My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

Chapter 210 Pearl Heartbroken, Powerless, Black Eyed, Dead

"Even if you don't say that I haven't found out yet, Brother Huang, it's really bad enough."

Ying Chengxi pulled up his third nephew, Ying Jianglu, and bowed his head to the First Emperor.

"After those three years, Brother Lao will clean up the mess for us. Farewell, Brother Huang."

Ying Chengxu didn't give the gloomy-faced Ying Jianglu a chance to speak, and pulled him away. The angry roar of Emperor Shi Huang came from behind the two of them.

"I haven't agreed yet!"

Ying Chengxue shouted.

"Brother Huang has already promised!"

Just now the first emperor said that Ying Chengxun could take General Ying to the desert and let him clean up the mess.

You have no jokes.

General Ying couldn't help it, and his expression was so dazed that he followed Ying Chengxi out of the gate of the Palace of Political Affairs.

The eleven- or twelve-degree breeze blowing on his face could not wake up the confusion in his heart.

Ying Chengxun dragged Ying Jianglu to the open space in front of the main entrance of the Palace of Political Affairs, and looked at the third nephew who looked like a walking corpse, with anger in his eyes.

pop~
He slapped Ying Jianglu on the face, causing the third son of Daqin to stumble and fall to the ground with blood at the corner of his mouth.

The Lang officials who were protecting the Yizheng Hall all had their hearts skipped a beat, and they did not dare to slacken their eyes in the slightest.

"Who are you showing this half-dead look? I want the territory for you. If you don't want it, I'll call the fourth child right now! Go back to your mother and continue drinking and playing court ladies!"

"No matter who uncle goes to, the result is the same. What the father said is right. It can't solve the father's problem. Going to the land of the Huns like this is just a waste of uncle's assets."

General Ying let the blood drip from the corner of his mouth to the ground, and said sadly.

"Win general."

Ying Chengxuan looked calm and spoke calmly.

Ying Jianglu was startled, raised his head, and looked up at Ying Chengxu.

In the past, Ying Chengxun called him a little glutton, the third child, and would not call him by his first name.

The location of the two of them was quite far from the burning torch, and Ying Chengxue's face could not be fully seen.

Under the cover of the night, his face was not very clear, causing Ying Jianglu to try to open his eyes wide, but he couldn't see the expression on Ying Chengxun's face.

"I just want to ask you, do you want this fief."

"Uncle, it's not whether I want to..."

Ying Jianglu explained anxiously, but Ying Chengxun interrupted in a steady tone.

"Yes, or not."

There is no sense of oppression, no sense of suffocation.

General Ying who was being questioned couldn't feel any pressure from Ying Chengxue, as if Ying Chengxun was asking him if he had eaten, naturally, plainly.

But for some reason, Ying Jianglu felt that this might be the closest he was to his eldest brother in his life.

In this short moment.

General Ying thought of those lost glazed beads in Chang'an Palace.

Thinking of the difficulty of falling asleep at midnight every day, I only hated my mother's late birth.

Thinking of it, Xia Wuqi, who drank too much and had a headache, came here to relieve him.

"want!"

General Ying roared, his voice was high-pitched and loud, and the officials outside the Hall of Political Affairs subconsciously clenched their spears tightly, ready to meet the enemy.

The third son's voice is perfect for being a messenger.

The officials guarding the Yizheng Hall thought so.

"Get out! Fuck you! Do you know how rich your uncle's family is? Want to lose everything in three years? Dream on you! You can fight for 300 years if you fight like this!"

While cursing and cursing, Ying Chengxun kicked the third nephew's ass fiercely, mercilessly.

Ying Jianglu covered his buttocks while jumping, hiding, and said in shock: "Uncle, are you joking?"

The [-] cavalry fought against the Huns for three years, and the consumption of food and grass was actually only a part of it.

Horses, Qin swords, armor, bows and arrows and other consumables cost much more money than food and grass.

There are also training soldiers and horses, compensation for death in battle, and rewards for conscription, all of which are money.

With so much money, even a small country cannot support it.

The first emperor said that Ying Chengxi could survive for three years alone, which was beyond Ying Jianglu's expectations.

Now I heard Ying Chengxiu say that it can be used for 300 years. Although Ying Jianglu knew that Ying Chengxiu had great powers, he didn't believe it.

But Ying Chengxu didn't bother to go into details with these three nephews. After deciding to fight the Huns, Ying Chengxu had a lot of things to do, and he didn't have time to explain to Ying Jianglu.

"Go back and recruit soldiers. Are you really counting on Naigong? Then you were scared by your father's few words, so you gave up the idea of ​​becoming king! He is the same as you, but he just read a few military books. He understands." What a fucking war!"

Ying Chengxue turned around and went back to the house, shouting as he walked, his voice was very loud on purpose.

Outside the Yizheng Hall, the officials held their heads high and their chests held high, their standing postures were much more upright than in the past.

They are proving that they are dedicated to doing their job of protection, and they don't hear any rumors.

In the Palace of Political Affairs, Li Mu, who was either sneering or frowning, finally broke into a smile.

Your Majesty scolded you well!

Wang Wan, Li Si, Ren Xiao, Tu Sui, Zhao Tuo, and Fu Zikang lowered their heads and leaned over the map on the big case, studying how many drops of water there would be in the East Sea.

The eunuchs and maids lowered their heads even more, holding their breath and not daring to let out a breath.

They are very envious of the pig at the moment, because the pig can also close its ears.

The first emperor's face was ashen and ugly, and suddenly he slammed through the gate of the Yizheng Hall.

"Cai! I'm waiting to see how you fight!"

There was a long, mocking sound of banter coming in from the outside.

"Your Majesty, times have changed."

The four words "times have changed" were the second time Ying Chengxun said to the first emperor.

For the first time, it was Ying Chengxun who opposed the legalist's strategy of fooling the people and wanted to shake the foundation of the Great Qin Dynasty.

The First Emperor snorted coldly, and returned to the big case with a livid face.

Everyone hastily stepped aside and put aside the debate about how many water droplets there are in the East China Sea.

Except for Li Mu, everyone looked like nothing had happened.

The First Emperor pointed to the land of Henan in the northwest of Great Qin, and wanted to speak several times, but was pissed off by the obvious smile on Li Mu's face.

If it weren't for your profound attainments in the art of war, I would have killed you myself!
Ying Zheng thought angrily.

Thinking of Li Mu's profound attainments in the art of war, Ying Zheng thought of the battle where Li Mu first showed his prowess was in the Xiongnu.

The First Emperor suddenly turned his head, staring straight at Li Mu.

"Does King Qin want to behead Mu's head?"

Not only did Li Mu's smile not restrain itself, but it got bigger and bigger.

This smile made Shi Huangdi very uncomfortable, and Li Si and Wang Wan, the two prime ministers, were very upset.

Let Fu Zikang, who lives in the imperial court and is in Chang'an Junfu's Zhi Su Neishi, be in a state of fear—drink too much again!

Ren Xiao's expression was very embarrassing, and Tu Sui and Zhao Tuo habitually touched the place where the sword hung on his waist.

The First Emperor calmed down his anger, tried his best to soften his voice, and said: "Mr. Zhao Wu'an joked, I don't know if Mr. Zhao Wu'an has a way to wipe out the Xiongnu with [-] soldiers and horses within three years."

If my King Zhao's family had King Qin and two kings, the world today would be the Kingdom of Zhao, wouldn't it?Destiny is in Qin...

The performance of the first emperor, not only did not make Li Mu look down, but made Li Mugao take a look.

Li Mu only felt that if he continued to laugh, he would be the one who was laughing.

He regained his icy face and said: "Nothing."

Li Mu, the emperor of Zhao Wu'an who dared not go south to herd horses for ten years, had to reply personally. Apart from the peace of mind of the first emperor, there was also a trace of hidden worry in his heart.

Shuzi!

I want to see it!

How do you change!
That's what he said in his heart, but in the deepest part of Shi Huang's heart, he hoped that Ying Chengxun would slap him in the face.

The loss of face is not worth mentioning compared to the great benefits that Qin gained from the land of the Huns.

The First Emperor shook his head, throwing his own brother, his own brother out of his mind.

"Regardless of the shovel, how much grain is there in the Xianyang warehouse?"

Without hesitation, Fu Zikang immediately replied: "There are still five accumulated grains."

"Accumulation" is a quantifier unit of grain, which means that grain is piled up in one place, and usually [-] stones of grain are one accumulation of grain.

But in Xianyang, the capital of the Qin State, one hundred thousand shi grains were accumulated in one place, one accumulation of grain was 50 shi grains, and five accumulations of grains was [-] shi grains.

"Immediately transfer one plot to Shangjun, no, two plots."

"only."

"Mr. Zhao Wu'an, can you tell me and your lords how you killed a hundred thousand Huns in the battle at Yanmen?"

This is asking for advice.

In terms of experience in fighting the Huns, Li Mu is the most important in the current world.

Li Mu said with a cold face: "Mu is speaking for your majesty, this map is too big, take the map of Yanmen."

The first emperor was overjoyed, and hurriedly ordered the eunuch beside him to get the map of Yanmen.

It doesn't matter whose face it is, it is important to get Li Mu's personal guidance on this matter.

Dozens of candles were discarded in the Yizheng Hall that night.

In Ganquan Palace, the Yue Nu who was no longer covered with iron mask stood in front of Zhao Ji, and narrated the process from the assassination a few days ago to the present day.

Of course, some unspeakable pictures are hidden in this.

Empress Dowager Zhao leaned lazily on the bed, closed her eyes, breathing steadily, as if she was asleep.

"...That Zhu Zi asked me to sue the Queen Mother."

When the Yue girl said this, she stopped talking, and seemed to have some difficulties.

Empress Dowager Zhao remained silent, her breathing rate did not change, and her chest, which was wrapped in a light gauze, rose and fell steadily.

After an unknown period of time, there was an extra layer of wax on the bottom of the candles in the hall.

The Yue girl was ready to flee immediately, and said in a tone that was no different from what was said before: "I want the queen mother to lock up your majesty, and don't force that scorpion all day long. He said that he is a born king, and he doesn't want to be a prime minister. Captain."

The moment the Yue girl's voice fell, Zhao Ji opened her eyes, and a light flashed in them, which was immediately replaced by a soft and charming look.

"Since that scorpion wants you to stay by his side, you should stay."

Zhao Ji touched the ground with her snow-white toes without shoes and socks, and she floated in front of Yue Nu in a plain white gauze.

Her face that seemed to never age was still beautiful and graceful, and under the blessing of winking eyes, she looked so charming.

Cong Congyu pointed at Yue Nu's lips, and Zhao Ji murmured: "You are so beautiful, even a man can't touch you. Go quickly, if you don't go, I won't be able to bear it."

Yue Nu felt an inexplicable hotness all over her body, and hurriedly suppressed it with her strong internal strength.

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, Yue Nu, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately pulled back.

"Farewell, Queen Mother."

Inside the hall, the door is wide open.

The voice has not been exhausted, but the person has passed away.

Only one finger was left standing upright in the air, Zhao Ji's eyes were like silk threads, and her face was like a goddess.

"It's interesting to look outside, why not come in and see clearly."

Zhao Ji pulled the white gauze lightly, and her plain white dress slipped three inches, revealing jade shoulders that were three points whiter than the clothes, with two delicate clavicles.

Bang~
The door of the palace room, which was wide open, was pulled shut by an external force.

"Zhang Han dare not!"

Zhao Ji chuckled lightly, took out the Zhao Guo Hu wine stored in Xianyang Palace, and poured bottle after bottle, her complexion gradually changed from ruddy to more ruddy.

Compared with just now, Zhao Ji is a little less graceful and luxurious, and a little more beautiful.

Drunken.

people drunk.

"What kind of gun is so powerful."

Zhao Ji was drunk, holding the wine bottle high, with her snow-white lotus arms half exposed, speaking softly into the wine bottle filled with Zhao Guohu wine.

She took the bottle and poured it into the mouth, but a small part of the wine didn't enter the mouth, but it slid across the hills along her snow-white neck and slid into the ravine.

Some go downstream.

Some hang on the wall.

Hiccup~
Perhaps it was because of being too fast and too anxious, Zhao Ji had a long belch.

The breath she exhaled made the flame of the candle on the desk in front of her burst violently.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the rising of the candle, Zhao Jisu put the bronze wine bottle upside down on the burning candle.

"Even if the rumors are false, when the two make peace, all of their skills will be lost. Even if they have a gun, they will not be able to kill him."

Gone.

Dark Pro.

"Then Aunt also wants you to be together, dog and girl."

……

The third son of the Great Qin Dynasty, Ying Jianglu, had complicated thoughts, and returned to the palace of his mother and concubine.

Pushing open the outermost palace door casually, General Ying entered the outer hall of the palace.

Walked another ten steps, walked to the main hall adjacent to the outer hall, and walked towards the bedroom hall where he lived with his head down.

"Mr. Chang'an, what happened to my son!"

Hearing a crisp sound of thumping on the table, Ying Jiang's mother and concubine Chu Fei burst into flames, furious.

Ying Jianglu suddenly woke up and raised his head. Only then did he see his biological mother, forced a smile, and said, "Mum, why hasn't she fallen asleep yet?"

At this time in the past, his mother and concubine had almost fallen asleep for half an hour.

Concubine Chu rushed forward angrily, leaning over to support General Ying's shoulders.

"How did that Zhuzi treat my son? Made my son look like this?"

With her left hand reaching down to grab the parent and child's right hand, Concubine Chu was like a female dragon whose scales had been touched, dragging General Ying to the gate of the palace.

"Don't be afraid, my son. Mother will take you to Zhangtai Palace to discuss this matter with His Majesty!"

"Mother! Father is not in Zhangtai Palace! If you take me to find father, your bedroom will become a cold palace in the future!"

Ying Jianglu pouted his buttocks, his body sank, and he grabbed Concubine Chu's left hand with both hands, dragging it back desperately.

Concubine Chu stopped suddenly after hearing what her parents and children had said.

Originally, Concubine Chu, General Ying's mother and son were against each other.

Concubine Chu stopped without warning, and as soon as she let out her strength, Ying Jianglu almost pulled herself into a big somersault.

Before Ying Jianglu could stand firm, Concubine Chu turned her head and said, "How do you say that?"

The third son shook off his concubine mother's left hand, and said with two sore arms, "Mum, when will you change your irritable temper?"

"Say it!"

General Ying glanced at the eunuchs and maids in the hall, and shouted, "Get out!"

"only."

"only."

"only."

"..."

Everyone shook their bodies, quickly bowed their heads in response, and walked out of the hall in a hurry but not in a mess.

Before five breaths passed, only General Ying and Concubine Chu were left in the hall.

General Ying pushed Lu Ping back from the others, making Concubine Chu realize that what she was going to say next was very important.

The impatience on Concubine Chu's face was like water stains under the scorching sun, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant, and Ying Jianglu was stunned.

"Speak slowly, don't worry. Tell my mother everything you saw and heard tonight, and don't omit one thing."

Concubine Chu seemed to be a different person, with a calm and calm face.

It seems that just now his parent and son Ying Jianglu said that he wanted him to change his irritable temper, and he changed it in an instant.

In the past, General Ying would have been greatly shocked by the changes in his mother and concubine, and would have said a lot about this matter.

But the impact it has received today is too great, and the changes of Concubine Chu are nothing compared to it.

"Mother, don't be angry."

General Ying made a habitual entreaty to force his mind to tell Concubine Chu what he saw and heard tonight.

Concubine Chu would interrupt Ying Jianglu from time to time during Ying Jianglu's narration, and ask some trivial matters that Ying Jianglu thought were insignificant.

For example, General Ying talked about how Wang Wan, Li Si, and Tu Sui in the palace reacted when the first emperor reprimanded him.

Another example is that Ying Jianglu talked about the specific physical performance of Ying Chengxun when the First Emperor asked Ying Chengxue repeatedly, such as frowning, stepping back, and shaking his body.

What happened in less than half an hour was interrupted one after another by Concubine Chu.

General Ying drank five pots of hot water and spoke abruptly for an hour and a half before finishing.

In this way, there are still many questions that Ying Jianglu did not answer.

General Ying is not a camera, how can he record everything.

Concubine Chu's question was too detailed, let me use a metaphor.

It's like a modern person goes to the supermarket and is asked how many shelves the supermarket has after returning home?What's on the third shelf?What is the cashier doing while you're picking out your merchandise?
Who can answer this?
"Say it again."

Concubine Chu had a calm face and a calm tone.

"Ah? Say it again!"

General Ying stood upright in shock.

He always reminded his mother and concubine not to be impatient, but today he was the first to be impatient.

"There are no details, let's say it again."

General Ying wanted to refuse, but looking at his mother and concubine's eyes that had never been so firm and powerful, as soon as he said the words of refusal, it automatically turned into a matter of tonight.

"Uncle called me out and asked me if I wanted to seal the land..."

This time, the number of times Concubine Chu interrupted Ying Jianglu was significantly reduced, and the narration was finished in less than an hour.

Ying Jianglu, who finished speaking for the second time, just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Say it again."

Concubine Chu said calmly.

"Mom, what do you want to hear? I've said it twice!"

General Ying jumped.

"Say."

General Ying took a deep breath.

At this moment, he no longer has any hesitation, bewilderment, or incomprehension about today's events in his heart.

All I wanted was to finish as soon as possible.

"Uncle told me to go out..."

The third time, half an hour, Concubine Chu did not interrupt once.

"Mom, don't you need to say any more?"

General Ying said with a sad face.

"No need."

Concubine Chu shook her head.

"Go and call Pearl in."

Zhu'er is a court lady who has served Concubine Chu personally for several years, and she is one of the many court ladies who had skin-to-skin relationship with General Ying.

General Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly ran out to call Zhu'er into the hall.

General Ying led the handsome Zhu'er into the main hall. Concubine Chu walked like flying, holding a long sword.

Under Ying Jianglu's incredulous gaze, he inserted it neatly into Zhu'er's left chest, passing through her heart.

Zhu'er's eyes were full of puzzlement, she lowered her head to look at the long sword on her chest, and that puzzlement was replaced by despair and resentment.

"The queen mother won't let...uh!"

Concubine Chu's face was calm, and she twisted the hilt of the sword vigorously, and the long sword stirred vigorously in Zhu'er's heart.

Pearl's heart was broken, unable to speak, her eyes darkened, and she died.

(End of this chapter)