The True Colors of Hotpot
"Prime minister, why aren't you saying anything?"
Qin Shi Huang's fingers rhythmically knocked on the table. Although the sound was very soft, in everyone's eyes, its effect was no less than a life-threatening charm.
His extremely cold face caused the entire hall to fall into silence again.
Feng Quji sighed deeply. He felt that his life was coming to an end.
Although he was a little afraid, he would not change his mind just to curry favor with the First Emperor.
"Your Majesty, this humble subject…"
"In my opinion, this is the best time to attack the grasslands!
Before he could finish, the First Emperor interrupted him.
"As long as Zhen wants to, that is the best opportunity! Just listen to my orders!"
"Anyone who disagrees, kill!"
Bang!
The First Emperor slapped the dragon throne and rose.
He Ang, who was already imposing without being angry, became even more domineering at this moment.
All the courtiers were scared witless.
There were even those who were in a daze and were so frightened that they fell to the ground.
The eunuch closest to the First Emperor was trembling all over.
"However, in order to prevent some people from courting death, it's better for zhen to make things clear.”
In the blink of an eye, the First Emperor withdrew his hostility. His eyes were cold as he spoke about the sweet potato in a sonorous voice.
In the end, Feng Quji, whose pupils had widened in shock, collected his thoughts and said loudly,"Your Majesty, if the yield of sweet potatoes per mu can really reach such a terrifying level, this humble subject is willing to atone for my sins and contribute my meager strength to attack the grasslands!”
After he finished speaking, the scene was in an uproar.
However, the question that everyone was discussing was not Feng Quji's words, but the production of sweet potatoes!
"If there really is such a high-yield crop, attacking the Xiongnu will be a matter of the snap of a finger. In time, the Great Qin cavalry will definitely be able to traverse the entire grasslands and once again expand our territory!”
Unknowingly, Wang Jian walked out shakily.
He clenched his fists tightly, and his blood boiled.
After Great Qin had unified the world for more than ten years, the blood in his body that was about to cool down finally began to boil again.
"Your Majesty, as long as you like it, I'm willing to put on my battle robes and lead the army to once again conquer the four directions for Great Qin!”
Everyone in the hall was once again shocked.
No one had expected that this old War God who often talked about retiring would actually make such a bold statement.
At this moment, everyone, including the civil officials who had their own thoughts, felt the excitement and excitement that came from the depths of their hearts.
Open up territory!
Conquer the grasslands!
Shi Huang wasn't the only one who had such a wish.
As subjects of Great Qin, who would not want to see an even more glorious Great Qin?
Looking at the officials who wanted to rush into the battlefield and spread their blood to expand Great Qin's territory, the First Emperor felt quite satisfied.
As long as Great Qin was united, there was nothing that could not be done.
The first emperor was really happy in the morning court.
"We are willing to follow Your Majesty to the death and serve Great Qin. Even if we have to die, we are willing!”
With a furious roar, the atmosphere in the hall was pushed to the climax.
Many of the old officials roared heart-wrenchingly, but little did they know that their clothes were already wet with tears.
Everything was still the same…
Xiongnu? Grassland?
This was just the beginning!
……
Outside the royal study.
After the morning court session, the First Emperor, who had not drunk a single drop of water, was already famished.
Just as he was about to order someone to pass the meal, Ying Chu ran in.
"Imperial Father, I ordered someone to make hotpot today. Shall we go and eat it?”
"Good!"
When he heard the word hotpot, the light in Qin Shi Huang's eyes couldn't be hidden.
Ying Chu smiled as he pulled Qin Shi Huang to his palace.
In the courtyard, a table full of fruits and vegetables was already in place.
In the middle of it, there was a strange pot that was divided into two halves, emitting a fragrance.
Did this child really get him out?
Looking at the empty round table in the middle, Qin Shi Huang was a little surprised.
When Ying Chu had started cooking, he had been curious about this way of eating.
However, due to the unique requirements, some time was wasted.
Today, he finally saw the true colors of hotpot.
Looking at the red soup base, the First Emperor couldn't help but feel sorry for the few chili peppers left.
However, when he smelled the unique fragrance of chili, he subconsciously salivated.
"Alright, I ordered people to start cooking before I came to find you. Now is the best time to cook!”
Ying Chu said as he picked up a plate of beef and put it in.
His anticipation for this meal was no less than that of the First Emperor.
"It's a pity that there's no mutton. Otherwise, this hotpot would taste even better!”
"Mutton? The Xiongnu have sheep. After I take down the Xiongnu, we'll have another meal!”
Looking at Ying Chu's expression, Shi Huang also picked up his chopsticks and added some other meat into the pot.
"Taking down the Xiongnu isn't something that can be done in a day. If it's a battle of wits, it's still fine. We can directly find Donghu or the Yue clan to cooperate. But if we attack by force, we'll have to wait until winter this year, right?”
"Hmm?"
His casual words stunned the First Emperor.
It was May now, and the earliest the sweet potatoes could be harvested would be November.
It was indeed winter.
And fighting in winter was far more difficult than other seasons.
Therefore, Qin Shi Huang chose to attack the Xiongnu in the spring of next year!
But…
From what Chu 'er said, it seemed that they could start the battle in advance through a battle of wits?
Also, to cooperate with Donghu and the Yue clan…
Was it what he thought it meant?
Qin Shi Huang, who was deeply interested, quickly put down his chopsticks.
"Are you saying that I can choose to join hands with Donghu or the Yue clan to destroy the Xiongnu?”
"That's right. Aren't they very close to the Xiongnu?”
"Yes."
Shi Huang looked at the boiling soup and fell into deep thought.
Chu 'er had given him a very good suggestion.
As far as he knew, the Xiongnu had enmity with the Yue family and the Donghu. Once Great Qin stepped forward and promised some benefits, the internal strife within the Grassland would become even more intense.
By the time those people were done fighting, Great Qin's food, military, and treasury would have been fully developed.
At that time, taking down the entire grassland would be as easy as flipping his hand!
Ying Chu didn't know that these two words had a huge impact on the thoughts of the First Emperor.
Seeing that Qin Shi Huang didn't even touch his chopsticks, he quickly turned around and asked,""Father, aren't you going to eat? Or is it too hot to eat?"
To be honest, the weather in May was not very hot.
However, the scorching sun was high up in the sky, and they were eating hotpot. Ying Chu also felt a little hot.
Looking at the beads of sweat on Shi Huang's head, he ordered people to set up a few ice basins.
But what he didn't know was that the sweat on the First Emperor's head had nothing to do with the weather.
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