I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

In the back garden.

The plum and rime sky is filled with silver pines and thunder willows, all covered with white snow.

Baitao rubbed his paws.

She wore a deerskin robe with floral trim and gold silk trim, and a hat with brown fur on her head. She was so tightly wrapped that she looked like a rolling brown ball from a distance.

The brown ball was breathing in the air-conditioning, rubbing the snowballs with its paws and rolling them forward.

Roll out into a big round ball.

"Rui'er Rui'er."

"Coming."

Rui'er brought two agate beads and a hand-knitted hat from there.

Dotted on the big round balls she rolled out, until they turned into cute ones, she rubbed her hands and said with a smile: "What a cute white dumpling."

Baitao nodded.

Unscrewing the lipstick box, the blood-red lipstick instantly smudged into a smear, and the corners of Xue Duanzi's mouth opened, looking more and more ridiculous.

She said softly: "You need an open mouth, otherwise you will not be able to eat."

Rui'er answered the words quickly, held it up and praised: "The queen is really a wonderful artist. This stroke is like Bian Que's living flesh and white bones. It instantly comes to life, like a living creature. It's so beautiful."

"It's not that, it's because I'm hungry."

Baitao blinked obediently.

"..." Rui'er said, "Don't worry, slave, the meat is already hot in the cauldron. I'll ask them to set the table."

She immediately kicked her feet and walked back.

Bai Tao stayed in the snow, raising her big amber eyes to look at the ice wicker above her head that was weighed down by the snow and hung with delicately carved ice flowers.

She walked over.

I don't know if it's because the fairies are generally curious, or because she was born with a bit of a yawn.

He grabbed the wicker and shook it, then ran away.

I never thought that the snow was so thick and spread so long that it would affect my entire body. The soft pine snow and solid ice pelted down like a mountain.

At the critical moment, a big hand held his lower back.

Baitao's vision was blurred, and she turned to hold on to her tightly muscled arm, which was completely covered by the cloak.

The corners of her lips curved under the cloak.

"Brother Zheng, look, it's snowing heavily."

Pulling off her cloak, she saw Ying Zheng patting the snow on his shoulders. He was handsome and handsome, with frosty temples. He tapped her forehead with his finger and frowned slightly: "When I came to see you, you didn't make me worry at all."

She raised her head and her eyelashes trembled: "Oh, I originally wanted to show you something, but since it doesn't bother me, let's forget it."

"that?"

Ying Zheng put his hands behind his hands and looked at the snowball that looked like he had just eaten a meal. He said meaningfully: "It's somewhat useful. It can ward off evil spirits."

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Baitao puffed up her cheeks, just about to get angry.

She understood that he was coming to find her, so she went over and held his hand, stepping back step by step on the crunching snow, "Brother Zheng, do you know what I was thinking when I was building this snowman?"

"What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking just now that many things will be different if you add something to make them feel different. The original white snowball is decorated with red, which reminds people of blood, death, and the unknown, but it is just cold. Cold snowballs.”

Ying Zheng looked down at the hood of her furry hood.

The slender bamboo-like hand pulled down, revealing only her smooth chin.

The little fox babbled: "Today was originally very cold and boring. Even boring people can make snowballs, but now that you are here to look for me, it is different."

Ying Zheng listened silently.

"The feeling is different. Looking from a distance, it looks like a huge snowball is jumping over, saying, spring is coming, spring is coming."

He couldn't help laughing, and he choked out a cloud of white mist.

The little fox was still babbling, and what he said was illogical and confusing. He was walking on the edge of his footprints in a strict manner. His legs were too short to keep up with his pace, and it looked like it was very laborious.

Ying Zheng knelt down.

Baitao pounced forward, and when his center of gravity left the ground, he fiddled with the snow in his hair.

I actually found a few white hairs.

She was stunned on the spot.

"If you are bored, you can leave the palace and go to Tianwen Pavilion, and let some talented officials from various countries formulate the Qin seal script and compile it into a model." He said, "The ancient books placed there are treasures of various countries, and they are all-inclusive. There are many strange people and strangers living there. , debated every day, and sometimes some brilliant people spoke shockingly, without losing any new ideas.”

"Huh? This life is fun, so why don't you go?"

Ying Zheng chuckled lightly: "I am alone in my duties, so I can't get away from it."

Baitao brushed those white hair back and rested her head on his shoulder: "Oh." He added, "It's been two months and twenty days. When I look at you today, I think you've lost some weight."

"You are quite fat."

"What?" Baitao gritted his teeth, "I have the best figure."

There was a smile on Ying Zheng's lips: "I know."

She raised her chin, quite arrogantly, and if her tail could have been exposed, she would have swung it into the sky, "Not only that, but you are the most young and beautiful daughter-in-law."

"I know."

Ignoring the row of kneeling female eunuchs, Ying Zheng stuffed the little daughter-in-law into the palace, whose soul was floating out of her body, and said: "Beautiful little daughter-in-law, go dress up, and I will take you out of the palace alone."

"Go where?"

Baitao's eyes brightened when she heard that she was leaving the palace. She turned around and said as she entered the palace, "Yes, yes, you have to take your beautiful little daughter-in-law with you when you leave the palace. Wait, the beautiful little daughter-in-law will be here soon."

The little fox ran into the palace with a clack-clack, until Qianli's back disappeared around the corner.

The eight-foot-tall man stood there. The moment his beloved girl disappeared, the temporary tenderness on his face was peeled off layer by layer, and his eyes were filled with cold light.

The temple system came one after another and was eroded by the complicated state affairs.

He closed his eyes and opened them again.

Chu State, Qi State.

The world.

*

Which country to take first, Chu or Qi?

On the exquisitely painted carriage, Ying Zheng caressed the little fox with a hairpin ring and pearls lying in his arms, closed his eyes and rested.

The state of Chu was dominated by Qu Jingzhao and his three families, encroaching and dividing them. Every household had privately raised soldiers. With such soldiers inherited from generation to generation, the so-called monarchy was only in name only.

And the Xiang family.

The commander-in-chief of the army this time was Xiang Yan, who was tough and good at fighting. The cohesion of the whole country was amazing and powerful, and he was able to quickly integrate Qu Jingzhao and join forces to fight against Qin.

But the Xiang family is good at fighting.

After all, his foundation and appeal were not as good as Qu Jingzhao, a veteran nobleman who had been rooted in Chu for many years.

This group of old nobles is short-sighted, which can be seen from the fact that they still respect the ancient military system as much as they respect their own authority.

Maybe it can collapse from the inside and dissolve from the outside.

He curled his fingers and saw the vast Chu battlefield where he could gallop, the southern country with abundant water and soil, and the dreamy lakes and seas of Yunmeng.

Ravioli that devours and kills.

Fight and win.

embellishment into the coach's immortal achievements.

His chest was pressed by two soft hands, and he opened his eyes. Baitao sniffed it, looked up and said to him: "Brother Zheng, I heard that your heart is beating very fast. What are you thinking about?"

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, "I am thinking alone, Zhuangzi."

"Zhuangzi?"

"Zhuangzi has an article that is quite shocking to read."

"Huh? What article is it?"

"The South China Sea is a natural water body. Kunpeng flew to the South China Sea in anger. The water struck three thousand miles away and surged up to ninety thousand miles away. Three thousand miles is a corner of the South China Sea." He said, "Three thousand miles across, I have never heard of it, but it is only a corner of the South China Sea."

"It's just a corner, how big it must be."

Bai Taojiao said naively, "I have never seen the sea in my life. Even Yun Mengze has never seen it. There seems to be a very big fish in the sea called shark."

She added Nunuo: "Is it possible that there is the South China Sea to the south, the North Sea to the north, the East China Sea to the east, and the West Sea to the west?"

"There is no Beihai to the north, but Yinshan Mountain to the north."

"Yinshan? I have never been to Yinshan either."

"Yinshan, there are abundant grasslands, horses, cattle and sheep, and the Hu tribes who raided southward. They plundered the people's food and property, wielded machetes, invaded women and children, and used them as slaves, animals, and living sacrifices." He said. The understatement is so colorful, "Yinshan Mountain in the north, Baiyue in the south, these are the three thousand miles that Gu Yao spans."

Upon arriving at the place, Baitao was led by Ying Zheng to stop, nodded and said sincerely: "Brother Zheng, you are the true king of the world."

He reached out and touched his head.

The royal palace was newly renovated.

Looking at it from a distance, it looks majestic and majestic.

Baitao walked out of the ceremony and faced the Wang family who came forward to greet them, as well as thousands of slaves who were kneeling and shouting long live. She covered half of her peach blossom face with a peacock fan, pursed her lips and smiled. When the ceremony was completed, she said at the right time: "The general is really the top pillar of the court. Even the mansion is like a rainbow, which shows the righteousness of the Qin Dynasty."

Wang Jian was wearing lightly woven armor and rhinoceros leather boots. He looked a little rickety when he stood up.

Hearing the Queen's words, she hurriedly clasped her fists and said, "Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously, the Queen praises me. This mansion was given by Your Majesty. It is a great kindness from Your Majesty that allows all the people to admire it. I thank you, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng extended his hand to make a flat gesture and said: "The general is a member of the Qin army. He has great military exploits and his virtue is worthy of his position. This is what he deserves. No need to be more polite."

Wang Jian stood up with a red nose. He could see that the cold wind was too much to welcome Jun Jia so early in the morning.

He coughed a few more times, and when Ying Zheng inquired about it with concern, he sighed and said, "Your Majesty, I am old and no more powerful than a young general. I have a lot of problems and can't stand the cold wind."

Ying Zheng scolded the servants for not taking good care of them.

The servants thought in their hearts that the old general could bathe in the river even though he was three feet deep in ice. How could he be so weak when he saw the king?

But he didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly brought the cloak and the hand stove for the fairy boy with hollow flower sculptures to celebrate his birthday.

A tall old general, wearing a heavy cloak and with a snot hanging from his nose.

Two palm-leaf-fan-sized hands held a women's hand stove that could cover half of the palm, and they followed the handsome and majestic king in mysterious clothes, followed by a large group of slaves.

This scene on a snowy day.

Be as funny as you want, be as funny as possible.

Mrs. Wang, who was afraid that her husband would be embarrassed if she did something wrong, finally lost her heart when she saw her husband's kind behavior.

Major General Wang Ben didn't want to look at it at all. When passing by the rockery, he grabbed the snow and threw it out ahead of time.

This scene was seen by Mrs. Wang.

Looking at his anger, he looked sideways at the fact that he had killed a son of the Wei Kingdom who had not made much progress. He grabbed the thin flesh of his arm, twisted it hard, and lowered his voice: "You'd better be more honest with me. "

Wang Ben grimaced in pain and whispered: "It hurts, it hurts, I understand, I understand, mother."

Baitao, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

Runshui's almond-shaped eyes rolled, and she said to Mrs. Wang: "Old Madam, your Majesty and the General are discussing military affairs. We women should go find a place to sit down first."

The queen stood in front of her, looking like a vast galaxy, and she was so confused that she dared not look directly at her.

Mrs. Wang immediately let go of her hand, a little nervous, and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay."

On the long desk in red paint.

Ying Zheng and Wang Jian were sitting across from each other making tea. He said, "I heard that the general has been ill recently."

Wang Jian immediately covered his sleeve with his sleeves and started coughing, "I've got this old habit from fighting. How can I see a few tough veterans among the rushing warriors? It's been a severe winter recently, so I've been nesting on the roof all day long. Your Majesty, please ask me for a doctor from Ping'an Pulse." , warned the ministers that it is not advisable to be too active in winter, but to recharge one's energy."

"That's the truth."

Ying Zheng took out a stack of resignation letters from his body and placed them on the table, "General, the tiger talisman is still there. Not only is it time to recharge one's strength, but it is also time to take advantage of the swing and soar into the clouds hundreds of feet, and go south with the sword."

Wang Jian was delivering hot tea to his mouth, with a slight soreness in the corners of his eyes: "Two hundred thousand Qin soldiers were killed in Chu, and even their bodies cannot be collected. It makes me feel uncomfortable, but I am old, and I am afraid that I will not be able to shoulder the great trust of the king, and I will not be able to take on such a big responsibility."

Ying Zheng said: "General, you and I have been kings and ministers for many years, and the bright moon has been shining straight through. There is no such false courtesy."

Outside, Baitao and Mrs. Wang were chatting happily.

Her little fox's mouth was like honey, and with just a few words, this simple woman turned the bottom of her pockets clean, "He, whatever resignation letter he handed you, it was all fake, so Wen Zou Zou's harsh words, he But I can’t write it down, and I won’t say it out loud, but my wife and I have been with him for many years and still don’t understand him. So when I have nothing to do, I just go and look at the armor that your Majesty gave him, and I really want to go to the battlefield.”

She was holding the tea cup with both hands, a little reserved.

But he continued to speak: "The men are away fighting, and the women are taking care of the family business at home. If I didn't have such a big family to take care of, I would also like to see the Chu country. How big a place it is, how to fight, it costs 600,000 Only then can we defeat them. Could it be that we go there and frighten the Chu people to death due to the large number of people?"

Baitao chuckled: "Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements."

Mrs. Wang had never read a book, she only knew the seasons of beans, wild vegetables and grains, and decades of spring planting and autumn harvest. She smiled with a smile on her face when she heard this, and rubbed her hands on her knees.

Bai Tao sniffed the fruit tea: "What kind of tea is this? It's a little sour in the mouth, but it's extremely sweet."

Mrs. Wang immediately said: "Tea, this fruit tea was specially bought by my eldest son-in-law from a merchant in Qi for my daughter's pregnancy. It is so sour that it will make your teeth fall out. It needs to be roasted again before it can be swallowed. After cooking, the sour gas will come out and it will be much better. In winter Drink it to soothe your throat. If the queen likes it, don’t hesitate to take some back to drink."

unexpected.

She nodded: "Okay."

"Ouch, good, good."

Mrs. Wang couldn't help being happy and hurriedly pulled on her clothes: "Okay, okay, I'll go get it right now." After saying that, she walked out quickly. When she realized that the fruit tea was on the shelf here, she smiled sheepishly. Laugh, rummage through the cabinets and come out.

A moment passes.

Baitao asked the palace servants to follow Mrs. Wang's kindness. In addition to more than a dozen jars of fruit tea, there were also some pickled sauerkraut and dried fruit and other things.

According to Mrs. Wang, these are all oral toys.

My little girl’s favorite food.

Just as she was walking back to the corridor, she saw Ying Zheng and Wang Jian walking out one after another through the dense snow. Ying Zheng bowed and Wang Jian stopped him with tears in his eyes.

The king and his ministers said something to each other and then walked down the stairs next to them.

Putting aside this eternal dispute, the court is turbulent and strangled by multiple forces.

Brother Zheng has some indescribable tenderness for this veteran who has been helping him wholeheartedly since Chengjiao rebelled against the country, Lao Ai rebelled against the Qin Dynasty, and Lu Buwei fought for the party.

Bai Tao was waiting for him in the carriage with the dried fruit in her mouth. She ate the sour and tooth-dropping fruit without blinking.

When Ying Zheng bowed down and sat down, she asked, "General, is he still resigning? Is he going to lead the army to attack Chu?"

"What are you eating?"

Ying Zheng's lips and teeth touched the dried fruit that Bai Tao evil-heartedly handed over, and the sour and numbing taste climbed all the way to his stomach. It happened that the little fox laughed and showed his fangs to watch the show.

He swallowed it without saying a word, knocked her on the head and said, "Mrs. Wang gave it to you?"

"Uh-huh."

Bai Tao bit the dried fruit and said, "You haven't told me yet."

Ying Zheng called for tea soup and said, "In the spring of next year, the general will lead an army of 600,000 to attack Chu. However, he asked Gu to ask for some conditions."

"What conditions?"

*

In the palace.

Wang Ben was so excited that he jumped up and down like a monkey and said to his father: "Dad, if you don't resign, will you go to fight against Chu next year? Japan is Japan, Japan is now capable of fighting again."

Mrs. Wang gave it away as a gift, which was no less than recognition.

She was also in a good mood. She only glanced at her son and said with a smile: "The mud monkey loves to jump around, so he follows your father."

Wang Ben smiled with big white teeth and knelt down on the leather mat without hesitation. He felt that the leather mat was too soft and could not be compared to the straw mat. Kneeling on it made one's bones weak.

He moved his neck and said, "Dad, don't be so extravagant and wasteful. What's the point of a manly man burning silver charcoal, wearing a gold belt, and kneeling on a soft mat? As the saying goes, being gentle is a man's ambition. "

Wang Jian lowered his eyes and ignored him.

"However, Dad, since you and your two men also want to lead troops to fight, and the king obviously values ​​our family, why do you still do those things? You even handed in the letter of resignation without telling us before. Isn't it unnecessary?"

He said in a deep voice: "Gua Wa Zi, what do you know?"

Wang Ben didn't care and followed his father's lead in drooping his eyelids: "Yes, I don't understand. My hair hasn't grown all the way yet, so I can't be reused. Then dad, you should tell me something."

"Did you see those brochures?"

On the other end of the long table there is a cup of uncooked tea and several thick rolls of bamboo slips, some unfolded and some not yet unfolded.

Wang Ben went over and took a look.

Everything you can see is how much land and gold and silver they are asking for.

There were even more beauties, and they also designated that if Chu was captured, more than 200 beauties under the age of eighteen from Chu would be sent to the prince's palace.

Two hundred beauties! He turned more and more dizzy.

Wang Ben said angrily: "Dad, what is this!"

"You kid, you can't read, right?"

"When you lead troops to fight, you can ask for rewards from the king. Dad, why do you have to make such a generous list and ask for it so bluntly?" He was young after all, and he was too shameless to practice, so he was very angry for his father.

"It's just the tip of the iceberg. I haven't thought about the rest."

Wang Ben almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood: "Dad, you are not afraid that the historians will poke at the backbone of our Wang family and say that we are greedy for pleasure and addicted to beauty."

"Well said." Wang Jian said, "I don't care about these false names."

Mrs. Wang who was standing by was confused, "What beauty?" Wang Ben's anger came like a gust of wind, and then he calmed down and immediately complained to his mother, "My dear, it's my father who wants two." Hundreds of Chu beauties who are no more than eighteen years old, please stop him quickly."

Mrs. Wang’s eyes were filled with fire, she turned around and asked, “What, Lao Wang!”

Wang Jian was very calm: "I asked for that for Bi'er. Bi'er likes beauties from Chu country. Madam, you can't control your son when he's grown up."

The old fox is indeed an old fox.

It's easy to pick it up in one sentence.

He also set fire to the enemy's camp, leaving the enemy with no chance to counterattack.

Wang Ben's neck felt numb, and he almost lifted his feet off the ground after being struck by his mother's sword blow.

The Wang family had a strict upbringing, and Wang Ben's perseverance and perseverance were not brought up by his father Wang Jian, who was away at war all year round, but by his strong mother.

"Mom, that's not the case. Listen to your son's explanation!"

"Two hundred beauties from the Chu country will be sent to your house after the victory. You really won the battle. Your wings are so stiff that they are about to fly. You even licked your face and asked the King of Qin for them. If you tell me, I will be embarrassed for you. You gave birth to this You bastard, get down on your knees!"

Mrs. Wang came after her with a long stick and eyebrows raised.

Wang Jian pretended not to see it and lowered his head to drink tea.