In Xianyang Palace, the young Qin Wangzheng listened to the imperial physician's report, and a look of joy dissolved on his young and cold face.
"You go down, you have to be careful about Mrs. Mi's matter." King Qin Zhengdao.
"No." The imperial physician bowed and said.
Just now, the young Qin King got the exact news from the imperial physician that the offspring of Mrs. Mi was a boy, and everything was normal. It was expected that she would be born in about two months.
Thinking of this, King Zheng of Qin became more and more happy. He was excited to become a father and also had the joy of a queen. Heirs were very important to King Zheng of Qin, because the appearance of the heirs could allow some people who were waiting and watching in the court to gradually understand their power. At least they would realize that there would be no accidents when they turned to him. The throne of Qin, no matter what happened in the future, would be passed down from his lineage.
"Zhao Gao, has the reorganization of the Ganquan Palace Guards been completed?" Qin Wang Zheng, who was in a good mood, asked Zhao Gao, the eunuch beside him.
"Report to the king, the formation has been almost completed." Zhao Gao replied cautiously.
"Who are they?" asked King Qin.
"They are all brothers or relatives of the Ganquan Guard who died in battle or retired due to disability." Zhao Gaodao.
"All this is true?" Qin Wangzheng said in surprise.
"After Brother Zhao returned, he took me to thank the king. I like these two gifts very much." Yang Ming took the scimitar that looked like a crescent moon, and a name came to his mind.
"Tell me in detail about the battle in Huancheng." King Zheng of Qin said in his heart. Because Yang Ming reorganized the Ganquan Palace's Imperial Guards, he had already developed a lot of interest in Yang Ming.
A place like Yunmeng Daze is really the most beautiful in this era. As for another time and space, it is already a matter of the old paper pile.
The combat power of the Ganquan Palace Guard has been fully reflected in the Battle of the City. It is the most elite among any Qin army. Will such a powerful force use this method to supplement the troops, and will it really affect its overall combat power?
"Yes." Zhao Gao nodded.
"It seems that I really underestimated the imperial guard captain of my mother." Qin Wangzheng pondered, only feeling that his plan had all the conditions for implementation.
Is it just a genius who is proficient in the art of lunar and military genius? What is the purpose of such a person who lives in the Ganquan Palace of his mother? Also, where is he a disciple of lunar and lunar? Could it be that he is a contemporary lunar and lunar disciple? In the mind of King Zheng of Qin, he inevitably felt confused.
"Report to the king, Yang Zhongcheng's move was to gain the loyalty of the imperial guards, not only the old imperial guards, but also the newly added imperial guards." Li Xin replied.
"You just believe in his ability so much?" Qin Wangzheng said in surprise.
Many people living around Yunmeng Daze say that they have seen the goddess in Yunmeng Daze, but some are fake, but some are indeed true, but whether the goddess Yunmeng Daze may be a different question.
When the banquet was gone, it was already late at night. After seeing off the guests, Yang Ming flowed Yunze alone.
On both sides, there were the invited brothers Meng Tian and Meng Yi, subordinates of the Ganquan Palace Guard like Wei Zi and Yunze, as well as Yang Xiong, and Wang Ben, the Wang family who fought side by side with Yang Ming in Jingshui.
"This is indeed a good idea, but will it really not affect the combat effectiveness of the Ganquan Palace guards? The guards are all elites selected from one in a hundred, and not everyone can be competent." Qin Wangzheng said in contemplation.
It is hard for people like this to hate.
Everyone was a little surprised when they saw Yang Ming's reaction, but it seemed nothing. The ministers of a country in this era were not the slaves of the monarch, but more like collaborators. It seemed that there was no problem with Yang Ming saying these words.
Although the Battle of the City in the military newspaper was extremely tragic and Yang Ming's performance in the battle was even more brilliant, but King Zheng of Qin did not come to the battlefield in person, and the description of the text was finally not so intuitive, so his impression of Yang Ming was still very limited.
"What are your plans next?" asked Yang Ming, who was standing in the courtyard and enjoying the cool air.
Yunze broke half of his arm, so he would definitely not be able to stay in the army. Although his title has reached the level of being an official, he is already half a disabled person after all, and it is difficult to obtain a suitable position in the face of an official. The key is that Yunze is a very ambitious young man. He has his own pursuits, and it is not a small official position that can make him give up his ideals.
Moreover, who Li Xin was? How could Qin Wangzheng, who personally summoned him to serve as a ward? It would be difficult to let a proud and arrogant person like Li Xin say what he said just now.
"Nanjun, I heard that Yunmeng Daze there is a good place. If you have the chance, you must go and see it. I don't know if you can see the goddess Yunmeng then." Yang Ming said yearning.
Halfway through the banquet, a person outside the plan came to the hall. It turned out to be Changping Jun Xiong Qi, the nominal Shangguan of Yang Ming.
A scimitar is a good knife, and a tiger-shaped pendant is also a top-notch Lantian jade. If it were just like this, it would not be a different person, but if they consider their former masters, everything would be interesting.
"Yang Zhongcheng, come uninvited, please don't be surprised." Xiong Qi clasped his fists and said. Although he was wearing a long robe, he was quite heroic. It has to be said that people like him who came from the royal family are indeed quite stylish in every word and action, which is a kind of cultivation that has been integrated into the blood.
"So that's the case. I really have to celebrate it. I'm sure. Zhao Gao, if you go to my private warehouse to choose two gifts, of course, I will give Yang Ming a gift." King Qin Zhengdao.
"Where, where, Changping Jun can come, my place is so bright." Yang Ming stood up to greet him.
"Li Xin, what else do you have to say?" King Zheng of Qin thought about it and saw Li Xin's hesitation expression on his face, so he took the initiative to ask.
Time passed quickly while drinking, but Xiong Qi was not the only one who unexpectedly had an unexpected guest. When Li Xin and Zhao Gao appeared together, even Xiong Qi showed an unexpected look.
"I dare not say anything else, but in the face of the battle, Yang Zhongcheng's ability to control the military situation is the first-class. The Zhao army's commander is not a mediocre person, but even so, even in Yang Zhongcheng's hands, even if the troops have an absolute advantage, he has never gained any advantage." Li Xin said.
"King, this problem may not be a problem for Yang Zhongcheng at all. Maybe in his eyes, even if it is just an ordinary person, he can train him into a real elite."
"Yunmeng has many goddesses. According to ancient legend, almost ten years later, some people claimed to have seen the goddesses in Yunmeng Daze. If Zhongcheng went there, with Zhongcheng's charm, it might really make Yunmeng's goddesses touch the hearts of ordinary people." Yunze complimented.
"A such a knife will probably be a real cut in one or two pieces." Many people thought in their hearts.
In the sight of everyone, Yang Ming looked at the scimitar in his hand and suddenly slashed vertically towards the front. He used the method of killing the halberd in the scimitar. Under the powerful and domineering power, there was a sound of sound of air being cut open.
Especially after seeing a scimitar and a tiger-shaped pendant, everyone showed an unexpected look.
"I'm going to go back to Nanjun, so I'll ask the Chief Secretary to help me find a good position." Yun Ze smiled, as if he didn't care about his broken arm at all.
In the Yang Mansion, which had been re-hanged, in the night, the hall of the intermediate courtyard was brightly lit, with pleasant sounds of silk and bamboo coming from inside, and dancers invited from Jinghuayuan danced gracefully. Yang Ming, who was the master, was listed on the main seat.
Although Li Xin was confident, he was not as arrogant as to cover his eyes. He really admired Yang Ming.
After Xiong Qi and the others greeted each other, he naturally sat in the position given by Wei Xiong, but did not leave his position, but sat side by side with Wei Xiong.
Even the tricky old man on Wei Zi's side could not help but feel good about Xiong Qi at this time. He was neither arrogant nor arrogant, and he almost described a person like Xiong Qi.
Before, because he learned about the Liang Dynasty of Wei State, King Zheng of Qin, who had a full understanding of Yang Ming's use of the erratic and erratic methods, he wanted to deeply understand Yang Ming's ability in military science. After all, if his plan was to be developed, Yang Ming still needed to play an important role in it. If Yang Ming's ability is not enough, it will seriously affect his plan.
Thinking of this, Yang Ming slowly pulled out the scimitar. Under the light, the blade reflected a snow-white light. There were many swords in the world, but there were no such scimitars, because the real sword-casting master was not interested in casting such scimitars.
Qin Wangzheng, what was the reason for his delivery of such a thing at this time? For a time, everyone with thoughts considered this issue.
Li Xin's story is indeed very different from the information in the military newspaper. The military newspaper only records the result of the war, but in Li Xin's story, what Qin Wang Zheng saw was a real war.
The death of ideals is the greatest pain and regret for Yunze now.
"Li Xin, you have a good relationship with Yang Ming. Do you know why he did this?" Qin Wang Zheng looked at Li Xindao, who was standing under the pillar not far away.
"Report to the king, Yang Zhongcheng checked in his new residence today, held a dinner, and invited Beizhi to visit. Beizhi wanted to take a leave tomorrow night." Li Xin dared not hide it.
"No." Zhao Gao replied.
"A goddess has entered the mortal world, is it still a goddess? Let them stay in myths and legends." Yang Ming said without caring.
Yang Ming had some guesses about the so-called Yunmeng Goddess, because in his understanding, the Yin-Yang Family's sect is in Yunmeng Daze. If the people around Yunmeng Daze see the Yin-Yang Family's women who have developed aesthetics beyond this era in Yunmeng Daze, they will really regard them as the legendary Yunmeng Goddess.
After all, in terms of appearance, the Yin-Yang family has always been the strongest existence in the hundreds of schools. Coupled with the special temperament and gorgeous clothes that were derived from Taoism, they are indeed in line with people's imagination of the goddess Yunmeng.
"The good mood of Zhongcheng is not something that ordinary people like me can reach. To be honest, those of us who grew up in Yunmengze, about nine out of ten people would have the desire to marry a Yunmeng goddess when they were young."