Chapter 228: King's Feast

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"My officers and men of Great Zhao, the widow has truly ignored your feelings during the more than 20 years of his reign, and I am sorry for you!"
Zhao Yong couldn't help but recall what he had seen and heard on the way to Qin.
The common people do not pick up on the road, do not close their homes at night, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, is engaged in farming, and governs Qingming!
Not to mention how good life is, but there is no problem with basic food and clothing. There may be no country in the world that can do it except for Qi and Qin.
Moreover, the kind of law-abiding style and orderly social order that pervaded the entire Qin State made Zhao Yong an eye-opener.
Thinking of Zhao Guo again, he found helplessly that Zhao Guo, which he had worked so hard to manage, was really not half of Qin State.
Especially when passing by the Xianyang Mountain Army Camp, Zhao Yong was even more moved when he saw the instructor camp where he was physically disabled and still training Tiger Master for Daqin.
There is also a time when the Qin State supports the parents of soldiers who died in the war for the country to their death, raises the loyal soul orphans, and distributes food and financial subsidies to retired soldiers of the Qin Army who are permanently disabled due to the fighting.
Zhao Yong, the iron-blooded king who pursues an iron-blooded military foreign policy, even almost couldn't help crying in his heart.
Existence is reasonable, and it is not unreasonable for Qin to become so powerful in less than a hundred years after Shang Yang's Reform!
The world's first war country, really deserves its name!
Zhao Guo is really inferior to Qin State!
Thinking of this, Zhao Yong was also filled with emotion.
Lifting his head, Zhao Yong stared at the loyal soul monument again, but in his heart he felt that the loyal soul monument, which was less than ten feet long, suddenly became as high as a thousand feet, as if it could stand upright!
"Please, King Zhao, my king has been waiting for a long time!"
At this moment, a person walked from the high stairs, Zhao Yong looked at him, this person was wearing a big red robe, his complexion was pale, and his aura was mysterious and strange. Who else could he be if he wasn't the order of the Central Chess House of Qin State?
"Then trouble the CRRC Fu Ling to lead the way!"
Zhao Yong did not dare to underestimate this person in the slightest. According to Zhao Guo's secret agent, he learned that Zhao Gao, the commander of the China Railway Vehicle Administration, is a strong cultivator himself.
Moreover, Zhao Gao was also the master of the net, one of the two most important weapons around King Qin, and was trusted by King Qin. His unpredictable cultivation skills were even more daunting.
Therefore, indulging in the status of the other party is no better than himself, but Zhao Yong did not dare to look down on this person.
Therefore, Zhao Yong, the king of Zhao, led the next step into the palace of the Qin Palace under the leadership of the Chefu Order of Qin State.
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In the Palace of the Qin Palace, there are eight rows of chimes side by side, and eight musicians are constantly beating on the chimes!
The six palace ladies also danced in the palace, and there were some musicians beside them chanting the flute.
The beauty of people and music, it looks so picturesque and free!
But in the huge Qin Palace, only four people can appreciate it.
One is Qin Wang Yingji, who sits directly above.
The left is big, Zhao Wang Zhao Yong is sitting on the left, Qin State Xiangguo Wei Ran and Zhongchefu Ling Zhao Gao are sitting on the right.
And above the case slips in front of everyone, they are filled with good wine and food!
"Widow, I would like to ask King Zhao, what impression does King Zhao have of this week's room and my Qin women's dance?"
After drinking the wine in the bottle, Ying Ji couldn't help but look at Zhao Yong at the bottom left and asked.
"Yalemei, like a golden iron horse!"
"Qin's women's dance is even more beautiful, as if it's graceful and stunning!"
Zhao Yong admired as if shaking his head intoxicated.
Zhao Yong didn't show weakness in the slightest.
Although he pursued military diplomacy, he was born in a royal family after all, and the aristocratic education he received was extremely profound.
Isn't it just dragging text, who is afraid of whom!
"Oh, I didn't expect King Zhao to be so elegant. It seems that the widow had underestimated King Zhao before!"
When Ying Ji spoke, Zhao Yong's heart became black.
This is sweet and prickly.
On the surface, he is appreciating himself, but in fact he is secretly taunting himself as a brash man, being able to understand that this is purely royal education.
Dissatisfaction returned to dissatisfaction, Zhao Yongke did not show the slightest expression on his face. For this kind of male who has experienced changes and changes, he has already reached the point where his joy and anger are invisible.
Seeing Zhao Yong's answer, Ying Ji didn't let it go, and began to question again.
The two asked and answered in this way, Zhao Gao and Wei Ran didn't interrupt, and they knew they couldn't get in at all.
Because this feast is only a meeting between King Qin and King Zhao, it is even a feast for the king, so it's better to be less mixed.
"This feast is really grand enough, and the gift of nine guests is even more of a big gift. Presumably, the grand feast given by King Qin today must be the intention of a drunkard not in the bar?"
After three rounds of food and three rounds of wine, Zhao Yong also intends to get straight to the point.
"Ok?"
Ying Ji narrowed her eyes, stared at Zhao Yong, and waved her hand slightly.
Suddenly, there was no sound of elegant music at the banquet.
The dancing Qin women all stopped, bowed to Yingji in the center of the hall, and then withdrew from the Qin Palace.
"Wang Zhao is really quick to talk, and the widow also knows that people don't talk secretly."
"The two kings of Qin and Zhao are from the same clan and originate from the same clan. They have entered the barren hills of Longxi and dispersed into the Central Plains. If you count the years, the separation of the two clans may have been more than four hundred years."
Zhao Yong understood what Yingji meant, and also spoke.
"Yes, it's been four hundred years, and the two races have been separated for four hundred years!"
Recalling the four hundred years of time, recalling that the Ying clan was attacked by foreigners when they entered the Central Plains. After being scattered into the Central Plains, Zhao Xiangzi, the ancestor of the Zhao Kingdom, led the Zhao clan to establish the Zhao Kingdom!
The ancestor of the Qin Kingdom, Ying Feizi, founded the Kingdom of Qin, and then thinking of the developments between the two countries over the past centuries, Ying Ji and Zhao Yong both couldn't help but sigh with emotion and trance.
"Wang Zhao, you are the king of Zhao country."
"But you are also a member of the Ying clan, and you are even more of the same generation as your widowed father!"
"If you really talk about seniority, then the widow will have to call you a clan uncle, and now Ying Ji will be a younger generation to make friends with her elders."
"Da Qin has now dominated the world, and it is impossible to allow any country within a country to exist. The State of Zhao will also be incorporated into the State of Qin, and the military power of Zhao State's 840,000 army must also be handed over!"
"Moreover, the original promise of the widow is still valid. All the generals of the Zhao army can continue to stay in the Qin army."
"The capable ones go up, and the mediocre ones go down. They all rely on their ability, and the widow will not do anything to suppress!
"The Zhao clan and the Ying clan will also be merged again, and the family genealogy will be renewed. The treatment of the Zhao clan will be the same as that of the Ying clan!"
"Where to go, let the clan uncle make a choice, the late nephew said it all!"
After Ying Ji finished speaking, she stared at Zhao Yong's eyes firmly, and Wei Ran and Zhao Gao also cast their eyes on Zhao Yong.
The air seemed to quiet down suddenly, filled with a weird atmosphere, as if they could hear each other's heartbeat, it was weird!