Daqin: Incarnate as a general, cast an immortal dynasty

Chapter 26 A Dream in Ten Years, Visit Lishan in Person
Xianyang, the imperial palace.

Kylin Hall.

Bang!
"You mean Dian'er is still alive?!"

Ying Zheng put the bamboo slips in his hand on the desk.

The whole person stood up abruptly, and stood up directly from the dragon chair.

An unbelievable and unbelievable expression!
The news is for him.

It's tantamount to a blockbuster!
Since I made that decision ten years ago.

In the past ten years, he has not regretted a single day.

Regretting myself as a father, why can I be so cruel?
That is his own flesh and blood!
As the saying goes, tiger poison does not eat its eggs.

But he won the government, and for the country and the country, he personally buried his son's life!

Therefore, Ying Zheng actually condemned himself very much in his heart.

At the same time, he often fantasizes.

If I hadn't sent Ying Qingdian to the imperial mausoleum at the beginning.

Can the current Yingqing Temple be able to stand on its own?
Don't say that you are young and promising to surpass yourself.

But at least he shouldn't be as corrupt as Fusu?

He wouldn't be as childish and playful as Hu Hai, would he?
"Your Majesty, isn't this the opponent's trick?!"

at this time.

Tong Wu Hou Wang Ben stood up and reminded.

Everyone knows that ten years ago, the Ninth Prince was only one month old when he entered the mausoleum.

It can be said that there is no possibility of survival!
After all, it takes a baby who is just one month old and still in the swaddle to survive alone.

Or where the conditions are difficult.

It's simply a fantasy!
However, Ying Zheng ignored Wang Ben's words.

He stared at Meng Tian.

"Are you serious?!"

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth were twitching.

This is a sign of excitement.

Seeing this, Meng Tian immediately knelt down on one knee, and said solemnly: "The final general is willing to guarantee with his life!"

"The leader of the mysterious army in Mount Li is none other than His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince!"

"Besides, the Lord Commander of CRRC was also on the scene at that time, so he can guarantee it."

Meng Tian quickly looked at Zhao Gao who was at the side.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"What General Meng said is true."

"It's just that I have never met His Royal Highness Ninth Prince, so I can't be sure whether that person is His Royal Highness Ninth Prince."

"But I can be sure of one thing, that person is very similar to His Majesty in terms of appearance and temperament!"

Hearing this, Meng Tian's expression froze slightly.

As expected of an old fox!
If the man in Lishan wasn't the Ninth Prince, Ying Zheng would definitely blame them for deceiving the emperor!
But this dog, with a few simple words, shirked his follow-up responsibility.

But Meng Tian was not afraid at all.

Because he was sure that that person was the Ninth Prince who was sent to the imperial mausoleum ten years ago!

It's just that I didn't expect His Majesty's reaction to be so great!
I have followed Ying Zheng for so many years.

When Qin swept Liuhe and ruled the world, he had never seen Ying Zheng so excited.

"My son is not dead!"

"Hahaha!"

"My temple is still alive!!!"

"quick!"

"Ready to drive!"

"I want to go to Mount Li personally!"

Looking at Ying Zheng, who was already dazzled by joy.

For a moment, Meng Tian didn't know how to express Ying Qingdian's original explanation.

"Your Majesty! This is not an appropriate move, please think again!"

"Your Majesty! Absolutely not!"

"Your Majesty! This is obviously a trap for thieves. You are worth a million gold, so you can't lose a little!"

a time.

All the ministers of the DPRK and China spoke to dissuade them.

However, Ying Zheng was not happy.

His dragon eyes sank slightly, and he glanced lightly.

A domineering coercion hit.

The court was suddenly silent.

All the ministers dared not speak again.

"how?"

"Why are you still not moving?!"

Seeing that Meng Tian didn't respond, Ying Zheng couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"At the end of the day, I will go to prepare for the drive!"

Meng Tian knew.

No matter what I say now.

His Majesty couldn't even listen.

In this case, it can only go with the flow.

Just when Meng Tian was about to leave.

A secret shadow guard suddenly entered from outside the hall.

"Report to Your Majesty!"

"This is the good news that my subordinates brought back from the organ city under the order of General Zhang Han!"

The Shadow Secret Guard came to the front of the main hall, knelt down on one knee, holding a letter in both hands.

"Bring it up!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand casually.

His mind is no longer on the organ city at all.

Zhao Gao hurried forward, took the envelope, climbed up the steps, and handed it to Ying Zheng.

Open the envelope and glance over it.

After reading it, Ying Zheng frowned.

"Meng Tian, ​​look at what's going on here?"

Meng Tian stepped forward to take it, and looked at the contents in the envelope.

Swish!
next moment.

Meng Tian's complexion changed, and he said quickly:
"This is impossible!!"

"Your Majesty, the army that General Zhang Han encountered in the organ city may be another army!"

"But it's definitely not the one that the last general encountered when chasing Gai Nie!"

In Lishan, I saw with my own eyes the mysterious army that killed Gai Nie.

Now Zhang Han said in the letter.

He met the army in the organ city.

This is obviously impossible!

And Zhang Han has never seen it with his own eyes.

Meng Tian had seen it with his own eyes!
Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, then said softly, "Let's go to Mount Li first!"

He just wants to know now.

Is my palace still alive?
Soon.

According to Ying Zheng's request, Meng Tian prepared the dragon.

And Ying Zheng was surrounded by his ministers.

When I came outside the palace, I went up to the dragon.

Wang Ben personally led a group of generals to escort.

Songhai City.

Confucianism.

Little Sage Village.

The three heads of Confucianism are gathering together at this moment.

It's just that their respective faces are more or less solemn.

"When the Mo family is destroyed, the situation in the world will be in turmoil. I don't know how many people will suffer."

Zhang Liang stared into the distance with a sad expression.

He didn't feel sorry for the world, but worried that his Confucianism would be affected by this turmoil.

Over the years, the reason why Confucianism has been safe and sound is because Confucian students are all over the world, and Confucianism is even more respected by people all over the world.

In addition, Confucianism maintains a neutral state towards external things.

Neither humble nor overbearing, neither contaminated nor stained.

Therefore, the empire, which was like a wolf and a tiger, did not speak to his Confucianism.

Of course, maybe a little more.

That is Fusu, the eldest son of the current empire, who is obsessed with Confucianism and respects Confucianism and Taoism.

For his sake, Ying Zheng kept his hands on Confucianism.

"The Mohist family's destruction this time has long been the general trend."

"It is said that the Mo family has been secretly accepting anti-Qin people."

"Even blatantly established an anti-Qin base."

"Isn't this challenging the authority of the empire?"

Fu Nian spoke softly.

He was not surprised at the downfall of the Mohist school.

Because in his opinion.

It will be a matter of time before the Mohist family perishes.

"What does Junior Brother Yan Lu think about the Mohist matter?"

Zhang Liang looked at Yan Lu beside him.

Yan Lu paused for a moment, pondered for a moment, and said, "Once the empire's campaign begins, it will not stop easily."

As soon as this word comes out.

Fu Nian and Zhang Liang couldn't help being taken aback.

Could it be that the empire will take action next?
There are hundreds of schools of thought, and the remnants of the six kingdoms.

Who will suffer next time?
no one knows
(End of this chapter)