After all the military exercises were completed, Meng Tian reorganized the soldiers' formations and led them to solemnly salute the black Xuanniao flag and their wise and mighty king again.

Their eyes were full of respect and enthusiasm, and they shouted in unison.

"Long live His Majesty! Long live the Empire!"

The resounding oath broke the silence in the venue and stirred up huge waves in everyone's hearts.

Today's scenes shocked the people of Daqin, and at the same time, they also gave rise to an unprecedented sense of pride, honor and belonging.

Their empire was prosperous and powerful.

They will always be proud of being the people of Daqin.

Everyone's face flushed with excitement, their blood boiled and burned in their chests, and the excitement that had been accumulating in their hearts for a long time was eager to be vented.

The next moment, all the people of the Qin Dynasty, young or old, from which county or prefecture they came, shouted in unison.

"Long live His Majesty!"

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live His Majesty!"

"Long live the Empire!"

In Shanglin Garden, waves of passionate voices continued and echoed for a long time.

Under the blazing sun, the Xuanniao flag fluttered in the wind, a dazzling golden light cascading down like a waterfall. On the drill platform, the heroic soldiers, the majestic and domineering emperor, and the passionate citizens of the empire...

It constitutes a century-long picture full of sacredness and solemnity.

The envoys from the Western Regions were shocked once again.

Unlike the shock of the violent aesthetics of military exercises, this is a shock at the soul level.

They could clearly feel that every citizen of the Qin Dynasty believed in their monarch and their country from the bottom of their hearts.

Compared with the Western Regions countries that relied on force to suppress their regimes, the Qin Empire had an indescribable cohesion.

This cohesion amazed them and also made them feel ashamed of themselves.

At this moment, they finally understood what a true country and home were.

After a long time, the sound of waves gradually subsided.

With the emperor's solemn and majestic announcement, the first military exercise of the Qin Empire came to a successful conclusion.

The people stared at the steel behemoth going away, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

They were in no hurry to leave, but gathered in groups of three or four to discuss things excitedly.

"Today was truly an eye-opener. I'm going to brag about it when I get home!"

"When is the conscription? I want to join the army too. Not only can I wear that heroic uniform, but maybe I can also practice shooting and drive a tank."

"In just ten years, our Great Qin has become so powerful. This is truly a blessing from heaven."

"I don't know when the next military exercise will be held, but I will definitely come and watch it again."

“…”

Unlike the excited people of the Qin Dynasty, the envoys from the Western Regions were somewhat uneasy. They hurried into the palace to meet the emperor and prepare to discuss surrender and annexation.

However, what they didn't expect was that the matter was postponed until three days later for detailed discussion.

Ying Zheng looked down at the fearful crowd below, laughed out loud, and spoke in a friendly manner.

"There's no rush for this matter. You can first visit the capital, Xianyang, and experience the customs and culture of the Qin Dynasty."

"this......"

The envoys hesitated for only a moment before bowing respectfully to express their gratitude.

"Your Majesty, the great Qin, thank you for your kindness. We have long admired the great reputation of the Qin, and now we can finally see it for ourselves."

After a few pleasantries, the envoys from the Western Regions tactfully took their leave.

Ying Zheng looked at the backs of the group, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and an inexplicable dark light flashed across his eyes.

A vassal state?

He wants more than just that.

In the next few days, under the leadership of the Dianke officer, the envoys from the Western Regions finally witnessed the true prosperity and prosperity of the Qin Dynasty.

Efficient and systematic assembly line factories, bustling and bustling markets, hospitals where paying ten coins a year would guarantee lifetime medical treatment...

There are also extremely high-yield grains, inexpensive and high-quality vegetables, meat and eggs. The people have no worries about food and clothing, live and work in peace and contentment, and live a better life than the nobles in the Western Regions.

Especially the schools that provide education to all classes and age groups shocked them and made them unable to believe it.

In their perception, only the nobility could read.

In Daqin, even commoners could go to school for free, from the age of six to their twenties, and they were guaranteed jobs after graduation.

The envoys from the Western Regions were shocked and confused.

Aren’t the rulers of the Qin Dynasty afraid that their subordinates will rebel?

As the upper class that possesses knowledge, they are more aware of the power of knowledge, so they have always adopted a policy of keeping the people ignorant.

But now...

After witnessing the prosperity and power of the Qin Empire with my own eyes, I felt more and more the backwardness of my own country.

Not only in military and economy, but also in political system and culture.

So, is the development direction of their country right or wrong?

They already have the answer in their hearts.

Three days later, Zhangtai Palace.

"Greetings to the great Emperor Qin!"

The envoys from the Western Regions all paid their respects, their respectful tones showing a little more genuine admiration than before.

They sincerely admired the fact that such a huge country was governed so well.

Ying Zheng's expression was gentle as he gestured for them to stand up.

"How have you, the envoys, been touring Xianyang these past few days?"

"Of course it is excellent. The prosperity of the Great Qin Dynasty fills us with admiration."

"That's right. Compared to the Great Qin, my country of Beilu is like a poor and remote village."

“…”

Amidst the flattery, the Loulan envoy suddenly knelt on the ground, held up a piece of cloth in both hands, and spoke respectfully.

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