The snow was falling, the sky and the earth were covered in silver, and everything was silent.
Every household in Daqin has red couplets posted on their doors, creating a festive atmosphere. Occasionally, children play snowball fights, and women visit and chat.
Everyone is looking forward to the lively New Year's Eve and enjoying the rare peace and relaxation of the year.
However, as the ruler of the world, Ying Zheng did not have so much leisure time.
The expedition against the Huns was being prepared secretly and intensively, and many matters such as armaments, food and fodder needed to be arranged and dispatched by him personally.
In Zhangtai Palace.
"The preparation and transportation of food and fodder are of vital importance. Do not be careless."
"Use military factories to speed up the production of muskets and ammunition."
"The musketeer army's training time will be extended by one hour..."
Ying Zheng had a solemn expression and a majestic demeanor as he issued his decrees in a concise and clear manner.
The trusted ministers responded respectfully, reporting the specific situation and adding a few political views from time to time.
After the king and his ministers had almost finished their discussion, Wang Jian, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke, with a gleam in his sharp eagle eyes.
"Your Majesty, the Donghu are growing stronger and stronger, and they are adjacent to the Xiongnu. I believe that we should strengthen the defense of the border to prevent them from taking advantage of the situation and invading."
"Well, that's exactly what I meant."
Hearing the advice from his veteran general, Ying Zheng nodded in agreement, narrowed his deep phoenix eyes, and frowned in thought.
During the Warring States Period, the Donghu lived in the northern part of Yan and Zhao. They were extremely powerful and were known to have "two hundred thousand soldiers under their command". They had invaded the Central Plains many times in the south, but were finally defeated by the Yan general Qin Kai and retreated to the northeast.
As time passed, the Donghu recuperated and became strong again, even surpassing the Xiongnu.
Now that the Qin Dynasty and the Xiongnu are at war, there is no guarantee that the Donghu will not take advantage of the situation and disrupt the situation.
Therefore, we must take precautions in advance.
"Then let Marquis Tongwu lead the army to guard the border against the Hu people."
Upon hearing this, Wang Ben's expression became serious, and his heroic face was filled with a murderous aura, which was extremely fierce.
He stood up and respectfully accepted the order, his voice deep and powerful, mixed with unstoppable determination.
"As ordered, I will live up to your Majesty's trust."
Wang Jian looked at the harmonious scene between the monarch and his subjects, then glanced at his eldest son, feeling somewhat relieved and emotional.
Your Majesty is undoubtedly a natural-born emperor, with great talent, wisdom and bravery, excellent vision and a broad mind.
For his subjects, he is a perfect monarch worthy of lifelong following, who is not suspicious or oppressive, who does not abandon the ruler after he has done his job, and who is generous with titles and rewards.
When he led an army of 600,000 to attack Chu, Your Majesty trusted him completely despite the opposition of his ministers.
As the saying goes, if you give me a peach, I will repay you with a jade. It is not a repayment, but a token of our everlasting friendship.
Your Majesty has bestowed upon them supreme grace and honor, and the Wang family will swear allegiance to Your Majesty until death.
By the time everyone finished discussing, it was already noon. Ying Zheng looked down at his ministers and spoke gently.
"That's all for today. My dears, please return home."
"Yes, Your Majesty, we will take our leave."
After the ministers finished their ceremony, they retreated in an orderly manner. Zhao Gao, who was serving on the side, lowered his head and spoke respectfully.
"Your Majesty, are we going back to Qinian Palace? Or..."
"Return to Qinian Palace."
Ying Zheng interrupted without hesitation, his cold and majestic expression softened slightly, and a soft smile flashed across his face.
The choice was to have his meal alone in Zhangtai Palace or go home to be with his beloved wife and young son. Of course, he chose the latter.
After experiencing warmth, how could a person be willing to return to the cold, lonely darkness?
In the Qinian Palace.
Chu Yuening was threading the needle and sewing a black belt.
It is embroidered with a majestic golden dragon. The stitches are so fine that the dragon's whiskers and scales are clearly visible, making it look lifelike.
"Mother, Zhao Zhao also wants the belt and this Long Long~"
Ying Zhao looked at his mother's deft fingers with admiration on his face, and then envy and desire appeared in his big watery eyes.
"Little idiot, a child doesn't have a waist."
Chu Yuening finished the last stitch and tapped the tip of the little man's nose. She sounded angry but couldn't bear to scold him.
"Yao" is similar to "died prematurely", which is an unlucky omen for a child. As a mother, I am very sensitive to this.
What's more, there are gods above her head, and even such a magical thing as time travel has happened to her. How could she not be in awe?
Looking at the lost expression on Zizi's face, Chu Yuening put away her needlework, picked him up, kissed his face, and coaxed him softly.
"Can you please sew a little bib for me?"
"Uh...Okay!"
"But Zhao Zhao wants to be like his younger brothers and sisters~"
With his mother's comfort, Ying Zhao immediately became happy. He pointed at the baby's star-shaped bib and acted coquettishly.
Hearing Zaizai's specific request, Chu Yuening burst out laughing and finally realized the "difficulties" of having two children.
When I used to watch videos and see twin kids wearing identical clothes, I thought they were showing off.
I never thought that only after personal experience did I understand that if it were different, what would be waiting for my parents would be endless chaos.
"Okay, okay, I'll sew you the same one."
"Thank you, mother. You have worked hard~"
Ying Zhao happily hugged his mother's neck and gave her a kiss. His sweet baby voice was particularly heartwarming.
Chu Yuening rubbed his little head, her beautiful eyes full and gentle as autumn water, her heart filled with love and pity.
How can there be such a well-behaved and sensible kid?
I'm simply here to repay a favor.
As soon as Ying Zheng entered the palace, he found the little boy lying in his wife's arms, and the upward curve at the corner of his lips drooped instantly.
He works day and night, and is busy all the time. The little boy, on the other hand, sticks to his mother all day long, and is free and happy.
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