Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

"coming."

Zhao Chong stood by the window and watched for a long time. Suddenly, he saw the people entering the city scattered on both sides, and a brave general rode a tall horse and entered the city gate majestically.

"Let's go and see."

Chen Qing and Fusu cheered up immediately.

The window on the second floor was instantly filled with people.

A large group of people followed Meng Gan in an endless stream, this was the escort team sent by Dasan Pass.

A group of people from the Western Regions with strange clothes and different faces walked in the middle, looking around curiously and nervously.

Meng Gan sat on the horse, turned around and nodded calmly.

The envoys of the Shache Kingdom stopped suddenly after being instructed.

"This... is Daqin?"

"Why do you have no disasters, why can your people live and work in peace and contentment?"

"Woooooo, why can't I be born as a man of Great Qin!"

The gray-haired envoy fell to the ground, slapped the green brick road emotionally, and cried loudly.

Snapped!

Chen Qing gritted his teeth and patted the window frame: "It's too fake! This acting is too fake!"

"What the hell did you enter Dasan Pass a long time ago, and only after walking hundreds of miles did you realize that this is Daqin?"

"How did Menggan's brain grow?"

"I can't even make it up."

Fu Su smiled awkwardly: "Sir, there is no need to get angry, the common people did not think otherwise."

"Besides, it makes sense for people who are outsiders to feel the majesty of Xianyang and express their feelings."

Chen Qing shook his head, endured his unhappiness and continued to watch the performance downstairs.

The envoy of the Shache Kingdom fell to the ground and cried loudly, and the dozens of followers he brought couldn't help but burst into tears.

This scene instantly attracted countless people to watch, gathered on both sides of the street to discuss.

"The Western Regions are being poisoned by the Xiongnu, and the common people live in desolation. How miserable it is!"

"Why is God so unfair!"

"The Huns killed my parents and humiliated my wife and daughter. When can I drive them away and restore the peace and tranquility of the Western Regions!"

There were not many Shache envoys who could speak Qin dialect, and their accents were unfamiliar and awkward, but they cried louder and louder than the other, extremely shrill.

Chen Qing frowned, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

Why doesn't it sound like a sad cry, but a bit like a scream?

Seeing that behind every member of the Shache Kingdom mission, there was a soldier with a cold face standing behind him, and he suddenly realized.

Meng Gan jumped off the horse, patted the envoy's shoulder and comforted him for a long time.

He explained to the people around him in a kind tone that the Western Regions had just been hit by a war, Shache Kingdom had been ransacked, and countless people died tragically.

"It turned out to be so."

"The Huns are too bad!"

"If you can't beat Daqin, do you want to vent your anger on the people from the Western Regions?"

"These people look pitiful."

The people feel the same way.

The Huns invaded the country every few years. Once they entered the customs, they immediately began to burn, kill and loot.

The people in the North have suffered no less than those in the Western Regions.

In this regard, both sides share the same hatred.

"I implore all the righteous men of the Great Qin Dynasty to lend a helping hand, Shache Kingdom is grateful!"

"If you don't stop the Xiongnu, there will be no one in the Western Regions!"

The envoy slapped his thigh and wept bitterly.

Meng Gan patted him on the back, supported him, and walked along the long street.

Suddenly, Chen Qing sneered.

"Look, Your Highness."

The team passed by under the restaurant, and they could only see it clearly when they were close.

A member of the Shache Kingdom's envoy had a big red spot on his buttocks, and he was still walking with a limp.

"I said why I was crying like a mourning concubine just now."

"Meng Gan's people hold sharp weapons against their backs, can they not cry?"

"What kind of idiot is this? His ass is bleeding."

"It's amazing!"

Chen Qing was angry and funny, and couldn't help but admire Meng Gan's brainstorming.

"Husband, let's eat something."

Ying Shiman came over with a plate of snacks and stuffed them into Chen Qing's hands.

"In front of Meng Shangqing, can you pay attention to what you say?"

She scolded in a low voice.

"It was!"

"Okay, I won't talk about it."

"Your Highness, let's go back, they will have to walk a long time to enter the palace."

Chen Qing kept complaining, and Meng Yi's whole family naturally looked unhappy.

After watching the play, they naturally had no reason to stay here.

Menggan and the Shache Kingdom envoys wanted to let a large circle into the palace, so they had to make the Huns' crimes known in the streets and alleys.

After the group bid farewell, they dispersed.

Chen Qing went directly to the ironworks to inspect the production progress of iron materials.

Li Xinxin was in a state of urgency, urging him to ask questions every day, which was really annoying.

There are 3 or 60 horses, calculated based on [-] catties of iron equipment per person, but only [-] million catties.

The production capacity of a blast furnace is more than half a month.

Daqin's military equipment production capacity is unrivaled in the world, and it is completely in time before the expedition.

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at dusk.

Chen Qing dragged his exhausted body back to the mansion.

Not long after sitting down after changing clothes and washing, the steward of the mansion reported General Meng Gan's visit.

"It's getting dark, why is he here?"

"Are you eating?"

Chen Qing was too lazy to get up and couldn't help complaining.

"General Meng Gan also brought four fully loaded carriages, and a group of... people from the Western Regions, saying that they came to pay their respects."

The steward glanced at Ying Shiman cautiously, but he didn't dare to say that there were several beautiful women among them.

"Oh?"

"How do you do things?"

"Why aren't the important details up front."

Chen Qing got up all at once: "Quickly invite General Meng to come in."

"Prepare the food and drink, and I'll wash away the dust with him."

He put on a robe, and after walking a few steps, he thought: "Reba!"

"Come here quickly, there are people from your hometown, let's go and have a look together."

The kitchen door was pushed open at once.

Reba's eyes were slightly red, obviously he heard the movement outside.

"The servant is here."

She took off the apron around her waist and wiped her hands on it, feeling both excited and sad.

The feeling of being close to the hometown is timid, which is probably the way it is now.

Ying Shiman rolled her eyes helplessly, and arranged for others to prepare food and drinks.

"Master—"

"Please accept the disciple's worship!"

As soon as Chen Qing arrived at the gate, Meng Gan was arranging for people to unload the car.

After seeing him come out, he saluted without saying a word, and bowed deeply.

Boom!

A heavy wooden box fell to the ground, and the ground under Chen Qing's feet trembled slightly.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

Chen Qing smiled brightly, and looked at the four carriages full of large boxes with longing eyes.

There were still some seedlings on the last car, which were firmly bound by thick felt blankets, and there was a large pot of soil underneath.

"Princess……"

The envoys of the Shache Kingdom looked at him for a long time before they recognized Reba, the exiled king's flesh and blood.

Thinking of what happened to my home country and the ups and downs I experienced along the way, I burst into tears.

"Dadatai."

Looking at his relatives in his hometown, Reba couldn't help covering his face and sobbing, tears streaming down his face.

Even though Chen Qing had a hard heart, he couldn't help but be moved by it.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten.

If you feel sorry for them today, but in the future, you will be careless about China. Who will feel sorry for the people of China?

His kindness and softness did not harm his family alone.

Chen Qing quickly strengthened his resolve, his face was like an eternal iceberg.

"Come on."

"Bring up a gift from a certain family!"

Meng Gan was high-spirited, waved his hands and shouted behind him.

Chapter 263 Ever since Menggan left his hometown, the Shache people have never drank a well water

"The money is not revealed, let's go in and talk about it."

Chen Qing rubbed his hands together and said with a smile.

Judging from the astonishing weight of these boxes alone, one can tell that Mengan's "get a lot of money" is not a joke.

"The banquet has been prepared at home to welcome you."

"It's been a long journey, and it's really hard work."