Chapter 72 January Lucky Draw [Jinjiang Authentic Edition Exclusive Release·Identity Revealed]...
Seeing that Zhang Cang had almost stolen his line, the chubby Ying, who had come to his senses, raised his little hand and patted Zhang Cang's broad shoulders, nodding in a baby voice, "Zhang Cang, what a nice name."
Then, under Zhang Cang's eager gaze, he reached out and patted Meng Yi's arm, then moved to the fourth place with a smile.
The fourth one was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with a very unremarkable face. Qin Ying listened carefully and found that there was no electronic voice broadcast in his mind, so he understood that except for the first three of the one hundred doctors, the rest were not historical celebrities.
However, adhering to the principle of "it's all started", Ying Xiaopangduner looked at the fourth person with his eyes curved like phoenixes and asked:
"What's your name?"
When the fourth man saw the little grandson of the emperor coming to talk to him, he immediately wiped his sweaty palms on his clothes excitedly and bowed respectfully to the little guy, saying:
"Your Highness, my name is Shang'an, and I am from Chu."
"'Ashore?' Good! Good! It's a very good name."
Qin Ying smiled and praised him. As usual, she reached out her hand and gently patted the fourth-placed boy on the shoulder. She then gestured for Meng Yi, who was holding him, to move to the fifth-placed boy's seat. With a bright smile, she asked,
"What's your name again? What county are you from?"
The fifth was equally excited. He quickly bowed and said, "Your Highness, my humble name is Xia Hai, and I am from Langya County."
"'Going into the sea'? Not bad, not bad."
Qin Ying nodded his furry little head with a smile, and asked the names of the 100 Zhidianlang one by one like an industrious little bee. Except for the names of the first five, he didn't remember the names of the others. But after asking, he found that the Zhidianlang in the seven heroic lands were distributed quite evenly. In comparison, there were more Zhidianlang vacancies in the Central Plains and Qi, while there were relatively fewer Zhidianlang vacancies in Yan, Chu and Qin.
This is normal after all, there are many scholars in the Three Jins and Qi.
After asking around, it was discovered that almost every Zhidianlang had had close and brief contact with the rumored eldest grandson of the emperor.
Except for Zhang Huai who was "pretending to be happy", the other ninety-nine officials were "really happy".
Lu Zhi, who ranked first, had a strong liking for the emperor's eldest grandson.
When Qin Ying was about to leave, she heard the system's electronic voice broadcast in her mind again:
[Congratulations to the host for leaving a lasting impression in the hearts of one hundred Zhidianlang with his charisma!]
[After Lü Zhi felt the host's affection for her, she was extremely happy, and her favorability towards the host instantly increased from 20% to 70%!]
Zhang Cang had heard many stories about the host from Li Si, the Minister of Justice. After seeing the host in person, his favorability increased by 20% on top of his original 20%.
[After hearing the host's teasing, Zhang Liang's favorability towards the host dropped from 0 to -1%. Please note that if Zhang Liang's favorability drops below -50%, the quest bar to capture Zhang Liang will disappear. Please strive to complete the temporary quest!]
Hearing the electronic sound of the system, Qin Ying subconsciously called up the system page and glanced at the taskbar, and found that after a series of tasks, there was indeed a new temporary task called "Pick up the bargain! Great talent!"
Below the tasks, the task bars under the names of Lü Zhi in the first row and Zhang Cang in the third row are both blue, and they stretch a long way forward. Zhang Liang, who is in the middle, not only has a red task bar, but also a bright "-1" hanging next to it.
He couldn't help but grin, looking at Zhang Liang's calm and elegant face, his vigilance towards this man instantly increased a lot.
This man truly deserves to be one of the "Three Heroes of the Early Han Dynasty," and truly deserves to be called the famous "Anti-Qin Saint Seiya." His goal is truly resolute! And his disguise is truly excellent! He even went so far as to find a new name just to sneak into the palace!
If there was no system, he and Zhang Huai would have been face to face for many days without knowing that this man, disguised as "Zhang Huai", was actually secretly "Zhang Liang"!
He stretched out his little hand and patted Meng Yi's arm, and said in a childish voice:
"Let's go, Meng Yi, return to Zhangtai Palace to find Grandfather."
Meng Yi nodded, and glanced at the man who was called "Zhang Huai" by the little prince without leaving a trace, then turned around and strode away with the chubby little prince in his arms.
The early spring sky darkened in just a moment.
Like everyone else, Zhang Huai watched the backs of the two figures, one big and one small, gradually leaving along the corridor. He couldn't help but lower his eyes. Somehow, when his eyes met with the little baby's, he felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart, but after just a short while, he calmed down again.
He believed that he had made sufficient preparations to sneak into the palace, and it would be impossible for his true identity to be discovered easily!
Now, as long as he can patiently lurk among the doctors, find the right opportunity to display his talents, and get close to the tyrant once, he will sooner or later find a perfect opportunity to get rid of him!
Zhang Huai's face remained calm, but the knuckles of his hands, hidden within his wide sleeves, had turned white from being pinched.
On the other side, Qin Ying walked along the corridor, silently pursing her lips as she was carried by Meng Yi towards the Zhangtai Palace. Meng Yi, who had been with the little prince for several months, was quite sensitive to the little fellow's emotions. Seeing the little prince's downcast eyes and silent expression, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice:
"Your Highness, is there something wrong with the second-ranked Zhidianlang?"
Hearing Meng Yi's words, Qin Ying subconsciously looked up at Meng Yi. She didn't expect Meng Yi to be so sensitive.
He grinned and said, "We'll talk about it after we return to Zhangtai Palace and see Grandfather."
Meng Yi nodded, and he knew what was going on. It seemed that the middle-aged man who was deliberately called "bad" by the young prince was really "bad"!
The adult and the child walked along the corridor and quickly returned to Zhangtai Palace.
As soon as she entered the inner hall, Qin Ying saw a thin, white-haired old man who looked like a thin bamboo pole standing on the wooden floor and talking passionately to her grandfather.
When the old man heard the noise and turned around to look, he burst into tears the moment he saw him:
"I, the guilty minister Han Zhong, am now paying my respects to the Lord of Xiao'an. Thanks to the Lord of Xiao'an's intercession on my behalf during the summer, and the fact that he arranged for me to be assigned the task of refining gunpowder, a meritorious service while serving my sentence, I have finally lived up to the trust of both Your Majesty and the Lord of Xiao'an, and have finally succeeded in refining the gunpowder!"
Hearing the little old man's introduction of himself, Ying·Little Fatty couldn't help but blinked in surprise. He didn't expect that the dark and thin old man in front of him was actually Old Han, who was discovered by him in the summer by presenting a three-no elixir to his grandfather and was slapped in the face by him in public!
He shifted his gaze from Old Han to his grandfather who stood up from the lacquer table above and walked slowly down.
As soon as the First Emperor walked up to Meng Yi, he reached out and took the little chubby boy in his arms. He subconsciously touched the little guy's hand and found it was slightly cold. He held the little guy's hand with his warm hand to warm it, and smiled happily at his grandson:
"Ying, Han Zhong came to the palace today and said that he has already refined gunpowder with his master's alchemist in the northern suburbs. He has also made several actual explosive bags and bombs as described in the secret manual. Grandfather plans to take some time out in the next few days to go to the northern suburbs to see the power of gunpowder with his own eyes. Do you want to go with Grandfather to see it?"
When Ying, the little fat boy, heard this, he immediately nodded excitedly, and looked at the tearful old Han with surprise. It must be said that these alchemists are very capable as long as they find jobs that match their profession!
A great and epoch-making invention of gunpowder was invented by Old Han and his men only half a year later. They even made explosive packs and bombs that could be used on the battlefield. It really fits the saying that with life as the countdown, the power of "deadline" will become infinite!
Until I saw Old Han wiping the tears of joy of surviving the disaster with his sleeves, and walking out of the inner hall tremblingly.
Ying, the little fat boy, immediately frowned and told his grandfather about the "remnants of the anti-Qin forces" he had discovered in the Qinxue Palace.
After listening to his grandson's baby voice, Ying Zheng went to the Qinxue Palace for a tour. Not only did he find three promising talents for governing the country from among the one hundred officials, but the second most talented one was the eldest son of the Prime Minister of Han who had anti-Qin intentions.
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, looking at the angry face of the little fat boy in his arms, and smiled softly:
"Ying, don't worry. Since you've learned Zhang Huai's true identity from Xuanniao, Grandfather will send someone to thoroughly investigate how he came to Qin. We'll definitely be on guard against him."
Qin Ying breathed a sigh of relief when she saw how seriously her grandfather took her. Seeing that it was getting dark outside the window, she waved goodbye to her grandfather and was taken back to the mansion by Meng Yi in a carriage.
…
At three quarters past ten, the night outside the window was pitch black, and even the bright moon was nowhere to be seen.
After Qin Ying finished washing up, he lay on the rosewood bed and opened his system page again, starting the lottery that he had postponed to January.
After seeing the familiar big turntable spun a few times, a ball of golden light flew out from the treasure chest under the turntable. After patiently waiting for the light to dissipate, a golden prescription enlarged from small to completely occupy the entire light curtain.
Seeing that the content written in black and white on the paper above was actually a recipe for a pill that could cure the miasma poison, the little fat boy tried hard to mobilize his memory and thought about it. He vaguely remembered that it seemed that only in the past two years, his grandfather was going to send people to attack Baiyue, and the south was full of miasma. If this pill was useful, it should be of great use. So he yawned and put it directly into the system space.
Before the second lottery started, the little guy closed his eyes and fell asleep because he had consumed too much energy in the palace during the day.
At the same time, inside Zhangtai Palace, the lights in the study were still brightly lit.
Sitting in the massage chair, the First Emperor carefully looked at the historical archives recorded ten years ago after Qin destroyed the capital of Han, which Meng Yi had retrieved overnight from the palace where books were stored.
I saw a scroll of bamboo slips that clearly recorded Zhang Ping, the last prime minister of the Kingdom of Han. He had two sons, the eldest son was named "Zhang Liang" and the second son was named "Zhang Jin".
On the day when Xinzheng City was captured by the Qin army, Zhang Ping drew his sword and committed suicide on the city wall, sacrificing his life for his country, but his two sons disappeared.
When the Qin army completely took over Xinzheng and began to register new Han households, there was a young man named "Zhang Huai" who looked very similar to "Zhang Liang".
Combined with what the grandson said, the second-ranked Zhidianlang is indeed "Zhang Liang", the son of the former Prime Minister of Han who has been hiding his identity for many years near Xianyang City.
The First Emperor was so angry that he almost laughed. He really didn't expect that as time went by, these remnants of the fallen country would become more and more daring. It was not enough for them to assassinate him outside, but now they even wanted to come out under a pseudonym and take advantage of the opportunity to select talents for the court to secretly lurk around him and lay an ambush.
Seeing that His Majesty was smiling, but his narrow eyes were filled with a chilling coldness, he couldn't help but ask tentatively:
"Your Majesty, do you want to get rid of Zhang Liang?"
The First Emperor shook his head and said:
"Yi, don't alert the enemy for now. First, send someone to Hanyangli to conduct a secret investigation and carefully check who has had contact with Zhang Liang."
"Ying is right. These remnants of the fallen nation are in the dark, while I am in the light. Now that Zhang Lianghao has come to me, I will use him as a breakthrough point and see if I can catch a bunch of remnants."
"promise!"
Meng Yi hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, and at the emperor's signal, he hurriedly left the palace and returned home to rest.
At dawn the next day, a drizzle began to fall outside the window.
Listening to the rustling sound of rain outside the window, Qin Ying opened her eyes in a daze and was about to sign in to the system, when she saw that the system screen floating in the air was still the same lottery page that she had seen before going to bed last night.
The little guy rubbed his eyes with his little hands and took a picture of the big turntable. When the treasure chest was opened again, the second lottery item flew out.
After seeing clearly what was on the light screen, which turned out to be a book on how to transform wool, turn wool into yarn, and crochet yarn into sweaters, the little fat boy's eyes lit up and he quickly put this extremely useful book into the system space.
In the third draw, I won a blind bag of 20 kilograms of mixed melon seeds.
In the fourth draw, twenty kilograms of mixed vegetable seeds were won.
Comparing the four prizes overall, I was pretty lucky.
Qin Ying was satisfied, so she climbed up from the crib energetically and was carried to the bathroom by the wet nurse.
Two days later, the sunlight was soft.
Qin Ying took her grandfather's carriage, and the grandfather and grandson went to the northern suburbs in a low-key manner.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
