Chapter 105 Greeting the General to Return to the Dynasty!

Before dawn, the big families in the inner city of Xianyang City were already brightly lit, because their families were going to go to the morning court.

Although the early dynasties of the Qin Dynasty were different from those of the Ming Dynasty, the meaning was similar.

All of them are court meetings held in advance for the purpose of discussing political affairs.

It's just that the early dynasties of the Qin Dynasty will only be held in special periods.

Because before the county system, there were not many political affairs that needed to be handled by the emperor, and the affairs of each feudal lord were handled by themselves, and the emperor did not need to be notified.

But after Yingzheng came to power, the early dynasty seemed to become frequent, especially when there were wars, the officials of the Qin State were still a little uncomfortable at first, but after a few years, they were all used to it.

The officials of the Qin State, regardless of the martial arts, like to ride horses to the court, the street lamps on both sides of the main road leading to the Xianyang Palace have been lit, and every ten steps there is a armor soldier in armor on duty, numbly looking at the officials one by one, driving a famous horse, galloping on the official road, without the slightest expression on his face, as if he was a statue.

But when an abrupt donkey's cry came out on the official road, all the armorers reflexively sought prestige.

At the end of the official road, under the illumination of the lights, a short and fat donkey was slowly striding forward, and the sound of gentle footsteps accompanied by the decaying copper bells made a drowsy jingle sound.

But all the armor soldiers were like being beaten with chicken blood, their already upright posture became even more numb, and their eyes were instantly as bright as lit torches, staring at the rickety old man sitting cross-legged on the donkey.

His eyes were full of fanaticism and awe.

For a moment, it seemed that only the sound of a donkey's hooves stomping on the ground was weak, and everything around was frozen except for the rotten brass bell.

The donkey carried the old man slowly on the official road, and every time he crossed a pair of armor, he could hear the sound of the iron armor colliding with the ground, and the armor soldier was so excited that he trembled and roared, "Welcome the general back to the court!" ”

Like dominoes, on the long main official road, the low roar of the armor and the sonorous sound of the iron armor kneeling on the ground ignited the silent Xianyang City in the early morning.

"Welcome to the general!"

"Welcome to the general!"

"Welcome to the general!"

The low roar of the armor soldier was like a beacon of wolf smoke, conveying news that excited all the warriors.

On the official road of Xianyang, there are only two people who can make the city guards greet them so ceremoniously.

One is the deceased Wu Anjun Bai Qi, who is the sharpest spear in the Qin State.

The other person is the strongest shield in the hearts of all the soldiers of the Qin State, and with him, it seems that he can make the Qin State worry-free!

The low roar of the city guards was like a life-urging talisman, so that the officials in front of the official road had to desperately whip the war horses under their crotches, although they knew that the old man riding a donkey a hundred meters behind them could not catch up with them, but they were still very afraid of it.

Today, the guard of Xianyang Palace is also an old man.

The old man was dressed in a glittering robe under a torch, with silver threads and gold threads on it, and jewels.

He sat cross-legged on the city wall, like a Buddha statue forced to put on a robe, quietly watching the panicked officials not far away.

In the past, these guys who were in the court, in Xianyang City, and in the Qin Empire, were like a herd of deer driven by fierce tigers, and they were vulnerable.

"A bunch of wine bags and rice bags." The old man's voice was neither sad nor joyful, nor could he hear disappointment or sadness.

Behind the old man stood a man with a respectful posture.

The man is tall, 1.8 meters tall, with a white face and no beard, wearing a plain palace dress, and only a delicate blue and blue waist tag pinned to his waist is used as a decorative embellishment.

This waist card represents the identity of the eunuch of King Qin, and in the entire Jiuqing Imperial Servant Mansion, there will be no more than three people.

is also the only official in the entire court who can get close to the emperor's body.

"Ancestor, the official way is vicious, and he should be beheaded according to the law." The man hung his head, and the shadow obscured half of his face, making his side face look a little gloomy.

"When chop? Do you chop? Or do I chop? A mocking smile appeared on Zhao Congge's stone-like face.

"If the king promises, he should be killed." The man's voice grew colder and colder.

"Zhao Gao, do you know what I like about you the most?" Zhao Congge turned his head to look at him, bending the corner of his eyes and smiling lovingly.

The man who was called Zhao Gao frowned slightly, and bent down respectfully, "Please ask the ancestor for guidance." ”

"I just take a fancy to you, and you only have the king in your heart." Zhao Congge laughed and stood up, the magnificent dress on his body became more and more dazzling, "Remember, no matter who it is, as long as it is in front of the king, you can cut it with one sword!" ”

"What if it doesn't work?" Zhao Gao took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his eyes.

"Then two knives!" Zhao Congge sneered, and stared at Zhao Gao with eagle-like eyes, "Until you can't swing the knife." ”。

Even if he didn't look at Zhao Congge's gaze, Zhao Gao could feel that his gaze was like a poisonous snake wrapping around him.

Zhao Gao knelt on the ground, made a big salute, and said in a deep voice, "Remember the teachings of the ancestors. ”

"Go, open the palace door for the group of wastes down there who are about to pee their pants, and let them go in and hide in the king's feather robe." Zhao Congge's hoarse laughter was particularly harsh.

Zhao Gao did not stand up, but knelt and retreated, and at the moment when he came down the city wall, he took a deep look at the thin figure standing on the city wall.

A hint of gloom flashed in Zhao Gao's Danfeng's eyes, because he felt that the gorgeous clothes draped on Zhao Congge's body were no longer suitable for him.

He's too old to hold this outfit anymore!

The city gate opened, and the officials who were jumping outside in a hurry finally breathed a sigh of relief, and one by one they didn't have time to pay attention to the appearance, so they threw down their name tags and ran towards the imperial city.

Zhao Gao's gaze fell on the young man on a dark blue war horse at the front.

In the past, the young man who only wore regular clothes to go to the court actually wore a light armor today, which made his already burly figure appear taller and taller, so that the war horses under his crotch looked a little thin.

"Meng Tian, you are not allowed to see you in armor." Zhao Gao walked over, with a rare smile in his originally deep voice.

"This is the first time I have worn this armor since the king's reward." Meng Tian grinned and showed a somewhat naïve smile, "It's you, you're dressed a little plain today, not like your coquettish personality." ”

"Don't say it, you know me very well." Zhao Gao sneered, pricked up his ears and listened to the copper bell that was getting closer and closer, "If I don't enter again, I'll close the door." ”

"You Guan, anyway, I'm wearing armor to show the king today, not to play in the court." Meng Tian shrugged indifferently.

Zhao Gao squinted his eyes slightly, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a thunderous laugh from the official road, "Zhao Congge, you are not dead yet!" ”

Immediately afterwards, from the upper tower of the city, there was also a response that was not weak: "General Wang has not accompanied the first king, how dare Congge take a step!" ”

Zhao Gao and Meng Tian showed a look of surprise on their faces at the same time.

If you hadn't heard it with your own ears, you wouldn't have believed it if you killed them, this was the thunderous sound that two old men over 100 years old could make!

"To get in?" Zhao Gao was the first to come back to his senses, frowning and asking Meng Tian solemnly.

Meng Tian swallowed his saliva, clenched the reins in his hand, controlled the war horse that was a little commotion under his crotch, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Don't enter!" ”

Zhao Gao looked at Meng Tian deeply, stopped talking, and retreated to the palace gate.

Meng Tian watched the huge palace gate of the imperial city slowly close, and after a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, he shook his head resolutely and muttered in a low voice, "Ye Ye is here to show off his clothes." ”