The defeated Qin army cleaned up the battlefield as quickly as possible, and the squad returned to the dynasty.

Surrounded by the people of Xianyang, the victorious army led by the gray-haired Wang Jian triumphed twice, and behind him were Meng Wu and his son Wang Ben.

He was followed by Wang Qian's grandsons Wang Li and Meng Tian, followed by the rest of the generals.

"You see, that is General Meng Tian, it was he who led less than 5,000 men and horses to cut off the back road of Chu General Xiang Yan, and only then did General Wang Jian defeat Chu State." Suddenly there was a discussion in the crowd.

"Really? You're so young! ”

"I heard that he is the grandson of General Mengqiu! It turned out to be behind the gate, no wonder he could have such courage! ”

......

In this group of triumphant troops, it is obvious that it is not Wang Jian who is the main general who becomes the protagonist, but Meng Tian who is behind him.

On the magnificent hall, King Yingzheng of Qin sat high, looking down at a group of ministers kneeling at his feet.

His eyes were full of the domineering and ambition of an emperor who longed to dominate the world, "Zhongqing is flat." ”

After the ministers got up one after another, Ying Zheng continued, "Spread the triumphant army of my Great Qin State. ”

"No." Zhao Gao ordered Ying Zheng to salute and then took a few steps forward and shouted to the main hall, "Pass, the triumphant army will come to the palace to meet you!" ”

After a loud shout, Wang Jian led a group of people into the hall, and then a loud voice resounded throughout the hall, "Wait for the ministers to meet the king!" ”

"Flat," Ying Zheng waved his hand, and everyone got up one after another, "General Wang really lived up to the expectations of the widows and opened up territory for my Great Qin State." ”

Wang Jian immediately stepped forward and bowed, "It is the minister's duty to share your majesty's worries." ”

Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction, then looked at a group of soldiers in military uniforms and asked, "Where is Meng Tian?" ”

Meng Tian, who was named, immediately stepped forward and knelt down to salute, "Minister, Meng Tian greets Your Majesty." ”

"Flat," Ying Zheng looked at Meng Tian, who was standing calmly, with a look of admiration, "It is worthy of Meng Fu, the descendant of the Meng family's army, and he is indeed a young hero!" I have a general like you in the Great Qin Kingdom, and it is time to unify the other two countries! ”

Ying Zheng's appreciation made everyone in the court seem to see the infinite future of this man in a dark uniform.

Xianyang, Wangfu.

"Grandpa, Meng Tian didn't obey the military order and led the army out of the city without authorization, why didn't you punish him for the crime of disobeying the military order?" As soon as he returned to the palace, Wang Li asked Wang Jian angrily.

Wang Jian knelt down expressionlessly, looked at his grandson and shook his head helplessly, "If it weren't for Meng Tian this time, I would have asked the king to cure me for the crime of defeat." ”

"Father, I can't see it! Now in the entire Great Qin Kingdom, who else can compete with the status and power of our royal family? Wang Ben said conceitedly.

Wang Jian looked at his children and grandchildren and sighed, and then looked at his elegantly decorated hall.

"Meng Fu and I have been fighting for power for half a lifetime, but he was unlucky and died early, which made my Wang family what it is today."

Speaking of this, Wang Jian looked at his son and continued, "Meng Wei is a rare general, but Meng Wu has not received the true inheritance of his father at all, in terms of qualifications, Ben'er, you are almost the same as Meng Wu, but I don't have a grandson like Meng Tian." ”

At this point, the father and son understood, but they were conceited and they would not agree, nor did they dare to refute Wang Qian.

"Father, no one can shake the status of our Wang family in the Qin State, you can rest assured of this." Wang Ben tactfully persuaded his father.

"You'er and the girl of the Meng family are very close, right?" Wang Jian asked suddenly.

Although Wang Ben didn't understand his father's intentions, he replied honestly, "Hmm! That girl ran to Mengfu in three days! ”

Wang Ben still rejects the Meng family very much, and he also has a lot of complaints about his daughter always going to the Meng family.

"Let her go! Whether it's a walk or not, it doesn't hurt us to have a good relationship with the Meng family. ”

After listening to Wang Qian's words, the father and son glanced at each other, and Wang Ben couldn't help asking, "Does my father want to marry the Meng family?" ”

"Connecting with the Meng family is only good for us and my family, and there is no harm." Wang Jian said firmly, "Even if Bian'er doesn't marry Meng Tian, it's okay to marry the second son of the Meng family, although he is a civil official, his future is limitless." ”

Wang Qian, the patriarch, spoke, and although Wang Ben and Wang Li's father and son were unwilling, they did not dare to refute it.

Xianyang, Mengfu, study.

"Big brother, to be honest, if it weren't for us this time, Wang Qian's old horseman wouldn't have won the battle so easily, but now the biggest credit has become his." Zhang Qiang looked at Meng Tian who was sitting calmly in front of the bookcase and looking at the bamboo slips with an indignant face.

"Yes, Childe, now the whole Xianyang City has spread, I heard that Wang Jian asked the king for a lot of beautiful houses and good fields before he set off to the battlefield, and now he has made such a big contribution, and our Mengfu ......" Mengshu, who usually talks very little, couldn't help but complain.

"Aren't we all promoted to the next level?" Meng Tian finally put down the bamboo slip in his hand, "Our king is suspicious by nature, how can he rest assured that almost the entire country's troops will be handed over to Wang Qian?" If Wang Jian didn't do this, and behaved so that the king felt that he was planning for his descendants, how could the king rest assured? ”

Meng Tian's words left the four of them speechless, and Meng Tian asked Ji Ting again: "Ji Ting, how is the matter for you to inquire?" ”

"Li Xin's injuries are almost recuperate, and he has left Xianyang to return to his hometown!" Ji Ting couldn't help but sigh and continued, "The king would not have treated him so seriously, he himself asked to resign, she is also a rare general, but she is ......"

Everyone understands that Ji Ting didn't continue, and they all feel sorry for him, such a rare general, who obviously has an unlimited future, will be drowned in the vast sea of history from now on!

But they only regret it, and they can only regret it!

"The king wants us to train soldiers, it seems that he is already planning to fight the other two kingdoms, and we must not take it lightly." Meng Tian looked at the four of them with sharp eyes and said.

"Yes." The four of them gave a respectful and solemn order.

Meng Tian nodded, "Go and go about your own business!" ”

Meng Tian spoke, and the four of them bowed and were about to retreat, but Meng Tian also lowered his head and wrote something on the bookcase.

Ji Ting walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, looked at Meng Tian's writing brush curiously, and couldn't help asking, "Big brother, what is this thing you use for writing?" ”

Meng Tian raised his head and looked at Ji Ting, and then looked down at the brush in his hand, as if he had thought of something, and a smile broke at the corner of his mouth.

"It's called a brush." Meng Tian thought for a while, and handed the pen in his hand to Ji Ting, "This is for you, you usually write a lot of things, it will be much more convenient to use this." ”

Ji Ting excitedly took the pen that Meng Tian handed him, in fact, when he was marching, he noticed the pen Meng Tian used, but the war was tense, and he didn't have a chance to ask more.

"Thank you, big brother!" Ji Ting took the pen and left.

Looking at Ji Ting's departing figure, Meng Tian took out a piece of brocade from his arms, and carefully opened it to see a brush.

He cautiously reached out and stroked it, as if caressing the girl with a bright smile.

His girl!