After the La Festival, Chen Ying ushered in the first snow of winter.

The snowflakes were floating, and after a night, Chen Ying covered him with a thick layer of snow.

Auspicious snow indicates a good harvest, which is a good sign.

Thinking of the good city guarding next year, strong hope arose in the hearts of the people of Chen County.

During this winter's farming, Meng Tian's General's Mansion was responsible for distributing seeds. In addition to training, Qin soldiers helped a lot.

The winter farming in Chen County was not delayed.

The war between Qin and Chu has temporarily stabilized and no large-scale military operations have been carried out.

Xiang Yan was asking the King of Chu to mobilize reinforcements, but Meng Tian was implementing the plan to destroy Chu.

Chen Ying's general's mansion was responsible for meeting guests. At this time, the fire was raging, filled with warmth.

It turned out that Meng Tian was meeting the guests.

"Is it still a habit for the young master to live here?"

Meng Tian sat in the main seat, smiling and looking kindly at the children in the guest seat.

The child was about six years old and looked timid, looking at the food on the table from time to time, his eyes showing hunger and thirsty.

"You can eat the food here as much as you like, and I'm responsible for it."

Meng Tian understood what children think, and when he was a child, he was always greedy and liked to play.

When Mi Tong heard Meng Tian say this, she smiled happily and wanted to stretch out her hands to pull the chicken legs in front of her.

"Ahem—"

A cough sounded from behind Mi Tong at the right time. Mi Tong stretched out his hands and had to withdraw it in a bad mood and look at the old man behind him.

The old man has gray hair and beard, and is quite old. He is leaning on a cane, has wrinkles on his face, and is weathered.

"The young master is the king of Chu, and he has a body of gold that must be followed by the etiquette."

Qu Jian paused slightly, said, but his eyes looked at Meng Tian.

Qu Jian was a eunuch in the palace of the Chu King. He had no name and people called him Qu Jian. Over time, he himself recognized this name.

"Meng Bao, arrange a waiter for Mr. Mi." Meng Tian did not mind the stubbornness of Qu Jian.

The State of Chu accepted the Central Plains culture, absorbed the content of the Zhou rituals, and emphasized that gentlemen stayed away from the kitchen.

When Mi Tong was among the refugees, Qu Jian didn't care about Mi Tong doing it himself. But Meng Tian sent someone to find Mi Tong and took them to Chen Ying. Qu Jian had to ask Mi Tong according to the standards of the prince and grandson.

Soon, a twelve or thirteen-year-old waiter approached Mi Tong's table and cut meat and poured wine for Mi Tong.

It’s true that with the waiter serving, Mi Tong seemed to have a trace of the noble character of a young master.

"General Meng worked hard to find Mr. Mi, probably not just for good wine and meat, right?"

Mi Tong enjoyed the delicious food with relish. He was still young and knew nothing.

Qu Guan, who was responsible for taking care of Mi Tong, took on the role of guardian at this time.

"Qu Jian should not be so resentful. Look at Mr. Mi's complexion, it looks much rosier than when I found him."

Jing Su on the right side of the hall raised his wine glass and signaled from afar: "Mr. Mi follows my general, at least he has no worries about food and clothing. What else is there to be dissatisfied with Qu Jian?"

Qu Jian flipped his loose eyelids and glanced at Jing Su, which was very meaningful.

No matter what, Qu Jian was also a person who had been in the Chu Palace, so he would not believe Jing Su's words.

The Qin people came to Mi Tong because they thought Mi Tong was still valuable.

"I am so old that I eat more meat than you do. What are your ideas? Tell me directly?"

The only bloodline of King You of Chu was Mi Tong. In any case, Qu Jian wanted to ensure that Mi Tong could travel safely throughout his life.

The Chu royal family named their descendants, with the direct surname Xiong and the concubine's son Mi. Mi Tong was living outside and could not inherit the throne, so he followed the surname Mi.

"Haha, where did Qu Jian say it."

Meng Tian smiled and comforted Qu Jian's emotions.

When Jing Su sent someone to invite Mi Tong to Chen Ying, his methods were too fierce.

Qu Jian Yixin took Mi Tong to retreat, so he naturally did not want to be in the vortex. The dark eagle sent out was not the most beautiful urban management that paid attention to civilized law enforcement, but directly tied it back.

"The current Chu King Fu Chu usurped the throne, fond of his brother and sister-in-law, did not respect etiquette, did not practice benevolence and righteousness, and became famous. Our Qin State decided to use troops to Chu State after the beginning of the spring of the next year and deposed Fu Chu's throne."

Meng Tian stared at Qu Jian and spoke slowly.

These things were not fabricated by Meng Tian, ​​but were true. The throne inheritance of Chu State has always been accompanied by bloody killings. It is not new to seize the throne between father and son and brother.

After entering the Warring States Period, the throne inherited from Chu State seemed much more stable, and there was no coup that openly killed the king. It was precisely because of this that Fu Chu killed Xiong Han, which made people feel a little abrupt.

After eating the chicken legs, Mi Tong raised her head, sometimes looking at Meng Tian, ​​sometimes looking at Qu Jian.

Mi Tong had no impression of King Chu Fu Chu or something. He just felt that the dialogue in the hall was much beyond his understanding.

"Oh, the Chu people decided on the matters of Chu."

Qu Jian sighed. At this time, he didn't understand what Meng Tian was thinking, so he stayed in the palace for many years.

"That's why I sent someone to find Mr. Mi and wanted to ask the prince what he thought."

Meng Tian said, Young Master Mi, but his eyes were fixed on Qu Jian.

Mi Tong opened his ignorant eyes and looked around, not understanding his own situation at all.

Qu Jian looked at Meng Tian with a plain face, and then looked at Jing Su who was tasting wine. He frowned and fell into a battle between heaven and man.

Jing Su's eyes never left Qu Jian, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

Whether this murderous intent can be released depends on Mi Tong's choice.

Mi Tong’s choice is actually Qu Jian’s choice.

"Can the general fulfill my wish with the entrusted entrusted by the former king and raised the young master to grow up?"

After a while, Qu Jian spoke happily.

"My king is not a person who kills indiscriminately." Meng Tian said seriously, "The last kings of the three kings of Han, Zhao and Wei are all living well now. Mr. Mi is not an enemy of my Qin State, so there is no need to worry about Mr. Mi's safety."

Qu Jian was worried that after Mi Tong was involved in the vortex of attacking Chu, Meng Tianhui would abandon Mi Tong later.

Meng Tian's words dispelled Qu Jian's doubts. In Chen Ying these days, he did inquire about the Qin army did not kill heavily after conquering the six Shandong countries.

"I'm relieved, so I'm relieved." Qu Jian nodded slightly, "Now please ask General Meng about the young master's thoughts?"

When the Qin army attacked Chu, Qu Jian did not intend to make any effort. He only needed to take good care of Mi Tong as he accepted the orphanage.

"Mr. Mi is still a child. Don't you think it's too much to talk about military and national affairs with a child?"

The wine glass in Jing Su's subordinates felt a little fooled.

Qu Jian said this aloud, and finally pushed everything to a child, which looked down on others too much.

"Haha, it is his blessing to Xiong Han who can have a loyal minister like you."

Meng Tian pointed at Qu Jian with a calm face and shook his head with a wry smile. However, Qu Jian's non-cooperation is not a problem Meng Tian.

"Young master, do you want to eat chicken legs every day in the future? Play with the beautiful little girl?"

Meng Tian left the seat, walked to Mi Tong, squatted down, and asked with a smile.

"think."

Mi Tong nodded hurriedly.

"Then do you want to listen to me?"

"Um."

Mi Tong nodded again.

Meng Tian looked at Qu Jian with a gray face and spread his hands: "Look, Mr. Mi's idea has been confirmed, it's that simple..."
Chapter completed!