The ice and snow melted, and the gentle breeze brought the news of spring. The branches on the treetops stretched out, and the flowers were about to bloom.
The two border counties gradually became stable, and Daqin was thriving.
However, the city-states far away in the Western Regions were somewhat uneasy.
The great reputation of the Qin Dynasty has long been known far and wide.
The year before last, they defeated the Xiongnu, and last year they subdued the Yuezhi, Wusun and other tribes. They expanded their territory towards the northwest, gradually approaching their territory.
But they had neither the strength to resist nor the will to give up their territory, so they could only hope for luck and wait and see.
Indeed, their concerns are not unfounded.
In Zhangtai Palace.
The emperor and empress were discussing how to deal with the Western Regions: whether to plunder by force or to persuade them to surrender in a friendly manner.
"A Zheng, the Western Regions are located in the desert and are far away, so it's not easy to send troops to attack."
Chu Yuening pointed to a certain location on the map and analyzed it carefully one by one.
Ying Zheng's brows were knitted tightly together, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, appearing even deeper and darker, like an unfathomable abyss.
After pondering for a moment, he nodded slightly in agreement.
"Well, what Yue Ning said makes sense."
Seeing the man's expression soften, Chu Yuening continued to try to persuade him, her face brimming with confidence.
"Why not send an envoy to the Western Regions to demonstrate the might of our Great Qin and persuade them to surrender voluntarily?"
"Besides, our Great Qin is no longer the same as it was in the past. We have defeated the Xiongnu and Yuezhi, and our prestige has spread far and wide. I'm sure they are already afraid."
"If the mission goes smoothly, not only will we be able to conquer the Western Regions effortlessly, but we will also be able to strengthen economic and trade exchanges between the two regions."
Ying Zheng showed approval between his brows, but finally shook his head.
"The Western Regions are a chaotic place with many countries. This journey is not an easy task."
The man's tone was calm and steady, but his insights were sharp.
Chu Yuening felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over her head, and her surging emotions immediately calmed down.
Indeed, when there are too many regimes and they are mixed with good and bad ones, frictions are likely to arise and incidents will continue to occur.
The Silk Road sounds beautiful and its exotic customs are fascinating, but the murderous intent hidden in the darkness cannot be ignored.
During the Han Dynasty, many people who went to the Western Regions as merchants ended up having their goods robbed or dying in a foreign land.
Ying Zheng looked at the woman with a sad face, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he stopped teasing her.
He reached out and touched the top of her head, his voice deep and powerful, as reassuring as a towering mountain.
"But if we send a thousand elite soldiers with us, equipped with muskets and ammunition, we can move forward unhindered."
"A Zheng, are you agreeing?"
Chu Yuening raised her head in surprise, looked at the man's expression, and confirmed with half belief and half doubt.
Ying Zheng's expression remained calm and composed, but his bright and deep phoenix eyes sparkled with wisdom.
"Well, whether this move succeeds or not, there won't be much loss, so it doesn't hurt to give it a try."
"It's just that it's difficult to decide on the right person to send as an envoy. Such a big responsibility is not something that ordinary people can take on."
Seeing that her plan was adopted, Chu Yuening curved her eyebrows happily.
After learning about the man's concerns, she held her chin with both hands and carefully searched her mind for the right person.
"The selection of envoys..."
After more than ten breaths, a figure appeared in her mind. Her eyes moved and she spoke in a mysterious tone.
"I think there's someone who's perfect for this."
A playful female voice reached Ying Zheng's ears. After a little thought, he had a vague guess.
An hour later.
A thin young man came hurriedly to meet the emperor. His handsome face looked a little haggard, and his pale skin was dazzlingly white.
This person was Zhang Liang, an official in charge of courier services.
The reason for this appearance is probably because he is busy dealing with ethnic affairs in Meng County and Hexi County.
Although the Dianke official has no time to spare on weekdays, he will be busy for a long time if he encounters important diplomatic affairs.
As the main person communicating with the Huns, Zhang Liang had a heavier burden on his shoulders.
But he was born into a noble family after all, and even though he looked unwell, his demeanor was ingrained in his bones.
He walked to the center of the hall and bowed gracefully, neither humble nor arrogant.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"
"Well, please stand up, Mr. Zhang."
Chu Yuening said in a gentle voice, secretly and calmly looking at the person below her.
The young man had a tall and straight figure and a handsome appearance, but he could not hide his haggard appearance, as if he would fall down with the slightest breeze.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but frown slightly and began to doubt her decision.
Can such a frail handsome man really withstand the scorching wind and heat in the Western Regions?
Ying Zheng on the side didn't think about so many details, but went straight to the point.
"I intend to send envoys to the Western Regions to open the Silk Road and engage in trade with the city-states."
"And spread the might of the Great Qin, and persuade all nations to submit to it, and pay tribute to it for generations."
"The Queen values you, and I admire your strategic talents."
"Are you willing to take on this important task?"
The emperor, who had great power, had a gentle attitude and spoke in a calm and calm tone. He did not put pressure on others and could be described as being amiable.
There was a hint of admiration between his calm brows, which showed that he valued his subordinate very much.
If it were any other minister, faced with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, they would probably agree without hesitation.
Although this journey is difficult, if successful, not only will you be granted a title, but your name will also be recorded in history and passed down through the ages.
However, Zhang Liang did not show any joy at this moment, but rather looked a little embarrassed.
The hall was silent and the atmosphere gradually became cold.
A chill swept from top to bottom, and the powerful force made it hard to breathe.
Obviously, this ungrateful behavior angered the emperor who was high above him.
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