When Ying Zheng finished washing, Zhao Ji lazily walked out of the palace, wearing a fiery red dress that made her skin even whiter. However, there was something disharmonious in the corner of her eyes.
Zhao Ji subconsciously rubbed the corners of her eyes, and suddenly her eyelids rolled up, and then she showed a contented look. The palms that were rubbing the corners of her eyes just now were retracted into her sleeves without leaving a trace, and she flicked her fingers in the hanging sleeves.
A small piece of black stuff flew away from her.
Zhao Ji then showed a contented expression, and slowly raised her face to meet the warm winter sunshine. However, the contentment on her face froze in an instant, because two people appeared in her sight, Ying.
Zheng, and Qing Xi standing behind him holding a sword.
"Zheng'er, you got up very early." Zhao Ji smiled slightly stiffly. From the surprise on Ying Zheng's face that didn't disappear in time, she knew that her actions just now must have fallen into Ying Zheng's eyes.
"My mother also got up very early." Ying Zheng stepped forward and said.
"What is Zheng'er going to learn today?" Zhao Ji changed the subject.
"The Art of War." Ying Zheng said.
"Meng Ao?" Zhao Ji asked.
As the young King of Qin, Ying Zheng had many things to learn, especially the knowledge of Legalists, Military Strategists, and Strategists. At the same time, Taoism, Confucianism, and Mohism, Ying Zheng also had to learn. He did not need to be proficient, but he had to understand
, because these three schools, like the three schools of Fa, Bing, and Zongheng, are the most influential among the hundreds of schools of thought.
"It's General Meng Ao." Ying Zheng replied, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at the ground behind Zhao Ji, as if he was looking for something.
"Then Zheng'er must be serious about it." Zhao Ji said with concern.
"Zheng'er, what are you looking for?" Zhao Ji was still thinking about saying some more caring words, but suddenly realized that Ying Zheng's eyes seemed to be falling where they shouldn't be, and her heart tightened for no reason, but it was just pretentious.
Danfeng asked softly.
"Nothing." Ying Zheng looked away and said, he couldn't find it.
The level of selling stolen goods is really good.
"Since Zheng'er has something to do today, don't stay in my Xingle Palace any longer. We can't keep General Meng waiting for a long time." Zhao Ji warned.
"That's how it should be." Ying Zheng nodded.
"Remember, when you have nothing to do in the evening, come over again and let's go see your grandmother." Zhao Ji suddenly thought of something and quickly said to Ying Zheng.
"The Queen Mother's real target is not my grandmother, right?" Ying Zheng asked rhetorically.
"When the older one saw it, he naturally wanted to take a look at the younger one as well. Why, wouldn't Zheng'er be willing?" Zhao Ji looked at Ying Zhengdao with her arms raised.
"There seems to be something else going on at night." Ying Zheng said hesitantly.
"Pushed." Zhao Ji stared at Ying Zheng and said.
"It doesn't look good if you push it." Ying Zheng seemed to be in a dilemma.
"Is there anyone who can make things difficult for you?" Zhao Ji didn't believe Ying Zheng's explanation.
"There are such people." Ying Zheng replied.
"Who is it? Who in Qin State dares to embarrass you, Zheng'er?" Zhao Ji said eagerly. She wanted to see who was so bold as to embarrass her own children.
"It's better not to know, Queen Mother." At this moment, Ying Zheng was completely possessed by the actor. No, he was actually an actor himself.
"Who is it? Is it Lu Buwei? Or is it the one from Zhiyang Palace?" Zhao Ji asked.
"No." Ying Zheng denied.
"Who is it? Zheng'er, just tell me and my mother will help you solve it." Zhao Ji said protecting the calf.
"This person will be very difficult even for my mother to face, so let's forget it." Ying Zheng said helplessly.
"Impossible, I don't believe that there is someone in Qin that you and I can't deal with." Zhao Ji doesn't believe in evil. The more difficult Ying Zheng is, the more she wants to know who that person is.
"This person is you, Queen Mother." Ying Zheng sighed.
"Ha, I thought it was who it was, but it turned out to be..." Zhao Ji couldn't say any more. At this time, she had fully realized that she had been deceived from beginning to end.
Realizing this, Zhao Ji suddenly felt suffocated, but she could only hold it in her chest. She couldn't help but feel chest pain. She took a few breaths and stared at her, who looked completely innocent at this time, with an unkind look.
son.
"Ah, Zheng'er's ability to deceive people is getting better and better." At this point, Zhao Ji couldn't help but laugh.
Qing Xi, who had been behind Ying Zheng the whole time, looked at everything that happened in front of her blankly. As a killer's intuition, she knew from the beginning that Ying Zheng was lying to Zhao Ji, but it shouldn't be like this. Qing Xi was confused.
When I thought about it, I just felt that the experience my seniors told me seemed completely inadequate.
At this time, she thought of what Ying Zheng had told her before, there was no good in knowing too many secrets.
Does this count as knowing another secret? Thinking of this, the female killer in the net became even more worried about her future.
After breakfast, Ying Zheng took Qing Xi and left. There was another person waiting for him in Xianyang Palace.
Meng Ao, the most senior general of the Qin State, left his hometown with his family when he was young, and came to the Qin State from Qi State thousands of miles away, just to have a chance to revive his family.
In the Qi State, the military skills he learned were of no use. Since the backbone of the Qi State was completely interrupted, although Tian Dan was able to turn the tide, although Tian Dan was able to reshape the Qi State, the soul of the Qi State was still there.
But he was completely dead.
Such a state of Qi is undoubtedly a hell for military disciples like Meng Ao, because there is no war in the state of Qi.
When Qi chooses to lie down in peace, it no longer needs a war, and the war will not choose Qi, because Qi is so big and rich that no other country can rush to attack while Qin is watching eagerly.
Such a big country.
Meng Ao, who saw no way out in Qi State, still abandoned his homeland and started from scratch, coming to Qin State, a country that military disciples most yearned for.
Forty years have passed now, and Meng Ao has also transformed from a young man back then to an old man with a white head, and has become the number one person in Qin's military circles.
Standing at such a height, Meng Ao was actually not enthusiastic about being the teacher of the King of Qin's art of war. However, this was the late king's last order and he had to abide by it. It was precisely in this way that, in addition to teaching the King of Qin's art of war and military martial arts,
, he never cared about anything else.
If it were someone else, he might have used this to almost introduce the younger members of the clan to the King of Qin. Everyone knows how important being the King of Qin's childhood companion plays on a person's future career, but Meng Ao just gave up on this.
A shortcut. If the younger generation has the ability, there is no need for such a shortcut. If the younger generation has no ability, having such a shortcut is just a way to bring disaster.
"General Meng, I've been waiting for a long time." The arrival of Ying Zheng interrupted Meng Ao's memories.
"Your Majesty has come at the right time." Meng Ao stood up and saluted.
"What will General Meng Ao teach me today?" Ying Zheng's eyes fell on the map behind Meng Ao.
When learning the art of war, maps are the starting point.
"Reporting to your Majesty, today I will talk about the Battle of Dahe three years ago." Meng Ao replied.
"Three years ago? The Battle of Dahe?" Ying Zheng said in surprise.
Three years ago, Meng Ao led an army to attack the State of Wei, but was defeated at the hands of Lord Xinling of the State of Wei. This later triggered the five-nation coalition to attack Qin. This defeat was not only for the State of Qin, but also for the State of Qin and Meng.
Generally speaking, it is not a very good memory.
"In war, if you want to know how to win, you must first understand how to lose. Only in this way can you continuously avoid the risk of defeat and finally achieve victory. I am not an extremely talented person in the art of war, but fortunately I have decades of experience
In this process, I have won and lost, but it was the first time in my life that I lost as badly as I did three years ago." Meng Ao recalled.
"That was also the one that left the most profound lesson. This defeat was a shame for me, but for the king, it was the most valuable experience." Meng Ao said with an expectant look.
He believed that with Ying Zheng's ability, he could understand what he said.
"Those who have the courage to face failure are truly strong. As for the defeat of Dahe three years ago, the old general is not entirely responsible. It was the late king who was too anxious." Ying Zheng said thoughtfully.
"Your Majesty, how do you say this?" Meng Ao said with an moved expression.