The Glory of the King of Qin

"Young Master, be careful!" Changping Jun smiled slightly, then looked towards Yinglou, and said, "This must be Uncle Yinglou, be careful, right? Have you seen Uncle!"

"The prime minister is more polite! Lou is terrified!" Ying Lou said.

"My uncle and the Marquis of Qianyi, in the state of Yan, have won the covenant and peace for more than ten years for our country of Qin and Yan, and they have done a lot of credit. What's more, they are about to marry with South Korea, and they have made great contributions to strengthening Qin. Wei... What are you afraid of? Come on, come with me quickly into the palace... Your Majesty wants to meet you by name!" said Changping Jun.

"..." Ying Zheng wanted to see him by name?Yinglou pondered silently in his heart.

Finally, do you want to see the Emperor Qiangu?

Looking at the crowded streets, the clean and smooth bluestone slabs, the rows of black armored soldiers, blocking the passers-by on both sides and driving out a flat road, Yinglou inexplicably felt the blood in his heart burning!Heartbeat!

This is the feeling that he did not kill the Quartet!

Daqin, here I come!

In this life, I have to make my name inscribed on the wheel of history.

Ps: Before Qin unified the world, the historical records did not clearly record who was the prime minister. After Lu Buwei died, Wang Wan took over as the prime minister until after the reunification!I will squeeze Changping-jun up, don't worry about it!

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001. Qin Wang Yingzheng

Five steps to the first floor, ten steps to one pavilion; the corridor waist is back and the eaves are high;Miscellaneous ♀ Zhi ♀ Insects are coiled and coiled, 囷囷 Yan, hive water eddies, I do not know how many millions of them fall.The long bridge is lying on the wave, and there is no cloud and what dragon?Return to the road and go empty, not Ji He Hong?High and low Ming fans, do not know the West and East.The Getai is warm, and the spring is full of light; the dance hall is cold, and the wind and rain are desolate.

Within a day, between a house, and the climate is not uniform.

Du Mu's poem for the Epang Palace shows the luxury and layers of the Epang Palace.

Yinglou had never seen the Afang Palace, but felt that it should be very suitable to describe the Qin Palace.

After walking for a full quarter of an hour, he came to the outside of the main hall.

"Eryan country, if you want to murder my nephew, you want the widow to give you an explanation? More than a thousand people were killed and injured, and the prince was severely injured. What is this? In the eyes of the widow, even if Yan Dan died, it was insignificant! When you have a stick of incense, let the widow get out of Xianyang, and go back and tell you Yan Wangxi, even if Qin is an ordinary citizen, he is also a citizen of my Daqin, and it is not your Yanguo that can be bullied at will, not to mention, it is my Daqin. The uncle? The widow's nephew?"

"If King Yan doesn't agree, he can send troops to ask the guilt, and the few people are waiting for you in Xianyang!"

"Left and right guards, blast them out to the widow!"

Before it was announced, I heard such a majestic voice coming from the hall, and the voice spread, full of a strong domineering and disdain for the country of Yan!The footsteps of the armored soldiers, the terrified sound of the envoy, and then, they saw three people, dragged out by the guards directly, and threw them directly on the stairs outside the hall!

The three people felt trembling, and after getting up, they left quickly.

Changping-jun sneered lightly: "The country of Yan tried to frame my uncle, and he still wanted me from the country of Qin to tell him something? You really don't know whether to live or die!"

When talking about this, Yinglou clearly saw the casual and understatement of the surrounding ministers, as if they were commonplace, and there was nothing to be surprised about.

This is a kind of self-confidence that comes from the bones, a kind of self-confidence of a strong country.

Qin State has the right not to give any reasonable explanation to any country, let alone a weak country like Yan State?

Yan Dan fled back to the State of Yan, and along with Concubine Yan of the Yin Yang family, he also escaped and framed Yinglou. For the State of Qin, it was slapping the State of Qin in the face, and now he dared to go to the State of Qin to ask for the result?joke!

"Xiangguo, Young Master, King Xuan has an audience! Young Master Korea will come later~¨!"

A group of people, under the leadership of Jun Changping, walked towards the hall.

The hall is wide, at least four or five hundred square meters. At this time, there are dozens of officials standing inside, and everyone's eyes are focused on them. Yinglou followed Fusu and walked in.

"My minister, see the king!"

Yinglou was very suspicious, whether these dozens of people had been negotiated, and they spoke in unison.

He didn't know the etiquette of the Qin state either. Anyway, when he saw what Fusu did, he just followed.

"You have worked hard on this trip!" Ying Zheng said.

"Because of me, Daqin, the minister will never give up!" They said in unison again. This routine is really deep enough. They are all old drivers.Another martial arts master!

Ying Zheng seemed very satisfied with this answer, nodded, waved his hand, suppressing the voices of the crowd, and then Fu Su stepped forward to report the gains of this trip, etc., without any redundant words, simple and clear!Then another official came out and talked about some details, and then Chang Wenjun talked about other related matters, including the ceding of Nanyang within three years, and the marriage of the Korean princess to the uncle...

In fact, these things have long been passed down by birds to Qin, and Ying Zheng has long known about them, but after all, this involves state affairs, so he must walk up and down the court.

However, the matter of Chang Wenjun's last uncle made everyone look at Yinglou.

Yinglou was originally in low spirits, and he didn't listen carefully. He didn't think it was interesting.However, he suddenly felt like a man on his back, countless eyes were looking at him, his eyes couldn't help but look left and right, and found that Chang Wenjun was winking at him, which made him stunned for a moment, I went, this old guy, do it. Airplane.

"Brother, the king called you!" Fusu whispered.

"Huh?" Ying Lou looked at Ying Zheng for a moment.

Ying Zheng's eyes are like the cosmic night sky in the sky, looking at Ying Lou, his face is a little thin, every outline is very crisp, his lips are thin, his nose is high, and the beads on the crown of Pingtian, gently Shaking, Yinglou looked at Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng also happened to be looking at him.

"Chen... See Your Majesty!" Ying Lou originally thought of calling himself his nephew, but when he thought about it, this was the court, and even Fusu called himself a minister. How could he be called Uncle Ying Zheng?

".〃Are you just being careful?" Ying Zheng asked very plainly, but from top to bottom, there was an aura of a king.

"Win the building, be careful when you win!" Yinglou said a bit neither humble nor arrogant.

"Be careful when you win, you should be careful, these two words are indeed inappropriate as a name, but as a word, you can always remember it, don't forget your original heart! These years, I, Daqin, failed to take care of your father and son, do you have any? What complaints?" Ying Zheng said.

"...I have no complaints!" Ying Loudao asked himself, and also extracted from his memory. Indeed, he did not have any complaints about victory. On the contrary, he was always proud of Daqin.

"You are worthy of my Ying clan's children! After you retired from the dynasty later, I asked Fusu to take you to the clan to meet the ancestors of all dynasties, and their names were recorded on the genealogy. During this time, you lived in the Fusu mansion first. What's your objection?" Ying Zheng Road.

"I have no objection!" Ying Lou said.

"Go back!" Ying Zheng said lightly.