"If the Grand Commandant is fearless, what do I have to fear?!" Ying Zheng's voice was like thunder, showing no fear or worry whatsoever.
His gaze sharpened as he looked at Zhao Gao, and he roared, "That son of a bitch Zhao Yan dared to break the taboo, and his soldiers and civilians were also aiding and abetting the wicked. What's wrong with killing him?!"
He was still struggling with this matter, but after chatting with Zhao Gao for a while, he began to understand its implications.
What's wrong?
You, Zhao, are allowed to collude with foreign tribes, but I, Qin, am not allowed to slaughter you?!
Throughout the history of the Zhou dynasty's conquest of the feudal lords and the subsequent rise of other states, who dared to collude with foreign tribes?
Even Zhao Yan's spendthrift father wouldn't dare, so why would he?
Zhao Gao hesitated, still trying to dissuade Ying Zheng from showing his face in public. Even those who were interested knew that without Ying Zheng's tacit approval, the wicked man would not dare to do such a thing.
However, as long as there is nothing overtly discussed, the blame will never fall on Ying Zheng's head.
Even the Records of the Grand Historian would only record it once: "The Qin Grand Commandant, Hu Fu, acted without authorization to store water and breach the dikes, flooding the Zhao state and causing immense suffering to its people."
Ying Zheng snorted coldly and uttered, "I am the King of Qin, and in the future, the King of the world. Why should I fear the words of others?!"
"Zhao Yan's actions are tantamount to treason and he should be executed. Moreover, his entire family, including the soldiers and civilians who are ignorant of the greater good, should be exterminated!"
Seeing that Ying Zheng had made up his mind, Zhao Gao dared not say anything more and could only get up, accept the order, and leave.
Before they even reached the palace gate, Ying Zheng called out to them from behind, "Has the messenger who went to Yelang to deliver the message returned?"
Zhao Gao paused, then turned around and hurriedly said, "I returned six days ago!"
Ying Zheng nodded and said no more. Seeing this, Zhao Gao quickly left the hall.
Ying Zheng's sigh echoed in the empty hall, "Is this thing... really as miraculous as you say?"
......
"That son of a bitch Zhao Yan is incredibly audacious! He actually dared to ally with foreign tribes to attack my Great Qin?!"
"That spendthrift son is capable of anything; he even made a prostitute his queen..."
Inside the command tent, a group of military officers were drinking and chatting, making quite a scene, and occasionally they would curse Zhao Yan.
Upon hearing this, Meng Ao's face also contorted with murderous intent. A few days ago, when the messenger from Xianyang arrived, he was nearly driven mad with anger upon hearing this news.
If it weren't for the king's decree that the Grand Commandant needed him to find something in Yelang that was of vital importance to the Qin state, he would have led his troops back to participate in the battle.
"I wonder if my son can find this item..." Thinking of this, Meng Ao couldn't help but sigh, his heart growing increasingly anxious.
The wicked man said: "In Yelang there is a thing that is purple all over and shaped like a pillar. It can be eaten after peeling. It tastes slightly sweet and is very juicy. This thing has many uses. One of its uses is to help disaster victims survive."
Such words could not be ignored by him. To ensure that everything was in order, he immediately sent his own son, Meng Wu, with men to search for them.
He's been gone for several days now, and there's still no word of him returning.
"General Meng Wu is back!"
"Reporting to the commander, General Meng Wu has returned!"
Just then, an excited roar came from outside the tent. The generals, who were busy drinking, immediately fell silent and looked up at the tent entrance with expectant expressions.
Meng Ao immediately put down his wine cup, stood up, and asked anxiously, "Did you bring back anything from Yelang?"
The soldier outside the tent, panting heavily, reported, "Commander, General Meng Wu did indeed bring back that item, and in considerable quantities!"
Upon hearing this, Meng Ao felt a great weight lifted from his heart. He turned to the generals in the tent and said, "Gentlemen, follow me out of the tent to greet them!" As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Ao strode out of the command tent, followed closely by a group of military officers.
Outside the tent, Meng Wu was directing his soldiers to carefully carry bundles of purple, cylindrical objects.
Meng Ao strode forward, carefully examining these strange objects, and a surge of indescribable excitement welled up within him.
He turned to Meng Wu and asked eagerly, "Can this item be confirmed? Does it correspond to the description given by the Grand Commandant?"
Meng Wu nodded and replied, "Reporting to the commander, it has been confirmed that there is no mistake. Moreover, this humble general has tasted it himself!" As he spoke, a look of reminiscence appeared on Meng Wu's face, and he subconsciously smacked his lips.
Upon hearing this, Meng Ao smiled with satisfaction. He patted Meng Wu on the shoulder and praised him, "Well done! I can finally relax now."
The generals quickly chimed in with praise, "Like father, like son! General Meng Wu truly deserves to be called a son of the Meng family; his courage is extraordinary!"
"Yes, given the Grand Commandant's style of doing things... if it were me... I definitely wouldn't dare to taste it!"
They weren't flattering each other; they genuinely thought so.
Even Meng Wu himself didn't think he was being flattered.
To confirm whether the substance was sugarcane, he offered himself up, refusing to let his guards take his place, and tasted the sugarcane himself, prepared to be poisoned.
Fortunately, this sugarcane is not only non-toxic, but also very juicy and sweet enough to make anyone's heart flutter.
"Smack!"
Meng Wu reached out and picked up a sugarcane, broke it into pieces with both hands, and handed it to everyone. "Commander, generals, have a taste. I guarantee you won't be able to stop eating it."
Everyone took the sugarcane, and all their eyes fell on Meng Ao.
Meng Ao glanced at the sugarcane in his hand and laughed loudly, "Then this old man will try it first!" With that, he put the sugarcane directly into his mouth and took a big bite.
"Father, don't... cut your teeth!" Meng Wu's eyes bulged out when he saw that his old father hadn't even had his skin removed.
If you don't peel it... with Meng Ao's old teeth, wouldn't they break?
As expected, Meng Ao let out a scream, clutched his chin, and squatted down in pain.
"My teeth... I have a mouthful of tiger teeth..."
Upon seeing this, the surrounding generals rushed forward to help him up, and at the same time couldn't help but laugh.
Meng Wu hurriedly stepped forward, took the sugarcane from Meng Ao's hand, carefully peeled off the outer skin, and then handed it to him again.
“Father, didn’t the Grand Commandant say that it can only be eaten after peeling? The sugarcane peel is hard, and it’s impossible to eat it without peeling it,” Meng Wu reminded him.
Meng Ao took the peeled sugarcane, a hint of embarrassment on his face, but he quickly regained his composure. After waiting for a long time until his toothache subsided, he carefully took a bite of the sugarcane, and a satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face the moment it entered his mouth.
"Mmm, sweet... really sweet, and juicy too, it's definitely good stuff," Meng Ao praised as he ate.
Seeing that their commander was so satisfied, the generals followed suit and began to savor the sugarcane. For a moment, the area outside the command tent was filled with the sounds of smacking lips.
Fearing that these people would swallow the sugarcane pulp, Meng Wu quickly reminded them, "Commander-in-Chief, generals, spit out the pulp when you have no taste, and do not swallow it."
Everyone nodded in agreement and spat out the tasteless pulp from their mouths.
Suddenly, a series of spitting sounds rang out, and the ground was covered with sugarcane pulp.
"Meng Wu, you have done a great service this time. When we return, I will definitely petition the King for you to be rewarded," Meng Ao said to Meng Wu while eating.
Meng Wu quickly cupped his hands and said, "Commander, you flatter me. This is what I should do."
Meng Ao nodded, his heart filled with curiosity as the sweet taste of sugarcane lingered in his mouth.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
