When night falls, the entire Langya County is lit up with thousands of lights, and the Yunxiao Palace is full of all kinds of lanterns, which are reflected on the water, as beautiful as the painting in the master's hand.

Lu Haitang stood on the observation deck, looking at Yingzheng who was drinking alone like a lonely man, and the cold glow of the moonlight poured on the black and gold Xuansheng, glowing with a faint golden light.

"Are you looking for the elixir?"

On the way back, she had already seen that the fairy boat had a general appearance, the seaside was full of materials, and the Gongyi family was so quick to act.

Ying Zheng put down the wine glass and looked sideways, the deer begonia was clear and ethereal and beautiful, still the same as when he was eighteen years old.

"I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but time has made me change my mind, do you know how old I am?"

"Forty-one."

It seems to be a little old.

Lu Haitang took a few steps forward and knelt on the cushion very casually, took the wine glass that Yingzheng put down, and poured half a glass.

His lips did not touch the glass, he raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

"Shhh...... It's not a good wine. ”

The burning sensation in his throat hit, Lu Haitang frowned, and hurriedly took a piece of pastry with his hand and ate it, the sweet and greasy taste washed away the discomfort.

Ying Zheng's eyes were deep and distant, he glanced at the wine glass that Lu Haitang had taken, and beckoned Zhao Gao, who was far away, to take a new glass.

"I am no longer young, Fusu and Hu Hai, the two children with the best qualifications, still do not meet my requirements, and I am not at ease to hand over this Great Qin Empire to them."

“…… So you want to live longer and have wiser sons? ”

This is the practice number!

I have to say that Yingzheng is right not to worry.

Why was it so prescient?

"What's on your mind?"

Ying Zheng's sword eyebrows were lightly folded, and his big knuckles took the wine glass and drank it all, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyes, covering the faint emotion in his eyes.

"Last time you didn't let me talk about the mirage, you were so sure you could find the elixir?"

After speaking, Lu Haitang put down the half-bitten pastry, pulled the Tianbao who pretended to be dead next to him, took out two peaches from it, and gave one to Yingzheng.

"Come and taste the fairy peach, take good care of your body is much more reliable than looking for any elixir."

What's so good about living long?

How sad it is to watch your relatives die in front of you one after another, and you have to send your grandchildren to the end!

"Humph! Borrow peaches to offer Buddha. Tianbao no longer pretended to be dead, fled from the clutches of Lu Haitang, and slipped back to his room to recharge.

Seeing the mechanical beast leaving from Lu Haitang's side, Ying Zheng took out the Tianwen Sword placed next to him, and said in a commanding tone:

"Give me your hand."

"What?"

Lu Haitang put down the peach that he had bitten and stretched out his hand that was as white as jade without a single flaw, and some did not understand the situation.

I saw Ying Zheng grab her hand and use the Tianwen Sword to gently cut a very thin wound on the white and tender fingertips.

The feeling of an ant's bite hit, bright red blood overflowed, and a line of blood gradually thickened, and it coagulated in an instant.

Looking at the wound that healed very quickly, Lu Haitang understood what Yingzheng wanted to do, wiped off the blood stains on his fingertips, and Ruyu's skin couldn't show that he had been injured at all.

"Didn't you already know?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ying Zheng let go of her hand and slashed at her palm, which was extremely shallow but across the entire palm, and Zhao Gao on the side was terrified.

"Your Majesty!"

"No problem." Qi Yan reads

Ying Zheng stepped in to stop Zhao Gao, who was about to step forward, and scratched Lu Haitang's fingertips again, dripping blood onto his wound before the wound healed.

Lu Haitang reacted very quickly and withdrew his hand, looking at the blood droplets dripping on the ground, and was afraid.

"This won't work! You're drunk, and you know if what happens when this blood enters your body? ”

Looking for death!

Ying Zheng's eyes were blurred, but he was not drunk, there was no expression on his handsome face, he was still domineering, and he was not angry and arrogant between his gestures.

Seeing that Lu Haitang reacted so much, he said lightly: "What will happen?" ”

"There is a possibility of death."

Lu Haitang calmed down, sat back on the cushion, and looked at Yingzheng who had already put down the Tianwen Sword, and had a headache,

"If you want to know, just ask directly, don't try it directly, it's too scary......"

You must be drunk to be so reckless!

Seeing that Lu Haitang was not lying, Yingzheng lowered his head and looked at the palm that was still bleeding and was silent.

Lu Haitang suddenly felt that the emperor at this moment was like a child who had done something wrong.

"I've convinced you, such a big person, do stupid things!"

Lu Haitang sighed, stood up, quickly took out the first aid kit from the room, rudely dragged the injured hand, and bandaged it after a very simple disinfection.

Ying Zheng, who has never been drunk, is very sober in her heart, but she is puzzled by Lu Haitang's special physique, but she doesn't want to hand her over to Xu Fu for research.

Looking at the deer begonia fiddling with the small box, his eyes were deep, and he said slowly:

"After returning to Xianyang tomorrow, I will attack South Vietnam, and DreamWorks will be responsible for the supply of grain and grass on this march, and Yanyuan will cooperate with you."

Lu Haitang tried to recall that the battle of Qin's attack on South Vietnam was the most difficult and fierce battle in the process of unification.

Within five years, a large number of financial resources and troops were expended, and countless conscriptions were conscripted, but hundreds of thousands of soldiers died on that land.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it, you can't attack rashly anyway."

"Why?"

Ying Zhengjian's eyebrows were slightly raised, his sharp and deep gaze swept to Lu Haitang, who was rubbing his temples next to him with a serious face, stretched out his uninjured right hand and pulled her into his arms, imprisoned the slender waist, and said with a hint of threat:

"Do you know how long I waited to attack South Vietnam?"

Suddenly pulled into his arms, Lu Haitang was stunned for a moment, and his first reaction was to reach out and pull away the hand he held on his waist, wanting to leave.

"Say it well, say it well, why do you still hug it?"

Although his face is still handsome, he can't hide his identity as Fusu's father, and Lu Haitang is a little embarrassed.

Sensing that Lu Haitang's strength was amazing, Ying Zheng's internal force was firmly imprisoned, "Don't change the topic, answer me, why can't you attack South Vietnam?" ”

Lu Haitang didn't expect Yingzheng to be so strong, and he was a little speechless, so he simply gave up the struggle and chose a comfortable position to lie down.

"We have to build the Ling Canal first, open up water transportation, so that the ships on the Yangtze River can pass through the Xiang River, cross the Ling Canal, enter the Li River, and go south to the Gui River, so that Lingnan, which has many waterways, will greatly facilitate our transportation of materials."

Tianbao once mentioned the opening of the national water transport, and she just wrote it down.

Since the completion of Chi Dao, Ying Zheng has not considered water transportation, and he was a little surprised when he looked at the deer begonia in his arms.

"Go on."

"The weather in the Lingnan area is hot, there are many wild animals, snakes and insects, and the war environment is harsh. Most of the soldiers of the Qin army are northerners, and after they arrive, they will definitely be unaccustomed to the water and soil, and they will be infected with the plague if they are not careful. The Baiyue indigenous army is extremely adapted to the local climate and terrain, and there are many local tribes with their own beliefs, and they will definitely resist stubbornly, regard death as home, and never surrender. ”

Lu Haitang paused, a little thirsty, "Bring me some cold water, no tea." ”

Zhao Gao, who was standing on the side and could listen attentively, hurriedly came back to his senses and sent someone to bring clean cold water and put it on the table in person.

Ying Zheng's eyebrows tightened, "I haven't thought about these problems, the climate and terrain are indeed not conducive to the Qin army's battle, since you have thought of it, what can you do?" ”