Wei Yiwen was so angry that his palms were trembling.

The old minister blurted out: "Emperor Qin!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Wei Yiwen realized that something was wrong - for His Majesty Jiang Yuan in front of him, the word Qin Huang was like a taboo. Just mentioning it would cause Jiang Yuan's mood to fluctuate violently.

Contrary to Wei Yiwen's expectation, Jiang Yuan's expression calmed down.

Those eyes looked at Wei Yiwen and said:

"Wei Xiangguo seems to think highly of the traitor emperor."

"In that case, why don't you go to the south of the Yangtze River and throw yourself under the slaying of that traitorous emperor?"

Wei Yiwen's back was wet. He remained silent for a long time and then just said:

"Old minister, I don't dare."

But he knew that his words made him angry, and he could no longer persuade him from the position of an old minister. He sighed and said: "However, the palace and gardens built by your Majesty are really too big and too excessive.

luxurious."

"Too much manpower is used, which wastes people and money."

Jiang Yuan was surprised: "A waste of money and people?!"

He smiled, and the beautiful-looking emperor swept his sleeves and said calmly:

"Don't you know, Prime Minister? The autumn farming season is over."

"Spring plowing hasn't started yet, so how can these past few months be considered a hard work for the people?"

"Being idle is also idle."

These six words were like a sharp sword, making Wei Yiwen's body pause. He seemed to be inside these six words,

I got a glimpse of what the new His Majesty, who is known as a virtuous man, is really like on the inside.

Wei Yiwen began to feel a little uneasy.

After Wei Yiwen left, the internal history minister Yu Shiji said:

"Back then, Xiangguo Wei valued Mr. Po Jun very highly, but now I know that Mr. Po Jun is the "mastermind" whom King Qin had regarded as his sworn friend since he was young!"

This understatement made Jiang Yuan even more unhappy with Wei Yiwen.

He started building the palace in September.

It gradually grew bigger and bigger, and ordinary spectacles could no longer satisfy him.

When Daye was three years old.

It was also the beginning of Emperor Qin's third year. Emperor Qin seemed to be at odds with Jiang Su. Even during the New Year, the Horse King refused to go back. He stayed in the heavy snow in the middle of winter, wearing dark clothes and pointing at Jiang Su.

Suitable for scolding.

When I got back and was tired, I opened my mouth and gnawed, which was a slightly blackened toasted bun.

Li Guanyi's mouth twitched.

The silver-haired girl looked at him quietly and pointed at the steamed bun without any expression on her face.

Said: "There is honey."

Li Guanyi grinned and saw the little Qilin over there, clutching his stomach and lying there with his limbs spread out.

It was obvious that he had already experienced something.

Li Guan ate Yaoguang's hand-made grilled steamed buns without changing his expression.

"tasty!"

The silver-haired girl's eyes curved slightly.

Then he picked up a big package and opened it. The steamed buns inside were stacked together like a hill. The silver-haired girl stood there with no expression on her face and her body swayed slightly.

Li Guanyi has been with her for ten years.

I know this means Yao Guang is in a good mood.

But seeing so many baked buns, Qin Huang and Qilin's hearts sank a little.

The silver-haired girl raised her hand and rolled up the cuff of her left arm.

Then roll up the right sleeve.

But during this movement, the left sleeve slipped down.

In the third case, Li Guanyi gave the Qilin a color, and the little Qilin got up in a hurry. Li Guan said, "Let me help you get up."

The silver-haired girl blinked and stretched out her arms.

Li Guanyi was already much taller than her. He bent down slightly, rolled up the girl's sleeves a few times, held them steady, and then folded the sleeves here. At the gate of the camp, a certain purple-eyed counselor's mouth twitched.

Twitched and hung down.

Yaoguang, white hair!

You are so despicable!

The silver-haired girl thought for a moment, stretched out her hand, and took Li Guanyi's arm.

A pair of clear and quiet eyes looked at Po Jun calmly.

Think about it.

According to the records in the Jianghu storybook, he raised his chin.

Mr. Pojun:

There was a burst of fragrance in the air, but Qilin took the opportunity to bake all the steamed buns with Qilin Fire. The outer skin was slightly yellow, slightly cracked, and the texture was crisp, but the inside was soft. A baked steamed bun,

Triple taste.

Yaoguang successfully forced Qilin to develop extremely specialized cooking skills.

Kirin's potential is huge.

For example, if little Qilin knew that he would eat all-you-can-eat grilled steamed buns baked by Yao Guang himself, he could make three dishes and one soup overnight.

None of them are the same!

It was already winter, and before the New Year's Day, Li Guanyi asked the flying eagle to bring meat supplies from behind. Everyone went out to look for stones, and then set up marching stoves, set up cauldrons, and broke open the rivers in the open spaces between the camps.

Take out the ice on the surface and bring out the water.

Cut up large pieces of meat and cook them with many root plants.

It's a big pot of steaming hot food with a fragrant aroma.

The emperor of Qin, his soldiers, and the lieutenants shared the same food and drink. They held their swords and sang loudly, and the officers and men of the three armies cheered for it. The sound of the three armies singing in unison resounded through the winter, and everyone laughed and was extremely enthusiastic.

Although these soldiers were a little regretful that they could not go back during the Chinese New Year.

But His Majesty the Emperor of Qin is here, right in front, eating meat with them, and staying here with them, so everyone has no dissatisfaction.

Emperor Qin is still here, so what complaints do they have?!

Leading by example is nothing more than that.

at the same time.

Emperor Ying built the Western Garden, which is a hundred miles in diameter; the sea is within it, and the circumference is more than ten miles; it is the abbot, Penglai, and the mountains of Yingzhou.

More than a hundred feet above the water, you can see the palace from the platform, on Luoluo Mountain, with your back like a god.

There is Longlin Canal in the north, which flows into the sea.

Along this waterway, there are a total of sixteen courtyards, all with gates facing the canal. Each courtyard is headed by a lady of four grades. The palaces and buildings are extremely gorgeous. Because it is winter, the leaves of the trees have fallen, and the ribbons and silk are cut into colorful leaves.

, attached to the branches, once they fade, they are immediately replaced with new ones, always like spring.

All the beauties in the sixteen courtyards bared their clothes, hoping to attract His Majesty's favor.

What an extravagant and lascivious thing.

But soon, Jiang Yuan became tired of this kind of gameplay. When he saw the beautiful wife of an uncle, he found an excuse to knock that uncle into a commoner.

He also asked the eunuch to bring a gold box, seal it personally, and give it to his wife.

When the lady saw it, she was frightened and thought it was poisonous, so she didn't dare to open it.

After the eunuch urged it many times, he opened it and saw that there were several concentric knots in the box. This kind of thing was quite popular in the palace. Everyone knew what it meant. The maids breathed a sigh of relief and said happily:

"Save death!"

The lady opened her mouth and fell down, refusing to thank her and accept His Majesty's order.

All the people in the palace forced her to kowtow to thank her.

That night, His Majesty went to bed.

The next day, the lady jumped into the well and committed suicide.

Jiang Yuan didn't care anymore. He just wore fine clothes and rode a horse. He walked through the luxurious garden he opened. He felt so comfortable all over and said to Mr. Guo Yan next to him: "Now I know that for the king,
To be continued...