In the end, the Mo family still gathered all the nobles of the Qin State together, and the time was also chosen on the summer solstice.

In addition to washing their hair on three days, bathing on five days, and then giving one day of rest on the fifth day, the officials of the pre-Qin period could only have three days off on the summer solstice and winter solstice, and occasionally two days off on the monarch's birthday.

Therefore, it is not easy to gather these nobles in Xianyang to everything, and they can only choose a unified vacation time.

"In other words, why didn't the Mo family choose Xianyang, but went to this distant Duyou?" All the nobles are very puzzled, a good Xianyang is not chosen, but must choose Du Post in the next city of Xianyang, Du Post is also forgotten, not in Du Post City, but in a cottage outside Du Post City.

"It always feels like you're in a den of thieves!" Wang Ben and Xiao Xuan looked at the blood stains on the mountain road beside the road that had not yet dried and the sword marks on the trees, they were too reckless and fierce.

If it weren't for the invitation from the Mo family, they really thought they were going to enter the den of thieves.

"Don't doubt it, it's really a den of thieves!" Shrinking Xuan pointed to a cracked plaque on the edge of the cottage door, and put it together, the words "Black Wind Village" were still vaguely visible.

Walking into the cottage, although the black and white cloth full of Mohist style hung by the Mo family, it is not difficult to imagine what was once done here when looking at the knives and swords on the tables and chairs and the dark red blood stains that could not be scrubbed.

"There's no way, Mobi Mountain is poor, and the security around Xianyang is too good, and you can only go to Duyou to find such a bandit's den!" Jin Yao and Lan are also difficult.

There are three veins of the Mo family, the richest is Mo Debate, and the poorest is also Mo Debate.

The rich is that they do not lack project funds, the poor is that each of them owes a lot of debt, and the rich ones are the projects rather than the individuals.

So, they couldn't afford to rent the Xianyang venue, and they didn't have the money to buy food and wine for the banquet elders.

Jin Yao and Lan not only solved the venue problem, but also made up the expenses needed to entertain the elders from the inheritance of Black Wind Village.

"Banqueting in the bandits' den for hundreds of officials and thousands of generals in Xianyang, the old man is also experiencing it for the first time!" Wang Qian, Meng Wu and other generals didn't care, but felt more comfortable, because there was no need to care about any etiquette because of the venue, and they could sit as comfortable as they could.

Although the civil officials and nobles were a little dissatisfied, they also knew the purpose of this visit, and compared to the huge military merits and benefits, even if the banquet was held in the cowshed, they could accept it.

A huge severed cow, sheep and deer were grilled in the middle, and then a Mo disciple distributed the roasted meat to the guests.

The guests and nobles ate the meat, their eyes lit up, and then they all knew what kind of meat it was, but without heads, who could say that they ate cows, sheep, and deer, which only sacrifices and kings could eat? So, no one cared about the simplicity of the environment anymore, and feasted on it.

Everyone knew it, even the court lieutenant was also immersed in feasting, and the official positions present were not low, so there was no need to find it unpleasant and disagreeable.

"It's a rare way to eat!" Ying Zheng actually came, after all, as the king of Qin, all the officials and nobles were gathered, if he was not there, the hundred officials and generals were really panicked, didn't he want to rebel?

It's just that he sat behind the screen with Gai Nie in plain clothes, and all the officials knew that no one went out of their way to break it, so he was regarded as a colleague and a sharer.

"The princes came, Jin was very happy, and he didn't say much else, it was all in the wine!" Jin Yao walked out with the wine jar, looked at it with a smile and said that someone said, and then he drank it tons and tons.

"Do you really want to finish it?" Looking at the wine jar around him, except for the military generals and some civil officials who can drink specially, many people's faces have changed greatly.

"So, it's still too young, a real veteran aristocrat, who doesn't know what kind of escort to bring on such an occasion." Duke Qi smiled and looked at some nobles whose faces had changed, so that by distinguishing them, they could see which were the real backbone of the Qin State.

The old nobles know very well that on this occasion, they should bring the best drink in the clan, and then vomit what should be vomited, and stay to talk about things when they should talk.

"I ......" shrink

Xu's face was pale, but he knew this kind of thing, the problem was that he was alone, and there was no one to do it for him.

"Just mean it, we'll do the rest!" Just when he was in distress, someone took the jar of wine on his strip and poured a glass into his wine bottle, and the rest of the jar was drunk by someone behind him.

He turned his head and looked at it and found that he didn't know it, and he was a little surprised.

"It's the Che clan!" Wang Ben whispered to his side and said, and pointed to the location of the Ziche clan leader.

Shrinking Xuan immediately understood, and then raised the wine bottle to salute the patriarch of the Ziche clan, and the patriarch of the Ziche clan also raised his glass with a smile.

"Bang dang ~ bang dang ~" The wine jar was smashed, and then the drunk went to get drunk, and they all got together awake.

Soon, the ten disciples of the Mo family carried a huge sand table map and put it in the field, which was really a miniature sand table in the Hexi Corridor, and it was extremely detailed, and even marked the distribution and strength of the various ethnic groups in the grassland.

"Mo family!" Everyone is a little more dignified about the Mo family in their hearts, such a detailed map, even the Qin State does not have it, and it can be made into a sand table, which makes people see the situation more intuitively.

"This is the topography of the Hexi Corridor and the Hetao Plain measured by my Mo disciples from high altitudes, known as the Yellow River, and the only way to get rich is the Hetao Plain!" Jin Yao pointed to a few words above and said.

"Can you herd horses?" Wang Jian and Meng Wu asked.

"Herding horses? What a waste of land you have, you can farm and produce grain here, and it is not worse than Chengdu!" Jin Yao said seriously.

Zhisu Neishi and Lü Buwei's breathing became heavy, the second Chengdu country of abundance! Fight, must fight, isn't it just money and food, we are out!

"This is the land of horses!" Jin Yao also knew what Meng Wu and Wang Jian were thinking, and then pointed to the large green grassland in the middle of the Hexi Corridor, at the northern foot of the Lenglong Mountains in the Qilian Mountains.

"It's not big, it's just more than 3 million acres!" Jin Yao said casually, but his eyes were glancing at a kind of military general of the Qin State.

"Hiss~" All the generals gasped, do you care about more than three million acres of grassland?

Jin Yao was very satisfied with the expressions of these guys, it was the Shandan Military Horse Farm, the world's largest military horse farm, with an annual output of 300,000 war horses, even larger than the three major military horse farms of Zhao Kingdom combined.

"It's done!" Meng Wu and Wang Jian glanced at each other, and then looked at the other military nobles, how many war horses can be produced every year in such a large horse farm!