Ying Zichu hasn't entered the harem for a long time.

Ever since he sent Ying Zheng to Hangu Pass without the Empress Dowager Huayang's knowledge, he has never entered the harem again. He has been sleeping in the front hall these days.

Queen Mother Xia and Consort Zhao did not treat Ying Zichu well either. After all, in their eyes, Ying Zheng was much more important than Ying Zichu.

Ying Zheng had been gone for almost a month, and there was still no news coming back from Hangu Pass.

The people in Xianyang were in great anxiety. If it were not for Cai Ze and Meng Que, Ying Zichu would have died long ago.

He was a sickly man after all, and wouldn't last much longer. He'd been so busy fighting the war lately that his health was deteriorating. If it weren't for some valuables hanging on his shoulders, he'd probably be going to see King Xiaowen of Qin soon.

Ying Zichu rubbed his eyebrows and felt physically and mentally exhausted.

"Mengque, please come with me for a walk outside."

Meng Que responded and followed Ying Zichu out to relax.

There have been more and more unclean things in the palace in the past few days. Meng Que was worried and kept following Ying Zichu, fearing that Ying Zichu would die suddenly.

If no news comes from Hangu Pass, the turmoil in Xianyang will never be quelled.

After all, Ying Zichu has been on the throne for too short a time, otherwise a bunch of jumping clowns would not have been able to jump around for so long.

The sky outside the temple was still bright, and the sun was still casting its last rays of light.

The whole of Xianyang was bathed in dusk, looking a little late.

Ying Zichu walked slowly, and Meng Que followed him. Both the king and the minister were silent, no one spoke, and apart from walking, they seemed to have no other movements.

But the tranquility will eventually be broken.

Ying Zichu looked at Cai Ze and an unfamiliar soldier who were rushing towards him from a distance.

The soldier was covered in dust and his armor was stained with blood. He must have just returned from Hangu Pass.

Ying Zichu suddenly felt relieved, as if a huge stone had been lifted from his heart.

When it came to the real life-and-death moment, Ying Zichu relaxed.

"Your Majesty, this old minister greets you." After Cai Ze arrived, he quickly bowed, his old face full of joy.

When Ying Zichu looked at the overjoyed Cai Ze, he knew how the Battle of Hangu would go.

"There's no need to be so polite, Prime Minister Cai." Ying Zichu gestured to Meng Que to help Cai Ze up, and then looked at the soldier who had a look of admiration on his face.

When the soldier saw Ying Zichu looking at him, he immediately knelt on the ground and shouted, "I pay my respects to the heavens!"

Ying Zichu was stunned for a moment. After all, he had only been addressed as Prince, Your Majesty, and King. This was the first time he had heard of the title "Tian".

"Please get up quickly, brave man. But what happened in Hangu that made you come back to report?" Ying Zichu didn't bother with the title. The most important thing now was the matter of Hangu.

"A great victory was achieved at Hangu Pass. The Emperor captured 150,000 enemy soldiers and brought them all to Xianyang. Because I ran faster, the Emperor sent me here to complain to the Heavenly Emperor..."

The soldiers were still talking, but Ying Zichu could not hear them. The only words in his mind now were "great victory" and "150,000 enemy soldiers captured".

He originally thought that he had only defended Hangu Pass, but he never expected that he would actually win a great victory.

Could it be that I underestimated Mr. Bie?

Ying Zichu unconsciously began to have doubts in his heart, and he also made up his mind that Biao Gong should be given an important position.

"By the way, who is the emperor that Hanyong is talking about?" Seeing that Ying Zichu was so happy that he didn't even hear the whole sentence, Meng Que brought it up and asked.

"The Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven, the son of Heaven!" The soldiers looked at Ying Zichu with admiration. In their impression, the father is always more powerful than the son.

If Ying Zheng had such divine power, then wouldn’t Ying Zichu, as his father, be even more powerful?

Although the soldier spoke incoherently, the people present could understand him.

The Son of Heaven probably refers to Ying Zheng, and the Heaven refers to Ying Zichu!

In front of Handan, the capital of Zhao State, Qu Zheng came with a thick face as usual.

It was naturally impossible to agree to the conditions given by Lu Buwei the day before yesterday, but that did not prevent him from coming to discuss it again today.

What Qu Zheng didn't expect was that Lu Buwei was actually waiting for him in front of the tent, which made Qu Zheng a little panicked.

"Is Envoy Qu all right? Buwei is eagerly awaiting his arrival to continue the conversation."

Qu Zheng looked at Lu Buwei, who was smiling but not smiling, and felt even more panicked.

If he was really blocked in front of the tent today and thrown back to Handan, his head would be in danger.

"General, you are so polite. How could I have allowed you to wait here? It's freezing cold, and you're not staying in the tent to warm up, but are waiting for a poor person like me."

Lu Buwei naturally knew what Qu Zheng meant, but he just wanted to discuss it in detail in the account.

After all, being able to enter the account and not being able to enter the account are two different results.

If it is included in the account, it proves that they can continue to negotiate for a while. If it is not included in the account, it means that Qu Zheng can go back and be buried with Handan.

"Buwei was so confused that he actually forgot to invite the envoy to sit in the tent. Envoy Qu, please!"

Since Lu Buwei was willing to delay, he continued with what Qu Zheng said and motioned Qu Zheng to come into the tent for a detailed discussion.

Qu Zheng looked at the dark tent in front of him, and his heart, which had been relieved, began to lift again.

After all, there was something wrong with Lu Buwei's attitude, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

However, no matter what other ideas Lu Buwei had, Qu Zheng could only stick to it; this was his fate.

Meng Ao attacked for a whole day and night.

Although the 50,000 Qin soldiers behind him could not say anything, they were definitely extremely exhausted physically and mentally.

But, I still can't stop.

The news from Hangu Pass was unclear. If Meng Ao happened to be a step slower and Hangu Pass was broken, he would never forgive himself even if he died.

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