Qin Emperor Ziying

Chapter 143
"However, wherever my Qin army arrives, Chu will be destroyed. In the future, there will be no saying that people from Chu and people from Qin are people from Qin. All of them are the people of my Great Qin, and they will all be brothers and sisters of you and me. Don't do it, everyone. Killing and looting." Ziying continued.

After the unification of Qin, the resistance forces in the six eastern countries have always existed. Not only the old nobles of the six countries like Zhang Liang, but also some grassroots people do not have a deep sense of belonging to Qin.

In addition to tyranny, a big reason is that many families have relatives who died innocently at the hands of the Qin people in the war.

For Ziying's words, everyone naturally responded immediately, but it's hard to say how much they can listen to.

After saying this, Ziying saw that it was getting late, and saw that the meals of the soldiers were almost ready, so he said to Nie Yiyan: "I'm delaying everyone's meal, it smells really good. Let's go in the morning I’m in such a hurry, I haven’t eaten yet, let’s go and taste my Qin Jun’s meal together.”

Saying that, Ziying walked towards the place where the meals were received.

"Your Highness, why don't you go to my tent to eat together?" Nie Yi hurriedly followed up and said, Qin Jun's food is different according to the status and title, and Nie Yi, who is the master of two or five hundred in the camp, naturally enjoys it It is a first class meal.

"It's okay, I think these meals are very good!" While talking, Ziying went straight to the food distribution of ordinary soldiers.

"Give one to Gu Ye!" Ziying ordered.

Although the soldiers in charge of distribution were busy cooking in the rear just now, seeing that the commander of the First Battalion, Nie Yi, followed the noble young man respectfully, he also understood that Ziying should be a big shot.

Dare not to refuse, he used a bamboo tube to fill a steamed rice with miscellaneous grains for Ziying, sprinkled some sauce on it, put a few slices of pickled vegetables on it, and filled another bamboo tube porridge from a bronze cauldron next to it.

A meal for an ordinary soldier is complete.

Seeing that Ziying eats this kind of food, although someone in Nie Yi's tent has already prepared his court food, but Ziying eats this kind of food, he has no choice but to follow Ziying to order a meal for ordinary soldiers.

After receiving the meal, Ziying looked around.They found that most of the soldiers were eating together in groups of three or four, squatting or standing, and immediately took the food and walked towards the nearest group of soldiers.

Before Ziying got close, several people had already spotted Ziying walking towards them. They immediately put the food on the ground, stood up straight, and kept their mouths tightly shut, not daring to chew even the food that had already been eaten in their mouths. .

"Everyone, don't be nervous, I'm just here to have a meal with everyone." After finishing speaking, he squatted down like the soldiers before.

"Why are you standing there, keep eating!"

Hearing Ziying's words, the sergeants were relieved and slowly squatted down.

Ziying glanced around, and by chance, Hei Fu, who had just answered Ziying's question, was among them.

He ate the steamed rice with miscellaneous grains in big mouthfuls. To be honest, the rice was not delicious to Ziying, but at least it seemed that Ziying ate it carefully and tastefully.

Compared with Ziying, the two hundred and five master Nie Yi frowned every time he took a bite. The steamed meal mixed with coarse rice, bean, millet, millet and other miscellaneous grains is really different from the polished rice he enjoys every day. do not.

Turning his head to look at Ziying and Baosheng, who were eating without changing their expressions, Nie Yi had to force himself to swallow.

After eating almost, Ziying put the bamboo tube on the ground and asked Heifu, "The weather is getting hotter, why are you still wearing the winter robe?"

Just now when he was asking questions, Ziying noticed that it was the end of spring, and the other soldiers had already put on lighter clothes inside their armors, but this man named Heifu was still wearing winter clothes clothing.

But there were so many people just now, Ziying didn't bother to ask, since there are only a few people in this meeting, so he asked.

"Returning to your lord, when I went out to fight, I thought I was just here to recover Ying Chen and other old places, and one or two months would be enough, so I didn't bring my summer clothes because I thought it was troublesome. I bought wine and drank all the money I brought, so..."

Obviously, in this short period of time, someone has already popularized the correct title of Ziying for him.

"Didn't you ask your family to send you a letter?" Ziying continued to ask.

As long as the Qin Guo Tingyi is a slightly larger city, there will be one, and Pingyu is no exception. is a very common thing.

After hearing Ziying's words, Heifu scratched his head in embarrassment and replied, "I am illiterate, and even our head of the village can't write, so I haven't been able to write letters to my family."

Ziying smiled lightly after hearing this, which is normal after all, there are only a few people in the army who can read and write.

"So, I will write this letter for you alone. Do you have any supplies?" It doesn't take much effort to write a letter for Heifu, and it doesn't take much effort to write a letter for an ordinary soldier, although the rest of the generals and nobles may disdain to do it for you. In short, it is precisely because others disdain this that spreading the word among the soldiers at the bottom will attract a group of supporters for themselves.

"Yes, yes, yes..., I've been ready for a long time." After saying that, he got up all at once, and without thinking of saying goodbye to Ziying, he turned around and ran towards his own tent.

After a while, Hei Fu ran back with a piece of wood and a rabbit hair brush, took out a small tightly wrapped ink block from his bosom, and handed them to Ziying together.

Many people in the later generations think that the writing brush was invented by Meng Tian. In fact, there was already a writing brush before Meng Tian. At best, Meng Tian improved it to make it better at writing.

For example, the writing brush brought by Heifu is extremely rough. The tip of the brush is made of rabbit arrow hair. It is clamped on the split bamboo tube, wrapped tightly with silk thread, and then coated with a layer of raw lacquer.

He asked Heifu to fetch some water and ink, and said to Heifu, "What do you want to say to your family?"

Heifu explained in detail what he wanted to say to his family, and Ziying wrote on the wooden tablet:
"Heifu, if you dare to ask me again, is your mother okay? Heifu is fine, she was shocked the day before yesterday and she is fine. This summer festival is approaching, and Heifu has no summer clothes. Heifu quickly left Heifu's money and sent summer clothes. The mother regards Anlu silk cloth as cheap, and it can be used as a skirt, and the mother can make it, and orders it to come with money. The silk cloth is expensive, but it comes with money. The black husband buys the cloth for clothing. May the mother leave the black husband to use it. Few. Heifu must strive to be the first with the former, and win the title for the family. For Heifu, ask more questions about his aunt? For Heifu, ask more about Dongshi Ji Xugou. For Heifu, ask more about Xiyang, Lu Are Ying, Bianli, and Yan Zheng father-in-law alright?"

Heifu babbled on for a long time, but there was only this small piece of wooden tablet, and Ziying took Heifu's words very well, so that he could fully express Heifu's meaning within this size.

Judging by Heifu's condition, his relatives may not be able to read or write, but when he arrives in the village, there will naturally be a village chief who can read the letter.

Seeing that there was still a little gap on the edge of the wooden tablet, Ziying continued to pick up a pen and added: "Mr. Chang'an Zhao Ziying is the book."

And added his own seal in ink.

(End of this chapter)