The clocks ticked, the days passed, and it was already late November.
Under the intensive arrangements of all officials in the court, all post-war matters were handled in an orderly manner.
The biggest remaining problem is what to do with the prisoners.
After all, the elderly, women, children and slaves from various Xiongnu tribes, plus the 100,000 surrendered soldiers from the Donghu, totaled nearly 400,000 captives.
If not properly arranged, unrest is likely to occur again.
Zhangtai Palace, at court meeting.
The officials, dressed in their official uniforms and holding tablets, argued endlessly, their faces red and their necks thick.
"Your Majesty, the Xiongnu have harassed our Great Qin for many years, harming countless people on the border. They should be reduced to slavery and used to build fortifications."
"No, since we have already conquered the territory north of the Yin Mountains, where there is abundant grass and water, suitable for raising cattle, sheep, and horses, how can we allow it to be abandoned?"
"There's a deep blood feud between our two countries. How could the Xiongnu willingly submit to the Qin?"
"Don't the remaining people of the six kingdoms submit to the empire now?"
"How can the two be compared? They are not of my kind, so their hearts must be different."
"You are truly narrow-minded! The Great Qin is now thriving, and Your Majesty is ambitious and will continue to expand its territory in the future."
"You are narrow-minded, old man!"
As the two factions of officials argued, they picked up their tablets and attacked each other. The neutral officials quickly stepped forward to dissuade them.
For a moment, the solemn and dignified court was in chaos, even more lively than a vegetable market.
Ying Zheng's face was as gloomy as water, veins on his temples bulged, and a chill surrounded his body. His majestic voice carried a powerful deterrent force, like a dragon's roar.
"quiet!"
In an instant, the noisy crowd fell silent, and you could hear a pin drop in the hall.
The two officials who acted as the fuse hung their heads and dared not say a word, fearing that His Majesty would hold them accountable.
Fortunately, Ying Zheng was too lazy to care about such trivial matters. He pinched his brows and spoke in a deep voice, his tone brooking no room for argument.
"I have already made a decision on this matter."
"Establish a Meng Commandery in the area north of the Yin Mountains to supervise the captives and build cities."
"From now on, there will be no more foreign Xiongnu, only the people of Meng County in our Great Qin."
"As for the method of surrender, I still need you, my dear ministers, to come up with a perfect plan."
As soon as the words fell, the ministers had different expressions and fell into deep thought.
Your Majesty has always been decisive. This matter is a done deal and there is no need to waste time arguing about it.
So, the next thing they had to consider was how to make the Huns truly submit to the empire.
Among the serious and solemn officials, the giggling Meng Tian stood out.
He rubbed his chin happily, his eyes sparkling.
Meng County was actually named after his surname.
Although he was a great contributor to this war, he was still flattered by such an honor.
Hehe, His Majesty has me in his heart.
Ying Zheng sat high on the dragon throne, and suddenly looked into a pair of "affectionate" tiger eyes, and felt a chill in his heart.
After a moment of thought, he understood why Meng Tian was so embarrassed.
In fact, the reason why it was named Meng County was because we learned the name of this place in later generations from Yue Ning.
He thought it was okay, so he moved in and used it.
I have to say, it was a wonderful misunderstanding.
However, Meng Tian had guarded the border for many years, presided over the construction of the Great Wall, and now defeated the Huns. He had made great contributions and was worthy of the honor.
But now, Ying Zheng was followed by that burning gaze, and suddenly a trace of regret arose in his heart.
Fortunately, he never put himself in a difficult position. Seeing that all the officials were at a loss, he signaled Zhao Gao to adjourn the court.
Accompanied by the orderly farewell, Ying Zheng strode away with a resolute back, without any regrets.
After returning to Qinian Palace, the palace servants were setting up breakfast.
Stepping into the inner room, the beauty was wearing a moon-white long dress, with her slender fingers tied around the belt, and her slender waist made her figure more graceful, like a rolling hill.
Ying Zheng's eyes darkened and his footsteps became quieter.
While the woman lowered her head, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist, holding her soft and fragrant body tightly in his arms.
"ah!"
The sudden attack startled Chu Yuening, and she only relaxed her guard when she sensed a familiar breath.
She glanced at the man with a frown, and her charming voice seemed to be soaked in honey, so sweet that it made people's hearts melt.
"Why is Ah Zheng acting like a child?"
Ying Zheng turned the woman over, put one hand around her back and the other hand on her hips, and their bodies were very close.
He leaned over slightly and kissed her delicate cherry lips. Her phoenix eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, flickering and stirring.
"No, this is a boudoir hobby."
Chu Yuening's toes were suspended in the air, and her legs were forced to wrap around the man's strong waist. Her movements were extremely ambiguous, as if an accidental discharge of the gun would happen in the next moment.
She lowered her head shyly, her long black hair hanging down, and her unmade-up face was covered with a rosy glow of white and light pink, so breathtakingly beautiful.
Ying Zheng's eyes grew darker, his Adam's apple rolled, and a heat surged in his lower abdomen.
The spring weather was warm and clothes were becoming thinner. The scorching heat came from Qiang Jian's body, burning Chu Yuening so much that she softened.
She moaned, her cheeks flushed, and she buried her head in the man's neck, mumbling something.
"A Zheng, it's time for breakfast."
"good."
Ying Zheng stared at the rosy tip of her ear, chuckled softly, and agreed happily.
Then he put his shy little wife down, gently tied up her hair with a hairpin, and took her hand and went out.
Ying Zhao, who had to rush to attend morning classes, was already eating. He looked anxious and hurried, which was in stark contrast to his parents' leisurely attitude.
Seeing this scene, Chu Yuening felt a little sad. She quickly walked up to Zizi and persuaded him softly.
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