Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Xianyang Palace.

"Your Majesty! The test results are out. Sir, you are so talented!"

Wang Ben stood in the hall with a look of joy on his face.

"Oh? How about it?"

Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips in his hand and looked over curiously.

Nineteen said, "Today I led all the soldiers to compete in the horse training field."

"Compared with war horses without saddles and stirrups, the combat effectiveness of war horses equipped with saddles and stirrups has been greatly improved!"

"Instead, it has been raised quite a bit!"

"The soldiers were very excited! They were scrambling to equip their horses with saddles and stirrups!"

"I have already ordered the craftsmen to speed up the production of a large number of stirrups and saddles."

"it is good!"

Upon hearing the news, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel excited.

"This matter must be implemented as soon as possible. Provide me with the most elite cavalry of the Qin Dynasty, and equip them with saddles and stirrups!"

"All the war horses should also be shod!"

"Slow down the loss of war horses!"

Nineteen and Wang Ben quickly responded, "Yes!"

After finishing speaking, Nineteen looked up at Ying Zheng's expression and said.

"Your Majesty, I have already released the news about the gentleman."

"And he informed the soldiers that the horseshoes, saddles, and stirrups were all made by him."

Although it is not clear why His Majesty ordered him to do this.

But he believed that His Majesty would not harm him.

Ying Zheng nodded, "Okay, just let him go."

"If anyone asks, you can't tell me anything except your identity and position, sir."

"As for the rest, just tell me the truth."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Nineteen responded.

Wang Ben, who was standing aside, was full of doubts.

He secretly looked up at Nineteen, then at Ying Zheng.

Who is this gentleman?

I always hear Nineteen mention it these days.

But he didn't have time to ask in detail.

From what they said, the horseshoes, saddles and stirrups were all made by that gentleman and then given to them to make?

I don't know what's wrong with this gentleman's brain. He can even think of these things.

It may seem insignificant, but it is very useful!

After leaving the hall, he would catch Nineteen and ask him who this gentleman was.

Maybe I could visit you some other day.

Ying Zheng waved his hand, "Nineteen, Wang Qing, come here."

19. Wang Ben stepped forward doubtfully.

Ying Zheng said, "Next, I have a task for you."

"Your Majesty, please speak!"

"it is good."

Ying Zheng took a map from the table and spread it out on the table.

Pointing to a place above, he tapped with his fingertips.

"Here, I want you to take it down."

"Can it be done?"

Nineteen and Wang Ben looked at the map and said in a deep voice!

"able!!"

"Okay, let's discuss the specific details of the march..."

Nearly two hours later.

Nineteen and Wang Ben left the hall, one went straight to the mine and the other went straight to the military camp!

Half a month later.

19. Wang Ben led a large army to attack the State of Wei.

In this battle, the weapons and equipment made according to the blueprints are of vital importance!

The Qin army captured the capital of Wei with minimal losses and at a very small cost!

When the good news was sent back to Xianyang, Ying Zheng was overjoyed.

Zhao Gao suggested, "Your Majesty, the army of our Great Qin has crushed the State of Wei."

"This is a great joy, a great event!"

"We should celebrate with all the ministers."

Ying Zheng raised an eyebrow, "That makes sense."

"Then summon all the ministers to the palace tomorrow, hold a banquet, and celebrate properly."

"Okay! Your Majesty, I will arrange it right away!"

Zhao Gao's eyes showed surprise and he quickly agreed, then walked out of the palace quickly.

The State of Wei was destroyed, and the territory of our Great Qin expanded again.

This is great joy!

His Majesty also agreed to his proposal to hold a banquet for the emperor and his subjects to celebrate together!

This is a good thing for him!

This shows that he is becoming more and more important in His Majesty's heart!

Otherwise, why would His Majesty agree as soon as he asked?

This banquet must be held for his sake.

Normally, Your Majesty is most annoyed by these banquets.

Not only does it cost a lot of money, it's also of no real use.

Thinking of this, he quickly walked to the residence of the palace musicians.

The owner of the hall, who was arranging the musicians to practice, spotted Zhao Gao at a glance.

She hurried forward and saluted.

"Master Zhao."

"Ah."

Zhao Gao raised his chin proudly and glanced at the owner with disdain.

He glanced at the group of musicians holding musical instruments nearby.

The voice was cold and said, "Tomorrow His Majesty will hold a banquet to entertain the ministers of the court."

"Put together some of your best performances and give them a good performance tomorrow."

"If anything goes wrong accidentally, don't blame us for not warning you."

"Watch out for your heads!"

"Yes, yes, you are right. We must be careful!"

The owner of the museum said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your advice. I wonder... "

The inn owner calmly stuffed a money bag into Zhao Gao's hand.

"I wonder what your majesty wants for this rehearsal?"

"Please give us some advice, Lord Zhao, so that we can select the performances according to your majesty's requirements and preferences."

After receiving the silver, the expression on Zhao Gao's face eased a little.

The disdain and contempt in his eyes could still not be concealed.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Gao said something and turned away.

"Just pick something festive."

The owner of the museum stood there, feeling extremely angry!

I wish I could drag Zhao Gao back and give him a good beating!

But he can't, and he can't!

This person is very popular with His Majesty.

Not to mention beating him up.

Not even the slightest expression of displeasure could be shown.

Otherwise, Zhao Gao would see it and say something to Your Majesty.

She has to finish it!

Not only her, but all the musicians under her could not escape death!

So, no matter how arrogant Zhao Gao was, she had to put on a smile.

Can't offend him.

A nearby musician came over and said, "Zhao Gao's attitude is too arrogant!"

"Isn't he just a servant of His Majesty? Look at his face! It's disgusting!!"

The museum owner reached out and pulled the musician, scolding him in a stern tone.

"Shut up! Stop talking!"

"Master Zhao, you are just a little musician, how can you choreograph it?!"

"Hurry up and go train!"

The musician shut his mouth in dissatisfaction, with grievance in his eyes, but more of dissatisfaction.

Dissatisfaction with the owner.

She was doing it for her own good.

Zhao Gao treated her like that, and she just cursed him a few words on his behalf, but she actually scolded her?

Really don't know what's good for you!!

The musician shook off the owner's hand, picked up his instrument, and turned to find another musician sitting in the corner.

The musician was a young man with a handsome face and a tall stature.

It’s a pity that there was a piece of cloth tied around his eyes.

It turns out he is a blind man.

Still a good-looking blind man.

In front of him was his musical instrument, the zither.

He was holding a bamboo board in his hand, hitting the zhu again and again.

I don’t know if he heard what I just said.