Ying Zheng, who returned to Xianyang Palace, kept replaying the scene he saw in Huayang Palace in his mind. Mi Chan dancing as a master was indeed very interesting. In the future, he just wanted to let Mi Chan perform it a few more times.
If Michan, a little goddess, knew what Ying Zheng was thinking at this time, she would probably have to work hard to break it even if she believed in fate.
With the sound of bamboo slips being turned, behind another much smaller desk set up next to Ying Zheng's desk, the upright and serious Jing Salamander was writing something on the bamboo slips with a pen, beside her desk.
, already piled with bamboo slips.
In the past three months or so, countless information from Xinzheng, South Korea, has been sent to Xianyang Palace, and after passing through the various identities of palace maid, palace minister, and pillow, Jing salamander once again ushered in an identity change.
At this time, she has become the real leader of the Luowang Xinzheng system.
I saw that the current killer was concentrating on writing something, and the hand holding the pen was like a sword, giving people a cold aura.
As the last stroke came down, Jing Salamander put down the brush in his hand with relief. He felt that writing a scroll of bamboo slips was more tiring than practicing a set of sword techniques.
Her hands are more accustomed to killing people than writing, but it's a pity that she is no longer a real killer after all.
"Your Majesty, this is a summary of all the intelligence from Xinzheng last month." Jing salamander closed the bamboo slip and sent it to Ying Zheng's desk.
"Put it there." Ying Zheng said casually, retracting his thoughts of running away.
Jing Salamander hesitated for a moment and then put the bamboo slips on the desk as Ying Zheng wanted. However, his cheeks swelled slightly, obviously he was a little unhappy.
"It's getting late, it's time to rest." After a while, Ying Zheng was the first to break the silence.
"Your Majesty, it's not too fun now." The 'upright' Jingshao glanced at the timer and said.
"It's already very late. It's a good time to go to bed then." Ying Zheng stretched his muscles.
When will it happen? If it were anyone else, they might not be able to understand the meaning behind Ying Zheng's words, but this other person does not include Jing Salamander.
Although they were already very familiar with each other, when they realized what Ying Zheng was talking about, Jingli couldn't help but feel shy and a little bit of expectation deep in his heart.
The startled reaction fell into Ying Zheng's eyes, which naturally added a bit of allure to her.
"Jing Salamander, can you dance?" Ying Zheng said suddenly.
"Yes, but I can't say that I'm good at it." Jing Salam said in surprise. She didn't know why Ying Zheng asked about this matter.
"Then, let's dance for Gu to watch." Ying Zheng said thoughtfully.
Ying Zheng must admit that what he saw in Huayang Palace in the afternoon had a great impact on him, and for a while a tempting idea appeared in his mind.
Jing Salad had also learned dancing, but he was not proficient in it. It was precisely because of this that Ying Zheng felt that he should let Jing Sala practice more, so that he could make up for his weakness with hard work.
What followed was a night of fish and dragon dancing.
It's not just Ying Zheng who is ready to take action, but South Korea, thousands of miles away, is also the same.
War is brewing.
However, when South Korea was still brewing war, he didn't know that Qin's war machine had already started, and the target was him.
In the Xianyang Palace, all the generals of the Qin State in Xianyang gathered here, including Meng Ao, Yang Duanhe, Fan Yuqi, Wang Yi, Meng Wu, and Wang Jian, who was still relatively junior at this time but was summoned by Yingzheng under unusual circumstances.
The only civil servant was Lu Buwei.
We are going to launch troops against South Korea.
When the news came out from Meng Ao's mouth, Ying Zheng saw the fire in the eyes of the generals, especially Meng Wu's excitement that could not be concealed. Obviously, he had not received even a shred of news from his father Meng Ao before.
The Qin army had been looking forward to the war for a long time.
"The most important goal of this war is not to capture how many cities in South Korea, nor to destroy how many South Korean troops, but to defeat South Korea's last courage to fight." In the silent hall, only Ying Zheng, who was still immature, but already
There was a somewhat majestic voice.
"So, there is only one key to this war, and that is speed, the courage to defeat South Korea as quickly as possible." Ying Zheng continued.
Everyone listened attentively to Ying Zheng's statement. Only Lu Buwei had a different look in his eyes.
"As for the specific combat strategy, I have already made a preliminary plan with the king." Meng Ao walked out of the queue and took Ying Zheng's words and said.
What appeared in front of everyone was a huge map, with all the territories of the Seven Kingdoms included in it. However, there were a lot of blank edges on this map, which were unknown places.
"This time our Qin State needs to send 150,000 troops, 70,000 troops from the north route, starting from Hedong to attack Shangdang, 30,000 troops from the south route, stationed at Wuguan to deter South Korea's Nanyang garrison, and 50,000 troops from the middle route, leaving Hangu Pass.
Enter Sanchuan County." Meng Ao pointed to several important tunnels on the map.
"In addition, the heavy armored army in Pingyang will be restored to a state of war to deter Zhao State from taking rash actions. Next, what we need to discuss is which general should lead the troops on the North Road and the South Road." Meng Ao finally said.
said.
"Soldiers on the northern route, please give me orders." Yang Duanhe took the lead in marching out.
"Soldiers from the South Route, please give me orders." Wang Yi saw that Yang Duan and Jiancheng had taken the lead. He knew that he could not compete with them, so he chose the position of commander of the troops and horses of the South Route, who could only be a spectator this time.
Meng Wu was eager to try, but under the intimidation of his father Meng Ao, he finally suppressed the desire in his heart.
Fan Yuqi looked calmly at his competitors who had taken away the best position in the blink of an eye. He also had his own choice, which was Pingyang. The war against South Korea could only be regarded as a small test for Qin. The Qin army finally
The strong opponent is still the State of Zhao, and only the State of Zhao can bring the most glorious military achievements in the future. Therefore, his goal is Pingyang, which will be the real military center in the future war against Zhao.
He wouldn't do something that was a matter of time and space. It wasn't worth it and it was too laborious.
Lu Buwei watched everything that happened in front of him, and a faint sense of crisis gradually spread in his heart. From the beginning to the end, none of the famous generals in the Qin army asked for his opinion.
Although he is only the prime minister and does not have the power to command the army, he still has the title of King Zhongfu of Qin, so he does not have any say in military affairs. However, today, he seems to be only the prime minister of Qin.
And all of this started from Meng Ao. It was Meng Ao who handed over the initiative of the meeting to Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng also controlled the entire process, and his status was established unconsciously.
Recalling what happened before, Lu Buwei suddenly realized that this Xianyang Palace had changed.
Meng Ao, who had never interfered in anything other than military affairs, unexpectedly changed his stance. This discovery cast a shadow in Lu Buwei's heart.
But Lu Buwei's stable character made him choose to remain silent.
A picture of the war against South Korea slowly unfolded.