Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me for corruption

Chapter 102 It is indeed Qin Feng! It should be regarded as the national charm of Qin!

Gold armor is indeed more attractive than silver armor. It is not unreasonable for gold to be respected both at home and abroad in ancient and modern times.

The color of gold is bright without losing grace, gorgeous without losing solemnity, and reminds people of the sun, which can give birth to all things and blaze all living beings.

Therefore, tracing back to the source, gold worship and sun worship are usually inseparable!

As for the color of silver, it is more than dazzling and gorgeous, but not graceful and solemn. After all, it is shallow and inferior...

In other words, it’s just too showy and has no aesthetic appeal!

Therefore, when Ying Zheng, wearing gilt armor, and Qin Mo, who was wearing silver armor, stood together in the sun, it was not just a judgment of superiority, but also a judgment of superiority.

The officials and surrounding guards looked at it with straight eyes, smacking their lips in admiration.

Especially the later-style dragon and phoenix patterns opened the eyes of civil and military officials and guards.

I am used to seeing the crude and simple style, but when I take a quick look at the delicate and realistic style, it has quite an intuitive visual impact.

And it should not be said that the cute cartoon group patterns drawn by Qin Mo were probably secretly despised by the Shaofu officials and craftsmen.

After all, it is armor for the emperor to wear, and the cute patterns are really cheap, so the finished product's silver dragon and phoenix patterns are not only delicate and realistic, but also powerful and heavy.

The ancestors' exquisite aesthetics once again crushed Qin Mo, a non-mainstream defective product educated by the system!

"Hey, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful..."

Ying Zheng looked at himself in the oversized bronze mirror and was filled with admiration.

He looked at the beautiful bronze mirror for a long time, then looked at Qin Mo with unfinished thoughts, and said, "Ai Qing, can you make arrangements properly so that I can inspect the Yue people?"

Qin Mo clasped his hands and said, "I've asked you to get ready in the morning. I thought I'd wait a long time."

"However, since I want to show off His Majesty's majesty... I suddenly thought that I composed a new song of elegant music with the female officials of Xianyang a few days ago, so that the pomp can be a little more complete!"

The female officials of Xianyang he mentioned were naturally the good sisters of Yu Ji.

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment and suddenly remembered that before Qin Mo left Xianyang, he had hung out with those unruly female officials for many days, and he even reprimanded Qin Mo for this.

Moreover, not only Ying Zheng knew about this, but all the civil and military officials also knew about it later!

"Prime Minister Qin, please don't mess around. Although he was awarded an official status, he was born into a prostitute after all. How can the music he composed be used for your majesty?"

Feng Jie, the censor doctor, hurriedly came out to stop him.

Although the other officials did not say anything, their frowning and shaking their heads showed everything.

Even Ying Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He waved his hands and said: "The power of a king lies in his military and governance. The rest are just a foil. Having this golden armor is already a luxury. If you love me, you don't need to pay too much attention to it."

Qin Mo clasped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, please do not rush for success. Please deal with the government affairs with the princes. I will inform your Majesty when I am ready."

After that, he squeezed his way through the crowd of officials who were still shaking their heads and went straight to his tent not far away.

Fusu led the two children and the little rhinoceros and hurriedly followed.

Ying Zheng and the officials looked at each other in disbelief, then reluctantly returned to the imperial tent and continued to deal with government affairs.

…

…

In the afternoon, the sun sets in the west.

Qin Mo and Fu Su finally returned to the imperial tent to see Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty, everything is ready. It's time to inspect the Yue people."

"good."

Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slips and walked out of the imperial tent surrounded by hundreds of officials.

There were a thousand knights of the Imperial Guard waiting outside the tent, riding all divine black horses, as well as several black chariots. Except for the drivers, the rest of them were drum and trumpeters in the army.

Ying Zheng and Bai Guan glanced at the drum and trumpet players, and finally their eyes fell on two of them, or rather on the pipa in their arms.

The pipa is an existing musical instrument in the Qin Dynasty, but its shape is relatively simple and there is no pear-shaped resonance box. It is definitely not as mature and graceful as the one in the arms of the two drummers and trumpeters at this time.

Ying Zheng looked back and asked, "Is this Ai Qing and those female officials tinkering with new musical instruments?"

"Exactly!"

Qin Mo clasped his hands and said yes, explaining: "There are other musical instruments, but they are not used at this time."

Ying Zheng nodded and said nothing, and boarded a gold-lacquered chariot drawn by six yellow gelding horses.

Qin Mo and Fu Su mounted white horses and accompanied them on both sides of the chariot.

It is worth mentioning that Fusu has now put on the bright silver armor that he has longed for. He and Qin Mo are on the left and right, accompanying Ying Zheng's chariot. At first glance, he looks like the second general of Humph...

"Let's go~!"

Qin Mo and other civil and military officials also mounted the black horses prepared for them and immediately shouted in long tones.

The hoofs of more than a thousand knights stampeding on their horses, surrounded Ying Zheng as he meandered.

Zheng——

The two pipa players plucked the strings together, and the unique sonorous tone of the pipa was suddenly like a broken silver bottle, giving rise to a fierce and murderous aura.

Boom——

The cowhide war drums beat at the same time, and the heart-stirring and powerful war drums and the sonorous and sharp pipa sounds complemented each other equally.

Toot toot—

Several trumpeters puffed up their cheeks and blew long horns amid the mix of pipa and war drums.

The sound of the trumpet, as low as rolling thunder, and the powerful and fierce pipa and war drums add a weight as heavy as Mount Tai!

Ying Zheng and all the civil and military officials couldn't help but trembled when they heard their scalps tingling, with dumbfounded expressions on their faces.

The beginning of this elegant music has set the tone for the whole song, soaring to the sky with solemn majesty!

It’s completely unlike the music that a singer who uses sex to entertain people can compose!

After all the civil and military officials were stunned, their eyes shone brightly, and Feng Jie even praised: "What a good tune, just in line with the great Qin Dynasty~!"

Ying Zheng also high-fived and praised Qin Mo, who was driving beside the car, and asked: "My dear, what is the name of this song?"

This is a proper large-scale real fragrance scene.

Qin Mo replied happily: "Your Majesty, the name of this song is..."

Ying Zheng didn't wait for him to say anything before he nodded and said, "Well, Qin Yun, that's quite appropriate."

He was obviously afraid that Qin Mo, who was not mainstream, would give the song a vulgar title.

Qin Mo was so angry that he was suffering from internal injuries. He smacked his lips unwillingly and said, "I actually want to say "Qin Feng"."

Ying Zheng raised his thick eyebrows: "There are ten poems by Qin Feng in the Book of Songs, and each has a nickname, such as "Wu Yi", "Jian Jia", etc. Aiqing named this song Qin Feng, and he also needed a nickname.

"

Qin Mo shook his head: "I won't give you a nickname, just Qin Feng."

Ying Zheng was confused: "Why?"

Qin Mo smiled slightly and pointed at the knights around him.

Ying Zheng turned around and glanced around, just in time to see more than a thousand knights, shouting to the rhythm of the murderous drums: "Wind! Wind!! Strong wind~!!!"

Well, it is the film score "Wind" composed by Master Tan for the National Master.

The spirit of Ying Zheng and the civil and military officials was shocked. The awe-inspiring roar and the chilling drum music complemented each other perfectly. Hearing it made people feel the desolate and heroic spirit of swallowing thousands of miles.

"Qin Feng! It is indeed Qin Feng! It should be regarded as the national charm of Great Qin!" Ying Zheng patted the railings of the chariot and said with emotion.

This is to designate this Qin Feng as national music.

Qin Mo clasped his hands and said: "This song is too aggressive, and due to limited conditions, I only select one section and let the drum and trumpet players play it repeatedly. It can only be used as military music in front of the battle to boost our morale and encourage the enemy's courage."

"If Your Majesty wants to decide on the national music, you might as well listen to the complete piece someday and make your decision before it's too late."

"Moreover, I have a few other pieces of music. Your Majesty can choose the best ones!"

Ying Zheng nodded and said with a smile: "I mistakenly blamed you for loving you at first. You can play with the elegance of a foreign country by having fun with those female officials."

Qin Mo clasped his hands in shame, feeling ashamed.

…

The military stronghold where 20,000 troops were stationed was actually very large. By the time the imperial team arrived at the outskirts of the military stronghold, the setting sun was already burning like blood.

Zhang Liang, his swordsmen, nine tribes of Yue people, and 5,000 tribal prisoners of war had already had their armor confiscated by the Forbidden Army, and were waiting for inspection by the emperor.

"Gudu, the majesty of the First Emperor is getting more and more intimidating..."

Kui looked at the imposing force of more than a thousand cavalry and listened to the thrilling killing drums. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and sighed.

Zhang Liang was also swallowing secretly, his face full of gloom.

When he was in Chu, he, Kui and other retainers followed the emperor, looking for an opportunity to assassinate him. At that time, Ying Zheng was investigating treachery and eradicating corruption, and wherever he went, the people cheered and returned.

feel!

Therefore, he discussed with Han Cheng, the Lord of Hengyang, to let most of his retainers escort his family members to establish a foothold in the land of Baiyue, with the intention of sharing the restoration dividend...

But at this moment, the only illusion he had was destroyed.

The First Emperor put on such a posture and personally inspected the tribes of the Yue people, obviously he had the intention to conquer Baiyue.

Fighting rabbits with straw, the old tribes of the Six Kingdoms are approaching their end!

It was better to lie dormant and wait for the opportunity in Daqin...

That's not right. With Qin Mo, the great Qin Zhushi of the Young Sect, I'm afraid that if he lies dormant until the end, he will only lose his ambition and die unwillingly...

When Zhang Liang thought about this, he suddenly understood a little about the Xiang family's uncles and nephews. They took the lead in restoring Baiyue and called on the old clans in the world. Most of them were unwilling to lie dormant until death!

…

At the same time, as the imperial team got closer and closer, the anxious nine tribes of Yue people and five thousand prisoners of war finally felt a little relieved after seeing Qin Mo, their own god.

However, seeing his own god surrounded by a more dazzling and majestic man in golden armor, he couldn't help but feel worried and doubtful in his heart.

Toot toot—

"Wind! Wind!! Strong wind~!!!"

Amidst the sound of murderous drums and trumpets, more than a thousand knights were suppressed in darkness, shouting loudly to stop the strong wind. Qin Mo and Fusu's silver-armored white horses surrounded Yingzheng in golden armor, urging the gold-lacquered chariots to go out into battle.

Crash--

All the Yue people knelt down on the ground and buried their heads in the sand to express their fear and awe.

The nine witch chiefs shouted in unison: "Greetings to the Sun God Emperor!"

The horrified Yue people woke up from a dream, and then shouted piously: "Greetings to the Sun God Emperor~!!!"

Ying Zheng's face twitched, and a strong sense of shame suddenly came to his mind.

Having been called king and emperor by his subjects all his life, and now being revered as a god, this is a path he never imagined.

"No gifts, stay on your own!"

Ying Zheng suppressed the shame in his heart and raised his hand to help Yue Ren who was crawling on the ground.

The nine shaman chiefs stood up tremblingly, followed by the Yue people who stood up one after another. The brave ones looked up secretly and saw Ying Zheng, who was dressed in golden armor with stripes of gold, competing with the setting sun like blood, and hurriedly lowered their heads in awe.

"The rebellious people, pay homage to His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin~!"

As the Yue people stood up, among the Spartan warriors arrayed in the distance, one suddenly shouted in a long voice, imitating the Yue people in bowing to Ying Zheng.

Qin Mo turned around and saw that it was Jiang Xiong, the leader of the retainers of Lord Hengyang. As he prostrated to surrender to Yingzheng, all the Lords of Hengyang also prostrated on the ground: "Rebellious and sinful people, pay homage to His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin~!!

!”

Qin Mo withdrew his gaze, turned sideways and explained to Ying Zheng on the chariot: "We are all retainers of the Korean prince Hengyang Lord Han Cheng. Now we just want to save Han Cheng's family and have no intention of rebelling against the Qin Dynasty."

Ying Zheng suddenly nodded and asked, "Where is Han Cheng?"

Qin Mo replied: "He was beheaded by his ministers when he was in Chu. At this time, only his ashes are kept by these former retainers."

Ying Zheng was dumbfounded, gave Qin Mo an appreciative look, and said with a smile: "You should set an example and set an example for the old tribes of the six countries. Please arrange it properly for your love."

"Here."

Qin Mo clasped his hands and accepted the order.

Ying Zheng paused, pointed at Zhang Liang and others beside Jiang Xiong and others, and asked doubtfully: "Why don't they surrender?"

Zhang Liang and nine retainers were also embarrassed. They did not expect that Jiang Xiong and others would suddenly surrender to Ying Zheng without any prior discussion.

Now Jiang Xiong and others lie down on the ground, which really catches them...

Seeing Ying Zheng pointing this way, Zhang Liang and nine retainers could only awkwardly clasp their hands and salute: "Greetings to His Majesty the First Emperor of Qin!"

"Everyone is exempt from courtesy."

Ying Zheng raised his hand to help the Spartan warriors, and then whispered to Qin Mo: "I think the young man who is leading the group is the Zhang Jun that Lu mentioned, right?"

"I know that his grandfather was the prime minister of Korea in three dynasties, Kaifengdi, and his father Zhang Ping was also the prime minister of Korea in two dynasties. I wonder what he is like?"

Qin Mo really didn't know that Zhang Liang had such a prominent family background and the inheritance of many generations of Han ministers. No wonder he was bent on restoring Korea. He replied: "He is also a man of extraordinary intelligence. With a little training, he will be a talented person in the world. If he can

Used by Da Qin, he can be the prime minister in the future!"

"My beloved, please know that no matter how good a thousand-mile horse is, it will be in vain if it cannot be tamed. If it is ridden by an enemy general, it will even endanger you."

"I understand!"

The monarch and his ministers have a tacit understanding, and there is no need to say more.

Ying Zheng turned to look at the awe-inspiring Yue people, led the nine shaman chiefs to the chariot, and said warmly: "I know the sufferings of the Yue people, and I will respect the law for my people in the Qin Dynasty in the future. I will definitely develop the land of Baiyue.

, so that you can have enough food and clothing."

"Here~!"

The nine shaman chiefs clasped their hands in sincerity.

Later, the nine shaman chiefs returned to the tribe and conveyed Ying Zheng's words. Everyone in the Yue people heard this and cheered, and once again prostrated themselves before Ying Zheng to show their respect.

Ying Zheng waved his hand, and with the sound of drums and trumpets, the imperial driver returned directly.

He was originally here to show off his face and show kindness to comfort the Yue people, but if he talked too much, it would destroy the mystery of the Sun God Emperor...

"Farewell to the Sun God Emperor~!!!"

The nine chief shamans led the clan members and shouted respectfully as they sent the royal team off.

In fact, Ying Zheng could not understand the language of the Yue people, but when he heard the pious and respectful voices behind him, he couldn't help but smile on his face, and said to Qin Mo: "Ai Qing is actually a blessed general of the Qin Dynasty, even though he suffered a lot of misfortunes

, but let the conquest of the land of Baiyue have such a great start!"

Qin Mo clasped his hands and said, "Your Majesty is not willing to travel thousands of miles to the sea to find me, but I dare not to die for you."

When Ying Zheng saw him like this, he laughed heartily and said after a while: "I see that the people in Yue are young and strong, and they all wear grass-green clothes, which is very suitable for fighting in the mountains."

"I have an army of 20,000 people and I should follow suit!"

(End of chapter)