Above the main hall, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are all sideways.

Grace is unbounded!

Since Jing Ke, how many people can go to court with swords?

Han Xin couldn't help but feel agitated, subconsciously raised his head, pressed the long sword at his waist, and turned his head to look at the emperor's eldest grandson on the side.

"General Han, don't be nervous, this is the glory you deserve, I believe that in a few years, future generations should remember your glory today. Let's go—"

Zhao Ying smiled and shook Han Xin's big hand, and the two walked side by side.

"Hmm-"

Han Xin nodded heavily.

Inside the Zhangtai Palace, above the main hall.

All eyes on you!

Feng Quji and Li Si were left and right, Gongwei left and right, and in the middle, Zhao Ying, the emperor's eldest grandson, personally accompanied each other, and after only a few months, Han Xin once again entered this majestic and solemn hall.

He was once again personally received by the First Emperor.

Who would have believed that a year ago, a young man who was hungry and ridiculed in Huaiyin City could have the glory of today and become the most dazzling upstart in the army of the Great Qin Dynasty!

Now, Daqin has made a marquis with military merits, three people, Wang Qian, Wang Ben, and Han Xin!

Han Xin subconsciously raised his head and strode forward.

When he walked to the middle of the main hall, Zhao Ying let go of Han Xin's arm with a smile and handed him an encouraging look. Han Xin bowed slightly, and then strode forward.

"Chen Han Xin, who has destroyed Donghu and captured the king of Donghu, today brings dozens of people from the Donghu royal family and magnates to present prisoners to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, and congratulations to Daqin!"

The First Emperor looked at this young man with his head held high and full of spirit with an approving face, and couldn't help but nod slightly.

"Good!"

King Donghu has long since lost the arrogance of the past, nor the arrogance of asking Mao Dunshan Yu for the Yan clan, under the escort of the Great Qin guards, with a plain cloth around his neck, he walked into the palace.

Get on your knees.

"The criminal minister Wu Yan Yungu pays a visit to His Majesty......"

It's only been a long time, and another strong country has been destroyed!

Looking at the familiar scene in front of them, everyone subconsciously turned their eyes to Gui Chenghou, who was shrinking in the crowd in a regular manner.

King of the Moon: ......

Look at what I'm doing—

Today, this Wu Yanyun bone is the protagonist of the Eight Classics......

Fortunately, the First Emperor didn't say anything special, and he didn't even look at him more, which made him secretly relieved.

Pretend not to know that many people are secretly watching themselves.

After all, Wu Yanyungu was defeated and captured, so he naturally deserved the reward of the First Emperor, so he was simply held accountable for a few words, and was sent out by the First Emperor with a wave of his hand.

Well, on the banks of the Wei River, one more palace can be added.

Up to now, the only person who has been destroyed by Qin, without carrying his own royal blood, and who has been confined in the palace is only King Yue.

Looking at the King of Donghu who was escorted down by the Great Qin Forbidden Army, the King of the Yue Clan couldn't help but feel related, and suddenly felt glad that he had chosen to surrender decisively and gave his daughter to His Royal Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson.

Han Xin destroyed Donghu and sacrificed his prisoners to the First Emperor.

This is a major event that has attracted the attention of the whole country.

The First Emperor personally set up a banquet to celebrate Han Xin's achievements.

Zhao Ying, the eldest grandson of the emperor, Feng Quji, the right minister, and Li Si, the left minister, including Taiwei Yu, the Marquis of Wucheng, Wang Qian, and the old general Meng Wu, who have long been in the court, personally accompanied each other.

This kind of lineup makes Han Xin like drinking pure wine, and he has never been seated, and he already feels slightly drunk.

Although there is already a reward for the marquis.

But on top of the banquet, the First Emperor waved his hand again and rewarded Han Xin with a Hou Mansion, dozens of palace maids and guards, and hundreds of acres of fertile land.

After the New Year, you can return to your hometown to worship your ancestors.

Come home rich or famous!

……

Tianxiang Pavilion.

In the restaurant, watching Han Xin kneeling on the ground, and then watching Zhao Ying personally help Han Xin up, the two got back on the horse, holding on to each other, and everyone couldn't help but be excited.

Zhou Yin couldn't help but subconsciously glance back at Fan Zeng behind him, and Fan Zeng looked at Zhao Ying and Han Xin's distant team, his eyes were complicated and thoughtful.

With the help of Han Xin, the emperor's eldest grandson is now in a big situation, and the eighteen princes have been out, looking at the remaining princes of Great Qin, no one can compete with them.

The First Emperor didn't know anything about this?

Or is it ......

A bold thought suddenly came out of his heart, making him unconsciously clench his fists.

If after the first emperor, a person like the emperor's eldest grandson ascends to the great treasure, who can govern the people of the world?

Returning to the wine table from the window, everyone was excited and talked enthusiastically for a long time, but the topic always revolved around Zhao Ying and Han Xin, and people who were familiar with Han Xin's past had begun to introduce the experience of Han Xin's rise.

"There is Bole in the world first, and then there are thousands of horses, although the Marquis of Jingbian is a good horse for thousands of miles, but if there is no His Royal Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson, he has the insight and wisdom of the pearls, and he is over-appointed, and now who can know?"

Wan was full of emotion, and his words were full of envy.

Who doesn't envy that?

The young marquis, famous all over the world, looking at the annals of history, how many people can there be!

"Speaking of this, who is not like this now? It is all His Royal Highness's discerning eyes and pearls, and he is promoted at a weak time - the Emperor Eldest Sun's wisdom of knowing people is probably already catching up with His Majesty......"

A few people were talking happily, when someone suddenly interjected in a quiet tone.

"What's more, have you ever heard of Liu Ji? I heard that in the past, he was just a pavilion chief in Surabaya District, and he couldn't even marry a wife, you look at today-if nothing else, I'm afraid that within next year, my Daqin will have another level of marquis......"

At this moment, everyone was directly silent.

Someone picked up a wine glass, drank it all, and slapped the case.

"After this New Year, I will go to the emperor's eldest grandson, even if it is a pawn, I am willing-"

Speaking of this, his eyes eagerly looked at Zhou Yin, who was drinking silently.

"When the time comes, please ask Brother Zhou to say a lot of good words......"

Zhou Yin: ......

The mood is extremely complicated.

Family, who understands, I was deceived by the wise and martial, benevolent, virtuous, courteous and courteous emperor grandson in your mouth!

Moreover, if you are cheated, you will be a cow and a horse, and you will be so busy that your feet will not touch the ground.

Raise your glass and drink it down.

"Okay—"

After saying that, look around left and right.

"Don't say anything else, go back with me today, and finish the errand assigned by His Highness, and then I will have a ...... in front of His Highness."

Seeing that the New Year is coming, the time is tight and the task is heavy.

Seeing that everyone was almost drunk, Zhou Yin immediately got up and invited Fan Zengwan and others to the charity hall.

In order to help the people of Guanzhong and have a good New Year, the emperor's eldest grandson really contributed his own money and allocated a lot of manpower and material resources.

But it's really not easy to get this done well.

It is necessary not only to ensure that the people who are really poor and unable to survive the winter and the New Year are subsidized, but also to prevent some people from taking advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and take advantage of the relief scheme.

With the help of my friends, I finally solved some of the manpower pressure.

Of course, there is still the name of Ying Li on the side of the Charity Hall.

But that's just hanging.

What's more, the New Year is coming, as Zongzheng's Yingli, he already has a mess of things, and he can't take care of his side at all, so he has to fight up his spirit.

The only thing that made him feel relieved was that his stupid brother had already arrived in Linqiong with Zhao Gao and successfully planted his heels.

……

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

In the second New Year of Zhao Ying's journey through Great Qin, the eldest son Fusu still failed to return. However, in the eldest son's mansion, the atmosphere has not diminished, but it is much more lively than in previous years.

First of all, His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun married more than a dozen wives and concubines in one go, and the popularity of the family suddenly rose.

The second is that Yu Ji and Wang Nan are pregnant, and the atmosphere of celebration at home has not yet gone down.

The third is that, compared with last year, there are more people who go to the Emperor's Eldest Sun's Mansion to pay New Year's greetings this year, and the convoy is crowned with each other, and there is an endless stream, and some people are still related to the Eldest Son's Mansion, so even the original because her husband can't go back to Xianyang for the New Year, and the mood is a little depressed, all like wearing flowers and butterflies, so busy that she forgets her sadness.

To add to the atmosphere.

Zhao Ying deliberately asked people to make red paper, wrote a few Spring Festival couplets by hand, and asked people to make a few red lanterns.

Not to mention, as soon as the Spring Festival couplets are pasted and the lanterns are hung, the atmosphere of the New Year suddenly rises, and I feel much more festive when I look at it. Everyone smiled, and the little sister Zhao Xi was even more happy to run around the yard, scaring several maids and servants to chase after her, lest this little ancestor accidentally bump into someone......

So far, this little ancestor has injured more than a dozen people.

I don't know how she can hide so much power in her small body.

In short, the eldest son's mansion was full of joy and laughter, except for one person. Looking at the little sister running around the yard outside, Zhao Qi almost shed tears of envy.

How much he wants to go out and be lively-

But looking at the pile of red paper piled up in front of him, he could only silently withdraw his gaze.

How big is the eldest son's mansion, not to mention, there is also a champion general's mansion that has actually served as a new school, as the emperor's eldest grandson, how can Zhao Ying, who has time to write Spring Festival couplets in person?

So, he personally demonstrated a few calligraphy and paintings, and then handed over the work to his dear brother.

Anyway, he has gone home from school, and he doesn't have to read and study these days, who will write if he doesn't write Spring Festival couplets?

"Second brother, how are the Spring Festival couplets written, hurry up and write, don't rub shoulders, when the New Year is tomorrow, I am going to invite my father and mother to come over, don't even finish the Spring Festival couplets by then......"

Zhao Qi: ......

"Okay—"

As he spoke, he waved his pen and hurriedly wrote.

Zhao Ying walked over, looked at it carefully for a while, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, yes, this word has improved a lot, and the couplet is quite neat, even if the eldest father sees it, he can't find anything wrong......"

I don't know why, I'm obviously very tired, but after listening to his eldest brother's praise, Zhao Qi suddenly became full of energy.

Even the soreness in my hands and neck is much lighter.

"By the way, after you finish writing this, don't forget to invite the two brothers Xin Kuo and Xin Sheng, the two of them, the two brothers, are away from home for the first time to celebrate the New Year outside - in our house, there is still a little more lively......"

With the command on his lips, he has already begun to ponder in his heart, after the New Year, whether to call the two brothers back.

Although Mr. Chun Yuyue is very knowledgeable, the interest of the two little brothers is to be a general. I don't have time to teach, maybe I can put him next to Han Xin?

After telling Zhao Qi, Zhao Ying left in a hurry.

In the past few days, there are naturally countless people who come to visit, but he can't sit at home, and some people need him to visit in person.

For example, the three elders of Meixian County, such as Wang Qian, Marquis of Wucheng, such as the old general Meng Wu, these are his basic plates, and for example, several of his uncles who still live in Xianyang are about to celebrate the New Year.

Especially Gongzi Jianglu, now far away in Huiji, Gongzi Gao, also far away in Fujian, is leading people, actively preparing to go to sea, not at home, naturally more need his eldest nephew to personally inquire.

We can't let the New Year in the two uncles' homes be deserted because of this.

For this reason, he even asked people to prepare two more boxes of gifts.

He also asked his subordinates, referring to his own house, to hang lanterns and post Spring Festival couplets in the homes of Gongzi Jianglu and Gongzi Gao-naturally, this does not need to be written by Zhao Qi himself.

The doorman of the house is enough to deal with this matter.

Writing Spring Festival couplets, although there is no precedent before this, but in fact, there are not many advanced things, with the knowledge of the guests of other houses, only need to see a few times, and imitate it, which is more than enough.

"Your Highness, do you have any arrangements over there?"

Looking at Zhang Liang, who was standing in front of him and asking for instructions, Zhao Ying couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

"What do you think ......?"

Zhang Liang secretly observed Zhao Ying's face and said after considering his words.

"Weichen thinks that although the eighteenth prince is guilty, but after all, he is still the son of His Majesty, since His Royal Highness has forgiven the fault of the eighteenth prince, and has personally interceded for him in front of His Majesty, why not go further, personally go to the house to condolence......"

When Zhao Ying heard this, he looked at Zhang Liang without saying a word, Zhang Liang looked respectful, stood with his hands down, and waited for Zhao Ying's decision.

After a long time, Zhao Ying smiled and reached out to pat Zhang Liang's shoulder.

"Good! I've got an ovary, like a tiger—"

Immediately, let people prepare a gift, and let the kitchen prepare a wine and food, let Cone Gu pick it up, follow the horse, and go straight to Hu Hai's mansion.

Since the last time he was involved in the witch Gu case and was personally questioned by the First Emperor, the Eighteen Princes' Mansion has almost become a taboo in Xianyang City.

Don't say anything about the birds, even the birds don't go to patronize.

I am afraid that I will have a relationship with this person and bring some unexpected disasters to myself.

Hu Hai, who was grounded, has slowly become accustomed to this kind of forgotten days, in addition to drinking and buying drunk every day, he is indulging in singing and dancing.

What pride and ambition, what the country and society, have nothing to do with themselves!

He is now a sinner that everyone in Xianyang City avoids.

In the past, at this time of year, in front of his own house, there was an endless stream of people visiting, and the crowns and covers belonged to each other, almost miles away, but who is there now?

Even the desire to see Ah Weng is no longer available, who will remember the eighteenth prince who was infinitely beautiful and powerful in the past?

Hu Hai reclined on the bed, shaking his wine glass gently, looking at the song and dance in front of him with drunken eyes, and a sneering smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't stop, keep playing, keep dancing—"

(End of chapter)