The next morning.

The first rays of morning light shone through the glass window into the dim interior, bringing some light.

On the messy bed, a graceful woman was sleeping on her side, still sound asleep, with only the sound of her shallow breathing.

She was leaning in the arms of a tall and strong man, his big hands tightly around her waist, his head buried in his soft chest, sleeping soundly.

The two people have a big difference in body size and their positions are reversed, which originally made it a very strange scene.

I don’t know if it’s because the morning light is too warm, or the tender affection between the two is too touching, this scene is like a beautiful picture of a peaceful time.

A quarter of an hour later, Ying Zheng's biological clock woke him up.

He slowly opened his eyes, his pupils still covered with a layer of mist, but it soon disappeared, revealing a sharp edge.

My mind was in a mess, with complicated thoughts flying around.

Fortunately, the softness and familiar fragrance beside him made him subconsciously relax.

Ying Zheng adjusted his position, held the petite girl in his arms, and then began to sort out his memories of last night.

Most people feel more or less embarrassed when recalling their drunken words and actions.

Even the dignified and prudent emperor was no exception.

Recalling the scenes of last night, Ying Zheng felt mixed emotions.

How could he, a man of eight feet tall and a ruler of a country who was ruthless in killing, be called that?

Really, really...

"How shameful."

The majestic and dignified emperor frowned and rebuked softly, his face full of disapproval, but a hint of unconscious gentle smile appeared in his phoenix eyes.

The woman in his arms seemed to be disturbed, her brows slightly furrowed, and she whimpered in dissatisfaction.

Ying Zheng pursed his thin lips silently, then stretched out his big hand and patted her back gently, coaxing her to sleep.

Seeing his wife's brows relax, he withdrew his hand and quietly looked at her peaceful sleeping face, with deep affection flowing in his eyes.

It is always easy to let your mind wander in a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Ying Zheng seemed to still hear the soft and sweet female voice, calling "baby" gently and dotingly.

The originally calm heart pool was disturbed again, causing ripples.

He lowered his eyelashes uncomfortably, silently digesting this strange emotion.

No one noticed that the ears, which were hidden by the black hair, turned a little red.

However, Ying Zheng was a shrewd emperor after all, and he calmed down after a few breaths.

He slowly got up, tucked in the quilt for his sleeping wife, dressed neatly and went out.

Today, there is another good show to be staged.

Chenshi, inside the post station.

The envoys who had been drunk last night had just woken up when they were startled out of their sleep by an imperial decree from the palace.

"Today at 9:00 PM, the Great Qin Empire will launch its first military exercise. Your Majesty invites all envoys to observe."

"Military exercises?"

The novel vocabulary confused most of the envoys, who almost thought they had learned the Central Plains dialect incorrectly.

However, some clever messengers figured out some of the meaning.

Could it be that the Qin Dynasty wants to demonstrate to them?

Faced with the doubts of the Western Regions delegation, the usher did not explain much. After informing them of the time and place, he hurriedly said goodbye.

Although the envoys did not understand what was going on, they did not dare to disobey the order of the King of Qin and could only quickly tidy up their appearance.

The sun was high in the sky, and an hour passed in a flash.

Shanglinyuan is a desolate and wild place.

In the spacious and open venue, there was a carefully constructed training platform in the center, and the outermost area was packed with people, a sea of ​​black people.

Among them were not only officials from the court and envoys from the Western Regions, but also respected people from all counties and prefectures across the country, as well as the people of the capital Xianyang.

A black Xuanniao flag was placed on the training platform, and something was placed on the open space in the middle. It was covered with black cloth, and only the general outline could be vaguely seen.

Some people wanted to get closer to take a closer look out of curiosity, but were stopped outside the cordon by fully armed soldiers.

The onlookers had to suppress their curiosity and discuss the matter in groups of three or four with the people around them.

"Hey, what on earth is this military exercise for?"

"Yes, even people from other counties came all the way here to watch. This is a bit too grand."

"I heard from my uncle's cousin's nephew that it seemed like they were showing off the might of our Great Qin army to those people from the Western Regions."

"Huh? Is that yellow-haired guy in front of us from the Western Regions?"

"I remember the doctor said yellowing hair is a sign of physical weakness."

"Is the Western Region so miserable? They can't even get enough to eat! Luckily, we were born in Daqin. Now we not only have rice to eat, but also meat and eggs."

The yellow-haired messenger listened to the crickets chirping behind him, veins popped out on his forehead, and he roared angrily in his heart.

His name is not Huangmao!

His name is Guli Alifu Pazile Baihetiyar Aizmati Mamati!

Also, how could he be so weak when he is so tall?

You are slandering, slandering!

He wants to report it to the King of Qin!

No one knows the grief and anger of the yellow-haired messenger.

The other messengers were all looking at the object covered with black cloth. Looking at the long cylindrical outline, they guessed that it should be the cannon they had seen with their own eyes.

However, they originally thought that the terrifyingly powerful cannon was the Qin Dynasty's trump card.

Unexpectedly, there are already ten statues on the stage.

Just as everyone was thinking about different things, a gorgeous and noble golden carriage slowly drove over, surrounded by a grand ceremonial guard.

When the loud shouts of "Your Majesty has arrived" were heard, the venue instantly became quiet and everyone knelt down to pay their respects.

"Your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked towards the center of the training platform with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his black and gold dragon robe making him look even more majestic and domineering. His sharp phoenix eyes swept over everyone, his voice deep and loud.

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