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Others speculate that the reason for this is nothing more than the fact that there has been a high-ranking master since ancient times, and Ning Shuohou probably has one more suspicious heart.

The suspiciousness of Ning Shuohou's heart is manifested in the fact that he led the army to resist the attack of the Heyan clan three years ago, became famous in the first battle, and turned the Heyan clan, which had been staring at him for many years, into a vassal state. However, it is said that there was a chance of annihilation at that time, but he ordered the withdrawal of troops, and then the remnants of Heyan made a comeback, which is a big trouble for today's Da Qin.

In the winter, the sky darkened very early. Seeing that the twilight was closing, the candles in the hall also took over the sun's class and ignited steadily.

At this time, Ying Zheng was flipping through the book, he was sitting very close to the stove, still wearing a plain green jacket, still shrugging one hand, only put the book on his lap, and turned the pages with the other hand .

Hearing that, he didn't look up. He naturally knew that Meng Yi's words were not just for him to guess what the head of Fanbang was thinking, but he was too lazy to say something that made Meng Yi feel comfortable, so he said perfunctorily: "Naturally there is no good intention. .

On the battlefield that day, it was indeed Meng Yi's order to withdraw his troops, but he had his reasons. It doesn't matter if the DPRK suspects that he is collaborating with the enemy, and he can be considered to be able to sit upright in this regard.

"I think so too." Ying Zheng pushed the stove to Meng Yi's side after he finished speaking: "It's cold today, I see that your clothes have become thicker recently, and you don't look warm, don't hurt the cold, I asked the imperial physician to come and show you? By the way, are you still not going to the tribute ceremony tomorrow?""

Meng Yi, He Yan's tribute ceremony, has always been excused, and his Ning Shuo title was called by others, and he was embarrassed to go. What's more, the ministers are so suspicious, it is always good to avoid suspicion.

"It's okay," Meng Yi closed the book and put it aside, took off the jacket outside, leaving only the long gown, "I just entered the room and forgot to take it off, and now I feel hot, and I won't go tomorrow. A group of girls and waiters have come, and I have to go and see `~.

Ying Zheng was stunned by this excuse, and then heard Meng Yi continue: "Last time, the case of grain greed for locust disaster relief has been found out. The grain opened by the state treasury was exploited layer by layer, and even rice bran was never in the hands of the people. remain.

The officials involved in the case include Cheng Yu, the first assistant, Feng Yuanzhen, the minister of the household, Jianglu, the minister of the household, and several local governors. These people protect each other from top to bottom, deduct food at every level, and then secretly sell it at high prices to make money. He also asked His Majesty to order Xu Luowang to arrest and interrogate them. ""

Ying Zheng thought for a while, these few people who were named and convicted seemed to have offended Meng Yi recently. He suspects that Meng Yi is going to avenge his personal revenge, but he has no evidence. These people have never been good things, and it is reasonable to say that they did such a thing.

So Ying Zheng spread the silk and wrote a handwritten letter: "I know. After the matter is found out, it can be handled according to the law, and there is no need to report it again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. It's getting late. If you have nothing to do, the minister will retire." With Ying Zheng's permission, Meng Yi saluted. Putting the brocade in his arms, he got up and took the lantern handed over by the little eunuch, the corners of the gown fluttering in the halo.

Ying Zheng stood at the table, watching his figure turn around a palace gate, with a complicated look in his eyes.

The next day was the day of the tribute ceremony. Ying Zheng went out early, never thinking that he forgot to estimate the time, and was catching up with the car of the Heyan messenger to deliver the tribute.

The car had two compartments, the first one sat the messenger, and the second one had no awning, and there were large boxes and small parcels, all covered with red silk. One of the big ones is very obvious, and it can be vaguely seen that there is a square cage under the red silk, which is firmly tied to the car by ropes.

Ying Zheng was sitting in the carriage, not worried about being recognized by He Yan's people. He looked out from the curtain of the carriage. It happened that when the carriage passed, the place where the red silk was connected was blown away by the wind. Ying Zheng was seeing The thing in the cage showed a pair of eyes, and a faint green light flashed in the darkness.

Somehow, when Meng Ying Zheng saw those eyes, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Hungry..." At the moment when the two cars were handed over, Ying Zheng grabbed the two meat patties that Han Yang had just bought from The window was thrown out, impartially, and smashed right into the cage.

The two cars quickly passed by and started to run in opposite directions, one was heading towards the palace, while the other was heading towards the Drunk Flower Pavilion. Sitting in the car, Ying Zheng was thinking that he had auditory hallucinations at a young age, and followed the hallucinations and gave Hanyang's meat pie to that thing, but heard a "thank you" from somewhere.

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The envoys of the Heyan Department soon waited outside the hall, and the routine tributes were no different from previous years, but there was an extra large cage covered with red silk, which contained the rare things that Sanger said.

This time the messenger was a raw face. He had a moustache and three earrings, the iconic earrings of the Heyan Department, on one ear. The Heyan Department distinguishes the official rank by the size and color of the silver ring, and the silver ring of the mustache is large and bright, it seems that this person is not low in status.

Ying Zheng looked at the silver ring from a distance in the hall, and only felt that it was like the nose ring worn by an old cow in the field. The silver was too bright, and it was a little dark.

66|| It's auspicious time--please Heyan messenger to enter the hall--" Zhao Gao, the chief executive next to Ying Zheng, threw the dust away, and the voice followed, and the mustache entered the hall and walked towards Ying Zheng who was seated After receiving a Han ceremony, he said some words of wishing the great Qin Dynasty to be forever, and then introduced the tribute one by one.

The types of tributes were the same every year, and all the ministers were drowsy when they heard it.

Inside the cage was a fiery red fox. The black cloth was suddenly uncovered. It didn't seem to adapt to the sudden increase in light. It squinted and opened its eyes, and glanced at the officials in the hall. Everyone present had an illusion, as if they saw the aura of contempt for the world on a fox.

"Your Majesty, the fox species in the northwest region where my department is located is called sand fox, and its coat is mostly yellowish brown. Moreover, because of the sandstorms in the Gobi all year round and the lack of food, most of these fox fur are dull and dull. But this fox has a whole body. Red and glossy hair color, although it is only a beast, it has extraordinary momentum as you can see. My king thinks it is auspicious beast, so I came here to offer it. I wish your majesty the blessing of this auspiciousness, the health of the Holy Body, and the blessings of all ages."

After the moustache tore off the black cloth and finished explaining, Ying Zheng said politely: "Thank you, Chief Heyan, for the note, and I got the strange beast and sent it to me, and also ask the messenger to go back and greet your chief for me.

This fox doesn't seem to be unusual except for its good-looking coat, but its eyes are rather sharp. Kings prefer to be submissive, but Ying Zheng doesn't like this fox scripture.

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