My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 193 He is willing to be king, I will step aside
Ying Zheng got up in shock, walked back and forth in the palace for a dozen steps, and turned around suddenly to look at his biological mother, Zhao Ji.

He couldn't believe it, and expressed deep doubts:
"Is what my mother said true? Learning equestrianism in March is comparable to Li Mu's flying soldiers, and a siege weapon that can smash down city walls. I don't believe it. How can there be such a magic weapon in this world?"

Zhao Ji recalled what she saw back then.

"A horse will hurt its hoof if it runs thousands of miles. Ying Chengxun nailed iron plates on the horse's hoof, and named it the horseshoe. With iron protection, the horse's soles will not be hindered when traveling thousands of miles."

Ying Zheng frowned and thought about the feasibility of the horseshoe, then shook his head after thinking about it for a moment.

"It's absurd. Even if this method works, it's so difficult to nail the horse's hoof. If you want the horse to suffer and not kick, you need courage to restrain the horse. There are not so many brave men in this world."

"A horse's hooves feel no pain."

"Grandmother joked again, the hoof is longer than the body, how can you not feel the pain?"

Shi Huang just shook his head.

Zhao Ji looked at the appearance of Emperor Shihuang now, as if seeing herself in the past.

If she hadn't watched Ying Chengxu put horseshoes on the horse's feet, she wouldn't have believed that the horse didn't feel pain to the horse's hoof.

"That Zhu Zi made the horseshoe ten years ago, but you are still doubting it. How can you stop him from rebelling? Give Grandma your hand."

Ying Zheng handed Zhao Ji his hand.

Zhao Ji pointed to the nails on Ying Zheng's hands, and said, "Your nails also grow on your body. Will cutting your nails hurt you? Horseshoes and nails too."

"Don't your nails hurt?"

Ying Zheng pressed hard on the tip of his middle fingernail, muttering to himself.

Yingzheng's nails are regularly trimmed by maids of honor. Usually, Yingzheng doesn't pay attention to such trivial matters as nails, and takes it for granted that his nails don't feel pain.

Tried it today and found it really painless.

I was a little surprised by this trivial matter that I was used to.

Seeing her parents and children acting like children there, Zhao Ji seemed to have seen Ying Zheng who was eating her fingers 20 years ago, so she couldn't help but pat Ying Zheng on the head to bring Ying Zheng back to his senses, and continued to explain to Ying Zheng.

"The horse's back is smooth, easy to fall and not stable, which is one of the main reasons for restricting the cavalry's movements. The upright is made of a wooden frame covered with leather to make a seat, stuffed with soft stuff, shaped like a buttock, and protruding from the front and back, called a saddle. Put it on horseback for people to ride.

"Cavalrymen can easily lean forward and backward on horseback, stab left and right, and do actions that only grassland cavalry could do in the past. Cavalrymen sit on horseback, with their feet dangling in the air and have nowhere to rely.

"In order to sit on horseback, ordinary cavalry must hold the horse's mane with one hand. This is another major reason for restricting the cavalry's movements. The pole is hung on the saddle by a special rope, and the ends of the hanging ropes are hung separately. There are pedals called stirrups.

"In this way, the cavalry sits on the horse, with the feet supported, as if they are stepping on the ground. When there are no stirrups, at least one of the cavalry's hands is bound. When shooting arrows, one must either slow down the horse or dismount. Very easy to fall off the horse.

"With the stirrups, the hands are free, and the cavalry can ride the horse at high speed while bending the bow and shooting the arrow without falling off the horse. Those who can do this, even the vast grasslands, cannot single out thousands of people.

"My mother has never seen the siege object, but the horseshoe, saddle, and stirrup are three things that my mother saw. Zhao Guofu rides and shoots, and cavalry dominates the world. With these three things, Zhao's greatest advantage has changed. Disadvantage, Zhao died, no injustice."

Yingzheng grew up in Zhao Guo when he was young, and he is no stranger to horses. His riding skills cannot be said to be superb, but at least he will not fall off the horse.

Following Zhao Ji's dictation, he conceived the saddle and stirrup in his mind, and found that it seemed completely feasible, and he was very surprised.

"This Zongzi has such a treasure, why not give it to me? I can end the chaos in the Central Plains at least two years earlier!"

When talking about state affairs, Ying Zheng's self-proclaimed name changed from "I" to "Zhen" involuntarily.

"Because he was rebellious."

Zhao Ji interjected at the right time, and with one sentence, the first emperor stopped.

"He didn't tell you, but he wanted to make you unable to resist and defeat you in one fell swoop when he rebelled."

"I have no way of knowing these things, so where did my mother find out?"

"You first came to the throne ten years ago, and the military and political power were all controlled by Lu Buwei. You didn't know anything about it through your mother. The Qinian Palace mutiny, and the people who knew the inside story except for my mother, Meng Ao, and Wang Yu, who were old and immortal, They are all dead. The people who knew about this situation are gone, how do you know?"

The First Emperor nodded, the originally shocked and inexplicable expression on his face had almost dissipated.

Qiangu Yidi resumed his facial expression management, and said with a smile: "Based on my mother's dictation, I can conclude that these three artifacts are not difficult to make. I ordered the public losers in the daytime, and the Mo family made horseshoes, saddles, and stirrups. The Shaofu will not wait for the evening." It can be delivered to me.

"Although I have not been to Yongdi many times these years, there are also quite a few. I go at least three or four times a year, why didn't my mother tell me once. Could it be that my mother also has objections?"

Zhao Ji showed anger, and was about to speak.

The First Emperor took Zhao Ji's hand and said with an apologetic smile, "It's all a joke, don't take it to heart, Mom."

Zhao Ji shook Shi Huangdi's hand, did not shake it twice, and let Shi Huangdi hold it like this.

With a cold voice, he said: "That Zhuzi won't let me talk to you,"

The First Emperor looked surprised, and said with a smile: "This is really strange. My mother has always wanted to kill Chengyu, but why can she listen to Chengyu's words? Did the two of you make another bet?"

Zhao Ji didn't have a smile on her face, she just stared at the smile on Shi Huang's face.

Shi Huang's smile froze, and he retreated.

"I don't laugh."

"That Zhuzi said, if I dare to tell you these things, he will turn against me."

This... really seemed like something Cheng Yu could say.

The First Emperor chuckled inwardly.

But she was afraid that Zhao Ji would get angry again if she laughed, so she had to hide her true emotions.

Clenched Zhao Ji's hands tightly and started to feel cold, Emperor Shi Huang also said with fear on his face: "Then why did Grandma tell me about this today?"

"Mom is afraid that if you don't say it again, there will be no chance to say it again. Mom is afraid that you will die without understanding."

Zhao Ji looked at Shi Huangdi carefully, as if she wanted to keep Shi Huangdi firmly in her heart.

"The assassin of the Zhuzi faction must have entered Xianyang Palace at this moment. Yue Nu Sword can't kill him, so he will kill me."

"Cheng Yu wouldn't do that."

The first emperor was very serious.

The heart is very serious, and the face is also very serious.

He tried his best to let his biological mother know that his words were true and reliable.

"My mother often assassinated Cheng Yu, but Cheng Yu never assassinated my mother."

"That's because he knows I can't kill him!"

Zhao Ji got up abruptly, and with both arms she slashed the teapot, teacup, phoenix crown, and old sword on the table on the ground.

crackling~

Dinglang Yicai~

Porcelain teapots, fragments of teacups scattered and shattered.

The tortoise shell, emeralds, and colored glaze inlaid on the phoenix crown were scattered in pieces.

Only the old sword is not smashed to pieces, and the weather-beaten scabbard is just a little more dust.

Zhao Ji lost control of her emotions suddenly, without warning, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"When the former king was around, he was protected by the former king. When the former king was away, he was protected by the Queen Mother Huayang. When the Queen Mother Huayang was not around, he was protected by Lu Buwei. At that time, there was no one in Qin who did not protect him!
"How can I assassinate him? Assassinating him is harder than assassinating the king! If I can kill him, why should I still bet against him? How can he allow me to live to this day? You really think he is looking at you to win the government Out of face!

"A joke! The royal family has no heart! He just wants to see what tricks I can play, just like he pretended to have fun in the past ten years. He took me for fun!"

With two elbows resting on the table, Zhao Ji held her head in both hands and buried her head in her arms.

"But it's different this time. This time it was Yue Nu who shot him, and he almost died. He won't let me live anymore, he will definitely come and kill me.

"He will definitely kill me! What kind of legend, what kind of sword guarding Yue Nu, waste! It is waste! Everything is waste!"

The First Emperor silently hugged Zhao Ji's back.

"Mom, don't be afraid."

"If you want my mother to feel at ease, I will send all the soldiers and horses from Xianyang to Chang'an Junfu, and bring Ying Chengxun's body to my mother."

"I can not do it."

The First Emperor said softly.

"I can't do it either."

Whether as the elder brother or the emperor, Ying Zheng would not kill Ying Chengxi.

"Then you'll just watch Grandma die!"

Zhao Ji's voice came out from between her arms, a little dull and hoarse.

"None of you will die."

The First Emperor straightened Zhao Ji's body, looked at Zhao Ji's pale face, and said, "Mum, this matter is over, can we not assassinate her?"

"I have told you so much! Why do you still trust that Shuzi so much! I am your mother! I will harm you! I will lie to you!"

Zhao Ji shouted sharply.

"Mother!"

Ying Zheng grabbed Zhao Ji's arms on both sides, and shook them vigorously twice, trying to calm down his mother, and shouted loudly: "This matter is exposed, will you assassinate Cheng Yu again!"

Zhao Ji's face was pale, but her words were still firm and powerful.

"Yes! Of course I will! As long as he doesn't die! When he wants to experience being king one day, he will cut you off from the throne!"

Yingzheng was upset and said anxiously: "He wants to be king, so I will step aside, why bother to fight..."

pop~
The slap was loud and crisp.

(End of this chapter)