"Brother Huang didn't say that I haven't found out yet, it's really rotten."

Ying Cheng pulled up his third nephew, Ying Jianglu, and bowed to the first emperor.

"After three years, there will be Emperor Brother Lao to clean up the mess for us, goodbye to Brother Huang."

Ying Cheng didn't give the miserable face Ying Jiang Lu a chance to speak, so he pulled and left, and the angry roar of the First Emperor came from behind the two.

"I haven't said yes yet!"

Ying Cheng shouted.

"Brother Huang has already agreed!"

Emperor Fang Cai said that Ying Cheng could take Ying Jiang Lu to the desert, and he would clean up the mess.

No jokes.

Ying Jiang Lu couldn't help it, and his expression was so sudden that he followed Ying Cheng out of the door of the council hall.

The eleven or twelfth degree breeze blew on his face, and it couldn't wake up the confusion in his heart.

Ying Cheng pulled Ying Jiang Lu to the open space in front of the main entrance of the Council Hall, looking at the three nephews who were like walking corpses, and anger appeared in his eyes.

Syllable~

He slapped Ying Jiang Lu on the face, causing the third prince of Great Qin to fall to the ground one by one, and blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The surrounding officials who protected the council hall all had their hearts jumping, and they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest when they looked ahead.

"Who are you looking like you're half-dead for? I'm here for you, if you don't want it, I'll call the fourth child now! Go back to your grandmother and continue drinking and playing with the palace maid! ”

"No matter who my uncle goes to, the result is the same, what my father said is right. can't solve the question of the father, and going to the land of the Huns like this is just a waste of his uncle's assets. ”

Ying Jiang Lu let the blood from the corners of his mouth trickle and tick to the ground, and said with a dark face.

"Win the general."

Ying Cheng's expression was calm, and his tone was calm and authentic.

Ying Jiang Lu's heart was shocked, raised his head, and looked up at Ying Cheng.

In the past, Ying Chengcheng called him a glutton, the third child, and he would not call him by his name.

The location of the two of them was quite far away from the burning torch, and the faces of Yingcheng could not be fully illuminated.

Under the cover of the night, his face was not very clear, causing Ying Jianglu to try to open his eyes wide, and he couldn't see what the expression on Ying Cheng's face was.

"I only want to ask you, do you want this fiefdom."

"Uncle, it's not for me to ...... or not"

Ying Jiang Lu explained urgently, and Ying Chengcheng interrupted in a steady tone.

"To be, or not to be."

There is no sense of oppression, no sense of suffocation.

Ying Jiang, who was forced to ask, couldn't feel any pressure from Ying Cheng's body, as if Ying Chengcheng was asking him if he had eaten, naturally, peacefully.

But for some reason, Ying Jianglu has a feeling that this may be the closest he has come to his eldest brother in this life.

In this short moment.

Ying Jiang Lu thought of the lost glass beads in Chang'an Palace.

I thought that I couldn't sleep at midnight every day, and I only hated my mother for being late.

I thought of Xia Wuhe, who had drunk too much and had an unbearable headache.

"Yes!"

Ying Jiang Lu roared, his voice was sharp and loud, and the officials outside the council hall all subconsciously clenched Changge, ready to meet the enemy.

The voice of the third prince is very suitable to be a herald.

The officials who were guarding the council hall thought so.

"! Twist the crooked fart, you! Do you know how thick your uncle's family is? Want to lose it in three years? Dream on you! Such a war is for you to fight for 300 years! ”

Ying Chengcheng scolded and scolded while kicking the buttocks of his third nephew, and his feet were merciless.

Ying Jiang Lu covered his buttocks and jumped and hid, while saying in fright: "Uncle is joking?"

30,000 cavalry fought against the Huns for three years, and the consumption of grain and grass was actually only a part.

Horses, Qin swords, armor stomachs, bows and arrows and other consumable materials consume a lot more money than grain and grass.

There is also the training of soldiers and horses, the death of the war pension, the conscription of the salary, these are all money.

With so much money, even a small country can't support it.

The first emperor said that Ying Cheng could survive for three years with the strength of one person, which was beyond the expectations of Ying Jianglu.

Now that he heard Ying Cheng Chan say that he could provide it for three hundred years, Ying Jiang Lu knew that Ying Cheng Chan had great powers, but he didn't believe it.

But Ying Chengchan didn't bother to talk to the three nephews in detail, after deciding to fight the Huns, Ying Chengchan had a lot of things, and he didn't have time to explain to Ying Jianglu.

"Go back and recruit troops, do you really count on Naigong? was frightened by your father's words again, so he broke off the idea of becoming a king as soon as possible! He's just like you, he's just reading a few military books, and he knows how to fight! ”

Ying Chengcheng turned around and went back to the house, shouting as he walked, his voice deliberately shouting very loudly.

Outside the council hall, the officials held their heads high, and their standing posture was much more straight than in the past.

They are proving that they are committed to protecting themselves, and they don't hear any rumors.

In the council hall, Li Mu, who was either sneering or frowning, finally smiled.

The gentleman scolded well!

Wang Juan, Li Si, Ren Huan, Tu Sui, Zhao Tuo, and Fu Zikang lowered their heads, lying on the map of the big eucalyptus, and seriously studied how many drops of water would be in the East China Sea.

The eunuchs, the palace maids' heads were even lowered, holding their breath, and they didn't dare to come out at all.

They were very envious of the pig at the moment, because the pig could close its ears too.

The First Emperor's face was pale, and he was very ugly, and suddenly a sharp sound pierced the door of the council hall.

"Color! I'm waiting to see how you fight! ”

A long, mocking banter came from the outside.

"Your Majesty, times have changed."

The words "times have changed" are the second time that Ying Chengcheng said to the first emperor.

For the first time, it was Ying Chengchan's strategy to oppose the foolish people of the Legalists, and to move the foundation of Daqin.

The First Emperor snorted coldly, and returned to the Great Eucalyptus with a blushing face.

Everyone hurriedly moved out of the way, putting aside the argument that there were a few droplets of water in the East China Sea.

Except for Li Mu, everyone looked like nothing had happened.

The First Emperor pointed to the Northwest Henan of Great Qin, and wanted to open his mouth to speak several times, but was annoyed by the obvious smile on Li Mu's face.

If it weren't for your profound attainments in the art of war, I would have beheaded you personally!

Ying Zheng thought angrily.

Thinking of Li Mu's profound attainments in the art of war, Yingzheng thought that Li Mu's first battle was in the Xiongnu.

The First Emperor reluctantly turned his head and looked at Li Mu with straight eyes.

"Is the King of Qin going to behead the shepherd?"

Li Mu's smile did not converge, but became bigger and bigger.

This smile made the First Emperor very uncomfortable, and made Li Si and Wang Juan very unhappy.

Let Fu Zikang, who is in the court and has his heart in the Chang'an Monarch's Mansion, worry - drink too much again!

Ren Huan's face was very embarrassed, and let Tu Sui and Zhao Tuo habitually touch the position of the sword hanging on their waists.

The First Emperor calmed his anger, tried his best to soften his voice, and said: "Zhao Wuanjun joked, I don't know if Zhao Wuanjun has a way, within three years, with 30,000 soldiers and horses, to destroy the Huns."

If my Zhao royal family had the King of Qin, the two of them, the world would be Zhao now? The Mandate of Heaven is in Qin......

The performance of the First Emperor not only made Li Mu look down on him, but made Li Mu take a look.

Li Mu only felt that he continued to laugh, and it was himself who was ridiculous.

He regained his cold face and said, "None."

Zhao Wuanjun Li Mu, who had to let the Huns dare not go south to herd horses for ten years, replied in person, and the first emperor was not only stable in his heart, but also had a trace of hidden worries in his heart.

Shaft!

I want to see it!

How are you going to change!

said so in his heart, but in the deepest part of the first emperor's heart, he hoped that Ying Chengcheng could slap him in the face.

The loss of face is not worth mentioning compared to the fact that Qin has such a big interest in the land of the Xiongnu.

The First Emperor shook his head and threw his own brother and brother out of his mind.

"No matter what the shaft is, how much grain is there in Xianyang Warehouse?"

Fu Zikang didn't think about it, and immediately replied: "There are still five grains."

"Accumulation" is a unit of grain quantifiers, which means that grain is piled up in one place, usually 10,000 stone of grain is a grain accumulation.

But in Xianyang, the capital of Qin, 100,000 stone grains are accumulated in one place, one grain is 100,000 stone grains, and five grains are 500,000 stone grains.

"Immediately transfer one accumulation to Shangjun, no, two accumulations."

"Yui."

"Zhao Wu Anjun, can you tell me and the dukes, how did you kill 100,000 Huns in the first battle of Yanmen back then?"

That's what it is.

On the experience of fighting the Huns, Li Mu was the most important in the world.

Li Mu said with a cold face: "Mu is for the king, this picture is too big, take the Yanmen map."

The first emperor was overjoyed, and hurriedly ordered the eunuch next to him to get the map of Yanmen.

It doesn't matter whose face it is, it's important to get Li Mu to personally guide you.

On this night, dozens of candles were wasted in the council hall.

In the Ganquan Palace, the Yue Nu, who was no longer covered with an iron mask, stood in front of Zhao Ji, recounting the journey of stabbing Ying Cheng a few days ago until today.

Of course, there are some unspeakable images hidden in this.

Empress Dowager Zhao leaned lazily on the bed, her eyes closed, her breathing steady, as if she was asleep.

“…… The shaft asked me to sue the Queen Mother. ”

Yue Nu said this, and when she stopped, she seemed to have some difficulties.

Empress Dowager Zhao was silent, her breathing rate did not change, and her chest covered by the light gauze rose and fell steadily.

I don't know how long it took, but there was an extra layer of wax oil at the bottom of the candles in the temple.

Yue Nu was ready to flee immediately, and said in a tone that was no different from what she had said before: "She wants the Queen Mother to lock up Your Majesty, and don't force that erection all day long." He said that he was a natural king, and he was unwilling to do anything like a state and a national lieutenant. ”

At the moment when Yue Nu's voice fell, Zhao Ji opened her eyes, and there was a flash of light in them, which was immediately replaced by a soft color.

"If the shaft wants you to stay by his side, you will stay."

Zhao Ji pointed to the ground with her snow-white toes without shoes and socks, wearing a plain white light veil, and floated in front of Yue Nu.

Her face, which seems to never grow old, is still beautiful, graceful, and with the blessing of her charming eyes, she looks so charming.

The green jade pointed at the Yue Nu's lips, and Zhao Ji murmured: "You are so beautiful, you can't do it even if you are a man." Let's go, if I don't leave, I won't be reluctant. ”

Yue Nu felt an inexplicable heat all over her body, and hurriedly suppressed it with strong internal force.

Zhao Ji's voice fell, and Yue Nu, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately withdrew and retreated.

"Farewell to the Queen Mother."

Inside the temple, the door was wide open.

The sound is not over, the person has passed away.

Only one finger is left in the air, her eyes are like silk threads, and her face is like a goddess.

"It's interesting to look at it from the outside, why don't you come in and see it."

Zhao Ji gently pulled the white yarn, and her plain white elegant clothes slipped down three inches, revealing jade shoulders that were three points whiter than the clothes and had two delicate collarbones.

Bang~

The door of the temple was pulled and closed by an external force.

"Zhang Han doesn't dare!"

Zhao Ji chuckled, took out the Zhao Guohu wine stored in Xianyang Palace, poured bottle after bottle, and his complexion gradually changed from ruddy to ruddy.

Now compared with Fang Cai, Zhao Ji is a little less graceful and luxurious, and a little more glamorous.

Drunk.

People are drunk.

"What a gun, it's so powerful."

Zhao Ji was drunk, holding the wine bottle high, half-exposing her snow-white lotus arms, and whispered to the wine bottle full of Zhao Guohu's wine.

She held the bottle and poured it into her mouth, but half of the wine did not enter her mouth, but slid down her snow-white neck across the hills and into the ravine.

Some go downstream.

Some of them don't fall off the wall.

Belch~

Xu was too quick and too anxious, and Zhao Ji had a long wine burp.

Her exhalation caused the flame of the candle on the table in front of her to flicker.

As if dissatisfied with the rising candle flame, Zhao Ji turned the bronze wine bottle upside down on the candle flame that was like a bean.

Even if the rumors are false, when the two make peace, their skills will be lost. If he has a gun, he can't kill it. ”

The light is gone.

Darkness.

"Then Grandma wants you to be together, dog man and woman."

……

The third prince of Great Qin, Yingjun, had a very complicated mind, and returned to his mother's palace with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Push open the outermost palace door casually, and Ying Jiang Lu will enter the outer hall of the palace.

After walking more than ten steps, he walked to the main hall adjacent to the outer hall, and walked towards the dormitory where he lived with his head bowed.

"Chang'an-kun, what's wrong with my son!"

only heard a crisp sound of slamming the table, and Ying slapped Concubine Chu into flames, burning with anger.

Ying Jiang Lu woke up and looked up, only to see his biological mother, squeezed out a reluctant smile, and said, "Why hasn't Mother fallen asleep yet."

At this time in the past, his mother had almost fallen asleep for half an hour.

Concubine Chu rushed over angrily and hurriedly, leaning over to support General Yinglu's shoulders.

"What the hell is that guy doing to me? Let my son be like this? ”

The left hand reached down and grabbed the right hand of the parent, and Concubine Chu was like a female dragon that had been touched against the scales, dragging Ying Jiang Lu towards the palace gate.

"Don't be afraid, my mother will take you to Zhangtai Palace to talk about this matter with Your Majesty!"

"Mother! The father is not in Zhangtai Palace! If you take me to find my father, your dormitory will become a cold palace in the future! ”

Ying Jiang Lu pouted his buttocks, his body sank, and he grabbed Concubine Chu's left hand with both hands, dragging him backwards desperately.

Concubine Chu paused abruptly when she heard what her parents and children said.

Originally, Concubine Chu and Ying counteracted the two forces of Lu's mother and son.

Concubine Chu stopped without warning, and as soon as her strength was discharged, Ying Jiang Lu almost pulled herself to a big heel.

Before Ying Jiang Lu could stand firm, Concubine Chu looked back and said, "How do you say this?"

The third prince shook off his mother's left hand, shook his two sore arms and said, "Mother, when can you change your impatient temperament?"

"Speak quickly!"

General Ying glanced at the eunuchs and palace maids in the hall, and shouted: "All go out!"

"Yui."

"Yui."

"Yui."

“……”

Everyone shook their bodies, quickly bowed their heads in response, and walked out of the hall with hurried but uncluttered steps.

Before the fifth breath, there were only the mother and son of General Ying Lu and Concubine Chu in the main hall.

Ying Ping retreated from the others, making Concubine Chu realize that what she was going to say next was not trivial.

Concubine Chu's impatience was like a water stain under the scorching sun, and she disappeared without a trace in an instant, and she was stunned.

"Speak slowly, not in a hurry. Tell your mother everything you have seen and heard tonight, and don't leave a single thing out. ”

Concubine Chu seemed to be a different person, her face was calm and calm.

It seems that just now his parent-child Ying will follow the law, saying that he wants to change his impatient temperament, and he changed it instantly.

In the past, Ying Jianglu would definitely be shocked by the changes in his mother and concubine, and said a lot about this matter.

But the impact on it today is too great, and the changes in Concubine Chu are nothing compared to it.

"Mother, don't be angry."

Ying Jiang Lu habitually entrusted, strengthened his mind, and told Concubine Chu everything he saw and heard tonight.

Concubine Chu would interrupt Ying Jiang Lu from time to time during Ying Jianglu's narration and ask some trivial things that seemed insignificant to Ying Jianglu.

For example, when Ying General Lu talked about the first emperor's reprimand, what was the reaction of Wang Xuan, Li Si, and Tu Sui in the palace.

Another example is that when the first emperor asked Ying Cheng Chan questions again and again, what specific manifestations of Ying Cheng Chan's body could be, including frowning, retreating, and trembling in his body.

What happened in less than half an hour was interrupted by Concubine Chu one after another.

Ying Jiang Lu drank five pots of hot water, and spoke for an hour and a half before finishing speaking.

In this way, there are still many questions that General Ying Lu did not answer.

Ying Jianglu is not a camera, where can he write everything down.

Concubine Chu's question was too detailed, to use an analogy.

It's like a modern person who goes to the supermarket and is asked how many shelves the supermarket has when he comes home? What's on the third shelf? What is the cashier doing when you pick an item?

Who can answer that?

"Say it again."

Concubine Chu's face was calm and her tone was calm.

"Huh? And said! ”

Ying Jiang Lu stood upright in shock.

He always reminded his mother not to be impatient, but today it was he who was impatient first.

"It's all too small, repeat."

Ying Jiang Lu wanted to refuse, but looking at the eyes of his mother and concubine who had never been so firm and powerful, as soon as the words of refusal came out, it automatically turned into a matter of tonight.

"My uncle called me out and asked me if I wanted a fief ......"

This time, Concubine Chu interrupted Ying Jiang Lu significantly less often, and the narration was finished in less than an hour.

After finishing the second speech, General Lu Gang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Say it again."

Concubine Chu said calmly.

"Mother, what do you want to hear? I've said it twice! ”

Ying will jump to his feet.

"Say."

Ying Jiang Lu took a deep breath.

At this moment, there is no longer any hesitation, confusion, incomprehension and other emotions in his heart.

I just want to finish it as soon as possible.

"Uncle told me to go out ......"

The third time, for half an hour, Concubine Chu did not interrupt once.

"Mother, don't you say anything more?"

Ying Jiang Lu said with a sad face.

"Not necessarily."

Concubine Chu shook her head.

"Go and call Pearl."

Zhu'er is a palace maid who has been waiting for Concubine Chu for several years, and is one of the many palace maids who have had a skin-to-skin relationship with Ying Jianglu.

Ying Jiang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly ran out to summon Zhu'er into the main hall.

Ying brought the delicate-looking Zhu'er into the hall, and Concubine Chu walked like a fly, holding a long sword.

In the incredible gaze of Ying Jianglu, he was neatly inserted into Zhu'er's left chest and passed through his heart.

Zhu'er's eyes were full of incomprehension, and she glanced down at the long sword on her chest, and the incomprehension was replaced by despair and resentment.

"The Queen Mother won't let it go...... Belch! ”

Concubine Chu's face was calm, she held the hilt of the sword and turned it hard, and the long sword stirred hard in Zhu'er's heart.

Pearl's heart is broken, she can't speak, her eyes are black, and she is dead.