It must be said that Wu Shilu was extremely efficient. By dusk that day, herds of cattle and sheep had been sent to Zhushan.
The three thousand soldiers were overjoyed to see the herds of cattle and sheep, and surrounded them with their bodies, fearing that these precious animals would run away or get lost.
The wicked man arrived upon hearing the news. Seeing the soldiers' behavior, he found it both laughable and heartbreaking. He immediately ordered, "Slaughter sheep and cattle, and have a good feast tonight."
Unexpectedly, no one was willing to lay a hand on them, and they all advised the wicked husband that it would be better to raise them in captivity and breed them, so that they could occasionally feast on them when their numbers increased.
These words made the wicked man's heart ache even more, and he immediately made a promise, "Eat as much as you want. I guarantee that you will have meat at every meal from now on. Just focus on your training and don't let the king down."
Upon hearing this, the soldiers were thrilled and trusted him completely. They stopped making excuses and immediately began sharpening their knives to slaughter sheep and cattle.
That night, Zhushan was brightly lit, and three thousand soldiers gathered around the fire to roast meat, enjoying their meal immensely.
Zhang Han and his two companions brought a sizzling, oily lamb leg to the wicked man's side. "General, this lamb leg was just roasted. Eat it while it's hot."
Seeing the three men drooling with desire yet still thinking of him, the wicked man found it both amusing and gratifying. He immediately said, "You can eat. I don't like the smell of mutton."
The three men looked at each other in bewilderment. Mutton was a rare delicacy, and their general didn't like it?
"Eat quickly."
Hearing the husband's urging, the three could no longer resist and started tearing the food apart, stuffing it into their mouths with a look of pleasure on their faces.
The wicked man smiled and shook his head, then continued to concentrate on roasting the sizzling lamb leg in his hands. Seeing that it was almost done, he picked up the lamb leg and stuffed it into the food box, then wrapped it tightly with a thick cloth.
"Eat until you're full. Training starts tomorrow. I'm leaving now."
"General, take care." The three men's mouths were stuffed full, and their words were somewhat muffled.
The wicked man boarded the carriage and then disappeared into the night at Zhushan.
......
In Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng was still reviewing memorials by lamplight when a sudden rumbling in his stomach startled him from his concentration.
"Hmm, it's already so late?"
Ying Zheng stretched and realized that it was already dark. He had been busy reviewing memorials all afternoon and his stomach was empty.
"Someone, bring some food over."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Ying Zheng endured his hunger and patiently waited for the eunuch to bring food, when he heard a voice from outside the door, "Your Majesty, General Evil Husband requests an audience."
"Bring him in, and also prepare a meal for him." Although he didn't know why his wicked husband had come to visit at night, Ying Zheng was so considerate that he prepared a meal for him.
A moment later, the wicked husband pushed open the door and entered, carrying a wooden box. Just then, a rumbling sound came from Ying Zheng's stomach, which was extremely clear in the empty hall.
Ying Zheng looked somewhat tired and said with a self-deprecating laugh, "If I hadn't been busy reviewing these memorials recording trivial matters, I wouldn't be this hungry."
Upon hearing this, the wicked man grinned, picked up the food box, and quickly walked to sit down in front of Ying Zheng. Under Ying Zheng's questioning gaze, he unwrapped the thick cloth covering the food.
The heat and the unique aroma of roasted meat wafted through the gaps in the food box, making Ying Zheng's nose twitch and his stomach rumble.
"Your Majesty, this is the lamb leg I roasted for you. Luckily it's not cold yet, eat it while it's hot." The wicked husband breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the lamb leg was still steaming hot, as he had rushed it to make sure it didn't get cold.
Ying Zheng's body trembled, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes. He disregarded etiquette, reached out and grabbed the lamb leg to gnaw on, feeling that the lamb leg, which was only salty, was the most delicious thing in the world.
"Delicious, so delicious!"
While gnawing on a leg of lamb, Ying Zheng remarked with a hint of admiration, "I have never tasted such a delicious leg of lamb before. You wicked husband, your cooking is quite good."
The wicked man noticed the barely perceptible tremor in his voice and felt a pang of emotion. Being the First Emperor, the greatest emperor in Chinese history, was not easy.
The First Emperor achieved extraordinary things in his life, but his experiences were also full of hardships and sorrows.
He was abandoned by his father before he was born, leaving him and his mother to depend on each other in the State of Zhao. He almost lost his life at the age of two and suffered cold looks and humiliation.
He returned to Qin at the age of nine, expecting his father to be kind and his mother loving. However, his father died, and his mother wanted her lover over him, only caring about being intimate with Lao Ai. Not only did she give birth to two children, but she even wanted to help her lover kill him.
Lü Buwei suppressed him, and his own younger brother Cheng Jiao betrayed him!
He did not believe in fate, but carried the will of the former king, and was cautious in everything he did, as if walking a tightrope.
Ultimately, he quelled the rebellion of Lao Ai, dismissed Lü Buwei, and officially assumed power!
After six generations of hard work, he marched eastward and swept across the six kingdoms, unifying the six kingdoms, standardizing cart axles and writing, and proclaiming himself the First Emperor!
He spent fifteen years laying the foundation for the future of the entire Chinese nation, preventing it from falling into the fragmented state of Europe.
Silence fell over the hall. The wicked husband's eyes were full of heartache, but Ying Zheng seemed oblivious, still immersed in the deliciousness of the lamb leg, as if he had temporarily forgotten all his burdens and worries.
However, after a moment, he raised his head, a deep light flashing in his eyes, "You wicked husband, I'm tired, I can't hold back any longer."
This time, he did not refer to himself as "I am alone," and his expression was no longer sharp as before; instead, it was filled with endless weariness and silence.
The wicked man nodded slightly, then suddenly laughed, a very cold and sharp laugh, and said, word by word, "Your Majesty, that day the wicked man said that he was willing to be the sharpest sword in Your Majesty's hand."
"If Your Majesty wishes, let this wicked man do it. I will make sure that Lü Buwei never sees the sun rise again."
He knew neither right nor wrong, merit nor demerit. What did it matter if Lü Buwei possessed unparalleled talent? He dared to obstruct the First Emperor's path and deserved to be executed.
Ying Zheng's chest heaved violently as he struggled to suppress the urge to nod in agreement. The last vestiges of his reason kept reminding him that it was too early to take action against Lü Buwei.
"Let's wait... let's wait a little longer."
Unlike the wicked husband, Ying Zheng had a broader perspective. Ultimately, he was not entirely confident that he could stabilize the turmoil after dismissing Lü Buwei.
The wicked man harbored some resentment. With the support of loyal veterans like Meng Ao, Wang Jian, and Wang Yi, Lü Buwei couldn't cause any trouble. Why couldn't he simply dismiss them?
“My king, my king!” The wicked man sighed, then changed his tone and said, “Once you take charge of the government and sit in the center, we can go all out and do something big.”
He held up a finger and tapped his head, saying, "This wicked man has plenty of ideas for governing the world, and I dare say I can make my Qin state advance by leaps and bounds."
"Besides, this world is yours, Your Majesty. Why should you be hindered by Lü Buwei?"
These words struck a nerve with Ying Zheng, and his expression hardened. "Since that's the case, find an excuse..."
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