After the lively celebration banquet, it was time to reward the soldiers for their merits, as they had been looking forward to day and night.
It’s just that the battlefield was in chaos, and although there were people specifically recording the results, in order to prevent anyone from claiming military merit, they still had to check carefully before awarding the rewards one by one.
After Ying Zheng handed the matter over to his ministers, he put it aside temporarily and listened to Meng Tian's report on the specific battle situation.
In the Zhangtai Palace, white mist slowly curled around the bronze furnace with coiled dragon and cloud patterns, and the clear fragrance of cedar drifted faintly.
Meng Tian's nose moved slightly, and he inhaled a wisp of fragrance, which was unique and elegant. It lifted his spirits and made him sigh.
"Hmm~ This agarwood smells really good, and it has a refreshing effect. I've never seen anything like it before."
Don't think that Meng Tian is careless and unrefined just because he is a military general.
In fact, as a son of a noble family, he was carefully cultivated since childhood. He was proficient in all six arts of a gentleman and also dabbled in elegant things.
Now that the major worry has been removed and the heavy stone in my chest has been lifted, I naturally have the leisure time to pay attention to trivial matters.
Meng Tian looked at the incense burner with great interest. He expressed his curiosity, but in his heart he was secretly wondering if he could ask the emperor for some.
"Where did your Majesty get this treasure?"
"It was made for me by the Queen herself."
Ying Zheng replied slowly, his indifferent expression remained unchanged, but the ending of his voice rose slightly, with a hint of obvious boasting.
The corners of Meng Tian's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a moment.
In his limited vocabulary, he couldn't find a word to describe His Majesty at this moment.
Alas, in just a few years, Your Majesty has become so unfamiliar.
Facing a minister who did not understand the ways of the world, Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows with a hint of disgust.
After a brief exchange of greetings, the king and his ministers got down to business.
At the beginning, Meng Tian was reporting the battle situation in an orderly manner, but later he became more and more excited, his voice rising and falling and talking incessantly.
"...Just when the Xiongnu thought they had escaped successfully, I led my soldiers in pursuit on chariots, rushing forward at lightning speed and blocking their way..."
"When the car lights came on, it was as bright as day, frightening the Huns half to death. They knelt down and shouted for the gods to come..."
"Your Majesty, you don't know how wonderful that Tou Man's expression was at that time..."
Ying Zheng did not answer, but stared at the saliva flying in the air, silently picked up a memorial and held it in front of him.
I don’t know whether it was exciting or not, but Meng Qing’s story was quite exciting, a bit like the storyteller that Yue Ning described.
Half an hour later, Meng Tian stopped talking with a feeling of being unsatisfied.
He took the tea to moisten his throat and looked at His Majesty expectantly.
Ying Zheng nodded slightly to show that he understood, then he picked up the brush in his big hand and wrote five words on the paper in a flamboyant style.
"Ride the chariot and capture the Chanyu."
When the last stroke was made, Ying Zheng placed the brush on the pen holder, his eyes flashing as he inquired about another important matter.
"Can all the Xiongnu nobles be killed?"
"I will never forget what Your Majesty has instructed me to do."
"It's just that the Chanyu Prince, whom you specifically ordered to be captured, almost escaped."
When talking about this, Meng Tian couldn't help but sigh.
His expression straightened, his tone serious, and he told the whole story.
"Modun was held hostage by the Yuezhi. When I led my troops to demand his return, the Yuezhi, fearing we would hold them accountable, readily agreed."
"But I never thought that boy was so cunning that he took the opportunity to steal the BMW and escaped early."
"Fortunately, I was resourceful and dispatched my troops in four directions, and we caught up with that guy by car..."
At the end of his speech, the corners of Meng Tian's lips curled up, and a hint of pride appeared on his heroic face.
He had been leading troops for many years and had encountered countless evil spirits and monsters. Naturally, he could be sure of success in simply blocking and intercepting them.
However, he was not an arrogant or foolish person. Compared with other nobles, Prince Shanyu was indeed as cunning as a wolf.
No wonder His Majesty specifically instructed him to capture him at all costs.
"I have to admit that this boy has extraordinary potential and should not be underestimated."
"If he grows up, he will probably become a serious threat to our Great Qin!"
Hearing Meng Tian's sigh, Ying Zheng remained calm and continued to write, but a barely perceptible dark color flashed across his phoenix eyes.
"Execute the nobles and capture Maodun."
Maodun was not only a serious threat, he almost took control of the Central Plains and rewrote history.
While the enemy is weak, Ying Zheng will definitely strangle him in the cradle.
It’s not that he is afraid of him, but there are vast territories on the world map waiting for Ying Zheng to explore and conquer.
Seeing that His Majesty was concentrating, Meng Tian did not disturb him. He picked up the teacup and sipped it slowly.
However, when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the paper in front of His Majesty, he almost spit out the tea in his mouth.
He pounded his chest hard, swallowed the tea, and then looked up resentfully, feeling grief and indignation.
No, Your Majesty, I have been speaking so hard for so long that my mouth is dry...
You condensed it into two sentences?
Only eleven words?
I was wrong after all!
A strong resentment floated upwards along with the burning gaze. Ying Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at him casually.
As if to say, what? You have an opinion?
Meng Tian's neck shrank and he withdrew his gaze in disappointment.
After a long while, when the king and his ministers had finished discussing their business, Meng Tian remembered the promise he had made and spoke quickly.
"By the way, I went to the palace today and ordered people to bring back the Xiongnu's treasures to present to Her Majesty the Queen."
"No need, the Queen doesn't intend to accept it."
Ying Zheng curled his lips slightly and refused in a calm voice.
Hearing this, Meng Tian scratched his head in confusion and felt puzzled.
Is there anyone who doesn’t like gold, silver and treasures?
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