Meng Wu, whether in terms of identity or status, is an out-and-out close minister of Ying Zheng, and Meng Jiajun is also the core of Ying Zheng.

At the beginning, Meng Fu fell ill on the bed, entrusted and returned the Meng family army to Yingzheng, and handed over the future of the Meng family to King Qin.

At that time, Yingzheng was thinking about how to use the Mengjia army to regain the royal power, and then rely on them to fight on the battlefield and pacify the world.

But nearly two years have passed, whether it is ideas or practices, Yingzheng has deviated a lot from what he originally thought.

It is unknown whether there will be deviations in the future, but Ying Zheng knows that the core task must and can only be handed over to Meng Jiajun.

As for pacifying the world, there are naturally other armies, and there is no shortage of candidates to lead the army, Wang Jian and his son, Li Xin, Wei Yi, and even Suo Lin and Qiang are all good candidates.

In fact, Ying Zheng's idea was not just generated, but was considered as early as last year when the Meng family army was asked to build a mausoleum, and what he was most worried about was Meng Wu's reaction.

Now it seems that Meng Wu did not seem so difficult to accept when he was shocked by the secrets behind them.

After all, what Ying Zheng said has gone beyond the boundaries of countries, personal interests, gains and losses, and honor and disgrace.

After thinking for a while, Meng Wu said: "Wechen has long said that the Mengjia army is the king's army, and you can use it however you want, whether it is fighting a war or building a mausoleum, there is no problem."

"Huh." Ying Zheng smiled and said, "It's good that you don't have any doubts, just now you asked the widow if he had any plans, and the widow's plan is to let the Meng family army stay north of the Great Wall after building the royal tomb and the Great Wall, and form a group."

"Then, the Mengjia army stayed there to multiply, not only to protect the Great Wall, but also to defend against the Xiongnu and other Beidi tribes."

"And Meng Tian has already thought of the name of this ethnic group, which is called Mongolia."

"Mongol ......," Meng Wu said in a low voice, "The name is not bad, but it is just a centaur, I'm afraid it won't be able to resist the mighty Huns."

Meng Wu's concerns are indeed more realistic, in Huaxia people and horses are a lot of force, but on the grassland, in the face of those Beidi people who are all soldiers, these horses are obviously not enough.

"So." Yingzheng paused and said, "The most important thing that the widow wants to discuss with you is the expansion of the army."

"Expansion?" Meng Wu's brows moved, and he asked, "What the king said, but to expand the Meng family's army?"

"Yes!" Ying Zheng said with certainty, "The expansion of the army is imperative. In the future, we must have enough people to deal with the Xiongnu, and at present, the more manpower needed to build the royal tomb, the better."

"Your Majesty, are you sure that you will not use civilian labor in the construction of this royal tomb?" Meng Wu asked.

"Sure." Without a trace of hesitation, Ying Zheng looked at Meng Wu firmly, "This matter must not be involved in the private world."

"First, this royal tomb is too mysterious, and there is no room for sloppiness, the slightest carelessness will have very serious consequences, if there is a rework, it will definitely delay the overall construction period."

"Second, since it is secretive, it is necessary to keep a drop of water exposed, and for the civil laborers, it is obvious that we can't control it, especially when it comes to strange things, it is difficult to keep them shut."

"In the past three years, Meng Jiajun has become familiar with the environment and process of doing things in Lishan, and he has become one with the Jingjia class, which is naturally more suitable."

Ying Zheng's three reasons can't help but be unconvincing.

In fact, there is another reason, that is, using the army to build the royal tomb is much less expensive than using labor.

Of course, for this reason, how can Ying Zheng say it.

"Good!" Meng Wu said in a loud voice, "Then next, Weichen will expand the Meng family's army for the king, but I don't know, what is the number of people the king expected?"

Ying Zheng smiled and stretched out a palm and gestured.

"Expand?" Meng Wu asked.

"Hehe, Wan!" Ying Zheng said with a smile.

Meng Wuyi

stumbled, and Meng Yi next to him almost fell.

Since Ji Fa said that there are enough original grain seeds in the Tomb of King Wu, Yingzheng is naturally full of confidence.

Expand Wan, anyone who hears this will be surprised, and some people will even think it's a joke, so many people, what to raise?!

But the problem of military rations and grain and grass does not seem to exist here in Yingzheng at all.

"General Meng, don't panic, you just let go and recruit soldiers." Ying Zheng said calmly, "If you meet a good one, you will stay for the Mengjia army, and if there is something that you can't see, you will be assigned to other states and counties, after all, there is a lack of troops in Liangzhou now."

"Understood." Meng Wu arched his hand and said, "Wechen immediately began to recruit new soldiers."

At this moment, Zhao Gao entered the door and said to Yingzheng, "Your Majesty, Jingfan is here."

"Okay, please." Ying Zhengdao.

After a while, Jing Fan entered the study and saluted Ying Zheng and the others one by one.

Today's Jing Fan, although the official position is not big, but the influence of the entire Great Qin is increasing day by day, everyone knows that the ancient gods are from the hands of the Jing family class, and they also know that the Jing family class is building a royal tomb for the king of Qin.

"How's it going, how are the craftsmen doing when they come back?" Ying Zheng asked Xiang Jingfan.

"Not bad." Jing Fan replied, "After a little trimming, it entered the state of construction."

Ying Zheng smiled, got up and walked up to Jing Fan, handed Zheng Guo's letter to Jing Fan and said, "Look at this."

Jing Fan respectfully took the brocade silk and carefully read the contents of the letter.

"This ......" Jing Fan is so smart, he knows at a glance that Ying Zheng let him see the matter of flying crossbows.

"Huh." Ying Zheng smiled, "Our flying crossbow has been targeted, and now it has become a bargaining chip."

"Your Majesty, how much time do we have to build?" Jing Fan asked.

"Don't worry, you just need to rush normally." Ying Zheng said, "For that Han Fei's matter, it can't be solved in a day and a half."

"However, even if we don't have that, we don't have much of a crossbow left, and now that half of the craftsmen have returned, it's time to prepare more crossbows for battle."

Because of the relationship between the royal tombs, during this time, the Jingjiaban almost did not produce much ordnance.

"Okay, no problem." Jing Fan replied firmly.

"The widow has just finished discussing the expansion of the army with General Meng, you Jingjia class, if you can't do it, let's expand it too." Ying Zheng said.

"If that's the case, then it's good." Jing Fan hesitated slightly, and said, "It's just that many things in the king are quite secretive, and I am afraid that blind solicitation will have an impact on the control of the Jing family's class."

"That's right." Ying Zheng thought for a moment and said, "In this way, let's not recruit openly, and the craftsmen of your Jing family class will nominate them, don't the craftsmen have masters, senior brothers or something, every time you nominate one, the widow will give a corresponding reward, if you nominate more, you can also enter the knighthood."

"The newly recruited craftsmen are also under your unified management, but they can only make ordnance and porcelain, and cannot touch the royal tombs and dense stones."

"Is that okay?"

"Hey, hey." Jing Fan said happily, "This is good, in this way, the manufacture of ordnance and porcelain will be guaranteed, and the brothers will not be so tired."

Ying Zheng nodded and said, "The widow knows that during this time, you and the brothers have worked hard, and the widow will order Changping Jun to allocate more rewards to the Jing family class."

Jing Fan thought that Yingzheng had misunderstood his intentions, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, the king, Weichen didn't mean that."

Ying Zheng raised his hand to stop Jing Fan and said, "The widow knows that you are not asking for a reward, but for the Jing family class, the widow is really satisfied, besides, if the craftsmen are not encouraged, how can they be motivated."

"Uh......, hehe, yes." Jing Fan scratched the back of his head with a smile and said, "Then in addition to the ordnance, what else does the king need to make?"

Ying Zheng sighed lightly and said, "Before going to the Western Regions, the widow will be in the palace

The porcelain was almost clean, and it was all taken to the Western Regions to display the goods, and I made friends and gave it away, so I made some more porcelain, A

It's good for the harem, and as for the matter of trade, don't rush it first."

For the trade of the Western Regions, Ying Zheng wanted to keep a hand first, and at present, he was only engaged in the business of silk and tea, which could already play a great role.

"Well, all things are subject to the king's will." Jing Fan arched his hand.

"One more thing." Ying Zheng said.

"Speak, Your Majesty."

"The widow needs you to accompany the widow and senior Ji to the Tomb of King Wu." Ying Zheng said slowly.

After all, when the mausoleum was built in the future, Jing Fan was the main figure, and the more he knew about the mausoleum of King Wu of Zhou, the easier it would be to get started.

If there is any secret, it is a big deal to leave him on the fourth floor.

"Hehe, of course it's fine." Jing Fan's eyes lit up and said, "When are you leaving?"

"Two days later." Ying Zheng said, "You go back and take out the pattern to familiarize yourself with it, and when you're ready, let's go."

"Okay." Jing Fan responded and left the palace.

Two days later, Ying Zheng took Jing Fan to Sima's Mansion, but heard that Ji Fa and Sima's father and son were both in Wenluo's residence in the Waifu.

In the courtyard of the new literary residence, a large group of literati sat around an old man in white, listening intently.

"That Yang Jian, but he's an incredible character! Wen Taowu is strategic, wise and brave, and is the number one brave general of the Great Zhou!"

"I think at the beginning, he saw that there was no way out of business, so he took the six Meishan brothers to defect to the Great Zhou, and led the army all the way to overcome obstacles, fought in the south and the north, and made great achievements, and in the end, even the court brother was the first to break through by him."

"If you write about this person, you have to write him more powerfully."

The old man in white who spoke was naturally Ji Fa.

It turned out that when he had nothing to do in the past few days, Sima Jie asked Ji Fa to talk about the late Shang and early Zhou periods, and introduce every character of that era, so as to facilitate the compilation of "Fengshen Bang".

And the people sitting below are naturally all scribes selected by Sima Jie, and they are also the main force in writing the "Fengshen List".

Ying Zheng didn't bother, and motioned for Jing Fan to also walk lightly to the front.

"Senior, if you write a mythological story, you must first give Yang Jian a resounding name." In the crowd, a scribe shouted.

"Yes, let's first come up with a nice and powerful name for this person based on his characteristics." Another voice rang out.

"Characteristics ......" Ji Fa thought for a while and said, "Yang Jian is second in the family, he is calm and insightful, and he often has to analyze things thoroughly before choosing the best solution."

"Hehe, then it's better to call him Erlang God." A scribe said with a smile.

"It's not bad to call Erlang Zhenjun."

"And three eyes."

"Hahaha......

Everyone laughed together.

Sima Jie was smiling, and suddenly saw that Yingzheng was not far away, so he got up and said to everyone: "Senior Ji still has something to do, let's get here today, and let's discuss the rest in private, let's disperse."

And they arose, bowed, and departed.

Ying Zheng stepped forward and said with a smile, "Hehe, yes, according to this, this mythical story should be formed immediately."

"Hmm." Ji Fa nodded and said, "The imagination of these descendants is really rich, these days, when I have time, let the old man tell them stories."

"Let's tell this story later." Ying Zheng said, "Master, it's time for us to go."

"Okay, let's go." Ji waved his hand and went out of Sima Mansion with Ying Zheng.

Coming to the Tomb of King Wu, Ji Fa opened a simple passage that Ying Zheng didn't know about, and took Ying Zheng directly to the ultimate secret room on the fourth floor.

Looking at the entrance, Ying Zheng's heart was full of emotion, and his eyes were immersed in the black hole.

The long-awaited royal tomb is just around the corner, what will it look like?