"I plan to start an eastward tour in the middle of next year, to Mount Tai, and perform the act of enshrining Zen."
"At the same time, take a look at the prefectures, counties and villages established in the old land of Shandong, observe the depth of Qin's laws, and observe the peace and tranquility of the people of Xia."
Now that he has chosen to create the Twelve Golden Men, Ying Zheng is ready to carry out what the emperor's younger brother said.
Sacrifice to Mount Tai has also been considered.
I will start my eastward tour next year.
You need time and stability.
At the same time, I also want to take a look at the situation in various places in Shandong.
"Your Majesty, aren't you prepared to rest for a few years before patrolling again?"
"Every inspection is extremely hard. Your Majesty is already exhausted from his inspection of Longxi and Hexi this time."
You just returned this year and are planning to tour east next year?
It is very similar to the long river of time. However, according to the etiquette records of the Three Dynasties, the emperor's inspections are ordered every five years. Under normal circumstances, they are once every five years.
Brother Huang, is this frequency... too high?
Even though he knew what the emperor meant.
But... the emperor's body is different now than before. It is difficult to gain profound energy. Although the decoction and medicine are good, they are not stable for a long time.
"Zhu Xia is so big that according to the etiquette, it will take decades to inspect the entire Zhu Xia, which is not what I want."
"The lands in Shandong have just been pacified, and I need to personally comfort them."
"I need more time to deal with it."
Ying Zheng waved his hand.
Tired?
It seems that I am really tired. Ever since I ascended to the throne of the emperor, I have felt a sense of fatigue that I have not experienced for a long time.
The emperor's brother said that because he ascended to the throne of emperor, many practitioners' methods cannot be used, and he can only use medical methods.
However, doctors' methods tend to be slow.
I can't wait that long.
Zhuxia needs himself.
I also hope that Zhu Xia will quickly become what he envisions.
"Hahaha, when it comes to worshiping at Mount Tai, I hope to see the four spirits of heaven and earth."
"Your Majesty, please don't let me down."
The conversation changed and Ying Zheng fell on another topic.
Taiyue Fengchan is what you need.
Dongjun and the emperor's younger brother are personally responsible for the sacrifices to Mount Tai. From time to time... the four spirits of heaven and earth, and hundreds of strange beasts and tribes will come. I don't know what kind of scene it will be.
"Of course not."
The four spirits of heaven and earth.
Donghuang Taiyi has already gone to invite.
When I return to Nanchang, it's time to take action.
"When will you leave Xianyang?"
All major government offices are operating in an orderly manner.
The same is true for the major offices of Xianyang Palace.
All the summers are in peace, and there is no major incident.
In the past few days, Ying Zheng has also felt relieved a lot, but... the emperor's younger brother is preparing to leave Xianyang, so he really wants him to stay in Xianyang.
"Three days later."
"Twenty years!"
"Xuanqing is planning to give His Majesty a brand new Jiangnan and Baiyue in twenty years."
Zhou Qing saluted and walked forward to the screen map in the hall. His eyes fell on the south of the Yangtze River, where Nanchang had been built.
Qianhong has also integrated the five-year plans and visions submitted by the counties in Jiangnan one by one. When she returns to Jiangnan, she can take charge of the administration and formulate the final strategy.
"Um."
"I also hope to see the brand new land of Jiangnan twenty years from now."
Ying Zheng also walked to the screen map.
Looking at the counties south of the Yangtze River on the map of the Qin Dynasty, and hearing the words of the emperor's brother, I also thought about Jiangnan twenty years later.
"Create the Twelve Golden Men!"
"Perform sacrifices to Mount Tai."
"Marquis, if there really is an ancient covenant among the stars under the clear sky, do you think that the Qin Dynasty really only lasted for twelve years?"
Ying Zheng said casually.
Danfeng's plan was drawn across Daqin's counties one by one on the map, and finally settled on the land of Taiyue, where... Taiyue was enshrined.
Ancient covenant of stars.
A number in a century!
"While the various countries still exist, Great Qin can destroy them one by one. Then with the power of Great Qin, it will not be difficult to destroy the remaining power of the various countries."
"That's true, there won't be any hidden dangers."
Zhou Qing shook his head.
I don't really believe that with the current prosperity of the Qin Dynasty, coupled with the vast expansion power of a dragon, coupled with the millions of iron-blooded troops.
Everything...what's the rival?
There is no rival at all!
A number in a century!
Twelve years.
Zhou Qing also couldn't figure it out, but... Haotian's rules really exist, Canglong Qisu really exists, that is impossible to argue with.
Haotian has its own strangeness.
Instead of thinking like that, it is better to be the great Qin that it is now.
"I think so too."
Ying Zheng laughed.
enemy?
What enemy can disrupt Da Qin!
If so!
Move millions of iron-blooded troops to destroy them!
…
…
Night falls.
It's Hai hour.
Xianyang is peaceful all over, except for a few banquet places in Nancheng.
The residence of the Marquis of Wuzhen County was also quiet at the moment.
Several candlelights illuminated the entire side hall. Zhou Qingzheng was holding the little guy in his arms affectionately. He was leaving tomorrow and he really wanted to take the little guy with him.
However, when she looked at Concubine Dongjun Yan beside her, she could only shake her head.
"Father."
The little guy's tender and crisp voice fell on Zhou Qing's heart every time, making Zhou Qing feel emotional.
In the past, I was not ready to have an heir, but now...when I return to Nanchang, I must give birth to one for myself.
"Xi'er."
"My father will be leaving tomorrow. Do you miss me?"
The chirp landed on the little guy's face, it was really cute.
Zhou Qing couldn't help but laugh.
"think!"
The little guy's answer made Zhou Qing even more happy, and he immediately let out another sigh.
However, this time, the little guy pushed me away with two little hands.
"Hahaha."
Seeing this, Zhou Qing smiled.
"To create the Twelve Golden Men, you handle them carefully."
Looking at Dongjun who was removing the little guy's food from one side, Zhou Qing fell silent.
"The prince, don't worry."
Dongjun shows his head gently.
"Sir, everything is ready."
"We can leave Xianyang early tomorrow morning."
Nong Yu came back from outside the hall and came up to say something.
Everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared, and there is nothing else to prepare. Nanchang has everything you need, just a few things you need with you.
Zhou Qing nodded, there were not many things left in the house.
"Xue'er even sent documents to the slave family a few days ago to let me go back."
Yan Ling was in front of a candle. Deep in his fingers, the flame moved according to his will, which made the little guy couldn't help but look over. It was so magical.
"You are just born lazy."
Yu Yanlingji refused to leave, and Zhou Qing was helpless.
"Xiaomeng, all the scriptures have been collected."
In the original scripture storage room in the side hall, Xiao Meng was talking about how some paper documents had been left in a big box. In it were the "Tai Qing Zhen Jing" that he had personally recorded, and some other essays.
"Senior brother, they have been sorted and put away."
"Xiao Ling sent someone to take away the elixirs that senior brother has refined in the past few days."
While looking at the documents in his hand, he classified them carefully.
The blue shirt is as old as before, the silver hair is swaying in the cool breeze outside the window, the silver eyes are shining with purple light, looking at Shi Xing, nodding in response.
"Xi'er, follow your father to take a look at the moonlight here in Xianyang."
"Nongyu, please keep your calligraphy and painting."
"Dongjun, please stay with me."
Holding the little one in his arms, Zhou Qing walked to the window of the side hall. The moonlight tonight was quite good. It was the middle of the month and the moon was as bright as a plate.
Silver light spreads all over everything, adding extra coolness. Sometimes a breeze passes by, and dark clouds cover a corner, making the movement more orderly and interpreting the true meaning of Taoism.
Dark golden light flashed, a delicate fragrance came, and Dong Jun was already at his side.
I also want a calligraphy and painting like this.
"Yes, sir."
Nongyu smiled.
Raising his hand, he placed the calligraphy and painting things that he had just put away on the table. After staying with the young master for so long, he has learned a lot about the subtleties of calligraphy and painting.
Although he is not as accomplished as the young master, he is only at the seventh or eighth level.
During the inspection, Mrs. Li often communicated with her and learned the art of calligraphy and painting.
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Rise at the beginning of the hour.
In front of the mansion, there were already all the carriages and horses.
I have already said goodbye to my imperial brother.
Looking at Dongjun and the little guy standing in front of the house, Zhou Qing placed a warm mark on their faces, waved his hand, and entered the car.
"Father!"
The little guy seemed to know what was about to happen. He stretched out his white hands and looked at the carriage where his father was sitting. He quickly grabbed at the empty space, trying to catch something.
"Xi'er."
Holding Xi'er tightly, Dongjun also looked at the carriage. At this moment... the carriage was moving slowly, and the prince was about to leave for Nanchang.
"Father!"
The little guy became even more anxious, struggling hard in Dongjun's arms, desperately wanting to see his father again, and desperately wanting to be protected by his father again.
"Good boy, stay well by Dongjun's side."
The car moves.
A gentle word echoed in the ears of the little guy and Dongjun for a long time.
The little guy immediately stopped looking like he was about to cry.
"Xi'er."
Dongjun also looked deeply at the place where the Marquis's carriage and horses were leaving. For some reason, he was also a little reluctant to leave. He looked at Xi'er's expression in his arms at this moment.
Somewhat distressed.
"Xi'er, it will be the same when you see your father again in the future."
Whispering comfort.
"Father!"
Her pure and flawless eyes were filled with glistening tears, and her little hand was still stretching out vigorously, looking at the carriage and horse where her father was leaving.
Although my father's voice is in my ears, my father's shadow is not there.
"Xi'er!"
Dongjun hugged Xier tightly.
"Father!"
"..."
Finally, the little guy couldn't help it anymore and burst into tears, and the crystal tears rolled down like whispers.
I like to stay with my father.
My father always prepares delicious food, fun things, and many interesting things for himself.
"Sir, hearing Xi'er's cry, Nongyu feels a little uncomfortable."
Sitting in the car, I sensed Xi'er's familiar cry floating into my ears. She raised her head and looked at the young master, thinking that the young master was also extremely reluctant to leave her at this moment.
For many months, Xi'er has been favored by the young master.
Really, even if she is her biological daughter, Nong Yu feels that she is nothing more than that.
But there is no blood connection between the young master and Xi'er.
"Sir, please take Xi'er away from me."
Yan Lingji also looked at the young master.
I also feel uncomfortable in my heart. I also like that child Xi'er, a very interesting child, listening to Xi'er's cry.
It’s really something I feel in my heart.
Rather than teasing Xi'er in the past, it was not the emotion that Xi'er cried at that time.
"Stay with Dongjun."
"child."
"Just cry for a while and it'll be fine."
Zhou Qing sighed softly, shook his head, and took Xi'er away. It was unfair to Dongjun, but...listening to the little guy's crying at this moment, he felt a little unbearable in his heart.
Continuing to march for more than a hundred feet, Zhou Qing raised his hand and pointed a finger, and a ray of purple light shot out of the air and went straight to the distance behind him.
"This is the portrait of my true spiritual sense."
"Just stay with you."
A ray of purple light went straight to Dongjun, and suddenly stopped three feet away.
After breathing, the purple light dissipates, revealing the true body.
It is a rolled-up calligraphy and painting.
Hearing the words of the Duke and the Marquis, Dong Jun stretched out his hand flatly, and started to grab the calligraphy and painting. He pushed hard, and the calligraphy and painting in front of him automatically stretched out and floated in front of him.
Suddenly.
The same figure as the prince appears in the calligraphy and painting, wearing a blue brocade gown, a Feiyun Xuantian crown, and Feiyun boots. If you look closely, you can see a faint smile on his face.
"Father!"
The little guy who was still crying was also startled. The little hand that had just fallen stretched out again and landed on the calligraphy and painting in front of him, looking at his extremely familiar father.