"How are the preparations for my birthday ceremony? Are you ready?"
Ying Hong saw Li Si's fear and nodded slightly. Then, he changed the topic and asked about the birthday ceremony in fifteen days.
"Your Majesty, everything is ready. There will be no mistakes.”
Ying Zheng stopped asking about the City of Traps, which made Li Si heave a long sigh of relief.
As for Ying Zheng's birthday ceremony, it would be held every year, and they just had to follow the rules and regulations, so there was nothing to worry about.
Therefore, Li Si answered Ying Zheng's question without thinking.
"Hmm, not bad."
......
"Your Majesty, recently, small groups of Xiongnu troops have repeatedly infiltrated our Great Qin territory. After burning, killing, and looting, they quickly fled.”
"In addition, according to our scouts, outside the Great Wall, the Xiongnu are showing signs of gathering and attacking. I guess that they might attack our border defense soon.”
After Ying Zheng and Li Si exchanged a few questions, the hall fell into silence. Li Si knew his place and took a step back, standing on the same spot as Meng Tian.
Wang Ben was startled, and reported to Ying Zheng in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng's eyes, which were as deep as the abyss, turned cold.
"A bunch of dogs who only remember to eat but not to hit. Have you forgotten the pain from last time so quickly?”
"Meng Tian, send another 100,000 troops to the border.”
"Pass down my orders to the soldiers. If the Xiongnu dare to take a step into the Great Qin territory, no matter where they flee to, I will make their heads hang on the Great Wall.”
Ying Zheng waved his sleeve, and rushed out with a menacing and cold voice.
"Yes, I will not fail my mission."
Meng Tian, who felt that the temperature in the hall had dropped by quite a bit, hurriedly accepted the order and left.
......
"Your Majesty, Gongzi Hong is outside requesting an audience. He said that he has something important to discuss with Your Majesty.”
Ying Zheng remained silent with a cold face, and none of the people in the hall dared to speak rashly.
Just as they were sitting on pins and needles, the head guard came in from outside the hall and said something that made the corners of everyone's eyes twitch.
Gong Zi Hong was just a sixteen-year-old youth who was still wet behind the ears. What could he possibly have to do?
Wasn't this child's play?
Was the head guard not in his right mind today? He even came in to report as if it was a matter of fact!
Such a thought appeared in their minds at the same time, and they all felt a little embarrassed.
On the main seat of the high platform, Ying Zheng's mood improved a little when he heard Ying Hong's name.
As his youngest son, Ying Hong's mother had passed away at a young age, but he had still been able to maintain an optimistic and cheerful attitude. He had been smiling all day long, which was already quite a feat.
Not to mention that she was obedient and intelligent, and she did not have any forces behind her.
Although his personality was somewhat similar to Fusu's, with a little kindness and gentleness, Ying Zheng could only experience the affection between father and son that he had not experienced for a long time.
Therefore, Ying Zheng's love for Ying Hong was pure.
"Call him in!
I want to see what he has to discuss with me.”
A trace of imperceptible tenderness appeared between Ying Zheng's brows, and his tone unconsciously relaxed a lot.
"Yes!"
After receiving the order, the guard captain cupped his hands and left the hall.
However, Li Si and Meng Tian, who were standing below the stage, were baffled.
Logically speaking, it was not appropriate for the two of them to be present when the Emperor and Gong Zi Hong met.
However, His Majesty did not order them to go out, so they could only continue to stand obediently and quietly like human-shaped pillars.
......
"Hong 'er greets father!
Greetings, Sir Li Si and General Meng Tian.”
Not long after, Ying Hong, who was also dressed in black, except that there was no pattern drawn on it, stepped into the hall and bowed to Ying Zheng and the others with a smile on his face.
"No need for formalities!
I just heard from the guard that Hong 'er, you have something to discuss with me. Li Si and Meng Tian are both here. Tell me so that they can judge if it's really something important.”
Looking at Ying Hong, who was handsome and friendly, Ying Zheng's lips curved slightly, and he was in a good mood.
"Yes!"
"Reporting to Imperial Father, when I woke up today, I inexplicably had a realization that I was fated with Imperial Father's Tianwen Sword. That's why I came over to ask Imperial Father to bestow the sword.”
His eyes swept across the two people standing beside his cheapskate father, Ying Hong, and immediately recognized them.
However, Ying Hong didn't pay much attention to the matter as he was still busy with his mission. After signaling to Li Si, Wang Ben, and Meng Tian, who were standing below the platform, he spoke calmly.
Huh?
What was that?
Was Gong Zi Hong crazy?
Ying Hong's clear and melodious voice echoed in the hall.
He had been thinking about it all morning, but he still could not think of any normal excuse to ask for the Tianwen sword from his cheapskate father, Ying Zheng.
Therefore, he had no choice but to follow the system's instructions and bring it up.
However, in order to prevent Ying Zheng from overthinking, he tried his best to make the smile on his face appear even more innocent and harmless.
However, at this moment, no one in the hall had the mood to pay attention to his facial expression.
Tianwen Sword!
It was the Emperor's favorite sword, and he would basically carry it with him every day.
Moreover, it was ranked first in the sword manual. It was a famous sword that all swordsmen in the world dreamed of but could not obtain.
How could Gong Zi Hong dare to ask for it from the Emperor so openly?
If they had not been certain that their ears were fine, everyone present, except Ying Zheng, would have suspected that they had misheard!
"Oh?
You want my Tianwen sword?"
Just as the others were stunned by Ying Hong's words, the First Emperor Ying Zheng was the first to react. His expression returned to its original cold and deep look as he confirmed with Ying Hong.
"Yes, that's right.
I hope Imperial Father will approve."
Facing his cheapskate father, Ying Zheng, who was calm and collected, but had an oppressive aura that was enough to make people collapse, Ying Hong braced himself and nodded firmly.
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