"Your Majesty, you are confused!!" Yang Duanhe cried out indignantly, "Does a mere small country even deserve to trade with my Qin state?"

Uh-huh? ?

What's going on?

How could I have been so confused?

Ying Zheng was full of questions, his face full of doubt. How could you, Yang Duanhe, a big, burly warrior who only knows how to kill and fight, accuse me of being confused?

"Tell me, tell me, how exactly did I become so confused?!"

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's question, Yang Duanhe was not afraid at all and immediately replied, "Your Majesty, in this business, there must be a seller for there to be a buyer."

"It's true that we made money selling our goods to these small countries, but we also paid a price, at the very least the people suffered!"

"They're just a small country, they have no soldiers, no people, all they have is money!"

"This time, Commandant Wei led his troops into battle and annihilated the states of Wei and Han. I feel enlightened and have come to understand a truth!"

Seeing his serious expression, Ying Zheng became interested. "Oh, what profound insights has our General Yang come up with?"

"Truth and power reside only on the edge of the sword!"

"The weak are vulnerable to being bullied, and the weak who also have money are committing an even greater crime!"

"Our Qin state is now so powerful, dominating the world. Who dares to disobey us?"

At this point, Yang Duanhe suddenly exuded an aura of domineering arrogance and coldly shouted, "Your Majesty, can't my Qin Kingdom make money without putting in any effort?!"

What the hell?

Ying Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted sharply, realizing that he had made a mistake and had forgotten about this matter.

His heart skipped a beat, and he nodded without any surprise, "General, what you say makes sense, truly insightful!"

have to.

This is the magnanimity of a wise and ambitious emperor!

Whenever it comes to expanding territory, he'll greet people with a smile even if they slap him twice.

I don't think so!

Just then, a mocking voice suddenly rang out in the hall, "General Yang speaks with righteous indignation, why not just end it all?"

The crowd looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the speaker was the wicked man, which immediately aroused their curiosity.

When Yang Duanhe's secret was exposed, he immediately showed a hint of awkwardness and helplessness. He tried to appear calm and said, "Commander of the Guards, you are now considered the head of the military generals. Do you not want to interfere in these small countries?"

"I am an honest and upright man, and I never hide anything in my actions!" The wicked man stood up, walked over to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Gentlemen, I will translate for General Yang!"

"What he said, inside and out, all meant the same thing!"

The crowd immediately became interested and began to clamor, "May I ask, Commandant Wei, what does this mean?!"

"Ha ha!"

The wicked man burst into laughter, pointing a finger at Yang Duanhe's lower body, "I'm a lecherous bastard, I've been lusting after him!"

Upon hearing this, the sound in the hall paused for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

When Yang Duanhe realized that her secret had been exposed by her wicked husband, she immediately showed a look of shame, and a faint blush appeared on her dark, rugged face.

"Commander, your words are too much!" Yang Duanhe was filled with shame and anger, and immediately retorted, "Am I, Yang Duanhe, the kind of person who would covet petty gains?"

"Your Majesty, look at General Yang's expression. It's clear I've hit the nail on the head," the wicked husband replied unhurriedly, a mocking smile on his face.

"Hmph, what do you know, you little brat? Once I show you what it's like to be a pro, I guarantee you'll be clamoring to conquer these little countries!" Yang Duanhe simply stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table, looking as tough as a mule.

"Alright, both generals, let's stop arguing." Ying Zheng waved his hand, signaling the two to cease their dispute. "General Yang, such a sudden declaration of war is unreasonable!"

"You're not worried about having these dancers... what about us?" Yang Duanhe, perhaps emboldened by alcohol, dared to mutter a complaint about Ying Zheng.

What the hell?

When Ying Zheng realized that his thoughts had been exposed by this blockhead, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed. "Well, I am the ruler of a country, and my ambition to conquer the east has not yet been fulfilled. How could I be obsessed with women?"

"Then this humble general thanks Your Majesty!"

Yang Duanhe suddenly bowed solemnly and said loudly, "Your Majesty's hard work in governing the country truly moves this humble general. As the saying goes, one who eats the king's food should be loyal to the king, and it is the duty of a subject to share the king's burdens."

"Since that's the case, these women from other races... this humble general is willing to share Your Majesty's burdens!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present, including the wicked husband, cursed Yang Duanhe in their hearts for being shameless, and Ying Zheng even wished he could draw his sword and chop off the dog's head.

Even if I'm busy with national affairs, does that mean I can't even have a private life?

Ying Zheng's eyes turned unfriendly, but Yang Duanhe was as stubborn as a mule, determined to go down a dark path, and stood still, unmoved.

"No!"

"General Yang, as a military officer, needs to train his body every day to maintain his martial arts skills. This is a knife that can cut to the bone, so why don't I take over?"

At this moment, a civil official stepped forward, his face filled with righteous indignation. Anyone who didn't know his status would praise him for his loyalty and courage.

"You bunch of civil servants are the most shameless! Look at your slender frame, don't work yourself to death on your stomach. Let me do it!"

"I'll do it!"

"......"

The crowd refused to yield, arguing endlessly over these foreign women, plunging the Zhangtai Palace into chaos.

Ying Zheng looked at his wicked husband with pleading eyes, feeling a pang of regret. If he had known these women were so alluring, he wouldn't have let Wu Shi Luo bring them here. Wouldn't it have been better to keep them in the harem and watch them himself?

"Ahem, everyone!" The wicked man cleared his throat, and everyone immediately quieted down.

Seeing this, Yang Duanhe whispered a promise: "Commander of the Guards, after we destroy these small countries, you can have 10% of the beautiful women, and we can each have one or two."

"Twenty percent!"

The wicked husband swallowed back what he was about to say and quietly held up two fingers to indicate the words.

"make a deal!"

Without saying a word, Yang Duanhe nodded in agreement.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, in my opinion..." the wicked man drawled, causing everyone to hold their breath in surprise.

"Once the banquet is over, I will lead my troops on a westward expedition!"

Ying Zheng rolled his eyes, almost fainting from anger at his wicked husband's words. Wasn't this just nonsense?

"Oh, Commandant, you are mistaken!" Yang Duanhe said with a look of pity, "Commander, you have just returned victorious from the expedition, how can you be so overworked!"

"How about... we set off early tomorrow morning, with this humble general accompanying us, so that it will be easier to take care of the Commandant of the Guards!"

The wicked man nodded slightly. "Hmm, I think that's a good idea. Let's leave first thing tomorrow morning! After we've robbed them... uh... wiped them out, we'll come back as soon as possible."

"Nonsense!"

Ying Zheng slammed his hand heavily on the table and shouted, "How can matters of state be treated like child's play? The territories of Wei and Han have not yet been fully recovered. How can we allow you to fight westward?"

Seeing the dejected expressions on everyone's faces, he quickly added, "Even if we're going to fight... we should wait until things are stable in Wei and Han next year."

"Then let's follow Your Majesty's suggestion and deal with him next year!"