At the end of March, in late spring, the earth's atmosphere warms up, and when the sun shines in the sky, there is a hint of heat in the air.

The carriages of Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji were called out for a long time and finally appeared on the road outside the south gate of Handan City.

"The king is mighty, and he will win thousands of victories! He will win thousands of victories! He will win thousands of victories!"

Observing Ying Zheng's body at close range, the Qin soldiers seemed extremely excited.

At this time, Ying Zheng was only twenty-seven years old, looking young and full of energy. Standing on the special chariot, Ying Zheng had a long sword hanging around his waist, tall and upright, heroic and sharp eyes. Even though he was extremely cunning, he seemed a little excited at this moment.

This is my mighty army.

With such an army, why worry about not being able to realize the dream of unity in the world?

Thinking of his wandering life in Handan like a beggar in his early years, bound in the deep Qin Palace, like a puppet, and now he has defeated his old enemy, Zhao State, for hundreds of years, Ying Zheng seemed to feel that time was like a dream.

What would have happened if Zhao State detained Zhao Ji and his son and did not allow him to return to Qin State?

"Please invite the king to enter the city!"

Looking at the familiar city of Handan, Ying Zheng felt a little surprised. When Wang Ben, who was guarding him, turned sideways and reported, Ying Zheng took back his thoughts.

He looked around and outside the south gate of Handan City, Wang Jian, Meng Tian and others were respectfully standing by. Guo Kai, the surrendered minister of Zhao State, and others were slightly surprised on their faces. They quickly avoided Ying Zheng's gaze and lowered their heads again.

Zhao Qian, the last King of Zhao, had already secretly escorted to Xianyang. Thinking of Zhao Qian crawling in front of him and begging for mercy, Ying Zheng suddenly felt a sense of conquest.

The former down-and-out prince is now back as the king's honor.

I, Ying Zheng, are back!

If it weren't for the public's eyes, Ying Zheng really wanted to open his arms and whistle to the sky.

"The veteran general fought and fought in Zhao and realized the wishes of the three generations of the Qin kings. I am deeply pleased!"

Ying Zheng got off the chariot, and before Wang Jian could bow and salute, he stepped forward, holding Wang Jian's hands, and the cheerful voice suddenly spread from afar.

Meng Tian stood behind Wang Jian and found that Li Xin and other Qin generals beside him were shaking excitedly, even his breathing became heavier.

When will it be worthwhile to get such a help from the king?

Meng Tian also expressed her excitement on her face and said in her heart that Ying Zheng's leadership art has been more and more sophisticated.

In the three years since he took power, Ying Zheng has become more skilled in getting along with his ministers.

"The king trusts the old ministers so much, and they have no choice but to devote themselves to their own dedication."

Meng Tian looked around and saw that Wang Jian's body was trembling slightly, and his words were choked, and he almost threw himself into Ying Zheng's arms and cried.

Wang Jian, the old fox, is really an idol and powerful one.

At Wang Jian's age, how could Ying Zheng's performance touch him so much? Life is like a play, all depends on acting, and there is no need for acting between people.

At this moment, Meng Tian really admired Wang Jian. He was the first-class military service and knew how to protect himself. No wonder Confucian scholars in later generations praised Wang Jian, who conquered the five kingdoms, and did not add any bad reputation to him.

The poor thing is that his grandson Wang Li was slaughtered by Xiang Yu.

Ying Zheng condolences to the Qin generals who participated in the destruction of Zhao this time. When he arrived in front of Meng Tian, ​​Ying Zheng smiled with a playful smile: "Meng Tian, ​​when he returns to Xianyang, he is ready to ask someone to attack and attack Ke... Hahahaha..."

To defeat the Ke means to ask someone to be a matchmaker. The Book of Songs says: To defeat the Ke, to defeat the Ke, to defeat the axe, to marry a wife. How about getting married? To defeat the matchmaker cannot.

Ying Zheng joked about Meng Tian like this, but it was thought that he had received the instructions from Princess Ying Yan in the palace.

"Indeed, I was twenty-seven years old and not young. Many romantic stallions who returned to ancient times had already cultivated the garden of flowers and had a large group of children."

Meng Tian smiled knowingly, bowed and greeted the army, and responded: "After returning to Xianyang, Bing's father will definitely not disappoint the king."

"The general under my command is just a kind of genital, not silly!"

Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction. He admired Meng Tian's unparalleled but straightforward temperament very much. Unlike when he was in Xianyang, the ministers seemed tactful and tactful in front of him.

Many families have reached the age of marriage, and Zong Zheng, the royal family, proposed a marriage proposal. These people are obviously very happy, but they can't stop saying that the humble house is so cold. It's really hypocritical.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Meng Tian. Some people's eyes were envious, some people's hearts were jealous, and some people were gloating.

I don’t know how many people married a princess, but deep down in my heart, I once woke up with such a dream.

Of course, except for Princess Yingyan.

Even the Qin generals who had never entered the Xianyang Palace heard about it. Princess Yingyan did not have a wealthy mother's family, and she did not like to wear red clothes and armed forces, and she liked to dance swords and halberds. If she wanted to keep her warm, she would not have to fight.

But even such a powerless princess had a good relationship with Ying Zheng. She could really marry into the Meng family. The Meng family's status should be without any worries during Ying Zheng's lifetime.

Even if Ying Zheng is focusing on supporting the Wang family and his son, the Meng family will not be neglected.

"General Wang, don't you have a Changsun named Wang Li in your family? I think he is smart and diligent in martial arts and military skills, and he is quite like a father. When he reaches the age of marriage, my daughter has grown up."

Noting that Wang Ben was a little dissatisfied, Ying Zheng turned around and brought Wang Jian into the city, giving the Wang family a promise.

"I'm thanking the king for Li'er."

Wang Jian felt relieved and thought to himself, Wang Li is really lucky.

The Ying family is so beautiful and virtuous. During the Spring and Autumn Period, it was the object of the princes and countries competing for marriage. When they met with the Ying family, Wang Jian still yearned for marriage.

In this way, the wealth of the Wang family can be continued.

Looking at the history of Qin, only the princess was in trouble, but there was no princess yet, and the princess was in trouble.

Ying Zheng, Wang Jian and others entered the city, and Meng Tian arranged for his troops to return to the Xiazhuang military camp. Fortunately, there were not many people coming to participate in the inspection this time, so they did not take much time to dispatch it.

In Handan City, it belongs to the garrison of Wang Jian's army. Meng Tian did not want to make the situation so powerful that he took the limelight of the commander.

The rules of the workplace, whether in ancient times or modern times, are mostly the same.

Many people in ancient and modern times complain that their superiors are jealous of their talents. Many times, they may be too sharp.

Ask yourself, if it were not for the foundation laid by the three generations of the Meng family, it would be strange if Meng Tian was the only one army and not be jealous of others.

Those poor children suddenly reached a high position, but when the crisis came, no one came forward to guarantee it.

So, climbing too fast is sometimes really not a good thing.

Not long after Ying Zheng's car drove past, a golden cart led by four green horses slowly followed.

The late spring breeze blew, and the veil of the car window swung back and forth. Through the gaps in the car window, Meng Tian saw a look that looked a little old and melancholy.

The man in the car seemed to see Meng Tian, ​​and his eyes were filled with coldness.

Meng Tian retreated aside, waited for the car to pass by, and shook his head helplessly: "Although Ying Zheng did his best to the empress dowager, he did not forgive Zhao Ji in his heart. The broken mirror was reunited, and the scar was still there..."
Chapter completed!