Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 74 Congratulations to the World (First Order)

The big sunset is in the west.

The dim starlight lit up from the sky, and the black velvet night enveloped the sky and the earth, and the torches rose from the city of Xianyang.

Ying Zheng didn't know what happened after the ages, but the butterfly's wings had already been flapping.

In the ancient Xianyang imperial city, Yingzheng at this time has absorbed the elixir of the second wonder relic, and successfully advanced to the foundation building nine heavens.

And besides that, Zhao Tuo and others were ordered to act secretly, preparing to take this opportunity to build the relics of the third wonder at the enthronement ceremony, and actively respond to the coming crisis.

And just as it was recorded thousands of years later.

Xianyang tonight.

It wasn't just Ying Zheng who was preparing.

With the impending enthronement ceremony, the entire city of Xianyang has already taken action.

To be precise, it has already taken action a few days ago.

Because after all, this is the face of the Qin State, and the ascension of a country's king is the most important thing.

Although Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang competed for power, intrigue, and wanted to defeat Yingzheng in the days when Yingzheng ascended the throne, but in the end, they were also fighting for Daqin!

The strength of the Great Qin is fundamental, and no one wants to see that after he takes control of the political power, what he gets is a very old and weak Great Qin.

Naturally, the two of them would not do things that would save Daqin's face.

Daqin's face and beating Yingzheng, these two things do not interfere or conflict.

On the contrary, in order to ensure the complete operation of the enthronement ceremony, the two even had a tacit understanding and mobilized a lot of manpower!
"quick!"

"quick!"

"All take action!"

Bright lights.

In the Imperial City of Xianyang, an indifferent voice sounded.

This is a middle-aged man wearing a thick black gold robe. He is the Grand Minister of Guanglu Temple in the Great Qin Dynasty.

Beside him, there was also the young minister of Guanglu Temple, who also had his sleeves clasped, looking at the court ladies who were hurrying around, and sternly scolded.

"Tomorrow is the day when the emperor ascends the throne!"

"If it's delayed, who of you can afford it?"

"Hurry up and act for me!"

"Here!"

Thousands of pretty court ladies responded sweetly.

Wearing gorgeous silk, they held candlesticks and utensils made of gold. Under the command of the Daqing and Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple, they scattered in the imperial city mightily, and placed many items in every corner of the palaces of the Great Qin Dynasty. .

Looking at the majestic maids, the Guanglu Temple Chancellor who was in charge of meals also scolded them!

"Everyone hastened their pace and must not be delayed!"

"must remember!"

"Before midnight today, all the prepared food must be processed!"

"I can't get tired of eating!"

"We represent Daqin's face!"

"Here!"

Fireworks drift!

In the Imperial City of Great Qin, the Pao kitchen was already firing on all cylinders.

Pieces of chickens, ducks, cattle, sheep, pigs, geese, and rabbits were slaughtered, and the fresh flesh was cleaned by more than a hundred top chefs in Daqin.

Two eunuchs from Guanglu Temple followed Cheng Chen and the chief bookkeeper, doing their best to prepare all kinds of delicacies for tomorrow's enthronement ceremony.
And not just inside the Xianyang Imperial City!
Outside the Xianyang Imperial City, countless people also took action!
That is the Xianyang garrison!
Each of these warriors selected from the Great Qin's million-strong army has a strong body, a tall stature, and invincible power!
There are even some commanders who have a faint aura of heaven and earth spreading from their bodies!
They have one post in three steps and one whistle in five steps, densely packed inside and outside Xianyang!

As the night fell, many members of the Xianyang garrison, each holding a spear and wearing heavy armor.

The black chain mail covered every inch of their skin, and a pair of eagle-like eyes scanned all directions!
In the dark night, like thousands of thick iron towers, standing inside and outside Xianyang City!

In addition to these actions of the royal family, the people of Xianyang also took action one after another!

With the upcoming ceremony of Yingzheng's ascension to the throne, the curfew in the entire city of Xianyang was also relaxed for several hours.

In today's Xianyang City, there are bright lights everywhere.

The scorching summer brings hot winds, and many people are cheering for the upcoming enthronement ceremony!
Countless people are preparing, countless people are looking forward to this happening.

The entire city of Xianyang was bustling with joy and laughter everywhere.

But under the joy and joy, not many people know that an upcoming turbulent undercurrent is slowly surging above Xianyang City.
"It's really lively."

"The Ceremony of King Qin's Enthronement."

Above the silent attic, the man said with a smile.

Under the starlight, this is a middle-aged man.

He appeared to be about 34 years old and was wearing a blue robe with narrow sleeves, a large collar and a right lapel.

On his generous skirt is embroidered a gorgeous pattern of clouds and phoenixes, and he wears a flat dustpan-shaped crown on his head.

He is tall and handsome, with a green bamboo fan placed in front of him, and he is calmly filling a pot of high-quality hot tea, with the air of a superior person in every gesture.

"Who said no?"

Opposite him, there is another middle-aged man, both of them are dressed in similar clothes, the same wealth, the same gorgeousness, the only difference is that this man does not have a bamboo fan, but wears a transparent bamboo fan on his hand Cuiyu finger.

Gently rubbing his fingers, the man looked down at the brightly lit city with a gentle smile, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his dark eyes.

"In less than five years, two monarchs have died. The once huge state of Qin is now controlled by a woman and a businessman. It's really ironic."

"With such a big ostentation, do Lu Buwei and Madam Huayang really think that ostentation can show the majesty of Qin?"

"Hehe." The name is Guo Wei, but in fact it is Dayan's envoy to the Qin State this time, shaking his head with a smile, leaning on the bamboo chair slowly, admiring the customs from a foreign country, "It's not Satire."

"Since the death of King Qin Zhaoxiang, the celestial phenomena of the Qin Dynasty observed in the Dayan Observatory have been declining."

"Especially King Qin Xiaowen and King Zhuang Xiang died suddenly one after another. After Lu Buwei fought for power with Madam Huayang, the fortunes of the Qin Dynasty plummeted."

"At this moment, isn't the internal struggle in Qin at this time the best thing for us?"

The observatory is the title of an institution belonging to many big countries. There are practitioners and warlocks summoned from all over the country. They can call the wind and call the rain. By observing the celestial phenomena and stars, they can measure the fortune of a country.

There are several such institutions among the hundred schools of thought.

Hearing this, Yan Guo, who was wearing a jade wrench, picked up a cup of tea with the envoy, and said with a smile: "That's true. Regarding this, do you know that the Wei Guo envoy who came came to visit there? Like you As expected, I went to Mrs. Huayang's side."

"It seems that not only us, among the six countries, are also willing to watch the two forces of Qin compete with each other."

Nodding slightly, shaking the bamboo fan, Guo Wei was not surprised.

As the grandson of Guo Wei, the former think tank of Great Yan, the master of kings and emperors, who used thousands of dollars to buy bones and built a golden platform to attract talented people from all over the world to join Yan, Guo Wei predicted this early on.

Today's Qin Dynasty has two major forces, one is the upstart power headed by Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji, and the remaining old power of the Mi family headed by Huayang's wife Quan Yangjun.

These two forces are now fighting fiercely, putting the huge Qin Dynasty in jeopardy.

Naturally, this is what they want to see. The domineering and powerful state of Qin is still vivid in their minds. The death of King Qin Zhaoxiang and King Zhuangxiang made all the people of the six countries breathe a sigh of relief.

No one is willing to reconcile the two forces that are now fighting in Qin.

Yan, Zhao, and Han visited Lu Buwei, and Qi Chu visited Mrs. Huayang.

Then, in order to maintain balance, the envoys of the State of Wei will naturally visit Mrs. Huayang.

Even this one step late, perhaps it was deliberately done by the envoys of the State of Wei.

"I'm not too curious about this step of the envoy of Wei State." Guo Wei said calmly, holding a cup of tea, gently skimming off the floating young leaves with the tea lid, and smiling, quite pleased.

"I just want to see how Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang will compete for power at tomorrow's enthronement ceremony, and what methods they will use to suppress this young master."

Hearing this, the accompanying envoy opposite Guo Wei immediately laughed too.

"Hahaha, that's true. I'm also looking forward to how Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang will treat the future little King Qin at the enthronement ceremony tomorrow."

"How should the fate and celestial phenomena of Qin be extended!"

Guo Wei smiled and nodded.

According to the information, the prince of the Qin Kingdom, Prince Zheng, is only less than thirteen years old, and it is still too early for him to be crowned.

Moreover, he was the son of King Zhuangxiang of Qin when he became a proton in Zhao State. He returned to Qin State for less than four years and had no influence at all.

Just relying on him, how can he support Qin's fortune and astronomy?
Gently picking up the bamboo fan on the table and shaking it, Guo Wei looked playful.

Although on the surface it is Qin Gongzizheng who ascended the throne, in the final analysis, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang are just supporting puppets to ascend the throne.

I heard that a few days ago, this Gong Zizheng went into a rage in the city of Xianyang and killed a general of the Mi family. Although he didn't know if it was true or not, it was obviously nothing to be afraid of.

I just don't know whether the upstart power represented by Lu Buwei will win in the end, or the old power represented by Mrs. Huayang will sit firmly behind.

Guo Wei felt that it would be better for Mrs. Huayang to win.

Although Lu Buwei was born as a businessman, the battle to destroy Zhou a few years ago let them know how much energy is in this seemingly frail old man.

of course.

These are all later stories.

Whether it is Lu Buwei or Mrs. Huayang who wins, Qin's strength is destined to decline significantly.

This decline is not a simple drop, it is enough to make Qin fall from the throne of the current leader of the Seven Kingdoms, this is an indisputable fact.

It's just that, coming here this time, I definitely can't see this. It will take some time for the power struggle between Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang to end, especially after the chaos of the six kingdoms.

This time, Guo Wei and many envoys from the six countries mainly wanted to watch the excitement.

The future king of Qin, the most powerful king of the Seven Kingdoms, was beaten by two forces in turn when he ascended the throne.

There is no doubt that this will definitely be a big topic of conversation in the future.

And the matter itself is interesting enough.

'Snapped'

Gently fan the bamboo fan.

Breeze blows.

Guo Wei turned his head and looked at the brightly lit city not far away, pointing at the tall royal city with his bamboo fan, with a joyful smile on his face.

"Make a bet."

"At tomorrow's enthronement ceremony, there will definitely be a big show."

In fact, it's not just Guo Wei, the envoy of Yan State!

This trip to Qin State to visit the enthronement ceremony, in addition to wanting to find out the current power structure within the Qin Dynasty, let Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang continue to fight for power, and disintegrate the foundation of Qin State, most of them also have the idea of ​​watching a good show !
Just imagine, a future king was reduced to a puppet when he was young, and was suppressed and beaten by two major forces at the enthronement ceremony. This is almost never happened before!
Among the seven heroes of the Warring States Period, which one is not extremely powerful, and which generation of monarchs is not ambitious?

This is especially true in the Qin State since Shang Yang's reform!

King Hui of Qin, King Zhaoxiang of Qin, King Zhuangxiang of Qin.
Which one is not a grand plan?
Even King Zhuangxiang of Qin, who seemed weak and incompetent, died suddenly after only four years in power, but...
You must know that before he came to the throne, he had turned a bad card that had been reduced to a proton in the Zhao country into the king bomb of King Qin!
Even with the help of Lu Buwei, the root cause of Yingzheng's crisis was laid
However, it is absolutely terrifying!

But now, the next Prince of Qin, Prince Zheng, who has accumulated countless generations of Great Qin Yuwei, will be suppressed and beaten when he ascends the throne.
How does this make them unhappy, how does it make them not interested? !
As for Ying Zheng, he might win.
This is simply not within their scope of consideration.

If Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang can't hold down even a Ying Zheng who has not reached the championship and has no power at all, then there is no need for them to compete for Daqin.

Just come from our six countries.

"I still feel that there will be a good show tomorrow." On the attic, the envoy of Chu State looked into the distance with amusement.

"Hahahaha, let me just put my words here, how happy the people of Xianyang City are today, how uncomfortable they will be when they see the enthronement ceremony tomorrow!"

"Prince Qin, Prince Zheng, it's too difficult. It's a pity that I have suffered such a thing after only coming back for a few years." The envoy from Qi State said with a smile.

"King Zhuang Xiang died too quickly, leaving no time for Gong Zizheng to grow up."

"I'm very curious now. At tomorrow's enthronement ceremony, what kind of tactics will the two old foxes, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, use to deal with Yingzheng?" Wei Guo envoy chuckled and drank a glass of wine.

"Hahaha, it must be a surprise, it must be very interesting, very interesting!"

"I hope I can see a different enthronement ceremony. I look forward to tomorrow!"

Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei.
Under the dark night, the envoys of the six countries laughed in anticipation, discussing many things with each other, talking about everything that might happen tomorrow.

And while they were expecting and waiting here, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang were indeed formulating many strategies
After all, King Qin's accession to the throne cannot be sloppy. How to suppress Yingzheng without losing the majesty of Qin State, and ensure that Yingzheng will fall to himself in the future, and that he has no other intentions, is indeed a difficult task. Control things.

After all, besides Yingzheng, there is also Lu Buwei/Mrs. Huayang.

When they acted to suppress Ying Zheng, if they were not careful, they might be attacked by the opponent, resulting in a complete loss.

This is not the result they want.

"Sister, you must carefully calculate what you do this time, and there must be no mistakes." In the gorgeous palace, Quanyang Jun said to Mrs. Huayang in a deep voice.

Just as Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang were seriously calculating everything.

In Xianyang City, there were also many military generals who were outside the two major forces, and they noticed the dark clouds shrouded in the lights.

In the huge mansion, the lights were brightly lit.

A veteran sits in a splendid building.

He has a firm face and a strong figure. He is sitting in the gazebo with his upper body naked.

Although the old man has already had gray temples and is over half a century old, his muscles are still built up like rocks. Sitting cross-legged, he looks like a dragon and a tiger.

He was sitting in the gazebo, in front of him were two sea bowls the size of a human head, with five carrot-thick fingers forming a big fan-like palm, he kept slapping open a pot of spirits, poured them in, and then poured them down with his head raised .

"Gudong, Gudong, Gudong."

The strong wine entered his throat, and the old man's muscles were scorching hot. Even the scorching summer wind brought a slight chill, but the old man didn't feel any drunkenness at all. Instead, the worried look in his eyes became more and more serious.

This is none other than the veteran of the three dynasties, the great general of Qin who is about to become a veteran of the four dynasties, Meng Ao!
He is also the father of Meng Wu, the rising star of the Great Qin, Meng Tian, ​​the future Great Qin general, and the grandfather of Meng Yi.

"Father, don't you rest yet?" A figure silently came to Meng Wu's side and asked softly.

He has a [-]% similar appearance to Meng Ao, with bulging muscles and long hair casually pulled behind his head.

"I can't sleep, I'm afraid the enthronement ceremony tomorrow will not be that simple." Meng Ao sighed and wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth.

Meng Wu frowned slightly: "The enthronement ceremony? Does anyone dare to be presumptuous at the enthronement ceremony? Father, the Prime Minister and the Empress Dowager, no matter how bold they are, they dare not do so?"

"Stupid Prime Minister and Empress Dowager."

Meng Ao casually slapped open a dusty altar and poured it into a sea bowl.

'Gudong Gudong.'

"Look more at the court, don't always focus on training and leading troops." Meng Ao picked up the sea bowl and drank it, and said in a muffled voice: "Did you just know the thoughts of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang? When I was in Daqin, didn't you see what they did while the two forces led the resistance?"

"Infiltrate the army. Suspend the enthronement ceremony for sixty days."

Said indifferently, Meng Ao's white hair was casually scattered under the starry sky, and that huge body sat cross-legged here, like a golden lion.

"Although it is reasonable to say that they have the right to suspend the enthronement ceremony, but throughout the ages, which king was suspended before the enthronement ceremony? Or for a full two months?"

Meng Ao slapped the table with a slap, and spoke in a cold voice.

"The Seven Kingdoms are gone!"

"This enthronement ceremony, they will definitely make trouble and make a move."

"This group of pests."

Hearing this, Meng Wu clenched his fists tightly, and the long hair behind his back moved automatically without wind.

"Father, shall we make a move?"

"Get out?"

"What are you doing?"

Meng Ao glanced at Meng Wu, dropped the bowl in his hand, and continued to drink: "Mix it indiscriminately, are you sure you are helping or holding back?"

"And when you stand here, you don't represent yourself, you represent me, you represent Tian and Yi, and you will even represent the entire Meng Family Army brothers in the future."

"Do you know how many brothers Meng's army has? Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang may not be able to deal with us, but what about the brothers under them?"

Meng Ao stretched out a carrot-like finger, poked Meng Wu's head hard, and spoke calmly.

"Do things, think twice before acting."

"We have soldiers. But soldiers are not useful for everything."

"Use your brain more."

Hearing this, Meng Wu tightened and loosened his fists, loosened and tightened again, finally he had no choice but to let go, sighed, sat down opposite Meng Ao, and drank the wine in a muffled voice.

"Ugh"

"This damn world."

"If only my cultivation could be higher, I don't have to care about all of this, I can do whatever I want."

Glancing at him, he raised the wine jar and poured it down. In just a few seconds, he drank several jars of Meng Wu from his collection. Meng Ao slapped him out on the spot.

It immediately sent Meng Wu flying like a sack, and knocked down half of the wall with a bang.

"Since you know, then get out of here and practice, and don't touch Lao Tzu's wine."

Climbing up from the ruins in the huge gravel, Meng Wu shook the dust off his body, looked at Meng Ao who put away the wine jar in the distance, and grinned helplessly.

"Oh."

In fact, tonight, it's not just Meng Ao's side.

Another general of the Great Qin Dynasty, Wang Jian from the Wang family, was also quite rare silent.

Facing the doormen sent by Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, a handsome young man who looked about [-] or [-] years old came out and politely asked them to leave.

"I'm sorry, please report back to the Prime Minister, Empress Dowager, my father is currently in a closed-door cultivation practice, and has been missing for several days, so he can't see any guests for the time being."

"But tomorrow's enthronement ceremony, my father will definitely break through and return."

"Please go back, both of you."

The doorman left helplessly.

The boy returned to the mansion.

But he didn't go back to his father directly in the study room, but went to the boil kitchen, slaughtered a few chickens himself, and cooked a pot of chicken soup.

If anyone was here, they would definitely be surprised, because there is not a single servant in the mansion of the Wang family, one of the great generals of Qin Dynasty.

In addition to a small number of guards, there are only a few old butlers.

Even among the boil cooks, there was only one boy to help.

"Uncles, come and eat something. Tomorrow is the grand ceremony for the enthronement of Lord Gongzizheng. Now there are Xianyang garrison troops outside, so there is no need to be so nervous."

Facing the boy's words, many guards were not polite, and staggered forward.

Until then, it was discovered by the moonlight that these guards were all disabled, missing arms and legs, and even a few lost their eyes.

But the boy didn't despise them in any way because of this. Instead, he scooped up a big bowl of chicken soup and sprinkled a lot of chopped green onions on everyone.

"fragrant!"

"Hehe, in the whole world, I'm afraid there are only a few of us brothers who can eat the food cooked by the major general himself?" A guard said with a smile.

"Bai Bomo is going to make fun of me." The young man smiled helplessly, picked up a bowl of chicken soup, and walked towards the study.

"There's still some in the pot, take it yourself, I'll send some to dad."

The guards waved.

The boy turned to leave.

Holding the chicken soup, he knocked on the door of the study.

"Father, the lobbyists of the Prime Minister and the Empress Dowager have all left."

"En." A vague voice came from inside the study, it was a tall shadow.

"It's getting late, Ben'er, you should go to bed earlier."

"Yes." Wang Ben put the food on the table, and gently placed a few bamboo slips here: "This is the news that Uncle Bai just received. Empress Empress and theirs."

The figures in the study seemed to pause for a while as they turned the pages of the book, and then ordered: "Ben'er, tell me, don't ask your uncle Bai to do these things again, it's very dangerous, and the clairvoyance is not omnipotent."

"Yes." Wang Ben replied respectfully, but he didn't turn around and leave.

"What do you want to say?" the figure in the room asked.

"Father, should we just look at it like this?" The young man didn't seem surprised, he asked softly, but there was biting coldness and killing intent in his immature eyes.

"Then what do you say?"

"Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang have violated the laws and regulations of the Great Qin Dynasty, and have committed offenses above and below many times. Between me, they should be executed."

However, before he could finish speaking, the figure in the study interrupted his words.

"Get out."

"what?"

"Get out. Then copy the house rules three hundred times."

"."

The boy looked helpless, but in the end he could only speak sullenly.

"Yes."

The boy turned to leave.

After the boy left, the figure who was originally sitting in the study finally came out slowly.

He was wearing a long robe, with a messy handsome face. He looked about 40 years old, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, narrow and handsome. People's eyes are completely torn away.

Looking at the bamboo slips sent by Wang Ben, Wang Jian took a sip of the chicken soup and gently rubbed the center of his brows. His deep eyes were shining with deep worry.

"The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop."

"Master Gongzizheng"

The undercurrent is surging.

As the enthronement ceremony is about to start, the entire city of Xianyang is full of chaos and complexity.

Countless people have their own ghosts, and countless people are waiting for tomorrow's good show.
Only outside Xianyang City, a golden creature no more than half the height of a person, looked at the latest information, and happily jumped three feet high!

"The name of the benefactor is Gong Zizheng? And he is the king of this city?"

"And tomorrow is the benefactor's big day?"

Looking at a Daqin farmer who was almost scared out of his wits, the mud monkey left him excitedly and ran back and forth on the ground.

"Squeaky!!"

"This is a great day!"

"It seems to be more important than the blossoming and fruiting of peaches!"

"No, no, I have to get ready!"

"But what can I give my benefactor?"

Scratching its head excitedly, the mud monkey racked its brains to think, sweating profusely.

After a while, the mud monkey widened its eyes as if it had thought of something, and patted itself on the head.
"correct!"

"and this!"

"I almost forgot!"

After saying this, the mud monkey quickly ran towards the jungle.

After a moment.

With the roar of a forest beast, it seemed that the entire forest began to shake silently
　It came out of nowhere.

　　I hope everyone can give some support. The author responded with [-] words on the first day it was released.

　　
　
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