Time Travel: The First Female Imperial Teacher of the Qin Dynasty

"Sir, please speak quickly." Zhang Han said hurriedly.

"For example, during the breeding season for horses, we can leave the mares and foals in the city and attract the stallions into the city to obtain more war horses. In addition, we can use fire attacks to burn the Huns' grasslands so that they have no grass to eat; or use water attacks to drown their war horses; or we can use poisonous insects to bite their war horses to death." Lin Anlan said casually.

Zhang Han said with great admiration: "Young lady is truly a genius! She can actually come up with such a plan!"

Lin Anlan shrugged and said, "This is just something I thought of casually."

At this point, Zhang Han already trusted her beyond measure. After thinking for a moment, he asked tentatively, "Do you have any other plans, sir?"

"Of course." Lin Anlan nodded.

Zhang Han looked at her expectantly: "I'd like to hear more details."

Lin Anlan said slowly: "We can send soldiers disguised as herdsmen to infiltrate the Xiongnu, and then wait for an opportunity to act; we can also bribe the Xiongnu leaders to make them work for us; we can even send people to assassinate the Xiongnu king to throw them into chaos."

"Sir, you are truly amazing. I, Zhang Gan, admire you so much!" Zhang Han said with sincere admiration.

Lin Anlan waved his hand: "Don't rush to praise me, although these strategies are good, we can't implement them ourselves."

Zhang Han nodded awkwardly: "Of course, my teacher and I are not good at martial arts, so it is impossible for us to fight in person."

"So we just need to offer strategies. As for the specific battle deployment, it has nothing to do with us." Lin Anlan yawned.

"Yes, it's getting late. I should go back." Zhang Han stood up. He couldn't wait to report the news to the First Emperor. The Great Qin... was about to soar into the sky!

Unexpectedly, Lin Anlan suddenly smiled slyly: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, do you want to experience an exciting life?"

Looking at the expression on her face, Zhang Han was a little stunned. Why did he feel that the person standing in front of him was not a woman, but a prostitute? But he liked it!

Then the two of them got on a carriage and quietly came to a relatively secret brothel. Here, neither of them expected that they would meet Meng Yi.

Lin Anlan didn't care and just made a few teasing remarks, but Zhang Han was extremely embarrassed. He knew very well who Meng Yi was, and he had discovered something very important. He was really afraid that the latter would come after him to silence him.

Fortunately, Meng Yi didn't say anything. Instead, he warmly invited the two to sit down together.

Of course, I didn't come to such a place to satisfy any needs, I just wanted to drink. After all, the girls in this brothel only sell their skills but not their bodies, and drinking in such an environment is a special experience.

The three of them chatted for a long time, and they talked about the reform of the Shaofu. Lin Anlan expressed many surprising ideas.

"Mr. Lin, is there any other way besides this?" Zhang Han asked unwillingly, fearing that he had missed something.

"There is no other way." Lin Anlan shook his head, and then said, "Other methods are similar to this. However, there are many similar cases in history, and they have been successful."

"Oh?" Zhang Han and Meng Yi's eyes lit up when they heard this. "I'd like to hear more about it!"

"Ugh……"

Lin Anlan sighed and waved his hands helplessly: "If you don't understand, forget it."

"This……"

The two looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Although they are all military commanders, who is not arrogant? Lin Anlan actually said that they didn't understand. Isn't this too contemptuous? Just when the two wanted to argue, Meng Yi suddenly laughed.

"Haha, good, good!"

He laughed loudly and said three good words in a row. His eyes were full of appreciation and admiration when he looked at Lin Anlan.

"Listening to Mr. Lin's words today is worth ten years of reading!"

Meng Yi was very satisfied and said immediately: "These methods are very good. I will go back and record them and let Lao Zhao present them for reform!"

After saying that, he bowed to Lin Anlan and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lin. I'll leave first!"

Without waiting for Lin Anlan to reply, he hurried away. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned back, took out a heavy purse from his arms and put it on the table.

"This is a thank you to Mr. Lin. Please accept it." Without waiting for Lin Anlan to refuse, he strode away.

Looking at his departing back, Lin Anlan's mouth twitched slightly. Sure enough, he still couldn't communicate well with the ancients...

At this time, Zhang Han next to him suddenly came up and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lin, those examples you just mentioned, are they referring to..."

"Shh!"

Before he could finish, Lin Anlan made a silent gesture: "It can only be understood, not expressed in words. Do you understand?"

Zhang Han was stunned for a moment, then nodded as if he suddenly realized something.

"I understand, I understand!" He looked around nervously, and when he found that there was no one else, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then, his face changed again, revealing a trace of panic.

"Oops!"

He exclaimed in a low voice and rushed out quickly: "Mr. Lin, I'll take my leave first!"

"Hey, you..."

Lin Anlan was stunned for a moment. Before he could say anything, Zhang Han had disappeared into the night.

"This is really inexplicable..." She muttered, and without thinking much, she turned and went into the house.

In the carriage, Zhang Han's face turned red and he was breathing heavily.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" The coachman was frightened by his appearance and thought something had happened.

"Hurry, prepare the pen and ink!" Zhang Han yelled, scaring the coachman.

"Yes, my lord!"

The driver did not dare to delay and quickly prepared the pen and ink.

Zhang Han picked up a pen and wrote a string of words on his clothes. After writing, he carefully blew it dry, and then roared again.

"Enter the palace and see His Majesty!"

As soon as the words fell, the carriage immediately started galloping towards the direction of the palace.

When he arrived at the palace, Zhang Han didn't care about anything else and trotted all the way to the outside of Ying Zheng's study.

"Your Majesty, I have an urgent matter to discuss!"

Ying Zheng, who was reviewing memorials, couldn't help but frown when he heard the noise outside.

"Come in." He said in a deep voice, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhang Han walked in and was about to kneel down to pay his respects when he was interrupted by Ying Zheng: "Okay, if there's anything urgent, tell me."

Ying Zheng put down the pen in his hand and looked at him: "Your Majesty, look at this!"

As he said this, he showed the words on the clothes to Ying Zheng.