Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Chapter 183 Promotion

"What are these people saying?"

Zhang Han turned around and asked.

The man shook his head.

I have spent many days learning the sentence they just said, how could I possibly understand what these Yue people are saying.

"kill"

The Qin army showed no mercy to the rebels. They treated the Yue people, whose weapons were backward and whose morale was low due to fear, like slaughtering pigs and sheep.

More and more South Vietnamese fell.

When others saw this one-sided massacre, they became even more convinced of what they had thought.

The mountain god was punishing them.

Can't resist the Qin people.

"The Mountain God Calms His Wrath"

"The Mountain God Calms His Wrath"

"Snapped"

"Snapped"

Many men in the tribe have begun to drop their weapons and crawl on the ground.

In this battle, the Qin army won a great victory and captured 20,000 Yue people.

"Take these Yue people and build canals."

"promise."

Li Bing, who was busy at the time, was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling when he suddenly received so many slaves.

He hurriedly arranged accommodation for the slaves, and then put them to work.

When the Yue people saw that the Qin people could actually control the thunder in the sky and use it for their own purposes, they were so frightened that they dared not resist.

They all worked much harder.

They were afraid that the gods would punish them.

With the demise of one tribe, Wang Jian and other generals began to discuss the affairs of other tribes in the land of Nanyue.

At the same time, the victory news of Wang Jian and Tu Sui was also reported back to Xianyang.

The success of the war brought some joy to the city of Xianyang, which had been depressed for a long time.

Inside the Zhangtai Palace, the court officials read the victory report and said that it was thanks to the Marquis's brilliant plan.

Everyone fell silent.

The right prime minister is still in a coma. The prince visits him every day at the prime minister's residence, and the doctors live there permanently.

But the Right Prime Minister showed no signs of waking up.

"Your Majesty, since the Right Prime Minister entered our Qin State, he has been loyal to Your Majesty and benevolent to the people. Our Qin State's current prosperity is largely due to the Right Prime Minister's talent."

"The Right Prime Minister's achievements are unmatched."

"Your Majesty should commend the Right Prime Minister for his contributions and the Mohist school."

"I second the proposal."

After Wang Wan finished speaking, the court officials all agreed.

Ying Zheng took in the expressions of the court officials.

"allow"

"Give the Right Prime Minister the title of Marquis Che, and make him the Marquis Wenqing of Great Qin."

According to the history of Qin Dynasty, in the 20th year of Zheng, the Right Prime Minister was killed and fell into a coma for several months. The court officials praised the Right Prime Minister's achievements. Your Majesty promoted the Right Prime Minister to the title of Chehou and conferred him the title of Wenqinghou.

"The Mohist school was established by Zhu, and its rise was due to its contributions to the state, so it was granted a title."

Inside the Prime Minister's Mansion

"My Lord, the King has elevated your title. From now on, you will be the Marquis Wenqing of our Great Qin."

"My Lord, please wake up soon."

Day after day, Qingque took care of Zhang Yuanqing lying on the hospital bed. In the blink of an eye, it was already the autumn harvest.

"My Lord, I will serve you medicine."

The maids supported Zhang Yuanqing's thin body, and Qingque fed him the medicine spoonful by spoonful.

"bitter"

"pat"

"Hou,"

"Quick, put the Marquis down."

"Master Hou?"

Qingque carefully wiped the medicine juice from Zhang Yuanqing's lips and called softly beside the bed.

The person on the bed didn't make any sound.

"Go and call the doctor."

"promise."

Soon, Chang Xi, Han Shui and others came running over with medicine boxes.

Qingque quickly made way for several doctors.

Chang Qiong gently placed his fingers on Zhang Yuanqing's pulse.

It took a long time before he withdrew his hand.

Then he asked Han Shui and others to take his pulse.

"Take good care of the Marquis. I'll go outside to discuss this."

Before Qingque could say anything, Changqiong started giving orders.

Several doctors then left the room.

"how?"

Chang Qiong looked at his two junior brothers and asked.

"The Marquis' pulse has improved, but this time he has damaged his foundation. It will take several days for him to wake up."

Han Shui spoke slowly, his eyes flickering and his tone brisk.

Others nodded.

"What does Doctor Xia think?"

Xia Wuqie cupped his hands and said, "I have the same idea."

After so many days, the Marquis finally got better.

The doctors finally put their minds at ease.

Chang picked up his pen and wrote down a prescription, then handed it to a few people to read: "Come and see, is there anything you need to add or subtract?"

Several doctors discussed it and finally decided on the prescription, and then An Chen quickly went to get and decoct the medicine.

Zhangtai Palace

"Your Majesty, there is news from the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Shi Yi rushed in, followed by Doctor Xia Wuqie.

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

"Get up and tell me if Zhang Qing is awake."

Being stared at by Ying Zheng, Fusu and several other princes, Xia Wuqi felt tremendous pressure.

"Your Majesty, the Marquis has not woken up."

As soon as these words came out, Xia Wuqie felt a sharp gaze piercing him, almost making it hard for him to breathe.

"Your Majesty, although the Marquis has not yet woken up, he has regained consciousness today. After consultation with Doctor Chang Xian and others, I have determined that the Marquis will wake up within ten days."

He said it all in one breath, not daring to take a breath in between.

Obviously, the person's gaze shifted away after he finished speaking, and Xia Wuqie carefully wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"really!"

Fusu ignored etiquette and stood up and walked forward quickly.

Facing the prince's question, Xia Wuqie quickly replied: "Prince, I dare not deceive you."

"Today, when your servant Qingque was feeding him medicine, the Marquis regained consciousness. We carefully examined his pulse and confirmed that as long as he is carefully cared for and takes the medicine on time, he will surely wake up within ten days."

After receiving Xia Wuqie's affirmative answer, Fusu showed his first smile in these months.

Turning to Ying Zheng, he said, "Father, I'm going to see the teacher."

Ying Zheng was also happy.

"Go, go see your teacher."

"Have the people in the Prime Minister's Residence take good care of Zhang Qing. If anything goes wrong, kill him."

After getting permission, Fusu hurriedly left Zhangtai Palace.

Ronglu and others also wanted to go and see the teacher, but they opened their mouths but ultimately did not say anything.

Let us get on with government business.

Father will not allow us to leave at this time.

The prince's carriage stopped at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The guards did not dare to stop him and immediately invited the prince in.

"I've met the prince."

"What about the teacher?"

"The Marquis just drank the medicine."

Qingque came out with the medicine bowl and saw the prince walking towards her in a hurry.

Fusu pushed the door open and walked in.

The room still smelled of the medicine. A corner of the window was open, and perhaps because of the strong wind, the gauze curtain was drawn.

Fusu sat carefully in front of the bed, looking at his teacher who had been sleeping for several months, and couldn't help but grab Zhang Yuanqing's sleeve.

"Teacher, Fusu is here to see you."

"The doctor said that the teacher is feeling much better today. Maybe he heard Fusu talking?"

"Teacher, you've rested for too long this time. It's time to get up."

"These days, Fusu has accumulated many questions that he wants to ask the teacher. The teacher must not be lazy anymore."

In the room, Fusu talked on and on for a long time, while Qingque and her maid were guarding outside the door.

After Fusu left, Qingque brought her maid into the room again and guarded Zhang Yuanqing.

At this time, the lights in the Mo family workshop had been on for several nights in a row.

"Xingyuan, the mechanism here isn't working. It's not powerful enough."

"And here, look, it can only shoot three arrows at a time. How can this be possible?"

"Not enough. At least six arrows should be fired simultaneously. The timing of the continuous firing also needs to be adjusted. It takes too long."

Xingyuan dropped the tools in his hands and glared at Youzhu: "Shut up."

"Hurry up and work."

Yuzhu Jianxingyuan was annoyed, and he hummed "oh" softly and started working hard.