Chapter Thirty-Three: Captain of the Black Ice Terrace
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Seeing this little boy with a detached temperament, with a ghostly expression, Hei couldn't help but laugh in his heart, a trace of narrowness flashed in his eyes, and he mentioned it meaningfully.
"Both of them are the elite of the Black Ice Platform, and the one who is in charge is the bear, who is good at fighting, screaming with a bow on his back, and being good at riding and shooting......"
Zhao Ying suddenly understood in his heart.
"Thank you, Father, for making it happen!"
Sincerely arched his hand towards the main hall, and Hei couldn't help but smile and bow.
This kid is really smart, no wonder His Majesty likes it, it's a little bit clear.
"I'll see you tomorrow, sir-"
Before leaving, he didn't forget to wave goodbye to Hei who was standing outside the main hall, his voice was cheerful, and he didn't hide the happiness in his heart.
"Uncle?"
Listening to Zhao Ying's title, Hei couldn't help but sigh.
This title is so fresh, no one has ever called himself like this, I guess except for this little boy Ying, no one dares to call himself that, right?
Seeing Zhao Ying's happy back gradually disappear, Hei Cai turned around and walked towards the main hall, the smile on his face gradually retracted, and he became the silent and deep-eyed helmsman of the Black Ice Platform again.
The first emperor's most trusted friend.
It seems that the smile on his face just now is an illusion.
……
Inside the main hall.
The First Emperor couldn't help frowning slightly, and while listening to Shi Lu's report, he subconsciously lightly knocked on the few cases in front of him, and Hei, who was familiar with the habits of the First Emperor, suddenly lightened his steps.
He knew that this was another difficult problem for the First Emperor.
"Your Majesty, autumn and winter are coming, hundreds of thousands of troops in Longxi and Shangjun need to buy winter clothes, and the 30,000 Qianshou households who have just moved to Liyi and the 500 households who have moved to Yunyang are also facing a lack of food and clothing, if the imperial court can't allocate enough cold-proof clothing, I'm afraid there will be many people who can't survive this cold winter - but in August, just allocated 100,000 pieces of cloth to the 500,000 army in Lingnan to make autumn clothes, and the cloth in the treasury is not enough......"
Speaking of this, Shi Lu hesitated.
"I beg your majesty to order some of the women who are serving in the service to hurry up the weaving of cloth......
When the First Emperor heard this, his brows couldn't help but furrow.
This is clearly a headache to cure the head, a foot pain to cure the feet, and the person who served the service has been transferred away, who will take the rice?
Although the Qin Dynasty has been unifying the world for many years, the operating system of the entire society is still the same as that of wartime, driven by the "Military Lord's Law", like a wind-wound combat machine, in strict and efficient operation.
Every department, every group, has its own mission and tasks.
Even these prisoners in the service are no exception.
Rushing to transfer a large number of manpower, even if the female prisoners are serving in the service, it will inevitably have an impact on other parts.
The First Emperor pondered for a moment and ordered in a deep voice.
"You can mobilize 10,000 female prisoners from Xianyang to serve in the vicinity, rush to weave cloth, and send an order, all counties and counties in the world, so that all parts of the country can weave more cloth, and those who hand in ten horses of cloth and silk will be exempted from ......one year of service."
Supplies became more and more scarce, but the Qianshou who migrated to Yunyang and Liyi could not be without warm clothing, and the hundreds of thousands of troops in Longxi and Shangjun could not let them wear single clothes to defend against the Xiongnu.
Looking at Shi Lu, who left in a hurry, the First Emperor's brows couldn't help frowning even tighter.
Some people advised him to rest with the people, but this huge empire has already taken its own steps and is galloping on horseback.
The Xiongnu in the north continued to invade, the Yue people in Lingnan were often in turmoil, and the remnants of the six countries were in defiance of yin and yang, and they were ready to move.
The folk customs are different, the people's hearts are different, and the government decrees are out of Qin.
If it weren't for the fact that I have frequently traveled around the world over the years, I don't know how many more rights and wrongs there will be.
But - how long can I suppress this world?
Subconsciously looked at the new silver hair in his sideburns, and the worry hidden in his eyes deepened.
I don't know who will be able to take on this world for me a hundred years later?
……
Zhao Ying naturally didn't know this.
At this time, his mind was on Xiong and Shock, which was a talent he had been thinking about for several days.
Although I don't know what level these two are, they can be sent by the First Emperor by name, and they won't be mediocre.
Zhao Ying directly looked at their talisman, Xiong Chinese New Year's Eve one year old and thirty-six years old.
However, the bear was sturdy, his face was red, he kept frowning, he looked bitter and hateful, and his expression was serious, but he looked a little older.
Surprise is not as strong as Xiong, but his arms are obviously much longer than the average person, almost reaching his knees. What is particularly striking is his neck, which is thin and long, as if it had a head on a hemp stalk.
It's a little funny to watch.
However, his temperament is obviously much more lively than that of a bear, and when he speaks, his eyes are squinted, as if he is smiling, and he is very pleasing to look at, and along the way, basically all the questions are answered by him.
And the bear was silent, like a stuffy gourd.
Zhao Ying didn't care.
It's just a martial arts instructor, not a partner.
Back at the house, Zhao Ying specially asked people to clean up a small courtyard for the two captains, and sent a few maids to obey the call.
However, after hearing his command, he was obviously a little moved, but Xiong, who had been silent, rejected Zhao Ying's kindness in a blunt tone, and insisted on living with the other guards in the house.
Zhao Ying glanced at the bitter-looking bear with amusement and nodded.
However, he didn't really let them live with the guards, but cleaned up two rooms in his small courtyard and let them stay.
After all, it was personally rewarded by the First Emperor, and he couldn't really be called by an ordinary guard.
Surprised to see Xiong speak, he didn't say anything against it, so he acquiesced.
As the elite captains of the Black Ice Platform, they naturally have their own pride, if it weren't for the top boss to personally name them, who would want to run over and follow the emperor who has no future?
Not to mention what kind of bow and horse riding and archery are taught, and the art of striking.
For these nobles, this kind of thing is just a façade decoration, just a whim, maybe one day they will get bored, and it is a waste of life for their brothers to come.
If they had a choice, they would rather stay on the Black Ice Terrace.
"If you need anything, you can order your subordinates to do it, and you don't have to ...... politely."
Zhao Ying made a simple arrangement, and then prepared to get up and leave. Although he is very eager to practice martial arts, on the first day of work, he has not drunk a mouthful of hot soup when he arrives at home, so he directly pulls people to work, which seems to be a bit unpopular.
But who is making their time precious at this stage?
"An inch of time is an inch of gold, and it is difficult to buy an inch of time. If the two of you don't have anything else to do, then let's not waste time, let's go to the martial arts arena with me first, and let's start directly......"
"No—"