After being read by the First Emperor, I became the favorite of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 13 Why is it different when you get to her?
The other group thinks this is inappropriate.

Li Mu's old troops are still in Zhao State, and they must be very sad to hear the news of their general's "death".

If he heard that the Qin State, the culprit of Li Mu's "death", was going to send troops to attack Zhao, he would definitely fight back with extreme anger. After all, rabbits will bite people when they are anxious, let alone a living person.

Listening to the argument between the two factions, Ying Zheng rubbed his chin. After a moment, he looked at Li Mu who was silent next to him. Oh no, it's time to call him Wang Ben now.

"What does General Wang think?"

Wang Ben pondered for a moment: "The ancients often say that a sad army will win. I think that the king can rest for a while before attacking again."

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes, played with the yellowed notebook, and said after a moment: "Then we will follow General Wang's wishes and rest for a while before attacking."

After his king made the final decision, those ministers who advocated an immediate attack did not dare to say another word and bowed one after another.

After everyone dispersed, Wang Ben looked at Ying Zheng and bowed to him: "Your Majesty, I have many confidants who are still in the Zhao Kingdom. I can contact the old troops. When the King attacks, we will cooperate with the people you sent to capture Zhao State in one fell swoop. country."

"Okay, then I have to trouble General Wang. If it is inconvenient to go to Zhao Kingdom, I can borrow the Black Ice Platform to meet you."

Wang Ben's heart moved and he couldn't help but look up at Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty trusts me so much. Aren't you afraid that I will betray you halfway?"

"As the saying goes, don't be suspicious when you employ people, and don't use people when you are suspicious. If Guruo becomes suspicious, she will not let her take you back to Qin."

Wang Ben was moved in his heart, bowed again, then stood up and left.

If the king is like this, what can I ask for?

After Wang Ben left, Ying Zheng took a sip of tea, then slowly opened his lips: "A Xiao."

A black shadow suddenly appeared beside Ying Zheng, bowing respectfully to him: "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"Where is the goddess?" Ying Zheng picked up a bamboo slip and began to review the memorial.

"The goddess asked for a pile of saltpeter, sulfur and other things and went to the kitchen. I don't know what she was tinkering with."

Ying Zheng was a little curious in his heart, but his face remained calm: "Step back."

"Here."

When no one was around, Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and looked at the bamboo slips, the ink pen in his hand motionless.

After a moment, he glanced sideways at the pile of bamboo slips next to him, took a deep breath, picked up his pen and began to focus on reviewing the memorial.

An hour later, looking at his increasingly scrawled handwriting, Ying Zheng rubbed his brows irritably, put down his pen with a snap, stood up in a hurry, and strode away.

……

Here, when Yun Jiao read through the history of Zhao State, she suddenly discovered the ancient version of gunpowder, which was the method of refining elixirs.

She wondered if the time-travelling woman could make soap and gunpowder by just messing around. She wanted to try it too.

After finding out these things, it might be possible to directly change history and allow her ancestors to fight directly to the other side of the ocean.

Then there will be no need for her in modern times to learn that abominable English.

Hey hey hey hey.

After collecting her thoughts, Yun Jiao asked Gan Luo, and then asked for a pile of saltpeter, sulfur and other stones, so she ran into the kitchen and started tinkering.

It's a pity that as beautiful as the ideal is, the reality is so cruel.

The little girl worked for a long time, and the things she made either looked different or burned out.

As a liberal arts student, Yun Jiao couldn't help grinding her teeth as she looked at the thing that was burned and destroyed once again.

She doesn't believe her temper, she can't handle it!
Yun Jiao rolled up her robe with wide sleeves on both sides, tied it with a rope and hung it around her neck. Then she slammed the book containing the recipe for the ancient elixir onto the table and lowered her head to read.Well, first like this, then like this, then like this again... Okay!Again!
Moving the book aside, Yun Jiao cleaned the wooden table, carefully weighed the various ground powders with a spoon, and then added them little by little.

Then looking at the things that came out in the same proportions as the previous times, Yun Jiao was silent for a moment, and suddenly felt blessed.

If you add a little more saltpeter powder, will it be enough?

Thinking of this, Yun Jiao weighed a little more saltpeter powder with a spoon, put it inside, then took out the fuse she made, took out the fire stick to light it, and quickly stood aside.

A moment later, there was a loud bang and a loud explosion in the room, and thick white smoke came out of the entire room.

This sound not only frightened Fusu and Gan Luo, who were hiding outside and watching, but also frightened the Heibingtai shadow guard who was secretly keeping an eye on Yun Jiao and almost fell from the darkness.

In addition to them, Ying Zheng, who came over in a hurry, happened to hear the sound. He was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked over and found that the place where the smoke was coming out was the kitchen, and his expression suddenly changed.

"Where is Yun Jiao?" Ying Zheng stepped forward quickly, pulled the two young boys who had not yet recovered to their side, and asked with a frown.

"Sister...Sister seems to be still inside." Fusu came back to his senses and pointed blankly at the house.

Ying Zheng's pupils shrank and he almost subconsciously ran towards the kitchen.

But after taking a few steps, the door was pushed open unexpectedly.

Yun Jiao ran out with a gray face, coughing and waving the smoke in front of her.

[I blanched it, and the gunpowder came out. I almost smoked it and walked to see my grandma. 】

[There is a saying that the ventilation is really bad. 】

[Hey, Brother Zheng? 】

Yun Jiao regained her composure and grinned when she saw Ying Zheng: "Big——"

Before he finished speaking, Ying Zheng suddenly stepped forward quickly, pulled her over, looked her up and down, made sure she was fine, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Jiao looked at Ying Zheng in confusion. She remembered that she had made such a big noise and realized something. She suddenly touched her nose in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, I..."

"Fu Su, Gan Luo, please step back first." Ying Zheng suddenly opened his lips, his voice was low and seemed a little hoarse.

Just as Fusu was about to ask questions, the discerning Gan Luo quickly pulled Fusu away, along with the Black Ice Terrace Shadow Guard hiding in the dark.

My dear, what did the goddess tinker with? This loud bang almost scared his heart out.

Seeing that there was no one around, Ying Zheng lowered his head and looked at Yun Jiao. Seeing the ash on her face, Ying Zheng subconsciously reached out to wipe it for her.

But then he remembered something, and Ying Zheng's hand jumped over the dirty cheek, and then gently touched the top of her hair.

Yun Jiao: "!!"

[The ancestor touched my head again! 】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuntuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.Who understands, the ancestors are killed by touching their heads! 】

【Juejuezi! 】

Ying Zheng's eyes dimmed, he retracted his hand, looked down at the person in front of him, and said in a very soft voice: "I don't need you to do these things for me, you just need..."

Just stay safe and healthy by my side, that's fine.

Yun Jiao was stunned.

[Those time-traveling girls are all doing these things, but why are they different when they come to my place? 】

(End of this chapter)