Longyang loves Qin

"Your Majesty, the sun is shining..." Zhao Gao reminded softly.

However, Ying Zheng's footsteps did not move at all, but his brows were frowned, as if he was disturbed, he didn't make a sound, and his eyes were still looking ahead.

The man in bronze armor on a horse who seemed to be glowing in his field of vision seemed to feel his gaze and turned his head.

This distance is not too close. No matter how good his eyesight is, Ying Zheng can't see his face clearly. He can only see his movements.

Zhao Gao watched from the side, and counted in his heart. From the moment the army moved to the present, General Ye turned his head three times. The king also stood still as if he could predict it.

When the figure in full bloom was gone, Ying Zheng suppressed his smile and said to Zhao Gao, "Go back to the palace."

Zhao Gao said yes in a low voice, carefully took care of Ying Zheng and got into the carriage, but he didn't dare to go in, he just guarded the door of the carriage.

Yingzheng was not a micro-service, so the way back to the palace had already been cleared, and he was so quiet that he was not at all popular, and he couldn't arouse his interest in looking out the window.

He casually chose the bamboo slips on the small table in the rolling cart. It looked quite new, and he probably hadn't read it much. Ying Zheng couldn't remember what it was, so he opened it to have a look.

After scanning the first few words, it turned out to be three hundred poems.He seldom reads these, and prefers some meaningful works, but at this time it is just to relieve boredom, the climate is boring in midsummer, if he has nothing to do, he will only feel more bored, and it doesn't hurt to read it now.

It's just that maybe he was restless, or maybe there was less ice in the carriage. Ying Zheng held the "Book of Songs" and didn't read a few words, and his mind went to the war again.

He frowned, always felt that sending 30 people was a little less, and thought that this was a joint agreement of several generals, so he could only focus on other state affairs.

When he returned to the palace, he only scanned one of the bamboo slips in his hand.

Outside the hall, Fusu was waiting, and there were only two servants beside him to shade him. When he saw Ying Zheng came back, he looked over with admiration, but there was a little disappointment mixed in, and he looked a little pitiful.

Ying Zheng understood his little Jiujiu at a glance. Fusu wanted to see Ye Yu off, but he refused. Now he probably wants to use this as a retreat to get permission for the next time. I don't know which master he is learning from. This cunning.

A pair of bright eyes immediately appeared in his mind, Ying Zheng paused, a little bit of a smile in his heart.Except for Ye Yu, who among those dull masters has the guts.

He was still very satisfied with Fusu, and at this moment his heart softened, so he let Fusu enter the palace.

Yingzheng pretended not to know what Fusu was thinking, and asked him directly what his purpose was.

"Fusu has heard about Mr. Ye's achievements, but he has never seen him leading the three armies." As expected, Fusu suppressed and then raised his voice: "Fusu is still young, so he dare not do whatever he wants. Going out of the palace, I hope to get the permission of my father, and next time I can let Fu Su admire the heroic appearance of Mr.

Hearing his words, Ying Zheng also felt a bit regretful, he had never seen Ye Yu on the battlefield, the time in Yongcheng was barely counted, but the scene was too small.

"When your husband comes back, if you get his permission, the widow will allow you."

Fusu's face showed joy, he knew that Ye Yu was usually a soft person, as long as he said something, he would definitely get approval.He has never been out of the palace since he was a child, if he could go out to see the army off, it would be the best of both worlds.

Ying Zheng said again: "Your husband has gone to war, but you can't miss your studies. He recommended someone to take his place."

Fusu has always liked Ye Yu very much. He suddenly felt a little unhappy when he heard that his master was going to be replaced, but he heard that it was recommended by Ye Yu, and he only accepted it for a while, "May I ask who the master recommended?" ?”

Ying Zheng replied: "Feng Jie." He didn't say any more, which was quite a test.

Fusu had never heard of this name before, and thought it was a certain general under Ye Yu in the army, but he thought that since Yingzheng wanted to test him, he must know about it.

So Fusu racked his brains to think, and his expression became troubled.

It is quite an interesting scene for a fairy-like child to meditate with a bitter face.Ying Zheng thought that if Ye Yu saw this scene, he would smile kindly.

Fusu is expected to be placed high by Yingzheng, so he is naturally an intelligent child. After thinking hard for a while, he really contacted a certain minister in the court, "But the son of Feng Yushi?"

The Feng Yushi he was talking about was named Feng Quji. He was a descendant of Feng Ting, the Huayang Lord of South Korea during the Battle of Changping.

Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction. Fusu is still young and doesn't know much about the court, but it is not easy to think about it.

"Although this person's rank is low, his ability is not bad. You should study hard." In fact, if Ye Yu hadn't recommended someone, Ying Zheng would not have remembered him.

Feng Jie inherited his father's uprightness, even worse, so he is not very popular in the army.

Fu Su nodded, and said trustingly: "The person recommended by Mr. is sure to be good."

Ying Zheng also thought so, and asked him to go back after checking his recent progress.

After the start of the battle, the state of Qin is very busy, not to mention that the two sides are fighting together. Even if the state of Zhao is a side dish, it is still a real war.

So Yingzheng burned the ointment again and started to follow the sundial.Although there is already paper, the output is not enough to be used for disposable consumables, so what he reviews are still thick bamboo slips, most of which are engraved characters, which are a little difficult to read.

But now he is not as busy as before.

"How long has it been?" Ying Zheng stopped writing and exhaled slowly, relaxing his body.

Zhao Gao, who had been prepared for a long time, replied immediately: "It's been an hour."

Ying Zheng rolled up the bamboo slips in front of him, got up and walked around for a while.This was what Ye Yu told him. Sitting for a long time is not good for the body. Faced with Aiqing's sincere request and worried tone, Ying Zheng gave it a try.And trying to make a habit of it made Ye Yu feel gratified every time he encountered it.

After sitting in the palace for almost a whole day, Ying Zheng suddenly felt uncomfortable, and couldn't figure out why, so he simply left the palace and walked around.

As soon as he left, he came to the place where Fusu was studying.

Seeing the unfamiliar figure, Ying Zheng paused, suddenly remembered that Ye Yu had gone on an expedition, he was suddenly bored, stopped, took a look at Fusu's situation from a distance, and then went back.

Back to the previous few cases, the always diligent king didn't pick up those bamboo slips for the first time, but was lost in thought.

Zhao Gao would not look directly at Ying Zheng easily, even if he wondered why Ying Zheng was silent, he didn't dare to disturb his thoughts.

Ying Zheng thought of the man who seemed to be shrouded in light when the army went out to fight, making it hard to take their eyes off.Obviously there are many people wearing golden bronze armor, but he seems to be the most eye-catching.

Just as he got used to the normal work and rest under Ye Yu's persuasion, he also got used to seeing the owner of those peach blossom eyes often.

No one in one day, like March Xi.

Suddenly recalling the sentence that was hastily scanned that day, Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback, and actually chuckled.

Zhao Gao listened curiously, because Ying Zheng seldom even smiled, let alone this kind of smile for no reason, but he didn't ask any questions, and still stood peacefully.

Ying Zheng knew that he had unusual feelings for Ye Yu, but with the lessons learned from King Wei, he knew that this was what Ye Yu hated the most, and he needed a concubine more than those dispensable queens and concubines. A general who can lead troops in battle.So even though he was reluctant, Ying Zheng still didn't stop Ye Yu from going out.

He remembered the day when Ye Yu slept peacefully in the side hall.Red lips a little, like tasting candied fruit.

At first, he didn't like Ye Yu's appearance, but now he has to admit that she is indeed the number one beauty in the Seven Kingdoms, so beautiful that even a peaceful sleeping face has an unusual bewitching power.

It's a pity that those eyes that he hated but loved so much at that time were closed. He actually liked Ye Yu's vivid expression and eyes that fully reflected his own figure and no one else.

If it weren't for the fear that Ye Yu would escape from Qin State like he escaped from Wei State, Ying Zheng would never have remained silent until today.

He wanted that person and his ability.

But sometimes he also wanted to follow his heart and keep Ye Yuqiang, but he never expected that Ye Yu, who was always alert and vigilant, would fall asleep in his bedroom defenselessly. Pulled his thoughts back.

And the current situation made him not take the risk to tell the whole story.

Sighing in his heart, Ying Zheng came back to his senses, unfolded the slips and returned to his official duties, occasionally thinking about what the person thousands of miles away had said with caring words, and then got up to walk.

At this time, Ye Yu, who still didn't know what Ying Zheng was thinking, let alone what he had thought and done, had just joined up with the large army, and while counting the people, he was also patrolling the barracks in the still bright twilight.

Summer was hot, and even at night it was very sweltering. There were no people around the fires. Soldiers usually found a shady place, and none of them sat on the ground properly, and most of them couldn't stop their mouths.

"Can this coach fight?"

"Fame is there, but I always feel uneasy when I look at it."

"I always feel that I can't compare to General Xiang of Chu State. He can beat Wei State out when the king is dead. We won't suffer a defeat this time, right?"

"Shh—do you want to be whipped?"

A few soldiers got together to discuss. In the world, there are more people who always judge people by their appearance. Ye Yu didn't want to talk about it at first, but some words related to the morale of the army, so he couldn't spread them randomly. He walked over and scared those broken people The soldier with the mouth jumped.

"General, general?" Several soldiers stood up together, and the man who said he was going to be defeated just now showed timidity on his face.

"Two sticks, go get them yourself, and make a memory." Ye Yu said coldly.

"Yes, yes!" The man hurriedly replied.

Ye Yu walked back towards the main tent, but he was thinking about what the man said.

Chu State is already at the end of its strength, but most ordinary people only see the power of Chu State and Xiang Yan, and the army's morale is not stable. Even if Qin State's strength is better, its morale is also at a disadvantage. The army is not optimistic.

You have to win a battle first to boost morale.

Ye Yu thought.

He looked at the map in the tent, thinking slowly in his heart.

The author has something to say: ①Feng Jie and Feng Quji are two people who will not disgrace their hometown. Just will.