The night is dark.

Honglian is preparing to rest.

King Han and Han Fei arrive.

"Father, brother, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Seeing the two people's serious faces,

Honglian felt a little unsure. After recalling, she realized that she hadn't done anything bad recently.

She dismissed the maids and eunuchs.

King Han looked at his daughter with a sad face, and then said with some guilt:

"Honglian, your father wants to send you to study in Daqin."

Han Fei also looked solemn.

Looking at his lovely sister, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Honglian was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't believe it.

"Father, did I hear you right?"

"Let me go to Daqin to study?"

King Han nodded with a heavy face.

The next moment, the two men who were feeling sad and guilty saw Honglian jumping up excitedly.

The girl's pink face was full of smiles.

"Thank you, Father!!"

""Thank you, brother!"

Seeing the girl's excitement, the two men's faces suddenly turned black.

You are so excited when I ask you to go to the enemy country.

Are you stupid?

"Honglian, this is very dangerous."

Han Fei reminded with a cold face.

Hearing this, Honglian rolled her eyes at him and said angrily:

"The King of Qin is not that kind of villain."

Honglian has read all the intelligence about the Qin State, and she can analyze it.

The King of Qin is a great emperor.

How could he target a little princess like her?

The King of Han and his son looked at each other.

Their faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot. If the princess was sent out, would she be kidnapped by the Qin State?

The King of Han waved his hand tiredly.

"That's it, Honglian, just wait for my order.……"

The two came with heavy hearts and left with a feeling of"WTF"

……

The golden gold, like a river, flowed into the hands of the Qin.

It was exchanged for cheap herbs and minerals in various countries.

Then it was all transported back to the Qin.

On the border, caravans came and went.

Countless supplies entered the Qin.

"Report to the King"

"The 100,000 kilograms of spiritual rice released this time have been sold out in various countries."

"A total of 250,000 kilograms of gold was obtained"

"Among them, 150,000 gold has been used to purchase medicinal materials and minerals, and are being shipped back to China."

The gray-haired old man reported.

After he finished speaking, Li Si couldn't help but stepped forward, bowed to Ying Zheng, and said excitedly:

"Your Majesty, this plan is brilliant!"

"With only 100,000 kilograms of spiritual rice, the internal forces of the six countries were once again divided"

"And it also brought back countless supplies."

The court officials all bowed in admiration, looking at Ying Zheng with even more admiration.

It was a simple conspiracy, but it required the emperor's determination and courage.

After all, spiritual rice and spiritual liquid were strategic-level supplies.

"Your Majesty is wise!!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand without caring, and when he saw that no one was reporting, he looked at Wang Jian and asked:

"Wang Jian, how is the quality of the weapons forged by the spiritual energy furnace?"

A few days ago, Ying Zheng had handed the spiritual energy furnace to the forging department.

Hearing this, Wang Jian bowed and said with joy:

"Report to the King"

"Very good, even the most common magic weapon can compete with the famous swords on the list."

Although it is far inferior to the flying sword made by Ying Zheng himself. But you have to know that this is mass-produced!

This means that as long as there is enough time.

The soldiers of the Qin Dynasty can achieve the freedom of the magic weapon.

Wang Jian continued:

"The current daily output is between 300 and 400"

"When the refiner's cultivation level increases, the subsequent output can be increased."

Hearing this, the court officials all showed joy.

This means that in one month, a divine weapon army can be equipped.

The combat power of the Qin Dynasty will surge again.

However, Ying Zheng frowned slightly.

He refined it casually, and in half a day he could refine more than 500 flying swords.

The speed of the refiner was really slow.

"Unlimited supply of panacea"

"Make sure the weapon refiner's cultivation level improves."

Li Si stepped forward

""Yes!"

After the court was dismissed,

Ying Zheng returned to the harem, and Concubine Yan handed him a secret report.

"My Lord, this is from Korea."

"The King of Han wanted to send Princess Honglian to Daqin to study."

On the surface, it was a study tour.

But anyone who was not stupid could understand that the King of Han was desperate.

He wanted to leave a trace of his bloodline.

Ying Zheng glanced at it and put it down casually.

"But!"

Honglian should still be a young girl at this time, right?

Ying Zheng couldn't help but look forward to it.

Seeing Ying Zheng's smile, Yan Fei secretly spat in her heart.

A lustful and incompetent monarch.

These days in the palace.

She has really learned a lot.

With the two evil women, Da Siming and Hu Meiren, the palace is like a silver nest.

Sometimes, Da Siming deliberately stimulates her in front of her. He is simply not a human being.

Seeing Yan Fei a little absent-minded, her mature and graceful face was stained with pink and moist clouds.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but tease:

""Yan Fei, are you thinking about me?"

Ying Zheng's breath fell on her ears, and the warm breath made her shudder. She came back to her senses and gave him a helpless look.

""Your Majesty, please respect yourself~"

After saying that, she twisted her round and plump buttocks and left.

Ying Zheng shook his head and smiled. Yan Fei was a little arrogant.

Back in the harem.

Several women were practicing.

Perhaps it was the Great Sima, who was about to break through to the Grand Master, that stimulated everyone.

In a dense aura.

On the embroidered Luan bed, several people sat cross-legged, immersed in practice with solemn faces.

They were wearing silk clothes made by Ying Zheng.

A pair of warm little feet, wrapped in smooth stockings, legs and feet overlapped, squeezing out a few strands of tempting flesh.

In the slow and regular breathing.

The snowy and heavy fat blouse trembled slightly.

Hearing the footsteps.

Madam Hu opened her eyes and saw Ying Zheng looking at her with interest.

She couldn't help blushing. She stood up and saluted gently:

""I greet the king."

She bowed slightly, and the snow waves trembled slightly.

Ying Zheng stepped forward, held her little hand, and said with a smile:

"Madam's foundation is a little weak, so you should practice slowly and don't be in a hurry." Madam Hu is only a first-class warrior now.

���The weakest among them.

Even Nongyu has already broken through to the Grandmaster level.

""I know~"

Mrs. Hu said softly, glancing at her daughter who was practicing seriously.

She seemed a little shy and wanted to pull her hand back.

Ying Zheng glared at her.

The beautiful woman lowered her head, blushing, and let Ying Zheng knead her hand.

Ying Zheng was itchy.

The mature and beautiful woman showed such a gentle and shy look.

The lethality was off the charts.

Seeing that several people were conscious, they were completely immersed in practice.

Ying Zheng flicked his finger.

A wisp of dragon power flowed into the silk spiritual weapon.

A hole was opened silently.

"Madam, your cultivation has fallen behind, remember to work hard on it."

Madam Hu was a little confused.

The king had just comforted her, but in the blink of an eye, he urged her to practice again.

Hmm~

She opened her mouth slightly and was about to ask.

Then her beautiful eyes widened and her body suddenly stiffened.

""My king~"

She bit her teeth lightly, trying to make her voice more intimidating.

Looking at Nongyu who was so close, Mrs. Hu was trembling nervously, and her smooth muscles suddenly tightened.

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