Chapter 149 Technology Is Just Digging up Our Ancestors’ Graves? Ying Zheng Angrily Beats up the Seven Wolves!

Ying Zheng almost bursts into tears when he thinks about how much he plays with the souls of his biological father and grandfather!

People can't!

At least it shouldn't!

Sensing Ying Zheng's strange look, Ying Chengxuan immediately explained: "Brother, phosphine can not only be collected from grave pits, but can also be prepared in many ways."

"As far as I know, there are nine methods!"

"Nine types!"

"Collecting it from the tomb is just the simplest method."

Ying Zheng came back to his senses and slowly raised his head to look at Ying Chengyu.

Ying Chengyu explained sincerely: "Brother Wang, this fire has nothing to do with ghosts and gods. I call it: technology!"

"It is a technology that can be realized by human power!"

"Technology?" Ying Zheng looked coldly and untied the jade-gold belt around his waist: "What you call technology is digging your ancestral graves, collecting ancestor spirits, and then playing with your ancestors?"

Ying Chengyu immediately became alert: "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Ying Zheng shouted angrily: "Brother, I'm going to beat you to death for this unscrupulous descendant who has disturbed the kings of the past generations and used the name of the kings of the past generations to do evil things!"

Ying Cheng jumped up in shock: "Brother, it wasn't me who disturbed the kings of all generations, it was Ying Qing who made these jars!"

"And this fire really has nothing to do with the kings of the past. This is science~!"

While he was talking, a belt fell on Ying Chengyu's legs.

Ying Chengyu ran out of the car, still shouting: "Brother, calm down!"

"No matter how ridiculous I am, I will never play with the souls of my ancestors!"

"When this is over, I will show you all the other methods of making phosphine!"

Ying Zheng shouted angrily: "Shuzi, stop!"

Ying Zheng scolded fiercely, but he didn't pursue him any more. He just slapped his belt lightly on Ying Chengyu's back.

"What a fool!" Watching Ying Chengyuan escape from the carriage, Ying Zheng yelled and cursed again.

After fastening his belt, Ying Zheng was sitting on the soft couch. He first bowed his head to the jar on the desk, and then bowed his head in the direction of the ancestral temple.

With his forehead touching the car board, Ying Zheng appealed in a sincere voice: "The kings of the Qin Dynasty are above, and it is unworthy of the descendants of the government to worship the ancestors of all generations!"

"Mr. Chang'an behaves recklessly and acts in the name of his ancestors. This is all due to improper political discipline!"

"The government has severely punished Lord Chang'an as a lesson!"

"If Lord Chang'an is guilty, and the crime lies in politics, I ask all the kings to punish the Lord in politics, and don't dislike Lord Chang'an because of this!"

"This year's twelfth lunar month festival, we have decided to hold sacrifices to Qianlao in the ancestral temple to feast on our ancestors!"

"Unworthy descendants, I would like to express my gratitude to our ancestors!"

After bowing his head respectfully, Ying Zheng just raised his head and sighed helplessly: "When will this child stop everyone from worrying!"

Ying Zheng, who was firmly convinced of the existence of ghosts and gods, was really tired when he saw his younger brother digging sacrifice pits and ancestral graves!

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Ying Zheng prepared a sumptuous dinner, but few people were in the mood to indulge in the fun.

After two nights and one day of fighting, everyone just wanted to take a good nap after eating and drinking!

At the second quarter of the next day (9:30), Ying Zheng left the carriage and saw that the surroundings were still quiet.

Walking quietly into the temporary military camp, Ying Zheng frowned slightly and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

Xiong Qi, who had not slept for two nights, hurried over with dark circles under his eyes and responded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the tents carried by our army plus the tents in Yongcheng are only enough for 20,000 people."

"It was dark last night, and the soldiers were exhausted physically and mentally. They had no time to build tents, so they had to make do for the night."

Xiong Qi tried his best.

But it’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

Ying Zheng did not blame Xiong Qi, but sighed softly: "I am ashamed of my soldiers!"

Seeing a soldier with his arms wrapped in the cold morning wind, his spirit and body trembling in his sleep, Ying Zheng took off his cloak and put it on the man.

Even though Ying Zheng had been as gentle as possible, these people had just experienced a fight!

Wang Bo's eyes suddenly opened, his right hand quickly grasped the hilt of the sword, and he shouted angrily: "Who!"

Xiong Qi nervously stepped on Wang Bo's hand and yelled loudly: "How dare you draw your sword in front of your Majesty!"

Only then did Wang Bo see clearly that the person squatting in front of him was actually wearing a black upper garment with red stripes, and even wore a crown of the King of Qin on his head!

Wang Bo immediately panicked and quickly threw away his sword and knelt down to bow his head: "I don't know that the king is in front of me. I hope that the king will forgive me!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand and told Xiong Qi to stop his feet. He personally helped Wang Bo up and said warmly: "The general fought hard for the few, but he is still alert after falling asleep. What crime is there?"

"I should not disturb the warrior while he is sleeping soundly!"

"It's late spring and the weather is still cool, so wear thick layers to avoid getting cold."

After Ying Zheng talked about hot and cold, Wang Bo felt that his body had become much warmer. Looking down, Wang Bo was shocked to find that he had a black cape with red stripes on his body!

Wang Bo hurriedly took off his cloak and said repeatedly: "Your Majesty, this general is just a hairpin and cannot wear this kind of clothes!"

However, Ying Zheng firmly tightened Wang Bo's cloak with his own hands and said in a deep voice: "A strong man has no clothes, so a humble man wears the same robe as a strong man!"

"Who dares to say that a strong man violates the law? I will tell you otherwise!"

Looking up at Ying Zheng's firm gaze at close range and feeling the warmth brought by the cloak, Wang Bo's eyes turned red.

The song "No Clothes" inspired him to leave home and ask why.

The song "No Clothes" urged him to take the risk and take up the sword to fight for the king.

Now, when he has no clothes, the king is indeed wearing the same clothes as him!

The song has become a reality, which is the greatest encouragement to Wang Bo!

Wang Bo no longer resisted Ying Zheng's hand, but just said in a low voice: "You treat me as a national hero, I will repay you as a national hero!"

The soldiers nearby had already been awakened by the voices of several people.

Watching Ying Zheng's actions and listening to his words, all the soldiers stood up, bowed and shouted: "You treat me as a national hero, I will repay you as a national hero!"

In the shouting, there was a rare emotion in the Qin army.

Its name is-loyalty!

Lv Buwei, who hurried over, couldn't help but smile with relief: "Your Majesty, the people's hearts can be used!"

Ying Zheng pressed down with both hands to stop the shouting of the crowd, and said seriously: "There are still comrades who are sleeping soundly, don't disturb their sweet dreams."

Everyone nodded hurriedly, no longer letting the emotion of being moved flow down their throats, but hiding this emotion in their hearts.

Ying Zheng continued, "The Military Rank Law stipulates that the meritorious service shall be determined after the corpse is exposed for three days."

"So although the war is over, I still need the soldiers to stay in the barracks for another three days to calculate the military merits."

"Later, I will send people to the cities to get tents and other supplies, and I will definitely not let the soldiers suffer from cold."

Wang Bo and others became more and more excited. Even though Ying Zheng asked them to be quiet, many soldiers bowed and whispered:

"Yes!"

Ying Zheng smiled: "The merit of winning the battle shall be determined after the corpse is exposed for three days, but the merit of protecting the emperor can be confirmed by me."

"I have sent people to Yongcheng to get the crowns. Today, I will confer titles and crowns on all the soldiers!"

Wang Bo and others could no longer hold back their excitement and shouted in unison:

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng's prestige in the hearts of this militia is growing.

But Xiong Qi became more and more anxious.

Seeing that Ying Zheng intended to confer titles on all the soldiers personally, Xiong Qi could not help it.

"Your Majesty!" Xiong Qi interrupted Ying Zheng's enthusiasm and asked in a deep voice: "According to the confession of the traitors, Weiwei Huang Jie is leading the internal historian Zhao Si and other traitors to attack Xianyang Palace!"

"The enemy army is powerful, but the defense in Xianyang City is empty. I think it is impossible to resist the enemy's offensive."

"Xianyang City is the capital of my great Qin State, and the eldest son is still in Xianyang Palace. It must not be lost!"

Ying Zheng looked surprised: "There is such a thing!"

Xiong Qi didn't believe that Ying Zheng didn't know that Lao Ai's troops were attacking Xianyang Palace.

Xiong Qi believed that Ying Zheng's arrangement to personally confer titles on the soldiers who came to defend the king after the war was not only to win the hearts of the people, but also to find an excuse to keep Ying Zheng busy, so that he had no time to care about the battle of Xianyang City.

But Xiong Qi couldn't let Ying Zheng do this!

Xiong Qi bowed his hands and replied solemnly: "It is true!"

"At the same time that the rebels sent troops to Qinian Palace, they had already sent troops to Xianyang Palace."

"I advise you to send troops back to Xianyang City as soon as possible!"

Ying Zheng frowned and nodded solemnly: "Changping Jun is right!"

But Lu Buwei said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, our troops have been fighting for two days. The battle is extremely difficult and dangerous. Even Your Majesty has personally fought in armor."

"The soldiers and horses in Yongcheng have suffered a lot of casualties, the military strength is weak, and the people are exhausted. It is really difficult to fight again!"

"Even if Your Majesty is willing to rescue Xianyang City, our army is powerless!"

Xiong Qi urgently hopes that Ying Zheng will return to rescue quickly to rescue the Chu family's relatives.

But Lu Buwei hopes that Ying Zheng will return as slowly as possible, or even not to return to rescue!

This will severely damage the Chu family's relatives.

If the Queen Mother Huayang dies in Xianyang Palace, it will be even more interesting!

After losing the banner of the Queen Mother Huayang, how many years can the Chu clan's relatives hold out?

Xiong Qi said anxiously: "The army is indeed tired, but we can eat and sleep well today and set out again tomorrow."

"I would like to lead my followers to rescue Xianyang City today!"

Ying Zheng said firmly: "No!"

"Changping Jun and his followers are the soldiers who have fought the longest in this battle, with the most casualties and the most fatigued."

"What good will it do to the overall situation if Changping Jun only leads his followers to rescue Xianyang City?"

Xiong Qi became more and more anxious: "But, Your Majesty..."

Ying Zheng interrupted Xiong Qi and said decisively: "My men can still fight."

"My son and grandmother are both in Xianyang Palace. If Xianyang Palace is really "I am no less worried than Lord Changping if the rebels attack. "

"Today I will lead all the young men and Lord Chang'an to gallop back to Xianyang City."

Xiong Qi was so moved that he bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ying Zheng said in a deep voice, "But I have already promised the soldiers and civilians of the Great Qin that I will personally confer titles on them."

"Now the situation in Xianyang is serious, but I cannot break my promise to the soldiers and civilians of the Great Qin."

"So Lord Changping needs to stay in Yongcheng to preside over the conferment of titles on behalf of the people."

"After the conferment of titles, please ask Lord Changping to lead the remaining troops to support Xianyang!"

Xiong Qi was slightly stunned.

Your Majesty, so everything you did just now was not just to delay time, but you are waiting for me here?

Xiong Qi struggled for a moment: "Since the king of Dai is conferring a title, it is more appropriate for Prime Minister Lu."

Lu Buwei showed the silk cloth tied around his right chest and sighed softly: "I am also willing to confer a title on behalf of the king for the military and civilians."

"But my chest and lungs are injured and it is difficult for me to fight for a long time."

"It is difficult for me to return to Xianyang City with the king, and it is even more difficult for me to confer a title on behalf of the king. I can only rest quietly in Yongcheng."

"So I still have to trouble Changping Jun for this matter."

Xiong Qi felt cold in his heart.

It was false that Lu Buwei stayed in Yongcheng to recuperate, but it was true that he was watching his movements!