Wei Ying knew that he wanted to regain the prestige of the government and the confidence of the people in the government, and he wanted to achieve immediate results.

It's hard.

If you want to break new ground and change the world with your own strength, you must have the courage that no one has ever had before.

Even if it is difficult, he is not afraid.

As long as he does not die and has not fallen, he must be worthy of Yingquliang's trust and build an eternal foundation for the Qin State.

Jing Jian left, Wei Ying's expression was solemn, as the head of the left, he had to provoke the beam, especially to coordinate various deployments.

Not only to deploy the great cause of law change, but also to deal with the impact of domestic and foreign enemies, at this moment, Wei Ying is under great pressure.

It was as if he was walking on his shoulders.

He didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, because he knew that once he slackened, the enemy would devour him at all.

Jing Jian walked into the National Teacher's Mansion and saluted to the wilderness: "National Teacher, Chief Zuo invites you to go to Nanshi Daji in three days, where he wants to rebuild the prestige of the National Mansion. ”

"Okay."

Araku put down the wine cup and nodded.

Seeing Jing Jian leave, he didn't stay, and he knew better than anyone else that upstarts like Jing Jian and Zi Cheying were undoubtedly the busiest during this time.

"Old man Feng, the great world is coming, and from now on, on the land of the Central Plains, wars will become more frequent and more direct."

Feng Zheng nodded: "Killings can't be avoided, even if the Qin State doesn't change the law, it will only become more and more frequent." ”

"In this world, wars will not be quelled, and wars will never disappear, just like this land will never become a country."

Hearing Feng Zheng's words, Huang was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Feng Zheng looking over, Huang picked up the wine cup and hid his whole face in his sleeve.

He and Feng Zheng, these days, they can be regarded as teachers and friends, but this can't be changed, Feng Zheng is the identity of the ancient clan.

The country is the world.

In this era, home is in front of the country.

In an instant, the wilderness seemed to have insight into some secrets, and history records that since the first emperor annexed the Six Kingdoms, the myths and legends on the land of the Central Plains began to break from Qin.

Maybe the First Emperor did something back then, so that the First Emperor died early, and also made Great Qin fall apart in a short period of time.

With a flash of thought in his eyes, he put down the wine cup and smiled: "The rolling river is passing away, the waves are gone, whoever stays is the winner." ”

"Old man Feng, I am not interested in going to the South Gate Daji in three days to witness a famous scene?" Arashi made an invitation to the wind.

"Okay!"

Feng Zheng chuckled: "When people are old, they are good looking and lively." ”

Feng Zheng has his own thoughts in his heart, in his opinion, Huang is different from others, even Feng Yuheng is different.

Arashi has a special cultivation method, which is different from the martial arts that have just been derived, and it is also different from the art of practicing qi, which is very special.

He wants to find out the secrets of the wilderness.

He also knew that Arun wanted to explore the secrets of the ancient clan, and wanted to pursue the ultimate of all monks, immortality.

Two people were drinking in the courtyard, each with different thoughts in their hearts, each with their own hearts, and they both wanted to scrape a pound of meat from each other.

It was late at night.

Feng Zheng went to sleep.

The absurd expression was calm, looking at the starry sky, with thousands of thoughts in his heart, on the school field, the three thousand cavalry had also rested, and the sky and the earth were quiet.

……

Three days later.

This time, the big gathering was just before the busy farming in May, and it was even more lively because the people of the country had time.

Since the morning, the Chinese people who have come from around Liyang have flocked into the south gate of Liyang City in an endless stream, and the market has just opened for a while, and it is already a sea of people.

Wild and Wind came to the bazaar, found a small shop to buy breakfast, and two people had a bowl of mutton soup each, feeling the temperature.

The morning market is very busy.

In particular, the small breakfast shop, because it takes a long time to participate in the market because of the long way from afar, everyone has an empty stomach, so it is natural to come to drink a bowl of mutton soup to fill their stomachs.

Ridiculous looked at the ragged Chinese, and couldn't help but shake his head, he and Feng Zheng were already low-key enough, and they were still incompatible with these people.

The face is yellow and thin, but the eyes are not numb, and the old Qin people at this time are holding a breath of air on their bodies.

Huang just observed silently, he didn't want to disturb this moment, for these people, maybe drinking soup at this moment is beautiful.

After paying the money, the wilderness and the wind went around in the south market, and finally at noon, at this time, they also arrived at the official square of the south city.

At noon, it is the busiest time in Nanshi.

At this time, a group of armor soldiers came to the official workshop, and a thick log they carried leaned against the official square and was stationed here without moving.

Huang glanced left and right, among the people, the civil and military forces of the Qin State came silently, and Yingquliang and others were hidden among the people.

At this moment, there is only one main guard martingale missing.

At this time, Jing Jian walked into the fence, stood on the boulder and shouted to the gathered countrymen, "Everyone wait and listen: according to the order of Zuo Shu Changwei Ying, who can carry this log to the north gate, the government will reward ten gold!" ”

Speaking of this, Jing Jian shook the money bag in his hand a few times towards the Chinese people to show the truth.

It is the nature of Chinese people to look lively.

Seeing a group of people gathered here, in a short period of time, more and more people surrounded them.

The Chinese people pointed and pointed, and the merchants of the eastern countries laughed constantly, and it was obvious that everyone did not believe in this.

The countrymen were pointing and pointing, but they didn't make a stubble, and hung Jing Jian on the stage, frowning, in his opinion, Wei Ying should have mixed in with his own people.

Sure enough, at this time, a businessman wearing green clothes and speaking an authentic old Qin dialect broke this embarrassing stalemate.

"The government is also here to join in the fun? Is this trying to sell this broken log? ”

The green-clothed merchant Jia just taunted: "This broken wood is worth ten gold? It's a money grab, right? ”

"It's so beautiful to think about!" Immediately after, someone shouted, "This broken piece of wood is worth ten more cloth dollars, and you can't ask for one more!" ”

Seeing that someone was taking a stubble, Jing Jian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although these two people were personally arranged by him, but this also meant that the situation was opened.

Seeing the wavering look on the faces of the Chinese people, Jing Jian hurriedly shook the money bag: "It's not about selling wood, it's about offering a reward for moving wood!" ”

"Whoever carries it to the north gate will be rewarded with ten gold!"

"Hahaha......"

The crowd burst into laughter again.

At this time, for the first time, the Chinese people really took over, and a lame old man shouted, "If you go into battle to kill the enemy and break your leg, you won't be rewarded with a single penny." ”

"Ten gold for moving a piece of wood? Coax honest people to play, don't you? ”

Another young man spoke, with a thick suspicion and disbelief in his tone: "The government said last time that the land endowment would be reduced, and in the end?" ”

"Who would dare to believe what the government says!"

……

Seeing this scene, Huang couldn't help but shake his head, the government of Qin State had a bad reputation, if it weren't for the old Qin people being bullied and oppressed miserably, I was afraid that the Qin State would already have public grievances.