"Report—"

On the first day of July, the sky had just brightened, and outside Hangu Pass, the Qin army messenger from the east was welcomed.

The Qin army messenger was carrying a small black flag on his back, and he whipped the horse hard, whipping the mount under his crotch, with joy on his face.

People like messengers who can bring good news, and the King of Qin is no exception.

Although the messenger did not see the content of the bamboo slips on his waist, he witnessed the war under Daliang City with his own eyes and was convinced that what Wang Ben asked him to send back to Xianyang was definitely not bad news.

Not everyone's turn to conquer the Wei Kingdom and rush back to Xianyang to report victory.

The messenger wished that the war horse would have wings, and immediately appeared in front of the King of Qin and received generous rewards.

Ren Xiao, the guardian of Hangu Pass, checked the letter talismans in the hand of the messenger and ordered the guardians to let go.

After the messenger changed his horse, he left without a trace, leaving behind a look of sadness.

"A real man should bring 100,000 troops and fight on the battlefield, rather than guarding this Hangu Pass, which is deserted and cannot even see the shadow of the enemy."

No one heard Ren Xiao's sigh, only the deserted Hangu Pass wall. The mountains and forests on both sides of the road were heard from time to time, which was a response to Ren Xiao's unfulfilled ambitions.

South Korea was not destroyed, and Qin State was still worried that the Korean army would attack Hangu Pass.

Now the Qin army is invincible, destroying Zhao in one battle, then destroying Han in another battle, besieging Daliang, and the front line has left the Qin land far away.

The Hangu Pass, the most powerful pass in the world, became the same idle as the Wu Pass guard.

Seeing the Qin army in Guanzhong leave the pass, his hairstyle and clothing change when he comes back, and his titles are rising steadily. In Ren Xiao's heart, there seem to be countless ants biting them.

"Wei State has been destroyed, and it will be Chu's turn next. No matter what I say, I will catch up with the war against Chu."

From the joy in the messenger's eyes, Ren Xiao guessed that the situation on the front line was settled. Looking at the Wei land in the east and then at the Chu land in the south, Ren Xiao punched the wall and made up his mind.

What Ren Xiao didn't know was that Tu Ju, the Wuguan Guard, who he disdained to compare with, got up early, looked in the direction of Nanjun, and clenched his fists tightly.

"In the battle against Chu, I would rather be a front pawn than continue to waste my time in Wuguan."

The Qin army's troops were moving forward. Seeing that the six Shandong countries fell one after another in front of the Qin army, the Qin generals who had not yet made achievements could not sit still.

The sunrise is about to enter, and the sky in the east, a red sun slowly rises, illuminating the blue sky.

Under the service of Shangyi Order, Ying Zheng first put on his inner clothes, then on his pants, and according to etiquette, he put on the monarch's dress one by one, finally tied his belt and carried a crown.

It takes at least half an hour to wear clothes every day.

"This royal suit is still too cumbersome and must be simplified."

Seeing that Shang Yi ordered two eunuchs and six palace maids, who were busy with work, and finally met the requirement of going out without losing etiquette, Ying Zheng felt a sense of gloom in his heart.

Time is life, but he has no extra time and is wasted on tedious clothes and etiquette.

With this time, it’s better to read a few more memorials.

In Ying Zheng's eyes, the Qin etiquette, which has been passed down from the Western Zhou Dynasty and has been greatly simplified, is not simple enough and easy to implement.

Etiquette is to facilitate people.

Ying Zheng agreed with this sentence from the bottom of his heart.

"The king, the ministers entered Xianyang Palace one after another, and the dynasty meeting was about to begin."

The eunuch made Zhao Gaoxiao bow his head, his face extremely respectful, and he did not dare to look up at the man in front of him.

The Qin army was invincible and destroyed Zhao, Han and Yan and other countries one after another, which was far beyond the expectations of the Qin people.

No one expected that in the era of King Zhao, the repeated tug-of-warming situation came to Ying Zheng's hands, as if it was destroyed and destroyed. Without any effort, King Zhao became a prisoner at the ranks.

Ying Zheng, who achieved all these achievements, was becoming more and more powerful. Zhao Gao felt respect and a little afraid from the bottom of his heart.

"Yeah, get ready to go."

Ying Zheng turned around and faced the door of the bedroom. He raised his hands flat and his wide sleeves naturally hang down, level with his waist.

The two palace maids quickly stepped forward, stretched out their white jade-like hands, and gently brushed them, like an iron passing by. Ying Zheng's robe became even more flat without a trace of wrinkles.

Two eunuchs carried the palace chariot and placed it carefully on the ground. Ying Zheng waved his hands and sat on it.

After leaving the palace gate, the eunuch Zhao Gao, who was waiting outside the gate, led the palace maids and eunuchs to follow the palace chariot and slowly headed towards Xianyang Palace.

Crossing the corridor, walking through the rockery garden, Ying Zheng's palace chariot, and came to the back hall of Xianyang Palace.

The palace maid stepped forward to help Ying Zheng walk down the palace chariot and sorted out Ying Zheng's robe again.

Shang Yiling personally took out a bronze round mirror the size of a dough fan from the wooden tray in the hands of a palace maid and respectfully held it in front of Ying Zheng.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the etiquette, Ying Zheng nodded slightly.

In the Qin Dynasty, there were many ministers who valued the etiquette of the monarch. A few trivial matters about etiquette would also be waiting for their memorials.

"The king arrived-"

Zhao Gao took a step forward, walked into Xianyang Palace, and sang loudly to the Qin ministers who were respectfully arranged on both sides.

But before he could say polite words to the ministers, he was interrupted by a loud voice.

"Good news on the front line!"

The messenger walked into the gate of Xianyang Palace with a small black flag on his back. Thinking of the bluestone steps in front of the palace, he walked towards him, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, shouting loudly while running:

"King, good news on the front line!"

"Good news on the front line? Could it be that General Wang has captured Daliang?"

"Luckily, I read the Japanese books last night and knew that today was a good day to meet!"

"The Wei Kingdom has been destroyed, and there is no more conflict in the Central Plains."

The messenger climbed up the steps and knelt in front of the hall. The minister came to take away the good news from the messenger.

The Qin military law stipulates that no one can stop messengers coming back from the front line and can go straight to the front.

"Congratulations to the King! Congratulations to the King!"

Ying Zheng quickly learned about the messenger's movement, but he stepped forward steadily, sat on the throne, and calmly accepted the congratulations from his ministers, as if everything was under control.

Zhao Gao was accompanying the left head of the throne, quietly looking up at the messenger kneeling outside the hall gate, a little displeased.

Today, Zhao Gao's limelight was completely taken away by the messenger.

"The conquering the Wei Kingdom is the common contribution of all my beloved ministers and I. This good news also belongs to all my beloved ministers here."

Ying Zheng took the good news from the minister's hand, looked through it, and nodded secretly.

The Qin army not only captured Daliang, but also suffered casualties, which were greatly beyond Ying Zheng's expectations.

After the Qin army besieged the city and adopted the plan to flood the Liang, there were almost no casualties. In this way, the arrangement of destroying Chu would not be greatly affected.

If the Qin army suffered too much casualties in Wei, it would inevitably go through a long period of renovation.

"The messenger came all the way, and it was a hard time to get a reward of thousands of dollars."

Ying Zheng noticed Wang Ben's time of writing, and after he estimated in his heart that the messenger in front of him was dedicated and did not waste any time.

This is the Qin soldiers that Ying Zheng admires.

After receiving the messenger, Ying Zheng's eyes swept over the ministers in the hall and spoke slowly:

"Today's court meeting, first discuss, what should we do next for our Qin State after the demise of Wei State?"
Chapter completed!