Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Chapter 166 External Expansion

"Greetings to the First Emperor."

As Ying Zheng walked along, the servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion bowed to him one after another.

The furnishings in the Prime Minister's Mansion have not changed in the past few years. It is still the same as when Wu An Jun was in power, except that it has been renovated over the years.

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

Zhang Yuanqing received the news and came out to greet Ying Zheng before he reached the study.

Ying Zheng took two quick steps forward and helped Zhang Yuanqing up, just like he did back then.

"Right Prime Minister, why do you have to do this? Get up quickly."

"Your house hasn't changed at all."

After Zhang Yuanqing stood up, the two did not go into the study, but waved away other people, and the king and his minister strolled in the courtyard.

When I walked to the place where Zhang Yuanqing often rested, I found that the tables and chairs were very clean, and there was a lounge chair next to it.

"Your Majesty, please take a seat."

"Everything in this mansion is excellent, there is no need to change anything."

"Besides, these are just external things, why should we care too much about them?"

As he spoke, Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand and asked Qingque to bring a pot of tea.

He poured a glass for Ying Zheng as calmly as when they first met.

Ying Zheng did not speak immediately. He glanced at Zhang Yuanqing, picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Sometimes I am very curious about what could catch your eye."

Zhang Yuanqing put down the teacup and laughed heartily.

"Your Majesty, it's not that I don't have something to please me. I also enjoy the many conveniences that power brings."

"But I will not lose myself in power."

"Zhang Qing feels that I have lost myself in the power I have gained."

The king's majesty almost made Zhang Yuanqing lose control of himself.

However, Zhang Yuanqing knew that these words had to be said today.

"Yes."

"Your Majesty, you have begun to lose yourself in power and your true nature."

"Your Majesty, now no court official dares to disobey your orders. This is not a long-term solution for a country."

"Just as academic prosperity can only be achieved through the contention of a hundred schools of thought, the dominance of one school of thought is a sign of failure."

"Your Majesty, you are a wise king. You are kind to your people and generous to your loyal ministers. I am honored to serve such a wise ruler as Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Yuanqing, his trusted minister, and remained silent for a long time.

"My Right Prime Minister is indeed very courageous."

Zhang Yuanqing stood up and bowed, "I have overstepped my bounds today. Your Majesty, please punish me."

Ying Zheng stood up and held up Zhang Yuanqing's arms with both hands.

"What crime have you committed?"

Then he laughed out loud.

The king and his ministers sat down again.

"The Qin State, having fought for six generations, finally unified the world. I have fulfilled the legacy of my ancestors. I have indeed been too complacent during this period."

Hearing Ying Zheng say these words in such a calm tone, Zhang Yuanqing was filled with admiration.

A king, especially one who has just unified the world, who can frankly say that he is too complacent, is an extraordinary king.

"Your Majesty is being modest. This is human nature."

"There's no need to do this, Mr. Zhang."

"Today, you refuted my decision in the palace, and I am furious."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled, unconcerned. "But Your Majesty has not punished me. This is Your Majesty's greatest wisdom."

Ying Zheng also laughed.

"It's always beneficial to chat with Zhang Qing."

"No wonder Fusu always likes to talk about Zhang Qing."

"The eldest prince is intelligent and eager to learn, and he is personally taught by the king. As a teacher, I don't have much to teach you."

The emperor and his minister seemed to have returned to the tenth year of Zheng Zheng, when the First Emperor was still the King of Qin and Zhang Yuanqing was still the right prime minister.

The two chatted until the end of the Xu hour, and then the First Emperor left the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

Upon learning that His Majesty had gone to the Right Prime Minister's residence, all the court officials were worried about the Right Prime Minister, fearing that he would be punished by the King.

Everyone at home had figured out how to plead for the Right Prime Minister.

However, as time passed, no news came out from the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. It was not until late at night that the news of the king's departure was heard.

All the court officials sighed in their hearts, the Right Prime Minister is still the Right Prime Minister, we are not as good as him.

When His Majesty left, Qingque brought in the medicine that had been heated several times. Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand and said, "Take it away. We won't need it."

Qingque was confused and looked at the Marquis before leaving.

"Father, how is the teacher's health?"

Fusu had been waiting for Ying Zheng to return in Zhangtai Palace, and had already thought about how he would plead for mercy if his father punished his teacher.

However, no matter how long I waited, my father never came back.

There was no dinner and I have been waiting here hungry until now.

Ying Zheng glanced at Fusu and asked, "How could you not know whether your teacher is okay or not?"

Hearing this, Fusu felt relieved.

Then he looked at his father in surprise.

Father is very different.

At least it's very different from this time.

Perhaps Fusu's gaze was too focused, so Ying Zheng glared at his son: "Why are you looking at me?"

Fusu carefully withdrew his gaze and said, "No, I just think you are particularly different today."

Ying Zheng paused, then sat down. "Have you finished handling government affairs?"

"Everything has been taken care of. Please take a look, Father."

Ying Zheng glanced at the memorial but did not open it.

"Now that we've finished, go back and rest."

"promise."

After Fusu left, Ying Zheng sighed.

"Even Fusu feels that I have changed."

It was late at night and the city of Xianyang fell into silence.

The crescent moon playfully changed its position, and the light of the morning sun gently fell on the eaves.

"kill"

"kill"

On the Korean battlefield, the Qin army, led by Li Mu, was invincible.

Wherever they went, the bandits had nowhere to hide.

"General, how come we haven't encountered a decent army yet after reaching this point?"

Meng Tian wiped the blood off his sword, and his originally tough face became much rougher due to marching and fighting.

"General, what should we do with these people? Should we take them back?"

After settling the captives, Xian Jue walked over and asked.

"Bring back."

Li Mu answered without even thinking.

Although these people cannot be compared with the Huns, it is still good to raise some cattle and sheep.

It can also be regarded as waste utilization.

"promise."

"They don't have sophisticated weapons, so they're naturally no match for us."

Li Mu glanced at Meng Tian. This kid has been very arrogant these days and needs a blow.

"Have you ever thought about the consequences if we exchange weapons?"

The smile on Meng Tian's face gradually faded.

He looked at the sword in his hand.

Seeing Meng Tian like this, Li Mu said no more and turned to leave.

The army rested for a few days, and Li Mu led his men to continue advancing.

Your Majesty, oh, it is His Majesty who is now called the First Emperor. In order to congratulate His Majesty on unifying the world, taking this land is the best gift he offers to His Majesty.

Of course, there were other generals fighting outside who had the same idea as Li Mu.

Generals like Tu Sui, Ma Xing, and Wang Jian also led their armies in frantic battles on the grasslands.

We must take this place to celebrate for His Majesty.

For a time, the morale of the Qin army was high, and the Qiang, Di, Bai Ma and Yelang dared not fight against them.

They all rode their horses and fled.

However, the Qin army's bows and crossbows did not give them this opportunity.

Batches of tall and strong captives were sent to Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao, who had become darker and thinner, happily received prisoners every day and then arranged for them to build roads.

Now the road from Xianyang to Hanzhong is almost completed, but this is far from enough.