On the third day, Meng Yi brought good news to Ying Zheng, saying that the first batch of iron ore had begun to transport the weapons workshops in Xianyang.

This made Ying Zheng overjoyed. In the past few days, Ying Zheng corrected official documents every day and went to court every day, which almost made him collapse.

The official documents were piled up like a hill, and I really wanted to vomit after reading them.

So when he heard that the materials for making weapons were arrived, he thought in his mind whether he would take a few days off, saying that he was seriously ill and would not go to the morning court, so he went to make weapons directly!

"Well, that's it!"

So, from the next day, Ying Zheng disappeared. When the ministers asked, Zhao Gao said, "The king is sick..."

In one sentence, the ministers below lost their temper.

And in the weapons shop in Xianyang.

All the craftsmen here were called away by Ying Zheng. Only Ying Zheng and Meng Yi were left. Of course, there were Ying Zheng’s 500 intelligent robots.

At this time, the weapons yard was in full swing, and 500 intelligent robots were busy making stirrups.

Ying Zheng thought so. Now, after uniformly manufacturing stirrups, he will then create heavy armor and weapons.

I have to say that these robots are awesome. They are not only exquisite in workmanship, but also can perform some simple cutting, fire spurt, and drilling holes. They are all done directly with robots. (That, have you seen Iron Man? Anyway, these robots are N times more powerful than Iron Man, so it is easy to make some simple things that are not very technical.

In this way, Ying Zheng threw political affairs to Li Si, and only some major matters would be paid attention to.

So, for more than a month, Ying Zheng has been staying in the weapon workshop.

Moreover, Ying Zheng also followed Meng Yi and began to learn basic martial arts, such as boxing, how to use weapons, etc.

One month later, all the equipment was manufactured.

But Ying Zheng did not let the robots continue to do it. Because these robots also require energy, Ying Zheng knew that the energy in these robots could be used for about a year, and Ying Zheng didn't want them to waste it on making weapons.

They are the last ace under Ying Zheng! The wars in the future will depend on them. So when Ying Zheng finished making these weapons and equipment, he took them back into the merchant ring in his hand.

So, on this day, 30,000 pairs of stirrups and 30,000 sabers were sent to Meng Tian, ​​who was far away on the border. At the same time, all the three thousand iron cavalry and 4,000 infantry under Ying Zheng were replaced.

When Ying Qiang saw the cavalry and infantry who had changed their clothes, he excitedly said: "I suddenly wanted to fight with General Meng Tian alone!"

This made Ying Zheng almost kick him to death. Damn, he actually had this idea. Why didn’t Mao go to find the Huns to be unlucky?

Of course, Ying Zheng has made a pair of good armor for the generals in the army, so everyone has a share! However, he has only made dozens of pairs and distributed them to the generals and soldiers who are optimistic about Ying Zheng.

Moreover, what made Ying Zheng feel good was that after this month, he not only hid in the weapon yard without going to the morning court, but also did not have to change official documents. Even Fusu, the good son, rushed back desperately, and rushed back in just over a month, which made Ying Zheng very pleased.

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This is the thing. On that day, Ying Zheng, who had just sent out his weapons, was in a good mood and was flirting with a beautiful little palace maid in Xianyang Palace.

When the love was deep, the eunuch outside the palace shouted loudly.

"Young Master Fusu returns to ask for a meeting!"

At this time, Ying Zheng took back the salty hand placed on the palace maid's breast, and then said with an unhappy look: "Is this kid back? Tell him to come in."

So, Fusu, who had no breakfast, came to Ying Zheng's place.

"Long live Father...Father, your body..." As soon as the young master Fusu entered the hall, he saw Ying Zheng on the couch holding a beautiful girl in one hand, gnawing an apple, and there was a bottle of wine next to him that he couldn't understand. His face was rosy and he was not sick at all. Moreover, his father looked like he was still a teenager younger and had no white hair. This made Fusu very puzzled, because the secret order at that time seemed to be seriously ill. Now...?

"Fusu, are you back? Haha..." Ying Zheng was so happy when he saw Fusu's first cheap son coming back. Haha, I will hand over the government affairs to him in the future. I just need to just focus on military affairs. Let him correct the official documents.

"Father..." Fusu saw a trace of concern on Ying Zheng's face, which almost made him cry. What, you are finally thinking of my son.

"Well, by the way, don't say anything. Your father is happy. I took some anti-face medicine recently and I am young now. My hands and feet are flexible. So, I am going to hand over the government affairs to you. How about it?" Ying Zheng quickly told Fusu something directly. He was too lazy to ask Fusu why he became younger. He was like a baby.

"Ah? Father...this..." Fusu was confused.

"Well, let me tell you later on. Now you look like you don't have breakfast. Just eat something here first. Let's go to court together later!"

"No, how can I have a meal with my father?" Fusu was so scared that he refused when he heard that his father wanted him to eat here.

"Damn, I'll eat it if you ask you to eat. How can I get so much nonsense? Eat it!" Ying Zheng's order was so scared that Fusu was so shocked.

“Serve the food!”

Immediately afterwards, the palace maids served some side dishes, and Ying Zheng took out a bottle of red wine (there is not much in the ring of Ying Zheng’s businessman, there is only a lot of food!)

So, Ying Zheng looked at Fusu with a smile on his face, watching his good son having breakfast.

By the way, this cheap son is about thirty years old. Because he lives on the border, his skin is dark and honest. No wonder he was killed by Hu Hai, the unfilial son. To put it bluntly, he is just a elm-headed man! To put it bluntly, he is a fool. If this stupid son was not so stupid, his Qin Dynasty would have been ruined so quickly? At least it would have to be passed on for several generations! Meng Tian is not guilty of Fusu, he was a veteran of Liu Bang and Xiang Yu? Damn, do you think that the Qin Dynasty soldier is vegetarian? If Hu Hai had not seized power, Zhao Tuo would not have made himself king, Yaya! Now Ying Zheng is like slapping this cheap son to death in the past, but Ying Zheng thought that this cheap son was useful, otherwise he would have pulled him out and chop him to death.

Keep him to help correct the official documents.

By the way, if you have time, you will find an opportunity to give Hu Hai a one-size-fits-all approach. Yaya, you dare to let me sleep with Xianyu after I die. This is asking for death!

When Ying Zheng thought of this, he became angry.

He shouted at Zhao Gao on the side: "Chun Gao, kneel down for the orphan!"

In a word, Fusu, who was eating breakfast with relish, was stunned.

Zhao Gao was even more stunned.

"King? This..." Zhao Gao was confused, which made him a little depressed. Why did the king ask him to kneel down?

But when she saw Ying Zheng staring at him with a fierce look on his face, he immediately knelt down with cold sweat on his back, what, he really is like a companion!

"Hmph, Gu is in a bad mood. If you ask you to kneel down, just kneel down. If you don't want to kneel down, just prepare to go into the coffin!" Ying Zheng said again, because Ying Zheng remembered that he and the salted fish were sleeping. It was Zhao Gao who thought of it!
Chapter completed!