In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

"Now that the territories of Han and Wei have been initially pacified, although the people's hearts are unsettled, it is not without solutions. When I was attacking Wei, I opened the treasury to bestow favors upon the people."

"For ordinary people, their homes are in front of the country. As long as their lives are stable and prosperous, they will be loyal to Qin and proud to be citizens of Qin, setting an example for the people of the world," Ying Ziqing said calmly.

Ying Zheng seemed to be deep in thought; Ying Ziqing's words gave him a sense of sudden enlightenment.

"In your opinion, General, should I reduce or exempt taxes for the regions of Han and Wei?"

"Indeed, with the territories of Han and Wei newly settled, Qin officials should be dispatched to tour the regions, exempting them from taxes for one year, and then reducing the tax rate to two or three tenths after that. At the same time, Confucian scholars should be sent to Han and Wei to enlighten the people, letting them know that only subjects of Great Qin can enjoy this treatment. Simultaneously, those remnants of the royal family should be eradicated, preventing them from rising again."

At the same time, they spread the message in Han and Wei that all ethnic groups under heaven are people of the Chinese nation, born of the same root, thus diminishing their perception of the two states of Han and Wei.

One year later, this land became Qin territory.

"Very well! As the commander says, I will draft an edict tomorrow to announce it to the world! Haha, tonight I will host a banquet in the palace for the commander to welcome him back."

Ying Ziqing nodded slightly, without refusing.

The carriage stopped in front of Ying Ziqing's residence. After parting ways with Ying Zheng, Ying Ziqing got off the carriage.

As soon as he stepped down, a fiery red figure rushed into his arms; it was Yan Lingji, who had been eagerly waiting at the door.

Ying Ziqing gently stroked her hair and said softly:

"I am back."

Yan Lingji's arms clung tightly to Ying Ziqing's neck, refusing to let go, while her legs wrapped around him like a sloth, refusing to come down.

Looking into the watery eyes of the beauty in his arms, Ying Ziqing removed his mask and leaned down to kiss her red lips.

Yan Lingji responded to Ying Ziqing with fiery passion, as if she wanted to reclaim all the longing she had felt over the past few days.

Jingxinmo, who had just come out of the house, was about to find Ying Ziqing to say something, but at Ying Ziqing's signal, he quietly retreated.

Three hours later,

He looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.

At this moment, Mirror Heart Demon brought over a bowl of nourishing soup, saying in a fawning tone:

"General, this is a tonic soup made from thousand-year-old ginseng and hundred-year-old snow lotus."

Ying Ziqing nodded in satisfaction. "Well done."

Although Mirror Heart Demon was a bit obsequious, he always managed to appear at the right time when Ying Ziqing needed him. This pleased Ying Ziqing greatly.

After drinking the tonic soup in one gulp, Ying Ziqing's internal energy was replenished somewhat.

At this moment, Li Cunli, dressed in white robes, strode over and bowed to Ying Ziqing, saying:

"Your subordinate greets the Commander-in-Chief. Commander-in-Chief, our spies from the Yin-Yang School have reported that Yun Zhongjun and Xinghun, high-ranking members of the Yin-Yang School, are leading a group of Yin-Yang School disciples into Xianyang City. I have already ordered men to secretly monitor them."

"Where is the Moon Goddess? Where is she now?"

"Reporting to the commander, the Moon Goddess was sent to the southern part of Qi by the Eastern Emperor half a month ago."

Ying Ziqing seemed to be deep in thought. Since that old bastard Donghuang Taiyi wanted to cooperate with the Bad People, yet he sent the Moon Goddess to the Qi Kingdom and had Yun Zhongjun and Xinghun come to meet him...

Ying Ziqing chuckled lightly. It seemed this was a case of offering one's head to the blade, a perfect opportunity to make it clear to Donghuang that cooperation was possible, but only if the wicked were in charge...

"By the way, Commander, Situ Wanli of the Hidden Dragon Hall has sent word that the Xiang family of Chu has contacted the Second Hall of the Farmer's School to plot against you, and the Mo family of the Mechanized City is also eager to make a move against you."

Ying Ziqing chuckled, a cold glint flashing in her indifferent eyes.

"These guys are really restless. Since that's the case, then I'll give them a chance. As for the farmer, you can send a thousand bad guys to gather near the farmer. After dealing with these clowns, I'll personally go and take a look around the farmer."

"Yes, Commander! I will do it immediately."

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As night fell, the once quiet Xianyang Palace was now brightly lit and bustling with activity.

One by one, beautiful palace maids carried fine wine and delicacies around the banquet.

In the main hall,

Ying Zheng turned to look at Ying Ziqing and asked with a smile:

"Is the commander satisfied with the dancers' performance?"

“Very good,” Ying Ziqing said succinctly.

"Then these dancers will be given to the commander-in-chief, so that he can enjoy dancing and having fun in his spare time."

Ying Ziqing shook his head and smiled, his voice hoarse as he said:

"Then I thank Your Majesty."

"General, you are joking. By the way, I have another matter to ask of you."

Ying Ziqing said calmly, "Your Majesty may speak frankly."

Ying Zheng beckoned Fusu, who was kneeling in the distance, to come to him, and said with a smile to Ying Ziqing:

"General, my son Fusu is fond of Confucianism and has a weak character. How can he possibly lead this great Qin in the future? Therefore, I would like to ask you to serve as Fusu's tutor."

Ying Ziqing was speechless. Others might be overjoyed to hear that he was to be Fusu's teacher, but Ying Ziqing felt a little disgusted.

Not only because Fusu was the original owner's older brother, but also because his weak and incompetent personality was speechless.

However, since Ying Zheng has brought this up, it wouldn't be unreasonable for him to train Fusu on his behalf.

“Your Majesty, I will not take on the role of the prince’s teacher, but I can keep Fusu by my side and teach him for a while.”

Ying Zheng readily agreed and, pulling Fusu along, made him kneel before Ying Ziqing.

Ying Ziqing felt somewhat helpless. He had originally come to drink and admire the ladies, but now he had gained a disciple.

Since that's the case, then he'll have to give Fusu a good beating...

For some reason, Fusu suddenly felt an extreme sense of unease...

The author's thoughts:

I've been waiting for train tickets for several days and still haven't managed to get one. Looks like I won't be able to go to school at all ( ?_? )