A group of Qin Chen, who were invisibly scolded as birdmen, continued to criticize the weak, and the banquet was noisy.

Queen Afang finally left Ying Chengcheng's side to take care of the sons and princesses who were gathered together.

Ying Cheng wiped his sweat and glared at the First Emperor angrily.

Why don't you knock you out once, and as for moving the imperial sister-in-law out to scare me?

The First Emperor smiled happily and took a piece of venison with a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

Make your shaft make a fuss!

The state of Qin was originally a country that did not pay attention to too much etiquette.

The difference between the monarch and the minister at this kind of banquet is not much, and the most important thing is for everyone to eat and drink well and have fun.

When the First Emperor walked into the Xuanniao Hall in a regular robe, he had already set the main tone for this feast.

The First Emperor was scolded by the ministers for a while, then stood up and scolded with a smile: "What does it mean to say people behind your back, if you are not convinced or angry, you will go out to find a debate with the Marquis!"

Yao Jia smiled bitterly and replied loudly: "It is said that my famous master is a sophist, and from today onwards, the word 'sophistry' should belong to Zongheng, and the minister still doesn't know how to deal with it."

"If you're right, let me know first!" The First Emperor pointed at Ying Cheng and said: "A few years ago, this shaft was just like this, and I was so angry that I couldn't eat for two days!"

A courtier suddenly realized and said: "I will never speak fast in vertical and horizontal arguments, it turns out that this statement came from the mouth of Chang'an Jun, no wonder, no wonder."

Another courtier sneered and said: "Just now Chang'anjun is the first to react, I am still secretly thinking about how Chang'anjun can think quickly today, it turns out that Zonghenghou is not learning from Menggong, but Chang'anjun."

There will be more ministers in Japan who will add fuel to the fire, making fun of Yingcheng.

But when everyone saw the queen and Ying Cheng Chan drinking together, most of them were watching at the moment, secretly wondering whether the queen and Ying Cheng Chan had a personal relationship.

"Haha, if you have grudges, you will send them to this erection, for me to be angry back then!"

If the courtiers don't say it, the emperor can say it.

The First Emperor smiled and encouraged his ministers.

With the endorsement of the First Emperor, the ministers did not hesitate anymore, and besieged Ying Chengcheng like a weak siege, even more fierce than just now.

But this siege is not how much the ministers have a bad feeling for Ying Cheng, or what they want to achieve, but more of a joke.

The most important thing is to be happy.

"Ah, yes, yes, you're right!" Ying Chengzhi nodded at the ministers as if he had just been weak, and said, "This gentleman still wants to live longer, don't reason with you birdmen!"

The ministers were suffocated.

Do you have any other words?

"Haha, if you can't eat today, you will rely on Cheng Chan." The First Emperor burst into laughter, raised the wine bottle with both hands, and said to the ministers: "Great Qin has this new image, the princes have worked hard and made great achievements, and I respect the princes for a bottle!" Please fill this bottle! ”

The ministers all knew that the First Emperor was not good at drinking.

However, today I first saluted the Hou of the Vertical and Horizontal and drank it full.

Now he saluted the ministers again and drank it again.

The joy of the First Emperor today can be seen at a glance.

The ministers were still a little worried in their hearts, afraid that there would be no good banquet in this Xuanyao Palace, but now they completely put their hearts in their stomachs.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The unofficial Kui boldly lifted the bottle, and drank it all with the first emperor.

"Drink with Your Majesty!"

Daqin is no longer the only Marquis of Wucheng, although Wang Jian is old, he is still undiminished.

This banquet swept away the past and closed his eyes and fell asleep, without saying a word.

Pick up the wine bottle and tilt your head and pour all the bottles of spirits into your stomach.

His son Wang Ben followed Wang Jian in the same words, and also drank the spirits in the bottle in one gulp.

"It's all up to Your Majesty and the gods!"

Many young generals, Wenchen, looked at the First Emperor with reverence in their eyes, shouted hoarsely, and drank the wine in the bottle, and Li Xin, the Marquis of Longxi, was one of them.

All of them were promoted by the First Emperor, not the First Emperor, and they don't want to climb the Xianyang Hall and enter the Xuanyao Hall in their lives.

In the eyes of these people, the First Emperor was their god.

A monarch who does not remember the distinction of the country, the view of the door, the theory of seniority, and the only one.

A monarch who does not hesitate to reward, is not suspicious, is willing to give them complete trust, and can also share the land with them.

This is their god, the god of Qin, and the god of this world.

Wang Xuan, Feng Quji, Li Si, Wei Yi, Zhang Han and others each said their own words, most of which were words praising the first emperor.

No matter how old they are, whether they can drink or not, whether they like to drink or not, they all drink it all.

The First Emperor had a bottle of wine.

There are no seats in the Xuanyao Palace.

The civil and military ministers congratulated each other.

Laughter and laughter lifted the roof of the temple.

……

In a house in Xianyang City, Zhang Zi, who had met Ying Chengcheng in the building, left the table halfway to avoid imprisonment, stood in front of the window, looking at the direction of Xianyang Palace.

"The Xuanniao rushed to the sky, and all the birds followed. If Yingzheng does not die, the Qin State will not die. ”

Tuk tuk tuk ~

There was a knock on the door.

Zhang Zi was taken aback.

How could anyone knock on my door so late at night?

Looking back, this shock is even worse than just now!

He saw a man dressed in white, standing in front of the door!

The knock on the door just now was not the person knocking outside, but inside.

The visitor was playing with a dagger in his hand, and his face was a little pale, as if his injuries had not healed.

"Zhang Liang, Zhang Zifang." The person who came looked at Zhang Zi with a smile and said, "Your Excellency, please."

"Your lord is ......"

"Shh

The figure in white flashed, and he put the dagger on the neck of Zhang Liang, who was known as Zhang Zi, and interrupted Zhang Liang's speech with his actions, and put a finger on his mouth.

"Don't talk."

At an incredibly fast speed, the white-clothed man who rushed to Zhang Liang's side seemed to be smiling.

"Thou hast ......"

"Alas, not cooperative."

The man in white struck Zhang Liang on the back of the head with the hilt of his knife.

Poor Zhang Liang didn't say a complete sentence, and he fainted on the spot.

"This doesn't look as powerful as the king said, this is the most skilled Korean in the world? And I can't listen to him say a complete sentence to scare me. The man in white said with some disappointment.

He was about to take Zhang Liang away, when he suddenly felt a little dizzy, and in a startle, he hurriedly jumped out of the window with Zhang Liang.

Bang~

This sound alarmed Zhang Liang's companion who was sleeping next door.

"The thief is gone!"

A strong man with a sledgehammer was wearing only a single coat, and hurriedly broke out of the window and chased after the white shadow.

Brush brush brush ~

Eight swordsmen wearing black light armor, all holding snow bright cold knives in their hands, did not smile, and the swordsmen covered with visors intercepted the strong man.

The strong man was eager to save people, and he struggled to smash a gap to break through the eight-person interception and recover Zhang Liang.

While~

This hammer was originally smashed by one person, but it was eight knives in unison.

A strong man with a knife can easily chisel it, break out of the formation and go in pursuit.

But these eight knives came out together, and the strong man's body was shocked, and he did not advance but retreated.

"What can you do that cease to be reckless? Obviously an assassin, but he was named a reckless man by the king, are you not ashamed? ”

The man in white was Jing Ke, who was walking with people and was stopped by a man dressed in a black short beat with bare arms outside.

"Don't talk about it, how strong are you as a scientist compared to me? I'm a little dizzy, let's see what's going on. ”

The black short-beaten man known as the scientist covered his mouth and nose and broke Zhang Liang's hand.

I saw that Zhang Liang's hands were wet, and there were traces of yellow powder.

For a moment, Jing Ke only felt that the dizziness was aggravated again, and he hurriedly covered his mouth and nose.

"I've never seen a drug, it's extremely effective, and it's worth studying."

The scientist tore off a piece of cloth from Zhang Liang's body, wiped the marks in Zhang Liang's hand, folded the cloth twice, and then kicked it into his arms.

"Drugged? How can it be like you! Is he mad about it? Jing Ke was angry and said, "Does he take the antidote first every night?"

Although Jing Ke didn't finish speaking, the scientists understood what Jing Ke meant.

There is no distinction between the drug and the enemy, if you don't take the antidote.

If Jing Ke was going to faint, Zhang Liang would not be spared.

If it weren't for madness, who would go to bed every night and take the antidote first, and then spread the drug in the room - it is a three-part poison.

"Use your brain, this drug has not melted, it is obviously temporarily wet. It should have been this medicine in his cuff. The first time you look at him, he gets the drug wet. He didn't take the antidote, you are fascinated with him, tomorrow he has his own companions. ”

Jing Ke didn't believe it, and said: "What you said is full of loopholes, so if my companion arrives first, won't he still have to be restrained."

The scientist was too lazy to take care of Jing Ke, and waved his hand to ask Jing Ke to take Zhang Liang away quickly.

Jing Ke couldn't get an explanation, so he didn't leave.

The scientist said helplessly: "You are fascinated, which proves that the room is full of drugs, and your companion is not fascinated when he enters?"

"Then his companion enters without being fascinated?"

"Won't his companion take the antidote in advance?"

"You just said that he didn't take the antidote first."

The scientist took a deep breath.

Can the king expel this reckless man from the Chang'an Monarch's Mansion? What do you keep him doing with such a brainless person? Infuriating?

Jing Ke rolled his eyes, and then suddenly realized: "I understand, Zhang Liang didn't take the antidote, and deliberately released the drug." Tomorrow, when his companion does not see others, he will first take the antidote and come to the house to look for him. South Korea is the best at art in the Seven Kingdoms, and Zhang Liang is the best at South Korea. This thief is so treacherous, and the king will not deceive me! ”

The best person in the world should be the king.

The scientist thought silently.

"Go back quickly, don't let the stutter wait."

"No."

The reckless man walked away.

The scientist's figure faltered, and in a moment he arrived at the battlefield of the strong man with the hammer and the eight-knife man.

"Stop."

"Yui."

The Eight Swordsmen replied and retreated as he said.

The strong man already had several knife wounds on his body, and the blood was pouring out, but he was still brave.

Seeing the Eight Swordsmen retreating, the strong man with the red eye rushed up with a hammer.

The scientist frowned, took out a small packet of unknown powder from his bosom, and threw it on the ground where the strong man rushed to the ground.

Peng~

There was a thunderclap on the ground!

Dirt was splashed everywhere, and the smell of gunpowder smoke was permeating.

The strong man was blown up and turned backwards by the impact of the explosion.

This bombing made the strong man out of the war.

The strong man carried a hammer and looked at the scientist with an angry expression.

The scientist sighed softly and said, "I'm not good at fighting."

Eight Blades: ......

Brawny:......

The strong man was about to scold the pretending scientist in front of him, when he suddenly noticed that there was an "ink" word on the collar of the scientist.

The strong man's heart sank, and he said in a deep voice: "You are the Mo family?"

"The world is white, but I am the only black." The scientist nodded and said, "I have heard for a long time that there is a brave man in the rivers and lakes, a big hammer. When I saw it today, it lived up to its name. ”

The strong man carried the hammer in his hand and stepped forward.

Blood dripped onto the splattered dirt.

"I have intersected with several ink heroes, since you are a Mo family, even if it is Qin Mo who works for Qin, I can't bear to kill you, get out of the way!"

The scientist looked at the brawny man who was breathing heavily.

The smoke and dust from the explosion just now entered the strong man's mouth and nose.

After roughly calculating the time, the scientist said, "My drug is also very powerful."

The strong man's eyelids fought, and he knew that something was wrong.

There was a swift wind behind his head, and in the past, strong men could repel it casually, but today his reaction was half a beat slower.

This slow half-beat made the strong man feel a pain in the back of his head, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground in response.

A man with an armor-covered face that was exactly the same as the one worn by the Eight Swordsmen, holding a short dagger in his hand, stood behind the position where the strong man was standing.

The man with the short dagger saluted the scientist and said, "Giant."

"I'm not Qin Mo, I'm the Mo family." The scientist walked up to the burly man and whispered.

The sound of fighting and killing here naturally can't hide from the city defense troops patrolling the surrounding area.

A large group of city defenders rushed to this side.

But when they arrived, there was nothing left but the marks of the fight.

The events of this night were constantly reported until the Imperial Front.

The First Emperor glanced at him casually and instructed Zhao Gaodao: "If there is any such incident in the future, it will be sent to the Chang'an Monarch's Mansion."

That's another story.

That night, the protégé of the Yin and Yang family who is good at looking forward to qi in the world, no matter where he is.

You can see a very strange bird, rising to the sky in the direction of Xianyang, followed by ten thousand birds.

This Xuanniao circled in the air for a circle, and then with a sharp roar, it took ten thousand birds into the starry sky.

That night, the stars shone brightly.

The Emperor Star is radiant, and its light is dazzling, and the bright moon cannot match it.

……

Xianyang Palace.

Xuanniao Temple.

When the feast is in progress.

Staggered.

The ministers of the Qin State, you respect me, I respect you, the sound of clinking glasses is endless, and the words are unscrupulous.

Purification ritual of floating a cup of wine down a stream.

The Xuanyao Hall has a river made of fine copper, which is filled with clear water.

There are constantly palace maids and eunuchs, who place snacks, delicacies, and fine wine on carefully crafted vessels that can float on the water.

The vessels were put into the water, and flowed along the rivers made of brass, and were taken from them.

A scene of prosperity.

There are beautiful dancers, and beautiful dances are even more beautiful.

There are beauties singing poems in response, and the poems move with people, just right.

There are Lingyou who enter the palace to perform, but this performance is not singing and dancing, but a drama similar to that of later generations.

The dramas are all about the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, such as Shang Ying's migration of wood for the letter, Zhang Yidong's departure from the Six Kingdoms, and King Qin Wu's victory in the Zhou Dynasty......

Tonight's Xuanyao Temple.

It is very lively, and the guests and hosts are happy.

The parallel system of the county and the state and the cattiness of the order of Tui En are not unnoticeable to the ministers.

On the contrary, most people can see that these people are the smartest people of our time.

But the problem is that on the eve of the implementation of the parallel system of counties and states, the great debate between the feudal system and the county system was that the feudal system was lost, and the ministers were ready for the first emperor to directly implement the county system.

At this time, the first emperor broke his promise and became fat, his majesty was damaged, and he was willing to share the land with the ministers, which made the ministers not moved.

And before that, the title of Qin could not be hereditary.

The son of Chehou had a bit of status when Chehou was alive, and Chehou was a commoner when he died.

It is undeniable that the son of the Marquis of Che wants military merits, which is much easier than that of ordinary civilians, and someone will take care of it.

But in general, or at least on the bright side, it is still necessary to fight out little by little according to the military merit system.

Now the title can be demoted to hereditary, which is a great benefit.

The courtiers' support for the First Emperor reached an unprecedented level.

Although the ministers are clear.

Once the title is divided, the Qin law that the title is not hereditary is probably to be changed - who is willing to take out their land and dedicate it?

But in the face of the First Emperor, this supreme god who rules the world.

The ministers are really not sure in their hearts.

If the First Emperor can defeat the Six Kingdoms, he will be able to defeat them all again.

If the hereditary article is not changed, even if the feudal is accepted, according to the Qin law, after the death of the person who divides the fief, the fief should be returned to the hands of Qin Jun.

Rather than being fearful of being permanently divided, it is better to restrict it and castrate it separately.

Although the fief was divided into three after his death, he thought about it from the other side.

The eldest and second are dead, and the third can continue the offspring, so as not to be extinct, isn't it good?

Later generations called this risk sharing, and the old Chinese saying is that eggs are not put in the same basket.

The Zhuge family in the Three Kingdoms did this, and the Wei, Shu, and Wu families bet together.

Don't believe Zhuge Liang's words of "Chenben cloth, ploughing in Nanyang", this is Zhuge Wuhou's humble words.

Which farmer planted a scholar?

What farmer has the financial resources to read so many books?

Which farmer can know Sima Hui and Xu Shu, and can be strongly recommended to Liu Bei by the two?

The feast of the Xuanyao Hall entered the climax.

Ying Chengcheng looked at this scene of the harmony of the monarch and the ministers, and his heart was settled.

Steady, steady.

Wang Juan, Feng Quji, Wang Qian, Wang Ben, Wei Yi, Yao Jia are all fierce people, and they are all loyal to the emperor's brother.

How can you lose this wave of flying dragon riding faces?

I don't believe that Daqin can die II.

"The princes were so calm, except for Cheng Chan, no one said anything to me about sharing the land. In that case, it is up to me to bring up the matter. ”

The First Emperor was sitting on a high seat with his legs together, his face suddenly becoming serious.

The expressions of the ministers were not the usual cautious, but pleasantly surprised.

Because they know.

The First Emperor was serious this time, not to exert the monarch's authority, but to exert the monarch's grace, and to divide the land with them.

Zhao Gao, Gai Nie.

One person holds a roll of bamboo slips.

One is respectful, the other is expressionless.

The bamboo slip was placed on the table in front of the First Emperor.

The ministers' eyes moved with the two bamboo slips.

If what they expected was right, it should be their dirt inside!

While~

The First Emperor placed the sword of King Qin on the table.

The ministers were solemn, and they were all sitting with their chests straight.

The First Emperor opened a scroll of bamboo slips.

The ministers' hearts fluttered.

"Wucheng Marquis Wang Jian has a fief Wucheng, and now he will be ...... again"

"Your Majesty is slow, the minister has something to say."

This speech.

It broke the atmosphere of harmony between the monarch and the minister.

interrupted the words of the First Emperor Yingzheng.

Started the murderous intent of Wucheng Marquis Wang Qian.

The ministers looked sideways angrily.

Your Majesty is dividing the land, what can't you say after you finish dividing it?

Eyes focused on one person.

He was a protégé of Confucianism and an official servant.

The surname is Chunyu, and the name is Yue.

The First Emperor's voice stopped abruptly when he read it, and he raised his head with a smile, as if his mood was not affected at all.

"If you have anything to say, you say."

……

[PS: There is still a slight headache, the fever has subsided, it is nasal congestion, throat inflammation is uncomfortable, I wanted to rest and sleep after writing this chapter, but I thought about it, it was broken here, it seems to be a bit excessive, the author Jun got up again and continued to code words, striving for 12 o'clock, the liver of the next chapter came out! 】

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