
The superior man held the city wall and stared at the dark road.
"Take out all those bows and arrows and follow my orders later."
"only."
A man of the rank went to fetch the bow and arrow.
When the officials on the city wall heard what the superior said, none of them looked worried. Instead, they all looked happy.
Fighting a war means having military exploits.
Having military exploits means being promoted to a higher position.
The imperial guards of the Qin State were not like the imperial guards of a certain dynasty in later generations.
Only the elite soldiers of the Qin army who performed outstandingly on the battlefield were qualified to become Langguan and protect their king.
When it comes to fighting, these officials are not afraid at all.
When the officials put down their long swords and picked up their bows and arrows, the frequency of the horse's hooves hitting the ground gradually decreased.
The night under the palace wall was stirred up, like a spoon spinning around in the black sesame paste.
The superior knew that these uninvited guests had arrived.
According to Qin law, the superior can order arrows to be fired now.
No matter who he is, if he dares to break into Xianyang Palace at night, he will be killed without mercy.
"Bend your bow and draw an arrow!"
"only!"
The officials on the palace wall all responded in unison.
Zhengzhengzheng~
Each bow string was tightened rapidly, making a full bow sound.
All the officers held their bows open like the full moon. The sharp arrows on their long bows shone coldly under the moonlight, and could shoot through the night and penetrate the flesh at any time.
"Who is under the city! I wonder if this is Xianyang Palace? You are seeking death!"
The superior shouted sharply.
The sound overwhelmed the sound of horse hooves that had not completely subsided, enough for the people under the palace wall to hear clearly.
"It's me! Meng Ao!"
An old and thick voice echoed upwards from the city.
The voice is not harsh, but very dignified.
Is it Duke Meng?
This voice seems to be indeed Meng Gong.
How could Duke Meng come here at night?
The body of the superior, who was waiting for the city's response, was all hidden behind the palace wall, not a single bit of it exposed.
He thought for a moment, picked up the torch on the torch stand, and threw it along the crenel outside the palace wall.
There was no torch lighting and the moonlight alone could not make out the appearance of the people under the palace wall. He could only see their outlines.
Soon, someone picked up the torch.
The superior man found a shield and took it in his hand. He stood at the crenel, covering his eyes with the shield, and looked down at the city.
That place where the fire light dances.
It was Meng Ao who was wearing battle armor and had an angry look on his face.
The superior man grinned, his eyes mostly wary, he threw the shield behind him and clasped his fists with both hands.
"Meet Duke Meng."
"I want to see your Majesty."
"Forgive me, sir, but without His Majesty's order, I dare not open the palace gate without permission."
"Then you are still talking nonsense to me here! Why don't you go back and pass the news!"
"Yes, yes, I will send someone to report it right now!"
The superior smiled apologetically, turned around and casually called the officer.
"Go and report this matter to Commander Zhang."
"only."
Xia Lang took the order and left quickly.
"Put away your bow and arrows."
"only."
After hearing the conversation between the chief and Meng Ao, these officials looked unwilling and happy.
The reason for being unwilling is that the military exploits obtained are gone, but the joy is because the idol has arrived.
They responded one after another.
They put down their bows and arrows and picked up their long swords again. They all stood at the crenellations of the city wall, where they could both see Meng Ao and let Meng Ao see them.
"Meng Meng, please wait a moment and you will get a reply shortly."
The superior man first occupied a crenel and stuck his head out to talk to Meng Aoyan at the foot of the city.
"Meng Gong still remembers Li County. That was my father. When my father taught me the art of war, he said that this is how Meng Gong taught him. My father always said that Meng Gong was brave and unstoppable. He went into the city and fell into the water. I listened to him.
He grew up following Meng Gong’s deeds.”
Meng Ao held up a torch and pointed it at the superior man, yelling curses.
"You bastard! When you are on duty, you don't stand behind the bunker. You wish the birds were exposed. Is this how Li County teaches you to lead troops? I don't have such a birdman in my account!"
I lost face in front of Meng Ao.
The superior officer looked embarrassed, turned around and became angry, and cursed in a low voice at the officers on duty.
"Get back behind the city wall! Are you standing at the crenel without fear of being shot to death by bows and arrows? What a bunch of idiots!"
"only."
"only."
"only."
"..."
The lieutenants all responded reluctantly and moved to their original duty positions step by step.
The superior man continued to stick his head out and complimented: "This is not because the boy is leading the troops poorly, they just want to see the true appearance of Duke Meng."
"What the hell! I'm not a bitch! What's there to see! If the soldiers I led were like you guys, the Battle of Changping would have been pierced by that brat Zhao Kuo! Don't you dare to use your bastard again?
If the bird's head sticks out, I'll chop it up for you when I go in!"
The superior smiled, retracted his head, and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Don't be angry, Mr. Meng. You are always so angry that your body will be damaged. My father will tear the boy alive."
"It's best to tear it apart! If a man doesn't go to the battlefield, he'll just mess around in the palace! What a stupid thing Li Jun did!"
"..."
Half of the Qin army is from the Meng family. These words are not empty words.
Meng Ao has led the army in battles since the time of King Zhaoxiang of Qin.
They were still fighting during the reign of King Xiaowen of Qin, and they were still fighting during the reign of King Zhuangxiang of Qin.
Finally, during the period of the First Emperor, Meng Ao still fought for several years.
In the past few decades, Meng Ao himself didn't know how many soldiers he had led.
Most of them are already dead and died on the battlefield of the Seven Kingdoms.
But every one of the few who survived was the backbone of the Qin army.
General Li Jun is one of them.
And there are many people like Li Jun.
Zhangtai Palace.
The doctor ordered Zhang Han, wearing a black armor with two skulls on it, striding to the front of Zhangtai Palace, but was stopped by the Lang officials outside Zhangtai Palace.
"Stop!"
Zhang Han stopped as he was told and said in a deep voice: "Where is Gai Nie?"
An official knocked lightly on the door of Zhangtai Palace. A eunuch half-opened the door and looked at the official, asking with his eyes.
"Dr. Zhang ordered us to find Mr. Gai."
"promise."
The eunuch closed the door.
Soon, the gate of Zhangtai Palace opened again.
Gai Nie, dressed in white, came out and looked at Zhang Han without saying a word, with a cold expression on his face and looking at him inquiringly.
Zhang Han felt unhappy.
Do you think of me as an ordinary Langguan or your subordinate? With such arrogance, how could Your Majesty choose him to replace Zhao Gao!
Zhao Gao had never treated Zhang Han like this before when he was serving as a seal talisman. He was always very serious.
If he was treated so lightly in normal times, Zhang Han would definitely compete with Gai Nie at this moment.
But now, Zhang Han doesn't have the time or energy to compete with Gai Nie.
Across the long arms between the two lieutenants, Zhang Han said in a deep voice: "Has your majesty gone to bed?"
Gai Nie nodded.
You don’t want to say a word to me, Zhang Hanyan? What a big arrogance! It’s like I’m reporting to you!
Zhang Han suppressed his anger and continued: "Meng Meng is outside the palace wall, asking to see your majesty. When will your majesty wake up?"
If it were Zhao Gao, he would be able to understand Zhang Han's implication at this time. Zhang Han was asking Zhao Gao to wake up His Majesty.
The purpose of saying this is that when there are ministers to visit, the ministers have to wait for the First Emperor to wake up before being received.
If you directly say that Meng Ao is here, go and wake up His Majesty.
That is when the ministers paid their respects, the First Emperor was awakened and received his ministers.
Don't underestimate taking off your pants and farting.
Living in a capital city is extremely difficult.
When traveling to the palace, be cautious.
It is these seemingly superfluous little things that are the key to a person standing out.
This was true in ancient official circles, and it is also true in modern workplaces.
"You will wake up in the morning."
Gai Nie said truthfully, with a cold tone. He was not an official.
Zhang Han finally heard Gai Nie's reply, but he would rather Gai Nie didn't reply to him and turned back to call the First Emperor.
He looked at Ge Nie, who was standing motionless, his eyes full of doubts.
???
Am I really asking you this?
I have been with Your Majesty for so long, I wonder when Your Majesty will wake up?
Go in and wake up His Majesty!
Zhuzi doesn't understand anything and is headstrong and arrogant, which is worse than Zhao Gaoyuan. How did he get noticed by His Majesty?
Gai Nie's eyes were also full of confusion.
"Anything else?"
It's okay, why don't you leave?
Zhang Han looked at Gai Nie carefully. He suspected that Gai Nie was not understanding but was deliberately making things difficult for him.
After glancing at Gai Nie's confused eyes, I felt that it shouldn't be the case.
Even if he wants to make things difficult for me, Zhang Han, he will not choose this kind of thing to make things difficult for me. This is a mistake for His Majesty.
Helpless, Zhang Han had no choice but to speak out in anger.
"Please wake up Your Majesty. Your Majesty needs to make a decision on this matter."
"promise."
Just wake up His Majesty and just say no?
Finally, after giving Zhang Han a confused look, Gai Nie closed the door and went to pick up the First Emperor.
soon.
Through a door, the First Emperor was not sleepy, and his powerful and generous voice reached Zhang Han's ears.
"Bring Meng Gong in."
"only!"
Zhang Han responded loudly and ran towards the gate of Xianyang Palace as quickly as possible.
He never stopped or answered a single command along the way.
Because there was no team of Langguan, Zhang Han could be seen running quickly.
Inside Zhangtai Palace.
The First Emperor washed his face with cold water.
The cold water cooled the Emperor's face, completely dispelling the remaining warmth and sleepiness on his body.
The First Emperor was reviewing memorials until late at night, and was woken up before he could sleep for an hour.
If an ordinary person were woken up in this situation, he would feel angry no matter what.
The First Emperor also had it.
When he washed his face with cold water, he increased the intensity and splashed several handfuls of water on his face. This was his catharsis.
A maid specially dressed for the First Emperor came forward, but the First Emperor waved her hand and said no.
Picking up the clothes, the First Emperor quickly dressed himself up.
It is true that the image of the maid dressing for the First Emperor is better, but it is a waste of time.
Therefore, except when going to court in the morning, the First Emperor was unwilling to let the dressing ladies come forward.
The First Emperor never dreamed that in the future there would be emperors who could not even put on clothes without dressing maids and eunuchs.
"Go and get the one-stone memorial."
The First Emperor ordered two eunuchs.
"only."
Of the two eunuchs, only the younger one quickly returned to the First Emperor.
Another older eunuch was an old man who had been with the First Emperor for a long time.
He lowered his head, cupped his hands, and urged anxiously: "Your Majesty has already reviewed the One Stone Memorial. You can no longer review it. Your Majesty must take care of the holy body!"
"Noisy! It will take at least one stick of incense for Duke Meng to arrive. Why don't I just wait? Get the memorial quickly."
Xianyang Palace is very big.
It takes more than twenty minutes to run from the gate of Xianyang Palace to Zhangtai Palace at ordinary people's pace, which is a quarter of an hour and half a cup of tea.
The lieutenants were patrolling at night, and they had to give secret codes from time to time while walking in Xianyang Palace, which dragged on even longer.
Meng Ao definitely couldn't be taken flying by Zhang Han, so the First Emperor said that Meng Ao would arrive with a stick of incense and drink for half an hour.
The elderly eunuch knelt on one knee, with a hint of crying in his voice.
"Your Majesty has fallen ill due to overwork. Doctor Xia has repeatedly warned you to get more rest. Your Majesty still sleeps less than me every day. If this continues, no matter how much medicine you take, your Majesty will not be able to recover."
"If you want to go, just go, forget it, you."
The First Emperor casually pointed at another eunuch and planned to ask this eunuch to follow the young eunuch to move the memorial.
"Your Majesty, let me go."
When the older eunuch saw that the First Emperor had made up his mind, he could only wipe his tears and follow the younger eunuch to move the memorial.
As soon as the First Emperor sat down at the table, Genie walked up to him, and the First Emperor looked up in confusion.
"Your Majesty, please extend your hand."
"What?"
"Diagnose pulse."
"In addition to being good at swordsmanship, you also know how to treat patients?"
"There is no separation between medicine and martial arts."
The First Emperor stretched out his hand in confusion. Genie put his fingers together and put the second joints of the two fingers between the First Emperor's wrists.
The First Emperor looked at the sword finger on his wrist and said funnyly: "You are also diagnosing the pulse?"
Doctors place the tips of three fingers on the wrist to feel the beating strength of several veins and diagnose the disease.
The First Emperor had never seen pulse diagnosis like Genie's method.
Genie really doesn't know how to see a doctor.
Let him feel the beating of his veins. It is certain that he can feel it, but he cannot tell what the disease is caused by the beating of his veins.
But the saying that medicine and martial arts cannot be separated is not empty talk.
For those with high martial arts skills, all the eight extraordinary meridians are opened so that the internal energy can flow unobstructed.
Such a strong person can detect other people's bodies through internal power.
For example, Gai Nie could use the sword energy to check whether there was any blockage of qi and blood in the body of the First Emperor.
If the scapula is blocked, it may be frozen shoulder.
Ge Nie concentrated on feeling the sword energy and did not respond to the First Emperor's teasing.
When his two fingers were separated from the First Emperor's wrist, he took a deep look at the First Emperor's chest.
"Your Majesty's lungs and heart are clotted. If this continues, your Majesty will not live for twenty years."
The First Emperor retracted his hand calmly and smiled: "You didn't lie to me, you can really tell. What you Xia Wuji said was only two years longer. He said that I only have eighteen years to live."
When Gai Nie wanted to say something more, two eunuchs came in carrying a stone memorial.
The First Emperor waved his hand to stop Gai Nie from continuing, and pointed at the memorial for Gai Nie to get it.
Gai Nie stopped talking and silently took the memorial and translated it.
The First Emperor was a little surprised by Ge Nie being so obedient.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Gai Nie, but it was difficult to see what Gai Nie was thinking through his paralyzed face.
After a stick of incense.
The veteran, wearing armor and holding a sword, came to the gate of Zhangtai Palace.
The gate of Zhangtai Palace opened wide, and the First Emperor walked out of Zhangtai Palace, holding Meng Ao's arm, and personally welcomed Meng Ao inside.
Meng Ao was not allowed to take off his armor.
The uncollected Meng Ao's Sword.
"Gai Nie and Zhang Han stay, and everyone else goes out."
In the memory of the First Emperor, since the incident at Qinian Palace ten years ago, Meng Ao had been idle at home and had not worn any battle armor.
So today I saw Meng Ao for the first time wearing a battle armor and holding a Qin sword in his hand.
The First Emperor knew that Meng Ao's entry into the palace would be a big deal.
Wearing armor and holding a sword.
Just to kill people.
Who needs to break into Xianyang Palace at night to kill?
The First Emperor's heart was filled with gloom and an unknown premonition enveloped his heart.
Therefore, the first thing he did when he brought Meng Ao into Zhangtai Palace was to retreat to the left and right sides.
The First Emperor looked serious and solemn.
Ask Meng Ao to sit down in front of him. The table between the two of them is stacked with memorials.
"Why did Duke Meng come into the palace tonight?"
Meng Ao glanced at the memorial on the table and the inkstone that was not dry, and the anger on his face disappeared a lot.
The veteran took off the sword from his waist and placed it on the table.
The sword with the scabbard fell on the table, making a muffled sound.
Although Meng Ao did not deliberately replay this moment, he also did not deliberately let it go.
No matter how he did it, the act of releasing a sword in front of the First Emperor was disrespectful in itself.
The First Emperor's expression did not change and he did not speak. He was waiting for Meng Ao to speak.
"Have you forgotten, your Majesty, who won your throne for you?"