Wang Ben led his team back to the camp in a daze.
He really couldn't figure out how the Thirteenth Young Master could have so much refined salt.
However, this did not stop him from being elated. Today's harvest was too great!
If you make ice, you'll have a good summer.
With salt, he no longer had to worry. When using troops, the soldiers would be exhausted and die of exhaustion.
Let's not talk about how Wang Ben shared the joys and sorrows with the soldiers.
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In the court, Li Si and Feng Quji asked the nine ministers to stay.
The two of them sent the officials away, leaving only the more important ones among the nine ministers.
For example, Meng Yi, Feng Jie, Li You, Li Xin, Wang Li, etc.
Li Si and Feng Quji wanted to establish the Thirteenth Young Master's position among the core officials of the court.
When he went to court in the future, he would prevent everyone from disobeying Thirteenth Young Master's orders and causing trouble for Young Master.
However, they were met with great resistance.
Without seeing Ying Che's true ability.
The civil officials, led by High Official Meng Yi, all proposed to impeach the two Prime Ministers.
"The Thirteenth Young Master only knows how to eat, drink, and play. No matter what, Great Qin cannot let him rule over the country.”
Meng Yi said with absolute certainty,
"Yi once ate at the same table and slept on the same bed as His Majesty. His Majesty told me that after a hundred years, Fusu would be his successor.”
"Now, although you said that His Majesty did not leave behind a posthumous edict, you are still in the same boat.”
"But…"
"Regardless of whether it's His Majesty's will or according to the rules of etiquette, the position of the Country Supervisor should be taken by Young Master Fusu.”
"Besides, how would the Thirteenth Young Master know how to govern a country?”
"Is he ruling the country with Legalism or Confucianism? I'm worried that he doesn't even know about the hundreds of scholars!”
"In conclusion, I don't agree!"
Meng Yi was resolute!
Meng tribe was a hardcore supporter of Fusu's Confucian ideology, so their opinions were very important. The two prime ministers couldn't ignore them.
In the court, many civil servants were willing to worship Meng Yi.
Not far away from the northern Great Wall, General Meng Tian had an army of 300,000.
The Meng brothers had a lot of power in the military.
Li Si and Feng Quji were helpless when they saw Meng Yi being so stubborn.
It seemed that Young Master had to deal with this person personally.
At that moment, everyone discussed some other matters and dispersed.
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That evening, in the secret chamber of Xianyang Palace.
After running around for a day, the leader of the Black Ice Platform, who had yet to be named, returned.
Ying Zheng, who had been able to quietly cultivate in seclusion, also finished his cultivation with a red face.
Today's cultivation was quite effective, and Brother Zheng was in a good mood.
"Tell me, what happened?" Ying Zheng was in a good mood and his tone was much gentler.
The leader bowed and said,
"Your Majesty."
"There's nothing much going on this afternoon. Don't be angry when you hear it.”
"What a joke!" Ying Zheng laughed. After what happened in the morning, is there anything in this world that can easily make me angry?”
"Speak!"
"In the afternoon, I followed the Thirteenth Young Master to his manor…"
"Stop!"
"Manor?" Ying Zheng interrupted and asked. Xianyang City was only so big, where did he get a manor?”
"In the eastern suburbs, there's a garden."”
"Oh, the suburbs." Ying Zheng said casually," How big is the garden? How many houses can it accommodate?”
"Uh... Well... There weren't many residences, but they were mainly scenic. This subordinate estimated that it was about a thousand mu in size.”
"How much?" Ying Zheng's voice suddenly rose." A thousand acres?？？”
Black Shirt lowered his head and said nothing. You said you wouldn't be angry.
"How big is my Xianyang Palace?"
"Your Majesty, Xianyang Palace has been protected and built by our ancestors many times. It has covered almost half of Xianyang City, and there are tens of thousands of acres.”
"Oh, then a thousand mu is still okay!" When Ying Zheng heard this, he was fine. He casually asked,
"Then how big is Zhangtai Palace where I usually live and go to court?”
Black Shirt's forehead was covered in sweat. He glanced at the table cautiously. Your Majesty, Zhangtai Palace is just a building, so it's naturally a little small. It's about 20 acres.”
"Hmph, bastard!"
"That bastard's place can fit more than 40 Zhangtai Palaces? Does he still have this Imperial Father in his eyes?”
"Then what about Epang Palace, which I wanted to repair but was stopped by that bastard?”
"Your Majesty, the Epang Palace is planned to be built. It's about 800 mu…"
"Humph! It was indeed bigger than Epang Palace. No wonder this bastard wanted to stop Epang Palace!”
"He's looking down on me!”
"Deceiving the sect and destroying the ancestors!"
"The place you live in is even bigger than mine! If it wasn't for the fact that the scenery in the place where I live is better and that I have better living materials, those who don't know would think that he is the emperor and I am the young master!”
The man in black wiped his sweat again. He didn't dare to tell her the real environment where Ying Che lived, afraid that the wood shavings would blow up his face.
"Alright, let this kid stay. I can't control him. Tell me something else."
Phew, after this part, Black Shirt became more energetic.
"Your Majesty, I'm going to meet General Wang Ben outside the garden. General Wang has really humiliated the Thirteenth Young Master today!”
Ying Zheng's interest was immediately piqued.”
The leader then proceeded to explain how Wang Ben had barged into the room and pushed out dozens of carts of ice after a while.
It also described how Wang Ben learned how to make ice and how he took a bag of salt from the Thirteenth Young Master.
In short, General Wang was awesome. General Wang had stolen a lot of good things from the Thirteenth Young Master. Not only did he steal ice, but he also stole the method to make ice.
As expected.
Ying Zheng laughed out loud.
"Hahahaha!"
"Good! Well done!"
"Wang Ben is indeed my beloved general. He knows what I want even when I'm not around!”
"I've been wanting to take care of that brat for a long time now, and Wang Ben's actions are perfect!!”
"This is really f * cking satisfying!"
"That's how it should be. Let's put that kid in a good spot!”
"Does he really think that the world belongs to him just because he fooled two Prime Ministers?”
"Doesn't he know that the royal court, the Meng family, and the Wang family are all loyal to me?”
"Alright, we can talk more about that kid eating turtles next time.”
Ying Zheng laughed for a while, as if Wang Ben had helped him vent his anger.
"Oh, right, where did that kid get the refined salt?"”
"Could it be that you're going to dig out my national treasury?”
"I don't think so. I heard from his maid that they still have a lot of this kind of refined salt." There's not that much in the national treasury..."
This kid knows how to make refined salt?
Qin Shi Huang pondered for a while before asking,"
"Why didn't you enter the garden to investigate such an important piece of information?”
"I was discovered at the edge of the garden and was beaten back."
Ying Zheng stared at him with a dark face for a long time until sweat started to seep out of Black Shirt's forehead again. He then asked,""Didn't you say that you could defeat that maid in a hundred moves?”
"Their cultivation techniques are incomparably exquisite, and their progress is too fast…" the black clothed man whispered.
The First Emperor looked at him for a long time before sighing and waving his hand."
"Forget it, I'm a little tired. Let's pick the important ones.”
The man in black said," There's one more thing. Meng Yi said in front of the three dukes and nine ministers that your intended successor is Young Master Fusu. He said with certainty that he supports Young Master Fusu in governing the country and inheriting the throne.”
Ying Zheng nodded and didn't say anything else.
Meng Yi was someone he trusted. He had brought Meng Yi along with him many times when he patrolled the east, and they slept on the same bed at night.
Many of Ying Zheng's unspoken thoughts were clear to Meng Yi.
He sighed,"It's all thanks to the Meng Clan and the Wang Clan. Otherwise, the sky might really have been changed by that brat!"”
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