Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly. "Even when facing the former Wei elite infantry, are you confident?"
Even when the state of Wei was still in power, the strength of the Wei elite infantry was well-known.
Ying Zheng was able to win because of the extremely strong foundation of the Qin Dynasty, which enabled him to eliminate General Lu's family.
But now Ying Ye has to face the Wei Wu soldiers all by himself, which makes people wonder if he can do it.
Although he has achieved some success in his studies abroad over the years, in terms of background and experience, he is far inferior to the Wei Wuzu. Given such a huge difference, it is naturally doubtful that he could retrieve salt from that kind of power.
Facing Ying Zheng's gaze, Ying Ye said confidently, "I have achieved some success in my studies abroad. If I did not have confidence, I would never dare to say such a thing. After all, the strength of the Wei Wuzu is well known."
Seeing Ying Ye's determined gaze, Ying Zheng asked again, "What do you need?"
If the goal is to deal with the Wei Wu soldiers, it would be unrealistic for Ying Ye to rely solely on his bare hands.
Ying Ye replied, "Sufficient weapons and ten thousand craftsmen."
Ying Zheng's eyes flickered slightly. "Is that all?"
Originally, it was thought that Ying Ye needed sufficient troops or strong combat power to support him, after all, he was facing the strongest troops that Wei had once had.
Ying Ye nodded slightly, "That's enough."
Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you know how many elite soldiers are escorting the salt?"
Salt was an extremely important resource, and the Qin Dynasty naturally attached great importance to it, so it dispatched a large number of troops, far exceeding the simple description of a formidable army.
Ying Ye frowned slightly but did not answer.
Although he could guess the general idea, he still didn't know exactly how many people were involved.
Ying Zheng replied, "A total of 30,000 elite troops."
Upon hearing this, Ying Ye's eyes flickered slightly.
Although he had guessed that Ying Zheng would also value salt, he did not expect that he would spend such a large sum of money, 30,000 elite troops.
Ying Zheng continued, "Even 30,000 elite troops couldn't hold onto the salt, and now it's been stolen and its whereabouts are unknown. Are you sure you can retrieve the salt with just enough weapons and craftsmen?"
His gaze was fixed intently on Ying Ye, his eyes so clear they seemed to see right through everything.
Faced with Ying Zheng's powerful imperial pressure, Ying Ye slightly raised his head and met his gaze. "Your subject is ready."
His voice was calm and powerful, and his gaze was even more resolute, as if he had absolute confidence.
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Inside the palace, Consort Shu and Lady Zhao of Jinyan were sitting at the table when Xiangqin brought over a dish, making the already full table even more crowded.
Jin Yan looked at the table full of dishes and frowned slightly. "There's so much. I'm afraid we won't be able to finish it and it will be a waste."
Although he was wealthy, he knew how to be frugal and never spent money extravagantly.
Consort Shu smiled and said, "You've come all this way, so naturally you should eat well. There's no question of wasting food."
Knowing that this was Consort Shu's good intention, Zhao said, "Sister, it's also from the bottom of your heart. Just eat it. Besides, with your appetite, you won't waste much."
Upon hearing this, Jin Yan was quite embarrassed and scratched his head, saying, "Why do you make me sound like a good-for-nothing?"
Consort Shu smiled and said, "Brother, please eat well and don't be shy, there's plenty for you!"
Consort Shu was well aware of Jin Yan's appetite; he used to be able to eat the equivalent of four or five people's worth of food, which was more than just a matter of having a large appetite.
But his appetite, which was so large, suddenly shrank on the day he lost his parents.
At that time, they were not very wealthy. Being well-fed and clothed was the greatest luxury. He would even give a single cake to the young Consort Shu.
At that time, Consort Shu would always look at him innocently and ask, "Brother, aren't you going to eat?"
Jin Yan always answered casually, "Brother isn't hungry."
At that time, Consort Shu naively thought that Jin Yan was not hungry at all. It wasn't until he grew up and his living conditions improved that Jin Yan resumed his previous appetite.
It was only then that Consort Shu realized that a person's appetite would not suddenly decrease.
Zhao nodded slightly to Consort Shu, "Thank you for your hospitality, sister."
After she finished speaking, she picked up her chopsticks, but her expression stiffened slightly.
Seeing this, Consort Shu was also taken aback, and looked at Zhao Shi with considerable doubt, "These dishes are not to your liking?"
Jin Yan also looked at Zhao with considerable concern.
His wife is always very sensible; even if the food was truly not to her liking, she would never behave like this. There must be something wrong.
Before Zhao could answer, she suddenly felt nauseous and felt like she was about to vomit.
She hurriedly stood up and rushed out the door, and seeing this, Jin Yan and Consort Shu also hurriedly followed.
After a bout of dry heaving, Zhao gradually calmed down. Jin Yan quickly stepped forward and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhao looked at him and said, "I don't know why I've been feeling nauseous these past few days, but I haven't been eating anything unusual."
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking quite puzzled.
Jin Yan was quite worried. "This won't do. We need to call a doctor to take a look!"
Consort Shu looked at Zhao Shi thoughtfully, "Could it be that she's pregnant?"
She often reacted this way during her pregnancy, so seeing Zhao's reaction now naturally makes it seem somewhat similar.
Zhao was taken aback. "Pregnant?"
Jin Yan looked at Zhao with a rather complicated expression.
Consort Shu explained, "You may not have experience. If you are pregnant, morning sickness is normal. If it lasts for several days, then the possibility is even greater."
Upon hearing this, Jin Yan's expression brightened with joy. "Could it be that I'm really pregnant?"
Zhao was also quite excited, her eyes slightly reddening, "If it's true, that would be wonderful."
He and Jin Yan had been in love for many years and had a harmonious relationship. They were seen by others as a perfect couple who had supported each other through thick and thin. He only hoped to have a child to enhance their relationship.
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