Cangxue Dragon City of Great Qin Dynasty

His eyes were filled with pain, and he wished he could tear the brightly colored silk fan into pieces with a knife. Today's unlucky ones stared at the mocking eyes of their fellow robes, and finally survived this difficult incense stick.

The body is tired, the heart is even more tired!

Secretly poked and poked down the happiest people who laughed, and the black-armored soldier whose face was still hot put the silk fan back into the distance, and then made up his mind to throw those people to the end tomorrow.

It was an accident that they were fined today!

After the ten people who finished the yangko, Ku Daqiu Shen fled the training ground with a shield covering his face, today's training is really over. He took a cool look at Chang'an Jun who was still laughing, and Yan Zhi clenched the Modao in his hand. Looking sideways, "Mr. Chang'an also wants to dance Yangko?"

The laughter stopped abruptly, Cheng Qiao hurriedly waved his hands and took a few steps back, it looked okay, let him do it by himself.

"Commander Yan is well-mannered, and he only stays in the army for a few days, so he doesn't bother Commander Yan."

He is crazy to use himself as a joke to perform Yangko in the middle of the martial arts field. As the great Qin clan, if it is spread, people will die of laughter. .

The black-armored soldiers who hadn't gone far glared at them, and condemned Mr. Chang'an for such a bullying and fearful behavior.

——If you are a real man, don't give in!

I come here every day to watch them perform the Yangko dance. If you have the ability to train with them, who will be punished to do the Yangko dance in the end? What if you really think they are easy to bully?

The soldiers who were so furious that they wished to come up with swords and shields to beat people up stopped around, and after being glanced at by their commanders, they immediately turned around and pretended nothing happened.

Regardless of whether they are real men or not, it is best to be honest when facing their commanders. Wearing armor and holding red silk in full view, they still want to face.

Unless they can bear the sword and shield of their commander, it is best to be obedient, even the city wall will collapse when they meet the commander, let alone their flesh and blood.

With a cold snort, he looked away and looked at the surrounding soldiers who were laughing and fleeing away. Yan Zhi said something to the lieutenant general, and then prepared to go back to the city with Cheng Qiao.

"Training is as usual for the past few days. Without the order of the king, no one is allowed to leave Jiuyi Mountain."

"promise."

After the lieutenant general was ordered to step down, Cheng Yu approached him again with a smile on his face, "Ah Zhi, isn't your training for your subordinates too strict, and you should relax occasionally."

The lieutenant general who hadn't gone far slipped on his feet, and if he hadn't been quick to pull the brother next to him, he would have fallen to the ground.

- go relax!

——Our Xuanjia Cangyun is the most elite soldier of the Qin Dynasty!

- We don't need to relax!

——Let the training be more intense, we are not afraid!

The group of soldiers who had just retreated looked back instantly, the horror in their eyes was about to overflow, and it was enough to ask Lord Chang'an not to laugh at them, and to stop slandering the commander.

As the king's only younger brother, Mr. Chang'an has nothing serious to do. Why does he stay in Jiuyi Mountain every day and not go out?

The black-armored soldiers didn't have any evil spirit left. They looked at them pitifully and at the same time they didn't forget to secretly stare at Mr. Chang'an who was too high-ranking. They didn't even dare to scold him directly. They would rather go to the mountains to fight tigers than stand in line. Twisting yangko!

A gust of wind blew past, and the black-armored soldiers who stood motionless blinked, and suddenly felt a chill behind their backs.

They looked at each other in dismay, and before their commander could speak, the black-armored soldiers subconsciously hugged their shields and ran away, as if there was a tiger chasing after them.

No, even if a tiger comes over, they are not afraid at all, the commander behind them is even more terrifying than a tiger!

Now that the commander didn't speak, what if they stay any longer, what if the commander changes his words?

I don't know, so looking at the soldiers who reacted strangely, Cheng Yu squeezed his chin and asked in puzzlement, "Relax a little, why do you have this reaction?"

A smile flashed in his eyes, and Yan Zhi tilted his head to look at Cheng Yu, "I didn't know that Mr. Chang'an loved Yangko so much, why don't you bring a silk fan and go back to the palace to have fun?"

"No, no, it's getting late, let's go quickly."

With a couple of embarrassing sounds, he quickly changed the topic, Cheng Yu hurried to the side, took the whip and threw it to Yan Zhi, anxiously wishing he could go out from the mountains and return to the palace right now.

Taking the whip with one hand and shaking his head helplessly, Yan Zhi didn't bother to say a word to Mr. Chang'an who was living and passing by.

If he can still successfully rebel with this temperament, Yingzheng will not unify the six countries. Let's go back and find a master to study for a few years before we talk about it.

The tempers of the two brothers were too bad, they shook their heads and sighed, looking at the horses that were much more equipped than before, Yan Zhi patted the horse's head, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

The stirrups and saddles had already been made. Ying Zheng tried the first batch of stirrups and saddles, and felt that Yan Zhi's original words of "can scare the enemy on the battlefield" were euphemistic.

This kind of thing, if every horse in the Qin army is equipped with it, it is not impossible for the Great Qin cavalry to march north and across the grassland.

If they can train an army that can wear strong horses, hold sharp bows and shoot arrows, the Huns in the north don't seem to be so terrible. Their innate conditions are not comparable, and they can gain an advantage in equipment.

After confirming the usefulness of this thing, Yingzheng asked the craftsmen in the city to make a large number of stirrups. Except for farm tools, almost all the iron was used for it.

The cavalry of his Great Qin is no worse than that of the other six countries.

A small saddle and stirrup can make Yingzheng think about expanding the territory in the future, but Mr. Chang'an, who is equipped with a saddle, doesn't think so much. He just feels that he will feel more comfortable immediately after having this thing.

Turning on their horses, they headed towards the royal city. When they got outside the palace, it was already dark. Thinking that there would be a curfew later, Yan Zhi didn't go in, so he talked to Cheng Qiao and returned to the proton who hadn't been in for a long time. government.

Although this Proton Mansion is his own place, he spends most of his time in the army, so the time spent here is not as long as he spent in the palace.

He took off his armor and sat alone in the room, looking at the juan cloth in front of him, it took Yan Zhi a long time to put the things away.

When the King of Qin was crowned, all countries sent envoys to congratulate him, and Yan was no exception.

It's just that the person Yan Guo is going to come this time is none other than Prince Ji Dan.

He subconsciously put everything about Yan country behind him, but there are some things that cannot be avoided if he wants to.

It's annoying to have so many messy chores.

In other words, is he really the Young Master of the Yan Kingdom? Why do you always feel that the attitude of Yan Kingdom's monarchs and ministers towards him is so strange?

Prince Taifu?

When did he provoke such a person?

The more he thought about it, the more disturbed he became, Yan Zhi simply stopped thinking about it. He is now in the state of Qin, and what happened in the state of Yan has nothing to do with him. It is better to think about what might happen in the next crown ceremony.

Rubbing the center of his brows irritably, Yan Zhi got up and let the wind blow outside for a while before going back to sleep.

After a night of no dreams, Yan Zhi got up at dawn the next day to clean himself up, and took the Mo Dao to the yard to start his daily exercise.

When the sky was bright, Yan Zhi, who had eaten, slowly entered the palace.

In fact, he wanted to go to Meng Tian first to ask about the recent arrangements, but thinking about the current chaos in Xianyang, he still gave up this plan.

Although the envoys of the Yan State had not yet arrived in Xianyang, the others who were close had already arrived. If he bumped into a few short-sighted people at this moment, he might not be able to control his temper.

He didn't go directly to Meng Tian, ​​Meng Tian came to the palace by himself, heard the servant said that the king and General Meng were discussing something inside, Yan Zhi nodded, and then walked towards the side hall familiarly.

Normally, he would sit in the side hall with Cheng Yu when he had nothing to do. Yan Zhi was very familiar with this place, so he opened the door and went in without waiting for the servant to come over.

The waiter, who was a step behind, looked at Young Master Zhi who had already stepped in and hurried over to stop him, "Young Master!"

However, it was too late for him to speak. Yan Zhi, who had already entered, looked at the people inside, and after a moment of silence, he signaled the servant not to worry.

In the side hall, a middle-aged man with a serious face was sitting at the table, even if he was motionless, he still had a murderous look on his face.

Yan Zhi's expression froze, and then he saluted solemnly. Uncle Wang Yinghong, this man who has been fighting on the battlefield since he was 13 years old, deserves his respect.

What's more, let's not talk about other things, this is the person who officially crowned Ying Zheng at the Ying Zheng Crown Ceremony.

The coronation ceremony requires elders, and the coronation of the king of Qin cannot let Lu Buwei take advantage of it. Yinghong's presence here means that the Qin clan is here, and there is no harm to Yingzheng after all.

Hearing the movement at the door, he turned his head and saw the well-behaved young man saluting. Ying Hong nodded, "Mr. Zhi? Come and sit."

Crowning is a big event for any person, but for a king, its meaning is even more different.

For Yingzheng, once he is crowned, many matters that were originally entrusted to the queen mother or the prime minister Lu Buwei to act on behalf of the state will be canceled from now on. In this way, he can monopolize all the power and let go Realize the unfulfilled ambitions of our ancestors.

For this new king who didn't meet many times, Ying Hong didn't pay much attention to others at first, even the eldest father listened to and believed in him in his later years, let alone others.

He has been in exile for many years and has seen a lot of sophistication in the world. As long as the new king is not stupid, his Qin Kingdom can still stand at the top of the Seven Kingdoms, but if he wants to unify the world, he needs more than just being able to defend it.

Fortunately, God bless Daqin, his eldest nephew is not as simple as it seems, and this young master of the Yan Kingdom is not simple either.

The people of the Qin State don't care about their backgrounds, and the performance of the son Zhizhi on the battlefield, according to old general Meng Ao, is really brave!

Sitting opposite Ying Hong with hands tied, Yan Zhi didn't know what to say, so he just stared at the wine bottle in front of him without saying a word, pretending to be in deep thought.

However, he didn't speak, but Uncle Wang Yinghong who was opposite him spoke first.

His callused hands were clasped lightly on the table, and Ying Hongyun glanced at the waiter waiting outside the door with his usual expression, "Chu Chunshen Jun died, and the nine-year-old son Hun ascended the throne, the son felt that it is time to send troops to attack Can Chu Ke?"

Chun Shenjun was a wise man, but his heart softened for a moment and he lost his life at the Thorny Gate. After his death, the new son Han who inherited the throne was only nine years old, and all the power fell on Li Yuan, who claimed to be the prime minister.

Li Yuan is a legitimate uncle of the country, and he and the queen mother are brothers and sisters. The chaotic situation of Chu, a young country, is really familiar to people.

Wasn't it the same situation when Yingzheng came to the throne at the age of 13?

Looking at the sharp-edged Uncle Wang in front of his eyes, Yan Zhi nodded slightly, "Qin and Chu have been friends for many years, so it is not appropriate to launch an army at this time."

Young Master Han didn't have the ability of their Ah Zheng, and they would make the situation more and more chaotic without Qin sending troops. Sending troops at this time will actually help them.

It is not a good thing to get rid of powerful ministers when the monarch is young and incapable of taking power.

Moreover, the two younger brothers of the late King Chu are now serving as officials in Qin State, and the Empress Dowager Huayang is still there, so now is not the time to attack aggressively.

Looking up at Yan Zhi, Ying Hong suddenly laughed, "You are fine."

"..."

"Uncle Wang's great praise." Yan Zhi responded in a low voice to the inexplicable praise, even though he was puzzled in his heart, he didn't show the slightest bit.

Ying Zheng said that he, Uncle Wang, is not a thoughtful person. Since he started to praise him, then he really just praised him... right?

Lifting his head and laughing, he broke up all the solemnity during the silence, Ying Hong raised the wine bottle in his hand and drank it down, a gleam flashed in his eyes, he looked very much like Chang'an Jun Chengyu who didn't know where he was going today.

"Your Majesty has a pure heart, and His Majesty has a very good vision."

"..."

Should he...or shouldn't?

Sitting opposite Ying Hong with a blank expression, the wine bottle in his hand remained motionless, Yan Zhi looked at the majestic Uncle Wang, and suddenly hoped that Ying Zheng would come out soon.

For some reason, he always felt that this serious-looking Uncle Wang was actually as unreliable as Cheng Yu.

The author says:

Ah Zhi: Cheng Yu can still fight, what about Uncle Wang?

Cheng Yu: QAQ~

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