I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

The east gate of Luntai sent you to go to Tianshan Road with snow.

The group rode at full speed towards the battle area in the south.

After braving wind and rain all the way, we finally arrived at our destination after more than ten days.

Near a fork in the road deep in the mountains, Huan Peng and his men dismounted in front of a stall selling wild animals at the intersection.

Huan Peng patted his trouser legs, frowning slightly as he chatted with the vendor, "Brother, I heard there's trouble in the mountains. How do you still have time to hunt and sell it?"

The old man who sold the game was wearing a coarse linen shirt and a coat made of pieces of wild rabbit fur. He spoke the local dialect and responded happily.

"That happened a few days ago. What's still not peaceful now?"

The old man pointed to a grass stool beside him and asked Huan Peng and the others to sit down and rest. He continued, "The chiefs have all agreed that we will all be one family from now on. I heard that an official road will be built for us in the spring. From now on, whatever the north has, we will have too."

"Huh?" Huan Peng was confused. How could he not know? "When did this happen? Did they cease fire and negotiate?"

"Yes, it's called peace talks. You guys know more, isn't it? It's just peace talks!"

The old man patted his thigh and became more interested in talking.

"They said they would lend us farm tools to open up wasteland, and that we would be exempt from tax for the first three years. Whatever we used would be our own, and they would also set up a free school for us."

"You know Miss Yan, right? We'll run it together with Miss Yan's ancestral temple. The charity school is free, and you can learn to read and write once you go."

"We can still continue to worship our ancestors. This is something the chiefs fought hard for. I heard that none of the six kingdoms conquered by the King of Qin had this privilege. Only we are special and can worship our ancestors. Hehe..."

At this point, the old man straightened his back with great pride, and pointed his thumb behind him, "Our chief is truly capable and unique. He didn't have to change anything, and he has also brought us many benefits. We are all very happy about this~"

Huan Peng and the others who were listening on the side looked at each other in bewilderment, and the more they listened, the more uncomfortable they felt.

What do you mean?

Is their chief, no, their king incompetent?

It seems... indeed... I am quite incompetent.

A row of people looked embarrassed and did not respond.

I don’t know if the old man did it on purpose, but he kept talking.

"Before, we couldn't even buy the things the caravans sold. They were snatched up as soon as we saw them. But now it's better. The chiefs have fought hard for it. Every village has a shop selling exquisite goods. We can get as much as you want..."

Huan Peng sat next to the old man, letting him pull him, just lowered his head and said nothing.

What benefits did you gain?

These ignorant barbarians don't even realize they've been sold.

Is it really that easy to get into a charity school? All they teach is the characters and history of the Qin Dynasty. After a few years, who will still remember their ancestors?

And that shop, it's obvious that it was built by the Ministry of Commerce.

But they still thought they had gotten a great deal.

He felt depressed and stood up suddenly.

"Hey, man, are you leaving?"

Huan Peng patted his butt and bowed to the old man, "I just remembered that I have something to do at home. Old man, we will go first."

"Oh, you're not going to buy wild game? You can roast it and eat it on the way!"

Huan Peng waved his hand to his followers, and they immediately mounted their horses and turned back the way they came.

The old man rolled his eyes at their backs.

I thought it was a big deal, but it made him waste so much time and effort.

I didn't expect that they were a bunch of poor guys who didn't even buy a single rabbit.

unlucky……

"Drive, drive, drive——"

The horse whip was lightly raised, and the soldiers behind him asked loudly, "General, where are we going?"

Huan Peng lowered his head, exerted force with his legs, and urged the horse under his crotch to run faster.

"Get your weapons, sir—"

The sound of horse hooves rang out as the cavalry galloped past like arrows from a bow, their neighing piercing the sky.

The sky was just getting light, the morning light had not yet completely dispelled the chill of the night, and the streets of Xianyang City were still shrouded in silence.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried horse hooves broke the silence.

"Report——"

The messenger team rushed past like the wind.

"A great victory on the front line, capturing Dong'ou and Minyue—"

"Great victory—great victory on the front—"

The news spread quickly throughout the city, as if it had wings. The people had just woken up from their sleep when they heard such great news. They opened their doors and happily confirmed the authenticity of the news with their neighbors.

"Mrs. Zhang, I just heard someone shouting 'great victory'. Is that true?"

"Really? I heard it too. It's in the south, where the eldest son went!"

"Oh, I have to tell my family right away!"

In the streets and alleys, people were running around to tell each other the news, their faces filled with pride and joy, and they burst into cheers. Children were running and laughing in the streets, shouting "Great victory! Great victory!"

When the officials heard the news, they hurried out of their residences and quickened their pace to the court hall.

There is good news today, His Majesty must be in a very good mood, they must go early to share in the joy.

"Hahaha, good! Good! Well done, my son!"

In the court hall, Ying Zheng's laughter was so loud that the glazed tiles inside the hall creaked slightly. All the ministers knelt on the ground and shouted "Long live the emperor".

"Your Majesty, this victory over Baiyue is a joy to our Great Qin. Your Majesty is wise, and Prince Fusu is brave!" Prime Minister Li Si spoke first, his face full of pride.

"Great Qin is overjoyed! Overjoyed!"

Congratulations echoed throughout the hall. Ying Zheng, wearing a crown, stood tall and proud, and with a wave of his hand, he awarded rewards. "All the soldiers have made contributions, and all will be rewarded!"

"Your Majesty is wise!" All the ministers echoed in unison, their voices echoing in the empty hall, carrying with them the joy that the Qin Dynasty was thriving.

Ying Zheng waved his hand, signaling all officials to take their seats.

After everyone was seated, he straightened his expression and turned to talk about post-war governance: "In the pacified areas, we will establish Minzhong County, pave official roads, and exempt taxes for three years. The required farm tools and stone materials must be mobilized as soon as possible. Do you have any suitable candidates for county governor?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the civil and military officials were cheered up.

This is the governor of a county! Holding great power, bringing honor to his family, and rising to prominence!

Who doesn’t want to fight?

Even if he cannot win the bid, he can still recommend candidates from his own relatives and friends. Maybe he can even use this to do a favor and consolidate his power in the court.

In an instant, the entire hall became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone was carefully considering the right candidate.

"Crack, bang, bang..."

Su Jinyue picked up the fruit on the table and ate it with relish.

It's a bit salty. I drink some warm tea and then "cough, cough, crunch, crunch..."

The sound of chewing fried beans became more and more obvious in the quiet hall, and Su Jinyue slowly slowed down the movement of taking the food.

what happened?

not right...

Why did the old men stop talking?

Su Jinyue suddenly withdrew her hands, her eyelids drooped, and she put on a cold expression of indifference, only shouting madly in her heart: Don't look at me, don't look at me, don't look at me!

After a moment, the old men who had thought it over looked around and gathered together. Then, a burst of whispers was heard in the hall.

"call……"

Finally back to normal.

Su Jinyue sighed and continued to pick up a piece of dessert, but this time, she was more careful and pricked up her ears, paying attention to the sounds in the hall.