Xiang Yu jumped off his horse, following Han Xin in the carriage.
The army was only waiting for Shi Huang's order to set off. They had already wasted a lot of time.
"Where's Little Nineteen?"
Ying Zheng looked over in annoyance.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a small head popped out.
He looked around sneakily.
Then, she quietly got off the car, as if she was afraid that others would find out that she was late.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly thought of something.
He turned back and took out the Lulu Sword, which was much taller than him, from the carriage. Then, he sneakily walked toward the high platform.
The ministers were speechless.
Little Lord, do you think we are all blind?
You're the only one late! Hundreds of pairs of eyes were watching, and he still wanted to sneak into the civil and military officials and pretend that nothing had happened?
Also, you're holding the Lulu Sword! It was a sacrificial vessel that represented the royal power!
How could it be dragged on the ground?
"Little Nineteen, don't you know what day it is today? Why are you late?”
A calm voice sounded.
The ministers tactfully kept silent.
This time, the Little Lord would be punished again.
Last time, he was beaten in front of all the officials. If he was beaten this time, he would be beaten in front of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
However, unexpectedly, Ying Zimo didn't realize it at all after being discovered.
He simply walked up openly.
"Of course it's because you coughed last time. Actually, it's because Zimo worked hard on the country's affairs all night yesterday and was famous.”
Ying Zimo said openly.
As if to increase his persuasiveness, he even puffed up his little belly.
He was very tired.
Yesterday, he had discussed the plan with Han Xin and slept until very late. He woke up early in the morning to check on the growth of the cotton in the ling fields.
There was nothing wrong with saying that he was worried about the country!
Of course, these were all secondary reasons. The main reason was that Brother Zheng had been a pigeon spirit last time and hadn't fulfilled his promise.
Little Lord, are you worried about the state affairs?
His Majesty has already obtained the Immortal Medicine, why would he need Little Lord to worry about the state affairs?
That perfunctory expression made the ministers speechless.
"Little Rascal, only you know how to talk. Hand over the Lulu Sword.”
Ying Zheng gave Ying Zimo a displeased look.
Little Nineteen was smart.
It was just that he was a little too bold.
With so many pairs of eyes staring at her, she still dared to joke around with him.
"Let Han Xin and Xiang Yu enter the formation. We'll deal with your matters later.”
"Aiya, I know. Father, what are you so anxious about?”
.....
After going through the process of worshipping the heavens, the army immediately set out.
Xiang Yu led 10,000 troops to ambush Yanzhi Mountain.
Meng Tian led 200,000 troops to Yunzhong. Then, they split into four groups and guarded the four prefectures that were the easiest to be attacked by the Xiongnu. When the time was right, they could wait for an opportunity to move.
The grasslands were too vast, and the Xiongnu were too agile.
The army might not be able to catch up, so they could only wait for fatigue to make it easier for them to reinforce the various regions.
"This is the first time we have a chance of winning against the Xiongnu since the founding of the country.”
Watching the army set off, Ying Zheng's heart was filled with lofty sentiments.
But then, he frowned slightly.
Was that Han Xin's army? Where were they going?
"If we can deal a head-on blow to the Xiongnu this time, Great Qin will definitely be able to break through like a hot knife through butter in the next battle.”
Wang Jian looked at the distant Qin army, his eyes filled with confidence.
If they could achieve a certain result in this battle.
Next time, he would personally lead the army!
"Hmm?"
"Is that thousand-man cavalry Han Xin's team? Where are they going?"
Ying Zheng suddenly frowned.
An army of 1,000 people wouldn't cause a single splash when thrown into an army of 100,000. However, the reason why he noticed them was because the Tiger Leopard Cavalry didn't follow any of the armies.
He didn't go north, but west instead.
Han Xin was not under Meng Tian's command and was sent out by Ying Zimo.
Brother Zheng naturally thought that Han Xin would follow the army.
What did he mean by going west?
"Little Nineteen, did Han Xin go in the wrong direction?”
"No, that direction is not wrong.”
"How can I be wrong? That's the Qilian Mountains.”
"That's right. I asked Han Xin to lead his troops across the Qilian Mountains and sneak attack Xiutu Royal City in the Xiongnu's hinterland. Then, they would travel another thousand miles and meet up with Xiang Yu at Hunxie Royal City.”
？？？
Some of the civil officials did not understand, but the expressions of the military officials changed.
Qilian Mountains!
It led directly to the hinterland of the Xiongnu, but no one had ever thought of using troops from here. This was enough to show how dangerous it was.
Because it was a desert, it was very easy to get lost. Moreover, there was a natural moat blocking the way, and even food was supplied.
With just a thousand cavalrymen and without supplies, Han Xin was going to take down a palace?
However, strictly speaking, this group of cavalrymen belonged to the Little Lord.
Even if it was damaged, it had nothing to do with anyone.
"Return to the palace."
Little Nineteen, come with me."
"Aiyo, Imperial Father, you're pulling my ear again! I'm going to be pulled up!"
After saying that, Ying Zheng grabbed Ying Zimo by the ear and got into the carriage, heading straight for Zhangtai Palace.
Dunruo stayed.
His deep voice spread throughout the entire place.
"The oath has been completed. Please move to the Qilin Hall. There is still a court meeting today.”
"Yes!"
The ministers looked at each other, knowing that the highlight of the day was coming.
"Not only was Little Lord late today, but he also asked Han Xin to travel thousands of miles to raid Xiu Tu's Royal City. Little Lord was just released last time, and this time, he stirred up such a big mess.”
"Not only that, when the Imperial Academy opened, the young master even took a ball and said that this was our world. He also said that not only was the Central Plains not the center of the world, but it was also very small. If this nonsense were to spread, it would be a disgrace to the imperial court.”
"Looks like this isn't something that can be solved by a spanking.”
"I suspect that the reason why Your Majesty released the Little Lord a few days ago was because you met an immortal, so you were in a good mood.”
.......
"His Majesty's gaze when he left just now."
While the others were discussing, Feng Quji frowned.
As he watched Shi Huang's carriage leave, he seemed to smell a storm brewing.
Was it an illusion?
But now was a good opportunity to get the Hanlin Academy to try again.
After thinking about it, Feng Quji still decided to remonstrate.
.........
In the carriage.
"Imperial Father, this is the name list of those who passed the examination. The Imperial Academy will recruit students according to this name list.”
While speaking, Ying Zimo started rummaging through the small cloth bag.
Then, he took out a long roll of paper.
"Hehe, I even got first place. Old General Wang, you're second.”
Ying Zheng looked at the name list with a faint smile.
As expected, they were all poor scholars.
"Originally, there was a guest of the Meng family and a guest of the Gan family who passed the exam. I crossed them out.”
"If it were the children of noble families who came to study seriously, I would naturally treat them equally, but they obviously have bad intentions.”
"In any case, we already have printing now. After the Hanlin Academy, your son wants to open a few more book libraries and print out a few thousand of all of Great Qin's books.”
Ying Zimo snorted and said as if it was natural.
"Print it all?"
Ying Zheng had seen the movable type printing technique in the Gongshu family long ago, and he was shocked at that time.
However, he did not expect that Little Nineteen actually did not intend to stop.
If the Hanlin Academy was said to have touched the foundation of the nobility, opening a library was like digging up the ancestral graves of the aristocratic families.
"Do you know what happened yesterday?”
"Yesterday, an assassin found that group of poor scholars!”
Brother Zheng frowned.
Was Ying Zimo right? Of course, it was right. Ying Zheng did not like the aristocratic families to stick together either.
However, if the method was too direct, it would easily cause a strong rebound.
Everything Little Nineteen did was extremely eye-catching.
Clearly, the aristocratic families were being forced into a corner.
As a father, Ying Zheng felt that he had no choice but to preach some great principles today.
"Little Nineteen, there are many varieties of flowers in your backyard. If you were to pluck them, which one would you pluck?”
Why did he suddenly mention flowers?
Ying Zimo tilted his head and said in confusion,""Imperial Father, my back garden is now filled with cotton. They all look the same."
Ying Zheng choked for a moment, feeling a little annoyed.
This little rascal's train of thought was always so strange. He never played by the rules.
What kind of flower was cotton? Why hadn't he heard of it?
Cough, he couldn't say it out loud, otherwise, wouldn't he appear ignorant?
"Cough, then let's talk about the past. What if it was colorful and beautiful?”
"Why did you pick the flowers? What did Huahua do wrong? Father, you're so cruel.”
The strange look on Ying Zimo's face became even more pronounced.
Brother Zheng:
"Cough cough cough."
Wang Jian could not hold it in any longer.
He knew this question. The First Emperor had asked the other heirs before.
Everyone's answer was very different.
Almost without hesitation, she chose the prettiest flower.
After all, everyone loved beauty. This was human nature.
However, this choice was exactly the reason why Ying Zheng asked this question. As long as they answered in this way, Brother Zheng would tell them a truth.
Trees stand out in the forest, and the wind will destroy them.
To put it bluntly, it was the golden mean. Everything should not be too obvious.
Wang Jian did it himself.
"Little Lord, let's put it another way. If you were to go hunting and meet a herd of horses on the grassland, and you could only catch one horse, what would you choose?”
Sensing Brother Zheng's unfriendly gaze, Wang Jian hurriedly became serious and sang a double act.
He even used a more easy-to-understand method.
"Catch a pony? If I have to catch them, I'll catch the ugliest one and keep all the handsome ones.”
Ying Zimo said.
"Ah?"
This time, Ying Zheng's stern face could no longer maintain its dignity.
This brat, why isn't he on the right track?
"Little Nineteen, why didn't you catch the handsome colt and instead caught the inferior horse?”
"The entire world is the land of the king. The horses galloping on the territory of our Great Qin already belong to our family, so why should we capture them?”
"But we only want good horses, not trash. Therefore, this kind of worthless horse, even a black sheep, of course, we have to capture it and kill it for meat.”
Ying Zimo seemed to have lost interest in this question.
Looking at the somewhat stunned Wang Jian and the stunned Brother Zheng, he immediately felt even more baffled.
Did he make the wrong choice?
Forget it, he didn't care. He should think about how to make Great Qin submit to him.
To resist foreign aggression, we must first stabilize the interior
How could he answer like this?
Wang Jian turned his head and found that the Emperor Shi Huang's expression was rather complicated.
My little lord.
His Majesty taught you the golden mean of the wind destroying the tree that stands out in the forest.
I didn't let you comprehend the Way of the Emperor!
"Hahahaha, as expected of Little Nineteen.”
Brother Zheng understood.
He rubbed his little head and looked at Zhangtai Palace with a meaningful gaze.
Little Nineteen's words woke him up from his dream.
That's right, he had already returned to the peak. Why was there a need to be overcautious?
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