Chapter 109: The Little Pilgrimage
The morning light carries a wisp of refreshing warmth, sprinkled to the earth, a layer of light gold, plated on the majestic palace, in the majestic atmosphere, accompanied by the purest light between the heaven and the earth, a trend of embracing all rivers, leisurely and born, in the light clouds, between the golden rays, a subtle purple gas in it, swirling, bearing the air of the dome, the spirit of the sister vein. The momentum of the dragon and the tiger has become a trend, and now the smoke is everywhere, and it is the time to laugh and be proud of Kyushu.
However, since that night, after the stars shifted and the blood stained the sky, the original rich purple qi has become more and more diffuse, and the people of Great Qin have seen that Great Qin is thriving, but they have not noticed that the previous hegemony is still there, but it is a little less vigorous, and the slender sword eyebrows are often condensed from one place, obviously the thoughts are extremely chaotic.
Xianyang Palace, in the imperial study, the original warm temperature, but there was a hint of chill when I arrived here, after the end of the court, the King of Qin left a few ministers of the humerus here as usual, this moment is the critical moment to attack the Chu State, the entire huge national machine is running at full strength at this moment, just for this battle that will set the world.
Feng Quji, Li Si, Wang Qian, Meng Wu, and even among the younger generations, the Meng Tian brothers, Li Xin, and Wang Ben are all standing here with their hands tied at this moment, King Qin is sitting with his head, and in the shadows behind him, Zhao Gao is still staying there quietly like Yingzheng's shadow, if you don't observe carefully, you can't detect his breath at all.
King Qin sat down, the first position on the left hand side, and the only person who sat down, was the Fusu prince who was now in his prime, dressed in court clothes, and his handsome face was six points similar to the king of Qin, but only Zhao Gao, who was hidden and in the shadows, knew that the Fusu prince at this moment, and Yingzheng when he was young, were really carved out of the same mold.
Zhao Gao knew that it was because of the extreme similarity of this pair of father and son that King Yingzheng of Qin would have high hopes for Fusu, and also through guò continuous tempering and teaching, so that Fusu became another self and continued to dominate the great Qin, and it was precisely because of this that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment in the end, a trace of imperceptible arc crossed Zhao Gao's mouth, and he had already made a choice in this life.
Choosing Yingzheng, he bet on the right treasure, so that he has a transcendent status that is now close to the ministers, and now watching the heirs of the lord begin to show their talents one by one, this courtier has started a new round of speculation.
Above Danxi, King Qin sat here, his sharp gaze swept over the courtiers present again, and the last moment, but intentionally or unintentionally, stayed on his eldest son's body for a moment, that is, such a short moment, everyone present was aware, and a ray of understanding flashed in their eyes, and in the study, a group of rising stars were even more flickering, as if they saw their own promotion opportunities in this eldest son!
"Okay, the ministers are all widows, so I won't say much about the superfluous, if there is anything to mention about the war in the Chu State, then speak freely."
"Enlighten the father, the son has something to play!"
Coming out of the crowd, holding the talisman, he saluted respectfully, but the firmness of his eyes was obvious.
"Speak-" The tone is faint, without a trace of emotion, and the companion is like a tiger, nothing more than that.
"Erchen thinks that General Li Xin is young and promising, and he is well versed in the art of war, so he can be the commander of the Great Qin to fight against Chu, but although Chu is weak now, the land of Jingchu is still rich, and the children of Jiangdong are also quite brave, with 200,000 troops.
Words and sentences, mellow, clear, so not to flinch, last night after thinking for a long time, finally took a compromise solution, the boss still uses the person his father likes, but the strength is 600,000, in his mind to come to the 600,000 tiger and wolf division, take the state of Chu must not be drawn.
However, at the moment when Fusu raised his head, he forgot to observe everyone's expressions, Wang Jian was still like an old monk in his meditation, but Li Si stroked the three long beards under his forehead and smiled bitterly. Feng Quji's brows were twisted at this moment. is a few rising stars, all of whom are upright and have no superfluous ideas.
The two Meng Tian brothers looked in the direction of their father Meng Wu intentionally or unintentionally, but found that their father just secretly made a gesture to the two beloved sons, 'waiting to see what happens'.
Looking up, just in front of Shang Yingzheng's sharp gaze, the aura of the overlord who was looking at him struck, which made Fusu, who bore the brunt of the attack, tremble faintly in his heart, and his eyes were facing each other, and a wisp of dumbness and clarity in the depths of King Qin's eyes entered Fusu's heart, that kind of look should not belong to an emperor.
It was a father's silent sigh to his beloved son, it was a kind of love that hated iron and steel, and sighed slightly in his heart.
"Am I really doing something wrong?" The mind was shaken at this moment, for the sake of the weak crown, this eldest prince is not mature enough, this is the idea of all the old ministers present at this moment, they are the real humerus of Great Qin, and they are the undefeated mainstay of Great Qin.
"Rank minister, but what else do you want to play?"
Eyes flashed, everyone looked at this king, almost at the same moment, everyone present saw the firmness in King Qin's eyes, and they all had their own plans in their hearts, and at this moment, Li Xin was already boiling, 200,000 people could destroy the Chu State, it was he who was the first to propose, at this moment, with the guarantee of the prince of Fusu, it must be a matter of nine out of ten, and this great credit seems to be about to fall into his own hands.
"Since there is no objection, then, the congregation will obey the order!" A burst of drinking, full of domineering, made everyone irresistibly kneel on the ground, "The last general (subordinate) took the order." The crowd replied in unison.
"The battle of Chu, with Li Xin as the commander, Meng Wu as the deputy commander, 200,000 horse infantry, must be decided in one battle!"
"Nuo-the last general commands!" One old and one young, two tiger generals, with loud voices and sonorous power.
"Lis, in charge..."
"Feng Quji, responsible..."
Soldiers and horses did not move the grain and grass first, this is the law since ancient times, after the military generals finished speaking, it was naturally the turn of Wencheng to arrange the soldiers and horses, money and food, the arrangement and distribution of armor and weapons, among which Fusu did not speak again, just quietly listened to every order of his father, learned from it, comprehended the way of the superior to transfer troops and send generals, and explored the method of the king's mercenary strategy.
All of them fell clearly in the eyes of King Yingzheng of Qin, the young man is immature, understandable, so humble and studious, and he is also a child who can be cultivated.
With a touch, a faint thought crossed King Qin's mind, and before he knew it, it was already noon, and the courtiers had finished this time and the small court meeting had dispersed.
However, Zhao Gao showed a faint smile on his lips, and he noticed that there was a touch of pity and pity in the eyes of Wang Jian and Meng Wu when they looked at Li Xin!