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Qinghehou used carrots to easily subdue a group of Dawan horses, and soon with the scattered people in Xianyang, it became a household name, and many good deeds also added oil and vinegar to make up a story in the Quyuan Miscellaneous House with a bamboo board and erhu to tell, this wonderful story of Daqin's long face suddenly attracted bursts of applause, and the people who rewarded it were also very generous, one by one raised their eyebrows and felt comfortable, Qinghehou finally helped Daqin completely get back the face lost yesterday.

And with the spread of the news, the name of Chitu and Wu Hu also spread, and soon after, there was news that Qinghe Hou gave seven horses except for Wu Hu to Meng Yun and others, which immediately made the entire Xianyang horse lover people all beat their feet and expressed dissatisfaction.

How can this group of gentlemen who only know how to eat, drink and have fun have these divine horses that travel thousands of miles every day.

But the news soon became clear, and the horses had been led home by a group of gentlemen.

Meng Yi was reading a book in the study, and suddenly heard a fierce noise from the outer courtyard, and couldn't help frowning and asked the servant to go out to inquire about the situation, and after a while, the servant rushed back to report, saying that it was Qinghehou who gave Da Lang a horse that won today's bet, Meng Yi couldn't help but go to the front yard to take a look, and sure enough, it was a sweaty BMW with a golden body.

"Dad, this is a ...... from my sister-in-law Sent, I just ...... Just help him raise ......" Meng Yun was instructing the groom to clean up the stables, and when he saw his father striding over with an unhappy face, he was frightened and hurriedly explained.

Meng Yi didn't speak, and after two circles around the horse tied to the stake, he tugged at his beard and pondered.

"Take care of it, if you raise the old man to death, you won't help lose money!"

After a long time, Meng Yi dropped a sentence and turned back to the backyard

"Mother, is my father's head broken!" Meng Yun was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses and asked a beautiful woman beside him.

The beautiful woman looked at her son's bruised cheeks, and said with a little distress: "Your father doesn't like to beat you, it's because you are too angry on weekdays, and now you are twenty-six years old, and you only know how to eat, drink and play outside all day long, your father is too worried, not to mention that you have been married to the princess for eight years, and now you have no heirs, do you want me to be the queen of Montessori, this horse is too valuable, your father is worried that your character is impetuous and not good, and it will spoil the good intentions of Qinghe Hou......" The beautiful woman said that her eyes were red and she began to wipe her tears.

"Mother, don't cry, I have determined to work hard from now on, from now on I will never be as good as in the past, I will return home on time every day, this horse I have promised my sister-in-law to take care of it well, it will not go wrong, and next year...... Next year, you're guaranteed to be able to hold your grandchildren! Meng Yun hurriedly comforted.

"Okay, okay, Yun'er has finally grown up and knows that she is motivated, if you add a grandson next year, your father will definitely not beat you again!" The beautiful woman broke into tears and laughed to help her son sort out his clothes.

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"Father, why did you say that the Marquis of Qinghe would give these Dawan horses worth thousands of gold to the Qi family Erlang and them?"

In Feng Quji's prime minister's mansion, in the hall in the backyard at this time, Feng Quji was drinking tea and talking with his son Feng Jing.

Regarding his son's question, Feng Quji thought about it in his heart while drinking tea, and after a long time, he put down the teacup and said: "In the past, there was an allusion to buying horse bones, knowing people and horses, just looking at the appearance will only confuse people's eyes, the world thinks that Qi Erlang and others are a group of gentlemen who can't support the wall, but they don't know that some people are born in a high hall, and their powerful position is at their fingertips." Dad is sixty and five this year, and he is already the oldest in the court, Li Si died at sixty-eight, Wang Jian died at sixty-nine, although the old man is in good health, but who can say clearly about life and death, although you are now in the third grade, but if you want to reach the status of the old man, there will be no hope in this life, and it will be considered a complete ...... if you can get the second grade government order in the future."

Feng Jing was silent, and heard a kind of helplessness and desolation from his father's words.

"From ancient times to the present, there is no eternal monarch and minister, and now His Majesty has not established a prince for a long time, Daqin seems to be calm but there is an undercurrent surging, once His Majesty dies and the new emperor succeeds to the throne, the court will inevitably have violent turmoil. The old man does not dare to guarantee that he will be able to live until the new emperor ascends the throne, but no matter which prince ascends the throne, the people used in the future must be the people that the new emperor likes, and the new emperor in order to stabilize his position, he will inevitably get very close to the Qinghe Hou, only the protection of the immortal family can be supported by the people of the world, although the Qinghe Marquis does not like dictatorship, but the status has long been above the hundred officials, his words and deeds make people have to look sideways, these Dawan horses are indeed hard to find for ordinary people, but they are not indispensable for the Qinghe Hou, Because what he wants is the future of the Great Qin......"

"Bang dang~" The teacup in Feng Jing's hand fell to the ground and shattered, his face was pale and frightened and looked at his father, "Father is...... Is it said that the Marquis of Qinghe wants to usurp the throne? ”

"I'm in my forties, why are you still so bad, what kind of fuss is it?" Feng Quji was very angry and slammed the teacup on the coffee table and shook his head slightly, "What the old man said about the Great Qin is not that the Marquis of Qinghe wants to seek the dynasty and usurp the throne, but that he wants to control the future direction of the Great Qin, haven't you seen clearly the various reforms he has promoted over the years, he has his own precise goals, he wants to let the Great Qin embark on a path he planned, and this road is not clear to anyone except him, the entire court, even including His Majesty......"

Feng Jing breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and said: "Father's forgiveness, the child has just lost his temper, since even His Majesty can't see clearly, but why does His Majesty spare no effort to support him, is it just the reason for the disciples of the Immortal Family?" And...... Are you saying that the identity of the disciple of the Qinghe Hou Immortal Family is true or false? ”

"Does it matter if it's true or not?" Feng Qujian shook his head slightly, looked at his son's puzzled expression and continued, "It doesn't matter whether the Marquis of Qinghe is a disciple of the Immortal Family or not, the important thing is that what he does is not something that any of us can understand and see, this is enough, the reason why His Majesty supports him is because everything he has done has satisfied His Majesty, from the princes fighting for hegemony to the Seven Kingdoms competing for power, China has gone through hundreds of years of turmoil, and now it is in the hands of Your Majesty to achieve unification, but whether it is Your Majesty or Li Siyi back then, or the old man and Meng Yi, I don't know how to develop Daqin, Daqin's hundreds of years of harsh rule of law are not suitable for the current situation, Li Si is not ignorant, but he can't think of a better way, this is the reason why the people of Daqin are constantly chaotic, until the Qinghe Marquis appears......"

Feng Quji seemed to fall into the memory, his eyes were slightly closed, and various voices and pictures related to Chen Xu sounded in his mind and in front of him, and after a long time, his face slowly calmed down and said: "Qinghe Hou is in the next game of chess, an incomparably huge game of chess, from the court to the people, from Huaxia to the outside world, in order to firmly control this game of chess, he will inevitably need countless helpers, and you and a group of gentlemen who are overwhelmed in the eyes of the world are his best help in the future!" ”

Feng Jing's mouth opened a few times, and finally he couldn't help but say: "Father, everyone in the world knows that Meng Dalang, Qi Erlang, Gao Sanlang and others are not of great use, what will they be able to do to help Qinghe Hou then?" ”

Feng Quji glanced at his son slightly, sighed and said: "At this time and that time, some people are young and famous, and some people are late bloomers, not to mention that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, these people are mixed with Qinghe Hou all the year round, and subtly they will eventually get close to his ideas, as for the rebirth is just to see the time to wake up sooner or later, and everyone ignores one point, that is, if the Qi family and the Gao family are really just rotten trees that cannot be carved, how can they be so close to them with the temperament of the Marquis of Qinghe?" At the beginning, a Keju competition allowed them to make a big deal with millions of dollars a year, and the glider, although it seems to be a joke, but it is really just a joke, in front of the glider, all the tall and strict city walls in the world are like nothing, can you imagine the scene of hundreds of gliders taking off at the same time......"

Feng Jing's brain made up for that scene, and couldn't help but make a big swing in his body, and his face was extremely distorted.

Hundreds of gliders soared into the air, not to mention that Xianyang City could not be stopped, even those Great Wall passes in the northwest could not be stopped, and when the night was dark and the wind was high, it was the best way to kill the generals and seize the pass.

"Do you understand what the old man means?" Feng turned his head to look at his son.

"Got it!" Feng Jing nodded in a cold sweat.

"Do what you should do, don't get involved in too much court fighting, your current thing is to cooperate with the Qinghe Marquis to quickly prepare for the start of the two silk textile factories in Guangling, Hangzhou, and strive to promote the development of large-scale textile factories, which is a major event for the benefit of the country and the people, as long as you are conscientious and do things properly, whether the old man is in the court or not, you will be reused, and it is not too difficult to have a second-grade government order in the future, as for Shangqing, don't have too many extravagant thoughts, I Feng Shi is already a very popular minister at the moment, and the more extravagant the status, the more dangerous it will be, You have already seen the fate of the Wang family, the arrogance and arrogance of the Marquis of Wucheng will cause a catastrophe after all, even if it is protected by His Majesty, it will inevitably not be reused in the future, this is the result of the compromise between His Majesty and the Marquis of Qinghe, you must take care of Chang'er Xin'er, don't let my Feng family repeat the path of the Wang family! ”

"Yes, the child must be good at disciplining Dalang and Erlang!"

"Well, don't talk about and mix up today's things too much, be clear and philosophical, in order to protect your body, and stay up all night to do things alone. In the court, when you put state affairs first, Li Si doesn't understand, so if you lose, Wang Jian can see through and enjoy peace, the officialdom is weird, and Mingzhe is the best position to protect himself, go! ”

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