Xiang Liang could not wait to become a noble, but he was not blinded by the benefits.
He planned to find a scapegoat to scout the way.
If the nobles of Wei really got their fiefs, everyone would be happy.
If he went and never came back…then he would be able to confirm that this matter was fake.
As for whether the nobles of Wei lived or died, what did it have to do with him?
In fact…
Once the nobles of the Wei Kingdom died, the soldiers left behind would all be people from the Chu Kingdom.
"Uncle, I found an unguarded village. It is full of the descendants of the old Qin people and there are many children. I have captured them. Should I cut off their heads and give them to Qin II to show off?”
Xiangyu's gaze was calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.
This wasn't the first time he had done something like this. He had done it many times in the past.
Every time, he would order people to send the corpses to Xianyang City to deliberately anger Qin Shihuang.
He wanted to tell the world that the Chu Country had only lost the battle, but had never admitted defeat!
"Let's not be in a hurry. Let's see what happens to the Wei Kingdom. If Qin II dares to lie to us, he will slaughter all the Qin people within a hundred miles!”
Xiang Liang stuck out his tongue and licked his bright red lips. There was an inexplicable excitement in his heart.
In the end.
After the two of them chatted for a while, the place gradually became quiet.
……
The sky was gloomy and the rain was falling. The summer heat had dissipated.
Ying Tian's eyes were hazy, and he yawned, feeling his back ache.
He was thinking that when he had the chance, he would definitely find two maids to hug his waist and sleep.
But when he turned around, he was shocked.
F * ck!
There was someone sitting outside the door, staring at him without blinking.
"F * ck, Old Feng, what are you doing? Are you trying to scare me to death?”
After seeing this person's appearance, Ying Tian let out a sigh of relief.
The person sitting in the courtyard was none other than the Imperial Censor, Feng Jie.
Feng Jie sat upright with a bitter face. There was a trace of…grievance in the depths of his eyes.
Ying Tian was a little confused.
It shouldn't be. She didn't harm his daughter, nor did she deliberately target him.
Could it be…
Was this a suffering?
Hiss!
Ying Tian sucked in a breath of cold air. His face was filled with shock as he hurriedly put on his clothes.
"Your Majesty, we are both officials in the court. I don't know when I offended you, but why are you so unfair?”
Feng Jie's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse with a hint of choking.
After saying that, he picked up the wine beside him and took a big gulp.
Only now did Ying Tian realize that there were a few empty jars under his feet.
It seemed that this guy had come here late last night and was waiting for him.
"Let's talk things out. What exactly happened? Could it be that someone bullied you? If you say it, I will help you. I will definitely ask him!”
Ying Tian said seriously.
His eyes were filled with curiosity, wondering what had triggered this fellow.
He respected Feng Jie, and he had been loyal to Great Qin from the beginning to the end. He had not rebelled even after the apocalypse, which was enough to show his loyalty.
However, there were very few records of this person in the history books, so he did not know much about him.
He could only judge for himself.
"Wang Li is only in his early twenties, yet you put him in such an important position and let him lead hundreds of thousands of troops. However, this little king is also considered capable and has obtained Wang Jian's true inheritance.”
"But that Zhang Han, what did he do to deserve such an important position?”
"He gave him the Qu Yuan Li blueprint and some paper making technique.”
In the end, Feng Jie could no longer control the grievance in his heart and almost cried.
Only now did Ying Tian know that Zhang Han had invented the paper making technique last night.
After learning that he was sleeping, he couldn't hold back his excitement and ran to Feng Jie's mansion to show off for the entire night.
He was happy, but Feng Jie couldn't sleep. He huffed and puffed and came here to complain.
F * ck!
What were these two brothers trying to do?
He was even fighting for favor?
Ying Tian was dumbfounded, and he started to wonder if he had come to a fake Great Qin.
In the history books, which of the officials of Great Qin was not a big shot who could lead an army?
"I don't care. Your Majesty has to give me something. Otherwise, I won't leave today. In the future, wherever you go, I'll follow you!”
Originally, he didn't feel much, but after being provoked by Zhang Han last night, he really couldn't take it anymore.
However, he didn't dare to disturb Ying Tian's sleep, so he simply sat outside and drank.
At this moment, the alcohol was just right, and he had neglected the difference between monarch and minister.
"I do have an idea. Only you can do this, but I don't know if you're willing.”Ying Tian rubbed his nose.
Finally, there was someone else to use.
During this period of time, Wang Li was training the navy while Zhang Han was in charge of the Shao Mansion. He was worried that he had no one to use.
Instantly.
Feng Jie suddenly raised his head. There was no trace of drunkenness in his eyes, only excitement.
Zhang Han told him that His Majesty had only made two moves, and he had already made the Shao Mansion into this state. If His Majesty could give him some pointers…
Just thinking about it made him extremely excited.
" Didn't you kill more than seventy ministers some time ago? Although they're dead, their families are still there. Treason is a capital crime. When the time comes, bring your men to confiscate their families…"
Ying Tian said slowly.
There was only one way to get rich quickly, and that was to confiscate the property.
As long as he could copy enough and copy fast enough, he would be rich enough to rival a country!
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