Ying Zheng thought for a moment: "Very well. I'll leave this matter to you. However..."

He gave his wicked husband a meaningful look: "Don't tell Fusu yet. Otherwise, he'll start demanding the big bird from the south and pester you all day long."

The wicked man chuckled sheepishly, "Your Majesty is right. That child has given me quite a hard time these past few days. A few days ago he insisted on hearing stories of war, and today he's been pestering me about things in the south..."

"Isn't this perfect?" Ying Zheng suddenly laughed. "Otherwise, would you have even considered taking action against Baiyue?"

"Huh?" The wicked husband was taken aback. "But..."

"It's alright," Ying Zheng waved his hand. "When I was a hostage in Zhao, I didn't even have the chance to learn. Now that we have the opportunity, it's only natural that Fusu should learn more."

The wicked husband shook his head helplessly.

"By the way," Ying Zheng suddenly said, "if we were to send an envoy, what gifts should we prepare?"

"Well..." the wicked man blinked, "I was thinking, should we take our newly developed glass and show it off?"

"Glass?"

"That's right!" the wicked man exclaimed, perking up. "Just think, this glass is crystal clear, even more beautiful than jade. They've definitely never seen anything like it in Southern Vietnam. We'll make a fortune and show off a bit!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ying Zheng glared at him: "You certainly know how to show off."

"What do you call showing off?" the wicked husband said innocently. "Look, our Great Qin can even create transparent stones. Instead of staying at home, we should go out and broaden others' horizons."

Ying Zheng chuckled, "You're all talk. Go ahead and get this arranged. I want to see what tricks this Yi Yusong has up his sleeve."

The wicked husband excused himself, a smile still on his face.

This trip was worthwhile; things in South Vietnam are finally looking up.

"Grand Commandant!" Zhang Erhe greeted him, "How is it?"

"Let's get that mission we formed before ready," the wicked man said with a mysterious smile.

Where to?

"Nan Yue!" The wicked man patted his shoulder. "Go and choose some rare and precious items for our little crown prince. And while you're at it..."

He lowered his voice: "And while you're at it, find out exactly what's going on over there. Especially the navy, make sure you get a clear picture of them."

Zhang Erhe immediately understood: "The Grand Commandant means..."

"Wait," the wicked man interrupted him, "Let's get this mission's business sorted out first. As for the rest..."

He gazed south, a cold glint in his eyes: "Let's take it slow!"