Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Imperial Council (I)

Jing Er woke up slowly, and the two beauties beside him were still sleeping soundly. The soft figure of the pen and the fun and pavilion www.biquge.info is hidden under the brocade quilt, and it is still a curvy and seductive reverie. finally found the majesty of being a man, Jing Er was extremely happy. Last night, there was a big battle, and the two beauties didn't have the slightest power to fight back. In the end, he cried and begged Jing Er to spare his life!

In fact, the spiritual satisfaction of men and women is far greater than the physical pleasure. Especially in the heart-rending shouts of women, men's psychology produces great pleasure. Jing Er is addicted to this kind of pleasure, and the rarest thing in life is to lose and regain. Jing Er cherished being able to gallop on women again, and he even thought that he could have a few more sons.

Turning over and getting out of bed, the lumbar vertebrae hurt a little, and the sky outside was cloudy, and the palace people on duty at night stepped forward. Warm water was poured out of the silver bottle, and the fine linen cloth carefully wiped Jing Er's body. Today is the Great Pilgrimage, and it can't be delayed no matter what. It has been more than half a year since I went to court, and there has been a lot of discussion in the court. For the sake of Jiangshan Sheji, Jing Er still gritted his teeth and got up from the bed.

After wiping his body, Jing Er opened his hands like a pair of clothes racks. The palace people put clothes on this clothes rack, and after many years of pampered life, Jing Er has developed the habit of stretching out his hands for food to open his mouth. Whenever he accepts someone to serve, Jing Er always thinks of Yun Yue back then. He also served Yunyue like this back then, this man was the nightmare of his life. Even as the King of Qin, he couldn't let him bow his head.

Whenever he thinks of Yun Yue, Jing Er inspires ambition. Everything is to defeat this man, everything is to raise Yun Yue like a dog. As long as you like it, you will scold him like you have enough. And what he hopes most is that Yun Yue can wag his tail like a dog and beg for mercy. For this goal, he wants to go to court, and he wants Daqin to be able to defeat Pingliang and become a real emperor.

Stretching out his hand to take the sword, Jing Er strode out of the Chengming Hall with his head held high. The sky was already bright, and the sound of bells and drums was already coming from the drum tower in the distance.

With the sound of bells and drums, the gate of Xianyang Palace "squeaked" open. Ying Ao and Feng Zheng glanced behind them, and the civil and military officials stood in two long columns behind them. There has been no court meeting for more than half a year, and everyone wants to see what is going on with the king. So, the guys who don't go to court on weekdays are here. Even a few old guys from the clan also appeared behind Ying Ao. White beard and white hair, unusually conspicuous in the ranks.

With the shouting of the ceremonial official, everyone straightened up and walked towards the Xuanshu Palace. With so many people coming in at once, the quiet Xuanmuro Hall suddenly became lively. The words that were not finished just now continued to chatter, and the dinner that was not finalized just now continued to be finalized.

"The king has arrived!" Zhao Gao's voice sounded, and the lively Xuanshu Hall immediately fell silent. Everyone craned their necks and waited for the king, who had not been seen for many days. In these days, except for the prime minister and the imperial doctor, no foreign minister has seen the frightened king.

Jing Erlong walked in, and the ministers found that they hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, and the king didn't seem to have changed except that his face was a little paler. Seeing that the king was fine, the courtiers were all at ease. Today's Great Qin is at an unprecedented peak, and three of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States have been destroyed by Great Qin. Only the three kingdoms of Qi, Chu, and Wei are still lingering, if it weren't for Pingliang's troubles in the northwest. Maybe Great Qin has unified China and become the co-lord of the world.

"It's been a long time since I've had a pilgrimage, and I didn't go to court a few days ago because I wasn't feeling well. The affairs of the imperial court are presided over by the prime minister and the imperial doctor, and the two of them have worked hard. After Jing Er sat down, he praised Ying Ao and Feng Zheng.

The courtiers all looked at the two big men who were kneeling down at Jing Er's bow, and it seemed that their position was as solid as a rock. Several guys who thought they had the strength to compete decided to hibernate when they heard this.

"Thank you, King!" Ying Ao and Feng Zheng were very knowledgeable, and immediately stood up and saluted Jing Er.

"Please be seated, two of you!" Jing Er had a warm smile on his face, proving that his praise came from the bottom of his heart. Ying Ao knelt down and sat down, but Feng Zheng stood still and did not move.

"What's the chapter for the Imperial Doctor?" Jing Er glanced at Feng Zheng, the upright old guy hung his head, his eyes were staring at the ground but his waist was straight. There is a different kind of stubbornness in humility, this guy looked like this when he wanted to impeach people, but I don't know who will be unlucky today.

"The minister impeached the Taiwei Meng Tian, the eldest prince Fusu was afraid of the enemy like a tiger and was bent on avoiding the war, but he held heavy troops but did not eradicate the traitors for my Daqin and recover the old capital of my Daqin. Turtles huddled in the camp all day long, and spent huge sums of money on food. I also ask the king to replace the generals who can fight, eradicate Yunyue in the northwest as soon as possible, and recover the former capital of my Great Qin. Feng Zai's voice was loud, and every word seemed to sound a thunderbolt in the ears of the ministers.

These days, everyone is busy making war money. Smuggling all kinds of materials from Pingliang, especially the Yun family's steamed wine, the real money is very happy. Unexpectedly, this old guy took the big guy's money bag and opened the knife. Many people hate it so much, but they don't dare to jump out and speak. Because Feng Zheng was right, it had been almost a year since Yun Yue captured Yongdu. Meng Tian and they brought an army of 400,000, but they did not dare to recover it. Anyway, this is also unjustifiable.

"Uh......!" Jing Er was stunned, he didn't expect Feng Zheng to attack Meng Tian and Fusu with such a clear banner. Alexander repeatedly deduced on the sand table, and 400,000 troops looked like a lot. In fact, there is not much advantage over the Yun family's cavalry. 400,000 people attacked Yongdu, and the fragile logistics line alone would give people a headache to death. Alexander said that if the Great Wall was not built enough behind the army, the odds of victory were low. What Yun Yue is best at is attacking the grain road. Many wars have proven that hunger is the best weapon on the battlefield. As long as the grain road is cut off, you will have thousands of troops and horses in vain.

"King! The minister seconded the impeachment of the Imperial Doctor! Lord Taiwei has been on the expedition for a year, and the old minister has already dispatched more than one million stones of grain from Shuzhong. Although the amount of grain raised in Guanzhong is slightly less than this figure, it is not far off. Now Guanzhong has been exhausted by years of war, and the men are fighting outside, and the women are farming in the wilderness. Food production has fallen by 30 percent compared to previous years, and if this continues, it will be difficult for the country to afford the war again. Before Jing Er could speak, Ying Ao, who had just knelt down and sat down, also stood up.

This is a bit embarrassing, and now the two bigwigs of the three princes of the DPRK and China are joining forces to impeach the other one. The courtiers were all in shock, Jing Er didn't know what to say, and the Xuanshu Hall was immediately so quiet that the sound of heartbeat could be heard. (To be continued.) )