Chapter 228 (1/2)
”My generals and men of Da Zhao, I have been in power for more than 20 years and really ignored your feelings. I am sorry for you!”
Zhao Yong could not help but recall what he had seen and heard on the way to the state of Qin.
The common people do not pick up the lost things on the road and stay at night. They live and work in peace and contentment. They are engaged in farming and mulberry cultivation, and the administration of officials is clear and bright!
Not to say how good life is, but the basic food and clothing is no problem, the world except Qi and Qin may not be able to do it.
Moreover, the wind of observing discipline and law was pervaded in the whole state of Qin, and the orderly social order opened his eyes to Zhao Yong.
When we think of Zhao, we can't help but find that the state of Zhao is not half of that of Qin.
In particular, when passing through the Xianyang mountain military camp, Zhao Yong was touched by the fact that he was still a trainer camp for the tiger division of Daqin.
There was also the time in the state of Qin to support the parents of the soldiers who died in the war for the country to their death, raise the loyal souls and orphans, and give food and financial subsidies to the retired officers and soldiers of the Qin army who were permanently disabled due to the battle every month.
Zhao Yong, who pursued the iron and blood military foreign policy, was moved to tears.
Existence is reasonable. It is not unreasonable for Qin to become so powerful in less than 100 years after the reform of Shang Yang!
The world's largest Warring States period deserves its reputation!
The state of Zhao is really inferior to the state of Qin!
Thinking of this, Zhao Yong is also full of emotion.
Looking up, Zhao Yong gazed at the Zhonghun stele again. In his heart, however, he felt that the Zhonghun stele, which was no more than ten Zhang long, suddenly became as high as a thousand feet, as if it could stand up to heaven and earth!
”Please, King Zhao. My king has been waiting for him for a long time.”
At this time, a man stepped down from the high stairs. Zhao Yong saw that the man was wearing a red robe with a pale face and a charming and strange smell. Who else could he be?
”Then I'll trouble you to direct the way
Zhao Yongke doesn't dare to underestimate this person. According to Zhao's secret agent, Zhao Gao is a strong man of cultivation.
Moreover, Zhao Gao was also the Lord of the net, one of the two heavy weapons around the king of Qin. He was deeply trusted by the king of Qin. His strong and unpredictable cultivation ability was even more frightening.
Therefore, connivance in the status of the other party can not compare themselves, but Zhao Yong also dare not underestimate this person.
As a result, Zhao Yong, the king of Zhao, stepped into the palace step by step under the guidance of the order of Chefu in the state of Qin.
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In the palace of the king of Qin, eight rows of chimes are juxtaposed, and eight musicians are constantly beating on the chimes!
The six palace women are also dancing in the palace, and some musicians are singing Sheng Xiao.
Beautiful people, beautiful music, looks like a picturesque image!
But in the vast palace of Qin, only four people can enjoy it.
One of them is Ying Ji, the king of Qin, who sits right above.
On the left, Zhao Yong, the king of Zhao, sat on the left, while Wei Ran, the Prime Minister of the state of Qin, and Zhao Gao, the commander of Zhongche Prefecture, sat on the right.
And in front of each person's documents, are full of wine and food!
”What's your impression of Zhao and Zhou's women?”
After drinking the wine, Ying Ji can't help looking at Zhao Yong at the bottom left.
”Ya Le Mei, just like gold and iron horse!”
”The women's dance of the Qin people is even more beautiful, just like a graceful and startling shadow!”
Zhao Yong seemed to shake his head and enjoy the way.