Yesterday, in the early morning of Xianyang City, countless Qin troops spread out from the palace and occupied the main passage.

There were also excited Xianyang people standing on both sides of the road, because their first emperor was about to start a parade again.

Not long after, the first emperor's carriage slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Looking at the majestic guards, the people of Xianyang burst into cheers.

"Your Majesty for ten thousand years!"

This is the people paying tribute to their emperor and expressing their pride.

The long motorcade made its way to Xianyang all the way.

Upstairs in Xianyang City, Zhao Lang was leading the officials to watch the convoy leave. After the convoy had gone a little further, Zhao Lang asked the slave next to him,

"Why did my father bring such a craftsman as a supervisor in this convoy?"

slave back,

"Master, slaves don't know, maybe it's for the convenience of road traffic. After all, the land of Baiyue is too desolate, and it's not easy to find craftsmen there."

"It's better to bring some yourself, and it's convenient to go on tour."

Zhao Lang could only nod his head. Fortunately, he now has the support of the Mo family and is not so short of craftsmen.

Just watching the team go away slowly, Zhao Lang always felt that he seemed to have forgotten what to say to his father.

I thought about it, but didn't have any clue.

"It shouldn't be a big deal, or I won't forget it."

Zhao Lang muttered to himself for a while, then turned around and took people away.

The other ministers and nobles were looking at the direction of the convoy with complicated expressions.

It was not the first time that the First Emperor went on a parade, but there was no such time as this time. The First Emperor hardly brought any prestigious ministers and nobles, nor did he set up a channel to handle political affairs.

The craftsmen and others brought a lot.

That is to say, the entire political affairs of Daqin are now handled by His Royal Highness alone. To put it more bluntly, the authority of His Royal Highness today is no different from that of the emperor.

Before, the first emperor would still be involved in political affairs to some extent, at least that Zhao Gao, who should have died long ago, often appeared in the courtroom, and everyone could only pretend that they did not see each other.

Of course, they also understood what the First Emperor meant. Although the abdication did not make a difference, it did not make much difference.

Soon the ministers and nobles also hurriedly followed in Zhao Lang's footsteps, but some old ones inevitably fell behind.

At this time, Qin Shihuang's convoy was inside.

Qin Shihuang sat in his car frame and watched Xianyang City go away from the window. When he couldn't see Xianyang City at all, he asked Zhao Gao, who was beside him.

"Have those craftsmen who made ink lanterns brought them out?"

Zhao Gao came back repeatedly,

"If you go back to Your Majesty, the craftsman materials for making ink lanterns are all in the team, and they haven't fallen, you can rest assured."

Hearing this, Qin Shihuang nodded slightly.

Making a large ink lantern near Xianyang City is still a bit tricky, and it is easy for Lang'er to find out. Now that he is going on a parade anyway, it is better to bring everyone with him.

And the craftsmen also said that the current materials are not good, maybe there can be some new methods in the south.

"By the way, did Langer send the map of the world that day?"

Qin Shihuang asked at this time.

Zhao Gao took out a map from a box next to him with a smile and returned,

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, His Royal Highness has already sent over the map."

Qin Shihuang took the map, looked at the direction of Xianyang with a complicated expression, and said to himself,

"Lang'er, if you really don't have that kind of intention, why would you let the Xiang family out?"

Although Zhao Lang said that he has no intention of ruling the world, the other party's arrangements here and there are all for the future.

This son of his always likes to put more hands behind.

Of course, he just couldn't see when these backhands were working.

Thinking of this, Qin Shihuang took a slow breath. This time, he must find a way to let the ink lantern take people to the sky!

More than ten days later, in the depths of the grasslands in the northern Xinjiang of Daqin.

A huge Xiongnu team was slowly advancing, with countless cattle and sheep on both sides of the team, which were followed by the shepherds.

This should have been a very leisurely sight.

But at this time, most of the Huns had a faint worry on their faces.

Because the Daqin cavalry passing by from time to time on both sides of the team let them know that they were not migrating and grazing, but fleeing their homes.

At this time, a group of Qin army spies galloped past the Xiongnu team and rushed towards their camp.

Then he arrived at a Qin army camp, and after turning over and dismounting, he went directly into a tent and said,

"General Lu, the Xiongnu army is moving, do you need to pursue and intercept it?"

Hearing the report, Lu did not immediately give an order, but looked at Zhou Bo and Zhang Liang who were beside him, and said,

"The Xiongnu's movements have been much faster these days. It seems that they want to cross the west side earlier. If they don't fight, they won't have such a good chance."

In fact, according to his ideas, he should attack directly.

. Just a few days ago, a messenger brought back orders from Xianyang, and this time Zhang Liang was responsible for the disposal of the Xiongnu.

Zhou Bo also nodded, but still looked at Zhang Liang beside him.

Although among the three of them, according to the titles of titles, the other party is the lowest, but the other party successfully persuaded them last time.

Now that they have orders from Xianyang, they naturally obey.

Seeing that both of them were looking over, Zhang Liang did not directly object this time, but said,

"General Lu's words are reasonable, so I will ask the general to lead the attack and personally sweep away the large and small tribes who are responsible for guarding the two sides of the Huns."

Hearing this, Lu suddenly lit up, stood up and said,

"You should have ordered this long ago, come and attack!"

After that, he hurriedly picked up his weapon and walked out.

Now that all the battles were made of military merit, he was of course excited.

Looking at the current situation in the north, all the tribes in the grasslands have already surrendered to Daqin, and it will be difficult to fight again after that.

After Lu left, Zhou Bo said with some doubts,

"Brother, why did General Lu attack again this time?"

The other party stopped several times before.

Zhang Liang returned with a smile at this time,

"Brother Zhou, killing and intercepting the Huns has never been our goal, it's just a means to make these Huns submit to our arrangements."

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"Now the Huns think that they are close to the west, and they don't have to be afraid of me waiting anymore. At this time, they have to suffer some hardships in order to achieve their goals."

Hearing this, Zhou Bo couldn't help but nodded with some admiration.

"Brother Liang is really talented. I don't know how Brother Liang wants to arrange these people?"

Hearing the question, Zhang Liang did not answer directly, but pondered for a while, and then asked,

"Brother Zhou, I did hear the sergeant who came to deliver the supplies in the past few days, saying that after passing through the city-states in the west from Daqin, there is a very prosperous business road there."

"Have you heard of this?"

After Zhang Liang finished speaking, he stared into Zhou Bo's eyes.

(Ann)

(End of this chapter)

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