"The last general, Meng Tian, will meet Your Majesty."

"The last general, Zhang Han, pays a visit to Your Majesty."

"The Last General ......"

Ying Zheng's fleet docked at the newly built port of Yuyue, and Meng Tian led the generals to look at His Majesty who walked down the stone steps from the huge ship and bowed.

Well?

Zhang Han?

Is he Zhang Han?

Ying Zheng glanced at Zhang Han, who was standing behind Meng Tian, among the generals, thoughtful.

"Hurry up, Meng Qing, this blink of an eye, I haven't seen you for almost two years, right?"

After Ying Zheng walked down, his pace quickened a little, and he helped Meng Tiandao with a smile.

"Back to Your Majesty, one year, seven months, and twelve days."

Meng Tian's face was full of respect, and he was very straightforward.

"......" Yingzheng.

"Meng Qing still remembers clearly, I was busy with state affairs all day, and I only wrote down the approximation."

Ying Zheng took Meng Tian's hand, looked very warm and kind, and strode forward.

"Your Majesty for 10,000 years, Great Qin for 10,000 years."

The guards who came with Meng Tian stood on both sides of the port avenue, cheering in unison.

Ying Zheng did not go directly to rest, but took Meng Tian to inspect the garrison camp.

Meng Tian watched His Majesty work tirelessly, greeting his subordinates and soldiers, comforting and caring for them, and his heart was greatly moved.

It wasn't until nightfall, Ying Zheng rewarded the three armies, and had fun with the soldiers, that he came to the big tent of the Chinese army.

Everyone was retired, and in the big tent, there were only two people, Yingzheng and Meng Tian.

"Your Majesty, Zhongnan is hot and humid, take care of the Holy Body, let's rest early!"

Meng Tian sat at the bottom of the big tent, looking at His Majesty who had stripped off his robe, removed his crown, and was wearing only his underwear, and commented on the recital.

"It's good here, but it's a little wetter."

Ying Zheng didn't seem to hear Meng Tian's words, but said casually.

Moisture?

Forehead!

Meng Tian was a little confused for a while, and after thinking for a long time, Meng Tian still didn't figure out what the deep meaning of this sentence contained?

Ying Zheng glanced at Meng Tian, who was frowning and thinking hard, put down the brush in his hand and said, "Have Meng Yi's bad diseases been transmitted to you?" I just feel it, what are I wondering? ”

"......" Meng Tian.

Immediately, he made a big red face, and said with a smile: "The last general is afraid that he will not be able to comprehend His Majesty's good intentions, so he let His Majesty laugh." ”

"You did a good job, Zhang Han was taken care of by you!"

Ying Zheng looked at Meng Tian and said with a smile.

Meng Tian immediately recalled his younger brother Meng Yi's confession in his mind, and His Majesty didn't want to see Zhang Han again......

"The last general will be guilty, please your majesty to surrender."

Meng Tian stood up directly, knelt on one knee on the ground, and bowed his hand.

Ying Zheng stood up, barefoot, stepped on the plank of the big tent, and walked towards Meng Tian with steady steps.

Picking up Meng Tian, Ying Zheng looked at Meng Tian and said: "Dingguo Gong has worked hard and made countless military exploits for the empire, what is the crime?" ”

The more His Majesty was so kind, the more guilty Meng Tian felt in his heart: "The last general moved his heart to cherish his talents, let down His Majesty, and did not get rid of Zhang Han." ”

Meng Tian sighed deeply in his heart, originally he really wanted to get rid of Zhang Han three times and twice.

But every time Zhang Han was able to turn danger into a disaster, winning more with less, which made Meng Tian impressed.

If such a general died under his own calculations, it is really sad and lamentable!

So when Meng Tian was in a dilemma, he was moved by compassion, and he didn't feel embarrassed anymore.

On the contrary, Zhang Han made many military exploits, and was promoted to deputy general by him, becoming a shining star of the Great Qin Empire's Southern Expeditionary Corps.

"Bastard, when did I say I was going to get rid of Zhang Han?"

Ying Zheng suddenly became furious and scolded Meng Tian.

"The last crime will be death, please give it to your majesty."

Meng Tian immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and he bowed down in his heart.

"Your greatest sin is public over private, and that's what I like about you."

"Get up! You are my confidant, how can I bear to blame you in my heart? ”

Ying Zheng looked at Meng Tian's uneasy appearance and sighed.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Meng Tian wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid that His Majesty would think that he was pampered and arrogant and would not obey the emperor's orders.

"I originally hoped that I could use your iron-blooded infection to fade away the cowardice in Fusu's nature, but now it seems that I have made a mistake."

Ying Zheng walked back to the throne above the big tent, and his steps were a little sluggish.

Meng Tian was slightly stunned, looking at His Majesty's lonely and gloomy back, he felt a sour nose and said, "The end will have disappointed Your Majesty's high hopes." ”

Your Majesty is telling yourself that Gongzi Fusu's cowardice has affected him?

"Compassion is not in charge of soldiers, and righteousness is not in charge of wealth."

"What I need is a loyal and brave general, and what the Great Qin Empire needs is an iron-blooded tiger general."

Ying Zheng sat down and rubbed his temples.

"General, follow Your Majesty's teachings."

Meng Tian said solemnly, there was indeed some bitterness in his heart, and sure enough, His Majesty was still dissatisfied with himself after all!

"Several large coal mines have been discovered in the territory of Neishi, and soon the first batch of honeycomb coal will be shipped to southern Xinjiang."

"100,000 pairs of leather shoes are also on the way, which can protect the soldiers' marching feet from soaking in the mud and festering all day long."

Ying Zheng didn't want to continue to dwell on this topic, but changed the conversation.

"Your Majesty, what is honeycomb coal?"

Meng Tian was a little confused, he knew that the leather shoes were sewn from animal skins, but he had never heard of this honeycomb coal.

"With a stove, you can replace the stove for cooking, dry clothes, and get rid of moisture."

Ying Zheng's patient science popularization of the role of honeycomb coal is against Meng Tiandao.

Meng Tian was shocked in his heart, is it so powerful?

You must know that it has always been troublesome to make a fire and cook on a march.

In particular, it is rainy and hot flashes in central and southern China.

If we can solve these problems, it will be a great thing!

"There is this artifact, it is really the gospel of the soldiers of the three armies!"

Meng Tian said with heartfelt emotion.

"Be careful not to light it in the tent unless it's raining. In case of rain, the curtain needs to be opened to avoid poisoning. ”

Ying Zheng reminded.

"This ...... Poisonous? ”

Meng Tian's face changed and he wondered.

"Just pay attention to ventilation, it's not a big deal."

Ying Zheng said lightly, although coal is toxic, but that little bit of toxicity is almost negligible compared to its effect.

The pros outweigh the disadvantages, and it can be of great use.

"The last general understands, Your Majesty rest assured."

Meng Tian had a number in his heart, and firmly remembered His Majesty's advice.

"Stand down! Early tomorrow morning, let Zhang Han come over to see me. ”

Ying Zheng picked up the piece again and looked at it, and waved his hand at Meng Tian.

Meng Tian's heart trembled slightly, and he honestly bowed his hand and said, "The last general will retire." ”

Then he slowly left the big tent, looking at the bright night sky, Meng Tian felt a little melancholy in his heart.

Zhao Tuo, the lesson of Ren Hustle is still ahead.

Is Your Majesty ready to deal with Zhang Han personally?

What did this chapter Han do?

He had also asked Zhang Han before, but Zhang Han didn't even seem to have said a few words to His Majesty, let alone offended His Majesty?

Ay......

Sighing softly, Meng Tian understood that whether Zhang Han was alive or dead, he could only rely on his own creation, and he had done everything he could!